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britannianknightkururu: britannianprincelelouch: “I think I would rather deal with them instead of...

Sat, 12 May 2012 01:50:33 -0400

britannianprincelelouch:

“I think I would rather deal with them instead of being randomly smelled all the time…” Lelouch mumbled to himself, his eyes firmly looked onto the wall rather than on the knight. He was being much to forward for the prince. He wasn’t at all used to such advances like this and had little idea how to react to them either, outside of the actions he had read about in some of those terrible romance books Nunnally had gotten him to read to her in the past, and those were hardly the best source of information.

Suzaku chuckled and pulled his head back, resting it against the pillows. Lelouch made himself much too easy too tease sometimes, he really did. It was very tempting to continue, but he’d be concerned if the raven-haired emperor ended up fainting on him. Instead, he shook his head and smiled. “I’m sorry for getting you so worked up, Sire.”

It was was difficult to tell if he was genuinely sorry or not, as it was fairly clear he enjoyed the reactions. Still, he decided it was best to just behave. It’d be a problem if he was banned from seeing or touching the other, after all. “I didn’t think you’d get this flustered. I do apologise.”

“Yes, I’m sure you are…” Lelouch spoke somewhat sceptically. It was obvious to him that Suzaku was enjoying his reactions perhaps a little too much for his own good. It concerned the prince sometimes just how much the knight enjoyed it, and how skilled he was at making him flustered…

“I am not flustered. I am simply… At a loss for words.” The raven spoke very mater-of-factly about it. Though it seemed as if he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else at this stage. It bothered him sometimes how much of an effect Suzaku had on him. There were very few people in the world that could generate such a reaction from Lelouch, and he couldn’t help but wonder how Suzaku had managed to worm his way into that select catagory.

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britannianknightkururu: britannianprincelelouch: Lelouch’s eyes suddenly opened wide as Suzaku...

Fri, 04 May 2012 17:36:12 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

Lelouch’s eyes suddenly opened wide as Suzaku suddenly sniffed his neck. He was not at all prepared for such an act. The knight was being much too forward for the prince to handle. He was going to end up breaking him at the rate he was going.

“I-is that so? W-well there’s no need to make such a fuss about it. I could have simply given you some of the shampoo I used instead…”

“I don’t believe I’d enjoy it as much if it were not coming from you.” Suzaku said with a faint smile. The look on Lelouch’s face was slowly encouraging his actions, but he opted to take what he was given and let it go for now. It wouldn’t do if he got the prince too worked up, after all.

“I don’t think the royal family would take well to me smelling like the shampoo you use, either. It would imply I’ve been in your washroom.”

“I think I would rather deal with them instead of being randomly smelled all the time…” Lelouch mumbled to himself, his eyes firmly looked onto the wall rather than on the knight. He was being much to forward for the prince. He wasn’t at all used to such advances like this and had little idea how to react to them either, outside of the actions he had read about in some of those terrible romance books Nunnally had gotten him to read to her in the past, and those were hardly the best source of information.

britannianknightkururu: britannianprincelelouch: “P-perhaps…” Lelouch spoke, being careful to...

Tue, 01 May 2012 20:10:49 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

“P-perhaps…” Lelouch spoke, being careful to position himself so as to not knock any of Suzaku’s wounds. The last thing he needed to do right now was end up causing the knight more damage than he had already sustained. That would just about bring the day to the perfect conclusion.

“Y-yes I have, as a matter of fact…” Lelouch spoke averting his gaze from Suzaku, he was quite sure at this point one could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. Physical affection such as this usually managed to fluster him. He was not very adept at this sort of thing. Yet anyway. He hoped to at least get a little better though. “W-why do you ask?”

With a slight nod, Suzaku smiled faintly. “I thought so…” he murmured, giving Lelouch’s neck an obvious sniff. Really, sometimes the raven-haired prince just made it too easy to tease him. Not that the knight particularly cared (he likely enjoyed it just a little too much) so he wasn’t going to offer a complaint. “There isn’t a reason, Sire. I just… enjoy the aroma.”

