Suzaku's boss was angry. Suzaku did not call in sick and his shift started an hour ago.

'It's not like him.' He thought. 'He's a rookie, but he has a level head. He would have called. Even if it meant a humiliating 'congradulations-on-your-first-sick-day-on-the-force' joke.

He slammed his fist down on the desk.

'I bet it was that Lamperouge bastard!' He thought.

He scowled, he could not prove it though. And he could not officially put out a missing persons' report until after twenty-four hours and, from yesterday, he knew it was not time yet.

He sighed. He opened up a drawer and took out a flask and turned the cap and downed half of the contents.

"Evening shift sucks."

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Suzaku was stuck in the meat locker, his lower abdomen was in extreme pain. Lelouch really did a number on him, but he was happy. Lelouch had fucked him.

Suzaku grabbed onto a low lying hook and tried to pull himself up. He managed it with slight pain. But with how he was sitting, he found his lower body falling painfully asleep. Once the blood began to pump without restriction, he began to walk; his face wincing slightly with each step.

He headed for the library; why, he figured that if he found Lelouch there before, he may find him there again. And he was right.

He saw a light flooding the gap from the door into the hall and a slight chuckle from within the room. Suzaku crept towards the door and peered inside.

Lelouch was sitting in an armchair, his head buried in a book. And by the horrid cover and big type, Suzaku concluded that it was an anthology of H.P. Lovecraft.

Suzaku cleared his throat.

"Hmm?" Lelouch said, looking up. "Oh, it's about time you're up and about."

Suzaku smiled as Lelouch stood and grabbed a chair, placing it at a comfortable distance from Lelouch's armchair and offered it to Suzaku, whom gratefully accepted.

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"Euphy," Rolo said, lightly tapping the doorframe. "Can I come in?"

Of course, there was no reply. Not even any breathing; but that was expected of his brother's doll.(1) Her only purpose was to throw people off so that they would not see death or unconsciousness coming. But something surprised him; his being there.

He never visited the dolls before. He left them alone and uncared for. The only dolls he had to deal with were the servants. But he never looked at them.

Rolo sat on the bed and ran a hand through her hair. Her chest rising and falling like a sleeping angle.

"I don't know what to do." He confessed. "I think I'm losing him."

'So what?' His mind conjured for Euphy. 'You're pathetic! How could anyone ever love you? You deserve to be dumped. Thrown out. Killed.'

"No." Rolo said angrily. A menacing aura enshrouded his face and he slamed a fist down on the apparatus that gave her the appearance to breath.

It broke. A loud shriek came from the machine. Euphy's chest remained immobile as Rolo covered his ears and quickly discovered the plug and pulled it. The sound faded and all was silent once again.

He got on his knees at the bed and cupped his hands together. But in his head, Rolo could already hear 'we're sorry. This line has been closed down to you.' In his head.

"Oh great Fallen Angel," Rolo said through cupped hands. "What do I do? I am losing my brother's love and I have nowhere else to turn. Your Father has forsaken me."

His response was this: 'You'll know.'

Rolo unclasped his hands and sighed. At least he received a response.

"Rolo?" Lelouch asked from the doorframe. "What did you do?"

"Brother," Rolo gasped out. And then cleared his throat and acted calm. "I did not hear you coming." He turned to face Lelouch and was also met with Suzaku. "Or you."

"I was giving Suzaku a tour when we heard a shriek." Lelouch said. "So what happened? Why isn't she breathing?"

Rolo looked down, away from his brother's eyes. How could he possibly answer him. 'Oh, she was saying mean things to me', real smooth!

"Breathing?" Suzaku asked. "I thought she was dead. And how come you have her in a bed? Rolo's normal behavior is to throw them in a dumpster."

Rolo snarled. Lelouch put his hands up.

"Now, now Rolo. He is our guest." Lelouch said. Rolo growled in reply. "I'll explain it to you, Suzaku. You see; I've been tinkering with some of our victims. Jeremiah, Euphy here, and our servants."

"But the servants looked better than she does!" Suzaku said, astounded by this revelation. "She looks like she was dug up after a few years."

"I take care of some of the servants." Lelouch said. "Making sure that, when police come, we have false witnesses."

"Wait," Suzaku said, sounding confused. "'We'? I thought you were innocent, Lelouch. That Rolo killed everybody." He gasped. "Don't tell me Rolo forced you to do this!"

Lelouch laughed.

"I'm the farthest thing from innocent, Suzaku." He said, still laughing. "And I can honestly say that Rolo did not force me to make these things."

Suzaku shook it off. He was sure Lelouch only said it because Rolo was near.

"Now," Lelouch said. "Since you know that. I guess I can show you It."

Rolo paled and his eyes widened.

"What?" He yelled. "No brother. He doesn't need to see her!"

Lelouch smirked. He was getting to Rolo. And soon-hopefully real soon-the young Lamperouge would act. And his wild, unstoppable, angry brother would reveal himself and mark Lelouch as his.

It was not that he hated to always be top. But, it felt great when Rolo took charge; with his carnal lust, and need to prove that he is all that Lelouch needed(for he often grunted that when he was angry and top after Gino was dead).

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Lelouch led Suzaku down the steps, a forced Rolo dragging behind them. Once they were infront of the floor board where It is hidden, Lelouch bent down and lifted it up.

Suzaku gasped.

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1) I swear to Kami-no-geasse that if anyone complains about me calling the androids dolls, I'm gonna scream! I thought I explained it in a previous chapter!