Yay, update!

I'm not completely satisfied with this chapter mostly because I didn't on the depressing parts as long as I should have (to be realistic). Oh well, I'm just trying to keep the story moving in a positive direction, that's my excuse. Hope you enjoy this chapter!


Chapter 9- "Would you swim it with me?"

"Milly… what the hell was that?" Rivalz asked softly when all but the Student Council had left the front lawn.

"I don't know, it was just supposed to be inno cent, I had no idea that…" She stopped herself, shaking her head.

"So Lelouch is pregnant." Milly sighed, working through the issue at hand in her head.

"I've known for a while now…" Shirley said, and even though Milly wanted to turn around and yell at her for not telling her sooner, she understood why she had not been notified.

Silence reigned over the group, and they could hear the muffled sobs of their broken Vice President, within his home. "I've never even seen him cry before." Shirley whispered, fear evident in her eyes.

"I have," Milly said, her eyes glazing over, "When he first came here, to live with us." She said, looking down to the cement stairs where Lelouch's blo od from his palms was still drying on the ground, in clenched, smeared prints.

"His mother was mur dered, Shirley." Shirley's eyes widened as she clasped her hands to her mouth, and even though the statement was not directed toward them, Nina, Kallen and Rivalz also had looks of disbelief smacked on their faces. "She was ki lled right before his eyes. He watched his mother die, Shirley." Milly continued to let it soak in, but Kallen took the chance to speak up after the initial statement had been noted.

"Wait, so Nunnally..?" She suggested, and Shirley gasped as the realization hit her.

"She was caught in the crossfire." Milly nearly whispered. She carefully skirted around the whole truth, making sure not to reveal any of Lelouch's royal background. Once again the silence settled in, and they took notice to the lack of wracking sobs previously forcing through the thick windows.

"He came here when he was ten. Nunnally was seven. One night, I'd heard someone crying to themselves, and when I'd followed the sound, it was Lelouch, sitting on the floor." Milly looked up to the sky. "He was staring into the ceiling, muttering for his mother."

"I was scared, being the ten-year-old I was," She continued, "so I called my own mother in. When she saw him, she told me to leave. I guess she didn't want me there while she comforted him."

"And this happened nearly every night, for about a year, before he steeled up and lost his will to feel. If anything, it was even worse than the remedial attacks in the middle of the night," Milly visibly shuddered, "because then he almost never slept. He barely ate and was just barely living, only for Nunnally, because she was all he had left."

"But where was his father in all of this?" Shirley asked, inno cently confused.

Milly's gaze turned to stare into Shirley's. "His father abandoned him and Nunnally here after his mother died."

Shirley looked to the ground. "I would never have guessed… He masks his past so well." She whispered.

"I suppose… The loud footsteps and screams must have triggered some sort of memory." Kallen added, to which Milly nodded before turning back to the door.

"We need to apologize." Shirley said with confidence in her tone.

"Suzaku isn't going to hear it, Shirley, not now."

"I know, but I can't just let this go!" Shirley said, before stomping up the stairs and tracking Lelouch's blo od across the cement in her shoes before knocking on the door powerfully.

It took longer than expected, but Suzaku did eventually open the door and stare her down. "What?" He asked; anger was obviously laced into his voice as he nearly yanked off the front door. Shirley shied away only slightly from the sheer negative aura he was sending her.

"I…Suzaku, Milly didn't mean for anything like this to happen!" She said desperately. "I…I tried to stop it, but it was all so fast, I couldn't help anything in time. Please, forgive me!" She begged, but Suzaku had different plans.

"You traumatized him! Especially when he's carrying a child! You could have killed him, or the baby, or both!" He screamed, clearly set unstable after the untimely breakdown.

"I…" Shirley began, but when she found she had no words, she took two backward steps in fear. Milly took this as a chance to stand up.

"Suzaku, how could I have known that he was pregnant?" She said, unwavering in her confident stare.

Suzaku's gaze softened a bit, flashing a pleading, frightened expression that disappeared as quickly as it appeared, and he looked down to the tracks of Shirley had earlier smudged along the pavement. "I don't know, Milly." He finally said, and was surprised to find Milly's arms around him in a gentle hug just moments later.

Suzaku backed down as he returned the hug tightly, a response Milly wasn't quite expecting as she bit back her own tears. "I didn't even think of the possibility that he would remember that day." She muttered into his shoulder before pulling herself away.

"Neither did I, Milly."


Suzaku returned to Lelouch's bedroom after bidding the Student Council goodbye.

