=Super Star Suzaku episode 4
Realization
His room was big enough for two things, Shirley noted to herself, one-his ego,
Seeing that he became rich enough, from representing well known screen actors in his days of glory, making enough cash flow to buy such a nice house and two- big enough to fill her belongings, as she eyed with great detail, the gigantic closet stuffed with suits and ties.
There were a few things, she could think of doing with those.
He had a few memorabilia's of James bond holding a golden gun, which she thought was hilarious, clearly imagining a vibrant picture of him being in that frame herself.
She settled on resting herself on his gigantic bed, strictly made for a prince, as her eye caught a magazine cover of a fancy sports car coloured in metallic body kit, her fingers turned a few pages to spot a page-mark on a particular fancy model of the exact car but more luxurious as she read the digits out loud, "..Is this what you want, or need?", she quizzed, as he stepped closer towards her, snatching the magazine cover away from her view, with ease.
"Both..,", he settled beside, feeling the mattress dip, "Do you think it's too much?", he sat closer with his arm around her shoulder, pressing for their bodies to make contact.
Shirley stood up as if something hot burnt her backside; she towered over him, just to experience,
a bit more control, "I think your too much, but I like it", she smiled and didn't resist his warm palms to grab at hers equally, he pulled towards himself.
She fell lying on top of her tall dark and visibly handsome, Lelouch, giggling like a small child being tickled by their parent, her palms pressed on his thin chest as she played circles around his spot of deeming purple-and blackish-blue marks on the torso,
"What really happened to you?", she cross-examined, "were you really attacked?" . As if that wasn't an obvious question Lelouch needed to answer, he chose to instead, providing the warmth he got from her,
"Caustrik and his little play-pals ambushed me at an alley-way. If it weren't for this Japanese kid, saving me- I would've been fried.", she gasped, covering a hand to her mouth,
"Did I tell you he took good care of me too, fading my bruises a little", lelouch continued, twisting his index to her red-auburn hair.
"-Oh thank god, I thought you were dead?", Lelouch winced as her large chest settled on his torso, his hand mechanically placed itself on her back, "I tried ringing you, but there was no dial tone, so I thought-''
She couldn't complete her sentence her emotions took the best of her, head dipped low to rest on the side of his shoulder,
"It's ok, look, I'm still alive ...see?", she silently nodded, "my phone's battery died", he lied, she didn't need to hear that part of the story, "that reminds me, I still need to find my phone, I must've left it at his.", only if he could recall where the kid lived, and the name too, he had no choice but to hope the kid would kindly bring the phone back to him, sometime in the near future,
Thinking about that boy gave Lelouch an odd feeling in his stomach, as if he needed to express to the world, he had a new friend, "so, odd..",
"What's odd?", Shirley looked up from where she rested, to stare into crystal violets, gosh she loved those eyes,
"Nothing important, besides I need to prepare for this dinner thing, with Schneizel", and the rest of my family present…
Lelouch slipped away from her and stood with his cotton towel still clutched to his waist, to advance to his closet, gathering few choices of evening wear for tonight's dreadful appointment, he mentally started to prepare for any counter attack to the subject of his failing career, when Shirley voiced something important to him, "Do you really have to go?", with a low, he couldn't ignore the slight worry to it, "Milly, would have a fit if I didn't –plus. what do you wanna' do on our time together?",
He approached her with cool, his clothes for the evening forgotten on the bedroom floor.
Shirley sat up, blushed, as she was now face to face with his waist, if it weren't for the cotton towel masking his modesty; she would've been in an uncomfortable situation,
"We could um?..", she wiped the tear staining her eyes and felt her shoulders pushed to a settling position a warm body pressed on top of hers,
"..Let's just see where the road takes us", she voiced with dried mouth.
"Yeah, all the way", he kissed her, as if time didn't come between them, tongue's twisting against each other, battling for dominance, she soon allowed him to gain the upper hand and settled on echoing her desire by inventing her legs open between his damn cotton towel she wished he would pull off anytime soon, and wanted to feel some sort of demand, yearning to relish her on his bed, was he holding back?
"Have you any?..", he placed delicate bite marks to her neck, smoothing his palms to glossy skin till it landed on a mountain for a chest, and pressed hard.
