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Chapter Six: Arrivals and Bitter Sweet Reunions

It was only five in the morning and she was wearing nothing but the short sleeved short black dress with frilly white apron that Milly had assigned for them to all wear. Even though it was snowing and she had only a thin black layer of nylon stockings to protect her frail legs from the freezing temperatures. She perked up when a taxi rolled up, the windows revealing two silhouettes she knew well. Her eyes lit up eagerly, face turning a pale pink with her joy. The back door opened and out stepped a large silver wolf, grinning at her in a way that made her heart and joy fall straight to her gut. "You don't look happy to see me," An airy girl's voice stated with a slight pout to it. Nina let out a small gasp, stepping back from the cab a bit in alarm as the other woman walked out.

She wore a light brown winter coat and high up tan boots with white fur on the edges. Her hair was styled like always; two buns on the sides of her head and the rest trailing down like a long pink river to the back of her knees. The only thing added was a plush white hat keeping her head warm. "I-I am happy to see you, Lady Euphemia! I j-j-just…" She trailed, her voice nervous and weak. A sweet smile turned up Euphy's lips and she started to speak but Yosuke barked.

"Ah, you're right. I can't leave the luggage in the back," She stated, smiling brightly at her Partner before heading to retrieve her things from the now popped trunk. While she was gone his chestnut hued spheres trapped on Nina's olive ones, hate and warning in his gaze. He growled lowly, lips curling up a bit to reveal his pointed and fearful fangs. She twitched, hand coming up in front of her chest protectively. He resisted the urge to laugh at her pathetic attempt to shield herself. The other girl returned, looking between them worriedly. "You two are getting along, right?"

"We'll be fine if she learns her place," He snarled, stepping toward the young teen girl, causing her to shriek and stumble back in to the nearby brick wall surrounding the school. He smirked victoriously, glaring at her, as his Partner's soft hand slid over his head gently. He looked up at her, meeting the chiding yet pleading gaze. He whimpered, knowing what she wanted of him and knowing he was resistant. He stared at her, trying to fight with her mentally about it. Finally, knowing that she would persuade him, he scoffed and glared off in the distance. "Fine. I'll be good and stick to the mission plan."

"Thank you, Yosuke," She giggled happily before turning to the resituated Nina. Now the girl was back on her own two feet watching them patiently. "Now, will you be so kind as to give us a tour?"

Lelouch sighed as they walked along the path. Suzaku was acting strangely and it concerned him. The young wolf kept giving him sideways glances and then looking away, clearly frantic with embarrassment, when their eyes met. Not only that but he would stare off, lost in his own head, and jerk savagely when he finally snapped out of it. He was worried that whatever was distracting his Partner would lead to trouble during the sparring matches to be held today. "Suzaku, are you okay?" He asked, stopping abruptly. The other halted, looking at him over his shoulder curiously. The look of determination in those violet orbs only gave the brunette a sign that this was something the other wasn't going to let up on.

He looked down before looking back up at Lelouch, eyes bright with his resolve. "Lelouch, I have something important to tell you," He stated sternly. The darker haired male blinked a bit before nodding. Suzaku swallowed hard, strengthened his resolve again, before grabbing the other's small shoulders and meeting his gaze. "Lelouch, I-!"

Suddenly a blur of grey feathers pummeled right in to Suzaku's head, little talons prodding in to his head. They heard a musical giggle while Lelouch looked toward the young woman approaching as Suzaku attempted to pry the little creature off his head. "Good to see you two are on your way. Your competition has arrived already and are awaiting your arrival," She hummed merrily before whistling. Upon the sound little Vladimir launched from the werewolf's head and fluttered right in to the Stuco President's awaiting arms. She smiled brightly at them, turning toward the school and looking back over her shoulder. "Come on you two! We've already sold out for the first show!" She cheered. Lelouch glanced at Suzaku, who know glared at the chipper female and her evil little pet a few feet away.

"We can talk about this later. In private," Lelouch whispered to him before walking after Milly. Emerald eyes turned a few shades lighter with hope. If he could get Lelouch alone and confess… and if his feelings were returned… He grinned brightly and quickly followed after the two humans.

