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Chapter Eleven: Destiny and the Flow of Forever

Lelouch looked up at the full moon, eyes narrowed dangerously, as the wolves took care of the passing ceremony. Despite Genbu's betrayal he was still a member of their pack and had, at one point, been trustworthy and a noble leader. They would be burying him on the farthest edge of the pack cemetery, due to his change. Suzaku sat beside him, not budging an inch as his father's body was carted away in the large wooden coffin. Rin glanced back at him sadly, eyes pleading but at the same time understanding, before trotting off to the funeral procession. "You should go down there with them," Lelouch stated gently. Their eyes met, Suzaku's jade orbs seeming insulted and Lelouch's seeming almost bored. "If not for your father than to comfort your mother, Suzaku. She needs you more than ever."

"Stay here until I return than. When I get back we'll take you to the village and have your arm treated," He stated in agreement before running to catch up with the others of his pack. Lelouch watched sadly, letting his entire posture sink back with his newfound sorrow. This was where Suzaku belonged, he knew, and it made him ache. Lelouch had never truly belonged until he met the young wolf. Something about him just made Lelouch feel truly alive. The feeling he got when he was with the other was something that not even Nunnally had been able to give him. He jolted up when he saw a nearby hooded figure watching the service being preformed below. He crept over slowly but the figure shifted toward him and then ran off in a flash. He followed hurriedly, forgetting what Suzaku had told him only seconds before.

The figure led him through the thicket, weaving and winding through the trees as if they had grown up in them. A werewolf from another pack that had caught wind of what Genbu was doing? No, no. If it was a werewolf scout they would have just approached as a werewolf, no need to be so secretive. Werewolves did not believe in stealth or deceit when it came to dealing with one another. So who could it be? Another of Charles little lackeys? No, not that either. Again, their presence would not have been so secretive, such a mystery. They would have lashed out and attacked. But this person was not a Slayer or a werewolf. This, however, left Lelouch no clues as to if they were friend of foe.

He skidded to a stop as he saw a slouched, zombie-like Euphemia approaching slowly. Her hair fell in a long, pink curtain over her shoulders but did not bounce with life and energy. Her eyes were large and horror glazed, the violet seeming almost black with the depth of her feelings. Her skin was a washed out white, almost as if she had been completely bleached. The rims of her eyes were red, her mouth open slightly as if she were a pretty little angel fish wheezing to take air on land. Her white cloak was covered in dark red blood. Lelouch tensed up as she lifted her head and that dead gaze fell to him. "Lelouch, you were right," She whispered in a voice he barely heard. And then, like a ton of bricks, she fell to her knees while releasing the most horrendous sobbing he'd ever heard. It was heartbreaking and wounded.

Slowly he approached, using every bit of caution he had in him to keep his mind sharp for any traps that may be set around them. He then knelt in front of her and looked at her gently. "What are you talking about Euphemia?" She asked slowly. It was then he came to the realization that the blood on her was not her own, like he thought it might have been. It was splattered on her outfit but there was none dripping from an open wound.

"He… Father killed Yosuke!" She half screamed, half sobbed. Lelouch flinched back and then, in a swift toss, Euphemia had thrown herself right in to him, burrowing her face in to his shoulder and latching on to his arms. He bit his lip to keep from screaming over how much her nails digging in to his severely banged up arm hurt. "Not Yosuke! He was… He was the only good thing that ever came in to my life!" She cried on. Lelouch reached to the back of her neck and applied just enough pressure to knock her out. She whimpered once more before going completely lax and sending the born raven haired male on his back on the ground. She was a lot heavier than she looked! He shot a look to the hooded figure who merely let out a soft chuckle and shook their head. Then they walked off while Lelouch silently cursed their father for choosing today to kill the silver wolf and curse Euphemia for showing up to cry on his shoulder when he did.

...