"Downstairs..i-in my bag", so she did come prepared?, something about that ticked him off, as if she planned all of this, intimacy, between them, he was no Romeo and she cleary wasn't Juliette, though looking into her craving eyes full of longing, just crafted this instance perfectly.
"Go- get it", that was an order.
"Yes.. Be back in a sec", she kissed those lips one last time before the sound of the doorbell rang.
"I'm not expecting anyone. Are you?", lelouch scanned the clcok sitting on his bedroom drawer, with worried violets, he had one more hour before dinner with his concerned family. Shirley silently shook her head as the doorbell rang, a second time. "ugh, coming!", He stood up covering the visible problem under his cotton towel, rushing downstairs to beckon the stranger away from his property, Shirley truly hoped lelouch would hurry back, after seeing what he was packing under that god forsaken towel, making her hand slide down to lace panties, liking the thrust of her fingers pushing in herself for him, "uh-hurry…"
The door swung open nearly coming off the hinges, lelouch ready to lash at the identity when his eyes caught the man laughing at his eagerness to return to Shirley.
"Is that a shampoo bottle in your towel, or are you just horny?", the man looked at the pleasant package begging to be undone.
"You're clearly early-too early if I may retort, Maldini", he snipped at the young assistant to his brother who'd he known for too long, looking bashful in dark coloured tuxedo with a Grande limousine awaiting at back.
"I'm I disturbing something?", Kanon pushed through to lelouch to enter without being invited, and stood looking his way up to the forbidden staircase, "I've a feeling if I make, my way upstairs, I would perceive a sight for sore eyes, I'm I right, young master?", he brushed a piece of burgundy –brown to the back of his ears and waited for a response with inviting bold –blues, holding back, a snicker.
Lelouch didn't have the time or patience for the jab, crossing his arms to his naked torso, waiting for a vivid explanation from the uninvited guest.
"We do miss your presence at the mansion." ,
lelouch sent him a -be quiet!- before turning to the sound of footsteps, coming from the staircase a semi dressed Shirley stood with buttoned blouse and naked legs , looking down at the guest from where she stood.
"Oh?, is it time to go already?", Kanon smiled full toothed before pressing, with practiced speech, "Schneizel Vi Britannia, asks of Mr. Lamperouge to hurry to dinner as soon as it could take-as his priorities arises elsewhere, you see young, lady, so we better not keep him waiting".
This didn't sit well with her, as she made her way up the stairs with just an "ok, sure-I'll see myself out", and retreated to fetch her things.
"You stay here, I'll go get ready", lelouch made his way to follow Shirley ignoring the cynical smile, Kanon exposed, not fully comprehending why his family always intervenes with his personal life.
" I'll be waiting in the limo",
"Shirley!, don't go", his hands placed around her waist, as she faced her back to him, "I won't be long. .Promise",
why has he never noticed how attractive she looked, with a frown plastered over from where he could see. Luckily she turned and accepted his kiss, savouring the effect it had on her, "I'll be waiting..", hopefully with no clothes on.
He got dressed with much acceleration and only coming out from the bathroom, to ask for assistance with his shirt collar, questioning how to wear it for the meeting; she kissed him, a chaste kiss, for good luck, and truly made herself at home..
"Are you ready, young master?", Kanon asked him, one last time before signalling the driver to start the engine. Lelouch nodded for an answer, pressing his shoulders back further to the scratchy leather seats of the posh car, he took one last breathe before shutting his eyes,
"This was going to be, a long night"…
And a long night it was,
As his eyes unlocked clear violets to scan the restaurant, it set to hold its bolt on one person, as Schneizel approached to a warm embrace.
"What's he doing here?", Lelouch had to guard his temper from lashing out,
"Brother, first say hello.." , Schneizel pressed warm palm, to the little back of lelouch to his seat.
"Good to see you again", the words were said in an icy undertone, as lelouch sat down,
"likewise", Lelouch stared at the identity revealed to be his arch nemesis Caustrik Jensen, sat in the same office attire he wore that late afternoon, "what are you doing here?", and where was everyone else?, his heart sank at the solemn feeling of not seeing his large family seated at the same table as him,
-It's been too long..
