A/N: Hmmm, lot's of people complaining about Leona annihilating Cornelia at the age of 5. Your complaints have been noted—Holy fuck! Cornelia is 27?! Well, considering that Leona is 17, I just you guys do have a point. Let's see, by the powers invested in me by , I hereby change Cornelia's age to... let's see... 20. Yes, much better. Now, for Leona's OPness, I actually have a reason for that. I've hinted at it in the story, but it's part of my big, secret plan to destroy her. Due to her rivalry with Leona, Cornelia will be receiving a power boost, so she can more easily content with Lelouch.

Guest Not quite sure if you're using sarcasm or not.

Guest Agreed.

Guest Is it that obvious? I was contemplating on making her Lelouch's nemesis, but Highschool DxD quickly shoved that idea out of my head. As for Cornelia, it's possible, but his fantasizing was more hormones than actual love. Worry not though, OC hating readers, C.C. will get plenty of love.

Chronostorm Shirley rubbed off me as an infatuated fangirl. I'm not quite sure how she fell in love with Lelouch since the wiki has no info on that, but it comes off as a fangirl obsession to me. She acts like a mother to him and is clingy. Also...

*holds flame shield up*

It's much easier to kill her.

Leonard Church814 Agreed.

The Fairy King *facepalm*

The Worldwalker I'm surprised no one else wrote that idea. I mean c'mon. Lelouch likes chess and goes gambling illegally. Why does he not defend himself?!

Shadowgui Noted.

northernlion196 Great minds think alike.

Tau_Overlord Noted. That torture scene is still happening though.

Guest Character bashing will not irrational. No, I will keep picking his ideology apart like Rider destroyed Saber in that one scene in Fate/Zero. Yes, he will crack eventually.

Edgar3t I doubt my sanity sometimes as well.

Guest If you're referring to the A/Ns in the middle of the story, I'll abide by your request. If not, #dealwithit. The comedy is intentional. Aside from some relaxing with Tamaki, the Black Knight scenes will have none of it. I'll probably do something with the contrasting lifestyles later on.

Toaneo07 Ver2.0 And you just killed the English language. Good job!

So, for this A/N, I'll be discussing a touchy subject. My decision to include OCs. I know what you're thinking. "MARY SUE! BETTER THAN CORNELIA! PRODIGIOUS APPRENTICE OF MARIANNE! KILL IT!" Blah, blah, blah, blah. I probably should've been more careful in my wording when I asked for reviews, but nothing I can do about it now. Still, when ~50%—maybe even greater—of a story's reviews are more or less flames on my OC, it's quite disheartening, and for a new author, it's extremely demotivating to watch as people repeatedly slander your decisions—holy shit...

CircleOfDarkness PM sent. Thank you for not flaming me!

CyberPunker You are just too kind! Criticism noted and committed to memory. Regarding the comment about writing vs. reading OCs, I don't mind most of them as long as they're fun to read and not just plot devices with no emotion.

Where was I? Oh yeah...

For those of you screaming "Mary Sue!" you may or may not be right. If my fragile, Death Note-like plan backfires... well ya, then you can start complaining—wait you already are. Well... you can start flaming more violently. You see how it says "Lelouch/Multi" in the summary? That means a harem, and you can't have a harem—a good one at least, which I plan on having—with a Mary Sue. I did anticipate the Mary-Sue claims to some extent, so I have backup plan to shipping Leona off to the EU in order to get reinforcements. That'll take her out, so I can find a way to fix the whole romance thing. But hey, if you don't like it and aren't willing to give it a try, then go ahead and close this page. I certainly won't hold it against you.

What I cannot comprehend are the complaints of Leona's Mary Sue-ness when the harem hasn't even formed yet. I thought that a Mary Sue, according to Urban Dictionary, "upstages all the girls"? You can't upstage what isn't there.

Also, how have people not complained about Butler's name yet? Do you guys get the reference, or are you just focusing on Leona?

Side note: How the hell is Kallen 5' 7" with those freakin' legs? Sheeeeeeesh.

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass. The only thing I own is Butler and Leona, who is currently being abused by the reviewers.

Leona: Well, screw you too, author.

HamJabroni: Yup, definitely sending you to the EU after I attempt to break you.

Ashford Academy

"I repeat: Suzaku Kururugi arrested for murder of his highness, Prince Clovis la Britannia."

Gasps filled the room, and everyone's faces showed their shock. The now morbid atmosphere was a drastic change from the mar more joyous and carefree environment they were in only moments ago. The chuckling and outright laughter that was directed towards Kallen, who, in Milly's opinion, looked amazing in the dress Lelouch wore to the cross-dressing party, vanished, only to be replaced with surprise and denial.

Lelouch's eyes were as wide as saucers as he processed the news. Suzaku? He's still alive?! However, confusion turned into anger as the implications of Suzaku's arrest dawned on him. Dammit, he mentally swore.

