[Code Geass] The Sleeping Beauty 5 / 6
Series: Code Geass in setting disneyiana with significant variations on the theme.
Chapter: 5 / 6 + Epilogue.
Rating: R. Disclaimers
: Code Geass I have not created I, but CLAMP aunts, who have left the fangirlizzare Sunrise.
Note1: not know Code Geass? Well, does nothing! is not involved in any way the texture of the soul: I only adhered to the characterization of generic characters, which in another context will also be a little bit differently than you used to see them ... So who does not know can read without problems, and those who already know could see fine. ;)
Note2: Without betaggio, be lenient. ^ * ^
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had twenty-seven, small signs on the sides of the eyes and a frown wrinkle between his eyebrows.
doors of his cell opened. He did not move. The chains, wrist and ankle, remained silent on the floor.
I thought it was, once again, Kanon. But the sounds were different.
Prince Suzaku raised his head.
incedette The King of the Fairies in the room, majestic. Ten years had passed since the last time she saw him.
decade. A whole wall affected by the signs that took into account the day. Weighed like a mountain, on those few moments of silence and tension.
- Happy Birthday, Suzaku.
In an instant he was standing, ready to jump in my throat.
He could, yes, he kept the body trained in the cell. He was strong, and fast. It was not Schneizel
out of the reach of long chains.
But Schneizel was not alone. As appeared from nowhere, between the fairy King and Prince, was the person who loved the prince: the King of the Fairies's kept his hands on his shoulders, and the significant height difference between him and the dark did not cover the face King's wicked fun.
Philip Suzaku stops suddenly, holding his fist.
Lelouch was wearing a black robe of silk, with no visible seams, draping only on bare skin. He was young, as then, the short hair below the ears.
The King of the Fairies brought him to the prisoner.
Lelouch, barefoot and stood right in front of him, that was left of the stone.
Suzaku investigated in his eyes, and I saw a veil of detachment. It could almost be fully reflected, in the mirrors violet. He raised his hands, touched his cheeks, the cheekbones, not emanated almost heat.
- What have you done?
- is a gift for you. I thought you might feel really alone, below.
Lelouch leaned against him weak. Suzaku it held her, surrounded with arms, carried him to the mattress on the floor, and I made him lay down, covered him. She gave him away, to face the King of the Fairies.
If the curse was broken man who had broken? The only doubt was a punch in the stomach, but Suzaku was still standing, and would fight another thousand years, endures all things.
- Leave us free. The curse is broken!
Living, come back, it was more important than anything else. Lelouch was there, Suzaku felt stronger than ever. The chains vibrate, about to break. But not relent.
- You misunderstood, Prince. The creature lying between your sheets is the same as Lelouch has: every detail of her body, the nuance of her voice ... He is in every respect. But it is a figment of my magic does not have his heart, his mind, because he has his memories. And for that, not him.
elegant moves a hand in the air, his fingers parted.
- You can do this your child, keep it with you until they are past one hundred years, and reached the tower, and awaken the bell'adolescente? After all, so you shall have loved, and made him happy. He tried
to respond, did not come out the item.
She looked at him, wide-eyed, petrified. The anger and hatred deafened the ears, blurred vision, while the sweetness and despair poisoned every thought of doubt, were resistant.
was impossible to answer now.
Schneizel knew. Left them alone.
- Suzaku.
That sound has a drop of water falling on the ground split from the heat?
Prince knelt beside the mattress, he's wandering eyes on him, but do not cross her.
was him. But at the same time, no, no ...
Suzaku's lips stayed soft, just stretched in a grimace of grief.
- Suzaku, the King told the truth. I can not be the person that I heard. I can not take you out of here.
The silence grew heavier, in the heart of Suzaku, and out. The beautiful voice was cold on the stone around them.
- I was created for you and you alone. Do not betray you.
upon the dignity of a prince, in his words. And the tone was that of a boy determined, but frightened, on the brink of a precipice.
If Suzaku had not wanted his fate would be marked for eternity. The care with which it had formed, and made to lie, had vanished as by members of the Prince, now rigid and composed. That was not Lelouch Lelouch tried to bypass green eyes to read his intentions.
Somehow, including. He heard what he already feared, and his body weakened. The language became more sharp, the lungs are unable to contain the air, his throat sounded in every word, every syllable in the heart:
- There will be a second chance. You'll be completely alone, but together we stand rather, this prison. He does not know anything. And here what we have lived with him you can never have, Suzaku.
reached out to him, the Prince took it from his own.
- I know.
He put his lips on the back, wish him to send more heat, which to kiss.
- I will die.
shadow fell over his eyes green, which, however, remained adamant.
- I, too, to see you die. But survive for him.
