Kamia: Another new chapter in less than a week... how absurd! Is this a sign that I'm really committed to procrastinating?

Chapter 4

Once the two detectives reached Gino's favorite nightclub, they made their way over to the bar to order the first round of drinks. "Let's start off light, we're still on call remember?" Suzaku had said at first as they shared several bottles of Dos Equis. As the hours rolled by, Detective Weinberg continued to order harder drinks. Soon enough both men were joking around and chatting with other patrons of the bar that evening.

"So I told him, 'Come live with me. We'll have fun just like when we were kids!' and he did! The little bugger actually moved in and I was so looking forward to it... but he's always busy with school now." Suzaku hiccuped while he chatted with an older looking man near the back wall. He had lost track of where his partner had scurried off, but knew to find him in a bit. The other adult looked at him continuously during his small talk, making the green-eyed man slightly unnerved. "Well, should have figured. I mean he is a college kid."

After more chats, Gino finally caught up to the detective. "Yo man! It's late. Let's pay the tab and get a cab!" he laughed while dragging Suzaku away from the flirtatious crowd. The two quipped as they made their way to Weinberg's apartment. "Is that a fire?!" the older man suddenly shouted as he looked beyond the front window the car. In the distance they could see a slight flame grow over the tops of the buildings as sirens rang around them.

"Let's not worry about it tonight. If it's important, we'll get paged." Suzaku's green eyes stayed on the bright lights for a bit longer before the taxi continued to drive along the corner to main street.

Lelouch couldn't really tell where he was going, but he didn't care, he just wanted to get as far away from that area as he could. 'How? How could this have happened? There was no resemblance, so why?' The rain was blurring his vision, and almost seemed to blur his thoughts. 'I don't understand why you are getting so upset, it's in our nature to do what we want to do the moment we want to.' He continuously shook his head, trying to deny Zero's voice. His feet hit the main road, giving him a quick moment to turn and face an oncoming car, headlights flaring and the sound of the horn blaring before he felt a quick harsh moment of pain, followed by darkness.

Lelouch sat up, taking in quick gasps of air and looking around. Everything was white and he was greeted with a face similar to his own, a warped, sadistic grin plastered on his face. 'Welcome, this is the first time we've actually come to see each other face to face, so to speak.' Lelouch blinked continuously for a few moments, heart beating loudly in his head. "Am I dead?" Zero laughed, shaking his head. 'Oh no, the car probably knocked you into a slight coma like state, if anything you'll be scathed with a concussion when you wake. But trust me when I say, you'll be fine.'

Zero motioned for Lelouch to take a seat across from him. 'Come, sit. We have a lot to talk about. Especially when it comes to what just happened. As well when it comes down to those 'happy' pills you take to keep yourself in check.' Lelouch nodded, sitting across from him, running his hands through his hair.

As the cab arrived to Detective Weinberg's apartment, the two partners parted ways. "Don't forget to pick up your car from the bar, tomorrow." Suzaku reminded Gino as the blond man made his way to the front door.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever! Just don't stay up having too much fun, you two. Oh and tell the kid I said 'late night indeed!' when you get home, Suzaku. He'll know what I mean." As the cab driver pulled out of the curb, Suzaku closed his eyes tightly as he felt another wave of dizziness consume his vision.

"Next time I won't drink at all", he thought to himself while pinching the bridge of his nose. Thinking back to what Gino had said made him look up instantly to realize there was another man sharing the cab with him. "How drunk am I to have not noticed?" he wondered as he examined the slightly older looking patron.

"So we going to your place or mine?" the business man's smooth voice asked almost knowing the detective over in confusion. He thought about why this gent looked familiar before realizing this had been the bar customer he was chatting with most of the night.

"Well if you want to crash at my place, I wouldn't mind, but don't be too loud. I have a younger roommate who has school in the morning… what was your name again?" he replied as his green eyes glanced into the other's grey orbs. He didn't entirely know why this person would not want to go to his own house, but didn't dwell on it for long.