While the rest of the room's occupants continued gaping at the TV, Lelouch was seething in rage in the inside. He knew that they would eventually announce his brother's death, and a scapegoat would be chosen, but he did not anticipate his best friend would suffer. He was initially confused on why Suzaku was still alive. He was shot in the back, probably hitting the liver in the process judging from the angle that he was shot from. There was a chance that Suzaku could've lived, but that's only if the bullet doesn't hit any of the major blood vessels near the liver and is taken to a medical facility before he can bleed out. The chances of both happening are extremely slim, but impossible odds haven't stopped Suzaku before. He probably had a pocket watch where the bullet hit or something stupid like that.

And then there's the fact that a severely injured soldier managed to assassinate a prince of the empire. Britannian medicine was advanced, but there was no way for someone to be able recover from a wound of that caliber and be able to infiltrate a G-1 full of armed and trained soldier and kill the viceroy. Said person would be lucky to be able to be standing during the recovery process, never mind getting to the G-1. Of course, the public doesn't know that, and any records of Suzaku's injury and recovery process were definitely ignored by his accusers.

The punishment for regicide was death, and if Cornelia was there, and the victim of aforementioned murder was in good relations with the woman, extreme pain and every torture method possible inflicted on the person before their death. Luckily for one Suzaku Kururugi, the Witch of Britannia was not present, or else this execution would've been mercy.

He excused himself out of the room and ran to the roof, his muscles burning from the burst of energy. He slammed open the door and shut it with similar force, not caring about who heard the loud thud that rang throughout the empty hallway. He walked to the railing and looked at the distant buildings, trying to calm himself down. Lelouch always went to roofs when he wanted to think. The feeling of freedom he got allowed him to clear his head and made crafting his infamous plans much easier. That's why out of the 500 something hand signals he made with Suzaku, one of them was made to solely convey: "Meet me at the roof."

Britannia... you've taken Suzaku, my best friend and the person who gave me happiness after mother's murder, once. I REFUSE to let you take him back a second time. No. He will not fail. Britannia took his mother and his sister's sight and legs along with her chance of living as happy as she can be. His savior during the fallout of the 5th Empress's death was also taken.

Lelouch recalled the time after his mother's death. He was despondent and cold towards others, even his family during their rare visits. Schneizel was left exhausted from his duties as the Prime Minister and even more so when the empress's death nearly doubled his workload. Clovis and Euphemia were left sobbing messes in the fallout of her death, leaving it to Cornelia to calm down her sister. However, even she grieved after putting on a brave front for Euphy. Leona, as the heiress to the Gradstein family, was forced to try and salvage their precarious situation. Like the Ashfords, they too were large supporters of Lady Marianne and fell hard after her death.

And so, the young Lelouch vi Britannia was left to mourn alone with no one else there, not even his family, to help him.

He left Britannia as a broken mess, a young boy who experienced the horrors of life at an age far too early.

And arrived at Japan as a cold, unapproachable demon.

But that all changed the day he met Suzaku Kururugi.

Kururugi Shrine

7 years ago

The vi Britannia siblings stood outside the storage shed that was designated as their new home. From the outside, Lelouch could already tell the interior was going to be a mess judging from the pitiful state the exterior was in. A part of the roof was missing, which was covered up by a measly tarp, the wooden planks were rotting, the paint has long since been peeled off by the elements, the glass windows were cracked and written on, and the door was only partly on its hinges. Careful not to break the door off its hinges—the fact that he could'vedone that spoke volumes on the terrible state it was in—Lelouch pushed the door open and coughed at the cloud of dust that greeted him. He wasn't surprised that they had been granted such an abysmal home, but he had hoped that the Prime Minister would show a blind, crippled girl some sympathy.

And I thought the Japanese were known for their honor and hospitality.

"Onii-sama, how is it?" Lelouch looked back and forth between his angel and the shed, contemplating on whether or not he should tell the truth. "Please don't lie, onii-sama, I can feel the dust all over me." Well, there goes his potential plan.

"There could be worse places to live in," he said. "Stay out here while I take a look, okay?"

"M'kay, onii-sama."

Lelouch nodded, despite his sister's inability to see, and entered the abandoned shack. The first step he took inside resulted in another mass of dust in his face. He tried to fan the dust away from his eyes using his hand, but his hand didn't move enough air for his attempt to work. He wheezed as dust entered his body through his nose and mouth and mentally cursed his temporary caretakers.

When the dust finally settled, he looked at what surrounded him.

Dust. Lots of dust. Every surface was covered by it, and Lelouch dared not move lest he get another coughing fit.

Cobwebs, ranging from several inches to a few feet, were found at every corner of the room and even between the exposed rafters of the roof.

All the furniture—what little there were—were covered by white sheets. However, they failed to cover the horrific condition of the things they are hiding. From his spot, Lelouch could see at least half of them were broken, judging from the protruding points underneath the blankets.