The way he was draped over the disheveled sheets, the sheen of new tears reappearing on his cheeks as he breathed deeply, with a slight wheeze from the harsh episode just minutes before, Lelouch seemed like a fallen angel; alone in the sea of white and stream of light that highlighted his face in a pale yellow.

Suzaku lay down next to him once more and held the boy to him tightly, yet soft. Lelouch's eyes snapped open and half-lidded themselves as more silent tears slid down his pallor face. "I'm sorry, Suzaku." He whispered, his voice extremely hoarse and broken up into pained sections from his sore throat. Suzaku pulled him even tighter into his embrace, his eyes closed in the remaining anger he still held.

"Don't be sorry, it wasn't your fault." He whispered back, his own voice smooth and unblemished.

"I love you, Suzaku." Lelouch said as his tone turned a bit more desperate, voice still strained as he gripped his stomach while his baby kicked inside. Suzaku smiled and put his own hand to Lelouch's and they both lay together in silence for quite a while.

"I love you, too, Lelouch." Suzaku finally responded as he pressed his face into Lelouch's hair and took in his scent. "I still haven't given you your Valentine's Day present." Suzaku said as he pushed the hair from Lelouch's face.

"I haven't given you yours either." Lelouch whispered, his voice smoothening out after using it.

"I told you not to get anything." Suzaku said sternly as he planted quick kisses along Lelouch's neck and jaw.

"I didn't get anything." Lelouch said, letting out a choked giggle as Suzaku fluttered his fingers over Lelouch's stomach. "I wrote you something."

"Oh?" Suzaku asked, resisting the urge to turn his lover over and kiss him full on the lips.

"Mhmm," Lelouch said over another giggle as Suzaku repeated his action and flew over to his exposed hip. He finally lost the control as he gasped and began to giggle uncontrollably as Suzaku tickled his hip just slightly.

"Stop, Suzaku! You'll force me into premature labor!" He said through gasps and laughter, and Suzaku pulled his chin up into his tender kiss before releasing him from the short kiss.

"Don't even joke about that, now." Suzaku said in a low voice while Lelouch simply looked at him. "Feeling better?" He asked, and Lelouch nodded, encouraging Suzaku to plant a light peck on his forehead and release him from his clutches.

"How about your present goes first?" Suzaku said, and Lelouch nodded again before pulling himself from the bed and skidded down the stairs. Suzaku followed, and was slightly confused to find Lelouch going to the piano room. He'd expected that 'wrote' was referring to speech, not music.

So when Suzaku followed Lelouch as he shuffled into the room and sat before the grand piano, he suddenly received a sensation of excitement as he realized that something was going to be played for his presence only in this small echoing room.

"Am I allowed to know what it is you're playing?" Suzaku asked, and Lelouch shook his head, not turning to receive any eye contact as he sat on the bench.

"You won't recognize it anyway, so why should it matter?" Lelouch asked, before starting himself on the cheery song he'd picked out.

The song was short, and so every bit of emotion he had for the song had to pour from the smooth keys and shining strings inside as he rocked back and forth to the tune, once again in a three-four time; the time of the waltz.

Lelouch smiled sadly into the piano with his eyes closed as the notes glided up into a higher octave, whispering a memory.

It tickled at Suzaku's ears and whispered sweet condolences that made his heart swell, and he laughed softly as the song made an enthusiastic trill at the highest of its notes.

Down, down it came again, finishing itself with a few nostalgic chords before fading into the walls once more. Suzaku waited a few moments before asking quietly, "What is the name of that song?"

Lelouch turned around, a single tear running down his unseen cheek, and with a loving, beautiful pronunciation that sent chills down Suzaku's spine, he said, quite simply, "Euphemia."

Suzaku took it as a signal to hug Lelouch from behind, holding Lelouch in his crossing arms and allowing the boy to lean back into his chest. "I wrote it for her when I was still living with Mother… She said it was boring when I first played it for her…" He trailed off with a light, eerie laugh. "So she made me promise to name it after her. Then she said she would like it."

"It fits." Suzaku said before squeezing Lelouch's arm and releasing him. His expression changed to worry as he noticed the stray tear that had escaped from his lover's eye, and he quickly wiped it away with his own hand before smiling straight into Lelouch's face and asking quite plainly, "What do you want to eat?"

Lelouch's expression turned to that of one troubled, and asked, "Why do you ask? You're not making dinner, are you?" He said lowly, a disbelieving glare directed toward him.

Suzaku merely laughed and threw his arms out in an extravagant position and said grandly, "I, Suzaku Kururugi, am making you dinner tonight. Whatever it is you fancy, I will make it." He said as he bowed, causing a loud laugh to bubble from Lelouch's throat.