The minute matching amethyst eyes locked, one set in happiness and the other in horror, tension grew thick in the Student Council room. However Suzaku, who had changed before entering, was wagging his tail with a bright smile. "Yosuke!" He cheered to the misty blue wolf a few feet away. The other male flashed him a slightly smug grin before trotting up and head butting him lightly. It was after exchanging a few short pleasantries that they looked toward their respective Partner curiously. Milly was slightly surprised the two wolves hadn't been choked by the wrathful aura emanating from the raven haired GSlayer standing a mere five feet away.

"What are you doing here?" Lelouch growled lowly, tone a bit hoarse but filled with malice. The rosette haired maiden before him merely smiled in that sickeningly charming way of hers.

"It's been a long time, Lelouch," She stated happily. Suzaku blinked, confused as to why the dark haired human was being so rude to the kind human seated at the Student Council table. Milly stiffened as she stared at the girl, realizing why Lelouch was reacting like this, and looking between them frantically.

'She knows too much. This could get really risky really fast,' The blond woman thought worriedly. Yes, Milly Ashford was a bit selfish and had a bad tendency of using her family name to further her own causes within H.A.W.W. and the school but she was loyal to her friends. And Lelouch, who had been raised beside her since they were at the tender age of ten, was at the top of her list. With all the secrets he had to keep hidden, with all the hardships he'd endured, with having to take care of Nunnally by himself, with the façade he had to show teachers and peers, she had been the only person to ever see the blessed human at his low points. She had seen him scream and shout and cry and break things. He couldn't reveal these things to Nunnally for she was too innocent and would take all the blame upon herself. She glanced at Nina warily, sapphire eyes narrowing a bit. 'If Nina knew this girl had some connection to Lelouch's past… No! Nina could never do something like that! She's too nice.' Milly shook her head and plastered on her best smile. "Now, now, Lulu, be nice! And come help me with setting up the rest of the things for the sparring arena." She declared, grabbing the pale boy's wrist and dragging him along before he could argue. She slammed the door, leaving the others in the room to stare with raised eyebrows.

Once in the hallway she released her death grip on the other's wrist, allowing him to rub the sore spot with a small scowl on his features. She tilted her head toward the other end of the hallway and began walking. Knowing she wanted to talk business he walked beside her silently, letting his arms return to his sides. "Who is she, Lelouch?" She whispered softly, making sure no one could hear them easily. Not even Suzaku or Yosuke would hear them as long as they were quiet and walking away.

"That's Euphemia, the daughter closest to me in age that he created," He stated just as softly with a tone soaked in resentment. He glanced back, violet eyes turning almost black with the rage he showed the other end of the hall before they turned the corner. "She's always been Daddy's little princess, never questioning why he had her do the things he had her do. Just another of his nameless, faceless little lambs."

"Do you think he sent her to take you out?" She asked worriedly. They stopped in front of a large window, looking out cautiously before looking back at one another.

"No, they need me alive," He pointed out as he leaned against the window frame and stared out. His eyes were glossed over with some secret emotion that the last Ashford did not recognize on his features. Perhaps he was reminiscing? "I will never return to that place. I refuse to become some creature to be worshipped and sacrificed to commit genocide. I won't ever become what they dream of." The woman's eyes softened on Lelouch as he spoke. He had never told her exactly what torture he'd been put through but she knew a bit. She knew that during the day they treated him like a God, but at night the man he once called father had put him through terrible tests and experimented on him a bit. She knew, from Lelouch telling her once, that one thing was that the blessed human would be forced to endure having nails hammered in to his feet and hands to build his resistance to pain.

She gave a hopeful smile and rested a hand on his shoulder. He looked at her, looking again unidentifiable to Madam President. "The difference between then and now is that you have Suzaku now. He'll always fight with you," She stated brightly. Lelouch's look only darkened at this. He shrugged off her hand and began walking off.

"Her Partner is an old friend of his. When you get right down to it, he'll probably stick up for one of his own rather than some weak little human he's only known for a few months," He stated bitterly. Milly watched him retreat before sighing lightly. She wished that she hadn't agreed to do this whole sparring thing, regardless of how much money they'd make through it.

Suzaku watched with worry cast over his jade eyes as Lelouch sharpened the blade on one of his arrows. Ever since meeting Yosuke's Partner Euphemia, or Euphy as she had told them all to call her with a kind voice, his usually indifferent and apathetic Partner was being a tad bit moody. He was surprisingly jumpy and was like a coiled spring, lashing out over the tiniest of things. Normally if Lelouch acted like this it was because of a botched exorcism or something around those lines but this time it seemed to be only provoked by the girl with bubble gum pink locks and cheerful violet spheres. Lelouch tossed his arrows in to his quiver with a loud clattering, in a manner he never treated his weapons no matter his mood. "What's wrong, Lelouch?" Suzaku vocalized finally, giving the boy with midnight hued lock his most irresistible puppy face. It had worked for him multiple times in the past with his mother and the older woman in the village, so why not try it here? The answer was a piercing glare and scoff from the human. He then walked out of the room and headed down the hall toward the stairs, heading to the large gym for the demonstration.

