(I dare you to FANDOM-MASH: a drabble with Sherlock!Lelouch and Watson!Suzaku being called to investigate mysterious deaths at a certain Japanese middle school:D :D :D …
Lelouch definitely had a wonderful sense of humour. When he'd proposed 'vacation' and Japan, Suzaku's mind had envisioned old shrines, a guided tour through Kyoto or going to visit Okinawa. All preferable options as because, despite having a very Japanese name, he'd never been to Japan.
In fact, if Suzaku cared to think about it (which he rarely did), he'd never travelled much around the globe, unless you counted that one school trip to Dublin, and Afghanistan (and none of the things he'd experienced there had, in the least, anything recreational about them.)
In the end, this wasn't a vacation though, but they were here on case (of course). To investigate a series of deaths in a Japanese middle school, all relating back to the death of a popular student called Misaki Mei.
Suzaku sighed as he fixed his eyes on the empty classroom. Much cleaner than he remembered the classrooms at his comprehensive school in East End having ever been, but then … things in Japan struck him, generally, as both organised and very, very different.
Alien even.
In London, he felt at home (especially at 221 B Baker Street -), but here, he could barely decipher the Kanji on the subway. Of course, he could speak, though the words felt strange and alien to him (he'd chosen not to speak Japanese unless he had to, not since that day.)
“Stop thinking. It distracts me,” Lelouch said, all of a sudden, getting up and brushing some of the dust off his coat. He pushed his magnifier back into his pockets.
Suzaku rolled his eyes, knowing what would come next (either Lelouch would fall into deep silence or he'd start rambling, without pause as he explained his theories, frightening and amazing Suzaku both -).
And Suzaku just smiled then, suddenly realising that even he didn't know Japan, this vacation is nothing but another case, he still loves it.
(And yes, Lelouch would call him sentimental for it, but knows that he'd feel at home anywhere as long as Lelouch just stays at his side.)
oh ELJAY you silly thangscribblestormMarch 20 2012, 08:00:58 UTC
Ohhh yes. I do love your Watsonzaku ♥ He's this wonderful mix of snark and exhaustion and storytelling, as much a partner as he is a scribe dragged along for the ride. I like the touch about him feeling like a stranger in this place, because you do get a hint of that from John in A Study in Pink.
And then of course: STOP THINKING. IT DISTRACTS ME. XDDDD
Re: oh ELJAY you silly thangtransient_wordsMarch 20 2012, 08:42:40 UTC
Thhank you <3. I love yours a lot, so this is a compliment :) A huge one!
I think you've just described very well what I love about John and, of course, by extension -- Watsonzaku. Oh yes, I do think John felt very out of place before meeting Sherlock. A bit lost even. Or very.
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Lelouch definitely had a wonderful sense of humour. When he'd proposed 'vacation' and Japan, Suzaku's mind had envisioned old shrines, a guided tour through Kyoto or going to visit Okinawa. All preferable options as because, despite having a very Japanese name, he'd never been to Japan.
In fact, if Suzaku cared to think about it (which he rarely did), he'd never travelled much around the globe, unless you counted that one school trip to Dublin, and Afghanistan (and none of the things he'd experienced there had, in the least, anything recreational about them.)
In the end, this wasn't a vacation though, but they were here on case (of course). To investigate a series of deaths in a Japanese middle school, all relating back to the death of a popular student called Misaki Mei.
Suzaku sighed as he fixed his eyes on the empty classroom. Much cleaner than he remembered the classrooms at his comprehensive school in East End having ever been, but then … things in Japan struck him, generally, as both organised and very, very different.
Alien even.
In London, he felt at home (especially at 221 B Baker Street -), but here, he could barely decipher the Kanji on the subway. Of course, he could speak, though the words felt strange and alien to him (he'd chosen not to speak Japanese unless he had to, not since that day.)
“Stop thinking. It distracts me,” Lelouch said, all of a sudden, getting up and brushing some of the dust off his coat. He pushed his magnifier back into his pockets.
Suzaku rolled his eyes, knowing what would come next (either Lelouch would fall into deep silence or he'd start rambling, without pause as he explained his theories, frightening and amazing Suzaku both -).
And Suzaku just smiled then, suddenly realising that even he didn't know Japan, this vacation is nothing but another case, he still loves it.
(And yes, Lelouch would call him sentimental for it, but knows that he'd feel at home anywhere as long as Lelouch just stays at his side.)
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And then of course: STOP THINKING. IT DISTRACTS ME. XDDDD
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I think you've just described very well what I love about John and, of course, by extension -- Watsonzaku. Oh yes, I do think John felt very out of place before meeting Sherlock. A bit lost even. Or very.
YEEES. (TURN YOUR BACK, ANDERSON)
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