Lelouch’s eyes suddenly opened wide as Suzaku suddenly sniffed his neck. He was not at all prepared for such an act. The knight was being much too forward for the prince to handle. He was going to end up breaking him at the rate he was going.

“I-is that so? W-well there’s no need to make such a fuss about it. I could have simply given you some of the shampoo I used instead…”

britannianknightkururu: “Comfortable, your highness?” Suzaku asked, amusement seeping into his...

Tue, 01 May 2012 01:28:20 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“Comfortable, your highness?” Suzaku asked, amusement seeping into his tone as he moved his arms slowly and draped them over the prince’s waist. His eyes sparkled faintly as he tightened his grip and inclined his head forward to press his face into the prince’s neck. The other was warm, very warm, and he liked that very much.

A faint aroma — one he was certain hadn’t been there before — could be detected on Lelouch’s person and he pressed his nose closer, nuzzling the noble’s neck. “You smell good, Sire. Have you already taken your bath for tonight?”

“P-perhaps…” Lelouch spoke, being careful to position himself so as to not knock any of Suzaku’s wounds. The last thing he needed to do right now was end up causing the knight more damage than he had already sustained. That would just about bring the day to the perfect conclusion.

“Y-yes I have, as a matter of fact…” Lelouch spoke averting his gaze from Suzaku, he was quite sure at this point one could feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. Physical affection such as this usually managed to fluster him. He was not very adept at this sort of thing. Yet anyway. He hoped to at least get a little better though. “W-why do you ask?”

britannianknightkururu: britannianprincelelouch: “Stay with you…?” Lelouch repeated to himself...

Tue, 01 May 2012 00:06:05 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

britannianprincelelouch:

“Stay with you…?” Lelouch repeated to himself more than anyone else. He was not really expecting that to be the request. He was expecting something more grand than the simple presence of the prince.

“Very well. If that is your request, then I would be glad to fulfil it. At least for a little while.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at Suzaku. “I can’t stay for very long, I still have work to attend to. But I can spare… About 15 minutes.” He spoke while placing both his hands around Suzaku’s.

“Thank you, Sire…” Suzaku smiled, a light flush gracing his cheeks when Lelouch took his hand. Warmth spread throughout his body as he settled back against the pillows and signed contentedly. It was rare that he made requests at all, but perhaps that is why he was lucky enough to have them answered.

The corners of his lips curved into a mischievous smile. If he had the prince for fifteen minutes, he was going to enjoy every single one of them. Bracing himself for the pain that to follow, he turned his hand over in Lelouch’s grip and pulled sharply.

“I’d much rather we stayed like this, Sire.”

“It is no trouble. It’s a simple request after all.” Lelouch spoke trying to pass the event off as nothing major, however it was apparent that a faint blush was starting to form on his cheeks which he attempted to fight back as much as he could.

But it was all for nothing once Suzaku suddenly pulled the prince forward and Lelouch turned a fantastic shade of red.

“S-Suzaku, what are you doing?!” The prince hissed in protest, but offered no physical effort to break free. He would not admit it, but he did actually enjoy his current position. But he would not give Suzaku the pleasure of admitting that to him.

“…Fool…”

britannianknightkururu: “Stay with me?” Suzaku asked quietly. His tone was soft and almost...

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 23:36:00 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“Stay with me?” Suzaku asked quietly. His tone was soft and almost hesitant as he spoke, his gaze flickering to and from the prince’s as he waited for an answer. The brunette knight knew well that Lelouch likely wouldn’t be able to stay for long, but he was helping distract him from the pain plaguing his body and helping sooth his mind. Or maybe he just wanted some comfort, it was rare that knight’s were sympathised with and given any.

His eyes lowered as he sighed and looked back at the ceiling. It really was a selfish request, wasn’t it? He didn’t have any right to ask that of a prince. Even if he was his personal guard. “You don’t have to stay long.” It was meant to be an assurance, or perhaps his means of apology or attempting to let the other know that it wasn’t a demand or requirement, opening it enough that if it were denied, there wouldn’t be the suspicion of disappointment. “…just for a little while.”