"Would you happen to have marshmallows, and some ketchup? Ooh, and maybe some pickles?" He asked with a smile.

Suzaku eyed him like a psychiatric ward patient before sighing heavily. "Lelouch, your cravings are going to change by the time I make that stuff."

Lelouch pouted before giving in and rolling his eyes. "Fine, just make us something you deem delicious. I'll be happy with anything." Lelouch said as he sighed in defeat.

Suzaku however pulled his slouching form back up with his hands gripping each shoulder and captured his mouth with his own.

Lelouch moaned and laced his arms together around Suzaku's neck as they leaned back into the piano; Lelouch's back hit the keys hard enough to unleash a startling blow of clashing sound that made Lelouch yelp and pull away, both of them gasping for air that they desperately needed.

Suzaku laughed quickly before slowly pushing his Lelouch back down, his hands pressing Lelouch's body down into the cold black surface as he conquered him with his mouth, trailing kisses up and down his jaw line.

Lelouch gasped as Suzaku expertly licked at his lip, and allowed him entry as he moved his hands down from around Suzaku's neck, to gripping at his back, arched and clawed. He moaned once more as Suzaku attacked, stronger than the last.

Lelouch finally smiled into a less passionate kiss as he felt the intensity slow down and Suzaku retreating. A few final pecks to the lips before a full retreat was initiated and Suzaku smirked down towards Lelouch's satisfied smile.

"Chicken Parm?" He asked, and Lelouch was internally frowning at his motives, but he nodded and said,

"Sounds great."


"I haven't eaten so much in months." Lelouch muttered as he collapsed onto the bed, and his Japanese boy quickly mirrored his action.

"I beg to differ." Suzaku said curtly, and Lelouch curled himself inward while moaning in exasperation.

"I'm sorry, Suzaku." He begged, and turned around to face Suzaku, his eyebrows upright with apologetic eyes. "My hormones are everywhere."

Suzaku laughed and kissed him on the nose, one hand holding his face. Lelouch smiled and held Suzaku's wrist with his cold long fingers, and held him there as they stared into each other's eyes.

"If love was a lake," Suzaku suddenly spoke, "Would you swim it with me?" Lelouch laughed.

"Hmm, cheesy as ever." He mused aloud, but contemplated his answer. "If love was a lake, I'd be drowning at the bottom." He finally agreed to be the answer. When he saw the confused look on Suzaku's face, he ceased to lengthen his statement.

"But if you were drowning, shouldn't I come and save you?" Suzaku asked, and Lelouch closed his eyes with the slightest of smiles.

"If you come and save me, I won't be so deep in love, will I?" He asked as he played with Suzaku's fingers upon his cheek before they withdrew and pulled his own fingers to Suzaku's lips, who kissed each of Lelouch's fingertips.

"If love was a lake, and I was drowning at the bottom, would you let me pull you down?" Lelouch asked, his eyes showing a bit of nerves and uncertainty as he wondered about the answer.

"Hmm," Suzaku said, saying aloud his internal thoughts, "If love was a lake, and you were drowning at the bottom, I would think about saving you," Lelouch's face began to fall, so Suzaku finished his statement quickly, "but if you pulled me down and gave me one of your looks, I would follow you down without question."

"The looks you give me can make me do crazy things." He continued as he laughed and kissed Lelouch upon the lips lightly, feeling Lelouch's mouth curve upward into a smile.

"That's a legitimate answer." Lelouch breathed.

They lay in silence, before Lelouch turned back to Suzaku, an evil glare on his face, and said sternly, "You've yet to give me the second half to my Valentine's Day present."

"Oh? Did I ever mention a second half?" He asked feigning innocence.

"Yes, you did. Dinner was wonderful and you've treated me so nice, but the suspense is kil ling me." Lelouch said stoically (somewhat taking some of the effect away from such a statement), and Suzaku kissed him deeply before responding,

"Be patient." Suzaku merely said, and a disgruntled Lelouch scoffed before calming down.

The Japanese of the two fell asleep a bit before the other, while the other was suffering from quite the case of insomnia.

As his memories of earlier that day had slowly solidified into clarity, Lelouch desperately did not want to go to sleep, in fear that his hallucinations would haunt him deep into his dreams that night.

Lelouch moaned and turned on his side, slipping his arm beneath his pillow, but as he did so, something cold and metal brushed past his fingers. He paused, and pulled his hand backwards to grab hold of the mysterious object underneath his head and realized it to be a necklace of some kind.

Lelouch feebly lurked to the bathroom, jewelry dripping over his weak sleepy fingers as the light of the bathroom flooded the room. On the simple chain rested a simple ring, and nothing more.

