the exchange student
once upon a time,
there was a half-japanese redhead,
and a handsome prince..
x
"..Kallen, let go of my arm, please."
"...I don't want to."
"..I had no idea you felt that way--Ow! Stop stepping on my foot!"
"I can't! It gives me closure."
"...Now are you ready?"
"Wait, I need to think if I'm ready or not."
"...Screw this, I'm opening the door."
He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of his new friend practically falling out the door, looking flustered and very out of place, not unlike the first day he met him. Holding a huge map and the most pathetic look on his face, he couldn't help but laugh a little bit as his helplessness.
His eyes traveled to him, who waved at the class with a strained smile.
"H-hey..my best friend came to see how Britannian life was like." For a minute, the boy almost thought he heard a snort somewhere.
"Please be kind to her, " Suzaku said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head as he stepped forward a little.
"Well, come on Kallen, " He said brightly, turning to beam a smile at a figure they had yet to see.
He had to strain to hear, but he heard a small feminine whimper come from the brunette's back.
"Don't be shy, " He said coaxingly, prying the little hands off his stomach and guiding what followed. She could have been saying a million words, but all he was watching was the way her hands trembled against her sides and how she kept turning to stare helplessly at Suzaku, mouthing something he couldn't catch.
That and she had the biggest blue eyes he had ever seen. And he couldn't recall Japanese ever having hair as bright, bright red as hers, which was windswept around her face, the little ponytail dangling over one shoulder.
She wore a white oxford and a little red-ribbon was tied around the collar, her feet were covered in brown flats and she had a little black pleated skirt that seemed like it would fall off of her. Her hands were trembling and she glared at them as if reproaching them, and placed them behind her back; facing the class with a shaky smile.
"...Uh, h-hi...",She stammered, her accent clearly the same as Suzaku's. Her wide blue eyes glanced warily from left to right, and he didn't know why but when they caught his if only for a moment, he felt a jolt. She blushed and stared at the ground for one, two, three counts, before bowing slowly.
When she came up, there was no afraid little girl in those blue eyes.
"My name is Kallen Kozuki."
Oh crap.
First reaction and thought in her mind. She knew it was bad when he opened the door, and she knew it could only get worse when her moron of a best friend began talking. He would probably humiliate her to the third degree. He'd start with her 'brute-strength that belied her midget body' or he might talk about her strange obsession with the sci-fi channels.
He might tell them about how when she was five she challenged a group of boys to a fist-fight...--
A weak whimper escaped her lips, the redhead burying her head deeper into the black fabric of his uniform. She wrapped her hands tighter around his stomach, her toes cringing on end as they curved into a triangle on the ground.
"Don't be shy, " He whispered to her comfortingly, and she almost yelped as she felt his large hands close around hers, gently pulling on her. Resist, Kallen, fight the power fight the power--oh shi--let go let go let--
And suddenly she was standing in front of thirty students.
I'm going to die, She thought wildly. They're going to run after me and throw chopsticks at me, and oh God I bet every single guy in here is a drag-queen...oh shit, please Suzaku take me back to Kyoto...!
Her hands began to tremble, her wide eyes traveling to their movements with a frown. Stop moving, she almost mouthed, placing them behind her back in an albeit modest manner, (as if Kallen was any type of modesty, Suzaku would clearly deny.) looking at the class once more with her heart hammering in her chest.
They were all wearing the fanciest uniforms she had ever seen.
Is this a private school? I doubt Okaa-san could EVER afford this, She mused, her eyes honing on a girl's uniform, looking at the short green skirt, the cream, over-coat like vest and the bright green tie, the gold symbol she assumed to be the emblem straight in the center of it.
As her eyes wandered , she met a girl's wide honey-colored eyes. She had bright orange hair and she looked friendly enough. She offered Kallen a warm smile, that made the redhead's cheeks flush, gaze immediately doing another half-circle around the students.
Boys uniforms, is it just me, or do the girl's seem to be a bit...bare? Much rather wear the boy's uniform, She thought sourly, her gaze headed towards Suzaku, but she heard a deep chuckle to her left..
..
..
A boy was staring more intently at her than the others.
He had a pale face, and he looked pretty scrawny, in her opinion. She immediately thought that she could beat him with no trouble at all. That confidence aside, he had black hair, most of it falling around his face and sloping to the nape of his neck.
As their eyes met, Kallen concluded two things:
One, she had never seen eyes that were purple before.