“Stay with you…?” Lelouch repeated to himself more than anyone else. He was not really expecting that to be the request. He was expecting something more grand than the simple presence of the prince.

“Very well. If that is your request, then I would be glad to fulfil it. At least for a little while.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at Suzaku. “I can’t stay for very long, I still have work to attend to. But I can spare… About 15 minutes.” He spoke while placing both his hands around Suzaku’s.

britannianknightkururu: “Sire…” Suzaku felt something warm form in his chest as he looked up at...

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 06:14:06 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“Sire…” Suzaku felt something warm form in his chest as he looked up at the prince. His eyes brightened once more as he shook his head with a soft chuckle; it was just like him to be like this. Not that he was complaining about it; it was quite rare that Lelouch would act soft like this without some amount of prodding or breaking of his defences. The knight would take what he could get while he could.

Pushing on the mattress with his elbows, Suzaku grunted under the effort of his own weight and felt a fresh wave of pain shoot up his arm and torso. For a moment, the pain made him dizzy, but he ignored it in favour of angling his weight to his good arm and reaching out slowly with the injured. “…Si—Lelouch,” the brunette spoke softly, wrapping his fingers around the hand of the other lightly, almost hesitantly, he didn’t dare grip too hard if the prince wished to step back. “May I make a… selfish request?”

“Don’t strain yourself, fool.” Lelouch said with no ill meaning, he was just displeased to see the Suzaku forcing himself up while still injured. Surely the knight could at least see the importance of resting before moving around too much.

The prince felt his cheeks warm up as Suzaku took his hand, he fought back the urge to pull his hand away and slowly wrapped his fingers around the brunette’s. “What is, Suzaku? Please, speak freely. You could do with being a little more selfish sometimes anyway.”

britannianknightkururu: “I’m fine, Sire…” Suzaku muttered in response and tried to smile as best...

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 00:56:30 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“I’m fine, Sire…” Suzaku muttered in response and tried to smile as best he could. His eyes were glazed over and distant looking as he stared at the ceiling rather than the raven-haired prince. “Please don’t worry about me, I’m not worth the time. You have more important things to be thinking about.”

Contrary to his words, the prince’s visit had elated Suzaku’s mood exponentially. His eyes had brightened since Lelouch had entered the room, and his smile had come naturally rather than the forced grins of assurances he’d given his doctors. His entire body was throbbing, the stitches along his wounds feeling as if they were on fire. It made it more than difficult to concentrate on what was happening, but somehow, the noble was working wonders on making him focus.

“They’ll get angry if they find you with me… I’ve likely already displeased the council. They’ll probably call for me for punishment once they find out you’ve been hurt.” The knight laughed weakly and winced. The movement hurt.

“Don’t worry about that. I’ve already submitted a report on the incident. I told them that you ‘fought valiantly in my defence’ and gave a detailed report on what I saw and you told me.” Lelouch spoke. In reality he had put a fairly different spin on the events to make Suzaku look better. Not that he would tell the knight that, however. “I doubt you will face an repercussions.”

“Besides, you are quite important, Kururugi. Seeing to you is important to me anyway.” Lelouch spoke smiling faintly at the knight.

britannianknightkururu: Hearing a voice, a very familiar voice at that, Suzaku stirred faintly. His...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 23:46:46 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

Hearing a voice, a very familiar voice at that, Suzaku stirred faintly. His face scrunched up in protest, his body not prepared to wake up as he slowly forced his eyes open. There were many, many times in which he’d have to wake up early at a time he would have much rather been relaxing, thus, forcing himself awake was not a difficult task. Just a disliked one.

Slowly, he turned his head toward the source of the voice with a dazed expression. “Sire…?”

