Here it is… the most complicated deep love story I have ever written. It took me a long time to put this all together and whether it gets a million reviews or none at all, I enjoyed writing it and I hope you all get the same amount of enjoyment from reading.
~ The Puppet Master.
Prologue (Lelouch's p.o.v.)
It had been seven years since Suzaku and I last chased each other through the sunflowers or stayed up all night talking about anything and everything important to ten year olds. I only thought about him at night from time to time when I would remember the way he smelled so soft and clean as he clung to me frightened by the violent summer thunder storms. His emerald eyes would sparkle in the flashes of lightning; the slight glisten of tears streaming down his cheeks. Even then I knew I loved him. We were only children.
Now I think of him constantly, ever since we were reunited, he almost killed me thinking I was part of a terrorist poison gas threat. I was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. Zero however would argue different, since out of all the confusion he, the leader of The Black Knights, was born. That day was when I Lelouch Lamperouge had a purpose, yet the only thing standing in my way was the only person I have ever loved. Suzaku Kururugi was the only human on earth capable of making me feel weak, nervous and just plain wonderful.
All of those feelings rushed my body the day he walked into my class as a new student. It was near impossible pretending we were of no past acquaintance. What I didn't know, was that the arrival of my favorite person would be one of Zero's greatest banes. Suzaku was the ever present pilot of the Lancelot the damned white Knightmare that foiled plan after plan or at least complicated things to a greater extent. Yet he didn't completely hinder my efforts. Through a freak accident, I was able to slay Euphemia further popularizing the concept of The Black Knights as well as fulfilling a personal goal. Through every one of those events, I could think of no one but Suzaku and how the outcome would affect my ability to be with him.
I thought that the only thing I wanted in this world was peace and happiness for Nunnally, but now I think I want to create a way Suzaku and I can be together in the eyes of both our countries. Where we can love each other and not be accused of interacting with the enemy. That was exactly what I created.
Narrator's p.o.v.
It was quiet, not to be confused with the ever painful sensation of silent. Birds were chirping and a light breeze was blowing. It was serene and peaceful; the perfect atmosphere for some afternoon reading and that is just what Lelouch Lamperouge was doing. He sat in his favorite place on the roof of the school, book in hand and eyes glued to the pages. The midnight black haired boy had no idea what time it was nor did he care. He paused his reading and closed his eyes for a moment thinking of Suzaku, his best friend and imagining the beautiful brunet as the valiant and chivalrous knight, the main character of his book.
"My hero" He whispered to himself leaning his head back against the wall. The sound of footsteps roused him from his imaginary world. He directed his attention back to his book which he lowered onto his lap covering the hot bulge in his pants and preparing himself for confrontation. A shadow formed over Lelouch blocking his light. He looked up slowly to find a very angry Suzaku; hands on his hips and a mad pout on his face. "Uah Suzaku can you move your blocking my reading light." Lelouch asked calmly secretly loving the cute face made by the knight.
"Lelouch how many times do you plan on ditching gym class?" Suzaku scolded glaring at the secret prince.
"As long as coach Valetta will let me get away with it. Besides I'm terrible at sports. I just get in the way." Lelouch explained lowering his amethyst eyes back into his book.
"Yeah well coach Valetta said that if you don't start attending class, she will not only fail you and make you repeat the entire year, but she will personally hunt you down and force you to make up every second you missed." The brunet continued scolding. The prince rolled his eyes.
"Fine… I'll be there tomorrow." Lelouch replied.
"Dressed out?" Suzaku asked with a bit of a cocky tone to his voice. Lelouch nodded.
"Are you satisfied?" The prince asked holding his hand out to be helped up.
"Yes" The knight responded pulling Lelouch to his feet.
Suzaku's p.o.v.
I couldn't stop thinking how irresponsible he was. It was ten minutes into gym class and of course Lelouch was no wear to be found after he promised me yesterday he would attend. I had been hiding from coach Valetta the entire time hoping she wouldn't ask me where Lelouch was. No matter how much of a slacker the guy could be, he was still my best friend in the entire world and I didn't like selling him out like that. Besides he was sort of horrible at any physical activity at all. I could see why he didn't entirely enjoy the class.
