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10/10/15
My word. First I want to thank all of you who reviewed. Swoob, ewertondragon, ReaperAsOfLate, my little guest who reviewed twice ;), another guest saddened over poor Euphie, and a guest named lala-chan. It's amazing that already I have seven reviews. And thank you to the people who liked and favorited this story. I think that's the only reason this came out so fast plus I just find this idea interesting.
Another thing, if I have ever disappeared visit my profile for updates. I will not post an A/N to tell people I am going on hiatus, simply because it is against the rules. Also many have inquired about this being a yaoi. YES THIS IS A YAOI BETWEEN SUZAKU AND LELOUCH xD. If anyone though is wondering about lemon I highly doubt that will be in this fic on this site. If I ever choose to do a lemon or a graphic non-con scene or whatever that will be on AO3 (Archiveofourown. My penname and the story name are the same). Don't worry I will tell you in there is lemon in the chapter and if you should hop over to AO3.
Also in the last chapter I forgot. I do not own Code Geass.
Well that seems like everything. Enjoy ^3^~~~~
Edited
11/29/15
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He followed behind the guard down the walkway, past multiple barred cells. In his arms were a few orange jumpsuits, like the one he wore. He held them close to his chest almost like a security blanket as he looked at the other inmates in their cells.
"Looks like we have a new friend and he's a young one," one grinned while pushing his head between the bars.
"Hey, hey kid! What did ya do?" another laughed with wide eyes.
"Had to be bad to land him here," this inmate was missing his eye and his head was shaved. He leaned against the bars with his arms out and watched as Lelouch was coming closer. The one eye he had, sent a shiver down the teen's spine. It looked like the eye of a predator and it could see all Lelouch's vulnerabilities. The judge was not lying when she said the sentencing would not be kind. Life in a maximum security prison with all the scum society had to offer was not the ideal place for a 15 year old.
He yelped, when his jumpsuit was grabbed by the bald Cyclopes and he was pulled to the bars. The man's tattooed right arm locked around his throat and his stale breath brushed against his ear.
"If I remember, it was the murder and rape of that pretty sister of yours. Might wanna keep that last tid bit to yourself though," he whispered and Lelouch could feel his arm flex and his grin widen against his ear. He was then roughly pulled away from the Cyclopes by the guard and fell to the ground. He looked to his saving grace, the guard, but the man only looked annoyed. When he turned his wide gaze to his attacker he saw the same yellow grin.
The guard grabbed him roughly again and pulled the teen back to his feet, Lelouch collected his jumpsuits and followed closely behind the guard and farther from the cells this time.
"Even here, what you did is real bad. Watch your back kid," Lelouch froze at those words. Then it hit him; people on the outside were not the only ones who thought he was guilty. People in here thought the same and unlike the people outside, they had nothing to lose.
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When his brother pulled up to the house, Lelouch had to admit his brother's home was nice. As a lawyer, Schneizel had done well for himself. The home was in a nice neighborhood and the property was surrounded by a rod iron gate and had a large yard with trees and rose bushes. There was a brick path that circled a fountain and led to the home's cherry wood front door with an oval, flower frosted glass window in its center. The home was a two story house; on the outside it was predominately white and had four large Greek columns that lined the porch.
"Home sweet home, what do you think," Lelouch looked at his brother as he closed the sleek black car's door. Lelouch chose to merely shrug and readjust his backpack. It held all his items, though it was not very surprising since prison did not require much variety in clothing or personal items. The bag merely held a pair of sweats he could lounge in, a tooth brush and some books.
Schneizel merely sighed at his lack of response and led him inside. The inside was even larger with a long hallway that branched into a fancy living room with a leather couch and glass coffee table. Then there was a den with a television and stereo and another nice leather couch, this one with cup holders. That room looked rarely used.