Two, they widened a bit when she met them.
Three: (She added another one): He wasn't looking away. She tried to look somewhat unperturbed, and that only seemed to baffle him more. ...It kind offreaked her out.
Averting her eyes, she stared at her feet, her cheeks flaming and her heart thudding in her throat. She looked up briefly, then bowed slowly, to her toes, closing her eyes and taking this opportunity to breath. Three counts and she'd come up for air. That and she would remind herself of why she was here in the first place.
One.
How she felt when she watched him leave on the plane, trying her very hardest to smile even though she watched his face twist when he saw the tear tracks on her face.
Two.
Remembering his voice, and days they skipped class and were found leaning against the campus walls, his head resting on top of hers, bodies close in sleep.
Three.
Because Kallen is Suzaku's best friend, and wherever he will go, she will follow.
And she came back up.
She lifted her hand and cleared her throat. Would her words come out? Would she be understood? What would happen..
"Um, hi, my name is Kallen Kozuki. " She had to refrain from using Kozuki first because that is how Japanese did it. She shuffled on one foot, the sound of her shoe hitting the floor echoing across a silent room. She felt sick with fear.
"I-It's nice to meet you all, " She managed; trying to let that feeble smile on her face grow.She felt like her tounge was dry and was it noticable that her legs were trembling?
She glanced at Suzaku, who was giving her Look #4 which roughly translated: "It's all good."
She nodded slowly, turning once again to face her fears. "..Please take good care of me, " She whispered, the English feeling thick and unused on her tounge. Japanese was effortless, but this was harder. She knew how to prounounce it, and what to say, but she had never used it in an all English-country..
She glanced at the teacher, who was smiling at her genially, much to her relief. Maybe foreigners were not so bad?
"I suppose I should seat you with Suzaku, to make you more comfortable. Suzaku, I trust you will lead her to her seat?" Suzaku nodded respectfully, glancing at her as she followed him slowly. She sat on the edge, near a window. Suzaku seated himself beside her.
"I hope you enjoy your stay in Britannia, Miss Kallen." The teacher commented lightly, the student's eyes seeming to drink her in where she sat. She shivered lightly, only to be comforted by a friendly bop to the head, provided by a certain brunette.
"You'll be fine, " He whispered to her, surprising her with how well his English sounded. She managed to muster a weak smirk.
"Idiot, who says I need to hear that? I can handle anything."
He rolled his eyes. "Obviously, Kallen. But you know some people prefer words of assurance, it's called 'comfort'."
Kallen made a face, placing her foot over his beneath the desks.
"Ha, ha, ha, " She retorted, though she was still inwardly trembling from the trauma of it all.
"Honestly, Suzaku, it's like you're saying I'm in a completely different country or something.." Her tone was acidly sarcastic, and instead of the usual punch she'd get from him in times like this, instead, Suzaku smiled at her, his eyes somewhat moist.
"Dammit, Kallen." He whispered, blinking repeatedly. "I missed you."
The redhead looked mildly disturbed. "H-hey, don't start crying on me. It's creepy. Besides, you're a guy. " She stated lowly, before adding a snide remark with a sneer, "At least, you were when I met you..who knows what operation you went under before I came to save your ass."
He scowled. "K-Kallen, don't talk like that here! They'll hear you." Of course, though the teacher had long resumed his lecture, the student's eyes would travel to the two Japanese with curious glances. She realized the best idea probably was texting, but did they have to do that now?
"...we're in the corner, Suzaku. The corner. It's just us."
"Fine, we'll text then."
Kallen rolled her eyes. "You're such a girl, you just want to play with your phone." This time, Suzaku's foot came down on hers, and she jumped in her chair, biting her lip.
"...you, suck.." She hissed.
Of course, she ended up taking out her phone.
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
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You suck. Period.
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
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Just you saying you love me. ;)
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
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Screw love. I like hate better.
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
--
...you handled yourself pretty good up there.
Save the shaky-hand part, but other than that
I'd give it about an eight. ;)
--
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
--
...I was trembling with /glee/.
And stop with the freaky gay smilies.
They disturb me.
--
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
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Only if you say how much you miiisssssed me.
;D
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
--
ONLY WHEN YOU COME OUT OF THE CLOSET.
..
..
Kallen innocently looked up from her cell-phone at the sulking brunette to her left. He was making strangling gestures with his hands, making a show of pounding the air and imagining it to be a certain redhead.