Twenty minutes into class, Lelouch appeared dressed out just as he had promised. Though he was late, his record of never breaking a promise to me remained untarnished. I smiled and watched him poorly participate for the next thirty-five minutes until we were dismissed. Lelouch followed me into the locker room exhausted and sweaty. The tired prince threw himself against his locker opposite mine and sighed deep.
"I'm proud of you." I announced patting him on the back. Lelouch didn't say anything. He just took his time changing turning toward me and fumbling with his uniform jacket. I finished changing quickly. "I have to go… there's an exam in my next class and I would like to review my notes a little." I said hurrying away. Lelouch sighed and continued changing.
Lelouch's p.o.v.
I was thinking of a shirtless Suzaku, enjoying the hot sensation between my legs and trying not to breathe hard when I overheard two guys on the other side of my locker. They were planning to take Suzaku's gym shirt again and scribble something offensive on it. I couldn't risk using my Geass on them just yet so I opened Suzaku's locker and took his shirt shoving it into my bag and slipping past the two guys to freedom.
I knew I didn't have time for such childish things, but it hurt to see the emotion in Suzaku's eyes when he discovers the indelible vulgarity on his shirts. He acts as if all is well and even tries to laugh about it, but I know him better then he thinks. I can see the pain in his eyes. I wish I could hold him and make it all better, but it isn't that easy. I don't think Suzaku would react well to such affection from anyone accept maybe Euphie and she has fallen just like the rest.
When classes ended for the day I returned home completely forgetting to put Suzaku's shirt back. It wasn't until around eleven that night that I began my assignments after putting Nunnally to bed. Rummaging through my bag looking for my pen I ran across Suzaku's shirt and pulled it out. "Too late to put it back now… I'll just explain it all to him tomorrow." I thought tossing it aside and beginning the assignment.
Sleep didn't come so easy that night even though I was completely exhausted. My mind was too full of things concerning The Black Knights and school with all the festivals Milly plans, but most of all I couldn't stop thinking of Suzaku. I stared at the ceiling and wondered if he was sleeping and what he was dreaming. I remembered his gym shirt. The thought of it beckoned me and after a while I gave in and got up to get it.
The white fabric felt soft against my fingertips as I felt around for it in the dark. I gripped the fabric lifting it off the desk and seating myself on the floor. I caressed it in my hands trying to picture the solid warm body it often clothes. I heaved a deep breath closing my eyes and picturing Suzaku shirtless in my mine. I brought it to my face and inhaled deep. Suzaku's scent filled my lungs and still I pushed to inhale more. A chill ran through my body and the all too familiar heat gathered between my legs.
I leaned back against my bed pushing my pajama bottoms down and kicked them off. With a little difficulty, I slipped my underwear down to my mid thighs still breathing his scent deeply. I brought my knees up leaning down a little. My hand found my hard erection and stroked it lovingly. In my mind, Suzaku stood before me undressing. He slowly unzipped his pilot uniform revealing centimeter after centimeter of his solid chest finally getting low enough to reveal his hard cock. I stroked harder paying special attention to the sensitive tip. I bit down on the fabric to keep from moaning.
My vision intensified. I imagined Suzaku touching himself as I was. His hand slipped down his chest lower and lower until he began to soothe the throb of his warm length. I watched him in my mind caressing my cock along with his rhythmic strokes. I leaned down just a bit further loosing myself in my fantasy. My heart raced and I nearly asphyxiated myself breathing into his shirt, pressing it closer and inhaling deeper. With a few final strokes I came exploding onto Suzaku's shirt.
As the heat of a perfect orgasm faded I realised what I had done to my best friend's gym shirt. I jumped to my feet and replaced my clothing quick running to the bathroom Suzaku's shirt in hand.