When Euphemia again opened her eyes she was resting on a bed of hay with a bear skin blanket wrapped around her and a small fire roaring a few feet away. She spotted a large silver wolf sitting a few feet away, watching her keenly. A long scar went just above his right eye and down his face. She knew who he was just from stories and fear churned in her stomach. Lelouch had turned her over to Lord Raiga, Yosuke's father. She remembered everything Yosuke had told her of him and her eyes got misty. She remembered the first day they met, the memory playing vividly in her now lonely mind.

She had been in the flower garden, relaxing as she awaited her father to tell her the next task set for her, and basking in the glow of the pale moonlight. She heard a heavy thudding and sat up, reaching in to her nearby gear bag and pulling out a dagger, prepared for whatever would be lashing out at her. Instead, a silver wolf poked his head out from a nearby bush, a stray leaf falling on his nose and causing him to sneeze. He shook his head, wrinkled his nose, and then looked at her with eager hazel eyes. "You're the one! You smell of buttercups, gun powder and gardening soil, just like the handkerchief!" She was so stunned by his arrival that she dropped her dagger and just stared with a dumbstruck look on her face. It was the peculiar beginning to their peculiar relationship.

But it had been a wonderful relationship, despite how stunned Euphemia was to know it even existed. She thought that since she was a Slayer she couldn't have a werewolf Partner but it turned out her mother had a distant relative that was a blessed human. At first her father was furious that she was a blessed human, one of the revolting creatures he desperately wanted to rid the world of, but then he said it would all be worth it. He convinced her to use Yosuke to get rid of other Partnerships, that it was the right thing to do, and she convinced Yosuke to see it their way. And now, because of her stupidity, he was dead.

"So you were my son's Partner?" Raiga asked in his deep, gravelly voice. She tried to hide how tremendously she shook from fear of him. He stood with a low, deep groan, and walked over to a small kitchen like area. He pulled out a kettle, used a ladle to fill it with water from a barrel, and then placed it on a stick a few feet above the flames of the fire. "Would you like tea or hot cocoa?" He asked calmly.

"Hot cocoa, please, sir," She stated nervously, slowly sitting up and resting the bear skin blanket in her lap. He walked over to the small crate next to the barrel, rummaged through, and carefully pulled twin mugs in matching gray out one at a time. He set one down in front of her with a small package of hot cocoa mix on top before taking his own mug and the little tea bag back to his previous spot. She opened the package and silently poured the light brown powder in to it.

"When Yosuke was little Kanna spoiled him rotten. He tried hot cocoa once and after that he refused to drink anything other than that. I used to sneak out and steal large boxes filled with the packages at night so he could have them once a day. I took a box a few days ago and was halfway home when I remembered he wasn't here anymore. It was pointless to take it back, though, so I decided to save it in case he ever… Maybe came back for a little visit," He mumbled absently, a reminiscent smile coming to his face. And when he smiled Euphemia realized how gentle his face seemed, how it lost some of its edge and seemed a little more normal. "She was his little miracle, you know. When Kanna was younger she was badly wounded in battle. She was told she could never have pups and though I was devastated I still loved her. When we found out she had gotten pregnant, and when he was born, the whole pack was so happy, especially Kanna. She loved pups and had dreamed of someday having at least one. That was why she spoiled him and coddled him and died for him so many years ago. She didn't want to lose the only child she would ever leave behind in the world, her only miracle. That's why I… I became so hard on him. I wanted him to understand how precious he was, to both of us. I wanted him to be strong and to be himself. I just wanted him to be happy, and to understand that his mother died for him out of love. That was why I tried to make him see how truly great he could be." He stated softly, his voice wavering a few times. When ever it did, however, he would clear his throat or let out a nervous laugh to hide his feelings.

"Did you ever tell him about his mother?" She asked softly as he took the kettle off and poured a bit of water in to her mug. He glanced at her questioningly before setting the kettle back down and getting her a spoon. "We didn't really talk much about our families. It was easier that way." She explained as she took the spoon and began mixing. He nodded as he filled his own cup and let the tea sit.

