☆ THE PERFECT C O U P L E { RP & MINA }

[Mina]

Suzaku was very relieved that the reporters left, but he was even more excited that they were now in their first season of soccer. After months of waiting, the varsity team was finally allowed to rev their gears and get kicking on the field. Track and Field was also in session, and Suzaku was ever so anxious to start their full semester of sports and take a chance at the regional championships again. Last year, they placed second, but this competition was promising. He couldn't miss the chance of impressing Lelouch. His best friend would be out there in the audience, and he as the soccer captain would have to take full responsibility for the loss or win of his darling team. He felt so embarrassed last year. This time, he was going to make Lelouch and the entire school proud. Inspired to train harder and with 2% more effort, Suzaku jogged in place for the first three minutes of their practice, ordering the rest of his teammates to loosen their tense muscles for their workout.

They were fenced in a field, but the grass lawn was large enough to fit a few acres in it. The equestrian team usually used this area for their horses, but it also served as a great track for running laps. Here, the coach was leaning against the white borders, going over their schedule with Suzaku off in the corner while the other members sprinted around the spaced oval in a beeline. Well-disciplined wasn't much of a great word to describe their school's varsity team. Suzaku rearranged his sweats and hooked his index finger into the collar of his soccer uniform, stretching it a bit to allow in air. One hand was propped at his hip- eyes gazing over the clipboard that their instructor held. He was serious for a few seconds, then as Lelouch appeared at the scene, his lips curved into a bright smile. The coach didn't seem surprised. Lelouch seemed to make his visits rather frequent. He understood that they were close friends, but to anyone else, it looked as if they were lovers, instead. How sweet was it for Lelouch to attend every one of Suzaku's soccer events- ... even his practice sessions ?

" You ever going to consider joining ? " the coach laughed, patting the valedictorian and student council president on the shoulder. If Lelouch joined the soccer team, there was no doubt that the entire school would totally support them. And who knew ? Suzaku would even try harder to impress him. " Well, don't distract Suzaku too much. He needs ta' run around a bit. " he nodded, walking off to leave them alone. The coach shook his head and chuckled. Ah, teenagers.

Suzaku promised that he'd return to practice, waving farewell to the coach. He propped his elbows on the top of the fence and leaned in towards Lelouch, tossing his head to swish the chestnut bangs from his eyes. " Did you bring anything to eat ? I'm starving ... " he murmured, rubbing his stomach with a free hand. His fangirls were ever so generous to pack lunches for him, but he wasn't in the mood to eat their food. Even though Lelouch wasn't much of a professional cook, he did like it when he brought him something to snack on. Suzaku was head over heels in love with him, so even a peanut butter and jelly sandwich would have sufficed to satisfy the boy's undying affections for his best friend.​

 

[Rice Pudding]

Lelouch smiled warmly, the look directed for just a moment at Suzaku before it was actually turned towards the coach. â??Maybe next season,â? -witch was what he said every time he was ask, going on two years now- â??And Iâ??ll be sure he does. Thank you,â?

One had to know their limitations, and spots fell squarely outside of the young valedictorianâ??s comfort zone. So it wasnâ??t likely he would be trying to join. He tended toâ?¦.mess up things, and hurt himself (and others), when he played noncompetitive spots. He excepted that with few regrets, and stuck to the sidelines.

Besides, he preferred to watch Suzaku then humiliate himself in front of him. The fan girls might enjoy Lelouch being carried to the school nurse by Suzaku, (Lelouch might even enjoy it a little) but Lelouchâ??s dignity would not.

â??The first thing you ask me about is food, Suzaku? Typical. â? Lelouch teased, raising a slim eyebrow at the cheerful brunette. As he spoke he lifted his bag up onto the fence, near where Suzaku was leaning, and pulled it open. Cliché or not, he always brought food for Suzaku. Sandwiches mostly, or leftover pizza. Nothing elaborate to compete with the gourmet lunches some of the fan girls could come up with, but Suzaku seemed to prefer it. Finally his hand brushed the tinfoil covered lunch and pulling it out he passed it over to Suzaku. â??Sorry about the odd toppings. I let C.C orderâ?¦â? he explained weakly, rarely the kind of person who apologized.

C.C had attended the all girls school a few blocks away for a year now, and had know Lelouch the entirety of that time. They were assumed to be friends, but by people who had never been forced to sit between them while they had a â??friendlyâ?? conversation. They were both stubborn, and had clashing ideals andâ?¦.and C.C was a bit odd in general. But they still hung out more then was normal.

â??You should really get back now,â? he pointed out. â??Your team is waiting.â? He re-shouldered his bag, stepping back. It was typically for him to find a place to sit down and either do schoolwork or just wait for Suzakuâ??s practice to end. No plans for afterwards were needed, Lelouch just stayed on his own accord.

 

[Mina]

He really wished that Lelouch would actually and sincerely consider joining the soccer team. They needed another pair of nimble feet, and he really did want to be with his best friend a bit longer than the usual hours they were allowed together. This suffocating fence that symbolically split them frustrated him a bit, and Suzaku yearned to play his favorite sport with the person he adored most ( secretly ) on a pleasant afternoon ... He liked attending picnics with his female admirers, but having such loveydovey outings got quite bland after a few repetitions. He was the varsity soccer captain. He wasn't going to be impressed by extreme mannerisms and delicate doll-like faces. Suzaku preferred boys, and there was only one significant other he was particularly interested in as of right now ... and quite frankly, he couldn't care less about cold pizza if Lelouch was the one who offered it.

