Chapter 6: Childhood Trauma

A/N: Sorry for the long delay, Been working on My OP Story, The Lotter Lottery Fruit and rewriting TSOD.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!

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Little Known Fact:

Sakuradite (known as the "Philosopher's Stone" at the time) is discovered near Stonehenge. The scarcity of sakuradite impedes the research to turn it into a viable energy source. However, in his travels, Marco Polo journeys further into the East, reaching Japan and discovering the nation's large deposit of sakuradite.

Suzaku's finger twitched as he resisted the urge to unlatch the clasp to his dagger and gut his Commanding Officer Hara Kiri Style. Rotund belly, nasal voice, and not a lick of intelligence.

Brittanian Scum.

Of course, this holds true only for a certain percentage of the people. Like the Emperor says, "Men are not Born Equal." He agreed whole heartedly although he detested the man. People are born into the world with differing status, wealth, genetics. Take himself for example.

His father was Genbu Kururugi, the last Prime Minister of Japan. He was born into this world with status, his genetics ensured that he inherited the blood of the Samurai. He was a prodigy, an one in a million talent. He grit his teeth in frustration. He was meant to stand above other and to lead the mass so what was he doing here?

After Japan was invaded by Brittania and turned into Area Eleven, his status had been stripped away from him.

Now he had to work his way back into power. If he could get to the rank of Knight of Rounds, he can ask for an Area to be under his influence and watch. This way, he can regain his country back.

But for the moment he had to bid his time and wait. He did not yet have enough power.

While most of the Brittanian's are scum, there are a limited few who excel and stand above the rest. It's those who he would have to watch out for.

He needed power and he would even sell his soul to the devil if it meant that he could change the world.

Haunted brown eyes looked into the sunny skies of Japan as he mused.

"Nunnally... Lelouch... Are you living well?"

"Hentai Onii-san!" Nunnally declared as she pointed a finger at Lelouch. Lelouch quirked an eyebrow in response to the accusation. Being talked down by your little sister who is half a head shorter than you wasn't really all that intimidating. Nunnally's cheeks were flushed, "I saw Milly leaving your room last night!"

Lelouch groaned a little. Milly had a game going on where she would try to sneak into his room and slip into bed with him without him waking up. Unfortunately for her, he caught her pretty much every time. And every time he wanted her to leave, she 'persuaded' him to let her stay longer. At least she could have had the decency to not get caught leaving!

Nunnally narrowed her amethyst eyes at him. "You're not going to forget about me are you?" He patted her playfully on the head. It was a mild case of a brother complex, nothing serious. It was fine to indulge her once in a while.

She broke out into a smile, "Ok! Tonight then! It's been a while since we had sibling night!" She patted her skirt down and grabbed her school pack, they were already running late for class.

In class, Lelouch's thoughts wandered all over the place. Nunnally had started acting odd this past weak. Sometimes he would catch her peering over her shoulder nervously and she wouldn't go anywhere without him. As a result, he had to accompany to all her classes as well as her clubs. She was a member of both the archery team and the art club. Lelouch picked up using the bow pretty quickly and more often than not, he was used a the subject for the art club's sketches.

After school ended, Nunnally went shopping for groceries. Her idea of Sibling Night included a lavish feast or something akin to that... There was enough food to feed a small platoon of soldiers for a week!

The candle light did add a nice touch to it though.

After flashing her a grateful smile, Lelouch retired to his bedroom to digest.

There was a knock on his door, Lelouch knocked on the wall twice, signalling for her to come in. It was Nunnally but what shocked him was her attire. Being the lazy one, Nunnally was always the one to wake him up. So this was the first time he had ever seen her in her nightwear. Her pink nightgown was lacy, frilly, and semi-transparent! It was short, revealing long slender limbs and exposing creamy flesh.

And she wasn't wearing anything underneath it.

WTF WAS GOING ON?

He was about to avert his eyes when he noticed her distressed state. Her body was trembling, eyes teary. She looked so fragile standing there, her form a lit with the moon's glow. "Brother... I'm scared."She was hugging her pillow for comfort, and her eyes darted to the dark corners of the room as to reassure herself that they were alone. Something was wrong.

She tiptoed slowly across the room before making a full sprint and dove on him with a flying hug. She buried her head into his chest and shuddered. "It's that time again Onii-san. I can't forget. Everytime I close my eyes, H-h-he appears." He smoothed her hair and kneaded her back comfortingly. He rocked her back and forth slightly in his arms while his mind raced.

Who was this 'He' that she was talking about? Why would she be so scared?

Nunnally's eyes were wide and she mumbling to herself. "I'm a good girl right brother? I didn't do anything bad right? Why would he do that to me?" Lelouch felt his heart tear in half as he watched his younger sister revert to a child like mentality. He recognized it as signs of trauma. Something had happened to her in the past around this time of the year and she was remembering it.

Nunnally looked into his eyes, her lighter amethyst irises dilated. "Lelouch, can you hold me? It's okay right? I'm not dirty right?" Her voice wavered, asking him for confirmation. He hugged her furiously, pressing his body's to her. Nunnally's arm came up to encircle him and she muzzled his neck. The tension was slowly leaving her body, the warmth and sincerity warming her soul to the core. "I don't need anyone. Even if the world burns, the only one I need is you Lelouch. I'm so glad you're here."

She leaned back to look at him and then she kissed him.