"I can see where that might make things easier. No, I never told Yosuke about his mother's condition. After her death he was so riddled with guilt and pent-up self loathing that I could never tell him that. It would have been like snapping the next of a deer that died of blood loss. I could never have let him know that," He shook his head as he spoke.

Euphemia felt a bit of rage bubble inside of her. "But why not? Perhaps if you had he wouldn't have blamed himself for her death! Maybe he would have accepted it and been able to take better care of himself, make better decisions, in honor of her memory and sacrifice!" She snapped back. He let out a hollow laugh and looked at her sadly, eyes misting over a bit. She was stunned, having heard from Yosuke his father had not even cried at his mother's funeral.

"It makes no difference now. My son is gone and I have my own shame to carry for aiding in leading him down that path. What if I had done this or why didn't I tell him that are things I can no longer think about. Yosuke would have died to protect you because he was just that way. Yosuke loved being the chivalrous hero-type," He stated with another soft smile, a smile that sang of rue and heartbreak. He gave her the smile, his one useful eye soft on her surprised face.

"How did you know?" She asked softly, letting her hand stop its instinctive circle of mixing. He reached down, gently dipped the tea bag in and out of the newly brewed tea, and tossed it in to the smile. A small crackling and the sweet smell of jasmine filled the small hut.

"I may not seem like it," He stated in a soft voice, "but I knew what my son was like. And, though I may be alone now, I'm damn proud of him for dying to protect someone he must have truly loved." In a second Euphemia had moved quickly around the fire and fell to her knees again beside him, hugging him tightly. He blinked a few times until he felt her tears wetting his fur. One of his large paws gently reached up and rubbed up and down on her back soothingly as he himself wept. Together, comforting each other, the Slayer and the werewolf mourned the loss of the young fool they had both loved in different ways.

…

Suzaku glared at Lelouch, who looked quite annoyed himself. Rin looked between the two worriedly, paw gently resting in front of her mouth, as her eyes darted from her son to his Partner. "I said I was sorry," Lelouch scoffed finally, rolling his eyes a bit and crossing his arms over his chest. Suzaku growled and Rin's eyes flattened against her head in fear.

"It's not like you mean it! If you were sincerely sorry you wouldn't have done it in the first place!" He roared back bitterly. Lelouch looked back at him again, eyes turning a darker violet tint with the rage now coming to his own face.

"I was worried that that was an enemy planning an attack! I was just trying to watch out for your safety!" He retorted, tone keeping surprisingly calm but with an icy bite to it.

"Then instead of running off half-cocked like you did you should have told me! Then we could have chased them and caught them without your arm getting even more screwed up from carry Euphemia over to us!" Suzaku snapped back hotly.

"I didn't think she was that heavy! She doesn't look even half as fat as she really is! And what do you mean half-cocked?!" Lelouch hissed. Rin giggled lightly, earning the full intensity of both boys' furious glares.

"So now we see the real problem here," She sing-songed gently, waving her left paw in the air dismissively. Both boys dropped from murderously angry to mildly annoyed again, looking at the older wolf with raised eyebrows. "I had heard sexual tension could do this to people but I had no idea it could be like this." She giggled innocently. Both boys blushed deep crimson, looking at her with large eyes.

"Mother!" Suzaku screamed embarrassedly. She only laughed as she gently licked her son's cheek affectionately.

"I'll give you two your privacy! Just make sure to keep Lelouch quiet if he's a screamer!" She hummed musically as she walked out giddily, tail wagging madly. Both teenagers tried to grasp at things to sputter out but both drew blanks, which was surprising since Lelouch almost always seemed to have some snappy comeback handy.

After the small door to the hut closed softly Suzaku looked over at Lelouch, who was still blushing like mad. "Did you want to…?" Suzaku trailed shyly. Lelouch's head snapped over to him, cheeks nearly turning the same color as his eyes.

