"You're useless!"

"Always have been, always will!"

-SMACK!-

Even after ten years, the words followed by the loud slap still echoed throughout the entire mansion. Sayoko sighed again for the thousandth time that day and opened the door that lead to the large, barely unused, room of the young Master.

Once again, she found him sitting in front of the window, watching the dreary and rainy day from the safety of his constantly bitch-black room. She walked up to the large window as well, standing behind the young master, watching as a long, sleek white limousine drove up to the large estate.

"Seems Mr. Weinberg is here to visit you once again."

After she received no reply, she kneeled in front of her master, looking up into dull, green eyes that looked even duller with the large bags under his eyes. Sayoko ran her hands through the unkempt brown hair, sighing once again. She moved away slightly, still receiving no response from the unmoving boy.

She quickly made her way to the door, walking out before slowly closing the door, ignoring the dust that drifted up from the unclean carpet of the master bedroom. The maid ignored the un-swept hallways as well, being used to the dirty look of the marble and granet that made up the floor and walls.

Hearing the large front doors open, she hurried to the large staircase that lead to the once extravagant foyer, the place where it happened. Ever since then, the once lively mansion turned into a graveyard. The young master never once left his room. Most of the staff left after the first few months, figuring that they wouldn't get paid. The more loyal stayed for as long as they could, but working for a couple of months to a few years without being paid? They couldn't last long on the little money they did get. Out of the entire staff, originally consisting of almost one hundred, only Sayoko, Rakshata, C.C., Cécile, and Lloyd remained. Though, a few of the older, more reliable ex-servants still came by once in a while, wishing, hoping, that their former master was back to himself.

Sayoko quickly made her way down the, as everything in the house, once extravagant staircase, Gino Weinberg and Anya Alstreim standing in front of the already closed doors. "He still being anti-social?"

The shorter pink haired girl looked up at the blonde, gazing up at him, eyes saying 'Are you that much of an idiot?' C.C. came out of the parlor, eating her pizza slice while carrying a 'Pizza Hut' box under her other arm. After nodding to Anya, and staring at Gino like he was an idiot – and he was – she continued onto her room.

"Sadly, he still won't move an inch." The Japanese maid sighed – once again – and waved the two into the parlor, which still smelled of pizza. Unlike the rest of the house, the parlor and the kitchen – along with the rooms the servants slept in – were the only ones clean. It was too much work for the few people to clean the entire estate. Sure, they had tried in the beginning, but after so many left after a couple years, they soon learned not to bother.

Everyone, minus one green haired woman and a depressed young master, was currently sitting in the pristine room. Just as it was the cleanest room in the house, it was also the only room that had any lights on – or any electricity period.

They sat in secluded silence – just like the young master – remembering the good old days, ten years ago, when Suzaku, the master, was still a lively young boy. Cécile fiddled with the hem of her skirt, feeling slightly uncomfortable as the silence became a little to unbearable for her to handle. She quickly stood up, and rushed to the kitchen, intent on making some tea.

After another hour or two of sipping tea and idle chit-chat, Gino and Anya left the practically abandoned mansion with a few waves and a promise to visit sometime within the two weeks. After the sleek limousine left, gloom set itself upon the estate once again.


"I don't see why we have to go to some abandoned house!" Cornelia huffed, stamping her foot like a little girl. Schneizel and Lelouch rolled their eyes at the obvious display of immaturity. Clovis snickered slightly while Euphemia tried to hide the fact that her elder sister's display was embarrassing her.

"Now, now. It's not an abandoned house. It's just….been through a few rough spots." Odysseus stammered, not really sure himself if this was a good idea or not.

Of course, that had been a few days ago. Now, the six siblings were in a very stretched limo, on their way to the 'Kururugi Ghost Estate' as many Britannian's dubbed it. The only reason a Japanese noble was given such an estate was because of his war strategies and such. Lelouch, being Lelouch, silently praised the idea of a former Japanese, now Eleven, was given such a chance to make a living in a Britannian life but his siblings, being themselves, thought that such an action was completely stupid.