With an idiotically happy smile, Suzaku idly picked off the green peppers and took his first bite, relishing the taste of cold fast food straight from Lelouch's hands. They were missing a bit of love, because he wasn't the one who ordered it, but they were delivered by his best friend, nonetheless. The brunette leaned his hip against the white fence, merely observing his diligent team finishing their third lap around the entire field. And he was lounging about, stuffing leftover pizza into his empty stomach. The coach didn't seem to care, though. After all, he was Suzaku Kururugi, and his best friend just so happened to be Lelouch Lamperouge. Even the adult officials possessed no right to upset the gods of this school. Suzaku tossed his head to the side, swishing his slightly curly bangs out of his vision as Lelouch urged him to move back into the team. What was he so worried about ? Wasn't he enjoying their time off while it lasted ? For Suzaku, he was satisfied with just staring into his best friend's handsome face for the entire day if possible.

" You really want me to go that badly ? " he asked in a low voice, dropping his pizza to the plate it was offered on. He lost his appetite, of course. He pushed himself off of the railing with an inward sigh, dramatically throwing his head back as if he was obviously disappointed. " And I was so glad to see you ... " he murmured, rolling up the sleeves of his soccer uniform. But even if he wanted to stay, his soccer mates were just beginning a new practice game in the middle of the field. And without Suzaku, they were an odd bunch, so one waved over to him so they could even the teams out. With an exasperated exhale, he gave a cool and light salute in Lelouch's direction, wishing ever so much to have the permission to plant a kiss on the other boy's cheek just because he had the authority to as his boyfriend. Such a dream was only so far off and out of reach, so Suzaku waved good-bye instead, and jogged over to the whooping boys to start a match. The whistle signaled their first round, and the boys were scattering in different directions to chase after the black-and-white ball in a flash. And Suzaku was running about, too.

The ground happened to be extremely slippery and muddy on that particular afternoon, so Suzaku clumsily slid into the puddles quite a few times and dirtied his shorts, top, and scraped his knees, only to stagger back up to play again. By the time the entire team was just coated from head to toe in soil, a whole mob of fangirls were surrounding the fence to cheer on their favorite player. And a few who noticed Lelouch were crowding over him, squealing 'Lelouch-kun' repeatedly. Suzaku turned his head at their call, of course, a gigantic bubble of jealousy clouding his thoughts. Why were they being so clingy ? What was with those fake giggles ? Did they honestly think that they had a chance with his Lelouch ? Then, as he was being distracted by revengeful thoughts of protecting his best friend, an incoming player from an opposing team rammed into him and accidentally fell over the tripped boy, using poor Suzaku as some sort of defense from the ground beneath them.​

 

[Rice Pudding]

â??Nn, Suzaku,â?? Lelouch said, laughing off the dramatic reaction best he could. He took the plate back, wishing he could have convinced Suzaku to finish the food one way or another. But his normal tricks didnâ??t work with his friend. Suzaku, he knew, wasnâ??t about to stay mad at him, he wasnâ??t one of the emotional and temperamental girls that hovered around them like any other kind of pest. But it didnâ??t change the fact Lelouch always wanted to say the right thing to Suzaku. â??You know Iâ??m always trilled to see you. But your teammates are going to start demanding your company. Iâ??ll still be here when your practice is over.â? He rewrapped the pizza in itâ??s tinfoil, dropping it back in his bag, and quickly returned the wave as Suzaku hurried back to his team.

Recently Lelouch had found these kind of things with Suzaku to be even more frustrating then normal. In simple terms Lelouch feared Suzaku finding out about his feelings. In his mind that would be the end of their friendship and the last thing he ever got to talk to Suzaku about. And that scared him more then anything. But at the same time he wanted to be more to Suzaku. And the two very different goals clashed with each other. Like now....watching Suzaku running down the wet and muddy field after the ball, fall (he winced every time) and then jump right back up with only a few scraps and a great deal more mud and water to show for it....was not good for his mental health.

He was fairly certain his thoughts at this point were completely over that thin line between what was appropriate for best friends and what was appropriate for lovers.

As the game went on he was joined by almost a dozen girls whoâ??d come to watch the team. Two or three of witch naturally had to come over and say hello to him and while Lelouch was polite to the quickly gathering crowd, he inwardly wanted to go find a quiet place to watch Suzaku from. As far from the girls as he could get. None of them seemed to understand the â??no interestâ?? thing. But Lulu was a gentleman, trained as it were to understand the delicate social balance better then most, and to say the â??right thingâ? even when he just wanted to be alone.

Suzaku was different.

Habit made his formal even around his good friend, but familiarity let him relax.

His mind was barely even half focused on the girls anyways. Eyes following the game on the other side of the fence, as it moved back and forth up and down the field.
It was impossible to say when he exactly registered Suzakuâ??s fall. He was watching fairly closely, so it would have been impossible to miss, but his mind didnâ??t seemed to register the fact it was Suzaku until a moment after. When it did click it still took a moment to react.

He must have said some kind of â??excuse me/please moveâ?? comment to the girls, because before he knew it he was past the gate, moving across the field towards Suzaku at almost a run. Donâ??t fuss, he reminded himself, holding onto his dignity as best he could as he reached Suzakuâ??s side. Just make sure heâ??s okay, the fall wasnâ??t even that bad. If you didn't think to hard about the rest of the team falling on him after.....By the time Lelouch got there they were picking themselves up, mostly, so at least Suzaku wasn't being squished anyways.

"Are you alright?" he ask, reaching out a hand towards Suzaku to help him up.