The knight blinked and opened his eyes further, relief shooting through him as he saw that the prince was safe and functioning without any trouble. It calmed him to know that. Lelouch was alright, his injuries had been minor after all. That was good. “What are you doing in here?” His voice was raspy as he spoke, the clear signs of a sore throat heard in his tone. “…You’re risking yourself.”

Lelouch felt relieved to see that Suzaku was awake. He seemed like he was still unwell, but at least he was recovering. That was the important thing.

“I am not risking myself too greatly, it’s not that surprising I would wish to check on my trusted knight after they were wounded. I must be on my way shortly anyway. I just wanted to make sure you were well and recovering.”

The prince knelt down beside the bed and considered taking his hand before deciding against it. “Are you okay?”

britannianknightkururu: The doctors which had remained with Suzaku lead him over to a bad and made...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 22:24:25 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

The doctors which had remained with Suzaku lead him over to a bad and made immediate work of his jacket and shirt. The spoiled clothing was disposed off and he was asked to lie down in order to give the surgeon a better few of the objects embedded in his body. Something about stitches vaguely made it’s way into Suzaku’s fogged mind, but he was already being administered a shot which he was told in a hushed voice would numb pain and put him to sleep while they worked.

The brunette could remember trying to protest against the shots, claiming that he could take the pain and needed to return to the prince’s side, but they fell in vain. His body was too exhausted and the medication took care of whatever was left of the will-power and adrenaline which kept him going.

He was out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

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When the doctors had finally finished closing the knight’s wounds and dressing them, Suzaku had been moved back to his room and placed in bed. Unfortunately, the lack of blood and infection from the wounds had caused the brunette to develop a high fever, but it wasn’t dangerous enough to prove a threat — just a great amount of inconvenience and discomfort. The more positive facts had been that the medical staff had managed to stop and prevent the infection from spreading further, and it was their hope that the illness would break in several days.

For now, Suzaku was asleep, as he had been for a few hours, but he was beginning to show signs of waking. Every few minutes, his eyelids would flutter and hand twitch.

Lelouch sighed heavily as the doctors continued to fuss over him. Fortunately his wounds were minor enough that they could be tended to without taking too long at least. After being treated himself he asked about the condition of Suzaku. While he attempted to maintain an air of moderate indifference as the condition of the knight was relayed to him, Lelouch couldn’t help but worry as the doctor continued.

After being assured the knight was not in any great degree of danger and was asleep Lelouch was forced to return to finish the paperwork he had remaining. It was at least peaceful now, however.

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Once he was finished working, finally, the prince emerged from his office and headed towards where Suzaku was currently to check on him. He could not stay for long, for he had other matters to attend to as well, and hopefully finally get some rest. However, he could at least see how the knight was doing.

He knocked on the door, though expected no reply, and silently entered the room before approaching Suzaku.

“Kururugi? Are you awake yet?”

britannianknightkururu: How much Lelouch still worries when he gets injured had always baffled...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 20:08:00 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

How much Lelouch still worries when he gets injured had always baffled Suzaku. Hadn’t it been the prince himself who always told him that, as his knight, his life would be one filled with injury, bloodshed, and likely the task of killing others? It wasn’t the first time he’d gotten hurt, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.

Though the knight would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy having so much of the prince’s attention.

“I’ll be fine,” he said softly, offering what he hoped was an encouraging smile. “The doctors will be able to fix this; they always do. I’ll be able to return to my duties by tomorrow.”

With a grunt, the brunette pulled away, from the prince and straightened himself laughing lightly as a doctor immediately began fussing over him and scolding the knight for being careless. He was pulled away from Lelouch almost immediately and Suzaku barely managed to get in a word edgewise to alert the medical staff that the young noble had gotten injured as well in the crossfire and to tend to him.

Fortunately, with Lelouch being a prince, that put him on priority over Suzaku and most of the staff made their way towards the raven. He was taken away by two separate doctors and he could only hope this would all be settled quickly; he needed to get back to his job after all.

