A few weeks later, Lelouch disappeared yet again, despite what he'd said to me. I thought that this vicious cycle would never end. He'd leave, I'd be left devastated, he'd come back and we'd eventually go back to the way we were until he left again.

This time however he was back within a few days. I knew he was back but he never gave me the opportunity to see him or speak to him. My time was running out with the wedding less than a month away and in that time I hadn't seen Lelouch once.


"Suzaku?" I asked knocking on the door to his study.

I heard a muffled "Come in," and pushed the door open slightly before stepping inside.

"C2, right on time!" he sung as he descended from a ladder lent against a bookcase with three books in his hand.

"What you up to?!" I asked leaning against the door.

"I needed to check on some of the company records from a few months back but that can wait. What did you want to talk about?!" he asked placing the books on his desk and gesturing for me to sit down.

"You're not going to like what I have to say but please don't hate me!?" I practically whispered.

"Hate you!? I'm sure it's not that bad to make me hate you," he said his smile slightly reassuring.

"Three weeks ago I slept with Lelouch," the smile faded from Suzaku's face and he sat down suddenly.

I hung my head so I was unable to see his hurt expression.

"C2, do you love him?" he asked his voice quiet but with some edge to it.

I shook my head.

"Then forget about it, forget about him, I'm over him!" He said slamming his fist down on the table.

I looked up at his face to see his expressions distorted in hate and anger.

"I can't forget about it Suzaku, I can't forget about him because no matter how much I try I'm not going to get over him!" I began my voice raising. "He's never just going to be another person to me. He's always going to be someone special to me and you know that! Spending time with Lelouch, I began to think that loving someone might actually be possible."

He stood up, "We are getting married in under a month!" he shouted.

"But that isn't what I want!" I yelled.

I saw him take a step back and steady himself on his desk.

"W-what!?" he stuttered.

"Suzaku," I began my voice soft, "You always wanted me to fall in love, and maybe I will. But I can't fall in love with you."

He sat back down. I opened my mouth to speak but he held his hand up to silence me.

"Get out," he mumbled.

I stood still despite the fact I had heard him loud and clear.

"GET OUT!" he yelled.

I walked towards the door but paused before opening it.

"I'm sorry Suzaku," he said nothing as I shut the door behind me.


Nunally was meant to be spending some time at home that week. However when I got home the only people at the table were my mum and dad.

I sat down across from them at the table but they didn't smile when I made eye contact with them. In fact they had ashamed looks on their faces.

"Mum?!" I began, "What's going on? Where's Nunally?!"

"I asked her to go to her room," she answered her gaze on me never faltering.

"Suzaku's mother called us," my dad interjected. "She said the wedding is called off."

My mum stood up suddenly, slapping me across my face. My cheek burned where she'd slapped me and I hung my head as she began to shout.

"How could you be so reckless! Throwing away your future as if it were nothing!"

"I don't need Suzaku to have a future!" I yelled at her and I heard her hand raise before the burning sensation on my cheek was doubled.

She was crying, I could heard it, a muffled cry.

She was about to slap me for a third time before my dad finally stood up, slamming his hands down on the table.

"ENOUGH!" he shouted.

"What about you dad?" I whispered rubbing my arm as goosebumps rose over my skin. "Do you think I've thrown away my future?"

"Yes," he answered bluntly. "You could have had an amazing future married to Suzaku."

"This..." I began my voice shaking, "T-this is why I can never love anyone. You've taken away such an important thing from me, just because you couldn't have it. Because you couldn't love anyone, not even me or Nunally; your own daughters! I've missed out on so much because of you."

I was slapped across the face again. This time by my dad. My cheek was slowly becoming numb so that I was hardly able to register the amount of pain I should have been feeling.

"You only hit me because you know it's true," I said looking my dad straight in the eye. "All you think about is money. That you need to have money to have a good future or be happy. That's why you're so sure that I can't make a good life for myself without it. I don't need money if it turns me into monsters like you!"

I stood up and walked away from my parents, if you could even call them that.


Once a fair distance away from the house I called Kallen.

"C2?!" she sounded surprised as she picked up the call.

"Kallen, could you go take Nunally to your house until she goes back to the hospital?" I asked.

"Sure," she answered. "What happened?!"

"Don't worry about it," I said brushing off the assault from my parents. "Could you please just take care of her for a while?"

"Of course, I'll head over now," she said.

"Bye," I said about to close the phone.

"Wait! Take care of yourself C2," she said hanging up.