Hi! Hunter here! We all know that Lelouch is an epic badass, so I had to make a story for him! But it might just ruin his badass image. To those who do not like boyxboy, I would leave this instant. Hope you like it!

~Hunter

I shivered uncontrollably in the pitch-black and freezing closet, the shackles on my hands and feet clanking and the whip wounds on my back and ass still fresh and stinging like crazy. Not too long ago, I had another session with a man named Geros. We had sex. Well, more like I gave him a blow-job, he fucked me until I bled, then while he was "riding" me, he whipped me. Just another Tuesday.

Knocks on a door shook my out of my thoughts and I sat upright. Footsteps sounded outside and, from what I can hear, the door to the outside opened.

"He's going already?" Geros whines.

"Yes," my traffic agent answers. "You have used up all your time with Mr. Lamperouge. It's time for him to come back."

"Ugh, fine," Geros whines. I hear more footsteps and the door to the closet opens. I squint against the light as Geros grabs me. "It's time to leave, my little blow-job raven."

I inwardly roll my eyes as he takes the shackles off. When he takes the gag off, some saliva trails from my mouth. Unable to wipe it away, I leave it and lean closer to him. "Maybe we can do this again sometime. Your cock was the biggest I've seen, and it certainly felt amazing inside me," I whisper, cupping his genitals in my hand through his pants. He shudders.

As I walk away from him, I feel like I'm going to throw up. I hate having to do this. It's so disgusting. But it's the only thing I can do. If I don't, they'll hurt Nunnally.

"Lelouch!"

I hear the scream of my little sister as she's taken away by the traffic agent.

"WAIT! I'LL DO EVERYTHING FOR HER! JUST LET MY SISTER GO!" I yell.

"But you're a guy," the man answers plainly back.

"I don't care! If you let Nunnally go, I'll do anything for you! Just let her go," I plead.

He seems to think about it, before looking my right in the eye. "Do you promise?"

"Yes! Just let me take her to somewhere I know she'll be safe!" I yell, hope sparking within me.

"...Very well."

He lets go of my sister and she runs over to me. "Oh Lelouch!"

"It's okay. I'm going to take you back now," I say quietly.

"Where?" she asks.

"You're going back to the Pentagon," I answer.

"To brother and sister?"

"Yes."

She pulls back and looks at me sadly, tears streaming from those soft purple eyes. "But you're not coming?"

"No," I answer.

"B-But why?!"

"Brother has to stay here," I whisper, picking her up in my arms. I take her to the black car with the tinted windows and hop inside. The agent gets in the driver seat and we take off immediately.

"Why did we ever leave?" Nunnally asks.

"Mother was killed, remember?" I say softly, tears threatening to spill over my eyes.

"We still could've stayed."

"You're right. We could have," I agree.

After an hour, we make it to the castle and I leave a drowsy Nunnally in front of the Pentagon doors. After I pound on the door with my fist, I run back into the are and we drive off. Just before the car turns a corner, I see the large doors open and my siblings run out to greet her.

"Remember, if you do anything to escape, we will hurt her," the agent says.

I turn back and sit down, sighing. "I know. I expected as much."

That is the reason I stay. I know it's stupid, but it's all I can do to keep her safe. These people have ways of hurting me and Nunnally, even if we're under strict surveillance and/or security. The agent shoves me out of the room and quickly into the car. When he gets in, he throws a pile of clothes at me through the opened bullet-proof window.

"Here. Put these on," he orders.

I look through them and see a tight black under-shirt with long sleeves, an orange-red vest, some briefs, and skinny jeans. It's awkward in the small space I have to work in, but I manage to get the clothes on right. They fit surprisingly well, and they're pretty comfortable, so I'm happy. Well, not really happy, but fine. Suddenly, the car swerves to the right and starts to make noises.

"What the hell? Knightmares?!" the agent exclaims.

A bang comes from above and the car tire pops, leaning us to the side and sending it tumbling. The car spins around and around, giving me bruises and opening my old wounds. The agent falls out and gets crushed under the weight of the car. I scream in pain, but am cut off as my head hits the ceiling and I black out.

Suzaku POV

"Anya! Gino! We got em'!" I yell.

"Woo! Damn human traffickers!" Gino yells.

"Wait, my radar's picking up something," Anya says blankly.

I look down towards the wreckage and see a hand sticking out of the window. The agent's body fell out before, so that means...

"Oh shit."

We all race down towards the broken car and hop out of our knightmares. I bolt to the body with super-human speed and pull it out the window. My eyes widen with surprise when I see a guy about my age with raven black hair. He groans and I pick him up princess-style. Gino and Anya run up beside me as I turn around.

"Is he dead?" Gino asks.

"No. Just unconscious and bleeding. We need to get him back quick," I answer. We all stay there, silent, until Gino finally breaks the silence with the question we've all been thinking.

"Who's knightmare is he gonna ride in?"

Lelouch POV

I groan and open my eyes to a blurry world. There's obviously voices, but I don't feel like listening. Right now, I just want to sleep. But my pain doesn't let me, so I blink a few times. Things begin to come into focus, and I notice the sky is gone, replaced by a sterile white ceiling. After blinking my eyes a little more, I see a face to my right. A boy around my age with curly brown hair a bright green eyes is staring forward with a determined look on his face. Suddenly, he opens his eyes and sighs.

"Thank goodness," he says, relieved.

"U-um... What?" I stutter.

"Hello there," the brunette smiles. "My name's Suzaku Kururugi. What's your name?

"L-Lelouch. Lelouch Lamperouge," I tell him my fake name.

"Well, Lelouch, you were out for three days."

"T-Three days?"

"Yup. You hit your head pretty hard in that crash.

"Where am I?"

"My house. Now, onto the important stuff," Suzaku avoids that question."Do you have any family?"

"Family..." I murmur. "I have two brothers and three sisters," I answer blankly.

"You do? Can you contact them?"

I shake my head and lay back down on the comfortable bed. "Nope."

Suzaku sighs and gets up, when I realize he's wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. My face gets hot and I turn onto my side, away from him. Suzaku clangs a few things around, then I hear him walk back. My heart leaps when he lays down on the bed.

"Well, good night," Suzaku breathes out.

"Uh, yeah," I whisper. "Goodnight..."

Short and rushed! Just like all of my stories! God, I hate my habits... Oh well, I guess. Please review or whatever, and I need an idea of where exactly Suzaku should live. Thank you!