" ..Nearly three years, it's been?", Schneizel asked, as if reading the thoughtful expression lelouch had, "quite a long time you've been hiding from the family, brother, we missed you-but sorry not all of us could express this face to face."
"..I suppose?", dusting any evidence of emotion off, lelouch looked over to his brother ignoring the persistent gaze from Caustrik, " I don't know, if you've noticed, but, Caustrik's also here."
A sarcastic cough, made its way to lelouch, "Mr. Britannia invited me to this business proposal, lelouch", why?
"True..", Schneizel boasted, smiling over to his assistant ordering drinks from the waitress,
"I have a sort of predicament", his blue-eyes fixed to his younger brother.
"Please, do pray –tell", Schneizel sat up straight, intertwining his fingers together, his blue's setting to Caustrik, switching to lelouch, musing with the long silence the universe held for him.
"I was charmed from hearing your long rivalry and made a decision to work with you both- ''
"- not happening!", Lelouch jumped from his seat, nearly knocking off the waitress placing champagne glasses on their table.
"Lelouch sit", that was an order.
"Were not your test subjects", the raven pushed, "you cannot put two people that despise each other to work together, who do you think you are?", index finger directing to the accuser.
"Well..", Schneizel and his assistance both said in unison facing the obvious, Lelouch rolled his eyes he wasn't going to sit to this, Shirley needed him.
"Evidently, you're not working together.", he opened the inside pocket of his suit jacket and slid a maroon envelope to Caustrik, then, another to his brother, completing a flash of white at his disorderly expression.
Violet eyes motioned over to catch the unfamiliar gift.
"Inside these envelopes, would disclose my latest project-I'm looking for a new face,", Blue eyes tilted like ice, as he voiced his thoughts, his demand was met without disapprovals.
Lelouch thought, through Schneizel, was indeed doing him a huge favour whether he wanted it or not, he doesn't remember the last time his phone rang with a new business deal, he should be thankful to him, "I will not let you down Schneizel", he promised, watching his brother accept the coat his assistant position on his shoulders, with a slight possessive brush, which questioned his curiosity-
"We shall chat tomorrow, I bid you's goodnight",
This time Lelouch did not send a death glare, he watched Schneizel disappear to the exit, with a relief exhalation, seeing his family again really brought the devil out in him.
"So, we both got the same jobs?", asked the remaining blonde, surveying the envelope given with oceanic orbs, the interior lighting shun at his bronzed skin, mimicking a glow radiating from it, lelouch growled wishing he'd mark that face with more purple and blues instead of an untouched sun kissed tone, "..May the best man win.",
He possibly was still on an emotional high with everything that occurred during day, as he flung his fist to a handful of Caustrik's shirt, closely yanking the buttons off,
"Listen here you punk, if I hear one word of my family's secret spoken to our colleagues- I promise you, I'll personally end your life, and get away with it-do you hear me!",
Caustrik remained seated, unwilling to comply to lelouch's wrath, with the murmur of the restaurants guests, he simply nodded, and turned to the observing restaurant,
"Waitress..",
He ignored the other, and grinned, deathly, like smiling to a drowning puppy, sinking to lake water, barking for help. He met the violets glaring back with ignited danger.
"Shirley's waiting for ya', you should go…'', lelouch shot him a look of indifference disguising his surprise, yet, his grip spoke a different feeling.
Was his life an open book?,
"Just remember one thing pal", Caustrik's index, faced to himself, "I had her first", as if the message didn't reach Lelouch, he continued, "-she likes the missionary position..", with a swirl to his wrist, he unhooked himself off, and left Lelouch standing on his two-feet, unable to form a sentence.
The waitress distracted him with a practiced smile,
"Sir, is everything ok?",
"A glass of your finest –please "
His coffee was scorching hot; awaking the soaring headache from the night before, not that he regretted asking Shirley to leave (kicking her out of his apartment, more like) but he must've
Over-drank to the point where it numb the pain and blurred his memory, questioning how he got home that night?.
Operating on one hour's sleep, his conscious decided to focus on urgent matters, at his attention to the maroon envelope pleading to be unbolted, he snatched it and read the white page draft of his brothers objective.