 

[Mina]

This wasn't supposed to be football ! So why was he at the bottom of some suffocating dogpile ? This was soccer ! He groaned in obvious pain and turned his head to the side, squeezing his eyes shut as if not wanting to face the horrible embarrassment that was crowding around him. He could hear the hushed gasps and worried squeals of his numerous fangirls, but all that mattered was Lelouch's expression and reaction. Suzaku was nearly unconscious, but he wanted to be fully knocked out so he didn't have to stand up looking pathetic and muddy from head to toe. Tough luck. No matter how hard he tried to wish himself away, he was still stuck in reality, and the noises around him were easy to hear. In a matter of a few seconds, the two or three players who collapsed onto him like a bunch of dominoes were picking themselves up, dusting off their soiled knees while Suzaku was nearly stuck in the mud puddle he was tackled into. He felt like his whole spine was torn apart at that moment. He couldn't feel anything, but Lelouch's voice delivered him from his absolute numbness into total consciousness. As if he was clutching onto a hand of an angel, he took Lelouch's offered palm and rose from his grave, grimacing as the sticky mud stuck like stubborn goo on his brand new uniform. " Man, I just had this washed yesterday. " he whined, trying his best to wipe off whatever was on his shoulders and hair. He definitely needed a shower right about now.

Suzaku decided not to look into Lelouch's eyes, but rather nodded to indirectly tell him that he was all right. He still spited whoever ran into him, and as he lifted his head, the said teammate was apologizing profusely. The other players were picking on him, now, but he accepted his 'sorry' with a grunt and caught a towel that the coach flung over to him. It smelled of sweat, so he merely hung it over his shoulder, choosing not to use it for fear of making him look and smell horrible. " I think I should go on in and take a shower. I feel like the mud monster. " he grumbled, shaking his hair free of the brown goop like a wet dog. The coach dismissed him from his afternoon practice session and shooed him inside the locker room with motherly concern, returning to scold the boy who hurt him after Suzaku limped in. The brunette secretly hoped that Lelouch would follow, and he didn't know why. Maybe he wanted the attention ? Even though he would claim that he meant nothing by it, having his best friend there would be comforting in the least. " Thanks for helping me up, Lou. " he smiled, biting the inside of his lower lip in nervousness. He probably looked so stupid right then.

The varsity soccer captain gingerly stripped himself bare, lazily wrapping a long white towel around his waist before disposing his uniform in the team's laundry basket. Rabid fangirls would later come late at night to steal it, he presumed. This was the sixteenth time he renewed it, after all. With a frustrated grunt, he stepped into the nearest shower stall, fiddling with the knobs of the enclosure before slashing the curtains shut. In a few seconds, the water was hissing, and the towel was whipped off of his skinny body, carelessly thrown out of the available crack in the plastic drapery.​

 

[Rice Pudding]

Pulling Suzaku to his feet Lelouch resisted the urge to repeat his question. No more damage need be done to Suzakuâ??s pride, he told himself, relaxing a bit as it became more clear that none of Suzakuâ??s bones were broken. His hand lingered on Suzakuâ??s as he caught his balance, so lightly that when he reached for the towel it simple slipped past his fingers with out a trace. No one seemed to notice, or if they didnâ??t held it up to being nothing to out of the ordinary for the pair. He tried not to glare at the rest of the team, letting concern override blame for the time being.

As Suzaku started to move across the field he followed, at first only planning to walk him to the gateâ?¦.then it was to the bottom of the hillâ?¦.then halfway to the locker room. And before he knew it heâ??d crumbled, and fallen into step besides the other boy as they neared the locker room door. â??It was nothing,â? he said in reply to Suzakuâ??s thanks, holding the door open for him. â??Iâ??m just glad youâ??re alrightâ?¦.â?

Suzaku might be seriously hurt, he told himself. He shouldnâ??t be left alone just minutes after having the whole soccer team play an unintentional game of â??Dog Pile on the Rabbitâ? with him as the unfortunate Leporidae. But regardless of his perfectly reasonable logic; it was a weak excuse at best, and Lelouch knew it. Suzaku didnâ??t actually need Lelouchâ??s supervision, or help. All his rationalizations about concussions and shock didnâ??t really mean anything at all.

He was being selfish.

The locker room was empty, the rest of the team either being held for the rest of the hour or avoiding having to face Suzaku again (Lelouch really couldnâ??t care what kept them as long as it lasted), so the large tiled room was quiet except for their footsteps. As Suzaku pulled his shirt off Lelouch quickly turned away, walking stiffly towards the rows of lockers that ran perpendicular to the showers, and in general getting out of Suzakuâ??s way. He sat down on one of the benches that ran between the lockers, resting his elbows on his knees and focusing firmly on the floor. Heâ??d left his bag up at the field, for a moment considering it as a viable excuse to get away, and final letting it go. Nothing important in there but his cell phone and English homework, at least one of witch some fan girl would enjoy returning to him sooner or later. He was here now, anyways, might as well stay.

Behind him the sound of the water turning on could be heard, echoing off the walls and floor, and a moment later the rhythm changed to suggest Suzaku had stepped under the stream of water. He smiled a little, eye still closed, picturing that wonderful vision.

Suzaku, clean, mud-covered, embarrassed, proud, happy, sad, was easy the most beautiful thing in Lelouchâ??s eyes so one couldnâ??t really blame him forâ?¦.imagining. (Right? Right?) And it was so easy besides, in his mindâ??s eye he could easily see himself standing, moving towards the sounds of running water. Pushing back the plastic drapeâ?¦.

His eyes opened, snapping his mind out of wherever THAT was about to lead. â??Damn it,â? he muttered, finishing in silence with; â??now is not the time or placeâ??. Butâ?¦.Heâ??d wrap his arms around Suzakuâ??s wet shoulders from behind, almost resting his chin on the boyâ??s shoulder to catch the unavoidable look of shock on his face. But in Lelouchâ??s fantasies Suzaku never stayed like that long. The other boy would relax against him, letting his lips brush across the smooth skin at the nap of his neck with only a quiet whisper of his name in prot-

He almost hit himself that time, for letting his mind get back to that. Making the quick decision that it was best he left (and wanting very badly to first bang his head against the locker and then drench himself in cold water on his way out) he stood up and stepped away from the bench. â??Suzaku, Iâ??m going!â?? He didnâ??t dare get any closer to the showers, remaining closer to his seat and thus forcing himself to yell. His voice sounded awkward, and he hoped that Suzaku wasnâ??t listening carefully. And with that he turned and fled for the door.