Kallen felt better already, and did a V sign for the hell of it.
"...You did not just text me that."
"Ohhhh yes I did. "
"...you meant it like, closet, as in, being stuck in a closet and trying to find your way out?
"Ohhh no I didn't."
Kallen seemed to lightly walk across the classroom's floor, hands behind her back and a grin on her face. "Suzaku, you've pouted for about five minutes. It's okay, I won't abandon you and leave you to a life of a shunned existence--"
The tall brunette turned and smiled lopsidedly. "Oh, thank you Kallen, I'm so grateful." The redhead made a face.
"You're supposed to cry...that's what you do mostly when I say something deep and mushy."
He looked mildly offended, grabbing the last of his books and putting it in his bag, slinging it over one shoulder and opening the door, where a mass of students walking to amd fro pausing to watch them with whispers and wide eyes.
"I-I don't cry...much." Kallen kept her pace with him down the hall, the fluttery nervous feeling vanishing for a second at the humor in his indignation. Just ignore them, just ignore them, the redhead chanted in her mind...
She opened her mouth to speak, but was surprised when a voice beat her to it.
"Actually, he does cry. Often. It's rather amusing." Kallen and Suzaku both turned at almost the same time, causing their arms to smash against each other clumsily.
It was the black-haired boy again. He had one hand on his hip and the other beneath his chin, strands of his black hair brushing against his cheeks and shadowing those strange violet eyes of his. He had a smirk on his face and immediately Kallen found it annoying and somewhat irritating, though for some reason she had no idea why.
Suzaku grinned, hoisting his bag over his shoulder and immediately regaining his cheerful attitude. Kallen gaped in confusion, staring at the slim boy and back at the brunette.
"Damn, Lulu, you're not being very supportive!" He chuckled, green eyes twinkling. Kallen immediately looked confused. The boy's name was...Lulu? She felt the most insane urge to laugh, but for etiquette's sake, kept her mouth shut.
Didn't want to make enemies on her first day.
But...she could see how he might be called Lulu.
She met his strange eyes with hers, noting that he had pretty big eyelashes...
More than mine, She thought enviously, feeling oddly jealous and disturbed at the same time. Okay, he was, rather...pretty.
(SHE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT.)
Though, she still thought she could take him out with her pinky. Definitely.
"My mistake, " 'Lulu' said apologetically, though by the wicked glint in his eyes, she had a feeling he didn't mean it. She eyed Suzaku with a very confused expression.
"..somehow I doubt that, " Suzaku retorted dryly, though the smile still hadn't left his face. The boy placed a hand to his chest, chuckling slightly.
"Is that anyway to speak to someone who came all this way to congratulate you?" The boy inquired innocently, his words making the brunette shift his eyes back to Kallen.
"Oh! Right...S-sorry about that Kallen.." He mumbled, looking thoroughly guilty. Kallen sighed and shook her head, smiling faintly at the moron beside her. She felt another pair of eyes on her, ones that were unfamiliar.
'Lulu' was looking at her.
Again.
The way the boy was looking at her wasn't judgemental, to be sure, and he didn't seem to be disdainful of her appearance, however, the look on his face was strange. It wasn't so much that it was curious, because all the Britannians she had passed in the long hallway up till then were eyeing her with curiousity.
He was looking at her as if he was trying to discover something.
It both unnerved and frightened her, though she'd be damned if she let him see it.
He stepped closer a bit, causing Kallen to take a step back, though if he noticed, he said nothing. "So this is her, huh?" He said lightly, as if she were some object in a display case, which immediately made her somewhat on edge.
"Yep, this is Kallen, I know that because she's still as reckless as ever, coming straight to see me instead of just staying at home and waiting for a visit. " Suzaku scratched the back of his head, embarassed.
The boy smiled slightly in reply. " Is that right? Well, I'm glad for you both."
"Oh, I forgot to introduce you to this guy, Kallen." The tall boy turned and smiled at her.
"This is Lelouch. He's pretty much the only one brave enough to talk to me here. That has to count for something, right?" The brunette remarked lightly, smiling at the boy-now-named-Lelouch.
Kallen watched him smile slightly. "You talk as if you're some type of monster, Suzaku. I was only trying to help."