"Male required for important video shoot
Posted: by Kanon Maldini
Deadline: 01/05/2017
Role Information
Roles: Other
Details of Role
Male WANTED for commercial video project We're looking for a male for a commercial video with a unique visual aesthetic. The male will be required to express emotion through body movement. The male will be wearing a dark outfit and a mask with patterns designed in UV paint. The video will accompany for upcoming movie project produced by powerhouse producer Schneizel Vi Britannia The job is paid at compensational rate, and a great opportunity for setting foot adding material to their portfolio - the video has a big chance of reaching a large audience before hitting Hollywood production Casting Agents required to bring in their top clients for this position, those with experience in movies DO NOT attend, fresh faces only. "
"What the fuck is this-?",
"I hope you've everything under control, hmm?", Milly positioned herself in front of his desk, carrying documents upon, documents of paper clutched at her chest, walking on impossibly high-heels, at any rate awaiting to fall dangerously to the floor, but, like a seasoned pro, she stood towering over the dark haired male, looking at him with an exquisite curved brow,
"Drown your worries Milly, I have everything under control. Just going through the final touch up", he lied with all confidence spewed at the sentence, he'd only organised an open casting for all public to come in and showcase their talent, but he'd no clue if anyone would show up, judging by his portfolio,
if lelouch hadn't have fired his other useless actors who weren't meeting up to par to the level of his then client Rolo, he wouldn't be in this predicament.
"Good", she caught the lie but chose to overlook as her thoughts were focused on Caustrik as planB,
"Make sure the location is prim and spotless, Schneizel is our biggest client to date- I don't want him to be –"
The phone rang…
"-Sorry Mills- have to take this one, could be him", lelouch interrupted, didn't wait for a ensured answer from her and spoke directly to the phone, "Hello, Lelouch speaking",
"Hello, guys.. Kanon Maldini, here, Assistant to Mr Britannia. He request a conference call with yourself and Caustrik on line two, may I..?", that wasn't a suggestion…
lelouch looked up from his dark bangs and caught the glare from Caustrik, on the other side, as they both spoke in unison, "You could pass him through", a second dial tone signalled and Schneizel's voice spoke through, visibly calm and assertive.
"Good morning Team-' '
Schneizel purposely added, "Hope everything went well, last night and the two of you hadn't quarrelled?-' ', He paused for a second, a light chuckle sounded through the device " – just a quick call to see where's the location going to be held today, as I'm not too familiar with central town?",
Was he thinking of coming over, shit?
Lelouch hadn't booked anything as of yet, so he allowed his arch enemy to answer first,
"The Kings Cross cafe, Mr .Vi Britannia, and the whole place has been booked for the event tonight, fifty talents are waiting as we speak-'', Caustrik spoke with white tooth, on the other line, as from where lelouch could see,
"-how about Lelouch?", the other swallowed a saliva taking a moment to breathe in calm, before expressing,
"You'll see when you get there..", He hung up the phone and took off, to approach Kallen, It felt like the whole room surveyed him with shock written across their faces, from what he could sense from the silent atmosphere, his eyes caught Kallen holding back a laugh,
"I dunno' what's eating you up lately, but I've a message for ya' ", Kallen beat him to start a conversation, knowing well the questionable look he held to her, of course they were listening in on the call…
"If it's about Shirley, I'm not listening", he shrugged, and stood in front of her vision.
"-It's not. But you should've known to not have gone there, whilst dick-head was still hittin' it", she chewed on her pen, leaning back to her chair, to come a surprise remark from her friend, any –minute-now-
"What you mean buy still, hittin' it?",
She laughed, slamming her palm to her desk, "calm down-thought you didn't wanna hear abou her?",
"Thought she was a virgin..", he desperately tried to not think of the red head, working on the first floor, he could easily glance up and meet her profile- but he didn't,
"I need your assistance on today's casting-", he sighed.
"Okay, after I come out from the ladies room", she placed a posted-note to his palm and sashayed away, from him,
"What is this?", he read the ink marks
" boy named suzaku Kururugi called looking for ya, his numbers at my desk only if you tell me if his cute"
"Slut..", lelouch leered, feeling as if his day's starting to get better.