 

[Mina]

Even though Suzaku seemed so comfortable with stripping in front of Lelouch and stepping into the shower stalls without much trouble, he really was embarrassed deep down. Just like any other fangirl who would preen themselves to look absolutely gorgeous in front of their puppy crushes, Suzaku felt as if he needed to be perfect for Lelouch. After all, his idea of an ideal significant other was the valedictorian and president of the entire school council. Mannerisms and cleanliness counted, probably. And here he was, having been tackled down into a puddle of mud by equally filthy men. How attractive was that ? He felt extremely ashamed. As he directly stood under the shower, he scraped at the dry mud caked on his cheeks, scratching at it madly as if tearing away at his imperfect face. He would have to be much more than a varsity soccer captain and Suzaku to be with someone like Lelouch. Someday, his best friend would marry the princess of France or something of the like- ... and he'd be in the back row of the wedding, forced to congratulate the love of the newly-wedded- no ! He didn't want that to happen ! He knew it was forbidden for him to love someone like Lelouch, but he couldn't help if his heart wanted no one else but his beautiful friend.

Lelouch was outside, but through the hiss of the water, he heard his slurred movements and leaned his shoulder against the cool tiles of the shower stall, slowly exhaling. Lelouch, Lelouch, Lelouch. By now, his hair was sapped to the side of his face and neck, and his body was free from any soils. He ran his fingertips over his tanned shoulders, wishing that the other's man's arms were slung around them. How would it feel to pull Lelouch's waist closer- ... closer until he could feel- ... Suzaku couldn't punish himself any longer for having these thoughts anymore. It couldn't be helped. He was so hopelessly in love, and this was the only way he could reach his impossible fantasies of receiving the love of his friend ... Suzaku bit his lower lip and allowed his eyes to flutter closed, dreaming of the raven-haired boy's lips brushing over his own ... in the showers- ... naked ... Without his knowing, his hand was sturdily clasped around his member, slowly pumping it out of habit. It was normal for teenagers to relieve their stress this way. He found that it was almost the only way for him to get rid of his tormenting but pleasant thoughts of Lelouch.

Oh, please, no- his thoughts were becoming more and more erotic. Now, Lelouch was on his knees, whispering sweet things with his lips clasped to his member- ... and that skilled tongue ... in short, he was sucking him off. Suzaku whipped an arm in front of his mouth to suppress the moans that threatened to seep from between his lips- hips bucking forward in an effort to try and make the fantasy real. " Lelouch ... " he whispered, unable to muffle his loving pleas for the imaginary boy kneeling in front of him now. He was getting so close to letting go. He couldn't hear anything else now. Then, the searing white heat engulfed his senses, and he involuntarily gasped, squeezed, bucked, groaned, moaned, and called out his to-be-lover's name. Then, he realized that he was still in the clutches of circumstance, or more like in the locker room. Blushing madly, he whirled around and clumsily wiped off the excretions from his hand and member, using the rest of his time to thoroughly rinse himself off. Then, he recalled in the corner of his distant memories that Lelouch said he was leaving ... thank goodness. If he heard that, he wouldn't know what to do ! How sick would that have been for poor Lelouch to have heard ?

Before Lelouch fully made his way out of the building, he quickly wrapped a towel around his waist and stumbled out of the wet stall, shaking his hair free of the excess water. " Thanks for waiting, " he sarcastically scoffed, picking up another miniature towel from a nearby bench to dry his hair, " Wait up ! I'm almost done. We can do our homework together afterward, yeah ? I mean, if you can- " So yes, he was trying to buy some quality time with him.
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[Rice Pudding]

He thought he heard his name, thought he heard something, but that was most likely just his imagination getting the better of him. So when Suzaku suddenly rushed from the shower, actually calling after him, he was taken by surprise. Suzakuâ??s voice made him jump, non-to-gracefully turning around to face his (dripping wet, almost naked, with-in easy reach, love of his life, perf- )friend. His face turned pink, and he made sure to look anywhere but at Suzaku. â??Sorry,â? he said, coughing. â??Iâ??m just in a bit of a rush.â? -he took a step backwards, smiling the same charming smile he used on the fan girls when he was really desperate to get away- â??I canâ??t today. I promised C.C-â?

He hoped he ended that lie convincingly, his mind was definitely elsewhere. He didnâ??t even realize how pathetic an excuse it was. C.C and family (a faceless, general term in her case ) had left for a wedding/funeral/baby shower/birthday/pilgrimage to the holy land /something two days ago.(hence Lelouch letting C.C pick pizza toppings at her informal going away party) And it was almost certain that Lulu had told Suzaku about that at one point or another.

It was just all Lelouch could think off. Besides the obvious.

â??Iâ??ll see you tomorrow, Suzaku. Bye,â? He hated himself for lying to Suzaku, always, and for turning down an afternoon with him. Namely when it was no fault of Suzakuâ??s he couldnâ??t keep his hormones in check for a few minutes. Casting a last look back and a quick wave he crossed the last few feet to the door and stepped out.

The fresh air felt refreshing, and Lelouch could finally shake some of the feelings that threatened to break his brain if he couldnâ??t get over them. Thatâ??s what he wanted, to just get over this silly crush on Suzaku and move on. It was never going to happen, so why torment himself over it!â?¦.He knew it wasnâ??t that simple. People couldnâ??t control that sort of thing. Sighing he started back to the dorm rooms, not even thinking to check the field for his backpack and belongings. The school was empty, or at least the grounds and halls were, and Lelouch was lucky enough not to run into anyone on his way back to his room.

