Fanfiction Name: Like the Sun

Genre: Romance, Friendship, Angst.

Summary: "You told me I was like the Sun. I guess it makes me your Sun then. Because, Lelouch, you were the one, every day, you are the one who makes me shine."

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass.

Warning: AU, slight shounen-ai, character dead, OOC.

Pairing: Suzaku x Lelouch

A/N: I first planned it out as a one-shot, but, for some very embarrassing reason, I had to cut it into two parts, and posted it as a two-shot as you can see. I'm really sorry about the incident! But, please enjoy reading anyway. And review too! Let me know what you think. Thank you very much! I'll finish this one as soon as possible, promise!

~X~

Like the Sun

Green eyes darted around, curiously studying his surroundings.

The garden was impossibly huge, and gorgeous; with all kind of vegetation, varying from the thick carpet of green grass, to the impressive wall of shrubberies, to the old, giant trees that over-shaded a large area, and lots of lovely flowers in full bloom scattering around, highlighting the picture with their lovely colors. "Huh…who in their right mind would spend so much money just for a back garden I wonder. This place even beats father's prideful garden!" The young boy wordlessly marveled, observing the beautiful scenery. "Then again, it's a Britannia Lord's property…" He trailed off in his thoughts, and with a 'hm' he ended his wondering job to focus on the matter at hand. "Now where may it be? I thought it hit one of those trees…"

He turned a bush, careful not to make a sound, trying to retrieve his lost ball as soon as possible before anyone caught his trespassing; and unexpectedly came face to face with the most breathtaking scene he had ever had the honor to laid eyes upon.

In the middle of the garden, under the gentle curtain made of racemes of wisteria, sat a lone little angel. Hands holding an open book on his lap, but violet eyes were gazing at the eternal blue sky unseeingly; beautiful face sported a touch of longing as if yearning for his heaven. Occasionally, the wind would blow by to playfully stroke those silky dark locks, as though wanting to somehow comfort the lost angel. It was so wonderful, so ethereal that the boy could not contain a small surprised gasp, carelessly alerted the angel.

In a flash, royal amethysts stared in shock at the young intruder, mouth slightly agape; his book fell off to the ground with a small 'thug'. He shakily pulled himself up, using the sturdy trunk to support his fragile frame, and slowly took a step back. The angel was going to fly away!

"Wait angel! Please don't fly away!" The boy desperately called out, rushed forward and took hold of the angel's petite hand, cutting off his only escape route. Wow, his skin was so smooth to touch!

The trapped angel fearfully struggled, trying his best to free himself from the dead grip but to no avail. After a full minute or so of useless fighting, the angel stilled, seemingly given up. He sighed, then carefully looked at the stranger; with a small, frightened voice, he asked, "Wh-who are you?"

The boy grinned brightly, pleased that the angel had finally talked to him, but still maintained his hold nonetheless. He wouldn't want to lose his angel, now would he? He cleared his throat, and with a childish yet confident tone, he answered the other's question, "I am Kururugi Suzaku, angel." He casted another broad, blinding smile at the angel, forest green eyes shining so brilliantly in the sunlight. "And I'm twelve years old!" He proudly added, head held high, and puffed out his chest a little in finish of his speech.

The angel just stared wordlessly at Suzaku; so many emotions were battling in the depth of amethyst gems, before his face settled with an amused expression. With a calmer voice, he curiously asked, "And what, pray tell, is a little boy like yourself doing in my garden?"

Suzaku stared blankly at his angel for a second, then he answer nonchalantly, "I was playing with my friend just now and the ball accidentally flied in here…" but as if remember something, his brows furrowed, "And I'm not a little boy! See, you're not older than me!" He huffed, his large innocent eyes glared unthreateningly at the angel, trying to emphasize the point.

The other merely laughed, so soft and light and melodic a sound that Suzaku's face turned pink immediately just hearing it. He pouted cutely, round cheeks slightly puffed out, "Wh-what so funny!"

"No, I'm sorry," the angel said, still happily giggling, "just, you're really cute pulling that face, Suzaku." He commented smoothly, tilting his head to the side, a small smile gracing his rosy lips.

Again Suzaku blushed. The angel just called him cute! God was he so embarrassed now! "I'm not cute! Only you angel is cute!"

Said angel arched an elegant brow, looking at Suzaku intently, then asked, again with that curious tone of his "So can you tell me, why you keep calling me an angel then?"

"Because you are an angel! You came here from heaven right?" Suzaku answered, looking at the other weirdly, but he then frowned, and his face suddenly turned suspicious, "Don't tell me you're not."

