Series: Code Geass , AU.
Chapters: Epilogue.
Rating: R.
Pairing: Suzaku / Lelouch, Schneizel / Kanon.
Disclaimers: They do not belong to me, and even the scenery of the story.
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 different from like you're used to seeing them ... So who does not know can read without problems, and those who already know could see fine. ;)
Note2: For previous chapters, follow the tag The Sleeping Beauty.
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I
There once was a cabin in the woods. We lived a good man, loved by the people, aided and sheltered the lumberjacks, welcomed travelers, carve wood and gave small statues and nice to visitors. He lived his work on the land near the small home, and forest products. Was said to be a hermit. However, he was a man happy, always smiling. It was also thanks to him that people returned to the village just outside the edge of the forest: the curse had been broken, the kingdom flourished, even though there was neither a castle nor a King's inhabitants lived again in peace.
He spoke often of the beauty of the wood. It was the only one who dared to walk in the night of full moon, when light floods the leaves and fairies walk. At times, had provided remedies against minor illnesses caused by angry Make a careless traveler. I believe a wise man.
The truth was much simpler: she loved and was loved by one of those beings.
He spoke often of the beauty of the wood. It was the only one who dared to walk in the night of full moon, when light floods the leaves and fairies walk. At times, had provided remedies against minor illnesses caused by angry Make a careless traveler. I believe a wise man.
The truth was much simpler: she loved and was loved by one of those beings.
II
Lelouch turned around in his fingers, deftly, the little squirrel carved into the wood. With the other hand, absently stroking his temple of the companion. Suzaku had placed, at his invitation, his head in her lap. His legs were bent to fit within the length of the sofa. He was troubled by two things: first, the watchful eye of the Fairy small object, and second, white hair, now there, where many of the tips touched Lelouch. It was worse than being told that he could not make decent cuts, or that was old? With my heart in my throat waiting to speak.
Sometimes his silence was heavy. Lelouch was thinking too much, and when he finally spoke saying things often incomprehensible. At first depended on the fact that Suzaku was supposed to ... what it was. Then, he realized that the likes of Lelouch could behave in a normal way, then point was elsewhere.
- Do not like it? The
prevent: direct approach, his favorite. It made no sense to throw all that time, when they had never too available: Lelouch of the visits were not rare, but lasted only from dusk to dawn.
- Why did you say?
Fairy smiled. It was depressing to see that face young forever, with no evidence, when carried in the footsteps of his time - spent long minutes, Suzaku, the mirror, just to spy on the work of the years that robbed him of the last relics of his youth: the skin tanned from hours spent in the open air, his hands marked by the work ...
- Why did you said last time.
- No, I said that the snails make me feel ... This squirrel, but ... It's really delicious.
We kissed, the wood came to life: he shook, hopped on the cheerful face of Suzaku, which declined rapidly on her chest. The human smiled, rubbed the back of the little creature, who squeaked approval, then run the floor, go up the table, from where it was taken, and revert to wood.
- Your magic is impressive. Why did not you ever done? Do not you liked the other enough?
Lelouch looked into his eyes, running his hair through his fingers, slowly.
- My adventure cost me a bit, 'Re Schneizel has preferred to wait before I get back all my powers. He felt
Suzaku stiffen, put his fingers on the lips.
- Everything alright. No one hurts me ...
Suzaku closed his eyes, sat up, leaned his elbow on the armrest, tent over the body of Lelouch, comfortably seated. He cocked his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in his essence. He felt his lips in the slow throb of his blood. Hissed, annoyed and resentful:
- I do not like your King
years of peace and tranquility 's not forget they did . He could not, simply. Only when he was with Lelouch could not hear in blood the thrill of painful memories. Ten years had changed forever: the deceptions, lies, mockery, cruelty.
The Fairy, with the appearance of a sixteen year old boy, hugged the torso of man ...
- I've already saved. You do not have to be afraid, for me.
... kissed him. Suzaku humor him, then escaped, seriously.
- I can not help it, worrying.
Lelouch's put his forehead against the forehead. Both had their eyes closed. The question, as usual, remained stuck in the mouth. The Prince Fairy never stayed at a loss for words, but there was little formula, which would mean a Suzaku: agrees to become like me. It had been years, who wished to offer him. The very thought that he could die, sooner or later, it made him feel bad: Suzaku lose? He would never leave. So he talked to Schneizel, and got permission.