Unlocking the door he pushed his way inside, kicked off his shoes and shut the door (failed to lock it, to tired). His uniform jacket was next, tossed across the back of a chair as he moved towards his bed and collapsed onto the soft sheets.

[[Bleh, crap post is carp. Had to rush this one. /ninja]]

 

[Mina]

Was Lelouch blushing ? He was almost confident that he was. But why would he be ? Oh, yes. He was half-naked. But all boys were trained to be around other men in junior high when they used the same locker rooms and everything. Seeing a torso-bare man wasn't uncommon, actually. Maybe Lelouch was sensitive ... he was such a dolt to have exposed his unsightly manliness to him- how embarrassing ! Lelouch probably fled in fear. After all, he jerked his head away as if he was almost blinded ... Suzaku felt a wave of self-consciousness and guilt wash over him as Lelouch deliberately rejected his proposal and raced off without so much as another word. He felt so abandoned and lonely now. Did he do something wrong ? He was certain that he did. Maybe he shouldn't have asked him to accompany him in the locker rooms. Though his intentions were 'innocent', it was possible that Lelouch might have looked at the situation in a different way ... he hoped his friend wasn't ... ugh. Why did he have to bolt out of there like that ? Now, he was going to have to worry about it all night. Suzaku wasn't stupid enough to believe that lie ! Maybe if it was reasonable, he would have been convinced, but really ?

After Lelouch left, he gathered his things and sulked out of the locker room with his duffel bag hung over a shoulder. His hair was still partly damp, but he slung a towel around his neck to keep it from wetting his jacket underneath. He waved to his teammates and coach, but just as he was about to leave, a group of giggling girls caught his interest. Now, if it was just any normal circle of hyperactive female students, he would have inched away from them as stealthily as possible, but because he noticed Lelouch's backpack in the middle of them, he couldn't possibly neglect his poor belongings to be ripped apart by Lelouch's crazy fanclub. With a lazy gait, he broke the chain of squealing girls and picked up his friend's backpack, examining it to make sure there were no kiss marks all over it or something- ... it looked clean. " You girls shouldn't be looking through someone else's backpack if it's not yours. " he scolded, slinging it over his free shoulder. He snatched Lelouch's cellphone from one of their hands, and set off on his way towards campus to return the possessions to their rightful owner.

Like Lelouch claimed, he was probably somewhere else by now, but he decided to leave it in front of his door in hopes that someone equally insane as his fangirls wouldn't come to steal it. When he neared the door, he dropped the bag, only to hear a mattress creak from inside. Ah, just as he predicted, Lelouch lied to him. But who was he to make things awkward ? He couldn't help but open the unlocked door and poke his head inside, smiling ever so falsely, " I thought you were going to meet C.C ? " He opened the door just a bit wider and dragged the backpack inside, nodding, " I guess you're just here to catch a nap ? ... I just dropped by to drop your backpack. " He was saying all of this, but in truth, he was mainly focusing his attention on the other's body sprawled so vulnerably on the bed in front of him ... and because his uniform was cast away, his slender curves were even more distinguishable ! Oh, god. Here he was, fantasizing about him at his very doorstep ! He shook his head to snap back into reality, stuttering, " W-Well, that's it ! I'll get going, now. I'll see you tomorrow, then ? "

( It's not crappy at all ! Don't worry about it. <3 )
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[Rice Pudding]

â??I should get up,â?

They were C.C-ish words, completely uninterested in the situation yet scolding and firm, something she might have said if she had been there. They did nothing to motivate Lelouch to move however, not that he really expected them to. For almost ten minutes heâ??d been laying comfortably across his bed, telling himself in one way or another he should get up and do something. Do whatever homework he could with what he had, or go downstairs to the shared kitchen and make something to eat, clean the roomâ?¦.he ran out of ideas at that point, and nothing sounded particularly appetizing on that list . So he stayed where he was.

He yawned suddenly, eyes drooping shut. Today had been so stressful, hell this last hour and a half had been so stressful, on top of everything heâ??d been doing for school andâ?¦.His thoughts started to blur together, and it became harder and harder to force his eyes open and mind to wake up, even in short bursts. Before long he was asleep, sort of drifting between strangely vivid dreams and an almost consciousness.

It doesnâ??t take much of a mind to guess at what his dreams were off; Suzaku.

They werenâ??t even doing anything, at least not at first, in his dream Suzaku was laying next to him on the bed, arms wrapped around his waist and face just inches from his. It confused him, because like so many dreams it didnâ??t explain things, and like so many dreamers Lelouch was still vaguely aware something was strange about that. Suzakuâ??s hands started to drift lower, tracing his hips before- He forgot about the strange feeling of off-ness, losing himself in the dream.

When the door opened he didnâ??t notice, but Suzakuâ??s voice got a slight stir out of him. His eyes opened, barely halfway, and his head tilted towards the voice. A smile graced his lips, eyes shutting, and rolling more onto his side he softly muttered something. He clearly wasnâ??t awake.

Before Suzaku could back out of the room his face twitched, breaking the peaceful appearance heâ??d had a moment before. He shifted, pulling his knees up towards his chest and whimpering. He bit the edge of his lip, the fingers of one hand clenching around the fabric of his pants, while the other slowly slipped between his legs. The movements were slowly, uncoordinated, but what he said next was un mistakable;

â??Suzaku!â?

The word was somewhere between a needy whimper and a moan, and as he said it his back arched and the rest of his body went slightly ridged. His breathing was coming in short gasps, and every once in a while a soft â??mewâ?? sound would escape his lips. "Neh...Suzaku," he repeated, and this time it was clearly a whimper. â??Pleaseâ?¦Don't stop...â?

