Timeskip!

So in part one, Lelouch had his way with Suzaku and Suzaku was pretty much as naïve as a six year old girl who was promised a pony. It went about as expected.

Part two is one year later and Suzaku is a bit more worldly and has a lot less to lose. Basically this is a revenge fic. The requester outright exempted beatings or rape so… yay! None of that here. Still, the positions are somewhat (metaphorically) reversed, so you've been warned.

This still isn't a nice fic. No one's happy and there's very little in the way of lighthearted puns. Again, concrits and flames welcomed with open arms. …I may have a slight pyromania issue.

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The fall of the Kururugi Syndicate after their failed attempt to secure a monopoly on the sakuradite mines in Japan was big news in some circles.

Suzaku Kururugi, the son of the former head of that Kururugi Syndicate, no longer moved in those circles.

The company had been destroyed, his father had committed suicide due to that failure, his friends and even his family had distanced themselves from him, but that wasn't the worst part.

The worst part was that it was all his fault.

Well, his fault and Lelouch vi Britannia's fault.

Suzaku had spent the better part of a year mourning and brooding and blaming, with some time off for drinking and drugs. That was all in the past now. Now he had a future, a mid-level management position with Asplund and Associates, a subsidiary of Britannia Industries. His boss was quirky but kind and he was given a significant amount of freedom and independence. It had been a rough year, but Suzaku knew that he could recover from it and try to ensure that as many former employees of the Kururugi Syndicate had jobs as he could.

The only problem with this was that Britannia Industries was like a microcosm of the world, with each small company within it like a country or colony. And the children of Charles zi Britannia were like ambassadors, visiting these smaller colonies and making sure everything was running smoothly.

And the ambassador to A&A was, of course, Lelouch vi Britannia.

The last time Suzaku had seen Lelouch, he'd fallen asleep in his arms. The last time he'd spoken to him, he'd called Lelouch a bastard and pledged his love, and Lelouch had laughed at him and claimed to be indifferent.

But that couldn't be true. Suzaku had seen something there – something passionate, if not affectionate. He'd been blinded by his own desire, perhaps, to the exact nature of Lelouch's strong emotion, but it hadn't been indifference. Not by a long shot.

…or so Suzaku had thought until Lelouch walked in to A&A and barely looked at him before walking into Lloyd Asplund's office for half an hour, then leaving. Suzaku hadn't even rated a superior smirk of victory.

Not that it changed how Suzaku felt. Even now, even after Lelouch had seduced him and lied to him and stolen from him and… and even hurt him, he was still in love. It sucked.

He'd been naïve. Incredibly naïve. But he wasn't the same person now that he was then. He knew that Lelouch hadn't loved him, hadn't cared for him, but the idea that Lelouch was indifferent to him?

Impossible.

And Suzaku was going to prove it.

He even had a decent starting point. Lelouch was currently semi-seriously seeing a girl named Shirley Fenette – the daughter of a politician whose friendship with the Britannians had opened enough doors that Suzaku strongly suspected their relationship to be mercenary on Lelouch's part. Shirley, the poor girl, seemed genuinely in love. Hurting her would be cruel in the short term, but kind in the long term.

A mid-level manager in a small company hardly had the pull necessary to meet with Senator Fenette's daughter, but Suzaku had been the heir to a fortune 50 company until recently. He still had a few ins.

"Milly? It's Suzaku. Yes, I'm fine. Well, no, not fine, but it's getting better. Thanks, say 'hi' to Gino for me too. No, I'm not trying to get into his pants now that I'm gay. I was gay for a while before you knew, you know. Okay, before I said anything at least. Listen, I have a favour to ask. Do you know Shirley Fenette? Really? Really? Yes, she does have impressive breasts. I'm gay, not blind. Look, the point is, I'd like to meet her. Lunch tomorrow? I can make it. Thanks, see you then."

Suzaku hung up the phone, pleased with himself. The first obstacle in his plan was cleared.

