To say that Suzaku was nervous would have been a compliment; in fact, he had fallen from the edge of nervousness into utter hysteria. Droplets of sweat swam upon his palms once more as he wiped them along his jeans again, all the while trying to keep his heart in his chest instead of in his mouth.

Calm down, Kururugi! He reprimanded his self. It's just a trial run. It's just A. Trial. Run! Despite how much he told his self that, another moan—overflowing with ecstasy—fluttered into his ears and began making his groin ache with unnatural twitches. Suzaku groaned and threw his head back. Damn you, Lelouch!

After their audition tape was reviewed and they had received their acceptance call, Suzaku was filled with relief. Despite the staff's very colorful and positive critiques had made him another shade of pink for the rest of his life, he was just glad to be able to help provide for Nunnally. However, what he should've seen coming was Lelouch's loop hole agreements in their contract.

"He is only able to be touched by people I approve of and not allowed to perform until he is comfortable with one other person other than me! Until then he is not permitted to perform!" Lelouch's seething of his requirements for the contract made Suzaku's cheeks burn in embarrassment. It was bad enough having to admit his true age (at least 2 years Lelouch's junior), but having Lelouch mother hen him as much as Nunnally was just too much. Suzaku even wondered if Lelouch remembered that he wasn't the small child.

Another chorus of moans and groans sent his groin ablaze, and Suzaku ran his hands over his face. "So it's okay for you to start performing with total strangers," he grumbled through his hands, heat pricking in his chest. "But I can't even leave the waiting room." His lips thinned into a firm line, his shoulders slouched into a perfect mock parenthesis. "Swell!"

He tossed his head back against the neck of the chair, his eyes squinting up at the sickly white lights glaring down at him. Knightmare Studio's stage A was filled with rooms, no doubt flooded with camera men and sweat, for their rookie performers and somewhere in the row of supposedly sound proof walls lied Lelouch. Drowning his self in women no doubt, Suzaku's lips twitched into a deep frown, and he clasped his hands over his ears.

Stop fretting over it! It's not like we're dating! His heart froze at the thought, a heavy pile of lead falling into his stomach. Now that I think about it…he never said we were. Suzaku's head fell back into his hands, his fingers threading themselves in his short mane of chestnut curls. So why am I here?

"We are friends, aren't we?" Lelouch's voice ran over his thoughts like silk, and Suzaku shook his head sternly.

"That's right." He murmured to his self, nodding to the Lelouch's voice. "We're friends. Friends who stick together no matter—" A high pitch squeal shattered his thoughts and made his groin practically groan against the zipper of his pants.

"Harder! Harder!"

"No! Don't—stop!"

"Give it to me!"

"Faster! Faster! Oh, god! So good!"

"I can't, I can't—I'm gonna—!"

The plastic chair skidded across the floor as Suzaku jumped from his seat, hands tugging violently at his hair. His forehead tapped against the back wall, his throat strangling each cry of frustration with every thud. Suzaku's teeth grinded against each other; his grumbling came out in short huffs and pants until a light tapping on his shoulder roused him from his heated banging on the wall. Casting his eyes over his shoulder, Suzaku flinched as orbs of azure stared down at him. Suzaku jumped away from the man towering over him, his back slamming into the hard plaster.

"Uh, sorry! I didn't mean to…" Suzaku stuttered, his apologies dying at the tip of his tongue as he darted his eyes along the floor. "I mean…this is…I was waiting on a friend and I…the voices just…!" He babbled on as the man gazed at him. Suzaku's eyes shut as he cried, "I'm sorry, okay! I'm not used to places like this!"

Suzaku panted heavily and forced his head up to meet the other. The taller tilted his head to the side, letting a small grin follow along his lips. Suzaku's jaw dropped open, another round of apologies loaded along his tongue until the man let out a light chuckle. The boy's brows furrowed as he watched the man's shoulders quake with each breath.

"I'm gonna go on a limb here and guess you're new, right?" he asked.

Suzaku's cheeks burned a light pink as he cleared his throat and rocked back on his heels. "Is it that obvious?"

"Painfully so."

"I knew I should've stayed home," Suzaku groaned, his head was about to bury itself in his palms again when a chorus of squeals rang out from behind the rooms. "Stupid, stupid, Lelouch."

The man's eyebrows quirked up and he leaned closer to him. "Did you just say, Lelouch?"

"Y-yeah."

The man's eyes went wide at that. "So you're the off limits merchandise!"

Suzaku staggered back. "O-off limits…?"

You are so dead when you get out here Lulu! Suzaku seethed inwardly. The man's chuckling brought him out of his thoughts again.

"It's okay," he said, landing a hand on Suzaku's shoulder. "I'm an off limits guy too."

"Really?" Suzaku perked up a bit.

"Yeah. It's kind of embarrassing. My boss only lets me work with… unique assignments."

It's better than being babied that's for sure. Suzaku thought bitterly. "How unique are we talking about?"

The man shrugged, digging his hands into his white pants pockets. "That's a, s-e-c-r-e-t!" he winked.