 

[Mina]

Too bad he couldn't see Lelouch a bit longer. He wanted to stay for a little bit and share a conversation, maybe even start on his homework if his adored school council president wasn't going to be meeting up with C.C anytime soon. He was tempted to open the door a bit wider, but wouldn't that be considered trespassing ? Lelouch wasn't returning any of his greetings, so he suspected that the other boy was sleeping. It was pretty obvious, too. Even though Suzaku continuously reminded himself that he needed to get to his own dorm to finish his assigned work before seven, he couldn't lift his feet from Lelouch's doorstep. However creepy it sounded, he wanted to watch over him for the remainder of the day, even if it was from the distance. But Lelouch wouldn't be too happy to see him, again, after the incident in the locker room. The brunette bit his lower lip, ever so tempted to walk in on the dreamer's room to maybe cuddle up next to him and make up an excuse the following morning.

Just as he was about to withdraw his head and leave Lelouch to peace, he heard his name. So he was awake ? A bright smile graced his features as he popped his temple back in, but as he saw his friend rolling onto his side without much of another sign to prove that he was conscious, he frowned. Wait. So did he ... yell out his name during his sleep ? What kind of a dream was he having ? Curious and extremely anxious to know, he involuntarily took a few steps forward, leaving the door slightly closed with a nudge of his fingertips. " L-Lelouch ? " he asked, carefully bringing out his trembling voice to address his sleeping beauty. He flinched as the other man reacted to his calling, twisting among the sheets to find a more comfortable position. Then, he moaned. And where were his hands drifting ? Suzaku's heart almost stopped.

Lelouch was having wet dreams about him ? His name was being unmistakeably called from between his lips, but why were they so alien to him ? It couldn't possibly ... the 'mew' confirmed it. Lelouch was rubbing the area between his legs and softly calling him out, making the real object of his fantasies step closer with every word uttered. Suzaku clenched his fists, mentally shaking his head. If Lelouch woke up, wouldn't that make it awkward for the rest of their lives ? He could ignore this and burst out of the room, leaving Lelouch to continue with his dreams ... But he waited for so long ...

Then, finally, his knee was on the bed. The mattress creaked under them, and his weight was slightly hanging over the edge, but he couldn't stop himself at this point. He felt so extremely guilty about this. But how could he pass up the chance to fondle the one he loved the most ? Lelouch didn't know how he felt- he would never ... Suzaku was close to crying. He didn't want to violate Lelouch when he was the most vulnerable, but as he trailed his hand ever so gently over his feminine curves, he couldn't remain immobile. " Lelouch ... " he winced, squeezing his eyes shut to blink away the tears, " I'm so sorry- ... forgive me ... " He could come to regret it later. Right now, his lips were on the other boy's neck, tasting the forbidden kisses he could never have sensed before.
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[Rice Pudding]

Lelouch didnâ??t notice Suzakuâ??s approach, nor the sudden shift of weight on the bed as he kneeled beside him. He was still asleep, offeringâ?¦not encouragement, but something like it for Suzakuâ??s actions. If he had woke up then, right as Suzaku reached the edge of the bed, it probably would have been awkward for a log time after. But it would probably be worse if he woke up now. Logic and common sense said there was a drastic and noticeable line between what was okay and what was not for friends (even ones under the same stressful circumstances as Suzaku and Lelouch). And climbing into your friends bed while heâ??s asleep, even if heâ??s dreaming about you, was clearly on the â??not okayâ?? side.

Suzaku knew this, that was clear. He was just ignoring it at the moment.

In the sleeping boyâ??s mind the dream shifted, unnoticed, to accommodate the real Suzakuâ??s actions. Lelouch shivered as the hand ran down his side, head tilting to further to the side to expose more skin for Suzaku. A blush spread across his cheeks, breath catching whenever Suzakuâ??s lips made contact with his neck. He seemed so absolutely willing, a gentle smile flickering across his features as the hand that had been previously clutching at the sheet reached out blindly for Suzakuâ??s arm. He found it, after a moment, hand coming to rest just below Suzakuâ??s shoulder, covering the dark fabric of his uniform with pale fingers. â??Suzaku,â? he was so quiet it was hard to heard him now, as if suddenly the always confident price had learned what it was to be shy.

He inched closer, relaxing against Suzakuâ??s chest as if awake, ad as if he viewed this as completely normal. â??Suzaku I-â? he didnâ??t finish the sentence, his voice trailing off into a completely inaudible murmur, as his eyes started to open.

He was confused at first, disoriented as his mind tried to fully wake itself up and work out what was happening. He knew heâ??d been dreaming, that Suzaku had been there and it had been one of â??thoseâ?? dreams that typically edited out the need for logic orâ?¦.clothes, and that it felt like he was waking up but couldnâ??t be because there was still a warm body next to his, with very warm lips against his neck. (He stiffened suddenly against Suzaku, body going completely ridged like a non-to-happy cat) And he knew he was in a rather compromising position, hand still lingering on the uncomfortable bulge in his pants, andâ?¦.and he knew, somehow, who it was.