It was slow and hesitant and in Lelouch's shocked state, his body went on auto pilot. His tongue darted out and pressed against her lips, slowly teasing it. Nunnally took this as an invitation and similarly grew more confident. By the time Lelouch got back to his senses, they were already locking lips passionately in a French kiss.

Nunnally was on top of him, her body pinning his down as she ran her hands through his silky lustrous black hair. There was no heated passion behind her kiss, no lust, only pure unadulterated love. Lelouch did not know how to react. Something like this was bordering incest and way pass skinship but there was no revulsion. He could feel how damaged Nunnally had been and this was a form of healing for her.

They parted for air, gasping. There was a heavy flush across her face, her body slightly aroused. She could feel her hard nipples brushing against her nightgown, pressing into his hard chest. She leaned forward to claim his lips again, seeking his warmth and comfort. Lelouch felt her tantalizingly brush across his lips, It was not a request.

Nunnally sought reassurance and he was not about to let her hurt anymore by turning her down. He kneaded the base of her neck with one hand, the other threading through her straw blond hair. She moaned slightly and kissed deeper if that was even possible. Her hands had not been idle, wandering along his torso. She brushed across his chest and his washboard abs, leaving a pleasant warm tingle where her hands lingered.

She took his hand and brushed it across her body, letting out a slight shudder when it swept over her pert nipple. Lelouch went dry in the mouth, it was the first time for him to acutely realize exactly how much different this Nunnally was. He could feel the curves of her breast, her slender legs entwined with his. His hand wandered, pulling her deeper into him by the small of her back. He left trails of tingling electricity as he traced her spine and slowly moving down to her back side. When he neared her womanhood, that was when he drew back.

He had a taste of the forbidden fruit and as tempting as it was, he was not going to take a bite.

Nunnally panted, looking at him with heavy lidded eyes. Her voice was breathy, a somewhat erotic undertone lining her words as she spoke. "O-onii-san. Can you p-please... U-umm, touch me down there too?" His hands trembled as he agreed to her request, he tentatively probed the entrance, feeling a slight slickness. He heard Nunnally's breath hitch in her throat as he finally made contact with her womanhood. Running his middle finger experimentally up and down the slit, he spread the outer lips and slowly inserted a finger.

Nunnally's finger dug into his back painfully and he could see her eyes widening in fear again. She trembled like a leaf, body shaking. Her pussy clenched against his fingers tightly before relaxing and then tensing again. Her body couldn't decide whether to reject the invading appendage or accept it. She kissed in reassuringly and gave him a determined look. He nodded and continued his exploration. Slowly he inserted his middle finger until it was fully inserted into her opening.

His blood ran cold. There was no Hymen.

Lelouch wasn't stupid, he already had a faint idea of what was going on and what happened but there was a part of him that refused to believe it unless there was solid proof. Now he could not deny it. There was a good chance that Nunnally, his dear little sister, was raped.

His mind was racing through the possibilities. Who could it have been? he couldn't recall the past life in this world without the drug!

Nunnally put a hand on his shoulder. "A-are you okay Onii-san?" Her voice was unsure and for a good reason. His face was a mask of pure fury, teeth bared. There was an unquenchable fire burning within his eyes and guts, waiting to spill free. His face soften and he gave her a slight smile before he renewed his assault on her. His fingers slid in and out slowly, testing for her reaction. She gasped and moaned, the walls of her vagina clenching against his finger. She shuddered and archer her back a little when his finger found her sweet spot.

He increased the speed, thrusting his fingers in and out of her, adding a second finger into the mix. Nunnally grabbed his shoulders and writhed beneath him as his ministrations brought waves of pleasure coursing through her. She finally reached the climax and orgasmed, her back arching into the air as her body went taut, toes gripping the sheet. She cried out in pleasure and rode out the orgasm, mewling slightly as he withdrew his fingers. He hugged her closely to him and enjoyed each others embrace, slowly drifting off to blissful sleep.

Lelouch's eyes snapped open suddenly at the crack of dawn. Nunnally was draped over him, a peaceful smile on her lips. He stroked her hair and her lovely face and lamented.

Who defiled her so? What happened?

Why wasn't he there to protect her?

He slipped out of her embrace and tucked her in. Dressing brusquely, he left her on his bed. The halls of the school were silent as he walked through them. He was numb on the inside, his feet dragging as an unknown emotion pulled at his heart. Guilt, sadness, rage, pity, helplessness, and love. Can one word describe all those emotions that he is feeling at the moment?

Can any words describe the love he had for his sister?

Absently he inputted the passcode to access his secret base. Striding over to his lab, he eyes the pure white transparent liquid was contained. It was the final untested prototype of Refrain. It was untested and by applying the wrong amount of dosage, there was a chance that the taker can never wake from their memories.

The final elixir of truth, Ambrosia.

He had to find out what happened, he needed to relive his entire past.

He downed the entire beaker full of Ambrosia.

There was a chance he might never wake up but.

No regrets.

A/N: This is rather a surprising update isn't it? I'm prepared for mass flaming and comments.

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So who do you think was the one who raped Nunnally?

It's sad but there must be a balance in everything.

So give me your thoughts on this. Is it right or wrong? Incest taboo or not? Royalty did practice intermarriage after all. So do you think their relationship should progress further?

Btw, please do not fap to this -_-'''

Ciao~