The place was, to be blunt, a shithole, as some of the more rude members of society would say.

At least there aren't any rats

Slowly, Lelouch cautiously backed up out of the shed.

"How was it?"

"It's... a giant mess," Lelouch admitted. "I have to find some way to get all the dust and spiders out first. Then, I'd have to uncover the furniture and check to see which ones are usable. After that, I'll need to—"

"We, onii-sama, we," Nunnally reproved.

"We'll need to replace some of the wooden planks and patch over the giant hole in the roof. Until then, we'll need to use Backup Plan Foxtrot." Lelouch sighed in frustration. Most of the work required physical labor, not exactly his within his skills. Nevertheless, a man—prepubescent body aside—has to do what a man has to do. "C'mon, Nunnally, let's go get our luggage." Lelouch pushed his sister away back towards the Kururugi Shrine gate. If only some exercise nut would show up right about... now.

"I suppose that we're not good enough for you Brits?" Lelouch raised an eyebrow at the boy standing in their way. He was brown-haired Japanese boy about his age dressed in a white kimono with the lower half tucked into black pants. As for footwear, he had on some regular sandals. Lelouch saw the rough, callused hands and many bruises and knew that he was, unfortunately, an exercise nut.

"Your Britannian is quite good," Lelouch complimented. But that's to be expected from the son of the Prime Minister. However, there was no need to antagonize their hosts.

"Hmph, you fucking sly snake. You have no honor or respect. Father said you would try and trick me, so don't even try it."

Lelouch suppressed an eye twitch. As much as he would love to systematically annihilate his argument and leave him as a sputtering mess, tact was necessary. It wouldn't be good for him or Nunnally to have an "accident" before they can GTFO. War was inevitable, that much was clear to the young prodigy. The Japanese didn't even try to hide their immense dislike for the Britannians, which means that they didn't that they didn't care about their relationship between the global superpower. That meant they were ready for war and were confident.

Lelouch guessed a month at most before they surrender.

"No need to be rude. Now, if you'll excuse me..." Lelouch started to wheel Nunnally around the boy, but was grabbed by the back of his shirt. With seemingly no effort, he threw Lelouch back towards the shed. "Oi! What was that for?!" Lelouch exclaimed as he stood back up. He wiped the small amount of blood on his lips with the back of his hand and glared at the minister's son. He knew that in a fight, he would lose. Despite his training back in Britannia, he was hopeless in all physical activities. He always found a way to not do them, and he was starting to regret it. Lelouch's usual style of fighting, which relied more on observing patterns and deliberately exposing openings in his attacks in order to ascertain where strikes would come from, was useless against the boy in front of him. He was, judging from the ease he threw the Britannian prince, a super exercise nut, and despite his great reflexes from Knightmare training, Lelouch's body won't be able to keep up with such speed.

Lelouch watched as the boy shifted into a weird stance he's never seen before in any of the martial art books he's read. The Japanese boy turned sideways from him, a typical move from a martial artist in order to reduce the target area, leaned into his front left foot, and twisted his torso all the way back. Is he... going to launch himself at me? It was an... unorthodox move to say the least. Lelouch crouched down but did not place his weight on a foot yet. It pays to hide your cards, after all. Suddenly, the brown-haired boy made his move.

"Remember my name, Suzaku Kururugi, for that is the name of the man that has defeated you! Nippon Gorikki Senpu no Jutsu! (Japan Great Whirlwind Technique!)"

Suzaku jumped into the air and flew towards Lelouch. While jumping, he snapped his torso backed forward and twisted his body as if he were doing a spin kick. The result? In a move that defied all the laws of physics Lelouch was aware of, Suzaku spun in the air towards him like an oversized top. His legs were going in a circular motion and threatened to hit him with incredible force if he didn't dodge.

Lelouch sidestepped the toy-human hybrid, causing said person barrel past him... and towards the open door of the shed. Lelouch's eyes widened and started running for the door. If the idiot crashed into something—no he will crash into something—then if Lelouch estimate on how much dust has collected in that shed is accurate, then the result would be... bad. The 3 meter gap between the raven-haired child and wooden door seemed to stretch further away from him as time went on. He knew that he only had about a second before death by suffocation. Pumping as much energy as his little frame could muster, he ran to the door, which stopped running for some reason, and slapped it shut with a satisfying "thump" as wood met wood. Lelouch sighed in relief as a disaster was avoided, but he jolted as dust began to pour out of the windows. Crap! The biggest threat was eliminated, but they weren't out of the fire yet. Thankfully, the holes were rather small, so dust would pour out slowly.

"Nunnally!" He ran to her and quickly spun her around. She understood the urgency of the situation of he was panicking. The boy sprinted towards the main road, one Suzaku Kururugi quickly forgotten.