Lelouch looked up, and without actually seeing Suzakuâ??s face he confirmed his fears. There where no questions as to how or why, his mid just went to the final conclusion; he was screwed. His stomach sank, and in one blurred movement he let go and jerked away from Suzaku (only gaining an inch or two on the bed, his legs getting caught up in the sheets)/

 

[Mina]

He knew he shouldn't be here. He knew he shouldn't be sexually groping his best friend like this, even if he did happen to be in an unconscious state. Suzaku wasn't fully himself, either. The effects of being neglected of his need for Lelouch's love was exploding all at once, making him lose control of his actions in general. All he saw and felt now was Lelouch's exposed neck, and as he sensually touched his forbidden skin, he was tempted to take things to a higher level. No, he couldn't ... But Lelouch was making it so hard for him to withdraw from his addiction. Revealing his bare flesh for him to suckle, Lelouch tilted his head to the side, and Suzaku was ever so willing to lap up the available skin, his eyes fluttering closed. He would enjoy this for a few seconds and bolt out of the room without his friend's knowing, he decided. Just a few more fleeting kisses ... a grope here and there ... they were harmless gestures of affection, and it seemed as if Lelouch didn't mind, either. His friend was dreaming about him, and the prince of his fantasies was extremely thankful for the turn of events.

If Lelouch liked him, why hadn't he said something ? Anything ? Probably because of the same reasons he couldn't confess. He was scared shitless that he would have to face rejection and lose his best friend. Now, did he have to worry about such things ? " L-Lelouch ... " he waveringly murmured in response, swallowing down a huge lump in his throat. He kissed the other boy's Adam's apple, daring not to look into his imagined lover's face for fear of meeting his consequences sooner in time. Then, Lelouch's hand perched near his shoulder, and Suzaku flinched. He almost melted into the other's embrace, but bracing himself not to lean his weight on the sleeping form underneath him, he shifted uncomfortably over his friend and slowly exhaled. He needed to calm down. No, Lelouch was just acting upon instinct. This didn't mean anything significant. Unable to stop himself, he continued with his scandalous ministrations, tugging down the flimsy neck of the other's shirt with his index finger to reveal his pale collarbone. He pursed his lips over the sacred flesh there, transferring a low hum against the surface of the slick skin as he moaned.

Then, something seemed strange. Lelouch wasn't moaning or making those godly noises anymore, and there was a sudden halt in both of the boys' movements. Suzaku's heart pounded with the realization that he may have been caught in the most awkward position ever ... Shit, shit, shit. The brunette squeezed his eyes shut and waited until Lelouch jerked himself away, his hand so mercilessly tearing itself apart from his shoulder. There was obviously a look of horror in the other's eyes, and Suzaku knew that this was possibly the end of their safe friendship. When Lelouch ripped himself away, he stumbled backwards, too, his teeth gritted together in sheer fright. " I-I'm so sorry- I didn't ... You were- ... " he profusely apologized, shriveling up at the corner of his bed. He was extremely frightened. He had never been in a situation like this before, and he didn't know how to deal with it ...
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[Rice Pudding]

Leouch didnâ??t respond to the apologize, he sat to close to the edge of the bed and stared at Suzaku. He was trying, with little luck, to understand what was going on (Lelouch hated being left in the dark, and this was one of those situations that infuriated him in that he couldnâ??t know more then he did). His face, although normally unreadable, was far from it. He was angry, after all it was one thing to dream about your best friend, but another entirely to sneak into his room and molest him, and at the same time guilty (somehow this was his fault) andâ?¦.something else. Something he might have been able to recognize if he could come up with a reason for why Suzaku had acted the way he did. Besides what he felt was the impossible.


But Suzaku just looked â?¦. scared. . And seeing this any anger the boy might have had towards Suzuki (he was surly entitled to it. ) melted away. He wanted to say or do something to wash away Suzakuâ??s fears, to fix thins, but he couldnâ??t think of anything. Slowly, his body relaxed, the shocked, fearful, upset look leaving his eyes. It was justâ?¦awkward now. It was like getting the answer to one question, only to discover a dozen more had replaced it. Suzaku hadâ?¦.snuck into his room while he was asleep? So that meant heâ?¦.He couldnâ??t even think it, it seemed so overly hopeful. It couldnâ??t be real. But it was.

Suzaku at least returned some of the feelings he felt toward him.

It seemed like a loooong time before Lelouch said or did anything, but in reality it had probably only been a minute at the most. A smile appeared on his lips, the bright red color in his cheeks fading to a softer pink and he carefully moved forward, closing a bit of the gap between them. He moved confidently, but with caution. The last thing he wanted was to frighten Suzaku away now! When they were barely an arms length apart he reached out and replaced his hand on Suzakuâ??s shoulder. â??Itâ??s okay,â? he said, smirking just a bit. He wasnâ??t going to let Suzaku off easy, at least not yet. â??you donâ??t have to apologize, Suzaku. But; if youâ??d care to explain exactly what you thought you were doing, Iâ??d appreciate that,â?

 

[Mina]

Suzaku wanted to disappear into thin air. He regretted everything he did and his poor decisions that led to his ultimate demise. Being 'scared' wouldn't even cover up or describe the immense fear he was feeling right now. Like the victim of an abusive relationship, he scrunched up his shoulders and hyperventilated, wishing that he was invisible to Lelouch's eyes. If a time machine was invented, he would have made a smarter decision to drop off his backpack and leave after his harmless visit. As he heard and sensed Lelouch creeping closer, he winced and waited for the inevitable scolding that would follow. He was a little bit surprised that his friend didn't run off from fear, actually. After openly confessing that he was homosexual and crushing on him, it would be even more strange for Lelouch to stay there with him. Suzaku harshly bit the inside of his lower lip and waited ... and waited ... Lelouch laid a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Raising his head from his arms, he stared in slight confusion into his friend's deep eyes, being slightly hypnotized by the depth of them. He did have such beautiful eyes ... and a gorgeous face ... but who was he to observe the sparkles on the other man's facial features in a situation like this ? Lelouch didn't seem too offended, and for that, Suzaku was ever so relieved. Slightly relaxing, he took a deep breath and turned his gaze away from the receiver of his adoration, shaking his head, " I-I don't know. I mean ... I'm sorry, agh. " How could he say something in this situation ? There were no available words to describe his mixed emotions and feelings for him. He could be straight-forward and say 'I love you', but that would be coming on too strongly. " I-I ... Lelouch ... " he started, choking on his own words. This was his only chance to redeem himself. Then, why was he being so hesitant ? Suzaku searched for ways to express his love for him without scaring his friend away ... He was too nervous to speak or do anything brash. So, instead, he tipped his chin up and held the other's shoulders straight in front of him, staring him straight in the eyes. His were unwavering and firm, sparkling partly with tears and lots of adoration for the boy in front of him.