"This room you can use to unwind in and down this way is the kitchen," the kitchen had stainless steel everything and marble counters and black cabinets. The kitchen then had a door that led to a dining room with one of those artsy modern glass tables and marble china cabinet.
"I appreciate the small tour but I am pretty tired from today's events; could you please show me my room?" He wasn't really all that tired but it was awkward being around his brother, who he could tell was trying to act normal. Least he hadn't run away like Suzaku. Yes he had seen the Japanese boy run away; Lelouch even found it a bit laughable that the boy, who when younger would never even thought of running away, had ran from him, like a pup with its tail between its legs. To think he had that effect on his former friend.
Schneizel had smiled softly and nodded to Lelouch's request, "Of course, just follow me. Your room is just around the corner and across from the library. I remembered you liked to read when you were younger. Do you still read often? What about chess? I would love a game when you're all settled in."
Lelouch pondered his answer for a few minutes, "Well there wasn't much one could do but read in prison. I wasn't one of those meat heads that spent their time in the gym." He followed his brother up the wood stairs and past a few doors till they came to the end where it split one way right and one way left. Schneizel led him down the left hall until they reached his room. He opened the door and turned to his brother, "As for chess I could never really find a partner worth playing. I would greatly enjoy a game, though I might be a little rusty." With that he shut the door and looked at the room.
The room was very large. It had a four poster, king sized bed with a black velvet bed spread opposite from where he stood. On each side were cherry wood end tables that match the beds wood, and on the left night stand (from where he stood) was an alarm clock and bed side lamp. In the corner near the bay windows were two black love seats around a glass coffee table. Mounted on the wall in front of the bed was a flat screen t.v. and underneath a small media center. In the far corner right of the bed was a wood desk. On the left wall there were two doors one that led to an empty walk in closet and another that led to a full bathroom with a tub and shower. On the same wall was his empty dresser of the same wood as everything else.
He dropped his bag on the bed and looked into the bare closet and straight at a full length mirror. "Seems I will have some shopping to do tomorrow," he sighed as he laid back on the bed. It was comfortable. The room was comfortable. He wasn't comfortable and everything just felt surreal.
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Suzaku stood on the porch. It was the day after Lelouch had been released and his anxiety over seeing the purple eyed raven had not dissipated, yet. With a deep breath he rang the doorbell and not a second later the door opened to reveal the subject of all his nervousness.
"I was wondering how long you were going to stand out there like an idiot," he was as mocking as ever but unlike the light hearted nature he remembered, it was cold and cynical.
"How did you even know that I was-" he was cut off by Lelouch who merely pointed up.
"I can see the walkway from my room," he said as he stepped outside and closed the door. He took a set of keys from the messenger bag that was over his shoulder and locked it.
"Move," the word caught Suzaku off guard.
"Huh?"
"I have to go to the store. I didn't very well bring my wardrobe from prison, too much orange for my taste," he said as he started walking.
"Oh right… Wait how do you expect to get to the mall?" he was curious.
"It's called a bus, Suzaku, it's not a new invention," Suzaku could almost see Lelouch roll his eyes as he said it, even if he was only looking at the raven haired boys back. An idea then struck him.
"Wait, there's no point in taking the bus; it'll take forever for it to just arrive. I can just take you to the mall in half the time with less people," he said enthusiastically as he jogged to catch up to the other.
Lelouch turned to him and for a second looked like he would say no but sighed, "fine."
With that Suzaku led him into his Toyota. When they were buckled in Suzaku looked over to the raven hair teen to ask if he wanted music but stopped when Lelouch spoke first.
"No I do not want music nor to talk. Just drive and then leave."
With a gulp he drove. It was awkward. Obviously he knew things would not be sunshine and rainbows but he at least expected some emotion. An outburst of rage. Shoot, he would even understand if Lelouch punched him!
