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A/N: Green Forest, you've given me a lovely idea...
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"fight back the impulse turn my head and close my eyes
spending these nights awake and cold and paralyzed.."
It wasn't long before Lelouch was thrown onto the concrete floor once again of his familiar cell (maybe the cells all looked alike) and atleast wasn't restrained. He stared at the hole in the wall that seemed to taunt at him possible freedom of this hellhole but he made no move to survey his surroundings. Instead he curled into himself and stared at the plain wall until his eyes hurt. It wasn't long until the food hole opened and a piece of stale bread and cheese was thrown at Lelouch, hitting him hard enough to wind him. The hard bread hadn't landed far from him and he slowly stretched his arm to grasp the piece of bread, once he had it he banged it on the floor with a noticable clatter. Groaning quietly he ignored the slightly green cheese and threw the bread at the wall. He wasn't hungry anyway, his mind still swirled as he glanced down at his new tattoo. His brand. suddenly the door swung open and a familiar figure stood in the middle.
"Sir, are you sure you should be in there? He could kill you!" A soldier asked, concerned.
"It is alright, if he tries anything I will alert you." Suzaku reassurred. The guard nodded and left, casting a look over his shoulder to Suzaku.
"Are you alright, Lelouch?" Suzaku asked. Lelouch turned his head in reply. "Why do you care?"
Suzaku sighed, knowing this was the ultimate outcome of his visit, still he pressed on.
"They threw you pretty hard, so have you eaten?" No response.
"Er, well nevermind that... I'm sorry?" Evil Glare. "You should be."
"Okay, well then..." An awkward silence insued until the door was opened and a new prisoner was slammed into the ground. He had light brown hair and purple pinkish eyes, he looked up in faux fright, but Lelouch knew better. This kid was looking for a way out and fast. He surveyed Suzaku and Lelouch just for a moment and crawled within himself and started to rock back and forth, still Lelouch knew this as a lie.
"It seems I should go." Suzaku said and turned back. "You should." The boy agreed, his real self peeking out for a second. Suzaku turned around.
"What?" He asked as if he didn't hear.
"I just agreed with you Knight." The boy said and began to rock back and forth again. Suzaku soon left the two boys alone, Lelouch looked curiously to his new cellmate.
"What is your name?"
"Rolo."
"Your last name?"
"That's all you need to know. Yours?" Rolo asked boredly. Lelouch didn't know how to react to Rolo, it was like he was just waiting for something or someone to break him out. Also, he was so young, why is he in a place like this?
"Lelouch."
"Britainnia? Hmph."
"It's Lamperouge."
"Thought so..."
"What does that mean?" Lelouch demanded. Rolo shrugged. Just shrugged. As if he didn't care that he shared a cell with exiled royalty.
"Nothing, it's just I would change my name too if I was related to...That." Despite himself Lelouch smiled at the youth.
"And what does 'that' mean?" He asked, tips of his lips threatening to smile again. Rolo shrugged again, uncaring if he alienated Lelouch. Besides, what could Lelouch do?
"I find them pompous, arrogant, and lack for better words, pricks." Rolo said.
"Is it because they put you in here?" Lelouch asked. Rolo shook his head.
"No," he drawled,"I use to work for them and knew first hand how finicky the royals can be."
"What did you do?"
"That's classified."
"..."
"Why the silence?" Rolo asked.
"You. Are. Unbelievable." Lelouch replied.
"Aren't you the one named Zero?"
"Correct."
"..."
"Aren't you going to ask questions or something?" Lelouch asked uneasy by the stare the youth aimed at him.
"No, I know enough about you already." He answered.
"Enough to say that you are unbelievable."
"Is that a compliment?" Lelouch asked.
"Since we are both unbelievable, I suppose it was." Rolo smiled now and it was like a disease, Lelouch found himself smiling as well.
.:TWO MONTHS:.
It had been exactly sixty days since Lelouch had last seen Suzaku and quite frankly his heart ached from the strain. Ever since Rolo came along, however, things seemed to have changed inside of Lelouch, he found the boy to be a great form of company on the lonliest of nights, especially Lelouch's and Suzaku's anniversary of the day they became friends. That had been extremely painful and he couldn't hide the tears from Rolo who looked away to give Lelouch some form of privacy, and Lelouch was grateful for that. No matter how much Rolo pushed at Lelouch's buttons and grated on his nerves at the end of the day they became friends once more. They were very close, like brothers in Lelouch's eyes.
"Rolo?" said youth looked up curiously.
"You don't have a last name do you?" Lelouch asked quietly. Looking down Rolo shook his head and despite himself, sniffed.
"I never knew my parents, so my name is just Rolo."
"Would you like to have my last name?"
"Britiannia? No way!" He said quickly. Lelouch just laughed.
"No, I meant Lamperouge. We can be brothers, since we are both bastards, aren't we?" Lelouch said, smiling. Rolo smiled.
"Sure! I like the name Lamperouge too! It sounds really french-like!" Rolo agreed. Lelouch stuck out his hand closest to his heart.
"Brothers?" He asked.
"Brothers!" Rolo agreed happily.
AN: I'M SOOOO SOORRYY! It's so short it irks me but I thought it would be a great stopping place! I admit I didn't think of putting Rolo in my story until like a day ago... I fell in love with Rolo and I cried so hard when he died. I'm pathetic. Anyway I cried even more when I found out his voice actor is like 42 years old. T.T
P.S. Has anyone heard of Bad Religion?
