Price Tag
The highlight of my day had to be watching C.C put out a fire under my watch while I tried to not get molested. Or maybe I was dreaming, and I would wake up propped up on the piano bench with the keys imprinted on my face, and Euphemia wasn't going to get married to s stranger I had sex with not long ago.
"Are you two really siblings?" Wishful thinking of course. Ok, I was laying on the piano but that wasn't the point.
"Half." I muttered, hesitating before head banging the keys. A horrible dissonance swelled the air before my head was cradled.
"Holy shit! You're gonna give yourself brain damage!" If only I did.
When he trusted me to not bludgeon myself with the instrument he chuckled. "Can you play me something that doesn't involve a concussion?"
I turned away, an unwelcome heat flooded my cheeks, my hands already poised on the keys. "Why should I play for you?" And no, I'm not being contradictory.
He seemed thoughtful. "Think of it like a wedding gift." 'Along with an attitude adjustment' The Kururugi added to himself.
My fingers twitched, but I played a contemporary intro, trying to rid myself of some unnecessary rage.
Suzaku had gone surprising quiet and attentive. The pattern painted something in in his mind and triggered something in him. It...
Abruptly stopped. He unintentionally voiced this.
Lelouch rolled his eyes (violet-or were they lavender?) And pressed down a key tediously. I wrote it a while ago. Haven't been able to finish it."
"You wrote this? What's it called?"
A half smirk formed on my face. "We Walk." I felt my expression twist. "I sold it off to some American artists. They did a pretty good job with it."
"Do you have a recording?"
I nodded to the cassette player (yes he still had a cassette player in this day and age) and pushed down on the play button. The demo CD still sat in he device, now being spun after weeks of abstinence.
We lay flat on our stomachs against the cool tile, side by side, attentively listening to American alternative music, having some sort of peace since the brunette had been introduced to the house. I didn't ask why he wasn't with Euphy, why he was wasting his time trying to be civil with me.
My eyes drooped involuntarily, and as much as I didn't want to admit it, I could get used to this.
"Hey Lelouch,"
"Hm?"
"You can do better, right?"
I was up in an instant.
"Watch me."
A/N: If nobody knows, the two songs are as follows:
We Walk by The Ting Tings
Mouthwash by Kate Nash (the one vaguely mentioned in the last sentence.)
And if people are confused about perspective, it IS first person, but if some sentences were read without words like "I' and 'me', then they were Suzaku's point of view.
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