Now, werewolves hated it when their Partners withheld information, especially about the person's emotional or mental status. In seconds a large growling mass of slightly curled auburn fur stood in front of the annoyed teen defiantly, cutting off his plan for escape. "Suzaku, move," He stated in a dangerous, threatening voice. This only made the young wolf's glare strengthen and gain more fuel.

"What is your problem?!" He declared angrily. Lelouch blinked for a moment, surprised by this sudden outburst, before glaring again. "Lelouch, either tell me or we're going to be very late to this little sparring match."

"Look," Lelouch stated flatly while looking to the side, "Euphemia and I don't exactly get along, alright? I don't feel like elaborating further right now." And with that he quickly slipped between the large wolf and hallway wall. Suzaku turned, watching with a worried coat over his eyes, before following after him quietly. Some thing told him it was going to be a very long day.

The sparring match had been Suzaku's least favorite experience so far for his time at Ashford Academy. Something had changed, perhaps because it was said that a wolf with a Partner became ten times more powerful, but Yosuke had thoroughly whipped Suzaku. He was completely confused but was shocked when Yosuke's Partner, Euphy, had sent a poison dart right in to the brunette's collarbone. Now he was seated on Lelouch's bed in a pair of loose fitting jeans while the other looked at the wound. "That bitch was trying to kill you and he knew it," Lelouch growled softly, picking up a small cup he had brought in with him. He leaned forward a bit, pressing his lips to a bloody, tainted wound and gently sucked. Suzaku's eyes snapped open from the unbelievable pain. His hands clenched on the bed while he growled and ground his teeth. The onyx tinted head pasted from his bronze skin and emerald eyes watched, dazed, as the other spit blood in to the cup.

"What are you…?" He panted out before groaning again. He didn't know if it was because of the contact to his wound or that the poison was spreading but excruciating pain was beginning to bloom from his collarbone down his right arm. Amethyst eyes gazed at him intensely. Though Suzaku wouldn't admit it, the other male looked rather sexy matching that look and the blood trickling in a thin stream down his chin.

"Werewolves are used to extracting poison like this. It's safer for you than methods normally used for humans in hospitals," He explained before setting back to flushing out the toxin. He did this a few more times before Suzaku's breathing leveled back out, he looked a little less flushed and the slight fever he'd had before the dark haired male began removing the vile fluid orally had disappeared.

"You sure know a lot about my people," Suzaku pointed out, leaning back on his hands as the feeling came back to his arm. Lelouch wiped his mouth on his sleeve, not caring that a crimson blur was now staining the white cotton. He glanced to the side sadly, memories of the few happy times from his childhood sweeping through his head.

"My mother taught me a lot before she died. She wanted me to be prepared for my future," He stated slowly, glaring to the side. His fists clenched as he remembered the perky, bright eyed girl who had watched in amazement when he took his beatings. The look of sheer delight in those dark purple eyes, eyes he himself had, always made him cringe back. And now she was here, trying to take Suzaku away from him too. "And now to think Euphy's here… She must have been sent to kill you. And I doubt that your old friend is ignorant about it." He stated, looking sternly at the startled chestnut haired boy beside him.

Again the fear that Yosuke may be a traitor who needed to be executed and his loyalty to his friend battled inside him. He had to put faith in his old friend. Yosuke may be a bit cynical and a little peculiar but that didn't make him a traitor or a threat to all werewolves, did it? "I doubt that. Yosuke's smart plus strong and if something was going on he'd put an end to it," He argued back softly.

"Are you stupid or just in denial? There's no way he couldn't know. She just happened to hit you in the collarbone and he just happened to have you in the perfect angle for it to hit and just happened to have a firm enough grip to keep you down and just happened to let go just as the dart hit. Yup, he's completely innocent," The blessed human snapped sarcastically. He glared at the werewolf with a mixed look between rage and a small swirl of concern. "Suzaku, if it gets down to a serious battle you have to be willing to kill him."

