A/N: I can't believe how fast this fic picked up right after I posted it in . Likewise, I really appreciate you guys for reading and commenting it. Who knew a lot of other people actually supported the whole Lelouch x Kallen ordeal.
Back on track, I'll try to make the general plot of this story to be as canonically correct as possible (because we all know that the series is still ongoing) while at the same time, setting up as few connections to the series' main plot.
One of my main problems in story-telling in the past is my insensible habit of omitting secondary characters in the series I'm fan doming from. I'll try my best to include a couple of characters from Code Geass here and there while of course, still focusing the spotlight on Lelouch and Kallen.
And if you've just skipped all of that random gibberish above me, I don't know mind, just keep reading the chapter
Chapter 2
Valley of Lost Souls
"What?"
"What do you mean you're not going to assume the throne?" questioned Taizo Kirihara.
"I already said that I won't. Don't make me repeat myself a third time." Lelouch replied coldly.
The two were standing peacefully over the numerous graves surrounding the Kururugi burial ground. Numerous greens surrounded them both while the trees were flustered by the autumn wind, bringing down countless leaves.
Lelouch's young slender figure contrasted to Kirihara, who was justified to his wheel chair in his old age. He decided to accompany the young Britannian here in the endless interim of the dearly departed. They were standing over the gravestone of an unnamed Japanese soldier lost to the war, discussing matters on what would befall the newly instated Japan.
On his hands, Lelouch had a bouquet of flowers, but it wasn't for this particular burial it seems.
"I don't understand, my boy."
"The entire country of Japan is in your favor. Literally eating out of your hand. They adore you and await for only you to govern this island nation to the future!" The old man said vigorously.
Lelouch simply sighed to his reply.
"It isn't that, Kirihara. It doesn't matter if they are with me or against me. I am a Britannian. A prince of the Empire nonetheless. To estate me as their king would only take this country back into the same road we have worked so hard to break away from." Lelouch explained.
"But you are different from your father. You know that."
"And unlike my father, I shall deviate myself from the whim of power that has corrupted my family for generations."
"I see…so there is nothing I can say that can change your mind?" The wheelchair bound council man of the Kyoto House asked one last time.
"Pay my regards to whoever takes up as Japan's new leader." The Britannian ended the discussion stoically. This wasn't the first time he was approached with this offer. After all, he was labeled a savior as the infamous Zero. The man whose rebellion renamed the pitiful Area 11 back to it's rightful and noble stature.
"I'll see you, my boy." Kirihara bid farewell, seeing the young man walk away into the Autumn scenery. Leaving him be, a content look in his eyes. Deep down, he was proud of the lad. More so that he knew.
Lelouch walked through the rest of the graveyard on his own. The only sound within a hundred foot mark was the footsteps made by his shoes and rustling of the heavy winds against the tree branches. It felt like he was wandering aimlessly through the Imperial palace again… alone, sad, and restless.
He traversed up marble steps, climbing up the shallow hill to a terrace not far. There, more gravestones stood as far as the eye can see.
Walking up to a couple of few in particular, the lone prince stopped in front of three marble slabs protruding from the bright green grass. His eye sorrowfully looked over these burials. And in a kind gesture, he brought down his bouquet to these three.
It was quiet now. Even the wind had stopped altogether, refusing to blow through his reddish brown jacket. It slopped pitifully as it rested over his black sleeveless shirt.
"I'm sorry…" Lelouch muttered two solemn words to the three graves.
NUNALLY VI BRITANNIA
EUPHEMIA LI BRITANNIA
And SUZAKU KURURUGI
His breathing stopped, and he soon found himself losing to his thoughts.
These people,
These three people now that stand before me in utter silence.
They died,
They paid with there very lives,
Just for what?
To repay for my crimes…
My sins,
My mistakes.
It should've been my name lying there.
War torn, broken, covered in countless thorns.
Lelouch Lamperouge,
Lelouch Vi Britannia,
Zero,
It doesn't matter to me which wretched name they mark there.
As long as it's not their's.
...
Nonetheless, it's too late now…
All my love ones will be remember as heroes of this nation.
While I will be forgotten…
A deserving end…
For someone like me.
A murderer.
"I'm truly sorry…" Lelouch repeated. He closed his eyes to stop a single tear from shedding. The likes of him don't have the right to feel emotions, he told himself. The drop dried out shortly, his eyes opening to reveal the same coldness. It was all that ever was, and from now on, all that ever will be.
His head rambled of how much he wanted to take everything back, just to have them again. But he knew it was to no avail. No matter how much he plead, curse, or dictate. Nothing he could ever do could ever bring them back. Even the mighty power of Geass, at it's peak, cannot bend the will of Life and Death.
Geass… this is where it all begin, isn't it?
Lelouch's eyes glowed a familiar violet and the blood red symbol of Geass formed shortly afterwards. It's been nearly a year since he received it from the enigmatic C.C., and despite it's limits from before, he had somehow been able to grow and more powerful with each use of it. Breaking through those limits and literally controlling Geass to his will.
No longer is he hindered by single limit commands, lingering moments of free will, or inability to see through to his target's eyes.
The power of the King has been of critical importance to his victory.
And to that end, it has also been the scarred reason why he was here right now. Standing in front of the graves of his loved ones.
After C.C.'s tragic death, he thought that the power would slowly fade away. But it was still there now. A symbol of his damnation.
I almost forgot...
C.C…
He remembered her as she was. An enigmatic girl who he cherished beyond that of a simple accomplice. She was more than a partner-in-crime, more than a contract maker to him. Without question, she stood by his side until the very end. He managed to complete his contract with her. Overcoming the nature of Geass. A dream she didn't believe any mere human could accomplish. He remembered how she was very grateful for it that day. She smiled like she never smiled before. And then she was taken away…
Like all the others…
With her blood all that's left,
Stained in my hands…
A normal person would've been driven to insanity at this point. With that much guilt, burden, and hatred of one's self coursing through their very soul. But Lelouch stood remained emotionless here in this valley of lost souls.
This was the symbol of his dark victory.
"Lelouch?"
A whisper then pierced through the windward silence. The lone High School student in the middle of the cemetery was waken from his trance-like state the moment he heard a soft voice from behind him.
"Lelouch?" The voice called to him again. He turned to see who it was, and a familiar face greeted him.
"What are you doing here, Kallen?" Lelouch asked, a bit surprised to see her.
"Probably the same reason you're here too." She replied sympathetically, revealing to him that she too carried flowers to the occasion.
The wind blew against the leaves once more, making them dance in the autumn scene.
End of Chapter 2
A/N: Now wasn't that a long and painful chapter, eh? I know you guys are probably hating me right now because: One, I took so long to make an update to this story. (Which by the way, I'm also due somewhere here in another fic of mine.)
And Two, because I totally killed the moment you guys have all been waiting for by severing you all with a totally awesome Code Geass-fashion cliffhanger.
I was quite in the experimental mood when I was actually writing this. I was trying to evoke a lot of emotions through my choice of words.
Tell me how I did in a review, ok? I want to hear what you guys have to say.
And I'll see you all in Chapter 3... I hope.
Peace out.