"Waldstien. Bismarck. This is the seventh time you've asked and yes, you've been talking about your 'adorable little roommate' all night. It would be interesting to see if he'd like his 'older brother' to be sharing a bed with another man." Bismarck spoke while adjusting his tie. Suzaku tilted his head to the side in confusion.

"If you don't like the couch than that's fine, I guess." he replied lazily as the cab arrived at his and Lelouch's apartment. As the two exited the cab, Suzaku insisted on paying but the other pulled out his wallet before the detective could get the chance. The cop opened the front door and began to climb the stairs to the second floor, before reaching his place. As he pulled out his keys, he felt the other lean down over his shoulder and gave a weird sigh. Not thinking much about it, he opened the door and made his way inside, inviting the other as well. "Lelouch might be asleep." he noted while turning on one of the lamps to the dark apartment. Feeling himself being pushed onto the recliner, he turned around to see Bismarck above him and removing his business suit. "What's going on?" he asked confusingly. This couldn't be a robbery, could it?

There was no way to tell how long they had been talking. Surrounded by nothing but stark white, it seemed like things were transitioning slow. Lelouch sat with his knees tucked up to chest like he did when he was a child. Conversation about childhood past seemed to ripple around them like a horrid dripping memory. 'Have you ever thought that maybe the need for a stigma as a reminder of your family is not the only reason you desire to see the beautiful crimson color?' He shook his head, looking up at the other him. "I don't desire that."

Zero paused for a moment, staring at him with a somewhat hollow-like gaze. His lips then turned up into a grin, slanting his head slightly. 'Oh? If that were true I wouldn't be here now would I?' He was at a momentary loss for words, remembering that during the time of his childhood Zero had been his only source of comfort, but at the time he wasn't given that name. "That wasn't the reason...I needed a friend...not a murderer..." The grin slowly turned into a scowl, his dark eyes flashing with rage. 'Murderer? Have your forgotten that you were the one that called for me?!'

Lunging at him, hand wrapping around his neck. Lelouch barely managed to gasp in air, feeling the fingers seem to tighten around his neck. 'Do you remember what they did to you?!' He turned his head away, attempting to block out the others words, squeezing his eyes shut. 'Do you remember how Marianne berated you for everything you did? How Guinevere tore apart any hope you had of having a 'normal' childhood? How Charles beat your body to the point where you had to hide your tears because you couldn't move a muscle without the black and blue bruises they left ache?'

"...shut up..." Tears formed at the ends of Lelouch's eyes, shaking his head while trying to take in air. Zero tightened his grip, yanking the others face closer. 'How about the times your father dragged you through the house by your hair because you made a small mistake during lessons? Or the times your mother turned her back on you when you would tell her that her male friends would inappropriately touch you?'

"...stop it..."

'How about the way that slutty sister of yours liked to display a little too much affection, especially in the middle of the night?' The tears started to fall from his eyes at the thought of Guinevere, his breaths becoming more and more shallow.

'So tell me, why am I here?! Tell me what you wanted to do to those people that tortured you till you couldn't take it anymore?!' Lelouch reached his hand up, trying to remove the grip from his throat only to have it tightened. 'TELL ME!' His eyes snapped open and he yanked the others hand off his throat. "I WANTED THEM TO DIE! I WANTED THEM TO FEEL ALL THE HATRED I HAD FOR THEM AS I CUT THEM OPEN AND WATCH AS THEIR BLOOD WAS SPILLING ON THAT STUPID MARBLE FLOOR! I WANTED THEM TO BURN IN THE PITS OF HELL FOR EVERYTHING THEY DID TO ME!"

Zero smiled, reaching out to touch his face. 'So then why am I here?' Lelouch reached up to touch that cold hand pressed against his flesh. "To help me rid the world of everything and everyone who could remind me of those wretched bastards." His smile widened, running his hand down his face. 'Do you accept the fact that we are one and the same? I am everything you wanted to be, and I will accomplish everything you want to me to...we will bathe this world in beautiful crimson' Lelouch could feel a grin forming on his face.