And the worst it got…
Amongst the streets packed with business suits and urgent striding bypasses, lelouch could not gain at least one attention from them, as he handed out leaflets upon leaflets for today's early casting, he recalled his original plan before getting attacked by those bullies Caustrik had sent, and was now realizing it, but it wasn't working.
Deeply, he cursed, Schneizel for booking this casting so quickly, in a day from now, though he should've been prepared for his brother's way of business, even if it turned out to be the day after meeting him, it wasn't enough time for him to assemble fifty fresh faced nobodies at a click of fingers,
"Fuck you, Schneizel", he should quit cursing, but the phone he borrowed from Kallen, rang, halting him from passing another leaflet to a bypasser, the gusty air taking it instead.
"Lelouch speaking-",
"Hey, I got a miss call from this-wait, is your name lelouch?",
"Suzaku?", he recalled that cheerful voice.
"You remembered! How are you doing, lelouch?-how's the face?", the boy chuckled through the phone, sounding like a passing train.
"My face?", Lelouch remembered the green substance he'd left unattended in the kitchen table, "Oh?, its great-the last time I checked that is. Listen I'm in deep need of your help", again..
"Sure?"
"Can we meet up, let's say?", he eyed the time on the phone, pulling it back from his ear, "Now?"
"uh?", please say yes as I don't have much time, "where- about?"
"Pendragon square", lelouch pushed, without a pause.
"I'm sorry Lelouch-I'm outta town, could we not meet up tommo-"
"No!", he was sounding like a spoilt child, "Suzaku – you need to come now". There was no point telling him on the phone.
The line went silent for a few minutes, lelouch felt his foot tap the hard concrete floors awaiting a response from the other, as the public eyed him with curious glares, staring at his vibrant phone, fit for a girl
.
"Ok-I'll be there!",
"You're the best, suzaku", he couldn't contain his victory, and Schneizel would fall in love with Suzaku,
No doubt the boy has a certain charm to him. All he needed now was to make-way, back to the office he'd only five more minutes before ShowTime-
"-I'll be there in forty-five minutes, lelouch stay where you are-", the line went dead.
Dead like his career was going to be as soon as the other mentioned forty-five minutes, it'll take him to get there, "I don't have forty-five minutes!", he screamed at nobody on the other line, sinking his worries to the concrete floors, he needed a plan B, and he needed it ASAP.
His fingers dialled the office phone of Kallen's desk, praying she'll at least pick up, as his feet got back up to make haste to the event, where the casting was held, downtown in the square -
"Wassup?"
"Kallen!, listen, have you any exes that would like to be casted on my bro-Schneizel Vi Britannia's project?", he almost spilled his families secret , his feet rushing past the queue to make way to –
Wait, did he just pass a queue? Stopping in front of the crowd more than what seems like a hundred, males standing impatient, to make way to the sealed doors,
"Lelouch, I don't have fifty exes!-well, maybe?..-but",
"..Kallen, grab as many security with you, we have a slight situation," The eager crowd of men all ages, from teenagers to circus acts, to firefighters to police patrol- dressed in Halloween costumes, crowded the outside area of the event hall , lelouch couldn't comprehend the madness of it all, maybe he didn't need suzaku Kururugi, after all?
"Everybody, line up…This is going to be a long day"…
With his phone back to his pocket, tan hands caressed the markings on the grave tomb written in foreign calligraphy, tracing the familiar name that sprung memories to him like childhood dreams fulfilled with sunflowers and running around in the kururugi shrine, he could taste the smell of pollen filling his nostrils, as he unlocked his green gems looking to the flowers he brought, two, one for his father and the other for the tomb close to his, placing one of each with tender touches to leave behind lingering feelings that would break down to tears,
"I'm sorry father, for everything", he sniffed away the remaining guilt, and shame he brought upon himself, how stupid could he have been for causing so much pain to him,
"It wasn't your fault dad – I just lost control", brown bangs, hid a shadow of guilt, he stood up making his way from the grave yard, feeling life coming back to his feet, he took off, not looking back to his mistake, he had somewhere to be, someone needed him.
End of Chapter