The windows were covered with warm steam while the snow was falling heavily outside, creating a winder wonderland. The temperature was deathly cold as Lelouch sat on a black leather sofa in his living room. The television was blaring with noises and words he couldn't be bothered to understand. His eyes were tired after the day of work and sleep was his best friend. With the lights dimly lighting up the room, and with the Christmas tree at the side, right by the window, the place seemed so warm.

With the scent of freshly baked cookies wafting from the kitchen to the living room. With everything perfectly in place. With the small fairy lights hanged up and decorating the cream walls. The house was the perfect place. A true home.

The wooden door slowly opened as a figure stepped into the living room. A large smile was on his face as he looked at his sleeping boyfriend who was peacefully and completely innocent lying on the sofa. Green eyes shined brightly as the person with those eyes quietly tip-toed to the sleeping beauty. And ever so gently, he breathed out the words:

"I love you."

Into his lover's ears. As if Lelouch heard something, he began muttering in his sleep and stretching around, his hair flopping over to the other side as Suzaku laughed quietly at the adorable sight. It was so tempting just to take a picture right there and then.

Their cat, Arthur, jumped to Lelouch's side and began pawing on his hair.

"Arthur," muttered Lelouch as he twisted over again before opening one of his eyes to confirm that it was the little baby cat that Suzaku found the other day.

"I'm so hurt that you wouldn't say my name first," joked Suzaku with a grin as he kissed Lelouch on his forehead.

"Your back," smiled Lelouch as he quickly tilted his head so that Suzaku would kiss him on his lips.

"Too soon?" Asked Suzaku as he flopped down onto the other end of the leather sofa.

"Never... It's just that I heard that the murders in Japan are getting more... Tense," muttered Lelouch with a bitter edge as he sat up-right. His eyes narrowing as Suzaku switched off the television with a press of a button.

"Yeah... But what are the chances of me going anyway? I'm only working in the police station in this small town... They won't bother," smiled Suzaku as Lelouch nodded his head.

"I guess." Was what Lelouh said before heading over to the kitchen.

The morning was dim. The lights were weak and the atmosphere was dead. The kitchen was freezing, with the window half opened, allowing the cold air to come in. Even Arthur didn't escape his make-shift cat bed, just lying there with his eyes closed was bliss for him. Especially since he could try to ignore the way his owners were acting.

"You said you wouldn't go!" Screamed Lelouch as tears streamed down his face, his eyes red as he gripped his trousers. With the dangerous items that were scattered around the kitchen, Suzaku didn't know what to do.

And so, taking in a deep breath, he calmly walked towards his boyfriend. "I didn't know they would pick me, I didn't plan to-"

"But you could have said no," interrupted Lelouch with a steely glare as he crossed his arms, "you could have said no and stayed here! You do know that you'll be gone for Christmas now?!"

"I'm sorry!" Apologized Suzaku as he tried to find a way to escape. True, he does love his boyfriend very, very much, but when he's angry, lord have mercy.

"Sorry?!" Repeated Lelouch bitterly as he calmed down a bit. "Sorry won't be enough Kururugi."

With that, Lelouch walked out of the kitchen swiftly, his face betraying nothing while muttering, "you better hurry up, your plane is leaving in an hour," and slamming the door, taking his own car keys with him.

Outside in the snowy wasteland, the starting of an engine was heard as Suzaku sighed and collected his bags. His eyes downcast as he numbly walked out of the door and locked it.

Maybe Lelouch would forgive him in a week's time. And then when Suzaku would come back, they'd be all happy together again, right?

But with the car driving away at a dangerous speed on the icy road, Suzaku didn't feel too sure.

Voice messages

"Hey Lelouch, it's me, Suzaku. I just wanted to know why you didn't pick up my calls... Are you still mad? I'm sorry, I really am! ... Please call me back soon." - Date: 18th of December, year 2020

"Lelouch, this isn't funny! I've already called you 30 times or so this week, are you ignoring me? Please just call me back, even if your just gonna shout at me." - Date: 23th of December, year 2020

"Lelouch! Listen here, it's been 2 weeks since then! I'm going to be coming back soon, only 2 weeks left! Can you please reply to me? Lelouch, are you there?" - Date: 1st of January, year 2021

"Lelouch, I love you... I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry. Just please... I want to hear your voice again." - Date: 2nd of January, year 2021

"Why won't you answer?! I called Nunnally and she says that you won't even talk to her! Why are you ignoring us?!" - Date: 5th of January, year 2021

"Lelouch, come on, it's been so long, just please?!" - Date: 7thof January, year 2021

"Nunnally misses you... So do I... Lelouch, what happened to you?" - Date: 9th of January, year 2021

"Lelouch I'm coming home now. I'll see you soon... It may be too late, but Merry Christmas... I love you." - Date: 11th of January, year 2021

The weather was still dim, with the sun hidden behind the clouds. The cities in Britannia were busy, fussing over the newest trends. People were talking happily with each other, everyone sharing stories about their holidays. The lights were on and even with the dull weather, everyone was quite cheery. All excited for next year's Christmas.

All but one.

In a massive ivory mansion, through all the mazes of hall ways, one person was locked in his giant room. His eyes closed blissfully with an infusion pump by the right hand side of his metal bed.

He looked like a doll. With the pale skin and the jet black hair. He didn't move either, motionless. But there was one flaw. And that flaw was the massive scar that was etched onto his chest. The reminder of the incident that took away everything from him.

Gentle knocking was heard as a maid walked into the room quietly. Placing down a bottle of liquid on the table by the window. Her body was tensed as she walked by the comatose man. Her eyes never leaving the ground.

"The master and mistress wishes that you'd feel better soon," she muttered before closing the door and walking away silently.

So this is going to be the fanfiction that I'm going to focus on during 2015 :3 Thank you everyone for voting and I hope you all have a Merry Christmas! :D I own nothing though...

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I want a Lulu and Suza doll so badly for my Christmas present... Please tell me I'm not the only one e.e