Upon the simple ring rested a simple diamond, sparkling across the bathroom mirror with vanity. Lelouch, though not quite able to comprehend the situation at his current state, smiled and put the necklace around his neck, turned off the bathroom light, and fell into bed.

He immediately fell asleep after that.


The day had begun quite normally before Lelouch had discovered the mysterious necklace around his neck.

Suzaku and Lelouch had slept in for it was the weekend, the coveted time of the week. The clock read 11:27 in the morning, and the fogginess of sleep had yet to unveil Lelouch from its nauseating grasp. It wasn't until four minutes later that he noticed the thin chain of metal around his neck with a ring hooked within it.

After the initial discovery, he'd desperately tried to remember its origin.

He could not remember where it had come from. Not even the faintest memory. It positively scared him that the necklace he now held in his hands had mysteriously clasped itself to him in the night.

Nevertheless, he kept it on when he changed into his clothing for the day. He would ask Suzaku of it later, he assumed, or Suzaku would tell him. He had a good feeling that despite his lack of knowledge on the matter Suzaku had a large role in its existence.

So he left Suzaku in bed and started his daily schedule of nothingness once more. When he'd discovered that Nunnally was awake, he'd gone to her room and helped her into her clothing and wheelchair.

"Onii-sama, can you play the piano for me?" She asked as he let her down gently into her wheelchair, and he smiled and agreed.

"Of course, Nunnally."

So the pair of siblings wheeled through the hallways of their home before reaching the piano room, where Nunnally was wheeled to the piano's side and Lelouch sat upon its stool, playing her the many cheerful bouncy tunes she'd suggested on a whim.

Together they laughed and played for quite a while, before Lelouch's hands began to swell and shake and Nunnally began to wane in laughter, and they both decided to cease their party.

A new period of time arose, a time for tea and soft chatter. Nunnally and Lelouch spent the remaining minutes of twelve o' clock in the dining room with cups of tea and cookies. It was here that they eventually retrieved Suzaku, seemingly dragging himself out of bed before he would sleep through the entire day.

Lelouch laughed at the mere sight of his lover- his eyes were drooping, his shoulders hunched, his hair tousled, and his clothes disheveled. He was quite the epitome of Saturday.

"Suzaku, you needn't force yourself to the land of the living." Lelouch said with banter in his voice, and Nunnally laughed along with him as she realized the mess Suzaku must have looked.

"Ah, but you are here, so I followed." Suzaku said, leaning down and giving Lelouch a short heartfelt kiss. Nunnally giggled at the display. "Wearing the mystery gift, I see." He commented, and Lelouch's eyes widened and his hand flew for his chest, where the ring now lay.

"I had a feeling it was from you." Lelouch said quietly, and Suzaku gave him such a warm smile it made his heart melt. "Was it your idea of romantic to propose to me in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't propose, I merely lost the ring beneath your pillow." Suzaku argued, and Lelouch laughed heartily.

"So are you going to get down on one knee, or do I have to?" Suzaku obeyed and swooped down to the floor, making Lelouch's heart flutter despite his expectancy of the action.

"Lelouch Lamperouge, will you accept my ring and marry me?" He asked, epitome of Saturday and all, his eyes pleading to Lelouch's- who were trying their hardest to remain emotionless.

"I refuse to take your name due to how ridiculous it sounds with my own, but I suppose this ring is worthy of my finger." Lelouch said curtly, but with a smile he could not contain crossing over his face.

"That's a yes, right?" Suzaku asked, making sure to confirm his answer.

"Yes, it's a yes. I, Lelouch Lamperouge, do take you, Suzaku Kururugi, as my future husband." Lelouch said through a toothy smile, and Suzaku threw himself upon him in a huge overpowering hug nearly before he could even finish his claim.

Meanwhile, Nunnally was squealing and clapping, chanting, "My Onii-sama's getting married!" In a cheerful simple tune as Suzaku unclasped the chain, removed the ring, and placed it upon Lelouch's finger, a waterfall of emotions crashing down on him.

"I love you, Lelouch." Suzaku whispered in his ear, and the most Lelouch could reply with due to the huge varying confusion of emotions, was,

"I love you too," in the strongest voice he could manage.


Ah, I did the cliche thing! Please excuse me. If any of you are completely against the idea, you don't even have to worry about it because it won't be occurring in this half of the story (I'll be posting 'extras' after the initial fanfiction). This is not meant to be a shotgun wedding at all, haha. Leave me a review, why don't you?

Code Geass and all of its attributes (c) Sunrise/CLAMP/Bandai Entertainment/Goro Taniguchi.