"This is not the time to be discussing things like that!" Lelouch yelped shortly, looking away quickly. A sly smirk came to Suzaku's lips. While the raven haired male mumbled to himself over the conversation they were not going to have at the exact moment due to the improper content and time of it, Suzaku shifted back to his human form. Next thing Lelouch knew, as he turned to make his final point to the other's furry face, he was greeted by his Partner in his male form and nothing but his birthday suit. "S-Suzaku!" He stammered nervously, falling over in his desperation to try and squirm away. The other grinned impishly at this.

"I can tell you want to, Lulu," He cooed teasingly while the other stared up with large nervous eyes. He then leaned down and gently nibbled the others earlobe affectionately. "Besides, we've done it before. You know I won't hurt you." A small scowl came to Lelouch's still blushing face but instead of protesting further he merely wrapped his good arm around the young wolf prince's neck while the other, which he could no longer feel due to severe pain, remained planted uselessly to his side.

"Fine. But we have to make it quick; the other Stuco members are going to be here soon and I don't want them walking in on us," He mumbled shyly, keeping his eyes off to the side. Suzaku grinned victoriously, leaned down and gently kissed Lelouch. After all, he wanted to make sure Lelouch wasn't completely resistant to the idea. Lelouch kissed back slowly, cautiously. Something was weighing down on the young teen's mind, clearly, but Suzaku made a silent promise to help the other blow off a little steam.

He kissed Lelouch long and hard, pressing the other back and against the wooden flooring. His ears caught the sound of a long drawn out mewl. Oh how he missed these little sounds. Though ha had only made love to the other once the curly topped male had memorized those noises. They played over and over in his dreams, driving him to the brink of insanity. He would watch Lelouch in class and wonder how the other could not realize just how seductive he could be without even trying. He had found himself hot and bothered in class a few times as he watched Lelouch lightly nibble the edge of his pencil while he concentrated intensely on an equation. But now, Suzaku mused to himself happily as he settled his lower regions between Lelouch's legs, he could finally force those oh so delectable sounds from his Partner again.

Suddenly the door was thrust open and an enthusiastic, "How are you guys do…Oh my God!" was shrieked by none other then Milly Ashford. Lelouch yelped loudly and yanked back, peeking over Suzaku's shoulder to gaze at the others. Milly's eyes were alive with joy and delight, shimmering a bright blue as she gawked at her open view of Lelouch being thoroughly molested by the young werewolf atop him. Shirley's face was beat red and she was covering her eyes, mumbling something under her breath about Suzaku having a dirty, dirty mind. Kallen was covering her mouth with one hand, the other arm wrapped around her midriff as she tried not to bust up laughing. Rivalz was pale, with large eyes and the left twitching, and his jaw resting on the floor. "Why didn't I grab my camera?! This would be such a great thing to sell to make money for the Student Council!" She squeaked in a more somber, disappointed voice. This made Lelouch blush even more and cause him to began pounding on Suzaku's shoulders.

"Get off! Get off!" He proclaimed in a voice a few octaves too high for him. Suzaku groaned and stood, turning to face the other members of the club in all his naked glory. Milly squealed loudly in delight, Shirley yelped and shook her head with hands still covering her eyes, Kallen snapped and began laughing hysterically and Rivalz looked down toward his own nether region with clearly concealed disappointment. Lelouch grabbed Suzaku's hand and sent him flying back to the ground and tossed a nearby pillow in his lap, cheeks burning with a maroon blush and his hands shaking. "Stay like that!" He hissed.

"You really need to stop being so indecisive. It's becoming really inconvenient," He pouted, looking to the side. Lelouch felt his eyes twitch as he calmed down, cheeks beginning to fade to a pale pink. "One minute you want sex, then you want me to stand up naked and then you want me to sit with an itchy pillow over my crotch. It's really unfair." When this little whine came from the auburn haired male, Lelouch's face went from pink to a snowy white, eye twitching even more, as the other Stuco members began responding in proper accordance to their personality.

