Title: Cat Chat - Caramel
Series: Code Geass
Characters: Lulu, Arthur, and Suzaku.
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG
Comments/Warnings: Obviously these won't be chronological or anything. Oo…

I don't own them~

"Nyaaaa~" Yawned a sleepy Arthur from within the cozy confines of Suzaku's arms. Of course the cat would be tired; not only was it late, but the cat tended to sleep for half the day, anyway. Lelouch stared at it, irritated.

…Though he was supposed to be staring at Suzaku, who had called him up to the roof for another important talk, theoretically, just for the sake of bouncing ideas off his genius friend.

"Some of my colleagues seem to think that the Emperor would ultimately disapprove of any Japanese revival, even on Britannian soil…" The Knight of Seven seemed to be rambling, in that purposeful, small-talk, 'I'm just trying to talk to you' sort of way, but Lelouch took it seriously regardless.

At least, the half of his brain that wasn't focusing on the cat took it seriously. The distracted half was glaring heatedly at the feline. And it was obvious.

Suzaku eyed Lelouch at his side, trying to look stoically out at the horizon for the effect, but failing with how he couldn't really be sure Lelouch was even listening.

A curios Arthur lifted his head, "Nya?"

The Britannian's eyebrow twitched as Suzaku continued, "But in my few experiences with the Emperor, I've found he rather doesn't care what we do as long as we don't get in his way; and he seems to care more about Zero than Japan itself, anyway."

After a gentle pause, in which Lelouch seemed to realize it was his turn to speak, the Britannian replied, "I see."

Suzaku's gaze turned suspicious, as he was sure the great Zero would have more to say about the emperor not giving a damn over Japan than that. But his rational mind, which only showed itself on rare occasions, reminded him that Lelouch would have thought ahead and known the knight's expectations, and so this could simply be evading detection as always.

Arthur graced the two with his voice a third time, as if he was most definitely adding to the conversation, "Nya nya nya, nya!"

Did Lelouch just growl?, Suzaku thought, raising an eyebrow. Then lowering it when he realized he was showing an emotion other than anger. He pushed on, hoping to get a rise out of Lelouch that would reveal his secret, instead of just the fact that he hates cats, or maybe just Arthur.

"So I doubt I'll meet any resistance when I become Knight of One," Suzaku explained, "and reinstate what was Japan."

"That's nice." Lelouch promptly replied, which agitated the Japanese boy to no end, because it, for all intents and purposes, proved that Lelouch was not listening.

"Nya nya" Went Arthur.

To be civil, Suzaku tried to keep his frustration out of his voice when he turned his body to face Lelouch and asked him kindly, "Do you understand, Lelouch?" One of the less insulting ways he could have gotten his friend's attention back.

But to no avail. Lelouch's eyes stayed trained on the cat as he flippantly supplied, "Of course."

Arthur batted a paw at Lelouch, which came back to rest possessively about Suzaku's wrist though the knight did not notice, "Nya nya nya~"

The Knight of Seven's brows furrowed, displeased and not at all placated by this utter negligence. And all for a cat! "I don't think you do…" He tried again.

Arthur began almost ranting in an obvious attempt at attention, constantly talking in a foreign, animal, tongue.

And Lelouch, on his part, did valiantly try to ignore it, finally lifting his eyes back up to Suzaku's and taking a deep breath so that he could talk over the racket, "I do, Suza—" But he didn't get very far at all.

Suddenly, he was shouting down at the cat, "He does not taste like caramel!"

A very pregnant pause followed, in which even Arthur was quiet. Except that while Lelouch was mortified and Suzaku was helplessly confused, Arthur looked pleased beyond words.

Suzaku, to whom it had sounded like a very angry, 'meow!', even forgot his malice for the moment, uttering an inquiring little, "Lulu?..." to make sure he was still sane.

Arthur, bored now, hopped out of Suzaku's arms and onto the roof's railing, lazily walking away.

When Lelouch found his voice again, bright red and swiftly composed, he was quick to assure the other, "I'm fine, Suzaku. I'm sorry. As you were saying?"

But Suzaku, a little creeped out, honestly, looked Lelouch over and wondered if perhaps there wasn't a reason Zero took days off. Was this what high-end strategy did to people? "Actually, I think you could do with some rest, Lelouch…" The knight tentatively supplied.

And Lelouch smiled, bringing a hand up to run through his hair and hold his head, pretending to be tired and amused by his friend's concern, when really he was just beside himself with relief for an excuse to get away from that damn cat! "Perhaps I could, Suzaku. We'll continue this another time?"

"We will, definitely." Suzaku smiled, but it never reached his eyes, as he turned away and headed back inside.

Lelouch stood there, staring at the roof access door for a second or two longer. By now Arthur had reached the corner of the building and was coming back, again, balancing neatly on the metal rail. Just as the cat arrived beside him, Lelouch turned and raised a threatening finger at it.

"And you're not allowed to try a taste of him, either!"