" I like you, " he bravely confessed, shaking, " I like you ... a lot. I'm the kind of idiot who stared at you and you only for fifteen years ... without saying anything. " Suzaku swallowed and searched for some sort of answer in the other's eyes. " I'm sorry I didn't tell you for so long ... I really like you ... " Then, slowly, as if asking for permission, he leaned in, getting dangerously close to brushing his lips against Lelouch's.
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[Rice Pudding]

There wasnâ??t any answer to be found, Lelouchâ??s face was black. He held up one hand however, when Suzaku leaned forward, stopping him before he could actually kiss him. Simultaneously adjusting his hold on the otherâ??s shoulder so he wouldnâ??t draw backâ??Fifteen years?â? he repeated, almost in disbelief. â??All that time and youâ?¦.I wish you hadnâ??t.â? He was still smiling, to spite the cruel meaning that could have been drawn from his words, and before Suzaku could get any ideas about it he leaned forward and pressed his lips to his.

He reached up and cupped Suzakuâ??s cheek in his hand, to spite the kiss only lasting for a brief second, feeling the smooth skin. It was just a peck, and barely that, but it made Lelouchâ??s heart skip a beat. This was the kind of thing he thought would only happen in his head, hearing those words, finally getting the kiss he wanted so badly from Suzakuâ?¦.As they broke apart Lelouchâ??s eyes were closed again, and there where two matching trails of tears runing down his cheeks. Suzaku wasnâ??t the only one with tears in his eyes,

He hadnâ??t even noticed the tears building up behind his eyes, and in embarrassment he wiped them away on the back of his hand. â??I like you too,â? he said, just because it seemed wrong not to return the words when Suzaku had gone through so much anxiety to deliver them. They didnâ??t come close to describing what he felt for Suzaku, but theyâ??d do for now. â??Iâ??m sorry too. For not saying anything for-â? everything. But Lelouch couldnâ??t finish the sentence.

 

[Mina]

Fifteen years. But in truth, that sounded like such a short time to Suzaku. Every coming day passed by without much of a struggle, and because he was so addicted with admiring Lelouch from afar, the years of his life sped forward quickly. The innocent brunette loved one person for a full fifteen years , so it may have been possible that Lelouch's name was engraved on his heart. Suzaku head and heart stopped as Lelouch halted his lips from proceeding any further. Didn't he want this too ? Now, the soccer captain was purely confused. He felt panic. He felt another pang of regret. Now he truly screwed up. He wanted to draw away, but Lelouch's firm grasp on his shoulder was keeping him immobile. What was he planning, exactly ? Unable to move both to and fro, he stayed stuck in place, silently praying to God for everything to turn out without them losing the bond and trust between them. Then, he blinked. What did Lelouch mean by that ? Without being granted enough time to comprehend his witty statement, his eyes widened as his friend came in for a kiss. Their lips were only connected for a few seconds, but a moment was all that he needed to wash away his insecurities.

When Lelouch drew away, he was left in utter shock. Did that mean that Lelouch liked him, too ? There was no mistake in the other's words. His heart felt as if it would burp itself up and out of his throat. He felt dizzy. He would have fainted, but he didn't. Dropping his hands from the other's shoulders, he shook his head, his lips parted ever so slightly in disbelief. " Y-You like me ... ? I mean, ah. " he mentally hit himself, ruffling the back of his head in embarrassment. He couldn't properly express himself even after everything was cleared up. Was Lelouch playing with him to test how far he would go ? Was he just feeling pity for him ? This couldn't be real. Suzaku blinked. Was he crying ? He was on the verge of tears, too, but to see his friend shedding sadness for the likes of him couldn't be forgiven. " Lelouch ... It was my fault, I should have ... I liked you for a long time- ... " he shook his head, inching in a bit closer to lovingly wrap his arms around the other's torso. He held him dearly and close, wishing that time could freeze like this. His arms and chest were made for him to wrapped with and lay on.
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[Rice Pudding]

Lelouch watch Suzakuâ??s face for a moment, letting him recover from the kiss in his own time. He really looked like he was going to pass out for a moment, witch would have beenâ?¦.a suitable ending to Lelouchâ??s day. He wondered if Suzaku completely believed him now (he was still considering the possibility of this being a dream/stress induced hallucination, but doubted it) Suzaku was such an honest and good person it was hard to see him lying about this. Lelouch laughed softly at the question, at Suzakuâ??s goofy way of trying to confirm things, and nodded. â??Yeah, I do. I always have,â?

He happily excepted the embrace, looping his arms around Suzakuâ??s shoulders and drawing him close. â??It wasnâ??t anyoneâ??s fault,â? he announced, hoping to easy both of their guilt just a little. 15 years and neither had had the strength to say something. All that timeâ?¦..He sighed, leaning down and placing a kiss on Suzakuâ??s cheek (heâ??d wanted to do that for years!). â??Neither of us could have knowâ?¦.." he laughed again. "I'm almost glad this happened! Itâ??s not the way I pictured it, but itâ??s better then going through life not knowing my feelings werenâ??t unreturned,â?

He had rested his cheek against Suzakuâ??s by then, enjoying the closeness andâ?¦not having to worry about being so close. It felt right.