"Still, " Suzaku protested, "You did more than enough, helping me find where I was staying, and where my locker was and everything. You didn't have to. "
"Just the same, " The boy responded with a lazy smile, turning his eyes once more to her; her blue eyes glued to his hand that was slowly reaching out towards her.
Waiting for the chopsticks to hit my face...hit my face...hit my face...Kallen thought frantically, though the idea in itself was pretty stupid. She also noted rather logically that the closer his hand stretched towards her, the quicker her heartbeat became. She was frightened, though she didn't know why. She almost wanted to hide.
She bit back the urge to scowl. She'd be stupid if she let herself look bad for Suzaku.
"Nice to meet you, Kallen. Let me know if you need help with anything, " Lelouch said quietly, and Kallen stared at his hand for a moment, then at his impossibly purple eyes and decided that she couldn't define this boy at all.
(Though she still ended up holding her hand out slowly and placing it in his, giving it one shake.)
"..Ah, thank you..But I'm sure I'll find my way around eventually." She said lightly, realizing that though she now knew his name, she had no idea of his last name. But she didn't want to seem interested.
Because she wasn't.
Really.
"And um, thank you for taking care of Suzaku. He needs to be looked after, " She said quieter, so Suzaku couldn't hear her. She then noticed after a long pause that the boy was looking at her with somewhat wonder.
"..D-did I say something?" She mumbled, staring at him with a frown on her face. He blinked his violet eyes once, twice, then shook his head. "Ah, sorry. I was just surprised. Your English is very good." He commented lightly, his small smile widening.
Kallen fidgeted her feet, looking down for a minute. "...Well, I mean, if I'm going to be here for a year, I might as well know what on earth you people are saying..it should make things easier." She said slowly, uncertainly. To her surprise, he chuckled.
"She's certainly interesting, Suzaku." The brunette rolled his eyes and groaned, pulling her in with his elbow, her head poking out of his arm and her body pressed against the taller boy's.
"Isn't she though? " Which led Kallen to step on his foot instinctively. Lelouch seemed thoroughly surprised and amused, which made her frown a little bit more. Why was he laughing at everything she was doing? Was she breaking some custom or something by retaliating? If so, she might have problems with this country. Big problems.
"Yes, very." He said softly glancing at her briefly before Suzaku asked curiously, "What did you say, Lulu?" The darkhaired boy shook his head lightly, smiling calmly at them both.
"It's nothing. At any rate, I'm not letting you do all the touring Suzaku. You can't be everywhere..besides, I should like to get to know this friend of yours as well. For now I'll stay with you both." The brunette looked confused.
"You sure they won't mind?"
The redhead's eyes darted to Suzaku, then Lelouch.
"...I'm not exactly being surveyed by every detail." The darkhaired boy said with a chuckle, that sounded more bitter to the clueless Kallen than anything else it could have been.
Suzaku frowned at him briefly, before pulling Kallen's bag from her arms and taking out her schedule. "Hmm, seems we're in another one together. I wonder why, " He ended sarcastically, putting her finger where he pointed and saying amusedly, " Great, science. Kallen should learn how to dissect things. As if she isn't dangerous enough."
The redhead stared at him with a miffed expression. "Gee, thanks Suzaku. I guess I should throw you a party for having one good comeback, but I need to learn the wonders of other countries, thanks. I could dissect you, though. " She said with a small smirk. Lelouch smiled at the expression on Suzaku's face, chuckling at her lightly.
"Hm, I think we'll get along fine, Kallen." He said, staring at her bemusedly.
Kallen managed one small smile.
"We'll see Le--Le.."
Kallen frowned, pink coloring her cheeks as she struggled to say it.
"Lelou--oosh? Ooch?" Lelouch sighed lightly, seeming a bit exasperated, but by his expression, he was more amused than anything else. Suzaku bit back a snort.
The darkhaired boy place a hand on his head, running it through his dark hair and smiling with eyes closed. "Ah, I get this every time.."
"...I'll get it right by the end of the day, " The girl said determinedly, staring at him with fierce blue eyes.
"That's a promise, " She declared boldly, cheeks still flushed. She wouldn't let him see her flustered. Though she was, and is, still hopelessly lost, confused, and culture-shocked. Oh well, that's what Suzaku was there for. Her bitching-victim.
The boy had an unfathomable expression on his face, blinking away something before smiling more than smirking.
"Definitely interesting.." He murmured to himself, before giving her one sharp nod.