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"You must be Suzaku Kururugi." Shirley was a lovely girl, polite and well-spoken, with a kind face. Suzaku hated to do this, but it would be better for her in the long run. Suzaku smiled and sat between her and Milly as lunch was served.

By the time the meal was over, he knew that Shirley loved dogs (Lelouch was planning on getting one once they moved in together), swimming, and her family. She disliked the way Milly would randomly grope her and pickles. Suzaku had managed to share that he was a cat person, but every time she mentioned Lelouch, he felt his throat constrict and got quiet.

When Milly left briefly to check on dessert, Shirley leaned in closer. "Suzaku, you seem a little uncomfortable. What's wrong?"

Suzaku swallowed. There was no time like the present, with Milly gone and no servants in sight. "Shirley… how well do you know Lelouch?"

"I've only known him for a couple of years, honestly." Shirley said. "At first, I didn't like him much. He seemed cold, aloof. But then I saw that he really did care about the people who worked for him, and he worked for their benefit as well, not asking a single thing in return. And he's nothing but kind to me." She hesitated. "Kallen said some things, but Lelouch told me that their break-up wasn't… entirely clean."

Suzaku nodded seriously. "Maybe you should listen to her." He urged. "He's not always exactly what he seems."

"…what do you mean?"

"I just… I don't want you to get hurt." Suzaku said. "Like he hurt Kallen." brief pause "Like he hurt me."

Shirley blinked at him. "You?"

Suzaku smiled sadly, not having to fake a thing or even lie. "He plays with people, Shirley. It doesn't matter to him who they are, just what they can do for him. If your father wasn't who he is–"

"Stop it." Shirley said quickly. "Lulu isn't some… some playboy. You sound just like Kallen…"

"Think about that." Suzaku said. "Two people, with no connection other than Lelouch, telling you the same thing. And, no, Lelouch isn't a playboy. He's a whore. He sleeps with people for profit. With Kallen, with me… and now with you."

Shirley stood up abruptly. "With… with you?"

"He called me a 'good fuck'." Suzaku said earnestly. "He kept telling me how much he loved me… even called me 'sweet one' at one point. And then, when he had what he wanted, he left and never looked back."

"It's not like that with me." Shirley said. "He… he really means it."

"Then tell him that your father has to withdraw the favours he's given the Britannians. See how sincere he is then."

"I… he…"

Milly walked back in. "Hey, what's going on in here?"

"I have to go." Shirley grabbed her purse and ran out of the room, nearly crying. Suzaku felt horrible.

Milly glared at him. "I didn't invite you over to make her cry."

"I didn't want to." Suzaku said.

"Honestly." Milly sighed. "It's a good thing you're gay if that's how you treat women."

Suzaku just shrugged as he gathered up his jacket and left. "It has nothing to do with that. And, to be honest, I haven't had the best track record with men either."

The next day, just before he left the office, Suzaku's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"What the hell did you tell Shirley?"

"…Lelouch?"

"What did you think would happen after you told my girlfriend that I was gay and using her?" Lelouch snapped. "Did you think I wouldn't find you when you're in my company directory?"

Suzaku hid a grin. "I just didn't think you'd call me this soon. How are things?"

"Peachy." Lelouch snarled. "What do you want, Kururugi?"

"Call me Suzaku." Suzaku said calmly. "I just want to meet. There's a lot of unfinished business between us."

For a long moment, there was only silence on the other end. "No offence, but I'm reasonably sure that if we met, you'd try to kill me."

"None taken." Suzaku said. "I won't, I promise. All I want to do is talk."

"…where and when?"

"Are you free for supper tonight?"

"I am now that my girlfriend isn't talking to me." Lelouch said. "The Velvet Glove at seven. Be there. Unarmed."

Normally, Suzaku let people get the last word in. This time, he didn't. "I wouldn't have to be armed to kill you Lelouch."

He hung up.

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The Velvet Glove was a moderately high end restaurant, one that Lelouch vi Britannia wouldn't usually stoop to patronize. Suzaku, however, was now at the level of most of the clientele.