After that incident, they have taken Suzaku to the hospital in order to have them clear the dust from his system. As hard as it was for Lelouch to believe that someone almost died of dust, it was just one of the many things he learned to cope with when he started associating himself with Suzaku. When they had cleared the young Kururugi from the hospital, he sought out the vi Britannias and asked them why they had helped him. Lelouch merely responded with: "I'd rather not have stupid, needless deaths, thank you very much."

Suzaku had raised an eyebrow and left to organize his thoughts. Why were they so nice? He had provoked them and attacked first, so why did they help him? Perhaps his father was wrong? No, he needed more information before he could judge them accurately.

And so every day for the next month, Suzaku stalked the siblings. He watched as the two tried to make the best of their living arrangements. Apparently, Backup Plan Foxtrot consisted of large sheets to cover the windows with, many cans of rat, cockroach, spider, ant, and bedbug spray, and sleeping bags. On the first day, it was kind of pathetic watching the ebony-haired boy curse about the stupidly large amount of spiders in the shed, but 2 cans of bug spray later, the spider infestation was gone. The windows were easy enough to fix, but trouble came in when they needed a source of water and food. Suzaku mentally agreed with Lelouch's plan to search the forest around them. Water was fairly simple since a stream was available about half a mile into the forest. No, the problem came at food. He could fish—albeit with great difficulty—but they needed more than that. Some vegetables and fruits were needed in order to maintain a healthy diet. Using Backup Plan Delta, he could use the book filled with information on Japan's edible flora, but he couldn't fish and gather at the same time. Suzaku was curious on how he would solve their predicament and smiled as his sister offered to gather food. She claimed that her other senses were more acute compared to a regular person's, so if he could give her some samples, she could just wander the forest near him and sniff and feel out food. Naturally, Lelouch declined, but she just ran over his toes in response.

Suzaku couldn't help but feel a tiny bit of respect for the two. Going into the wilderness to find food and water? Gathering plants despite being crippled and blind? It was the exact opposite of the image he had in his head. He fully expected their Britannian guests to be bratty, obnoxious, and spoiled little kids. This new development... he'd have to inform father.

Genbu Kururugi stared at his son. He was sitting in his office, doing some paperwork when all of a sudden, Suzaku had burst into the room. He spewed some rather... interesting information. According to his child, the Britannian children they had received, Lelouch and Nunnally vi Britannia, were very different from what he anticipated. If he was being honest with himself, he took away the necessities of living from them in order to justify what he was planning to do. His plan was to have the royals come to him, begging on their knees to help them. That way, he could justify killing children—Britannian children, yes, but children nonetheless—when war broke out by saying they were annoying, spoiled brats. If what Suzaku was saying was true, then that plan just crumbled into dust. The surrounding forest had the resources to sustain them, they brought some things with them to fix the shed, and one could bathe in the stream. They didn't even come to him to complain yet.

Genbu was torn. On one hand, he was Genbu Kururugi, the Prime Minister of Japan. He'd do what was best for his beloved country. War was encroaching, and the best way to send a message was to execute the Emperor's children, preferably on international TV. It would decrease morale, to see the offspring of their Emperor killed so easily. The rage would blind their soldiers, and on a battlefield, rage was an amazing weapon, but it was very likely to get one killed. The best weapon has and always will be the human mind. Without it, humans couldn't have survived. It was the sole reason why they were at the top of the food chain. The Britannians would let their zeal overcome their mind, and that would be when Japan's victory would be sealed.

On the other hand, Genbu was a human. There were other ways to beat Britannia. It was not necessary to kill children who have done nothing wrong. In fact, they had earned his respect for being the opposite of the usual Britannian image he had in his head. Seeing such an exception to the rule was brought the smallest of smiles to his face.

It was a troublesome dilemma. Should he listen to his heart or his brain? Japan or his conscience? Pragmatism or humanity? He was the Prime Minister and had the weight of millions of souls on his old, aching shoulders. Perhaps... he could compromise. The siblings had a plan, but that didn't necessarily mean they could execute it.

He'd give them 10 days. 10 days to prove their worth. 10 days to survive. If they could live out there for that amount of time, then he would save them. It would do no good to kill some exceptional children challenging the Britannian status quo.

Lelouch eventually caught on, but he didn't say anything about it. Nunnally definitely would've known as well, and the siblings made an unspoken agreement not to mention it. They could be spying on them, observing their behavior for weaknesses to exploit. It was possible, but they were just children. Royals, sure, but that didn't change anything. They were completely at their mercy for the time being. It would do no good to spy on little kids.

It was on the 10th day on their stay at the Kururugi Shrine that things changed.

He wasn't surprised when the one who had been watching then revealed himself. It was the boy that tried to bully him—Suzaku, his name was. He was ordered to take them to his father. Lelouch anticipated this. It was only a matter of time when their independent behavior would be met by curiosity and interest. He could only hope that they wouldn't kill him and his sister just yet.