Kallen had a weird feeling in her stomach, and wanted only to get to her next class.
Following the two males, the redhead blinked at the eyes that watched her from every direction. She nudged Suzaku and leaned towards him.
"They do this as much when you came in?" She whispered, looking mildly disturbed. Suzaku snorted, shaking his head. "Nah, plus I was a total moron so they just kind of ignored me. " This made the corners of the girl's lips quirk in a funny grin.
"Why doesn't that surprise me, dork." The redhead responded playfully, laughing quietly as she stared up at him. He made a face. "Y'know...!" He muttered, but she could tell by his eyes that he was kidding.
"...I'm tired of you already, and I just got here.." She muttered to the brunette, crossing her arms and sulking. Suzaku exchanged a glance with the quiet Lelouch; who just smiled supportively and kept walking.
Kallen couldn't help but notice the many girls that eyed Lelouch. It was certainly interesting the way they looked at him as if he were a chocolate bar. It was both disgusting and amusing.
He must be popular, she mused to herself, fiddling with her uniform ribbons and looping a finger into her messy ponytail. She didn't notice one of them approach her, and she blinked up rather curiously, staring as one girl with her skirt up too high and her uniform unbuttoned way too much.
Kallen glanced at Lelouch questioningly, who shrugged in response, which she translated as: Don't know, don't care.
She was about to open her mouth and say hello but, the girl beat her to it, twirling a strand of her long hair and saying innocently, --
"So, are you like, Asian?"
..
Suzaku snorted into his hand.
Lelouch looked somewhat irritated, glancing at her over the top of her head.
And Kallen?
Kallen was twitching.
Violently.
A girl with a well-endowed chest wrapped her arms around the girl, smiling at her widely.
"She's not Asian, she's Chinese!"
..
..
Suzaku muttered, "Excuse me, "
And turned on the corner, where Kallen could hear him laughing hysterically.
Lelouch looked horrified.
Kallen was quivering from head to toe, curling her nails into her hands.
Seeming irritated as well, the dark-haired boy smiled at them before grabbing her shoulders
and muttering, "Okay, let's go."
"Hey, I didn't even say anything..." She mumbled, sighing as she followed the lanky teen to wherever she needed to go.
Lelouch turned and smirked at her, which for some reason made her heart pound a tiny bit, but no one needed to know that.
"Maybe it's a good thing, Kallen."
She was not convinced.
But she knew one thing:
Suzaku would hear from her.
..
--
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen.
..
SOMEONE IS GOING TO DIE TONIGHT.
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
..
...Kallen, calm down.
Lelouch and I can still see you twitching in your chair.
..
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
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...I CAN'T.
IT GOES AGAINST MY MORALS
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
...you have morals?
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
..
ADFLDJFDKLAJSH.
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
--
What?
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
--
YOU. ME. OUTSIDE. NOW.
I WILL SHOW THEM ASIAN.
--
..
"...You're mad at me."
"No I'm not."
"...Kallen, you're not looking at me."
Kallen turned in her seat, glaring at the pouting features of Suzaku. "You left me, you left me to face the angry anti-chopsticks community slash Frillsland and you laughed, " Kallen seethed, pointing a finger at him.
Suzaku smiled at her, shaking his head chuckling. "I'm sorry, Kallen. I will never leave you again. I'll even sleep in your apartment closest and eat your leftovers. " Kallen tried to frown, but Lelouch was nodding in agreement.
Kallen closed her eyes once, then opened them. "Okay, strike one, Suzaku. Do it again, and you're living in my closet." She gave an imperious nod of her head, before turning, which was ironically the very moment that the bell rang, and since Japanese schools were more into little dings, this one totally surprised her, causing the poor redhead to fly out her chair, head angled in a way that it was headed towards Lelouch's desk.
Which led her to be looking up into very round violet eyes.
Apparently she flew backwards, he bent under his desk, grabbed her, and held her to his chest. His hand accidentially grabbing her leg.
(She kind of clocked out for a few minutes. )
Suzaku watched as Kallen's face went about five shades of red while Lelouch managed to maintain a somewhat normal expression, though he seemed a little flustered, with the doe-eyed look and all.
(Somehow it bothered him.)
"W-Wh-whoops..." She whispered shakily, and watched the violet-eyed boy blink once, twice, and offer a weak smile. "Uh, sorry about that, Kallen. You're alright, I hope?"