"What's this about?" Lelouch asked. "Revenge?"

"Not really." Suzaku said, lying for the first time in this endeavour. "I just want to clarify something."

"…what?"

Suzaku leaned forward. "You said that you were indifferent to me." Lelouch nodded. "You also said I was a good fuck." Another nod, this one more guarded. "So I was wondering what the chances of doing that again were."

Lelouch snorted. "You dragged me all the way out here, sabotaged my relationship with a senator's daughter, all to ask me for a one-night stand?"

"Yeah, pretty much." Suzaku said. "You wanna?"

Lelouch opened his mouth, then closed it again, looking pensive for a moment. "…sure."

Not what Suzaku had been expecting. He'd been expecting more resistance, perhaps some indignation. Not this easy capitulation. "Really?"

Lelouch smiled. "I have nothing else to do tonight, after all. I fact, I'll be willing to bet my next few nights are free until Shirley comes to her senses."

"Huh." This was easier than Suzaku had expected. "Have you ever… I mean, apart from me has it always been girls?"

"Pretty much." Lelouch answered. "There was a little experimentation a few years ago, but you're the first man I've ever fucked. It was different."

"…you liked it?"

Lelouch shrugged. "I wouldn't be averse to doing it again." He smiled wolfishly. "You were really tight."

Suzaku felt a shiver go through him at that, at the memory of that night, at the way it had been and the way it should have been. The last happy night of Suzaku's life, before Lelouch ruined it. The pain and the pleasure, and the confused betrayal after waking up alone and finding that Lelouch had just used him.

And then the phone call that nearly broke him.

"I haven't slept with anyone since then." Suzaku said, honestly. He'd blown a couple of guys for drugs at the lowest part of his depression, but never anything more than that. "Tonight will be my second time ever."

"Well then." Lelouch said, sliding his fingers up the stem of his wine glass. "The only question remaining is where?"

"…my place is pretty close to here." Suzaku said. "And it… it has a nice symmetry considering our first time was in my bedroom."

Lelouch nodded easily. "Lead the way, my dear."

Suzaku glared. "None of that. No endearments, no kind words, no softness. Don't pretend this is anything other than what it is."

Lelouch looked surprised by Suzaku's sudden anger. "…as you wish." He tossed a couple of hundreds on the table and grabbed his coat.

Suzaku's place was small but clean, since it was practically barren. Lelouch looked unimpressed.

"The bedroom's through here." Suzaku said, pealing off his coat. "Do you want something to drink?"

"Not really." Lelouch grabbed a handful of Suzaku's hair and pulled him in for a kiss. Suzaku responded briefly before pulling back.

"I said no pretending."

Lelouch pouted. "I always kiss the people I fuck. And you happen to be a good kisser." He swooped in again, more insistently and Suzaku found himself opening under him, spreading his lips and legs as Lelouch pressed against him. It wasn't until Lelouch chuckled that he realized he'd been moaning.

"What?"

"I thought about this for months after." Lelouch admitted. "Sometimes I wonder if I should have kept you…"

Suzaku made a face. "I thought you didn't care about me."

"About you? No. About your body…" Lelouch grabbed Suzaku's ass and roughly pulled him forward, grinding against him. "Your body, I could learn to appreciate."

Part of Suzaku wanted to just give in, to take this night and call it even. Most of Suzaku wanted more.

"Bedroom." Suzaku whispered. "Everything we need's in there."

"Always so well prepared." Lelouch purred. "Such a boy scout."

Suzaku hid a grin at that.

They made quick work of their clothes, Lelouch stripping down this time as well as Suzaku, before collapsing together on the bed, frantically kissing and grinding against each other.

Lelouch took his position on top and Suzaku let him, tilting his hips up for a better angle as Lelouch moved on top of him, kissing his neck and shoulder as Suzaku held on and moaned in pleasure as he lifted one hand to search through his bedside table for the lube and condoms.

There they were, under the… other stuff. Suzaku pulled them out and handed them to Lelouch.