…

After all the insanity was done, and Suzaku was properly dressed, Lelouch removed his jacket and shirt for Milly to examine his arm. "So you have a special power too? Why didn't you mention it earlier?" Suzaku asked conversationally, keeping his usual cheerful disposition on the surface while below he was seething that the chipper young blond was getting to see and touch what he viewed as his. The others had gone to help around the village and await this new recruit Rakshata had mentioned to Madam President.

"Well I don't like talking about my power very much," Milly explained as she slid a finger along Lelouch's arm, halting to press a small bit of protruding bone back in to place. She turned his arm a bit and repeated the action. "Rivalz has a power too. He can talk to other creatures but he says it's not half as cool as everyone else so he doesn't use it very much. It's really a waste; he can speak the languages so fluidly it's really impressive." She sighed as finished pressing the bones back in place, ignoring the glare Lelouch shot her. She then rested her hands on his arm and a pale blue current began flowing free.

"My power is to heal. It's useful sometimes but requires a lot of energy. I always get sleepy if I do more than heal one injury at a time."

"Huh. That's really helpful," He stated matter of factly, watching as the bone and skin began to repair through using the blue current like a needle and thread. "Will this make you really sleepy?"

"Not too sleepy. Just a little drowsy since I'm used to repairing Lulu's broken bones," She giggled lightly, poking the scowling blessed human in the cheek. She was given the reward of a murderous glare, which resulted in a carefree, bubbly laugh from the older woman. "He's just upset because he doesn't want you to know how bad he was at this a long time ago."

Suzaku tilted his head at Lelouch, who mumbled something and about the female under his breath. She gave him her scowling pout and rolled her eyes, mumbling something right back. He looked between them worriedly, knowing something else was being exchanged discreetly. He knew that the two of them had grown up side by side and this was what led to his jealousy. Suzaku was afraid that Lelouch may trust Milly more than he trusted the young werewolf. If that were true… Suzaku would be completely crushed. He loved Lelouch like he had never loved anyone before, and trusted him completely. Perhaps it was just Suzaku being paranoid.

"So who is this new recruit we're supposed to be waiting for?" Lelouch asked through gritted teeth. Milly glanced up from her work before removing her hands. The wound was completely healed. The raven haired boy began bending and twisting the arm back and forth, wincing a bit from the soreness in the muscles but overall pleased with the lack of severe pain.

"I have no idea. Rakshata just said that it was someone we knew," She shrugged, cracking her hands and making Suzaku wince. Suzaku hated the sound of knuckles or joints popping. It was just creepy. "Any ideas?"

"None. Unless somehow the dead can be resurrected or a member from the Kyoto chapter headed over to our town to offer some assistance, which does seem like something they'd do," Lelouch stated thoughtfully, resting his chin in his left hand. Even with his right repaired he still didn't want to but too much strain on it just yet. He had once before and the entire arm gave out on him.

Milly perked up when they suddenly heard an excited squeal. The three jumped up, ran out, and watched in sheer surprise at the sight before them. Shirley and Rivalz walked over as well, both seeming just as surprised as the other two. Kallen had thrown her arms tightly around none other than Cici, the supposedly passed on ghost. She looked the same only now instead of the straight jacket she wore a long sleeved pink top, a large hat with most of her hair tucked up inside, a mid-thigh length white skirt, a pair of thigh-high white socks and a pair of light brown sneakers. One of her arms was wrapped gently around Kallen's waist and the other was lightly stroking her head. She perked up and smirked at Lelouch, who was smirking back. "Hello,"

"Well, well. Here I thought you were gone for good," He teased lightly as he walked over. She smiled, keeping one arm around Kallen and gently shaking his hand when he offered it. "What happened?"