Lelouch felt a pang of jealousy so acute that he felt bones between the ribs.
- I'm your only opportunity to love him! Why can not you love me even a little 'good? We will remember every day that he is waiting for you, if that's what you want. Are you afraid to love me more than you love him? - Held back tears at the sides of the eyes, keeping his voice firm, raised himself on one elbow, with a huge effort - it's just your pride to reject you because they do not want to cede to the King of the Fairies, but so ; go against yourself, you deprived of the chance to smile again ... just to pique!
- I know.
took away his hand, turned around, gave him his back, shivering from the bones.
He felt that he was about to disappear from there.
did not want to leave.
not ...
- S-you are an idiot, Su ... ... zaku
- I know.
***
Kanon wrapped in a long, wide ribbon, the lily white indigo withered. The spirit that had inhabited it was off, going into the dark abode of shadows, where it slowly dissolved into oblivion. Soon no one, among the spirits, would reminded him. Soon the statue wrapped nell'indaco would become ashes, and he would no longer what they were reminded that spirit of silk empty.
He held the tears, feeling the deep pain shake it.
The Prisoner had resigned for a second time. Why? It was something that resonated in his mind of mind impossible. That love can render people so stupid and ridiculous? Selfish? How could he not have noticed that the spirit had suffered? Yet it left vanish.
squint his eyes was enough to feel the tears in prison. There, each thing, every being, was linked in a mysterious way, and the King of the Fairies was at the heart of gold that allowed the survival of their world. It was enough to focus a little, to feel pain when it was nestled in that part of the castle.
Kanon lived with his master for a long, long time. He had forgotten what it was before. Schneizel was to free him from sleep in which he had fallen to the curse of a witch, to keep him, teach him the laws of the spirit world. He had kept away from men, wrapping that prohibition in elegant silence. Kanon, blindly loyal, it was not nice at all: if Schneizel so wanted, so would be.
But one day he had taken with him. Together they went to find the King and Queen, who celebrated the birth of their adoratissimo Prince. There in the world of men, he was afraid, because I do not know, nor understand. A constant thought he had taken to live in his mind since then, Kanon had no more peace.
He left the flower on marble gleaming like mother of pearl. He flew to the open spaces of the palace, made of stone, carved wood, and green, black wings stretched out to glide. Themselves a lot of momentum, climbed to altitude, heading one of the towers. His master looked at the skyline. He leaned on one of the battlements, bowing his head in silence.
- Eufemia is still evil. A spirit has gone out. The human beings are really terrible. Especially when they fall in love: nothing else exists, not the person they love. Can not be happy, if not in pain, suffering and even some of them have the strength to carry our heads high. Little and can live in the handful of time to get hurt, to destroy, to start anew. So it is, it always will be. They are so different from us, did Kanon?
outstretched fingers noble stroked the feathers of the crow, making him weigh the transparent look. There was a hardness in his words, but also tenderness. Everything possible was the King of the Fairies, beauty and horror, the agony and the ecstasy.
- will end soon, fear not. Things went a bit 'different way than I thought - the raven stopped before he could do anything, clutching a cross between a sweet and consoling a close prison, if he pressed on his chest, continuing to smooth pens - There has been much more interesting ... They love each other honestly, but the years between them, whatever they do.
Kanon shuddered. He heard footsteps behind her Re: someone had climbed the stairs, light and quiet as a dove. He lifted his beak to investigate the smell, but so close to his master was unable to discern anything else, if not her perfume.
- My King, I'm here.
Schneizel's hands loosened his grip, Kanon immediately and flutter their wings, taking anthropomorphic form. He looked at the girl, amazed to see there: why you ...? What had think of their lord?
Light eyes, of a pale pink when the ancient world, filled with wonder and confusion.
Fairy King stroked the head of the sister with affectionate do.
- Nunnally, it is time we have been waiting a long time.
The princess had a long purple robe, long wavy hair, hazel eyes and colored wisteria on fire with enthusiasm and happiness.
- Brother, thanks ..
Schneizel made a nod toward him.
- You know what to do, Nunnally. I want you to bring with you Kanon. It is a mission of utmost importance, monitor the tower.
took her own white-gloved, a hand of Kanon, and brought it with him. He did not have time to turn around, to ask, to beg forgiveness. Convinced that the king, feeling betrayed by him, he had entrusted to Nunnally, but struggled down the stairs, turned into a raven, and followed her flying.
A crow can not cry.
was true, he wanted to see how intense was the passion of men, and this had pushed for Lelouch to touch the time for love was true, had pushed Eufemia to approach the prisoner to tempt him, causing turmoil and suffering, it was true, would any thing for them to reunite .. But now he felt he had lost the confidence and the look of his master, none of that was more important.
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