A smile, the first in three weeks since they had been drawn into Knightmare Studios, was twitching at the corners of Suzaku's lips—or it was until a squeal sent his groin crying against his zipper. The man's smile melted as he eyed Suzaku's crotch; red stained Suzaku's cheeks as his hands flew to cover his pants.

"I remember my first days on this stage." The man said. "Listening to these premature squealers was hell."

Suzaku's cheeks blazed even more as he stepped away from the wall and moved towards his chair. He carefully slid down to the plastic, quietly murmuring, "Yeah well, we all have our own little hell, right?" He casted his gaze downwards; the red growing darker upon his cheeks. "Look, it was nice talking to you, but—"

"Then you should get a taste of heaven!"

Suzaku's muscles froze, his jaw slacking before a large hand clamped down over his wrist. His body was jerked out of the plastic chair and dragged down the hall. "W-wait! I'm fine, really!"

The man raced down the winding corridors with abandon as he came to a halt at the front of a door with a faded "Men" scribbled over its top. His eyes twinkled devilishly at Suzaku, his free hand slamming the door open and jerking the boy inside. Suzaku stumbled in after him, sneakers squeaking along the floor, and tumbled backward into his arms. The man's lips brushed over the shell of his ear and whispered, "That doesn't look fine to me."

Before Suzaku could say anymore, his shoulder blades slammed against the wall, its wallpaper curling off the plaster. The man instantly stooped to his knees upon the floor, nose practically immune to the scent of urine that radiated off discarded strips of toilet paper. A sharp gasp was knocked out of him while the man's hands straddled his hips, his fingers dancing over the band of his jeans and jerked out towards the zipper. Suzaku gasped and pressed his palms against the man's broad shoulders, yet he wouldn't budge.

"W-wait! I—!" He choked out as the man's palm gently brushed against his crotch. Every nerve in Suzaku's body froze, the palm radiating an alien warmth that sent his muscles jerking in every other direction. His eyes darted across the single bathroom until he felt fingers rub the sides of his hips. Sucking in a breath, Suzaku glanced down at the man, who looked up at him with a darkened gaze and tilted head. Silence, other than Suzaku's heavy breathing, filled the room until the man's fingers slowly pulled down Suzaku's zipper inch by inch.

"Am I really the only other person whose touched you besides Lelouch?" he asked quietly. Suzaku forced his head into a nod under the other's heated gaze. His body wracked in shivers at the foreign rubs, as if it itself were scolding him for not walking out of the bathroom in that instant. Yet, the man's eyes, two pools of an ocean lost burning with a distant flame, held him in place—as if moving were a move he would forever regret. Suddenly, a smirk broke out along the man's lips, his fingers brushing away the jeans from Suzaku's crotch. His mouth opened and began pressing open mouthed kisses along Suzaku's gray briefs, leaving hot trails of warmth in their wake that set his lower half squirming. "What's your name?"

Suzaku's heart crashed into his chest, dying to fly out of the room, until he swallowed a tight knot in his throat and squeaked out, "S-suzaku."

The man's lips curled back into a wide smirk, and his fingers tugged the boy's briefs down to his thighs. The rush of cool air washed over Suzaku's freed manhood, causing him to yelp in surprise. The man blew a puff of air over top Suzaku's length, breathing in his scent deeply and glanced back up at him. "Well then Suzaku, I'm honored to be your second man."

With that, Suzaku's eyes widened (in horror or shock he'll never know) as the man's pale peach lips kissed the crown of his pride and gulped down the muscle in one swallow. Suzaku threw his head back with a quiet scream, the heat from the mouth pooling around him like a whirlpool.

"Oh, oh, this is—mmm," Suzaku cried, his head banging his head against the wall as the man began to move. His lips tightened around Suzaku's throbbing length agonizingly slow, running his teeth gently along the veins while his tongue slid underneath to taste the thick skin. Suzaku's breathing broke into heavy pants once the man's mouth left his manhood, the rush of cool air suddenly freezing until the man dived in on him once more. Suzaku groaned, his fingers digging into the black smeared tiles of the wall as the heat drew him in once more—slower than the first.

Suzaku's bottom lip grew red as his teeth bit down on it, leaving his cries to rumble in the back of his throat as the man's tongue began to swirl around his head. His nails dug deeper into the wall's tiling, glancing down at a flash of pink leisurely run around him, only to be sucked back into the man's mouth and swallow him once more. Suzaku's cheeks sucked in and he let out a high cry.

"Oh, p-please," he whined, his eyes glassy.

The man leaned deeper until his lips brushed the curl of Suzaku's hair and brought his head back up. "Please what, Suzaku?" his breathed thickly as he lapped the underside of Suzaku. Warm pricks began tugging at the back of Suzaku's eyes, tears pooling in his eyes as a shock bolted through him. His hands shakily gripped onto the man's shoulders and gasped.

"M-more…please," he panted.

