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The walls are damp, moist and cold. The air is thick and difficult to breath. The knight sits against one of the brick, cell walls, his arms bound behind him, feet chained to his leaning post. In the adjacent corner, the young princess was sprawled, her wrists shackled, wrapped around her knees which are pulled close to her torso. Her long hair is draped around her like wings, her eyes full of tears just like Suzaku's.
"I still can't believe it… he just…" She shivers, betrayal obviously taking its toll on her mind. Her fingers shake beneath the stress as her voice quakes, "I don't know why he changed his mind all of a sudden."
"I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you, Nunally," whispers Suzaku. "I-"
"was with Lelouch… right?"
He froze, having thought that she hadn't been informed. How could he bring himself to agreeing with what had become a horrid truth. He had dropped her without hesitation. "I'm so sorry, Nunally."
"It's not that that bothers me, really Suzaku," she admits, pulling closer to herself. "I'm happy that you were with my brother… I'm so relieved that he's alive and he's happy. I want nothing more than for him to live peacefully…"
The brunette watches her quietly, examining her.
"But…" He begins.
She hesitates before whispering, "but it hurts." Shivering, her eyes swell further with tears, nails digging into her legs. "All this time, he was lying to me… I would have liked to have known that he was okay…"
He nods, leaning his head back against the wall. "Maybe he was scared?" The idea seemed foolish and a long shot. The exiled prince who waged war against the entire world? Scared? Nonsense and unrealistic.
"What would he be afraid of?" she asks, looking up at him.
His tongue fished for anything, his mind even having trouble accepting the idea of Lelouch being afraid. But the words seemed to come from his heart as he whispers, "of hurting us. He may have been scared that we felt used and he didn't want to face us… he didn't want to see the consequences of his actions."
"Why are you so love sick?" whispers the blonde, smirking slightly as he leans over the raven who has remained motionless from the moment he had been put to bed. His eyes are glazed, staring out the window, covered by contacts resembling his previous life. Everything would have been this way, had Lelouch simply played by the rules.
Without response, Mesh's anger rises, leaning down and biting at Lelouch's shirt. "Forget about the hick, L.L. He betrayed you… he sold you to this army."
"As was his destiny," Lelouch faintly whispers, his hand twitching faintly.
Mesh's eyes narrow, glaring down on the other. "And you're just going to sit there and take it? You'll let him have betrayed you, because it was going to happen? Think L.L., isn't it in your destiny to be repaid for the pain he has caused you and your sister?"
Lelouch remains unfazed, staring out the window. The stress was too much for his heart, his body crumbling in on itself. He had nothing more for this world. It was all over. Soon the world would be back at square 1: segregation, discrimination and uncertainty. Seven years was all for nothing.
"He left your side, L.L." Mesh tries to explain, wanting a reaction from his cold captive. "He came back here after learning the truth… ordered Schniezel to remove your sister from the picture and bring you back… He's ruthless."
"It was in good intention," Lelouch lies to himself and his audience.
"No!" Mesh argues, growing even more angered, watching him. "It was selfish of him! He's destroying everything you've worked for…" Staring down at the other, he can see the lack of motivation in his eyes. "Order me, L.L. Order me to take out what should have never bothered you in the first place…"
Silence.
"Give me the order!"
"Do you love me?"
His words pierced the normally unemotional, vicious man. Staring down at the other, his smirk disappears, lips straight. "Yes."
Lelouch's lips curve faintly, eyes closing. "At least someone does…" He breathes out faintly, the sun dimming behind the mountains surrounding their location. "You've always been by my side… no matter the situation. Thank you, Mesh…"
But…. But I was the one who betrayed you… I was the one who found the mask… "L.L." Seeing the other slip into sleep, he realized that at this point, L.L. would never leave him. But he'd never get that chance here. They had to escape.
Picking up the younger male, he brushes the hair from his eyes and stares down, whispering, "I truly do love you, L.L. I swear it."
Taking off down a hallway, the guard curses at himself for not having planned out an escape route ahead of time. He had never been much of a thinker, having always followed his heart. His entire life he had followed his heart, hitch hiking from place to place, looking for something he had never found until he had accidently stumbled into the World of C.