“Yes, you will be fine. You always have been before. If I didn’t know better I’d say you were some manner of undead the rate you get back up at.” Lelouch said dryly to the knight. It never ceased to amaze the young prince just how much that Suzaku was able to endure. That was, of course, needed to be a knight in the first place, but Lelouch knew that if he had a shard of glass sticking out from his stomach and had been stabbed in the arm, he wouldn’t have been able to carry on for as long. It was rather interesting to see, if worrying for entirely different reasons.

Lelouch let out a heavy sigh as the doctors began to approach him. Not that he had any objections to receiving medical treatment, but the way they fussed over him did become rather tedious.

“Yes, yes. Let’s just get this over with, honestly, you’d think you people were my mother the way you carry on.” Lelouch said flatly as he was taken away by them. He could only hope he could get this over with quickly. Given everything that had happened this night the prince was looking forward to the incredible boredom that awaited him back at his desk. At least he was in little danger of his pen reaching up and smacking his head on a desk.

“Perhaps it would be wise for me to seek lessons in self-defence sometime…” Lelouch mused idly as he followed along with the doctor’s wishes. No doubt if they had been braver one would have made a remark about the prince’s… Somewhat lacking physique.

britannianknightkururu: summer-ofdreams: ((For those followers interested in Suzaku and Lelouch...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 19:08:47 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

summer-ofdreams:

((For those followers interested in Suzaku and Lelouch roleplaying blogs, it seems that two new, and rather active ones have been created based on the doujinshi KPP.

Lelouch: http://britannianprincelelouch.tumblr.com/

Suzaku: http://britannianknightkururu.tumblr.com/

For those of you interested in the doujin, simply google it. Really, there are so many translations. And I’d highly recommend checking it out if you haven’t!))

((…I think we’ve been noticed, Lulu. I’m, ah… going to go hide in my detective fiction library and pray that no one finds me. ~~I have absolutely zero confidence as Suzaku.~~

~~And Lulu, if you reply with that gif, you’re in trouble.~~))

(OOC:

Fame and fortune await, my dear! This is but the first step on the long ladder to victory!

~~Oh shush you, you’re doing perfectly fine as Suzaku. ‘Tis I that is the bad at this whole fare.~~

But, regardless, thank you for the promotion.)

britannianknightkururu: Lelouch’s reaction doesn’t surprise him, and Suzaku finds himself unable to...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 06:29:04 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

Lelouch’s reaction doesn’t surprise him, and Suzaku finds himself unable to stop the small smile that graced his features. He knew that tone, the overly formal and proper one, all to well. After all, he’d heard it a number of times before, though it had never failed to make him feel… happy. Happy that he meant enough to the prince to be deemed worthy of his concern.

“I’m alright, Sire,” he assures in a comforting voice. His expression and smile are tired, but present all the same. Unconsciously, he leans into the raven male’s hold and sighs in relief as the pressure on his middle is lessened. The difference is astounding and he wonders if he should have retrieved his sword before leaving the young noble’s office to make a makeshift cane. “…I’m happy that you’re worried about me.”

Not trusting himself to angle his weight properly at the moment, he turns his head to the side and brushes his lips over Lelouch’s shoulder. He would have much preferred the others cheek, but they were already standing outside the door of the medical wing and he knew better than to risk something that could be compromising.

“Have them look at you too.” The knight is barely able to hold himself up due to the loss of blood, yet it is still Lelouch which comes first in his mind. The prince he vowed to protect with everything; a sword and shield did not worry about itself first, after all. “I’ll be fine…”

“Of course I am concerned.” Lelouch spoke, continuing to look straight ahead as he spoke. He was focusing much more on getting Suzaku to the doctors than anything else right now. While it didn’t look as if the knight had been mortally wounded, the fact he was losing blood at such an alarming rate was still worthy of some measure of panic.