The man fought off a smirk as his fingers grasped Suzaku's balls firmly in one hand and wrapped his other around his hip. Before Suzaku could even gasp at the new found movement, his eyes fluttered shut as a quiet wail fell from his bruised lips. "Look at me." The man said, his head bobbing upon his length faster. Suzaku's squinted down at the man, his fingers finding their way to his thick blonde hair and tugging at it urgently. His hips stuttered forward into the other's mouth, causing both men to moan fervently.

"S-so good!" Suzaku's hips, as if having a mind of their own, plunged deeper into the other's mouth while the man relaxed his throat with a groan, his own fingers squeezing around Suzaku's sack. The man's nails grazed the underside of his balls, tugging and pinching them with each grasp and thrust of Suzaku's hips while his tongue barely brushed over them. "I-I c-can't!"

Suzaku's eyes widened as the man gazed up at him; his azure eyes, glazed over with a roaring fire beneath them, burned into his own, drawing him in deeper into the whirlpool as soon as they had entered the bathroom—telling him to plummet into the vortex and drown.

And drown he did.

"A-aaaaaah!" Eyes falling shut, Suzaku's mouth fell ajar as a scream tore from his throat. His manhood throbbed madly until spurts of ivory jet out from his crown, coating the back of the man's throat in white streaks that he gulped down eagerly. His fingers fell from Suzaku's sack and wrapped around his hips, pushing him further into his mouth as Suzaku twitched and shivered. With a ragged gasp, Suzaku's knees buckled as the man finally drew his mouth away and let him fall to the floor. The man's tongue darted out to catch any stray drops of cum from his lips and smiled down at the panting boy.

"Feel better?" his grin stretched from ear to ear, making a fine dust of crimson devour Suzaku's cheeks as he jerked his head to the side.

"I-I…it was…" he stumbled, not noticing the man sliding his pants back upon his hips. Once he began zipping him back up, Suzaku flinched back. "I could've done that!"

The man chuckled and ruffled Suzaku's hair. "Yeah, but I'm the type who puts their toys away!" His laughter only grew at the others beet red face and leaned back with a softened grin. "I hope we can see each other again one day."

Suzaku's brows furrowed. One day? But he works here…doesn't he?

"I can see why he wants to keep you all to his self." The man said. His eyes darkened slightly and he brought his lips to Suzaku's ear. "And I see why boss wants you now too."

Suzaku's brow arched, his mouth opening to ask until a faint buzzing vibrated on his hip. He glanced down at his pocket, bit back a curse, and reached in for his cell phone. The phone glinted off the sickly light as he flipped it open and brought it to his ear.

"H-hello?" Suzaku asked, shooting an apologetic glance to the man.

"Suzaku! Where the hell are you?" Suzaku flinched at the sharp commanding tone, a feeling of dread flooding his stomach. "I've been done with practice an hour ago and you're nowhere in sight!"

Suzaku's heart skipped a beat. An hour…I was only gone for…how long was I gone for?

"Sorry, Lulu. I guess I shouldn't have eaten that old bento earlier today, huh?" Suzaku chuckled uneasily.

"You had me worried. I thought that they had—" Lelouch stopped, his worry passing over the line and straight to Suzaku. Guilt gripped his heart as he remembered why he was even in the bathroom in the first place. Friends stick together no matter what. He shook his head and forced his mouth to function.

"I'm sorry. I'm in the bathroom in the B wing. I just lost track of time talking to—" Suzaku glanced over to the man and froze.

There was no one in sight.

His eyes darted around the room to find the scattered toilet paper along the floor unshifted, the smell of heavy urine just as strong before he entered, and the tiled wall filling unscathed by nail marks. Like the last hour had never happened. His jaw dropped, his hands tightening around the cell phone until Lelouch's voice reeled him back to reality.

"Look, I'm outside of the bathroom right now. So, could you please come out so we can go home?" Lelouch said, Suzaku could practically hear him rolling his eyes.

"Right," Suzaku wobbled to his feet and pushed the door open. "I'm heading out right now." He stopped in his tracks and groaned at the dark amethyst burning holes into his skull as soon as he came out.

Unbeknownst to the two however, just around the corner was a man staring fixedly on them as he pressed punched a number into his phone. With his eyes glued onto Suzaku, the phone whirred to life in short rings until a low voice rumbled over the line.

"Well?" the voice, low and smooth, asked.

"Target has been encountered," the man replied, watching how the two bickered even as Lelouch brushed a strand of Suzaku's hair behind his ear and strode off down the hall with the other at his heels. "It took me all of my will power not to fuck the kid senseless right there."

"He's older than you."

"Sure. Anyway, our when will this plan of yours be complete?"

"Soon, pet. Soon." The other said, a smirk rousing upon their lips. "And the little Lamperouge will pay, but until then return to headquarters now, Weinberg. Your free to take the reward of your choice."

A dark smirk stretched over his lips, his nightly activities already running through his head as he said, "Of course, sir."

A/N: Bun Dun Dun DUUUUNNNNN! If you have any suggestions or comments please review (puppy dog eyes activate)! Thank you!