When he met and talked with Genbu Kururugi, he was pleasantly surprised. The man spoke about how they had shattered his expectations, having proven themselves capable and independent. He praised Lelouch's intellect, cunning, and determination and extolled Nunnally's refusal to be a burden. He admitted that he left them on their own to prove a point to himself, and that he was wrong. Lelouch dismissed his apologies, saying that his views on Britannians weren't far from the truth. For earning his respect, he vowed not to kill them and offered them a place at their home, an offer which Lelouch happily accepted. Their indefinite stay at the Kururugis would be a lot easier without having to gather and fish every day. Nunnally was eventually going to get hurt by scouring the forest aimlessly, and he'd be damned if he couldn't do anything about it.

And, of course, with the staying at the Kururugi household came the inevitable encounter with Suzaku. At first, he and the boy were at each other's throats. But eventually, they bonded together over Nunnally, who, in hindsight, most definitely abused her amiability to get the two to be friends. The two were like Yin and Yang. Both were enormous extremes in the opposite ends of the spectrum. With Lelouch came the brains, and Suzaku brought the brawn. Both were extremely good at what they do and were two halves of the whole.

Present time

Lelouch sighed wistfully. He missed Suzaku, and if he was being completely honest with himself, life didn't feel complete. Their brief meeting at Shinjuku gave him some questions though? Why did he join the army? Suzaku was dense, extremely dense at times, but even he would've knew how he would be treated there. Perhaps he's a spy? No, that contrasted against his blunt and honest personality.

The exiled prince rubbed his temples in frustration. Suzaku was a rare exception in Lelouch's ability to read people. He couldn't think like Suzaku simply because... he's Suzaku. Still, answers could come later.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. With a flip, he opened it and texted Milly he'd skip the rest of school today. A quick "Kay" and a request for a dickpic was her reply, to which he vehemently refused. With a sigh, he closed the device and started back towards his room. There was work to be done.

Unknown Location

Suzaku spit out the blood from his mouth. Over the last 24 hours, he had been interrogated, tortured, beaten, tortured again, and now the questions were being asked once again. Despite his protests, they still believed that he had murdered Prince Clovis, which he didn't. Their "evidence" consisted of a gun with his fingerprints on it, which could easily be faked, his father, which he couldn't choose, and his ethnicity, which, once again, he could not choose. The evidence, if it could even be called that, was flimsy as best and laughable at worst. Suzaku had no doubt that if Lelouch was here, he would disinterestedly dismantle their argument while playing chess against himself. There was also the fact that he was a Britannian, so they would actually listen to him.

That is the reason he was here, being beaten to a bloody pulp. The inequality between the Japanese and Britannians were far too large, and he sought to change that system. If he could that rise in the military, if he could just be acknowledged not as an Eleven, but as Suzaku Kururugi, then his mission would be a lot easier. By forcing people to see that he, an Eleven, could succeed while working with the Britannians, the other Japanese would see that they could work with the Britannians and live a better life because of it. In turn, Britannia would be forced to admit that the Japanese were their equals. Everyone would be happy, and no one would have to pointlessly die. But Suzaku wasn't that big of an idiot. He knew that the path leading to the dream would be filled with blood, sweat, humiliation, and pain. Lots of pain. Nevertheless, he would persevere for it was his mission, his atonement for murdering his father.

"I'll ask you once last time. Will you admit to your heinous crimes?" his interrogator, Jeremiah Gottwald, asked. Suzaku mentally groaned. It looks like he'll have to repeat his defense one more time. Quite frankly, it was getting annoying.

"No," he said flatly, but his eyes, which were glaring swords at Jeremiah, betrayed his emotions. "For the last time, I did not murder Clovis—" He was cut off as Jeremiah reached across the table between them and delivered a punch to his cheeks. Suzaku felt another tooth knocked loose and spit it out to the side. It didn't matter. There was no way he would be alive after the next few days. Anything short of Lelouch coming to his defense would fail to stop his execution. Still, at least he could die contently, knowing that he tried to atone for his sins, and that he saved Lelouch from the firing squad back at Shinjuku. He didn't know where his best friend was, but at least he was probably alive.

"Shut up, insolent worm! You have no right to speak of his highness!" the turquoise-haired man shouted. The man's eyes twitched in annoyance at the boy in front of him. As much as Jeremiah would've liked to kill him, Leona would probably castrate him for taking away the only connection they have to Lelouch they have. He'd probably help her since technically, he would be betraying his highness by eliminating something that could make the search a lot easier. Seeing that they were getting nowhere, he nodded to Viletta, his subordinate. She strolled to the door and went out of the room to go fetch the fearsome duo.

He turned to the Kururugi. "We're going to bring in our interrogation specialist. This is your last chance to confess. Will you?" Jeremiah already knew that Suzaku would say no, but he needed to keep up the façade. Seeing the boy shake his head, Jeremiah called to Villetta, who he knew was the on other side of the door. "Bring them in, Villetta."