“Do not worry about me.” Lelouch spoke, finally looking over at the other male. “My wounds are minor. I will have them look at me, but your condition is much worse than mine and takes priority. I would be rather distraught if I were to lose my most trusted knight, after all.” The prince spoke offering the knight a small smile before helping him into the medical wing.

britannianknightkururu: “Don’t come too close…” Suzaku muttered as he took a half-step back. His...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 05:50:59 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“Don’t come too close…” Suzaku muttered as he took a half-step back. His expression was strained as he leaned against the doorway and tried to catch his breath. The bloodloss was making him dizzy, so dizzy, and just so damn tired. He knew better than to let himself fall asleep, that would only complicated the situation, but sleep seemed a better alternative to the pain. “I don’t… want to dirty your clothes. It might upset the other nobles if you end up messy.”

The knight took another step back and felt himself sway. He’d need to find one of the doctors soon; he knew that several medical staff members were constantly on-call here, but that didn’t make it any more comforting. Still, his own health didn’t matter right now. He looked down and noticed the small cuts lining the prince’s body and winced. “Y-you’re hurt…” His gaze fell, “I’m sorry, Sire… If I hadn’t left the room…”

“Well, the other nobles will have to be upset then.” Lelouch spoke, disregarding Suzaku’s complaints in favour of approaching him and looking more closely at the wound to his abdomen. While Lelouch’s knowledge of the medical field was limited at best, it certainly looked like the knight needed medical attention.

“Come along, Kururugi, we’d best seek medical attention. You’ve been wounded fighting valiantly to protect your prince, after all.” The prince spoke stepping towards Suzaku and putting the non-wounded arm around his shoulders to support the knight. “Let us go find one of the doctors. Fortunately we aren’t too far away from the medical area. I can help carry you that far at least, my wounds are simply superficial.” Lelouch spoke, taking on an overly formal. It was his means of dealing with the stress and panic presented to him at the moment.

Before moving on Lelouch looked over at Suzaku from the corner of his eyes and spoke quietly. “Don’t apologise, Suzaku. You can’t be with me every moment of everyday.” He spoke pointedly before helping to carry the brunette towards the medical area, with as much haste as possible. Despite trying to hide it as much as possible, the young Lelouch was quietly panicking about the other’s health.

britannianknightkururu: It had taken Suzaku longer to get to the kitchens than expected. His...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 05:20:06 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

It had taken Suzaku longer to get to the kitchens than expected. His wounds, though not life-threatening on their own, hindered his movement greatly. It was miracle enough that nothing vital had been cut or punctured, but the amount of blood he was losing would prove to be a problem if not stopped soon. Pain was making it difficult for his body to function properly, and for most of his walk through the kitchen, Suzaku was forced to use the wall for support, leaving a smeared trail of blood in his wake.

Finally, the brunette knight managed to reach the hidden entrance and he fumbled with the secret latch, stumbling forward as the door open. The room was dimly lit, and he was grateful for that. The brighter lights of the kitchens flooded inside, but he could only hope Lelouch was unable to see his injuries. He didn’t want to worry the prince; after all, it was the noble who was his top priority right now.

“Sire?” he called softly, wincing at how soft his voice sounded. Was he really hurt that badly? “I’m sorry it took me so long to get here, your highness. There was… a complication. The assassin has been eliminated; he fell from the window he entered. His chances of survival upon impact of the fall were impossible.”

Lelouch had entered something of a trance, waiting for Suzaku to appear and tell him that he had dealt with the assassin and that he was fine. But it seemed to be taking longer and longer, and his concern grew and grew with each passing second. However, once he heard the door open and saw the light flood in, he felt a wave of relief wash over him and he looked over towards the door, his eyes brightening.

“Ah, Suzaku, is that you?” He called out as he began walking over, but as soon as he heard the knight’s voice, he knew that something was wrong. It was weaker than it should have been, much quieter, softer. Lelouch’s mouth turned slowly into a frown as he approached the knight before going wide eyed in shock as he finally got close enough to see Suzaku’s wounds.

