rakuen | Drinking tea (Attn Shoryu)

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Drinking tea (Attn Shoryu)

Characters: Suzaku Kururugi and Shoryu
Format: Prose
This log is: Closed
Location: Black Dorm common room
Summary: On the evening of rest day Suzaku gets recruited for microwave fixing
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Suzaku was the only one in the Black Halls common room, which wasn't surprising since everyone seemed to be doing homework elsewhere. But it was Japanese and Suzaku hated that class, the teacher had made him sit with those who were learning basic Japanese and there was no point because it didn't matter how much he tried he couldn't learn it. His head just filled with fuzziness and he couldn't even think properly. Every time he saw or heard a word he would forget it and the constant memory loss made him feel sick.

So he didn't go, it was the only class he skipped and so he didn't have the homework and so was sat in the common room of his dorm building drinking a cup of tea. He was planning and going to train after this but for the moment he was enjoying the quiet.

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Shōryū paused, and then granted Suzaku a faint, but grateful smile. It was a work of art, if he did say so himself, one perfected over centuries. He turned to face the young man fully.

"That would be a great help," he said, with a dip of his head that would have made his ministers faint. "If you are sure..." he waited for Suzaku's nod, "Then I'll protect and work with you for this round. For Enki's sake."

Suzaku gave another polite bow, "And I'll serve you while I am your weapon," there was no formula for things for weapons to say back after the vow but it was strange to remain silent. He gave a small smile glad that he had managed to help Enki in some small way.

Enki wasn't sure why it had been a bad idea to let Shōryū slink away before he'd been finished with dinner to check out the dorm. There was some reason, but he'd forgotten what.

And why did the Black Dorm smell of smoke?

... What was that idiot doing now?

Heaving a sigh, Enki trotted towards the smell and came upon the open door to the kitchenette. What was Shōryū doing in here, anyway? It wasn't as if the man could cook worth a spit! Enki saw Suzaku first and blinked. Had Shōryū managed to manipulate Suzaku into cooking something for him, or what?

"Suzaku, I hope you didn't let him trick you into cooking for him... The man's notoriously bad at saying 'thank you'. And Shōryū, what'd you do no---" And he blinked, feeling slightly dazed as he stared at the pony-tailed Shōryū behind Suzaku. That wasn't... Right. That was why it had been a ba---

Enki got no further as he slid down on his knees, but he managed to keep from a full prostration this time, locking his elbows as his palms met the floor.

How could anyone think this had been an appropriate memory to take?! He had better things to do than follow Shōryū around like a lost puppy to avoid this annoying and embarassing 'here, have a revelation each time you see your king because your kirin nature is flipping out at having that knowledge taken from you!'.

"If I didn't know you actually have done some of the work to get the kingdom where it is today, I'd be tempted to incite rebellion myself..." Enki grumbled as he finally managed to stand up, crossing his arms in annoyance.

Not that he could, even if he'd wanted to (which he didn't. All that trouble to get where they were, he would hardly be the one to undo it!). Shōryū was the King of En, and there simply was no other person more fit enough for that position. To the eternal grief and annoyance of everybody around him.

"Then we're making progress, I'd say," Shoryu has missed Enki's actual entrance, but he'd recognise the grumbling anywhere. Even the angry intake of breath. The kirin had stood up by the time he turned back to them, bag of popcorn successfully rescued and bland smile in place. "Enki, apparently you know Suzaku already."

It wasn't unwelcome news, but he knew the kirin's tendency to complain about him to any willing - or unwilling - ear. Some damage would inevitably have heen done.

Suzaku however had not missed the enterence, he had looked up at the footsteps and watched in quiet horror as the man toppled to his knees looking annoyed, "Enki!" Suzaku blinked as the man stood up and he turned to look at Shōryū again. Why had Enki knelt? Suzaku watched the man carefully as he spoke and his eyes widened further.

From what Enki had told him earlier it had seemed like Shōryū was an adviser to the king, but now with Enki bowing, or half bowing, his annoyance and his words. You couldn't incite rebellion over someone not in power...

Suzaku stepped closer to Enki and away from Shōryū his eyes widening further. "You're Enki's king?"

It couldn't be, Enki's king had sounded awful and Shōryū had told him he didn't want to use Enki's weapon because Enki didn't like fighting... unless he was lying...

Rolling his eyes, Enki nodded and walked further into the room, peering at the bag in Shōryū's hands. Was that popcorn?

"He is, even if he tries to act like he ain't, more than half the time." Oh right, he hadn't actually told Suzaku... and Shōryū already knew, or half-knew, at any rate, considering he'd failed to keep his fool mouth shut earlier.

"One of the memories they've taken..." Enki gave Shōryū a stare from out of the corner of his eyes. If he actually said it out-loud, Shōryū would really know. But Suzaku would be confused about their earlier conversation if he didn't... With a long-suffering sigh and a decision that it surely couldn't be as bad as it seemed from here, Enki forged ahead.