"I've known Yosuke since we were kids! He wouldn't do something like this! Slayers killed his mother and he's sworn to avenge her someday! He could never do what you're insinuating!" He screamed viciously, eyes filled with loathing on the human. Lelouch flinched back a bit having never been glared at so hatefully by the other.

"People change is all I'm saying. With Euphy's charm I can see why he might be tricked in to betraying you but you have to accept it. Sometimes power and other influences change people," Lelouch stated calmly, looking down again. He then looked up, his eyes filled with rage of his own. All he was trying to do was look out for his Partner and this was the thanks he gave. "You need to decide now who is more important to you! If it gets down to that point which who would you choose?! Me or that damned traitor?!" He snapped viciously.

Suzaku growled lowly at this. "I already know who I'd choose! Isn't it obvious?!" He retorted bitterly. Lelouch felt cold fear slither up his spine. This was it. This was when Suzaku would tell him to take a hike and that his friend deserved his trust. That made more sense, didn't it? To bet on a friend from infanthood than some human you'd been forced to live with for the past few months? "If you have to actually ask than you must be the real idiot here!" And then Lelouch was pinned down on the bed beneath the enraged wolf, their lips mashed together in a heated and rough kiss.

It wasn't until he realized that he could taste his own blood that Suzaku really registered what he'd done. Yes, he was angry that Lelouch doubted him. He had stood at Lelouch's side faithfully all these months, hadn't he? And that was sometimes a very hard feat for the future alpha male to handle, considering how Lelouch loved making either snide remarks or no remarks at all. But when he snapped out of his daze he seized control, hovering over the smaller male on his elbows and knees, while pressing his lips more firmly over the ones beneath him. He heard a soft noise, not of protest but maybe surprise or delight, come from the other form. He slowly pulled back, opening his tightly shut eyes to gaze down.

To say that Lelouch looked cute would be an understatement; he looked adorable, beautiful and sexy all rolled in to one neat little package. His face was lightly flushed with a pale pink that made his entire face seem to glow a bit. His hair was fanned out underneath him on the pillow, the contrast of snowy white and inky black making his half hooded amethyst spheres, clouded with a thin veil of pleasure and desire, seem that much darker. His lips were now a bit swollen and a more rosy pink, parted a bit to take in soft and deep breathes. "Suzaku," He murmured in a curious little purr that sent shivers down the other's spinal column. He knew Lelouch probably wasn't trying to be this down right sexy but it was thrilling to the curly topped brunette.

Instead of trying to explain why he'd done this so spontaneously Suzaku decided to see where his impulses would lead him. He leaned down and again kissed the human below, but this time it was gentler and chaster. He swore he would have had a heart attack for the sheer joy he felt when Lelouch kissed back and slid his left arm around his neck. When those long, pale fingers began lightly massaging and combing through his soft curls he let out a soft growl of approval. Suzaku took his Partner's more welcoming response as a sign and sneaked one hand to the back of Lelouch's head, tilting his head a bit to help better the angle. He was answered with soft mewls of delight. He was beginning to really like those peculiar little noises.

They parted again for air, panting a mere three or four centimeters from one another's lips. Lelouch blinked, slipping from his daze just a bit, when he felt a drop of something warm land on his shirt, the newly dampened spot pressing gently to his flesh. He looked and saw a scarlet hue and suddenly remembered Suzaku's injury. He needed to stop the bleeding and finish treating it. He had drained the poison, which was the most important thing, but he still didn't want to run the risk of it worsening from lack of proper medical attention. "Suzaku, you're wound," He tried to muster out. The other's vert tinted eyes shifted to the small puncture wound before he looked back at him with a raised eyebrow. "If I don't finishing cleaning it you'll run the risk of getting an infection." He divulged further, thinking that could sway the other to see the seriousness of the situation. As usual, however, Suzaku felt no urgency in said position and decided that the pale column of neck belonging to his worried Partner needed a little color to it.

Lelouch bit back a moan when Suzaku latched on to the crook of his neck, lightly pinching the vulnerable skin between his teeth. He closed his eyes tightly, his thoughts no longer neatly organized within his own head. Suzaku had a tendency of knowing just how to unnerve the raven haired teenager. But he wasn't necessarily complaining at the given moment. "Su-za-ku," He stressed each syllable in hopes of sounding more serious but it sounded more like, in Lelouch's opinion, a pathetic plea for more. To Suzaku… It sounded like a pathetically adorable plea for more. Which he was more than happy to oblige.