'So we will continue to get rid of those pathetic weaklings, and if we happen to harm those who aren't in our 'criteria' then it can't be helped...' Lelouch shook his head, reaching up to grip his forehead. "We can't...they'll become suspicious..." Zero tilted his head, thinking about it for a moment. 'True...then I guess you better start upping that 'happy' pill dosage, because you know I just can't help myself when tempted to rip through flesh...' The sudden sound of voices rushed around them, causing Lelouch to grip his head in pain. 'Don't fight it, they are trying to wake you up...we shall meet again, our connection is growing stronger. Till then, keep up the innocent charade'

Lelouch opened his eyes, greeted by flashing lights and people gathered around him. Gasping for air, he fumbled around with his hands, realizing he was laying on the pavement. "Sir are you alright?" The cop standing over him shielded him from the light for a moment. The patch on his uniform had the name Kaname Ohgi on it.

"Yeah...I'm fine..."

"Let us take you to the hospital..." Ohgi reached down to help him up, but Lelouch shook his head.

"No...I'm alright, I just want to go home..."

"But sir-"

"I said, take me home!" Officer Ohgi went silent, before nodding and helped the young man into the backseat of the squad car. "You really are something, most people would be rolling over complaining everything hurt." Lelouch rested his head against the window, staring out at the scenery. "It takes a lot more than a car to stop me," he mumbled, a grin creeping along his face.

"Waldstein, I assure that you have messed with the wrong man. There is nothing of value in this building, but other than that, I happen to be a police officer and will not be afraid to defend this domicile." Suzaku argued as he tried to gather his bearings and lift himself from the recliner. Bismarck gave a short laugh before placing his knee in between the detective's knees. Going still from uncertainty, green eyes faltered slightly to look at the limb casually resting against his inner thigh before striking his gaze back into the deep grey ones of the older man above him. Slowly things seemed to get more confusing by the minute. If this was a robbery, than why hasn't he made his demands yet?

"I know you're a cop. A detective in fact. You've mentioned it back at the bar while we flirted. If you are into that role play thing though, then I'll play along." Bismarck grinned before firmly gripping the brunette man's left arm and bending it behind his neck. Suzaku released a small gasp as things seemed to click.

"Wait! We're not here to sleep?!" he rambled as the taller body leaned closer to him. His arm began to ache as he tried to push the other with his free hand. Feeling a sharp chill go up his spine he could feel the business man's knee press against his crotch.

"Of course we are... now in this game of yours, I suppose I should 'steal' your virginity." Suzaku shivered as the other pressed a rough kiss against his lips. His eyes widened as he felt sharp teeth chew at his bottom lip. Realization dawned on him that Bismarck had come over for a one-night stand and felt foolish at how he didn't have the common sense to figure it out sooner. "...but I'm not gay!" he thought nervously. The sound of metal clicking brought his attention to the front door as the lock unlatched and slowly began to creak open, allowing the hall light to ghost over him. The impulse to call out was too strong to ignore causing him to momentarily forget about the kiss being pressed against him, until it was too late and the older man had made it deeper.

After talking to Officer Ohgi and filling in his side of the police report, he was dismissed to go into his apartment to get some rest. He was given a copy of the report and was told that he'd be kept posted. Releasing a yawn, he fumbled with the keys before managing to get it into the lock.

'Suzaku is probably still out with Gino, I'll just take my medicine and go to bed.' Opening the door, he reached over to turn on the light. Noticing Suzaku's boots on the ground, he dropped his bag alongside them as well as kicking off his shoes.

As he turned to head into the kitchen, he tripped over another pair of shoes. He blinked for a few moments before looking up to be greeted with the sight of his roommate reclined in his chair with another male straddled over him and their lips locked in a deep kiss. Lelouch's mouth dropped open for a few seconds, taking the moment to process what was going on. He then closed his mouth, averting his gaze and walking into the kitchen.

