:::Rotten Roses:::
Chapter Two-"The Stem"
This story contains Necrophilia.
-Are you afraid yet?
This story will might contain Cannibalism?
-Are you scared yet?
I am. For you.
~Skiperella
"Lelouch" Suzaku whispered, as violet orbs turned towards the male dressed in the un-masked, zero costume, not moving an inch.
'He's looking at me….but he isn't breathing' Suzaku thought, as he started down at the sickly looking creature's chest, observing the way his rib-showing chest never heaved up or down.
"Ugmm" mumbled Lelouch through his closed lips. The eleven, startled, looked at the raven's eyes at they stared above to the bloody roses surrounding him.
Does he need those to live?
Suzaku picked up one of the soaking flowers and placed it next to Lelouch's fingers, as the same process of awaking the red vein occurred, but stopped at his mouth. The eleven raised his eyebrows at the immediate gibberish Lelouch began to say in what seemed a foreign language.
He leaned down so that his tanned ear was a few centimeters away from the raven's cracking lips.
"Ba..ka" said the male in a hushed tone, as Suzaku chuckled lightly at the name.
"You haven't changed a bit, Lelouch" the new zero said with smile, looking back down at the surrounding roses. He picked up 6 in his hands, staining his gloves a dark red as he placed them in Lelouch's bloody palms.
At this, the veins in Lelouch's frame lit up with delight as they turned from a red to a purple, mostly brighter in his hands, neck, and face. After a few seconds, Lelouch began to lift up his head on his own, looking at Suzaku with a cold glare.
"Why did you revive me?" he asked, as if not knowing the obvious answer.
"Lulu" Suzaku said in quietly manner, ignoring the question, as he pushed the dripping roses off the now, stained bed, and sat down next to the nude raven that hadn't moved except his head.
Suzaku's smile crept off his face as he now scanned over the raven's body in detail. He had seen Lelouch's natural self before, but this site was not normal.
The brittan's face seemed cold, as his dark, over and under eye lids were still the same purplish-color of death as they had been when he was stabbed just a day ago. His collarbone, shoulder plates, and apple bobber showed out of his skin like a fresh brand, as for his legs and arms were basically like skin and bones, barley even there.
And his torso was the worst of it all.
The raven's breast and ribs bones seamed to be the only thing under that layer of skin which should be concealing at least some body fat (if there were any). Stitches seamed to be pulling together the torn skin of the gash where Suzaku's sword had pierced through.
In conclusion, Lelouch was basically the perfect example of severe anorexia.
"Why do you like a skeleton?" Suzaku mumbled in realization.
"Never seen a lich before, solider?" chuckled Lelouch, as the eleven was not laughing at the tease.
Lelouch sighed, as he closed his eyes to not gaze at the eleven any longer who was starring down at him, with a saddened expression that broke the raven's already dead heart.
"Well when planning your own permanent end, you kind of loose your appetite"
"You starved yourself?"
"I just didn't have a feel for eating…why would it matter anyways?"
"Because this….you…look disgusting!" he screamed, as Lelouch closed his darkened eyelids, and turned his head facing the other way of the sitting eleven. Suzaku felt a bit of regret for causing Lelouch to get upset, but it was true. Even though somehow his beauty never faded off his dying body he looked….malnourished.
"I apologize" he whispered in a desperate attempt to receive the raven's gaze, or even glare. Lelouch looked back to him with a doleful expression never leaving his skeletal features.
"It's alright" the raven responded, before the only beating heart in the room skipped a beat at the sound of a knock from his chamber door.
Who could be knocking at this hour?
Suzaku rose up from his spot on the bed, as a freezing hand touched his own warm one. The eleven shivered at the touch, and gazed down as he saw a worrying face on the other's, as he reached down and pulled a white blanket over Lelouch to cover his entire existence.
"You're familiar with this, aren't you?" he joked with a sad smile.
"Stay put, I'll be right back" the brunette commanded, as Lelouch gave him a glare that could not be seen.