He retreated back to those petal soft lips, claiming them again as his own. He felt Lelouch's fingers curl in a small fist, tugging a bit hard on his hair. Suzaku, however, didn't mind like some humans might have. After all he made the change from human to werewolf at least twice a day; this was like being poked in the back of the head with just the tip of a pencil. The hand he had been using to manipulate the other's head now glided over his throat, now spotting five or six red marks of various sizes, to the buttons of the white dress shirt. While his fingers worked on removing the article of clothing he now found quite annoying he lightly nipped Lelouch's pouty bottom lip. While the other moaned softly from both surprise and bliss he pressed his tongue in, exploring the new territory with a large sum of eagerness. He felt the other respond quite boldly. The auburn locked male thought his black haired Partner would be a bit more resistant than this. Not that he was complaining about having a more than willing companion for this. No, not companion; lover.

He pulled back finally, a little bit of saliva still connecting he and Lelouch's panting mouths. The pale chest, heaving up and down with the effort of breathing, was revealed through a medium sized gap from the undone buttons. Lelouch sat up a bit before shrugging out of the cotton top wordlessly. The faint pink mist to his cheeks was the only sign that he was a little embarrassed about being revealed to this extent. Suzaku thought it cute and once the item was tossed to the floor leaned forward so his eyes were level with Lelouch. The other met his gaze, agreement in his eyes, and that was all the brunette needed.

He was upon Lelouch as if he was a wounded rabbit he had just cornered. He returned to Lelouch's lips, kissing him rather roughly and invading his mouth in a second. He listened to the soft and delicious moans that escaped the raven haired boy beneath him. Suzaku was not satisfied any longer with these little sounds and wanted to hear more and of greater volume. While keeping Lelouch in the lip lock the hand that had undone his shirt slid down and gently prodded a pale pink nipple. Lelouch's eyes widened and he let out a small cry, breaking their kiss. He was panting a bit rougher now. Jade eyes came alive with both excitement and amazement. The pale boy was much more sensitive to his touch than he'd been anticipating. He leaned down and lightly lapped at one experimentally and was quite pleased when another loud cry tore free of those bruised and pink lips. "Suzaku," Lelouch cried in a soft whine, throwing his pride to the wind and instead letting himself be warmed by the actions of the werewolf above him. For so long he had a fear of intimacy, a fear of falling in love or even seeking out animalistic pleasures with another or with himself, but here he was now with a man he had only known for a few months. But that was all it had taken for Lelouch to become completely absorbed by the carefree smile, the kind emerald eyes, the bronze toned flesh.

If Suzaku was given a wolf tail at that moment it would have been wagging like mad. He knew, just by looking at those lightly hazed violet spheres, that this was what both he and Lelouch wanted. His feelings were requited and with this, the act of them making love, it was made a finalized thing. In all his life the wolf had never known that love could be this fantastic. He had guessed it was grand, by watching how mates reacted to one another in the village, but feeling it was something so much better he almost wanted to grab Lelouch and roll around on the bed with him, just so that he could be surrounded by his Partner's scent. But rather than act out on those impulses he kissed a trail of liquid fire along the others abdomen. He gave each nipple a small teasing, noting how doing this caused a fine pink mist to color all of the pale flesh and give it a pale glow. He swirled his tongue in and around his lover's naval, enjoying how frantically the other was breathing now. He paused, his hot breath lightly fanning the other's midriff, as he worked with the other's black trousers. Lelouch perked up and wiggled his hips, freeing himself with Suzaku's aid, before feeling himself blush a dark scarlet at how obviously aroused he was. Suzaku gave him a toothy grin. "You've really been enjoying this, huh?" He asked cheerfully. Lelouch bit his lips and clenched his fist to keep from striking the other.

He looked to the side, trying to think of anything but the ache between his thighs, when suddenly his thighs were spread apart and teeth were nibbling on the newly unveiled flesh. "Suza-Suzaku," He purred weakly, looking at the grinning wolf with half lidded eyes. He silently made a mental note to lecture the other male about smirking at him like that and then forgot it when a finger crooked in the side of his black underwear and slid up along the side of his erection. "Ah! Suzaku!" He rasped loudly. Not there was the volume Suzaku liked!

