"Father!"

"Don't touch me you filthy Eleven!"

"But father–"

"You're useless!"

"Always have been, always will!"

-SMACK!-

The memories cut deep into his conscious as he sat next to the Britannian prince, but, for some reason, Suzaku couldn't find the will to hate the boy. How could he? Both their fathers had abandoned them. So...in a way…the two were similar.

Feeling a yawn coming up, the brunette quickly covered his mouth with his haori sleeve. "You should sleep Suzaku-sama." Sayoko stated, reaching over to slide the dark indigo haori off of his slim shoulders. "Excuse me. Prince Lelouch, is it alright if Suzaku-sama sleeps here?"

Nodding slightly, the black-haired boy moved over enough to give the brunette some room on the back seat of the limousine. Kicking off the simple, black shoes Sayoko had forced him to wear, Suzaku laid down, unconsciously placing his head on Lelouch's lap. Sayoko placed the haori over him in place of a blanket.

After a few minutes – Suzaku having quickly fallen asleep – Lelouch turned to the friends/servants of the Kururugi Estate. "Look. I know you may not like m–" The Britannian was cut off as C.C. and Rakshata scoffed.

"Anyone," C.C. started, "Who can get Suzaku to get out of his chair twice and much less talk is amazing." Everyone else nodded quickly. "And whoever can do that…we owe a lot to." Sayoko finished off. Once again, everyone nodded.

"Can you tell me exactly how he was acting? So, you know, I can know what to look out for." Lelouch said awkwardly, Suzaku having turned and made to hug his waist, breathing incredibly close to the prince's crotch.

C.C. snickered slightly while Rakshata rolled her eyes. "Basically, he never once left that window, sitting in that chair twenty-four-seven except for when the rain stopped and the sun came out. At those times, he laid down in his bed." Sayoko said solemnly.

"He never eats except for a few bites here and there. The only thing that he ever actually had was water – so I resorted to giving him pills and vitamins." Rakshata said, moving to smoke her tobacco pipe.

Lelouch looked down at the brunette in question, and self-consciously ran his fingers through the surprisingly soft and slightly damp hair. "For how long?" He found himself asking, surprised that he actually cared so much about someone he didn't know existed no more than two weeks ago. "Ten years."

Lelouch stopped suddenly, turning to look at the five, shocked. "I know. It was terrible what Suzaku's father did to him." Cécile said solemnly. Everyone nodded as they turned to look at their young master. They sat in silence for the rest of the ride.

The sleek black limousine pulled up to the large Britannian estate and, ignoring the looks and hushed whispers of the house servants, Lelouch stepped out of the car, pulling Suzaku gingerly with him. Sayoko quickly came up to the two boys, helping the prince support her master's weight. "I'm sorry for the burden Prince Lelouch." The Japanese woman said quietly as the two guided Suzaku through the foyer and towards the large staircase.

"Please, Lelouch is just fine." The prince stated as they reached a pair of large doors. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to accommodate everyone else into their rooms." Lelouch said, hoping that the maid would be able to help the brunette boy to the bed. Nodding in the general direction of the set of doors across the expanse hallway, Lelouch slowly let go of his grip on the Japanese boy.

"That is my room. If you ever need me, simply knock on the door or have Jeremiah – the head butler of this house – call me on my cell." Bowing slightly, the blackette made his way back down the stairs to the group of servants that still stood in the foyer while Sayoko finished helping Suzaku.

"Let me get this straight. We'll be staying with you, here in this mansion." C.C. stated as she looked around, actually impressed with the intricate designs and paintings all around the room. Lelouch simply nodded.

Rakshata, however, didn't look as impressed as the green haired girl. "I hope you understand – Prince Lelouch – that I won't allow any but us to take care of Suzaku-sama." The Indian woman stated, the 'Prince' laced with as much venom as possible. Understanding where the doctor was getting at, Lelouch nodded. "I understand that much. Of course, I see no reason for you not to take care of Suzaku. After all, you've known him for years. Plus, personally, I don't trust half these servants working here myself as well."

Amused with where the conversation was heading, Lloyd simply grinned, walking up to the prince. "And, I'm hoping, as friends and servants of Suzaku-sama, I expect that we get rooms near – if not next – to Suzaku's quarters."

"Of course. I'd expect no less." Lelouch stated, turning back around to lead the group up the steps. Walking up to the large doors where he had left Sayoko in charge, the teen knocked and – after hearing a faint "Come in." – opened the doors. The group was greeted with the sight of a high ceiling, an impressive home theater set up, a plush light blue carpet, and a canopy bed with blue and green coverings.

"I hope everything suffices, Sayoko." The Japanese walked in from what could only be the bathroom, the Japanese style clothing folded in her arms. "Of course, Lelouch. Oh, and Rakshata, Suzaku-sama wishes to see you." The ninja-maid stated as she gingerly placed the clothes on the bed.

The Indian woman nodded, walking over to the large doors. While Rakshata was talking with Suzaku, Lelouch continued to show the group around the house.

Cécile was enjoying a nice cup of tea that Jeremiah had gladly prepared with Sayoko, Lloyd, and C.C. when what she could only assume as Lelouch's siblings came into the parlor.

"What are you doing here?" The older sister, bright violet hair and all, nearly shouted.

"Aren't you those people from the Kururugi Estate?" Euphemia asked, hiding behind the taller frame of her older brother, Schneizel. She was afraid that they hunted them down to continue throwing things at them.

C.C.'s retort was cut off as Lelouch walked in, ignoring the looks of the others. "Jeremiah, show them to their rooms." With that, Lelouch made his way to leave the room, but, before he could, Clovis stopped him.

"What is the meaning of this, Lelouch?"

The black-haired prince tore his arm away from his older brother, a scowl on his face. "You wouldn't understand; now, I need to finish some business." He stated, following Jeremiah and the others out the door.

IT'S CRAP. But it's better than nothing.

So, what should happen next? Huh, huh, huh? Give me your ideas my lovelies!

Also, over the months, I've been developing a new formatting style. Since most of this...well, wasn't, I'll leave it be for now. But expect the newer chapters, along with previous ones, to be updated with the new one.

Ignore any spelling/grammar mistakes. I'm to lazy to go over this right now.