But Suzaku would be angry. It was certain: he gone insane. He hated his world, so visceral. He had already lost everything, why would he give away even the little world that had succeeded in building? In the forest he had found peace of mind, he could be alone but also in contact with people, and had love.
Sometimes his silence was heavy. Lelouch was thinking too much, and when he finally spoke saying things often incomprehensible. At first depended on the fact that Suzaku was supposed to ... what it was. Then, he realized that the likes of Lelouch could behave in a normal way, then point was elsewhere.
- Do not like it? The
prevent: direct approach, his favorite. It made no sense to throw all that time, when they had never too available: Lelouch of the visits were not rare, but lasted only from dusk to dawn.
- Why did you say?
Fairy smiled. It was depressing to see that face young forever, with no evidence, when carried in the footsteps of his time - spent long minutes, Suzaku, the mirror, just to spy on the work of the years that robbed him of the last relics of his youth: the skin tanned from hours spent in the open air, his hands marked by the work ...
- Why did you said last time.
- No, I said that the snails make me feel ... This squirrel, but ... It's really delicious.
We kissed, the wood came to life: he shook, hopped on the cheerful face of Suzaku, which declined rapidly on her chest. The human smiled, rubbed the back of the little creature, who squeaked approval, then run the floor, go up the table, from where it was taken, and revert to wood.
- Your magic is impressive. Why did not you ever done? Do not you liked the other enough?
Lelouch looked into his eyes, running his hair through his fingers, slowly.
- My adventure cost me a bit, 'Re Schneizel has preferred to wait before I get back all my powers. He felt
Suzaku stiffen, put his fingers on the lips.
- Everything alright. No one hurts me ...
Suzaku closed his eyes, sat up, leaned his elbow on the armrest, tent over the body of Lelouch, comfortably seated. He cocked his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in his essence. He felt his lips in the slow throb of his blood. Hissed, annoyed and resentful:
- I do not like your King
years of peace and tranquility 's not forget they did . He could not, simply. Only when he was with Lelouch could not hear in blood the thrill of painful memories. Ten years had changed forever: the deceptions, lies, mockery, cruelty.
The Fairy, with the appearance of a sixteen year old boy, hugged the torso of man ...
- I've already saved. You do not have to be afraid, for me.
... kissed him. Suzaku humor him, then escaped, seriously.
- I can not help it, worrying.
Lelouch's put his forehead against the forehead. Both had their eyes closed. The question, as usual, remained stuck in the mouth. The Prince Fairy never stayed at a loss for words, but there was little formula, which would mean a Suzaku: agrees to become like me. It had been years, who wished to offer him. The very thought that he could die, sooner or later, it made him feel bad: Suzaku lose? He would never leave. So he talked to Schneizel, and got permission.
But Suzaku would be angry. It was certain: he gone insane. He hated his world, so visceral. He had already lost everything, why would he give away even the little world that had succeeded in building? In the forest he had found peace of mind, he could be alone but also in contact with people, and had love.
III
A Fairy Guardian? It would have been perfect, but if his heart had not wanted to completely ... he would die rather than be reborn to his new life. It was risky.
Lelouch licked his lips anxiously.
- Suzaku?
The man touched his face, like a blind man: a touch inquisitive, gentle. The voice replied, sensual, taut by the tension that had settled on both.
- Yes, your highness?
Fairy Prince shuddered.
- Do you know how they say in fairy tales? The end?
- Of course - Comrade replied immediately, stroking his cheek - And they lived happily forever.
- A good thing, right? I mean, the forever.
- Living is happy as a man could want, Lelouch.
Lelouch licked his lips anxiously.
- Suzaku?
The man touched his face, like a blind man: a touch inquisitive, gentle. The voice replied, sensual, taut by the tension that had settled on both.
- Yes, your highness?
Fairy Prince shuddered.
- Do you know how they say in fairy tales? The end?
- Of course - Comrade replied immediately, stroking his cheek - And they lived happily forever.
- A good thing, right? I mean, the forever.
- Living is happy as a man could want, Lelouch.
IV
Happiness? What was it?
