[blurb] spectrums. [Code Geass]

[rex_sun]

1. I have been writing more lately. Except that I keep skipping from project to project and so there isn't much to show for it.
2. I said that Naruto didn't make me cry. The latest chapter proved me WRONG WRONG WRONG. Even though the translation I read was clunky as hell. I bawled.
3. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELARIELF.

re: #3:  Here is a teensy little snippet of the fic Elarielf wanted for her birthday: spectrums.
--> 3.A. It's long so I didn't get the entire fic done in time.
--> 3.B. So far it is a lot less porny than the rest of the series, and so this blurb at least is posted here.
--> 3.C. I'm considering editting the porn out of WHITE! and combining it with spectrums. and posting the whole thing as an extremely long oneshot on this, my main journal.

re: #3.C.: There are a few problems with this.
--> C.I. Is it really an Incubus story without the porn?
--> C.II. Does it really work as a oneshot if the beginning of the story is WHITE!'s beginning?
--> C.III. Should I be spending so much time on a piece that would work better as porn anyway?


...and now, without further ado-- and sorry for taking up your time-- here is the snippet, which is so not worth all the blabbering you just had to read:

The first unfortunate thing in the long list that Suzaku notices upon entering the establishment is the smell.

He's never had the misfortune to smell anything of the sort before and so it is very hard to place. It is something laced with spice that burns his nostrils and something sweet that makes his throat close up and something bitter that rests on his tongue. Suzaku fights the strangest urge to open his mouth wide. The smell makes him feel dangerously light-headed, and he wonders if maybe it isn't a drug meant to incapacitate him.

Well. If it is, then at least he will have an excuse to give the demon haunting his back.

C.C. sits first, cross-legged and perched atop a stool behind the large, rough butcher's table that takes up most of the length of the first room. The walls are painted darkly and the windows dirty with grime. The little place looks hardly lived in at all. Behind C.C. is a doorway into a darkened area veiled thinly by gauzy door-hangings. Suzaku guesses he was expecting to find toads and cats and slimy things in jars and maybe a bunch of pillows and rich fabrics and illegal paraphenalia when he went to visit 'the witch', as Lelouch simply mentioned her as.

C.C. does not gesture or point or speak, just looks at Suzaku with the slightest of smiles. He hesitates, wishing she would be a little more inviting, and eventually helps himself to the plush armchair on the other side of the table.

The second unfortunate thing in the long list that Suzaku notices is that the air around this chair is inexplicably freezing cold. To test it, Suzaku reaches out his hand and slides the pictures across the table, leaning forward. As he leans forward, his head and arm grow warm again, and when he pulls back, again they are cold. He swallows around the sickly sweet lump in his throat.

C.C. picks up the pictures and looks between them all, smiling in a way that could be fondly if it weren't also so cold. It's an incredibly alien expression-- Suzaku didn't know people could be coldly fond.

Clearing his throat once more, he begins, "Do you know these people?"

"Yes," C.C. answers, straight-forward and yet entirely unhelpful.

"Their names are?"

"Lelouch," she says, picking up his picture. Then she lays that one down and slowly picks up the next. "Nunnally." She puts it down, picks up the next. "Clovis." Puts it down.

"How do you know them?"

C.C.'s lips twitch as if she was going to smile more widely or maybe even laugh. Suzaku doesn't see what's so funny when she says, "I helped Lelouch to sell his soul. How do you know him?"

The third unfortunate thing in the long list that Suzaku notices is that C.C. knows exactly how Suzaku knows Lelouch.

Comments

SQUEEE!!!

[elarielf.livejournal.com]

There has been a C.C.-shaped hole in my life. Knowing that she's the one who helped turn Lelouch into an Incubus makes so much sense!

I now have even more questions, like did Lelouch go to her when Suzkau banished him? Is she related to Euphemia's sister's disappearence and whatever's bothering Lelouch so much (and are those two things the same thing)? What is Suzaku's role, other than food?

This is a lovely snippit, even without the porn (...I guess :p) and I am really looking forward to seeing the end result!

(Also I know the pain of writing tons without finishing anything to make me feel validated or accomplished. The plus side is that eventually you have a ton of stuff all completed at once! ...and then a dearth of ideas. ;) or maybe that's just me.)

Re: SQUEEE!!!

[rex-sun.livejournal.com]

Argh I want to give you all the answers right away but I guess you're just gonna have to wait! XD

Moar porn you say? MOAR PORN~



...UNLESS YOU WOULDNT LIKE MAJOR SPOILERS!
In which case don't read le below~



Even at the point of entrance Suzaku is still wondering if this is anywhere close to love. Could it possibly be love under the circumstances? Can a man love someone he used up, threw aside, and picked up again later? Can hate ever give way to love? Can a sinner ever even reach that lofty, undescribable something called love?

But he does love that fine wet sheen on Lelouch's lips, those wide unseeing eyes, the way he trembles with his whole body and turns red in splotches. Loves the way each gentle rock makes him sigh. Because it's-- well. Lelouch's best approximation of human. It's beautiful.

And then suddenly Lelouch's eyes glisten with tears and he squeezes them shut to hide his shame. "It's okay" Suzaku says, and he kisses damp lashes. Blunt fingernails dig into his back. Suzaku runs fingers through Lelouch's hair and gently grips where the horns once were.

Suzaku whispers: "I love you" because he's confident he can make it true.

And Lelouch just moans a little mantra of "Good, it feels good... I didn't know it felt so good... Good, good..."

Suzaku feels so fond he could cry.

Re: SQUEEE!!!

[elarielf.livejournal.com]

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I love this. It touches on so much that is so easy to overlook . Even in the earlier chapters - Red and much of Black - Suzaku's infatuation and appreciation is very much presented as a factor of getting/having something he enjoys. Even his possessiveness isn't really a loving one.

And the thought of falling in love with a demon... well, that's just a bad idea, isn't it? Except... is it? ;)

I'm very eager to find out how they get to this point from where White left off. XD

[shirogiku.livejournal.com]

Very atmospheric and eerie.

The freezing chair is an intgeresting detail

C.C. picks up the pictures and looks between them all, smiling in a way that could be fondly if it weren't also so cold. It's an incredibly alien expression-- Suzaku didn't know people could be coldly fond. -> I particularly <3 these two lines.

This C.C. is *really* a witch.

[rex-sun.livejournal.com]

Lol Shiro forgive me. I'm making a gift fic out of your incubus verse. XD SOOOOO Thanks as always for lettin me play with it!

[shirogiku.livejournal.com]

What, no, I'd been hoping you'd go back to Spectrums and it's a good verse for giftfics)))

Also, at this point it's more of your own verse than anything else because of all the new and different backstory you're creating.

I especially like that you adress (in that other snippet) the question of if it even could be love what Suzaku has with the demon and his awareness of sin in his actions. I didn't feel like bringing it up and it's an poignant angle.