Opening up the fridge, he grabbed a bottle of water before moving over to the cabinet where he kept his medicine. 'Well I didn't know he swung that way.' Rolling his eyes at the others comment, he dropped two pills in his hand before downing them with water. 'Do you really want to be in here while they are getting it on?' Lelouch released a sigh before leaving the kitchen, heading back to the front door. "I'll find somewhere else to stay tonight, I didn't know you had company," he called, slipping his shoes on and grabbing his bag.

Feeling the intruding muscle moving inside his mouth was an entirely new feeling. He never went this far in a kiss before, but that was because all of his relationships were kept at a tame level. It was easy to convince himself that he had conservative morals than to explain why he was never comfortable with being alone with girls. Now was completely different but not better. He stayed frozen, unable to form a coherent thought as the other's eyes remained locked on his. Hearing the ruffle sound of shoes knocking around the tiled floor reminded him of his roommate by the entryway. Turning his head away from the kiss, Suzaku returned his green eyes to where he knew the younger man was watching. Feeling ashamed at having been caught in this situation, he averted his stare to the floor as a heated feeling spread across his cheeks.

"Ah! So this must be the cute young roommate, you were talking about!" Bismarck exclaimed as he rose from the kiss, but kept his grip on Suzaku's arm as well as pressing his other hand on his inner thigh, lifting his right leg slightly to drape over the armrest. Feeling the knee digging to the side made the detective realize the predicament he was in. Of course this was a misunderstanding, but how was he to explain any of this. "I would ask if you'd like to join in on the fun of tormenting this delectable brother of yours, but he seems to be a bit unresponsive at the moment. Perhaps if you give him some encouragement, he might stop acting like a virgin." Waldstein joked to see what response he can get out of them both.

Suzaku looked up sharply in surprise and frustration before turning back to address his friend. "It's not what it looks like, Lelouch. This man just misunderstood what I said and insists on this game. Now if you both don't mind, I'd rather hit the hay for the night since this is way too uncomfortable. Oh and I'M NOT GAY!" he shouted as he continued to shove Waldstein off of him.

Lelouch was slipping his foot into his shoe when he heard the stranger comment about being brought up in a conversation between the two. He slowly turned, arching his eyebrow in question as to what point he was trying to make. "Cute?" Releasing a soft sigh, he pinched the bridge of his nose before rising from his crouched position and watching the scene play out before him. He was taking his time to process the 'situation' that the other seemed to be in, wondering how he had gotten into this in the first place. After some careful thinking, he realized the only possible explanation was that the older male had hard liquor in his system which made him incredibly ignorant to practically everything.

His eyebrow twitched in the remark of joining in on the torment and attempting to provide encouragement, lips turning into a frown at the arrogance the stranger was displaying. But he wasn't planning on making any moves until he heard from his roommate. He should at least be able to get it after it being put so bluntly right? When Suzaku finally reacted and started to struggle, he moved away from his position at the entrance and moved behind the business man. Reaching out, he yanked the stranger's arm behind him, keeping him locked in place as he dodged the free swinging hand only to grab and yank behind him as well.

"I believe my roommate has given off the wrong impression, he had a stressful day at work so I'm sorry if he gave off signals that were greatly misinterpreted. Now if you would please take your leave, it is rather late," he commented aloud as he dragged Bismarck to the front door. "Have a nice night, hope you return home safe." With that Lelouch pushed him out of the apartment, tossing his shoes out after him. Kicking the door shut, he flipped the lock on the dead bolt before locking the two regular locks. He then turned to face the older male, shaking his head.

"Honestly, can't you have the slightest common sense? For someone who is 26 you have the alcohol tolerance of an underage minor," he spoke aloud, irritation laced in his voice. He then picked his bag up from the ground, making his way into his room. "Now if YOU don't mind, I'd like some peace and quiet to get some sleep, I've had a long night." With that he slammed his bedroom door shut, locking it behind him.