The door opened to reveal his subordinate, Leona, and Butler. The duo walked inside, and stood beside Jeremiah. Suzaku raised his eyebrow at the two. The blond girl, who looked about his age, was clad in a white button down shirt with a chest pocket over her left breast. Over her shirt, she had on a green jacket, but it was worn in a way that left her shoulders exposed. The shirt was tucked into black shorts, which then gave way to black tights, leaving no skin exposed. Simple, black sneakers completed her outfit. The man beside her was the epitome of a bodyguard, wearing a suit that Suzaku guessed was especially made to not constrict him. He had on black glasses, probably to conceal the direction his eyes were looking at.

The blond turned to the last remaining officer besides Jeremiah. "You may want to get out, officer Soresi. This isn't for the squeamish, and the information we may receive will be confidential." It wasn't really a request, more like an order. Kewell obeyed and left the room in a brisk walk. Once the door shut, she turned her blue, piercing gaze to one unfortunate Suzaku.

"I'll make this quick, Suzaku. Will you tell us about the whereabouts of Lelouch vi Britannia?" the girl asked. Suzaku widened his eyes as far as possible. What about Clovis? After his father's funeral, he and Lelouch had split ways. Suzaku recalled that Lelouch was going to stay with the Ashfords, but his army duties prevented him from visiting the two. He had told Suzaku not to give his location away, but this was an order from a superior officer. He opened his mouth to answer, but he suddenly remembered the scenes from Shinjuku. The pools of blood as large as an actual swimming pool. Piles of decomposing, reeking bodies on the sidewalks. Many destroyed buildings, while some were made by the rebels, the Britannians definitely had their fair share in the destruction of property. The cries of families as soldiers showered them in lead. The deafening explosion of weapons as they massacred the residents of the ghetto. Suzaku did not participate in the killing of the residents. He only combatted against the rebels, but even a third-person perspective was too much for him to bear. He remembered the voice, and how it told him that all the lives lost on that day were orders from his superiors.

No, he would not answer her.

"No."

The girl stared at him. "I see," she said. "Well then, looks like we'll have to do this the hard way." She nodded to her bodyguard, who pulled out a machine gun from his jacket. He handed the weapon over to her. "Don't worry, we don't kill you."

She pointed the barrel at him, and with a pull of the trigger, almost 20 rounds hit Suzaku straight on his chest. His body recoiled, and he gasped as the bullets hit him, taking his breath out. His torso felt like it was on fire, and Suzaku fully expected to die. He closed his eyes, and he felt the darkness egging him on. He smiled as he felt death claim him.

At least... I tried

Suzaku snapped his eyes open. It was strange. Was this hell? He looked around and was surprised when he was still in the interrogation room. Everyone was still there, and the girl, who had replaced Jeremiah on the chair, was staring at him intently. "W-what did you do—GAH!" He tried to sit straight since he had slumped into his seat between his false death and his awakening. His chest and stomach still burned, and red-hot pain coursed through his body.

"Rubber bullets, specifically designed to cause as much pain as possible. The pain overloaded your nervous system, and you passed out," she informed him. "This could've been a lot easier, you know. Now, answer my questions. Were you friends with Lelouch?" When he did not respond, she shot another bullet, this time on his shoulder. Suzaku grimaced in obvious pain from the wound. "Answer," she ordered.

"Such loyalty. So you were friends with him. Or maybe, you are friends with him?" she suggested. Suzaku just glared at her. He felt so... powerless. This girl just drew the answer out from him despite his silence. Without a doubt, he knew he'd break. Mind games were more up Lelouch' alley.

She sighed. "Well then, how about this?" She held up a picture. Suzaku squinted at it. It showed a happy, smiling Lelouch playing chess with a blond girl, who was scowling at the prince. He recognized Nunnally rooting for both of them, clapping gleefully. The pink-haired girl was in the background, playing with a slightly older girl with purple hair. A blond teenager watched over them, content at supervising them. "The blond girl is me. As you can see, I was friends with him." She made eye contact with Suzaku, and this time, Suzaku saw a hint of longing in her eyes and voice. "I just want to reunite our little family," she admitted. "I'll do anything to do that."

Suzaku winced as guilt overtook him. Who was he to deny her wishes? She didn't seem to have ill-intent towards him. But then again, Lelouch commanded him not to say it. Was it possible he anticipated his friends would go looking for him? If he did, then he shouldn't tell her, but if he didn't, then he should tell her. Suzaku gritted his teeth in frustration.

What to do, what to do?

