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[(AU) Code Geass] The shadow of the Sun Moon

Series: A AU (waaay AU) the anime Code Geass , inspired to play in the Forum Horitsuba Arrr.
Rating: PG .
Table: Written for Cancer the twelve houses, and since it was inspired all'Horitsuba is also the prompt 090. House , dell'Horitsuba BDT.
Pairing: Suzaku and Lelouch, obvious! Disclaimers
: The characters do not belong to me, alas! CLAMP generated them mothers, and those of them managed Sunrise ( dhely Sunrise What do you remember? *___*).
Notes: Many things are not explained, or rather are deliberately left vague, especially the exact location and the section on Suzaku. First, it must be said that we are at the beginning of 1700, in North America, but I do not have enough historical knowledge to identify the correct location (I would take much too long, which means that there may be various other historical howlers - ie: if you notice tell me that maybe the system, but we're here for fun) on the second, in short, Suzaku has an Indian mother, married to a wealthy English, then must undergo the initiation rites of the people of the mother (even if they do not say to the four twenty companies, of course). The exact type of relationship between them, much is alluded to here, more will surely write fanfic in other (Code Geass obsession will not go easily, and the anime is so angst between them that I could write about the environment in there). As one AU
I kept the original names, even if with context, especially "Suzaku," has nothing to do!
Well, if you have other questions, ask if I can answer you!
Thanks to: taurie_2020 , the legendary beta that always knows how to pull myself out of the impasse! And ewyn for the patience with which he gave me some small references to the historical and social setting. ^ _ ^

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- Even if I were to go against the sky, or upstream of the river ... Do not give up on my dream ...


was late at night, the air was filled with the sounds of wind and leaves. In the room of a large Palladian house, a child-skinned and dark hair, cut just below her ears, was asleep, her head sideways on the pillow that was lying second behind his back, hands resting on an open book on her stomach. It was English with a French name: Lelouch.
His breathing was slow and steady. He struggled to fall asleep, the sheets were divided. Several times he had appeared at the window, who had left wide open, scanning the alley between the trees, hoping to see someone coming. In the shadows, nothing. Worried and impatient, had broken away from the ledge by walking up and down the room, on the soft carpet, before going back to bed and hug a pillow. The weather never spent.
If he left the room would eventually make some creaking of the floor beam. So he took a book from the desk, who consulted for days, he knew almost by heart the phrase, but that he needed to feel his hands, read: as if the memory was too fragile, as if in an instant could change everything.
That night was different from all others, yet he was so similar to those of many years before, so it seemed that nothing had happened between England and there, when they were in the middle years when the wounds were healed. Now, back to hurt as if there was a scar, but the blood. Its this time. Not that of his mother who died before his eyes.
He had fallen asleep, exhausted from all those thoughts. Closing his eyelids were wet the corners of his eyes: he believed in Suzaku, who was also in that friend's brother and the most precious thing in the world for him, he knew that going to make it and would return soon home. Understand why it was important for him to undergo the rites of his mother's people, those natives of the New World so wild. But she had never thought of losing Suzaku, and that terrified him.
two of them would grow up together, went to England, where they refined their education at Eton, would return to the New World, which was their home, and have built their world. Nothing should prevent this, it was their destiny . Even though the stars of their date of birth said that their paths could not join: Sagittarius and Cancer. The
were already together.
why consulted again and again for the book, which had to be wrong. Who knew the stars, two of them? And why should there be a fate? If there was, he had killed his mother in order to test him, kicked out of the house of his father and England itself. But this could also do the men.
Things could change because they wanted him.
On the bed is too big for a twelve year old, there was a small package, a gift. He had given away the only thing his own, the thin gold bracelet (Initially a little sister who died early, then given him by his mother) to buy it: a pendant with a silver crescent moon embracing the golden disk of the sun. She had seen him in a showcase, and it was decided to give it to Suzaku, when he faced trial in the summer.
was a full moon night, it seemed a dawn of silver. Only the rising sun would have eclipsed, first by making it clear, as purified by the light of day, then taken away, jealous.