"They took the memory of who I chose as King of En. It makes it very annoying now that he's here and he decides to disappear on me," Enki said and gave Shōryū yet another glare for good measure.
"Er, the whole forgetting thing makes me have the revelation each time I see him now, that he is the King." Enki wasn't sure Suzaku would understand what it meant, but...

And Shōryū, he noticed, had already changed into the uniform. Well, it didn't really surprise Enki, but no one would see him in that uniform for as long as he could help it.

Ah, that was almost exactly the reaction he'd expected. That sped things up. Shōryū raised an eyebrow at Enki, both for the admission of weakness and the apparent anti-Shōryū propaganda he'd been spreading.

"I'll ask someone to follow you around, perhaps," he opened the popcorn with a neat tear along the top of the bag, and went back over to the counter as though he wasn't being given a look of angry surprise from a teenage boy. "They could catch you before you fell."

And then Suzaku received his attention, and he nodded assent. "Yes, I'm... his king," he repeated the possessive a little whimsically, then turned back towards Enki. "What have you been saying about me, anyway?"

He'd forgotten who the king was? Well that must have been inconvienient, was there another Shōryū then? Or were they the same person and Enki was just thinking of Shōryū as his friend and as his king as two different people.

He had no idea what 'the revelation' was, and Suzaku followed the conversation slightly confused. If Shōryū was the king then he might make Enki fight, so it was a good thing Suzaku had agreed to be his weapon even if he didn't want to work with someone who would make someone who hated violence too much fight. But as Shōryū's weapon he might be able to convince him to use his weapon all the time and leave Enki alone.

Maybe, probably not, Shōryū was a king and king's did what they wanted most of the time. He stepped closer to Enki giving him a small smile.

Considering the looks Suzaku was shooting him, Enki had the distinct feeling that something had been misunderstood. Maybe he shouldn't have been shooting his mouth off as usual when he couldn't even remember who the king was? But no, that wasn't it, because...

"Hey, I didn't say anything but the usual. You are a lazy jerk, after all!" Enki rolled his eyes, but kept his voice lighter than usual and tossed Suzaku and slightly confused smile back, before he walked up to the counter and jumped up on it. It was a bit cramped due to the cupboards above, but hey. He'd make do. Especially since Shōryū was standing by it, and... well, he wasn't gonna admit it out loud, but yeah. Right now, his presence soothed more than usual.

"Why're you making popcorn, anyway?"

"Oi, is that something you want to say when I've only just arrived? People will only get the wrong idea."

The objection was just as light; he was perfectly happy to run 'damage control' as far as Suzaku's opinion of them was concerned, if Enki wanted to try and climb back out of the hole he'd dug himself into. When the kirin was established on the side, he deposited the bag of popcorn into his lap with no particular explanation other than, "It was easier," and turned back to smile wryly at Suzaku.

"Thank you for looking after my... hm. Incorrigible kirin."

Suzaku blinked in confusion. Enki seemed happy enough despite the fact Suzaku had thought that Enki's king was not a nice person and forced Enki to fight. He blinked at the two of them, Enki's behaviour reminded him of CC and he thought again about the possibility that Enki was a code giver, that would make Shōryū a Geass users and that could be dangerous.

"Er, I didn't really look after him..." He looked at the two of them feeling awkward.

Right, this was getting stupid. What had he said? Thinking back on the conversation, Enki tried to think as munched on the popcorn, but nothing jumped out at him. He'd just been explaining what kings may do...

"We had a conversation... One of the books had a picture of a riboku." Enki then looked to Suzaku with a frown. "What did I say, back then? I mean, sure I couldn't remember it was this particular idiot I was talking about, but something must've jumped out." A pause to scratch his head with the hand not used to scoop up popcorn.

"He may be annoying, but he's hardly horrible."

And that was as close as he'd get within earshot of you, Shōryū, to compliment you. Kind of.

"How kind of you," Shōryū gave him a smile wide enough that it was as though Enki had just praised him to the heavens, and batted the kirin's hand aside so he could take a handful of popcorn himself. Suzaku had apparently shifted from righteous anger to blank confusion, which was at least a safer state for all involved, if a less amusing one.

"You don't happen to know anyone else looking for a partner?"

Suzaku was even more confused, but at Enki's words it occured to him that maybe Enki was trying not to let Shōryū know what he had said. From the tone; Enki was being very informal and so was the king it sounded like he was trying to be light-hearted and so Suzaku decided to play along.

After all, the last thing he wanted to do was get Enki into trouble. "He said nothing bad," he agreed with Enki with a small smile and then turned thoughtful as he thought about Shōryū's question.

"Some of my friends might, I don't know which of them will have found Player's already. I could ask around..."

He hadn't seen any of Sora's princesses on the player list so maybe she would need someone, then again she had a lot of friends so it was likely she knew most the players anyways.