But that wasn't Lelouch. Even when they were kids and he had first met the ten year old, Lelouch was calm and reserved. He wasn't a yeller or screamer nor did he cry or hit but this wasn't just about being upset over Suzaku cheating at chess (yes he had to cheat. There was no way to win otherwise). No, Suzaku had believed Lelouch a murderer and maybe if he hadn't Lelouch might not have been wrongly convicted. Lelouch should have been seething not sitting in the passenger seat calmly looking out the window.
"Um, so what else are you getting at the mall," his eyes shifted to the stoic teen.
"Didn't I say no talking?"
"Uh, right… it's just you know really quiet,"
"I happen to like the quiet Suzaku," he sighed finally looking at Suzaku. He looked irritated. "If I had known you would be talkative I would have taken the bus," he went back to looking out the window.
"I'm sorry, it's just I haven't seen you in four years Lelouch," he scratched his head and returned it to the wheel.
"There was visitation you know. Then again how rude I must be to expect you to visit. I should have visited you before expecting you to visit," oh there was the old sarcasm Lelouch always loved to use.
"I know there was visitation, I just…" he stopped himself.
"Thought I was guilty. I kind of got that picture after you kicked me in the face and called me a murderer," Suzaku could see Lelouch's grip on the arm rest tighten in frustration.
"I'm sorry about that; that must have hurt," he winced. He had been so angry and felt completely betrayed at the time and before he knew it he had been in the air performing his famous spinzaku.
"For kicking me or believing those accusations," he forgot how sharp Lelouch's tongue was, he almost missed the silence now.
"I'm sorry, but what was I supposed to think… you were-" he shook his head. This wasn't a blame game. Lelouch had been innocent and he had jumped to conclusions, this would not help either of them. He sighed once again and parked the car.
"Found next to her and covered in her blood. Yes it looked bad, but I thought you knew me better than that," and with that he exited the car.
"Wait, Lelouch," He got out as well after a quick fight with the seatbelt. He quickly locked the car and ran after the one person who wanted nothing to do with him. It would be easier just to let Lelouch leave and carry on his way but Suzaku had promised Schneizel and Cornelia, not to mention himself that he would be there for Lelouch… if Lelouch wanted him there or not…
Turning around in the parking lot Lelouch crossed his arms and stood in front of Suzaku, "you have five minutes, to explain why you are so gung ho about pestering me, when I have repeatedly made it clear I want nothing to do with you."
Suzaku gulped and fidgeted with his hands, "I was horrible to you after… after you know. I should have been there and should have believed you and I want to make it up to you." He looked up to Lelouch's face and saw the same blank stare. "We were friends Lelouch and I want to go back to that. I want to make up for lost times," he started to feel more confident. "I promised Schneizel, Cornelia, and myself Lelouch, that I'd be there for you. I know you're mad and you have every right to be; I can handle it but-" he was cut off mid-sentence by the sound chuckling that soon turned into full blown laughter. He did not expect that.
"Suzaku, you really haven't change. You still give sappy speeches on what the right thing to do is," Suzaku might have been happy to hear Lelouch talk about him and to even hear him laugh… if it didn't sound like a snake coiling and preparing to strike.
When the laughing fit died down Lelouch looked at Suzaku with one of the cruelest smiles he had ever seen mare the males pale face, "Listen very closely this time because I will not repeat myself a second time. I do not want to be friends with you nor do I care for your vows and promises. I do not need your pity nor your self-pity. I do not need to be dragged down by trivialities such as friendship. My goals do not require you, Schneizel or Cornelia. So to sum everything up for that thick skull of yours: you will leave me alone; I do not need you; I do not want your apology nor need it and I certainly do not care what Schneizel or Cornelia want, and you can very well explain that to them."
He turned on his heal and started to walk away before stopping again, "and if you believe for a second that things could ever go back to the way they were you are terribly naïve."
With that last statement, he left and Suzaku did not follow him this time. Deep down, he knew Lelouch was right and that the horrible reality of those words probably hurt more than getting kicked with his own famous spinzaku kick.
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