"Perfect." Lelouch purred against Suzaku's throat, making him shudder.

"Lelouch, wait." Suzaku said as Lelouch shifted for better access. "I need to know… why did you say 'yes'?"

Lelouch looked at him. "I told you. It felt good."

"That's all?" Suzaku said. "Other than the sex, you're really completely indifferent to me?"

"Completely."

Suzaku nodded and Lelouch's gaze dropped to Suzaku's waist, missing the way Suzaku's eyes went hard and his hand reached back in the drawer before pulling something out and flipping them over.

The soft 'oof' as Lelouch's back hit the bed was quickly followed by surprised protests as Suzaku looped a thick rope around his wrists and quickly tied them to his ankles. It was awkward and uncomfortable and unexpected.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Kururugi?"

"Call me Suzaku." Suzaku breathed, staring at his handiwork. "God, you really are incredibly beautiful."

Lelouch bristled before calming down. "You are aware, Suzaku, that I have people waiting for me. And if I'm not out in an hour, they'll come looking."

"We should be done by then." Suzaku assured him. "And you can relax, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not like you. All I want is for you to tell me the truth."

"About what?"

"About how you feel about me." Suzaku said. "It's not indifference. I saw something else at the masquerade, and I'm seeing something else now. I don't think you love me, or even like me, but I think you feel something for me."

Lelouch laughed cruelly. "I don't, Suzaku. I didn't even know you were working for me until you drew my attention with Shirley. For all I knew, you were dead; like your father."

Suzaku's hands fisted, but he didn't lash out. "Stop lying. You're good at it, I know, but this isn't the time. Just tell me, Lelouch. It won't cost you anything."

"What do you know?" Lelouch snapped. "You think I wanted to fuck you? It wasn't my idea – it was my father's. I was… I'd been avoiding you for four years and he orders me to seduce you like it's not the last thing I'd want to do after you…"

"…after I what?" Suzaku asked.

Lelouch looked away. "You already apologized, not that it matters. It was five years ago."

Suzaku blinked. "You're still mad at how I treated you when we were thirteen?"

Lelouch glared.

Suzaku shook his head. "I can't believe it." He met Lelouch's glare with his own. "I was attracted to you and didn't want to be, so I teased you, shoved you around a little, and you think that makes it okay for you to lie to me, hurt me during the first time I had sex, steal important confidential documents, destroy my company, and drive my father to suicide? You really think that's proportionate?"

He was yelling now and Lelouch was still glaring.

"I didn't seduce you and steal that information because you were a brat and a bully at thirteen." He said slowly, clearly. "I did it because I was ordered to." His eyes narrowed. "The only satisfaction I got out of it was fucking your tight ass until you cried."

Suzaku stared at him. "You're a monster."

"And were you seriously playing white knight to Shirley, trying to save her from me, or did you get some satisfaction in making my current lover sad?" Lelouch asked snidely. "Because I'll win her back eventually and you'll still have to settle for your own hand."

Suzaku took a deep breath, calming himself. "It's a pretty good hand." Lelouch snorted. "No, really. See?" He slid his hand between Lelouch's legs, moving up until he was gently cupping Lelouch's balls. Lelouch's thighs tensed reflexively, then relaxed.

"What are you doing?"

"What I promised you." Suzaku said softly, leaning in to kiss Lelouch's unresponsive lips. "We only have about forty minutes left so…" His hand moved up, grasping Lelouch's half-hard cock and giving it a few slow pulls. "… we'd better get started."

Lelouch bit his lower lip and frowned. "Untie me."

"No." Suzaku said. "I like you like this." His hand sped up a little and he kissed Lelouch again, swallowing his moan. "You made it hurt out of spite, but it can feel just as good without the pain."

"I don't care." Lelouch said a little shakily as Suzaku added a little twist to the end of his strokes. "I didn't want to in the first place… especially not with you… and those damn dreams came back…"

Suzaku's hand stilled. "Dreams?"