Normally he wouldn't get this annoyed with these situations, but he felt so drained, making him wonder if getting hit by the car did drain his energy by a lot. Sliding his pants off, he fell back onto his bed, turning on his dock stereo to let the music lull him to sleep.

Noting how easy it seemed for his younger friend to pull the older man off of him, Suzaku considered the amount of strength he must have had impeded due to the alcohol consumption earlier. If he were to run into a real mugger or even worse, the killer, he wouldn't stand a ghost of a chance in this state. While he'd dwell on his thoughts, he did notice how shabby and torn Lelouch's clothes had looked. They were soaked from the rain a few hours earlier and stained in shades of black, brown and maroon. Was that blood or mud?

Startled by the sudden slam of the front door, he focused back of the present to see his roommate using the extra locks that were usually ignored. The detective could hear the pounding of the door coming from Waldstein on the other side, but choose to ignore it while Lelouch returned his harsh gaze back on him. Being chastised by the younger man about his alcohol tolerance and other such inabilities cause the twenty-six year old to lower his emerald green eyes back to the floor. Before he knew it, the lecture was over and the college student had retreated back into his den.

Hearing the loud music start up from the speakers once again signaled to the investigator that there would be no arguments to be had from them both tonight. Lelouch was beyond upset, whether it was caused by him or some other event after they parted ways at McDonald's was unknown to him. If he were coherent, Suzaku would have found it odd that Lelouch had actually stayed out later than the drunken cop. Looking to the alarm clock on the kitchen counter reminded him that it was well past 4:30.

Gathering himself up from where he remained sprawled on the recliner, Suzaku retreated back to his own bedroom and uncharacteristically locked the door. He shed the buttoned vest he wore before pulling of the under shirt aw well. Lost in thought of how this night had unexpectedly played out, he reached down to remove his slacks before realizing the front was already pulled open and he had even lost a button in the process. Eyes widened at the find as a shiver raced along his spine once again. When had that happened?

Sitting on the ledge of his mattress, green eyes stared absent-mindlessly at the wall in front of him as his mind played back those brief intimate moments back of the Lazy Boy in the living room. The fingers of his right hand ghosted over softly trembling lips at the remembrance of the sudden kiss. Although at the time it was unasked for, he couldn't say that it felt bad. It was probably the most passionate kiss he's ever received, but that didn't make the ache in his heart any better. What would have happened if Lelouch had arrived any later, or not at all? What if he didn't stay and had left somewhere else to sleep, like he intended? What if he never came at all? Suzaku's heart picked up its pace as he began to take deeper breaths of air.

The music from the other room dulled down to his ears as images raced across his mind. Nothing but questions and possibilities occurred to the detective as he felt himself tense. The man hadn't been that strong, yet Suzaku couldn't force him off. What could that have meant? His eyes closed tightly in relief as he remembered Lelouch being able to come to his aid. How odd was it for the younger brother to save his elder? Recalling the look of shock and disappointment spread across Lelouch's face sent another jolt to the green-eyed man's heart. "I'm sorry", he had wanted to say, but those words never came out. Instead the young adult left him alone in the living room in frustration.

"L-Le-Lelouch!" he panted out as tendrils of relief flooded through him. Opening his eyes again, Suzaku had found himself panting and gasping slightly for air while lying on his bed. His leg hung over the edge with his pants and boxers swinging against his knees. The sheets below him dampened lightly in sweat as this heat seem to be all around him. It wasn't until he regained his breath that he realized where his hand had been and the results of those actions glistened along the soft skin of his stomach. "...oh!" he quickly reached over to the discarded under shirt to wipe away any remains of the white fluid before placing his clean hand on his forehead, pushing back the loose strand of hair that dangled above his green eyes. "...but...but I'm not..."

To be Continued

Special Thanks to my best friend Ayame for helping me with this.

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