The girl noticed his predicament. "I've been looking all over for him. I've run out of places to look. Please, Suzaku, just answer me this one question. Is he here, in Tokyo?" she pleased. Suzaku widened his eyes at the name of Lelouch's location. She's so close to him, and she sounds sincere. The conflict was present in his eyes, and it took all his willpower not to spill the information. He looked at her, but she conversing with Jeremiah and her bodyguard in hushed whispers. They nodded their heads in agreement, and the girl stood up from her seat. Gone was the innocent girl he saw moments before. "Thank you for telling me all I needed to know, Suzaku Kururugi."

"W-w-how?" he sputtered.

"The answer is obvious in your eyes, Suzaku Kururugi. That was quite fun, but I can't believe you fell for the good ole 'innocent girl searching for her friend/lover' routine." And with that, she and her protector exited the room. Suzaku's eyes were still wide open from his shock.

He was just played like a damn violin.

Omake: Interrogation V2.0

"So, Suzaku Kururugi, I'll ask you one last time. Why did you join the army? You knew you'd get abused, so why?" Jeremiah asked.

"It's because, good sir, that I truly believe that I can change Britannia from within. If I can't do it, then I'll die happy knowing I tried," Suzaku proudly proclaimed.

Jeremiah, Villetta, and Kewell all looked at each other and then... laughed.

"LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!" They laughed so hard, the author felt the need to bold, italicize, and underline their laughs to convey just how hard they laughed. At this point, Leona and Butler walked into the room to investigate the noise.

"What's going on?" she asked.

"You... won't... believe... this," Jeremiah replied in between laughs. "He..." he pointed at Suzaku."...said he could... change... BRITANNIA FROM WITHIN!" he shouted the last part to emphasize the message.

Needless to say, the two dropped on the ground, rolling around in fits of laughter.

Omake: Interrogation V3.0

"So, Suzaku Kururugi, why did you join the army despite having knowledge of how you'd be treated?" Jeremiah asked.

"It's because... I'm a masochist, sir," he admitted.

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"LEONA! GET IN HERE NOW!"

The door burst open, and said blond came barreling in. "What is it?" she asked urgently while running over to him.

"He"—he pointed at Suzaku—"is a masochist."

"Really?" She reached into Butler's jacket and pulled out a machine gun filled with rubber rounds. "Let's test it."

With no hesitation, she blasted all 200 rounds into Suzaku, who just moaned loudly.

"YES!"

"Hmmm, I think I know what to do."

10 months later

Pendragon fell. The building were razed to the ground. Lelouch stood on top of the rubble of the Aries Villa. His friends, including Cornelia and Euphy, stood behind him. It was an easy victory. After discovering Suzaku's masochism, they quickly put it to use, using him for the army's target practice. Instead of practicing on shooting the head and heart, they shot him on the balls, which elicited a primal moan that everyone thought was hilarious. Soon, vines of this phenomenon were made, and instead of doing whatever they were supposed to do, all Britannians aside from the soldiers watched the vine, which made the conquest of Britannia a lot easier. It didn't help that all the soldiers started aiming for the enemy's balls, knightmare framed be damned...

Omake: Leona, the Mary Sue

After the rescue of Suzaku Kururugi

Lelouch walked inside his home and sighed in relief.

"Thank goodness it's over."

He had just saved his best friend, Suzaku, from being executed in some violent, gory fashion on international television. The rescue took a lot of effort mentally, considering he had the eyes of billions on his Zero mask. It took everything he had just keep his calm, insult Britannia, and bluff about poison gas. All with about 5 knightmares training their enormous guns on his.

Just another day in the life of Lelouch vi Britannia.

He walked into the dining room, where Nunnally was probably at, and stumbled at what he saw.

First off, there was a voluptuous girl with golden, silk-like hair and emerald green eyes folding origami with his angel.

Two, there was another extremely hot girl on the room. Hot Girl #2 was currently sitting next to Hot Girl #1 and was twiddling her thumbs. Hot Girl #2 had long, blond hair like Hot Girl #1, but she had blue, azure eyes. As soon as he walked into the room, he felt both eyes pierce into him, analyzing everything they could see. He did the same, albeit with immense difficulty. Especially Hot Girl #2. As soon as their eyes connected, he instantly felt his knees turn into jelly and threaten to collapse. He could not explain these... feelings. Urges to kiss her and take her into his bedroom and submit to her will filled his head. It was... disturbing.

"Hello, Lelouch," both girls—no, women—said in unison.

"I'm C.C.," Hot Girl #1 said flatly.

"Leona. Leona Gradstein," Hot Girl #69 informed.

"L-L-L-L-Lelouch," he stuttered out. Strange. He never stuttered, but somehow, these girls did what may could not. He couldn't control himself, he realized. He did not question them on why they were here, why they may have done to Nunnally, or if they wanted to have sex with him. He kept that particular thought in his head.

"We'll explain. But first, shall we move into a more... comfortable location?" Leona suggested.

10 minutes later

"So, you—" Lelouch pointed at C.C. "—are immortal and were manipulating me in order to kill yourself, but you just secretly wanted to be sincerely loved?"

She nodded.