Suzaku's p.o.v
I sat through class wondering if Lelouch would decide to grace us with his presence in gym class today. I caught myself thinking about him a lot more than usual. Wondering what he was doing when he would disappear during lunch, or what he was dreaming when he slept in class. I just passed it off as curiosity and nothing more, but still something in the back of my mind told me there was more to it than just curiosity. Class ended and I headed to the locker room for gym class.
I began to change my clothes when I realised my gym shirt was gone. I looked around wondering if it was nailed to the ceiling again when I noticed Lelouch run towards me.
"Suzaku… I have… your shirt." He said between breaths. Lelouch held it out to me trying to catch his breath. "I umm even washed it for you." He continued.
"Uah thanks but why did you have my shirt?" I asked a bit confused. Lelouch explained what he had overheard yesterday. I felt a little blush spread my face as I pulled it on. The entire thing smelled like Lelouch. He hadn't washed it in just normal laundry soap, he used the soap he uses on himself and his clothes; It sort of smells like vanilla. He had it made special for his sensitive skin.
"…so I just washed it cause I wasn't busy or anything." Lelouch continued. I hadn't heard the first part of his sentence because I found myself lost in the scent of my shirt.
"What's wrong with me? This is lelouch! He's almost my brother. We've taken baths together when we were kids for heaven's sake," I thought dropping something on purpose to give myself an excuse to turn toward him. I blushed deeper when I saw him. His green gym shorts came a little higher than his mid thighs exposing almost all of his pastel legs; the tops of them resting on his defined hip bones. I watched him pull his shirt on observing his thin frame. When had Lelouch developed muscle? He doesn't do anything yet suddenly there is a slight outline of abdominal muscle visible under his white silken skin. I wanted to touch him and I couldn't understand why.
"You ready?" He asked closing his locker. I nodded and followed him out of the locker room. I wasn't feeling quite like myself. I actually picked Lelouch for my team… I picked him first! Just because I had a craving to be close to him. I spent the entire rest of the team picking process wondering why I did that and I spent the entire rest of class watching him fail miserably at the simplest tasks the boy couldn't catch a ball for god sakes and he cost us the game.
"It wasn't your fault… umm it was everyone else. There just jealous of you." I said patting Lelouch's back. When we returned to the locker room, my locker was open and all my clothes were gone. The only thing present was a quite vulgar note. It read something like.
"So you think we would give up if you took your shirt home at night… think again dirty eleven." Just to summaries it without using all the unnecessary words.
"Suzaku I'm sorry this is my fault now you're out an entire uniform instead of just a gym shirt." Lelouch said softly.
"No it clearly wasn't your fault. Don't feel sorry." I answered looking into the abyss of my empty locker.
"Take my uniform we're the same size." He said handing me his jacket.
"Lelouch what are you going to wear?" I asked confused.
"Suzaku think about it. If you go the entire way to the boys dormitories change and come all the way back you would miss most of our next class even if you ran full speed. I just have to go to the clubhouse grab a new uniform and have plenty of time to get to class before it begins." He explained handing me his pants and shirt.
"Thanks Lelouch you saved me again." I said looking deep into his amethyst eyes and seeing so much that he wanted to help me.
"I better get to the clubhouse then." He said softly walking away. It was just me and Lelouch's clothes now. I found it remarkable that his entire uniform fit perfect even though I was a little taller and a lot more solid then he was. I closed my eyes at the feeling of his clothes on my body and basked in the sensation the thought put in my stomach. In an instant I was running through a field of sunflowers with a ten year old Lelouch panting in my wake. An instant later I was in his young arms; face pushed deep in his chest trying to drown out the sound of summer thunder and shielding my eyes from the lightning. Then we were sitting in the middle of war ravaged Japan and I could almost feel him hug me goodbye.
"Suzaku I promise well be together again soon." He whispered sliding his thin fingers into my hair. Then he was gone and I opened my eyes seven years later. My cheeks burned with a blush and I felt immense heat gathering between my legs causing a hard bulge. I think I love Lelouch.