The angel chuckled, but shook his head no. "Sorry Suzaku, but I really am not." He took a deep breath before continued matter-of-factly, "See, I don't have wings." He turned his upper body a little for the other to see his point. But when his gaze returned on Suzaku, the light-hearted air around them till that moment abruptly changed, and the later could spot a sudden wave of sorrow plaguing those beautiful violet depths. However, it was the other's unpredicted words that did break his heart, "Otherwise, Suzaku…I would fly away from this lonely place." He remarked softly, then averted his gaze again to look at the sky.

Suzaku was seriously confused by then, he just vaguely understood what the other meant. Was the angel trapped here or what? He seemed so sad just now…Remembering what his master always taught him to do in this kind of situation, he slowly closed his eyes, took a long, deep breath, before opened them again, determination shone in emerald green eyes. If the angel was sad, then he would just have to cheer him up right? Right.

Suzaku stretched a cheeky grin, eyes glimmered joyfully, "Whatever you say, eh…" He scratched the back of his head, looking sheepishly at the not-an-angel-anymore, "What's your name again?"

The other didn't answered at first, studying the strange boy carefully, then he shook his head again, a hint of amusement obviously laced his velvety voice, "My name's Lelouch, Lelouch vi Britannia."

"Whatever you say, Lelouch!" Suzaku repeated, grinning from ear to ear; then he blushed lightly in embarrassment at his next request. "So…do you think you want to help me finding my lost ball?"

"Why of course Suzaku…but first," Lelouch paused mid-sentence, gazing at Suzaku's green eyes, and smiled slyly, "please release my hand."

~X~

Suzaku skipped happily along the great stone wall that separated him and his newfound best friend. He would just need to climb that big tree meters ahead, then he would see Lelouch again. Over the past few weeks, they had repeated the same process every day, with him sneaking in, meeting the other boy, talking about his everyday life, laughing over silly matters, playing chess (he would always lose no matter what, damn it!), then sneaking out. And it was always so fun to be with the other boy. He was such a genius, Suzaku had recently found out, possessing a great mind for strategies and politic (The boy had assumed so, since 'strategies' and 'politic' were the two words that were repeated the most in those overly complicated books the other seemed to always enjoy so much!) even though he was only six months older than Suzaku. Lelouch also had a weird sense of humor, as he seemed always so amused at the boy's every reaction. But above all, he was really an angel as Suzaku had first suspected. He was just unbelievably gentle, and kind, and always smiled so warmly at Suzaku each time their eyes made contact. Wow, Suzaku cheered to himself, he was going to meet his amazing Lelouch now.

"Lulu!" Spotting his angel under the same wisteria tree, Suzaku merrily called, bouncing to his awaiting friend. Lelouch tore his attention away from his book, and instantly smiled at the sight of his carefree friend. He lightly patted the empty space next to him, signaling for the boy to come sit.

"So, anything specific you want to do today?" Lelouch asked, tilted his head a little, trying to clear his vision from the long raven bangs, his lips curled up forming a faint smile.

Jumping to his rightful seat with a small 'puff', Suzaku stared at Lelouch blankly, then he blinked, then he sighed, finally he shook his head in defeat, "I dunno." He answered quietly, feeling a bit ashamed for not being able to think of anything. But then his face instantly lit up like a Christmas tree, "Hey how about just talking about you Lulu? We have known for quite a while and you're still very much a mysterious case to me!"

"Me? But there's nothing to tell." Lelouch wondered, bewilderment clear in his voice, "And I assure you my life is absolutely boring to hear." He added as an afterthought.

"Come on Lulu, you know as well as I do that it's a lie." Suzaku patted his friend's small back good-naturedly, knocking the wind out of the other. "Oh sorry!" He hurriedly apologized, noticing his dear friend's uneasiness.

Lelouch just stayed silent. He seemed oddly hesitant for no reason, and that irked Suzaku's curiosity to no end. Smirking in his head, the boy pulled his (in)famous kicked-puppy-face, and summoning his sweetest tone he ever possessed, he pleaded, "Lulu, we are not going to keep secret from each other, ne?"

Lelouch sighed, "So, what do you want to know?"

"Anything! And everything!" Suzaku stated cheerfully, his trademark grin again adorning his face.

"Hm…say," Lelouch began slowly, carefully choosing his words, "do you believe me if I am to say I have never once…taken a single step out of these walls?" He looked at the other in the eyes, as if searching for something, "Do you Suzaku?"

"What? But why!" The boy protested stubbornly, sounding so confused and astonished at the same time at the shocking revelation.

"Because," The more mature boy contemplated, then sighed again, tired, "because I am sick, Suzaku."

~X~

TBC~