"And you—" this time, his finger rested on Leona "—are a... Mary Sue?" he questioned.

"Correct, Lelouch. I am, indeed a Mary Sue. I came here due to the great concentration on complaints about my existence in this fanfic." She stared disgustedly at the ceiling of the bedroom, which just so happened to be the angle 13% of the readers imagined this scene in. "I don't like them, thus I destroy all those who oppose me."

Lelouch raised an eyebrow. The weird, oppressive atmosphere he felt earlier had vanished, which allowed Lelouch to actually be able talk and use his fine motor skills.

"And what exactly is a... 'Mary Sue'?"

"A Mary Sue is basically someone who is perfect in every area and upstages all the females in the universe. She is—to be blunt—every man's wet dream. Signs of a Mary Sue include: OPness, tragic past, and the 'OC' character tag when you browse through the stories on ."

"And you're one of these... people?"

She nodded. "Yes. I am Leona Gradstein, slayer of Suzaku Kururugi, 1st Empress of the Amazing Leona Empire, wife of Lelouch vi Britannia A.K.A. you, replacement to your 10000000 member harem, successor to Satan and God, Hero of Twilight, conqueror of the omniverse, The Flash V2.0, owner of the legendary Geass of Absolute Mary Sue-ness, and part-time WcDonald employee," she listed of proudly. "Oh, that reminds me." She turned to C.C., who returned the look she was giving her. "You're not supposed to be here." She snapped her fingers, and C.C. vanished without a trace.

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"Anyway, I'll be right back."

With a flash—pun intended, she departed.

Awkward Scene Change

Leona teleported into the holding cell of one Suzaku Kururugi.

"W—"

Suzaku widened his eyes as the girl—Leona, the author informed, so that he wouldn't have to say "the girl" every time—clenched his manhood through the prison clothing. He smiled in bliss, the feeling of a girl pleasuring him sexually was just amazing—

"GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" He screamed as she ripped his genitals off, penis and all. Blood spurted from the wound. He shrieked in pain, which was unfortunate because Leona used the opportunity to stuff his beloved companion down his throat. Suzaku gagged and choked on it for several seconds before collapsing on the floor dead.

Leona wiped her hands with a towel that came from absolutely nowhere and left in another flash.

Awkwarder Scene Change

Leona flashed into the Emperor's bedroom. She spotted the large man on the grand bed and identified him as Charles zi Britannia. She put her hands together, and a small, pink, translucent orb formed. A geass symbol in the center of the orb, marking it as one of the transporters she had created. The device would transport everything within it to a location of her choosing in C's world. Leona teleported out and re-appeared above the Royal Palace. She willed the transporter to expand, and it obeyed, a ball as large as the building came into view of everyone at Pendragon, Britannia. She threw the ball at the castle, its shape constantly changing until it formed a coat over palace. She mentally chose a cavern with no way out by human means at C's World to transport the castle into. She snapped her fingers, and the deed was done, eliminating Schneizel, Charles, Marianne, the Knights of the Round, and V.V. in the process.

Awkwardest Scene Change

Leona put herself into Nina Einstein's bedroom. Once again, she snapped her fingers, and black flames came into existence. The fire targeted the poor, xenophobic girl immediately. She didn't even have time to scream before the hot flames incinerated her instantly.

She smiled as the last of her tasks were completed.

Scene Change

"And I'm back," Leona said as she flashed next to Lelouch, who sat on his bed.

"Do I want to know?"

"No."

Well, that felt great. Glad I got that out of my system. Don't even ask me about Interrogation V3.0.

So, yeah, this chapter was mostly filler. Just elaborating on Suzaku and Lelouch's relationship (Yes, I rushed it. Sue me), as well ashow cruel Leona can be. Hmmm, let's see. Pragmatic. Knightmare piloting prodigy, jokes around a bit, and is Marianne's apprentice. Pretty much sums up Leona. I explain what drives her, because it's most certainly not Lelouch. Errr, it's a small motive. It's like 85% _ and 15% Lelouch.

Oh, if you're wondering why I focus on Lelouch and Suzaku's relationship so much even though I hate Suzaku's guts, it's because the higher they are, the harder they fall. MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

That Naruto reference is just for shits and giggles. Don't expect Lelouch to go: Geass Release: Mind Command no Jutsu!

I'll also be creating a poll for my story. The question will be...

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Should Suzaku die? Yes, you, the readers, will decide his fate. Will be live and form a triumvirate with Lelouch and C.C.? Or will he die in some awesome fashion that I will conjure? I've already plotted his death, and the irony is hilarious, but I suppose I could keep him alive. After all, I can still torture him :p

People, I will be editing Ch. 2 due to the numerous complaints. I won't fix Ch. 1 solely because that's my first ever chapter, and no matter how bad it is, it has sentimental value to me. This chapter was only skimmed because I'm quite busy at the moment. School...