A/N: Ok, so I kinda forgot to establish this last chapter, but this is my very first fanfic(ever!) XD I am a noob writer, so yeeeeaaaahhh. That is all I should have to say. Ummm, I have no idea where I intend to go with this fanfic...I kinda just got hit with the lightening bolt of ideas, so I decided to take a metal rod and run with it, and that is how the first chapter was born! XD (I am currently sitting outside with said metal rod, waiting for the next storm...)
DISCLAIMER: Ok, seriously? I am not going to repeat myself by saying I don't own Code Geass each chapter... I mean really. If I owned it, I would not be sitting here writing fanfiction.
"NO!" She shrieked. "No! No, big brother! Open your eyes, please! Don't leave me!" She was shrieking and crying hysterically.
Shining crystal-like tears were streaming down her face in rushing torrents. Nunnally bowed her head, her hair rushing down from her back and shoulders to shroud her face in a silken light brown curtain.
"Just don't leave me! Anything else but that…" she said, desperation lacing every word that came out of her small, quivering lips. "Please!" she cried, burying her face in her "brother's" bloodied chest.
Suzaku was still standing atop the land barge commonly referred to as a parade float. Seeing this made Suzaku's chest tighten, the hands of guilt and remorse strangling his heart with their merciless fingers. Slowly, very slowly.
Nunnally lifted her head from Sayoko's chest, tears were still streaming down her face; no longer were they in rushing torrents, but more in the fashion of lazy rolling streams. They ceased being bright and clear, now a light rose color and gummy-like because of the crimson red blood that streaked her face. The contrast of her skin to the sanguine fluid was like rose petals scattered along the ground after a fresh snow has just fallen. Her hair was disheveled and framed her face in a perfectly imperfect light brown halo that was highlighted with blood the color of scarlet.
The sight of Nunnally in this state made Suzaku begin to tremble once more. The force of these tremors shaking him to his very core. He had never anyone so broken before, especially this girl he had believed to be so strong-willed. His breathing hitched, the air seemingly trapped in his lungs. This was when she finally looked up and acknowledged the figure looking down on her from such a high perch. She was really truly seeing him for the first time.
'Why?' she wanted to scream at him. She tried to cry out to him, but she could not locate her voice through all of her hysterics. It was impossible to get her voice out for it seemed to be lodged in her throat like a considerably and uncomfortably large lump. She did uncover something, though. She found that she, for some unknown reason to her, could not possibly be angry with this man. She discovered that she harbored no hatred in her heart towards the murderer of her beloved brother.
Her nimble and delicate fingers then proceeded to caress her "brother's" cold cheek, wishing, wishing oh so desperately and with her whole heart, that she could at least have said goodbye; wishing that she could have at least uttered these last words, "I love you," letting Lelouch know just how much she truly appreciated him.
Suzaku could not bear to watch this for much longer. 'Nunnally, if only you knew. If only you knew that it is not Lelouch who has died! It was really Sayoko! But, I guess that knowing that would not make this any easier for you. Having to deal with the fact that your friend, a person who deeply cared for you and protected you with her own life when times were rough…'
"I… I am sorry…" he whispered without even realizing it, his voice completely and utterly void of life.
And with that, he spun around on his heels, his cape fluttering and following suit in a noiseless fashion, to face the crowd that was gathering at the rear end of the monstrous float. In a split second, he had arrived at the conclusion that it was decidedly better to address the gathering multitudes of people rather than to flee this place that would forever be marked in his mind as an area of misery. He made a quick mental note to never to return to this immediate vicinity.
Suzaku's eyes flickered to the many different hued orbs that, for the most part, had their direct attention on him. Many of the faces that he could see were displaying only one emotion, complete and utter shock. Very few members of the surrounding crowd were composed enough to not have their jaws hanging open.
A new emotion, other than awe to accompany the shock, began to weave and maneuver its way into the eyes and faces of his constituents. Unidentifiable at first, it soon became crystal clear as to what this new-felt emotion was. It looked like fear, but at the same time it was respect. Then it continued to morph itself. It soon turned into acceptance and then it finally landed on appreciation.
'It is probably better that I start sooner rather than later,' he thought apprehensively to himself. He knew that he was nowhere even close to as good of an orator as Lelouch, but he was going to have to give it all that he could. 'If all else fails, I still have plan B: run like hell.'
He raised his hand towards the sky in a manner to grab attention, just like Lelouch had done when he had been Zero. It worked, kind of, so he decided to begin.
"Do not look to me as your new leader, for I promptly refuse." A look of confusion began to run through the faces of all the people standing below.
"I did not take these drastic actions for myself, or anyone else for that matter, to take the reigns and rule over this world resulting in the return to times like these. Many, including myself, have been waiting, some less patiently than others, for change to occur and a new power to take control." Clearly no one had any idea where he was going to go with this. In fact, he was even sure that most were continuing to not listen to him, for the shock of not so previous events still captured and held tightly onto their attention.
"The UFN had the right idea, but even their plans and goals were flawed. World peace is impossible." A ripple of anger ran through the crowd. He had finally gotten the attention of all the stragglers with the magic word: peace.
Someone in the crowd decided to make their own opinion clear. "Well then what the hell do you think that we should do? If world peace is impossible to achieve, as you say, then what the hell should we do!"
"Yeah! What should we do?"
"Do you expect us to just sit on our asses?!"
Suzaku was beginning to worry. 'I have definitely gotten myself into something now, haven't I? I don't even know what else I was going to say to them, and I sure didn't plan to get a reaction from them!'
"As I said before, the UFN had the right idea, but their plans were flawed. They had made plans for a world without conflict, a world where everyone would get along. They ignored the fact that there will always be conflict. No matter what occurs, someone will always be in disagreement. That is why we need to create an organization similar to that of the UFN, but with goals to prevent war and conflict between nations, at all costs."
Whispering and side conversations began to appear among members of the crowd. "What is Zero planning to do?" How is he going to pull this off?" "What is going to happen to the remaining Britannian royalty?" "Who is going to be part of this organization?" So many questions, most would go unanswered.
"All of these questions and more will be answered soon." He yelled over the crowd in a tone that suggested impatience. He gave one final look towards the crowd and then immediately proceeded to bound off the top of the float once recognized as the emperor's. Who knew what they were going to do with it now. Suzaku didn't care as long as he never saw its gore-covered largeness again.
Feet barely touching the pavement as he flew through crowds and hordes of people, most still gawking at the float where he and "Lelouch" once stood, Suzaku finally realized the full force of his actions of the past few hours.
His mind was beginning to travel through many different thoughts roaming around in his head. Wandering from his final view of Nunnally to the heated conversation he and Lelouch had had in his private chambers. 'That is what caused all of this madness! If Lelouch had not been such a fool!' Still dashing through the last of the straggling people at the edges of the main gathering, Suzaku's thoughts began to sink even deeper into this unpleasant memory-----+
Another unnececessary A/N: So, yeah. Wow. I can't believe that anyone actually read this chapter. It was REALLY boring and I am (as far as you know) sorry for that. If it had not been my own fanfic, I wouldn't have even read this chapter XD
Anyways, to the people that reviewed the first chapter: I love you. I also love reviews. So I would appreciate it greatly if you would review. They stroke my ego, and let me tell you, he loves to be stroked. (yes my ego is male and his name is Ryxcell) XD
~Andraiyel