“W-what happened?! You’re bleeding!”

britannianknightkururu: “What…!?” Suzaku shook his head and tried to tighten his grip, “That’s now...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 04:46:40 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“What…!?” Suzaku shook his head and tried to tighten his grip, “That’s now how it’ll—” His words were cut off before he could finish as fire suddenly shot up and down his arm. He hadn’t seen the assassin’s movements in time and part of him was shocked that it had only been his arm that was stabbed. He gasped, barely registering the words of encouragement — could they be called that? — oblivious to the fact that his hand had let go, the nerves in his arm shot from the sudden addition of sharp metal.

The knight stumbled backward and crashed into Lelouch’s desk, sliding to the floor as he shuddered in pain, the hand of his clean arm instinctively pressing around the glass sticking out of his middle in an attempt to slow the bleeding. His breath hitched and he shut his eyes, waiting for the pain to dull enough to slow his dizziness. He didn’t need to look out the window to know what had happened to the assailant, and a small wave of regret washed over him.

Fortunately, it was quickly pushed aside by the knowledge of Lelouch waiting for him. The brunette knight still didn’t know if there were more assassins to try and attempt what their comrade had failed. Shuddering, Suzaku slowly made his way toward the door and opened it. His legs shook, but he didn’t let himself collapse. Droplets of blood marked his path down the hallway as he slowly made his way toward the kitchen, but he didn’t notice — he needed to get to Lelouch.

The assassin was fairly content as he fell. Considering how quickly the job went from routine to a complete cock up, the end was at least swift. He could at least be thankful for that much. Better to die swiftly than languish on for ages, he thought, right before landing with a sickening crack and crunch.

He died instantly upon landing on his head.

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Lelouch was finished picking the smaller shards of glass out of his skin now and fortunately had persuaded most of the wounds to stop bleeding, a couple persisted, but they were of little concern to him right now. his thoughts lingered on Suzaku and the assassin. It seemed to be taking a lot longer to fight the assassin off than he had thought it would take the young knight.

“Suzaku, you idiot… Get here quickly…” He spoke looking over towards the entrance to the room.

britannianknightkururu: “Don’t… talk like that,” Suzaku hissed, blinking back the reflexive tears...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 04:15:28 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

“Don’t… talk like that,” Suzaku hissed, blinking back the reflexive tears that had gathered in his eyes. Glass should not have hurt this badly. He was just pressed against it, wasn’t he? His vision blurred and he began trying to pull backward, maybe if he was just quick enough… “You didn’t succeed in your mission. If you… came to a deal and agreed to release the names of those you worked with, it’s possible that you could be released.”

By now, it was purely adrenaline that kept Suzaku going. Pain was something he should have been used to, but that didn’t make him immune to it. As he began to pull backward, he heard the sound of more glass breaking and instinctively jerked backward, thinking the window was giving out.

“Ngh…” The strength in his arm was quickly draining, his fingers loosening as he desperately tried to right himself to keep them both from falling. His middle suddenly felt very cold and very wet, but he didn’t care look down. He had to focus, he had to…

The knight was certainly a stubborn one, determined to try and save someone who had just tried to kill the prince from falling. How many would do that? Not a great deal, most likely. However, he didn’t believe the knight’s words. Releasing the names of those he worked with would only swiftly land himself as a target for all of them and their associates. And for attempting to assassinate royalty? Seemed he’d be lucky if he just got life in prison instead of outright executed. Neither of which seemed like great choices to the assassin. At least the fall here would be a swifter end than the likely scenarios that awaited him.

“I appreciate the effort, but I think we both know I’m not getting out of this one in a good way. I don’t like the idea of going into a cell, or facing my bosses after I give out their names for my chance at freedom. I’d rather die right here.” The man spoke pulling another dagger from his cloak. “You’ll go far as a knight.” He spoke before reaching up to stab the dagger into Suzaku’s arm at an ultimately harmless area, but hopefully painful enough to get him to release him.

britannianknightkururu: It had been on pure instinct that Suzaku had moved forward and attempted to...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 04:00:09 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

It had been on pure instinct that Suzaku had moved forward and attempted to grab the assassin’s hand. As a knight, his training had showed him how to protect and how to save lives rather than take them. It was always better for criminals to be taken in and judged before the proper courts, but there were times when lives would need to be chosen to prioritise and there still times when Suzaku slipped in that.