As they neared the large estate, they looked out at the withered trees and flowers as they were forced to the ground, being pelted with the heavy rain. It was said that it constantly rained at this house – that the sun never peaked out behind the clouds to grace the house in its warmth – and the siblings agreed, seeing that the house had a cold, gloomy feel to it.

"There he is. The son of Japan's last Prime Minister." Odysseus said happily, pointing to a large, pitch-black window. Squinting, they could just barely make out a thin silhouette, looking out at the dull, rain filled sky.

Pulling up to a sleek white limousine – obviously a guest seeing as how it didn't blend in with the landscape, much less the house – the siblings got out to their own limo, shielding themselves from the rain with umbrellas. Walking up to the large door, Schneizel and Clovis opened the large doors and the group walked in. They were shocked as they were met with a dank, dark foyer, the entire floor covered with a thick collection of dust. Lelouch could barely make out footprints in the dust with the lack of light in the large room.

"This place scares me." Cornelia said, scooting closer to Clovis while Euphemia nodded, clinging to Odysseus. They turned to the left, hearing footsteps. The sight of a maid with purplish brown hair and light brown eyes, with a shocked expression on her face, met the group. "E-Excuse me? May I help you?" She stammered, almost expecting them not to be there.

Odysseus smiled kindly. "Sorry to startle you, but where is everyone?"

"They left." She muttered, Cornelia and Euphemia looked at her shocked while Schneizel and Clovis held looks of pity. "It's just me, a few friends, and of course, our young master."

Odysseus just nodded, still smiling. "May we meet him?"

"See him, yes. But meet him? That's out of the question."

Cornelia huffed, crossing her arms and looking away in the other direction. "To good for us, huh?" She started, not bothering to pay any mind to the look of hurt that flashed across Sayoko's face.

"No…it's just that he doesn't talk with anyone nowadays. Doesn't even leave his room for that matter."

"How long has it been like that?" Odysseus asked, walking up to the maid, truly worried.

"For almost a decade now." The shocked faces of the siblings changed in an instant as the foyer lights turned on. Everyone left – Lloyd, Cécile, Rakshata, and even C.C. – walked out of the parlor. The large group turned towards the figure standing at the top of the large staircase. The sight of dull brown hair framing an even paler face with big, dull green eyes and a frown on his one tanned skin, met the shocked siblings and the even more shocked group of servants – even C.C. dropped her Cheese-kun as she saw the young master.

"Get out." The voice was dull and scratchy as if it hadn't been used in forever. Seeing as it came from boy standing at the top of the stairs surprised them even more. "Suzaku-sama!" Cécile shouted excitedly, hurriedly walking towards the stairs with Rakshata close behind her heel.

"Stop." The two instantly complied with the gravelly sounding order. "B-But…Suzaku!" The blue haired girl started but was shushed as the brunette lifted a thin arm, pointing a boney finger in the direction of the Britannian siblings. "Get out. Get out of my house!" Suzaku shouted, his voice cracking at the end. With that, he roughly turned, briskly walking on slender but wobbly legs back towards his room.

"Suzaku….."

"You're useless!"

"Always have been, always will!"

-SMACK!-


This came to me….after I watched some kind of AMV. It was really depressing and then this popped out of nowhere. I kind of like the angsty feel to it….which is kind of odd but I seem to be getting more accustomed to angst stories. Anyway, if you have any ideas of where you'd like this story to head, then please leave a review.

Oh and this story is LuluSuza. Not SuzaLulu. LuluSuza. Lelouch is the seme and Suzaku is the uke. Remember that.

Ignore any grammar mistakes; I'm too lazy to check for any. Though if THERE'S JUST TO MANY TO IGNORE, than please tell me.

I don't own Code Geass and its characters. (DenialDenialDenial)