Getting a little too impatient due to the itch between his own legs the curly haired boy yanked the black panties aside and hooked Lelouch's legs over his shoulder. He then began working on the fly to his own pants, silently cursing any holy being when his zipped was stuck. And then, with a simple flick of his wrist, Suzaku snapped the silly little zipper right off, letting his jeans sag with the lose and give his erect a nice V shape to poke out from. He slipped one hand in past the hem of his boxers and let his weeping and painfully hard arousal press free. He could see Lelouch's face turn a little bit redder when it brushed against one of his plump white globes. Past this point Suzaku was in new territory. His instinct had led him this far, telling him to do the things that made Lelouch cry out and beg for more, but now it said to press inside and fulfill both their needs. But this was where Suzaku's logic, somehow having survived to this point, jumped in and argued he not just thrust in so brazenly. He tried to decide quickly and perked up when he felt Lelouch shift. He looked at the amethyst eyed boy and realized he was offering him a tiny bottle.

"It's lotion," He panted his explanation. Suzaku tilted his head a bit, still clearly confused, and caused Lelouch to blush even more. "Put it on your… thing… before you… well, you know…" He mumbled shyly, looking anywhere but at the curious emerald eyes fixated on him. Slowly understanding came to the other's face and he smiled. He leaned in for a quick peck to one flushed cheek before popping open the bottle. He was greeted by the intoxicating smell of lavender. So that was why Lelouch had such soft skin and smelt of lavender so often!

He placed an amount he considered acceptable on his manhood before positioning himself. He swallowed hard before pressing forward slowly, listening to the little voice in the back of his head that told him to play nice. He could feel Lelouch tensing up at the unfamiliar sensation but pressed onward, his breath becoming ragged and harsh. He watched the human below him toss his head back and forth, clinging to the sheets and fighting back tears. He leaned down, still pushing farther in, and kissed him. He used one hand to move the frail arms to around his neck, where the other's nails found themselves content digging into his back. He didn't care because it wasn't very painful to him and waited until he was fully inside to back up a bit. It felt like a warm vice grip was around his erection and it was bringing him both pleasure and pain; pleasure from the sheer sensation but pain because he could not move until he was sure Lelouch would be okay. "Le…Lelouch," He panted out, looking down at the human boy through hooded eyes.

The other's lids were clamped shut tightly and he finally noticed the mails biting cresset marks in to the skin of his back. Slowly violet orbs shifted open and met his gaze. He nudged his hips experimentally and held the hiss of pain that threatened to break out inside. "Go," He whined softly, trying to coax the other in to moving. A low concerned whine escaped the werewolf before he obliged, moving slowly back and then in. Lelouch gasped lightly, still getting used to the strange feeling, and whimpered a bit. He was grateful that Suzaku was going slow, moving with shallow thrusts.

After what felt like an eternity to Suzaku a small cry of pleasure escaped his Partner. "Suzaku! T-There!" He cried softly, looking at emerald eyes pleadingly. The young wolf prince didn't know what he'd done but he repeated it. He had struck Lelouch's prostate and when he did it again the boy arched and cried. Suzaku moaned lowly, reveling in the tightening of his other's muscles when the sweet spot was struck. He continued to push in and out, making sure to hit that spot again and again. He started to speed up and get a little rougher, edged on by the pleas and cries he was eliciting from the blessed human's bruised lips. And then, in one final thrust, he and Lelouch gave in, cry out for one another.

Suzaku's nose twitched dully as the smell of sweat filled the room. It was mingling with Lelouch's other smells and reminded him of the first time he'd caught the scent. He had been attracted to it then and now he knew why. His arms shook as he kept himself up and slowly removed himself from within Lelouch. He flopped over on to his side and looked at Lelouch through sweaty brown locks. They stared at each other, dark green and dark purple gazing at each other, before they moved. Suzaku reached out as Lelouch squirmed over, settling in to his arms. They laid there, wrapped in one another's embrace, and just pretending the world wasn't as dark as they both knew it was.

Cici looked up from her perch on the couch. She floated up, her long lime tinted locks trailing after her, and looked at the staircase. "So it appears the werewolf can be trusted," She mumbled absent mindly. She glanced down at her hand, which was faded even more than it normally was. A rueful smile turned up her lips before she shifted her gaze upward. "Soon my time will be up. I only hope that I've done right by you both. Lady Marianne, Lady Rin… Have I fulfilled the request you made of me?" She asked softly. She received no answer, of course. But Cici was used to it by this point. After all, she was a only a ghost.

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