Eclipse
He was the sun to my earth but she was the moon moving between us dousing me in her shadow.
Lelouch was beautiful. Being the 11th prince of Britannia, he had a strong social standing and his brains put him in league with Schneizel. He had a mother who adored him and a sister whom he loved more than anyone else. All in all, he was near perfection.
She was kind and simple. Yes, she too was beautiful but in a more gentle girl next door way. She was the third princess of Britannia, she was destined to be a puppet to others whims. She had no mother and only a sister who protected her and whom she loved but who was too busy for her. All in all, she was as normal as royalty could get.
Yet he chose her. And that made all the difference in the world.
The world told him, claimed that he was the most beautiful of all the Britannian heirs but it didn't matter because the only person that mattered to him thought that the gentle princess was more beautiful than him.
It hurt of course. Lelouch was to prideful to admit it but it still hurt. It hurt even though it shouldn't.
And he reflected how utterly, hilariously ironic it was that he fell in love with the only person who wasn't even a little bit in love with him. At least not in the way he wanted.
If his mother ever heard of it she would have narrowed her eyes and admonished him for such a weakness. So he made sure she didn't know about it.
His father didn't care about any of his children so Lelouch didn't even have to worry about him knowing. Schneizel may have had some idea but he never commented over it.
And Euphie and Suzaku were in their own little fairytale world. (A world with no place for Lelouch)
The only person who knew about it was Nunnally. Lelouch could never figure out how did she find out about it, he had been oh so careful to hide all the evidence and he had been praised on his near perfect poker face.
But Nunnally had looked right through it.
(She had come up to him one day when he was star gazing- alone and without his best friend's normal presence beside him- and talked to him.
'You love him.' It wasn't a question, it wasn't an accusation. It was a fact. The sun was bright and the stars were beautiful. A fact as simple as that.
He didn't try to deny it. He just let a small sad smile tilt up his lips as he closed his eyes to the night sky and let a sigh escape him.
'And you are never going to tell him.' That too was a fact but it had an underlying tone of sadness to it.
They sat there until it the sun rose and the garden was illuminated by a new day.
They never talked about it ever again)
He was enraged that he wasn't chosen despite being better than her.
He was disappointed that his best friend would forget so easily about him after he met the 'love of his life'.
He was terrified that he had lost his best friend forever.
He was angry at himself because he was the reason they both had met each other in the first place.
And most of all he was hurt. Hurt that he had everything he didn't want but could not have the one thing he needed. Hurt that his best friend had chosen her over him. Hurt that the person he loved didn't even know that he held the princes heart in his hand.
He wanted to scream, cry and throw a tantrum and claim what was his. He wanted to act as unprincely as possible and shout out his love for his dense best friend.
But Lelouch was clever, beautiful and proud.
And he loved both of them too much to ruin their happiness.
So he kept the smile on his face as he gave Euphie away to his best friend and the only person who would ever hold his heart.
And he managed not to cry when he gave away the only thing that mattered to him and maybe that's why he was perfect.
