Again with this left field stuff? Oh well, I've been bitten by the creative bug and unfortunately I'm not getting ideas for my previous fanfiction projects. Oh well, might as well start somewhere right?
In fact, there are actually two chapters….. well let's go with ideas and leave it at that, shall we?
Anyway, let's do a little response for those who actually left a review last chapter, shall we?
Dent (Anon) - The reasoning behind Daehoth's "broken English" is to convey the fact that it is an ancient being and that its method of "speaking" for lack of a better word is the closest the human mind is able to process such words. Besides, would it not seem strange if such a being were to use modern slang out of the blue?
Oh! Before we get started, let's make sure that my buttocks' legally protected.
Disclaimer: Code Geass: Lelouch of the Revolution as an intellectual property is owned by Gorō Taniguchi, Ichirō Ōkouchi, and Sunrise. I have no claim to any portion of the franchise as my own and simply ask fellow readers to support the official release of the media whenever possible.
Move Three: The Rendezvous
The Britannian "political envoys" of Lelouch and Nunnally vi Britannia along with their bodyguard Jerimiah Gottwald had arrived upon the Kururugi shrine, to which they were later directed to their new residency: a tiny storehouse that had seen better days. It was barely enough room for both Lelouch and Nunnally in the original past, but now that there were three of them….
Nunnally could now understand better why Lelouch had initially tried to paint a better picture of their new home, to make it sound better then what they were actually given. The gaped look upon her favorite brother's face was all the evidence she needed.
Yet, it was not enough to distract her from the words Daehoth had given her back in Britannia. When she had accepted this accord, it had stated that the mere act of traveling to the past changes the present. In direct contradiction to such a statement, however, it had also stated that causality will force events to occur as they had done so in the previous past unless she made an active role to prevent such tragedies to befall her brother. Which was the truth? Which was false? Or was it just another way for Daehoth to keep her on her toes, to increase her paranoia just for its amusement?
"The audacity…." Jerimiah growled in contempt as his fists tightened enough to drain color from his gloved knuckles at the sight before him.
"Don't worry brother!" Nunnally reassured Lelouch as she spread her arms wide apart. "We can make it pretty! With white walls and a picture window with flowers all around it and everything!"
"Like Euphy's room?" Lelouch half-chuckled with amusement, glad for some kind of distraction of their current reality.
"Yes!" Nunnally answered. "We can make it a new home for us to-"
"Who's there!?" Jerimiah called out as the two royal siblings tensed from the sudden surprise. Though for Nunnally, she had an all too familiar feeling that they were about to meet an eventual familiar face. Then again, it would be interesting to see what Suzaku looked like from back then with her own eyes.
"Show yourself!" Jerimiah called out again and a youth stepped into sight. He wore a traditional kimono and unamori hakama with sandals, his hair was locks of light brown hair and green eyes that held intensity not unlike one whom faced an intruder. In Nunnally's mind, she would not be too surprised if this Suzaku held a similar thought.
"Don't think too highly of yourself, Britanian." Suzaku spoke in laced venom. "This was my place long before your arrival upon our lands."
"Your place?" Lelouch asked in confusion. Internally, he wondered who would be sane enough to actually want to live in this storehouse.
"Correct. You have a lot of nerve to think you can just come here and take over Japan like it's your property?"
"As if Japan is innocent of such charges!" Lelouch countered. "Through economic subterfuge and financial control, or is the sakuradite monopoly not used that way?"
"Well… I…" Suzaku's words soon became quiet and unsure.
"In that regard, Japan and Britannia are no different from each other."
"That's a lie!" Suzaku then became defensive from such an accusation. And who could blame the boy if some foreigner made such a declaration as Japan being no different, no better than the jingoistic, imperialism that was Britannia.
"Why not ask your father about the matter?" Lelouch challenged and the debate of two young boys soon became heated enough that physical violence threatened to spill out. It was only a matter of time before one of the boys threw the first punch.
Which so happened to be Lelouch as he rushed towards Suzaku, unmatched physically as he was. Nunnally, with barely a thought, rushed ahead of her brother to make sure that he doesn't get the worst of Suzaku's wrath if her memory served her right. "Brother, don't!" She cried out.
It was then did she slip on something on the floor and fell in front of Lelouch, who barely stopped from his mindless charge.
"Your Highness!" Jerimiah called out as he rushed towards her side as well.
"Are you alright Nunnally?" Lelouch asked as he helped her up. In turn, Nunnally rubbed the pain from her forehead.
"Yes, but I think I hit my heel on something-" Nunnally turned and found that Suzaku had collapsed onto his sides; his hands clutched his nether regions in pain. It took but a moment to realize that her heel had struck the universal weakness of all men in a freak accident.
"What's going on here?" A masculine voice boomed from the door frame. All three Britannians looked towards the voice, though only Nunnally recognized the face as one Kyoshiro Todoh.
"I-It was an accident!" Lelouch attempted to explain as he clutched Nunnally close to his side, but was brushed aside as Todoh approached the ego-wounded Suzaku. Said boy barely looked up to see his instructor with crossed arms and expectant of an answer.
"I-I was careless Todoh-sensei…." Suzaku groaned in pain and from the lack of air in his lungs.
"The princess?" Todoh deduced, to which Suzaku nodded. The older Japanese man sighed before he spoke once again. "As your sensei, I am disappointed that you let your emotions lower your guard even if it was an accident."
"G-gomen nasai…"
"As a fellow man, you have my sympathies." Nunnally had never known Todoh with a sense of humor, even if it was dark comedy as he helped Suzaku up to his now shaky feet and lead him out of the storage house. She could not wonder if such a personality shift was the cause of such ripples in spacetime due to her travel into the past, or if it was but another aspect that was a casualty in war, especially war with Britannia.
Though deep inside her mind, she was tempted to have Suzaku remember his older self if only to witness the agony of his young body morph into that of a young man, for all the pain and suffering he had caused her brother. But she decided against it since it would only lead to more problems and issues than Suzaku's moment of pain, as Jerimiah's own grotesque transformation can attest.
Still, it was a nice thought.
Guilty as charged, I couldn't help but give Suzaku a groin shot for all the sheit he did back in the series, contrived and freakish it may be.
Still, it's a bit of a more pleasant change of pace compared to the doom and gloom of the previous chapters. Even if it is a cheap laugh at Suzy Q's expense. And considering what I have planned for the next chapter, that breath of fresh air will be needed.