was a night of full moon, and the leaves were made from light blue unreal.
run barefoot on grass. The garden was well kept, there were no rocks, only the soft ground. He felt his wings behind his back. It was like a woodpecker, as a sign of its stars. He smiled, exhausted by fatigue, but the excitement was still too strong, and the long ride back home, perhaps too long, too frantic.
arrived before him stood out, immersed in moist shade, porches, windows out, the scent of flowers on the windowsill, with their giant Ionic colonnades of order, the porches or concluded by the triangular pediment The quiet verandas, which peace is soon disturbed by the creaking of the rocking chairs, moved by light winds. It was still wet on him: he had dipped into the river to get rid of dirt and earth, and now felt any smell.
took advantage of a cloth in front of the hall, wiping his feet. From there he climbed on a column, he clung to the capital, came upstairs into the air off in the lungs, careful not to slip. It was quickly pulled his pants and a shirt, which had kept ready for the return, but he had no shoes. When he put his feet on the balcony, she sighed, feeling a bit 'tired. He passed the window of his room, heading to Lelouch.
was open. The tents also. Lelouch was asleep, the room was a slight disorder, and that was strange. The fact that he had left everything wide open, however, meant that he had expected. It was natural for one of them slip into the other room through the balcony.
bypassed. He made the plan, but Lelouch felt the same.
- Suzaku?
There was a bit 'of anxiety in his appeal, the that was strange, for Lelouch who was always controlled ... that maybe I had been so afraid for him? What an idiot!
- Lulu ...
The English boy put his feet on the ground, quickly put them in slippers and walked toward him, he was stuck in the middle room, as if nailed by an invisible force. All his strength seemed to disappear in front of Lelouch.
The friend saw the state of his clothes and shook his head.
- Togliteli or take a calamity. He reached
hands to open his shirt (buttoned and just crumpled in half), Suzaku took it and squeezed. There was a small cry of the type I all bathrooms, but no attempt to escape.
- I told you that would be all right.
- Yes, I know your 'all right'. Are you hurt?
- Only a few scratches.
- Good.
Lelouch would not say more than that, and already had enough. Suzaku a laugh in a restrained smile, close to his boss: Lulu's life with his arms clasped. Remained so, long enough for the beating of their hearts are not granted in one rhythm.
- now dry, I do not come in my bed in that state.
He gave him back and away. Why Lelouch always had to be so damn proud of? He could not just be happy? Suzaku wiped his cheek with the back of the hand, going to the bathroom, where he took off his clothes and hung them on a bar of brass from gold trimmings. She ran a towel on his head, rubbing strong, dabbed at her. He opened a cupboard and found a clear linen nightgown. She looked in the mirror was now a young man, for the people of his mother.
He might have ... a girl ...
not wanted it. He knew he had, that that was normal ... She said no the same. It was not because he was the son of two people, no. That was not the reason, not only, not really ... But he was silent, did not say anything. Lelouch was already obsessed enough there, inside the house. Knowing that was going around talking of what they were doing would make him angry.
Suzaku did not understand because he had to be wrong in some way, however, it was. As children, everything was easier. Became ever more intense, big and unmanageable, even if it was so simple, so clean.
Lelouch was his most important person.


Lelouch, sitting cross-legged on the bed, turning the packet between his fingers nervously. What was he doing all that time? Who was offended? It could be so stupid? Before he did die of concern, then looked like this, as if nothing had happened ... He had almost decided to get up and go to retrieve it in the bathroom, apologizing for the way he talked with him, that Suzaku got there. It was not nearly
noise, walking.
must have a cloud covered the moon, there were no lights in the room. Rustle of a body that slides on the bed (with him, he was fine, that was safe, which was returned ). Their two neighbors, side by side, hand in the dark who tended to embrace him and stood on her that kept the gift.
- It's for you.
torn paper. Lelouch stood up, lit the candles, without losing sight of Suzaku.
- Lulu ...
both blushed. The faint light was reflected from gold, haunted by silver, and the tag was between the fingers of Suzaku, imprisoned by the chain.
- Preview
Suzaku nodded vigorously, his tongue stuck to the palate: no one would have expected ... but ... what?
- Lelouch how did you get?
- Secret! Certain questions are not silly.
She took the chain from his hands, opened it, passed his arms around his neck, closing it. Fitted him. If the stars were against them ... The two of them were light to each other, chasing each other across the sky.
Lelouch smiled, happy.
Suzaku no longer able to think and speak. He let himself down and drag embrace, his head on the pillow. He squeezed Lelouch. They were so close and intertwined that both their hearts fluttered on the pendant.
were both home.