Lelouch, at Court, had always been happy with everything, for every wish gratified that he had plunged into a life that is always equal to itself, straight, beautiful and full. Until he had rebelled against the king, nobody, not even himself, he suspected that there might be sadness in his heart. The World men had given him little reason to worry, though ... Staying next to Suzaku, the strong human eye on things, had ended up feel pain, fear death, suffer the lack. So could conceive such a thing as happiness ? Almost. There was very close, but always ended escape, like a firefly who dies in the hands that grab too with desire, and no more lights at night.
Suzaku, for its part, had not made to suffer for a long time, until the heart had become accustomed to evil. In part, had aggravated their pain, making choices, however, did not regret. It still bore behind the remains of ten years in prison in the world of strange and absurd Lelouch, because, after all, Lelouch reminded him constantly. Suzaku was certain that, over time, if it had not been visited by the Prince of the Fairies would come to consider everything as a dream, the details were faded, he struggled to remember their names. Remember how smooth and identical pebbles of a river, tempered by the current and constant bustling of life.
Lelouch, at Court, had always been happy with everything, for every wish gratified that he had plunged into a life that is always equal to itself, straight, beautiful and full. Until he had rebelled against the king, nobody, not even himself, he suspected that there might be sadness in his heart. The World men had given him little reason to worry, though ... Staying next to Suzaku, the strong human eye on things, had ended up feel pain, fear death, suffer the lack. So could conceive such a thing as happiness ? Almost. There was very close, but always ended escape, like a firefly who dies in the hands that grab too with desire, and no more lights at night.
Suzaku, for its part, had not made to suffer for a long time, until the heart had become accustomed to evil. In part, had aggravated their pain, making choices, however, did not regret. It still bore behind the remains of ten years in prison in the world of strange and absurd Lelouch, because, after all, Lelouch reminded him constantly. Suzaku was certain that, over time, if it had not been visited by the Prince of the Fairies would come to consider everything as a dream, the details were faded, he struggled to remember their names. Remember how smooth and identical pebbles of a river, tempered by the current and constant bustling of life.
V
Whispers were carried by the wind, sighed between the red curtains, purple, blue, which enveloped the bed of the king white veils, so subtle as to be almost trasperenti, watched by the prying eyes of the items. The air throbbed constantly. Kanon
listened, lying on its side, entranced by the beauty of the singing of the universe. Wide-eyed, watching the King make the air in one hand, now filled with a wad of wind, or spider web, thin and unreal, who received his orders and vanished, just let them go. Her blonde hair covered nearly the eye, and it was a good thing: who could fully support the look of the King? The Crow
trembled with love.
had been forgiven in the end. He discovered that not only Schneizel had never held grudges, but had let him know, handing the most valuable key to their whole world. With my heart in peace, could eventually serve him with all his heart.
was love. Yes, a feeling so human, like the one that tied Lelouch and Suzaku, who, at the end ...
- Kanon.
- Yes, your majesty? "He murmured in a low voice, respectful, worshiping.
- Are you happy now?
The King looked at her, expressionless face. But that was gently laid his hand on his own. Kanon's lips are stretched out, slowly, a smile that lit up the face. An intense royal blew into the room, brought by a sudden blossoming of flowers away.
nodded.
- Forever, my lord.
listened, lying on its side, entranced by the beauty of the singing of the universe. Wide-eyed, watching the King make the air in one hand, now filled with a wad of wind, or spider web, thin and unreal, who received his orders and vanished, just let them go. Her blonde hair covered nearly the eye, and it was a good thing: who could fully support the look of the King? The Crow
trembled with love.
had been forgiven in the end. He discovered that not only Schneizel had never held grudges, but had let him know, handing the most valuable key to their whole world. With my heart in peace, could eventually serve him with all his heart.
was love. Yes, a feeling so human, like the one that tied Lelouch and Suzaku, who, at the end ...
- Kanon.
- Yes, your majesty? "He murmured in a low voice, respectful, worshiping.
- Are you happy now?
The King looked at her, expressionless face. But that was gently laid his hand on his own. Kanon's lips are stretched out, slowly, a smile that lit up the face. An intense royal blew into the room, brought by a sudden blossoming of flowers away.
nodded.
- Forever, my lord.
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