"Kinda can't move even If I wanted to" Lelouch murmured, muffled by the sheet. Suzaku walked over to the front entrance and opened the door to a green-haired woman, dressed in nothing but a white slip nightgown.
"Are you enjoying your end of the deal?" C.C asked, as she stepped inside the room. Suzaku closed the door behind her, and walked behind her as she stood in front of the bloody bed.
"And hello, Lelouch" she said.
"Witch" he replied in acknowledgement, still hidden under the sheets.
"Wait…how did you know he was still in the room?" Suzaku asked.
"It's not that hard to tell from the smell…"
Now that she mentioned it, the eleven began to sniff the air as his nostril cavities began to pick up on the disgusting smell of a rotting corpse. How had he not noticed? Maybe he was just too infacutrated with the foreign roses and lich in his bedroom to notice.
"Let me see him" she asked the eleven, he walked over to the bed and pulled the sheet of Lelouch so that it was uncovering only above his waist.
"Why can't he move anything else but his head?" Suzaku asked, combing one of the black bangs out of Lelouch's face, gently. She began to cross her arms as she scanned the male from head to naval.
"Suzaku, did you actually think I could bring someone entirely back? It's only his soul that's posed over his own dead body….that's why you don't find him breathing or an pulse if you have even checked for that…I'm surprised he can even move his neck at all- It only works for your eyes, ears, and mouth…well in the past it only has-".
"-And his fingers!" Suzaku interrupted, pointing to the teen's digits.
"He can move his fingers a bit" he said in a voice an octave lower, as C.C nodded in agreement.
"So he's basically like a zombie?" he referenced, as C.C bobbed her head once more. Even though it was a very childish thing to do, Suzaku combed his hair back, wondering if the raven was going to eat his brain like those stereotypes in the movies he had watched.
C.C chuckled lightly as she comprehended what the male was doing. "He supplies on his own blood, you know".
Suzaku blushed at this, as reassurance passed through him. He now gazed over the blood clumps of flowers and petals around the outskirt walls of his room.
"How many flowers will he need to survive?" he asked, now counting the hundreds of flowers scattered around him.
"A good five or six and hour will keep up his strength, but you should not let him have any more than that…the results could be devastating" she said in almost a command like tone.
The eleven began counting up the numbers of flowers Lelouch would need each hour, and the number of the flowers that were there. He gasped as he realized how much time he would have with the male. He was about to speak, but the green-haired witch had seemed to have disappeared from the room.
This isn't what I asked for...
Suzaku leered at the raven's emotionless face, as violet eyes stared back at him. The eleven began taking off his zero costume that he was still wearing, until he was stripped into a pair of white boxers.
If there was actually real blood flowing through the raven's body, he would have blushed at the sight. He had never seen Suzaku indecent before. (Even when they were dating secretly before).
Suzaku got on all fours, hovering over the motionless raven, and closed the distance between them as his lips twined with the other. Lelouch responded shyly to the gentle kiss, before in a flash, the eleven moved off the brit and got under the covers next to the dead corpse.
Lelouch turned his head, as his expressions showed the nature of true confusion.
Suzaku began to place a pillow under Lelouch's head and his own, before closing his tanned eyelids.
"Lelouch….what's death like?" the eleven asked in a deliourous tone, as sleep started to overcome him. He pulled the freezing lich of the brit close to him as the raven could feel the 98.6 degrees of all Suzaku.
"It's like birth" he muttered into the soft, tanned skin that was which his love.
"Why do you ask?" Lelouch wondered.
Suzaku made a grin that the other creature could not see and answered slowly in a trance like voice, before he was overcome with slumber.
"Cause I swear that I'm dying, slowly, but its happening….and It kinda feels nice"
I shall not be updating for a while until I can receive more reviews for this story. But I just wished to upload a chapter with Lelouch and Suzaku finally interacting.
Review. You know you want to.
~Chow~