Even there, he had never felt truly satisfied. He was different than everybody else. He had no Geass to give nor to follow. Everyone had treated him so poorly, but it was a home. Several years later, rumor spread that C.C. had returned with two others in hand. An issuer and a dependent.
He spots a familiar statue, heading towards it, no guards in sight.
He lays there silently, just watching the clouds outside. Doesn't he say a word at all? Stepping forward, I stand at the end of his bed. "Hey you," I whisper, hitting his foot. "What's so interesting out there anyways?"
He seems shocked, looking at me for a moment before smiling warmly… acceptingly. "It's the sky," he replies. "All of the peace it offers to this world."
Tilting my head, I watch him confused. What kind of backwards-dumb-ass thinking is that? "Peaceful? The sky aint peaceful. It's the same through and through, no matter where you are."
He shakes his head. "Where I'm from, the skies are filled with smoke and thick with fear."
"You must be coming from some hell hole then," I mumble, watching him. He can't be any older than me. He's practically my age… my composure. But he's so much more beautiful.
"I hope not," he smiles. "I hope that soon the skies will be the same, just like you said."
The sound of others fill the hallway and Mesh spots guards coming towards him. No doubt they had already been detected. But no amount of guards had ever stopped him before.
Smirking, I hop onto his bed, sitting cross legged. "See, I told you. All the same as far as the eye can see." He chuckles and I stare at him. "I'll tell you what! I'll teach you everything I know! About this world and the one I come from!"
His smile becomes warmer, if that's even possible. How could such a pretty boy exist? "And what would you like in return?"
"Mesh," I mutter. "My name is Mesh." He repeats my name and I can feel my cheeks grow hot. "And I just want a friend."
He offers me his hand and I take it, smiling. "Then you have one, Mesh."
Gunfire rings through the hallway, echoing in the vast, empty chambers the blonde speeds through. Damn L.L. for having never granted him a Geass… But no matter what, to the very end, he swears to himself to protect his first friend.
He's crying again… I can hear him from the other side of the wall… a grown man, crying. Something bad must have happened to him… something really bad. My heart aches, wanting to help him so badly… but I don't even know his name. How can I be anything useful to him at this pace?
Peeking around the corner, I can see him curled up, his sheets wet beneath him. All I needed was a friend to be happy… but he needs more…
Smirking to myself, I decide: He needs more than a friend… I'll be there to protect him… I'll grow strong and I'll be so much more than anyone else had been to him. I'll be his crying shoulder and his reason to smile! I swear it!
"Where do you think you're going?" Schneizel croons, watching him from behind the rows of guards. There's no escape now. "I believe you have something of mine."
"It's my job to protect him," whispers Mesh, glaring viciously towards the emperor. "And I intend to fully."
"How sentimental," the blonde responds, bringing his fingers to his temple as if massaging out a headache. "But aren't you the one who put on that outfit and took advantage of me? Ordered me to bring Lelouch back…"
It was true. Mesh's hands had found Zero's uniform and begun what was sure to become a massacre. "Well it's too bad, Hick. No Geass can beat me."
Lelouch stirs quietly, his eyebrows furrowing.
"Then you leave me with no choice." A snap rings in the air, gun fire filling the hallway, thousands of bullets ripping through the two.
Gasping for air through the blood, Mesh collapses to his knees, dropping the other as his arms go limp, everything screaming in the worst pain he has ever felt. "L….L…."
Moving towards the pooling blood, the cold Emperor sneers, standing above the previous guard. "Don't worry… when he's healed, I'll take good care of my little brother. But you… you who does not know who he truly is…. You who will never be trusted nor loved by him… who will never know his true name… will die here."
Picking up Lelouch's limp body, he begins to step away from the scene slowly, Mesh's screams echoing in the room, desperate and painful. Another snap and the cries are drowned in a shower of gun shots, the aftermath grimly quiet.
"Dispose of it," he mutters.
"Yes, your majesty," nods the guards quickly, moving in with the proper tools.
What … is your name?
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Ahhhh! This completely deviated from the script! ~pulls out separate word document and shoves in Mesh's face~ You were supposed to be sadistic and brutal! What's with this sudden emotional breakthrough! ~gets no response~ !
Anyways I hope you liked it and if not I hope you can at least pretend to like it. Positive thinking is the key to a happy life : ] ~HoneyFlavoredPocky