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Warning: Angst, Suicide, and Yaoi in this chapter.
The Will To Die
Lelouch stared down at the needle, the bottle of Morphine, and Suzaku's knife on the Schneizel's bed.
Lelouch has been held their after Suzaku attempted to kill him during 'Zero's Requiem'. He was healed and a patch was put over one eye. After fully healed Lelouch was released and brought to this room to await the punishment.
Slowly filling the needle with the clear liquid of the Morphine. Holding out the pale, fragile arm of his, Lelouch put the tip to the clearly visible blue vain. Pushing down on the needle until he could feel it beak into the vain, and pushed down on the plunger until the needle was empty. Now, Lelouch waited until the Morphine took affect.
Gradually the Morphine kicked in and he began to lose a feeling. Silent tears trailed down his pale face from his lifeless amethyst eyes. Lelouch could not handle the pain of losing Suzaku, his first and only love, Rolo, and Shirley. The betrayal of his mother, Nunnally, the Black Knights, his family, and friends. More tears slipped down his face the memories surfaced and the bottled upped emotions let lose.
With a quivering hand, Lelouch picked up the knife. Bring it to his delicate arm; he slid it lengthwise down his arm. Pushing deep enough so he hit a least four veins, and at most one important one.
Blood quickly welled up, and rolled down his arm and onto the white sheets staining them red. Feeling light headed despite the Morphine. Falling face forward on to the bloody sheets, Lelouch turned his head to the side facing the door.
Although Lelouch couldn't feel it, because of he major blood loss and drugged induced state, the bed sunk next to his waist. C.C. watched miserably as life slipped from the boy. Bringing her hand up and ran it through his raven colored hair.
"Lelouche… you have so much more to live for. Remember our contract? Your love for the 'eleven'? Bring about a more peaceful world?" C.C muttered to the dyeing boy. "I can't let you die just yet."
There's so much life I've left to live And this fire's burning still When I watch you look at me I think I could find the will
Vatalini · Wed Mar 10, 2010 @ 01:57am · 0 Comments |