Lelouch let out an involuntary whine. "Nightmares. About you and the way you'd lie in wait, planning a sneak attack…"

Suzaku couldn't help himself. He chuckled. "I put more effort into those than anything I'd done to that point. I loved the way you'd look at me, with those narrowed eyes and flushed face… And it was more acceptable than wanting to kiss you."

"I don't know that I would have preferred the kiss." Lelouch mentioned, canting his hips to remind Suzaku that he'd been in the middle of something. "Especially now that the nightmares tend to end in…"

"In this?" Suzaku asked wryly, his hand resuming its firm caress. "Is it really that bad?"

"Could be worse." Lelouch admitted grudgingly. "Are you going to finish me off like this?"

Suzaku hummed. "Well, I am 1-2 with you." He removed his hand, however, taking the lube instead and coating his fingers before pressing carefully into himself. "Ah, hnn…" He smiled as Lelouch strained and groaned in his bindings. "So you… you dreamed about me?"

"Nightmares." Lelouch was quick to clarify. "Don't get a big head about it."

"That's not what's getting big." Suzaku grinned, slipping a second finger in. "Hah… nn… Lelouch, have you ever loved anyone?"

Lelouch's eyes dropped to Suzaku's lap, watching him get harder as he moved his fingers inside himself. He didn't get it; he'd tried it a couple of times and it never aroused him. What was so different about Suzaku? "What? Oh, Nunnally I guess."

"Nunnally…" The name sounded familiar, from that distant summer. "Your sister?"

"Yeah." Lelouch said absently. "Hey, are you seriously gonna…"

Suzaku smiled and spread some lube on Lelouch's erection before straddling his hips. "I would not recommend thinking about your sister during this."

"Don't talk about her that wa-ahh…" Lelouch's head tossed back and he let out a deep moan as Suzaku guided the head of his cock into Suzaku's body. "Suzaku…"

Suzaku grinned and slid home the rest of the way, landing with a soft slap on Lelouch's lap. "Lelouch."

The pressure and the stretch were the same as before, but there was none of the tearing pain that Suzaku remembered from their first encounter. Lelouch was still tied up, unable to get enough leverage to move in any significant way, especially not with Suzaku sitting on him. Suzaku smiled.

"Still tight?"

"God, yes." Lelouch breathed. "I can feel… I can feel you around me… moving…"

"Good." Suzaku lifted himself, then slammed back down, feeling Lelouch's cock hit something inside him that made him clench and bite back a scream. "Th-that never happened before…"

Lelouch wriggled under him. "What? What happened? Suzaku?"

"I just…" Suzaku did it again, again with similar electrical results. "Oh, it's… there's something in there… it feels so…"

"So what?" Lelouch demanded. "Is it what's making you move so damn slowly?"

Suzaku laughed. "You're such a selfish jerk." He steadied his hands on Lelouch's shoulders and started a rhythm that hit that spot nearly every time. It felt amazing, everything Suzaku's first time should have been, everything Lelouch had denied him… "But you're pretty so that's okay." His hand slid between their bodies, efficiently jerking himself off as he moved.

"What kind of bullshit is that?" Lelouch snapped. "You were a pretty thirteen year old, but that never made it okay for you to-mgph…" Suzaku interrupted Lelouch's vitriol with a hard kiss, one that Lelouch returned enthusiastically.

"I think I'm still in love with you." Suzaku admitted. "But I sure as hell don't like you very much." His hips had sped up to a point where the individual thrusts had blurred together in an overall sensation of building pleasure. "But you really are… very… pretty." He squeezed his eyes shut and came after a couple more stokes, coating Lelouch's and his chest and stomach.

Lelouch was writhing and panting by the time Suzaku recovered, his hips moving in pitiful little jerks under Suzaku's weight. Suzaku lifted himself off and reached out to finish Lelouch before hesitating.

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes, fuck, it hurts." Lelouch whined, more uncomfortable now that his cock was exposed to the cool air.

"And… it would cost me nothing to make it stop hurting." Suzaku pointed out. "Nothing but a little time and a little patience."

