Warning: This story WILL contain YAOI, as in Male on Male relationships as well as sexual relations. If you don't like it, DON'T READ.

Pairing: SuzaLulu

Rating: T for swearing and angst. May change later, depending on some decisions I've yet to make.

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass or its characters, I just like to make them do my (evil) bidding. x3

BOLD indicates emphasis in most cases. In the case of Suzaku screaming, it's there for just that reason. To indicate his scream. xD

Move 01: Zero

And here he was in this memory again, the body of his target slumped against him like each time before. He could hardly breathe through the mask and the layers upon layers of clothing as it was, and the tears now pouring out of his eyes weren't helping any. He'd been here many times before; it was still a near nightly dream. Only it had actually happened, so he preferred to call it a memory, regardless of how hard that particular pill was to swallow.

Next would come the slight stirring as the dying victim leaned back and got his last look. That smile... he'd never forget that smile as long as he lived. He'd never seen the other smile that way for anyone else. That had been HIS smile. "S...z...u…" He could hear it, the slowing of the boy's breathing, the gradual stopping of his heart. But still he tried to speak, even through the pain he knew was piercing his whole body. "I..."

His hold tightened on the other, as if he were trying to squeeze the pain away. "Shh… everything's okay. You can finally rest now." He could barely contain the urge to throw off the mask and scream, try to save the boy... there had to have been another way... "Su... Su...za...ku... d-don't... cry..." A pang went through his heart every time it got to this point, as he knew it wouldn't be much longer. "I… I... l-lo...ve... y-you..." Then came the light gasp. "Lelouch..." He choked on his tears. No matter how many times he heard it, it always shocked him. And he always whispered "I know," his voice lost in the crowd's cheer.

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Suzaku Kururugi woke with a slight whimper. He'd been having that same dream ever since he, in the guise of Zero, had killed the new Emperor. Lelouch vi Brittania, his lifelong friend, his sworn brother... hell, he would even go so far as to say he had been his lover, although they'd never really had a chance to get there.

He ruffled his messy brown curls and held his hand there over his face. He'd been so consumed by his hatred for Lelouch for so long... he'd become a different person then. He was driven by the desire to get revenge for Euphemia's untimely death, so blindly raging through that time that he never noticed...

The boy let his hand drop, deciding to just lay there and stare at the ceiling. After Lelouch had died, as per his request, he'd assumed the role of Zero. It actually wasn't half as bad as he'd originally expected. And he was able to move more freely as Zero than Lelouch had ever been, now that Nunnally was Empress. And the world was at peace, finally... he couldn't help but smile at that. "This is what you wanted, huh, Lelouch?"

That had been his goal all along; he'd confessed it to Suzaku during his last few days. A world where Nunnally could live in peace, and if it could happen, that all its people would be happy alongside her. Suzaku gripped a fistful of his shirt over his heart. But Lelouch had never said anything about THAT, not until the very end...

If he had known... If he had known, then... He let the thought trail off. He'd visit the grave and talk to Lelouch later. It always seemed to help him. Even when he was on all fours in front of the headstone in the pouring rain, hysterical and screaming... "I... I LOVED YOU TOO... YOU SELFISH BASTARD!" He always cried so much when he visited, always knowing that no amount could ever bring Lelouch back. But he came back every time, like clockwork.

A sharp knock on the door took him from his thoughts. "Zero?" came the voice that accompanied it. Suzaku hurried to pull the disguise on, and preparing to put on that dignified, holier-than-thou attitude that Lelouch had taught him to mastery, he opened the door. There stood Kallen Kozuki, looking as if she had just seen a ghost. "U-Um... Zero-sama..." He nodded his head slightly, indicating that she should continue.

"T-The rest of the Knights... wanted to go out... to celebrate the... um, you know... the occasion today." She took a deep breath. "And... they sent me here to ask if you would like to come along?" He thought about saying no for a moment, he honestly did. But, knowing that it wouldn't be Zero-like... "Very well." He replied mechanically, the mask system obscuring his voice. "Then, if you would please excuse me." Another nod, and she hurried off. He couldn't help but scowl. Barbarians and traitors, all of them. Celebrating such a thing. But then, at least Kallen had tried to look upset, even if it weren't genuine.

Lately he had been wondering if Kallen had figured out exactly who it was that had taken up the role of Zero. She had been acting strangely. He knew she had loved Zero, back when it was Lelouch behind the mask. Whether she still did after everything... well, he didn't really know.

But he was sure a part of her wanted to believe that the person standing before her was still HER Zero, that the person killed was a fake Lelouch. And he would never tell her any differently, if that was what she thought. For all intents and purposes, Suzaku Kururugi was dead, and buried under a headstone; which, ironically, was placed right next to where Lelouch's was to be placed.

But regardless, he found it slightly comforting. When he finally did go, it wouldn't matter who had been Zero. He'd be laid to rest next to Lelouch, which was the best thing he could ask for at this point. Of course, no one ever knew this. Lelouch's grave was unmarked, and he knew that there were those out there looking for it, just for the purpose of desecrating it. And that was something that Suzaku just would not stand for. If anyone ever touched Lelouch's grave... even made ill mention of him, Suzaku would kill them.

And he would like to avoid doing so, if he could, as the world was just recovering from The Black Rebellion and all of the subsequent events that occurred. Even if he was Zero now, the very symbol of disruption, he didn't want to be the one responsible for plunging it back into chaos. He retreated back into the room and threw that accursed helmet onto the chair, sitting heavily back onto his bed. Yes, he'd go visit Lelouch. And soon.

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I always appreciate any kind of feedback. If there's a better word than Move, I couldn't think of it. I wanted something that was like the canon ones, Stage and Turn. And when I thought about it, the only thing that came up was Move. Yanno, with the whole chess game theme CG had. xD

-Beta'd by the ever lovely UKELICIOUS~ Thanks hun. x3