"Oh, I'm fine, just fine. " Kallen replied, her voice somewhat high-pitched, and her cheeks redder than her hair.
"Well, that's very good, " Lelouch responded in a too-calm-to-be-calm voice.
"Yes, very good." Kallen whispered back, wondering why there was a drum in her ears and for some reason everything else was white noise.
"I'm going to let go now.." He responded uncomfortably, and Kallen wondered why it took him about five more seconds to let go of her. She quickly withdrew her body from him and grabbed her books, wondering if her face was now permanently painted red.
Suzaku just wanted to know why Lelouch kept staring at his hands.
"Oh my goodness! Suzaku, why did you not text me about her?!" A blonde two rows in front of them was screeching in indignation, standing up from her seat and marching towards the girl's chair.
"H-i, t-h-e-r-e! M-y n-a-m-e i-s M-i-l-l-y."
Kallen turned and stared at Suzaku with stricken eyes, mouthing: Help me while making frantic gestures.
Lelouch seemed recovered by then, and said, "President, Kallen is perfectly capable of speaking in English."
The redhead nodded frantically, a little too frantically. The blonde blinked once or twice, processing the information before putting her hands to the girl's face and saying, "My apologies, dear. Oh, I'm Milly by the way. Student Council President. Has my little Vice-President been helping you out?"
"Vice-President?"
Milly chuckled. "Well, Lulu of course. Only someone that intelligent could do it, though he's the laziest ass around, aren't I right, Lelouch?"
The dark-haired boy smiled thinly. "My apologies, President. I'll try not faint from your grueling regimens."
Milly gasped at him, before turning to her with a scowl. "He says that now, but he screams in pain later, " She whispered conspirationally in her ear, nodding once or twice before saying, "Now Kallen, starting tomorrow's lunch-period, you will be under my wing, alright? I'll take good care of you. All of Student Council will support you, just like we support little Suzy." Kallen turned to stare at her, about to mutter a thank-you but was surprised to see Milly wrapping her arms around Suzaku.
"Oh, Suzy, stupid, somewhat naive Suzy..what would you have done had I not come into save you?" Milly cooed, the brunette exchanging a glance with Lelouch, who seemed resigned.
"Uh...r-rot in a h-hole in d-die?" He stammered it as if he had to practice it, the sound of him saying it making Kallen turn in her seat and quiver silently with laughter.
Milly nodded approvingly. "Exactly."The girl glanced at the clock warily, blinking as she suddenly released the boy, his head falling on his desk from the force of it.
"Oh my! How time flies. " The blonde giggled, heading towards the door. She turned to Kallen. " I'll be checking on you Kallen, 'kay? Lulu, take care of her." The black-haired boy had been busy glancing into space, blinking once.
"What?"
Milly rolled her eyes and huffed, waving once before storming off.
And class resumed into a steady, somewhat easy pace.
The day went by quick up until the last class. It seemed painfully slow, what, without Suzaku, though oddly enough, Lelouch was in most of her classes. She didn't particularly mind, since he seemed nice enough.
"...Your first day is almost over." He said to her lightly, writing down the last bit of notes before moving on to the next set. Kallen looked up from hers, blinking at him once before nodding.
"Yeah, I guess it is...wow, I made it." Kallen said softly, smiling a little bit. Lelouch smiled lightly in turn.
"..How long have you known Suzaku?"
The girl blinked at his question. "...Hmm, well, since I was five. " She said slowly, blinking a bit.
"...He was being picked on by some of the kids on the playground, and well, I got mad, and ran over, fighting them off." She said thoughtfully; chewing on her pencil as she turned and glanced at him.
He seemed baffled. "..You fought a group of boys? Alone? " Kallen immediately frowned. "What, you think girls can't do it?" He shook his head. "No, but that's certainly very brave. Most people won't be so upfront in helping others, it's better to blend in and be invisible."
Kallen stared. "...Blend in? Act invisible? While someone is suffering? No way. No one was doing anything about it, so I did. The world isn't going to wait on you to act, you know. Life is happening everywhere, even in this huge place.." Kallen scowled at her paper, wondering why his words bothered her so much.
He stared at her with a strange expression on his face; about to open his mouth when the teacher spoke up, sounding annoyed.
"...C.C., will you please stop bringing your pizza to class? We had lunch two hours ago, or did you forget?"