"He decided that I'd be a good guardian angel and sent me to watch over all of you in the H.A.W.W. After all, you're fighting for the greater good," She hummed with a little laugh. Kallen's smile didn't fade and she nuzzled closer to Cici, closing her eyes and sighing in relief. "I didn't realize how much I'd be missed though." Lelouch smiled as Cici lightly kissed the top of the red haired female's forehead.

Milly and the other Stuco members immediately rushed Cici, tossing their arms around her ion tight embraces and cheerful cries. Lelouch smiled lightly and slipped away silently. He preferred being alone, aside from taking Suzaku or Nunnally's company, and needed a little time himself to muddle through quite a few complicated thoughts.

Things were getting really difficult. His father was pressing in harder on him, trying to force him to be the end of the world's balance. How could he not see how corrupt his plans were? Was death the only way to rid him of his wicked father and his dark intentions? Not only that but his newfound impatience, considering how he had killed Yosuke for his second failure and having Genbu killed to keep him from possibly confessing everything to the pack, the day of reckoning must have been coming up. Lelouch sighed softly as he walked beside the river, getting farther from the pack lands and farther toward where he knew his Father was. It was extremely dangerous but for some reason something in him screamed to go, to be close, because it may reveal to him some secret or little thing he hadn't notice before. He was almost always critical of his surrounding but even he could have missed something he considered trivial. Walking could help clear his head and help him retrace everything that had happened recently.

And the hooded figure he had seen moments before Euphemia's arrival. Who were they and what was their deal? Were they on the same side of the werewolves? Perhaps they were with the Slayers, some secret agent they were using to help keep tabs since they had gotten rid of Yosuke and, as an effect of that, Euphy as well. That would explain why they ran from him when he showed up and knew where to go in order to shake him loose through using the distraught girl. It seemed like something Charles Britannia would do but at the same time it was almost too tame. Charles had a serious preference to flashy things and show-offy sorts of expressions. That was the main reason Lelouch's childhood torment had been so extreme; his father thought it'd be more amusing and more successful if it was something that looked terrible to most but elegant to him.

In a flash something rammed rather roughly in to Lelouch's side and sent him face down in to the dirt. He coughed and growled, looking over his shoulder at the man pinning him down. The man had long pink locks in an olive green uniform and matching cap. "Good job, Konan. Thank you," The deep, calm voice of Schneizel Britannia announced calmly. Lelouch flinched, freezing before struggling even harder to free himself. He was shoved back in to the dirt that much harder. "Now, now, Lelouch. Please be polite and listen to reason. We just want to talk about everything sensibly."

"Sensibly?! You're the one's that want to destroy the balance of the world! If you do that it's not just three races that'll be wiped out; all humans will be left at the mercy of vengeful spirits! It will lead to the downfall of humanity and all living things!" He snapped angrily, trying to get free. Schneizel sighed lightly and walked over, kneeling in front of Lelouch and tilting his head up by the chin.

"It must be done. You have two options here, Lelouch. You can either come with us tonight at midnight," He began as he pulled out a gun and cocked it, "or we'll simply make sure that your yippy little Partner shares the same fate as Yosuke." Lelouch went limp, eyes wide and transfixed on the golden haired male in sheer horror. He smiled and gently patted the violet eyed male's cheek as he stood. "It's your decision. You have three hours to decide." He tilted his head and his associate, Konan, released Lelouch and they walked off, leaving him there in the dirt.

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Lelouch walked back slowly, heart heavy and head filled with jumbled thoughts. Milly and Cici both perked up, looking over at him. "Welcome back from you're walk," Cici stated in a teasing manner before she blinked and looked at him. His face was completely blank, eyes gleaming deadly. The two women exchanged worried glances.

"Milly, Cici, I need your help. I need you two to help me with a task so repulsive I myself am disgusted in my mind…"

END

What could Lelouch be planning?! Is it truly as horrific as he makes it seem?! … I guess you'll just have to review and find out! T.T.F.N!