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When; Afternoon
Rating; PG
Characters; Kururugi Suzaku (

requisitely) and Kinomoto Sakura (

bealright)
Summary; Sakura takes Suzaku as an observer into the past to discover the truth for himself.
Log;

Xanadu was truly an amazing place. Even with the lingering days of summer fading into the golden-red leaves of autumn, the cherry blossom tree stood there as though enclosed in its own world of spring. She had let her magical intuition guide her to this place, closing her eyes in hopes that it would take her some place powerful enough to use as a magical anchor. And there it was, towering as it swayed lightly in the passing wind.

"Hoeee, it's so big..."

It would be perfect.

[[ooc: Assume that Suzaku is following her? 8D]]

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It was exactly what he pictured in his mind when he opened up his eyes again. He stared longingly after Euphemia. The way the wind played with her hair, her kind smile and gentle eyes, he would never be able to see her like this again so he drank in her sight and engraved it into his mind.

"That’s her… " Suzaku said, after a moment and he remembered Sakura was with him. "Euphemia… my Princess." Zero came into view and he had led Euphemia to chat in private. "Zero." He set a firm, grim line with his mouth and he could feel his eyes narrow to a glare at the caped man, he nodded towards them. "I want to follow them, her,… and find out what happened." He wasn’t sure if he mumbled the last part for himself to hear or for his companion’s benefit.

ooc; kees~ :D

Beautiful was the only way to describe the woman. She reminded Sakura of the princesses in storybooks, benevolent, fair, and perfect in their world of fantasy. Yet, this was the real think. Here was a true princess and...her knight, Suzaku.

"Go after her," she urged, her stare meeting with that of Suzaku's.

He nodded silently and fell in step with Euphemia as Lelouch guided her into a closed room. All throughout the conversation Suzaku stayed close and attentive, regardless of what might have been happening outside. He didn't even check if Sakura had followed from behind.

It was as he had feared. Lelouch had revealed himself and uttered the horrible command, whether in jest or negligence Suzaku had no way of knowing. All he could see was the way Euphemia's manner suddenly changed and how she suddenly exited and did as she was told. A massacre would begin.

He turned and faced Lelouch in anger, "DO SOMETHING! FIX IT, TAKE IT BACK!" Suzaku found himself yelling that over and over again to Lelouch but his words fell on deaf ears. So instead, he ran out to find his princess, "Stop... you don't have to do this. I know you can fight this, Euphie!" For a scarce few moments he could almost see her eyes clear up in coherence but as soon as he reached out to touch her they fogged up again. His hand went right through her as if he were a spirit.

All he could hear again were the screams and the systematic fires from machine guns.

"No...!" He covered his ears and shrank down to his knees. Witnesses the horror again was painful, in less than another twenty minutes he would lose Euphie again. It was all too much.

[ooc; your choice!]

"...Suzaku-san?"

Her voice came out as mere whisper, eyes large as he dashed out of the room. What had Lelouch done to Suzaku's princess? It wasn't magic--she would have sensed it, yet he had done something to change the woman's demeanor. And the words he had spoken...surely she wasn't going to kill the Japanese people? She couldn't right..?

Sakura felt her own hands trembling, panic at the thought murder. She had to calm down for now, someone needed to go out there and find Suzaku, and so she did.

He was on his knees when Sakura found him, and upon instinct she rushed toward the older boy. She didn't know what to do--what could she say? "Everything will be all right." ? That was her motto, her outlook on the world, yet could she promise such a thing? Instead, Sakura chose her words carefully while she reached out to Suzaku.

"I'm sorry, Suzaku. I-I'm so sorry, please--I'm so sorry."

Small hands clung to his shoulders, her cheek pressed against his own as she hoped that somehow these simple actions would comfort the distraught boy.

Suzaku allowed the girl to pull him into a comforted position and he simply rested against her. Her soft voice comforted him a little, though it still couldn’t drown out the resounding pain from those that surrounded them.

"It’s not your fault…" He finally croaked out, "I wanted to see this… so, I must see it to the end."

Slowly, Suzaku stood up, with one hand still clasping Sakura’s. He turned to her and hesitated before whispering, "…come with me?" It was wrong, he shouldn’t have her see any more than she needed to, the stadium was already soaking with blood and bodies but he needed someone there with him, someone soft and kind to remind him that this wasn’t another nightmare he was dreaming.

She nodded slightly, pressing back a nervous gulp while softly squeezing Suzaku's hand in assurance. In all honesty, she didn't want to see whatever tragedy was awaiting them. In her 10 years, Sakura had only a mere notion of death, created by movies and television shows that she had only by chance happened to watch.

"Just remember I'm here beside you," her voice, though just a whisper, was reassuring in it's own away.

They trailed behind Euphemia, watching the usually gentle girl kill in silent horror. The glazed expression, the unfocused eyes… Suzaku unconsciously tightened his grip on Sakura’s hand, perhaps a little too tightly without realizing it.

And then, it happened.

He did shoot her, without pause or any words spoken. "ZERO!!" Suzaku ran out to catch Euphemia before she fell but she went right through his arms.

"…Euphemia. No…"

Sakura quickly clasped a hand over her mouth as a strangled shriek forced its way from her throat. So this was death---this massacre, bodies strewn across an amphitheater like disregarded sacks. Sakura could see them suffering, calling out for this "hero" of theirs, but she knew it was fruitless to try and comfort them.

Quickly, her head turned to stare at Suzaku as he broke his grip. She would have run after him immediately, if it was not for her knees that ceased to shake.

"...S-suzaku, do you want to go back?"

It took a few minutes before Suzaku’s mind could register what Sakura said. Go back? Yes, he wanted to get away from it, even though he told himself to be strong, he couldn’t handle seeing her die again. It was much too painful.

He took Sakura’s hand again, gently this time and nodded. "I think I’ve seen enough."

"A-alright," she also nodded, hastily calling back The Return so to quickly remove this scene of bloodshed from her sight. But even if she couldn't see it with her eyes, Sakura would not soon forget the images stuck in her head.

The past soon faded back to the present, and she felt her legs give way as the returned beneath the cherry blossom tree.

He sank down to his feet and leaned his back against the tree’s trunk, an arm over his eyes to stop his tears from showing. It was all much more terrible up close. He had to take a few strong, labored breaths before he was calm enough to lower his arm.

"T-Thank you, Sakura. Thank you for letting me see the truth." Suzaku bowed his head politely to her. He didn’t know what he could do to repay her for the favour, but he was in her debt now. If there was ever anything she needed, all she need do was ask.

For now, he had to focus on Lelouch and what to do with him.

She pushed herself from the ground, wobbling ever so slightly while regaining balance.

"No need to thank me, Suzaku-san."

Sakura approached the older boy gingerly, deciding whether or not it would be better to leave him alone in this state. Finally making her decision, she went down upon her knees. Closing her eyes, Sakura leaned forward, pressing her face against the other as she spoke.

"You don't have to hide your tears, Suzaku. She...she was your precious person. You have every right to cry," pausing, she found her own tears on her cheeks, "I--I was glad to help. Even if I can't do much, I want to help heal that part of Suzaku-san that hurts."

And with those words, she let herself once again pull the other into an embrace.

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