Lelouch maybe, he would probably still need to find a player, and perhaps Euphemia, though Suzaku didn't want her to be used as a weapon.

He wondered vaguely why he was wondering which of his friends could also become weapons to this king when he knew that this king was not a nice person. But he supposed the more usable weapons Shōryū had the less chance Enki had of having to be used as a weapon.

Sometimes, humans were confusing. He couldn't try to fix this unless Suzaku actually said what it was he'd taken such an averse reaction to.

Glacing at Shōryū, he knew he'd get no help from that direction, because he'd just take amusement from Suzaku's annoyance and anger.

"It's preferable to have a Player, from what I gather," he mused, after demolishing his stolen popcorn. The boy looked torn; clearly he knew several but didn't want to reveal them too early. "If you have anyone you'd like to help, I'll gladly vow with them for you. I don't intend to fight more than necessary..."

He looked at Enki sidelong. The kirin would probably mistake his intentions deliberately, but five centuries was enough that he might work out that Shōryū intended to keep a low, friendly profile on campus until he knew enough to make an overt move.

Suzaku nodded, Shōryū was right, it was preferable to have a player then not and if Euphemia and Nunnally were with him then he could protect them. "I'll ask them, they might have already found players."

He glanced back at Enki and then to Shōryū again, "So I guess you arrived this morning?" Unless he had been here as long as Enki and Enki just hadn't remembered, but surely Enki would have remembered if Shōryū was here even if he didn't remember that he was the king.

Enki had to supress an eyeroll at the 'I'll protect them for you'; sure, he man was lazy enough for a whole village, but Shōryū would only fight as little as possible until he found reasons to not do so. And then... Enki briefly gritted his teeth, because, ironically this situation would probably lead to the most fighting Shōryū had done in a long while.

And that was just completely depressing. So he gave Shōryū a narrow stare back; he better at least try to come up with some other way to get out of this than fighting. There would be more than enough pain, anyway, and he didn't...

"He did, an' I had to stand in that lobby for ten minutes wondering why I'd just sprouted roots," Enki muttered, still unamused by that.

"Kirin are entirely faithful creatures," Shōryū supplied for Suzaku, with an air of amusement, in case Enki's complaint had raised questions. "Which is why they spend so much of their time reminding their rulers how inadequate they are. And, yes, I arrived this morning. Hence the need for both partners and information."

Suzaku blinked again in confusion, Shōryū's explanation only led to him being more confused but he nodded. He could ask Enki later he suposed, since it was becoming obvious he acted very differently whilst around his king then he did when not with him. "If you need to know anything I can probably help, I've been here almost a month."

That was a long time, a long time to be away from your own world and Suzaku still did not understand everything but he remembered how confused he had been at first, and with this tournament going on and Shōryū being a player straight away it was probably best to give him all the information he needed.

Oh no. Poor Suzaku had no idea what he'd just done. Giving Shōryū a chance to slack by offering information like that was like the ministers going up and telling him they had everything under control and he could disappear for a few months or something, if he felt like it.

Shaking his head and stifling the sigh, Enki looked over at Shōryū with a frown.
"Behave, you hear?" He only muttered it, keeping it intentionally quiet, but the kitchenette wasn't cavernous, so Suzaku might have heard anyway.

A slow, absent nod was probably not the reassurance Enki was seeking with his comment, but it was at least something. Better was the fact that Shōryū had other places to be and other information to find on his own before he needed to grill someone else about anything. He took one last piece of popcorn, and moved away from the counter towards the door.

"Much obliged," his voice wasn't much louder than Enki's, but when he was walking past Suzaku, it didn't need to be, "I'm sure I can find you if I think of anything."

Suzaku looked confused again but managed a polite half smile as Shōryū spoke and left the room. He looked at Enki again with a confused look wondering if he was going to explain anything. Because Suzaku was so confused and he was beginning to get worried that he had just made an awful mistake.

Enki had been about to jump off the counter and go after Shōryū, if only to keep from any further nose-dives today, but Suzaku's utterly lost and bewildered expression compelled him to stay.

With a last annoyed stare at the now-empty doorway, Enki looked to Suzaku just as the memory-loss kicked in. Something twisted inside and for a moment, Enki felt a burning urge, need to run out and catch up with Shōryū to stop it, but then the reaction was gone and he was just confused over why he'd reacted so strongly to Shōryū leaving.

"Hey, you okay?" So, he concentrated on the teenager instead, who looked like he was worried he'd eaten something nasty. Almost absently, Enki took another handful of popcorn as he waited for Suzaku to collect himself enough to answer.

Suzaku looked at Enki in vague confusion and then smiled trying to look less worried as Enki took more popcorn. "So that was your king then?" He said it in a casual way to see if Enki was prepared to talk, he didn't want to push him if he didn't want to.

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*brings in the princess*

sorry, your sanity is in another kitchen!

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brings in the princess