Lelouch was half-gone with need, but lucid enough to understand that much. "You wouldn't…"

Suzaku checked the clock. "Over ten minutes left. Plenty of time." Suzaku slid off the bed, unsurprised by how little soreness he felt this time compared to the last. "I'll be back when there's five minutes left. Until then, make yourself comfortable. Well. As comfortable as you can."

Lelouch's face was red, both from exertion and anger, but he managed not to scream as Suzaku left – not that it would have helped. Suzaku pulled on a robe and made his way to the kitchen to make a quick cup of tea. He felt satisfied. It didn't make up for what Lelouch had put him through, but it had helped put it behind him.

Once they reached the five minute mark, Suzaku poked his head in to his bedroom. "Want some tea?"

Lelouch looked miserable and furious. "Untie me."

"Fine." Suzaku undid the rope's knots as deftly as any boy scout, easily blocking Lelouch's clumsy punch once his hands were free. "Quit that."

Lelouch glared. "I need something to clean this… this filth off me."

"Ah." Suzaku hadn't thought about that. He bit back a small laugh at Lelouch's indignation. "I'll be right back. You can put your pants on in the meantime. Nothing much happened below your belt, after all."

He wasn't happy, not by any means, but he was momentarily satisfied.

A few moments after Lelouch was dressed and ready, Suzaku's doorbell rang. Suzaku opened it cheerfully, unsurprised to see two imposing gentlemen looking less than patient. "He's coming right behind me."

"Not tonight I'm not." Lelouch muttered, throwing his jacket on and leaving without a single look at Suzaku.

Suzaku sighed and counted this night as a win, while wishing for a future relationship where he wouldn't have to keep score.

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The next few days were bland and terrifying. A&A didn't line up any new projects and the old ones were running smoothly, but every day Suzaku waited to be called into Lloyd's office and informed that Lelouch vi Britannia had blacklisted him.

It didn't happen.

Instead, four days later, just as he was getting ready to leave, Suzaku's phone rang.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"…Lelouch?"

"I've been considering your previous offer." Lelouch continued as if Suzaku hadn't nearly had a heart attack. "As an employee of Asplund and Associates, you're certainly no longer an enemy or rival, and your talents are being wasted in middle management. You've stated on several occasions that I'm beautiful and that you love me, and I've found myself without a partner since Shirley left…"

"Wait, Shirley left?"

Lelouch sounded disgruntled. "Your names are surprisingly easy to mix up. In any case, given the unsatisfactory way our last encounter ended, and given your obsession with me, I felt it only fair to give you at least a chance."

Suzaku stared at the phone. "You mean… another night, or a relationship?"

"Whichever." Lelouch said, almost overly casual. "If you wanted, we could start with the night and see where it goes. I'll have someone pick you up from your office…"

"Wait a second, Lelouch." Suzaku interrupted. "Let me get this straight. Your girlfriend left you because you called out my name, presumably during sex, and now you're willing to have me – a guy – fill that hole. Is that about right?"

Lelouch hesitated. "You were right. About a lot of things. I didn't need to be cruel to you, and I regret my actions. As for your company and your father… they were unfortunate casualties. I'm sorry, but I'd do it again. It's business, nothing personal. But since that night, I've realized that you… no one's ever looked at me the way you do. You know me, what I'm capable of, what I've done, and you're still able to look at me with warmth, caring. You still loved me, even after everything…"

"I do." Suzaku said softly. "I think, in some way, I'll always love you, Lelouch. But that is really not enough to offset the fact that you're a selfish, manipulative, spiteful wretch who cares about no one but yourself. You think it's fair to give me a chance? Fuck you. No, on second thought, don't. You have thousands of people to sick your cock into remember? Find one of them and leave me alone, and know that, as unlovable as you are no one else will ever be able to both know you and love you. Asshole."

Suzaku slammed the phone down and started on his letter of resignation. He could do better – better than both Lelouch and the Britannia Industries.

Fuck them.