Though perhaps that was good; it showed that he was not merely a dog trained and programmed to take orders.

The brunette managed to wrap his hand around the wrist of the assailant, but the moment he’d done it, he knew it was a foolish thing to do. Immediately, he felt himself being pulled forward by the momentum of the other and dropped his sword in the effort of trying to find something to grab. The desk was already too far behind them and the assassin already halfway out the window.

Pain erupted in Suzaku’s abdomen as he slammed into what was left of the glass and doubled over, gripping the window-frame desperately with the hand no longer gripping his weapon. He gasped sharply and shut his eyes, trying to ignore whatever it was that was currently causing his lower nerves to scream in agony. “D-dammit…!”

His grip was slipping, he could feel the fabric of the other’s shirt starting to slide through his fingers. His body was forced to bend further and the pain increased, and by that point, he couldn’t tell if the pain had made him go numb or if he’d managed to adjust.

The assassin was unable to keep hold of his sword in the trip out the window and figured himself doomed before he was suddenly grabbed by the knight who had previously been his enemy. However, he could see easily that the knight was in a great deal of pain and on glass, so he would likely be dropped any moment. He quickly began search for something, anything that he could use to grab onto with his free hand. He began scratching at the wall with his free hand, hoping to find an opening big enough to get his hands or at least nails into.

Alas, it was to no avail, the wall before him offered him nothing to grab hold of and he saw no ledges beneath him, he could feel himself slipping through Suzaku’s hand and knew there was little hope for a rescue here. Not that it mattered much anyway to him now, were he to escape, he would only be killed by his employers for failure, and were the knight to save him he would probably be captured before he could flea the grounds, at which point he would only be executed.

The assassin found himself in an unwinnable situation, and looked up at the knight holding onto him. “Well, thanks for trying at least, pretty boy. Not many would of.”

britannianknightkururu: Something launched itself in his throat as Suzaku watched the assassin...

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 03:40:00 -0400

britannianknightkururu:

Something launched itself in his throat as Suzaku watched the assassin throw the dagger. Immediately, his body tensed and he moved forward, changing the grip on his sword in hopes of knocking it out of the air with a quick blow — if he couldn’t do that quickly enough, he’d throw himself in front of it. Fortunately, the sound of metal on wood met his ears rather than a strangled cry of pain.

That much was good… but now his back was to the assassin. Pivoting his feet against the marble flooring — as the only carpeting was under Lelouch’s desk — he angled his weight to his left leg and pushed with the right. Fortunately, his plan worked about half as well as he’d planned. His boots — not made for gripping the smooth flooring in such a manner — slide, throwing the brunette much faster than he’d expected.

With a cry of alarm, he felt himself slam into the other male, pushing them both backward toward the broken opening in the window. His grip on his sword had loosened, but he kept it gripped firmly and he tried to aim a blow to the man’s face as they fell backward.

Lelouch quickly made his way down the halls towards the kitchen, he had little time to waste, it was entirely possible the assassin would simply bypass Suzaku all together and give chase after him. He didn’t doubt Suzaku’s skills and knew he would probably win in combat, but he certainly wouldn’t be able to outrun the assassin given his lackluster physical fitness.

Once at the kitchen Lelouch quickly opened up the passage into the hidden chamber and slipped in before shutting the passage and finally getting a chance to collapse against the wall.

“Suzaku…” However his own safety only gave him more chance to worry about the knight who stayed behind.

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The assassin prepared to strike when the knight suddenly crashed into him and it swiftly became something like a tumbling mass of limbs. The assassin crashed against the wall below the window and narrowly avoided falling out before the blow came and then he did find himself start leaning out of the window and thrown off balence. The assassin began wildly flailing for anything which he was able to grab onto as he began tumbling through the window.