Everybody Loves Him

Chapter 1

Lelouch, the popular kid, while me? I'm just plain old Sazaku, I have no special features. Hes beautiful though, Lelouch, flawless the kid, not even a tainted scar and even his beautiful pale skin could attract stars from all over. I have heard that his mother and father came from a family of fame, but me? I'm just plain and nothing special, but in a way he is kinda cute. The truth is I'm just ordinary we would never be together even in the first place.

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In a all boy school, my name is Suzaku. I am nothing special, but the only thing I'm perhaps well at is falling in love with w****s, Lelouch. Class w***e, he is noted to be. He is beautiful though, don't get me wrong. Lelouch is flawless, he like the perfect person. Even the guys falls for him, as if he was a girl, but he isn't Lelouch is a w***e. I have seen it with my own eyes, he has girls following him everywhere once he is out of school. I really hate how he does it though? Every now and then he would spot me, but I would only turn around and mind my own business because I don't want to get involved with such types of people, but the other part is he is in all of my classes, I mean what the hell. His purple eyes are always tracing or direct at my owns, when I first met him I thought he would had been like a decent guy, but when I saw all those flocks of people around him I knew I saw wrong, but I guess that was the time my head was ruined Lelouch was a dominant person in my head. Don't get me wrong, I like him, but him and I are a no no. We are practically enemies in the real world. 'Suzaku, don't get involved with these people,' I tell myself.

Scratching my head, class had just began. Yet his seat is just right in front of me, even from his rear side he practically looks like a star that had just appears for the Grammy Award. Pulling my eyes away, so I wouldn't touch the tip of the stake. I looked at the teach, who went on and on about writing and soon to be lecturing about crap we wouldn't even pay attention to. Reality! Within a matter of minutes, class was ending. Taking a deep breath, my studies were always well and perhaps one of the best in this class. Making a small hint, he had already solved all the reading questions and multiple choices. Stopping out for a while, the bell had rung and we should all know the procedure. Out to the next class, but slowly I could see Lelouch had been called out from the teacher. I could just guess what the teacher would say, since most popular people wouldn't even bother with their own studies and care more about their fame.

Rolling my eyes, all the students had head out, but only Lelouch and I had staid behind. Guess what? Next thing I head was me being his tutor. Of course everything had taken time from here and there, but did they seriously wanted me to work with a numskull. I could just imagine it, Lelouch would probably not even let me in his house and force me to wait outside, stupid rich people. Turning my head, I could already see that he had not even bother the thought of it. Instead he held a nice composure, elegant and stable. Unlike me, I am practically not even happy, Okay so I do like him, right? But me with mister Lelouch was like a whole other story. I do not wish to be involved with another rich stuck up. Another thing, every single day on the weekends from now on meant I would have to go to his house and probably would be looked down by every person inside there.

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Awoken early by on of my family member, I found myself actually looking quite eager to arrive there. Since I actually got to go to a rich person house for once, he shook his head as he wondered about how Lelouch's bedroom would actually look like. Rolling my eyes for a moment, he would most likely have a study room, but at the same time popular people such as them would most likely not even go there. Taking a deep breath, I had arrived in front a sparkling mansion, of course the fronts were gates of gold. Calling through the microphone just for a response sounded rather fancy, rich people are such a snob. Who in the world would actually even come out here since it was pretty much and open field. Calling the number, he was given by Lelouch that day, his eyes found the gates automatically opening as he had to make a block long walk just to arrive inside the house. Taking a deep breath, the gates opened wide for him when it arrived as maids approached him. The front of the mansion was filled with marble floor and golden lining. Just how rich were they? Soon maids approached him, making a soft smile, he could see the beauties of the maids. Selecting out of the beauties, he could personally decide which was Lelouch's favorite. Asking for direction, he had find the entrance to the waiting room.

Taking his time, Suzaku would constantly wait on his watch beside him. Dressed in casual clothing, Suzaku was wearing red sneakers with a tight dark blue jeans, while he wore a vest and a white t-shirt. Taking a deep breath, the boy tap his shoe as he awaited for Lelouch to approach him. Glancing over to the clock, he made a smile, he was right Lelouch would never dear go up for tutoring, but turning his eyes to the left they lowered and could be seen with eyes of disappointment. Standing up, he looked over to the nearby maid and made a soft bow. "I'll be going if mister prince does not want to wake up," Suzaku said, his smile was soon to fade as the maid left to perhaps tell Lelouch, but of course he would be making his way out. Why stay for a person who wouldn't even care in the first place? Every single step felt as if he was putting a pound of bricks on himself, but he could hear a clattering sound from the stairs.

As Lelouch approached him in a running manner while his collar was rather a mess and his tie hung from the sides. Turning around just to get a glimpse, Suzaku had felt as if Lelouch was actually here to prove him wrong, but who knows. To stop himself from smiling, Suzaku could bring his watch to his mouth level so it wouldn't be seen. As soon as Lelouch stopped just in front of him, they clashed as Lelouch bumped into Suzaku's chest. "Sorry," came a muffled tone from Lelouch as he retreated from Suzaku's chest, with bright purple eyes looking away. Sometimes I seriously wonder if they were just contacts or were they actually real? The boy looked away with a smile for a moment, forgetting who Lelouch was, but only the person who was there. A small grin came from the Suzaku's lips as his head turned the other way, but Lelouch had caught sight of it.

"Yeah, I'm sorry for doubting you."