Kallen turned in the direction the teacher was speaking. Her mouth opened slightly, and she didn't notice Lelouch groaning into his hand.
A girl with lime-green hair and bright yellow eyes was chewing on a piece of pizza; one of her pigtails dangling over one shoulder, her expression bored and expressionless.
"Are you telling me to stop eating?" The girl answered tonelessly, chewing on the trailing strands of cheese that dusted her lip, one lime brow raised. The teacher frowned.
"No that's not--"
"..Are you telling me I'm fat, Professor? "
"C.C.--!"
"..Did you know that girls everywhere are dying of tragic eating disorders? "
"I just said that you--"
"...Fine, I will begin to starve. " The girl finished haughtily, eating the last bit of her pizza before glancing at Kallen with flat golden eyes.
"Hey, Japanese girl. Throw my pizza box away, won't you?"
"..C.C..."
Kallen had expected the teacher to growl that out, not Lelouch. He was frowning at her intently, she seeming oblivious.
"Would you like to? Ironic considering who you are." The greenhaired girl said slyly, stretching her limbs like a cat and looking at him from her desk with a predatory smile.
The boy frowned, before grabbing the pizza box and throwing it away.
Kallen looked confused, and blinked at her warily. "Uh, I have a name..."
"...Yes, and it's Japanese girl."
Kallen opened her mouth to talk, but Lelouch covered it with her hand.
"Just stop talking. It's pointless, Kallen. She's a nuisance, but she's bearable in small doses. " He said wearily, sitting back in his chair and sending one last glare to the green-haired girl.
She winked in reply. Kallen stared and then blinked.
"...F-fine." She muttered.
Lelouch smiled at her lazily. "Are you pouting now?"
Kallen turned in her chair away from him a bit.
"N-no.." She mumbled, crossing her arms.
"..Oh really?"
"Really."
"Really."
"Really."
"Reall-"
"LELOUCH!"
He blinked at her once or twice, before he smirked at her.
"You just said my name."
Kallen rolled her eyes and grabbed her things.
To: Suzaku
From: Kallen
-- PS.
Hey idiot. I
Yeah, you with the messy hair.
I'm headed to my apartment.
Visit later. Bring food.
I SURVIVED.
--
To: Kallen
From: Suzaku
--
Oh excuse me, my eyes are gushing.
Let me go and cry it out.
-Suzaku.
PS. I guess, I mean, you're so fat as it is...;)
--
She waved goodbye to Suzaku and headed down the sidewalk, going over the instructions of where to go in her head. An expensive looking car stopped by the school, a throng of students gathering to look at it. She turned and blinked to find that the person headed towards it was Lelouch.
Blinking again, she turned half-way, staring at him warily.
(He did scare her, really, because he always seemed to know when she was watching him.)
He stared at her with a strange expression, blinking once before heading into the car.
Kallen watched the car leave, wondering if they had even met at all.
--
She opened the door to her apartment, taking off her shoes and groaning against the door.
"...I made it....." She whispered, ruffling her hair. She was about to plop on her bed when she noticed that boxes surrounded her once clean floor. She saw pieces of pizza half-eaten in the boxes, and noticed that a bra was on the floor, as was a full Britannian uniform.
She paled, eyes darting to the left and right.
Her heart chilled when she saw the large lump beneath her futon's blanket. She grabbed the broom by the door and crouched forward slowly, heart thudding in her throat...--
The blanket moved, and Kallen bit back the urge to scream.
Preview:
"Suzaku...hurry."
"What's up?"
"There's...there's a thing in my bed."
"A RAPIST?"
"No you ass, there's something moving."
"..Are you sure that's not just you rolling under the covers?"
"..."
"Okay, I'm coming over."
x
He smiled widely. A little too widely.
"..I'd like you to teach me Japanese."
x
"I saw you with Lulu."
"Okaaay..."
"...Do you like him?"
"...Say what?"
x
"...You're going to be like Suzy, an honorary Student Council member!"
"...Oh, do you not understand what I'm saying, honey?"
"...No, I just don't understand you, Milly-san."
x
Okay, you guys get a long chapter. Happy? Yes? Tell me in a review. This is going to be a SuzaKallenLulu triangle. It will most likely turn out to be Kalulu. Because...Aerith likes it best. :D
And don't worry, Suzaku will get loving. I swears.
Anyway, give me suggestions and ideas in your reviews! I will need more event ideas.
Please review.
-Love,
Aerith