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Chapter 01

"Lelouch, give me Rolo."

The raven haired boy sighed and turned to face the green haired witch who strolled casually into his room. Although now they had separate room, she still spent almost of her day in his room.

"What for?" he asked suspiciously. It didn't mean that he cared for that assassin boy. But, that imposter-brother of his still was an assassin. And that Grey Witch still was a witch. Hence, he would be damned if he let whatever the said witch asked the said assassin-boy to do ended up destroying his hard works to gain a peaceful world.

The ever young witch sat on edge of his bed and bent her knees to her chest.

"Well?" He pressed more.

"I don't feel like to kill anybody, Lelouch. It isn't about that." She put her chin on her knee. Her eyes lazily lay on her nails feet. Lelouch raised one of his eyebrows in disbelieves. After all, Rolo's only skill was to kill.

"After he accepted his last mission, which was related to you, he remained lives as a Lamperough. Yet, you never consider him as what he want—your brother." She said matter-of-fact-ly.

He scoffed, "C.C., he tried to steal Nunnally's place. He's an imposter." As she stayed impassive, he continued, "So, you want him be back to The Order? He won't want that. Even if you hope that he think of The Order as family, he never. He's a cold-blooded murder."

"I know that much. But as I have resumed my position as The Order of Geass' leader, I have tried humanized those children after what V.V. and Charles raised them to be." She lifted her gaze at his amethyst eyes. She knew he had to acknowledge that; her atonement. After all, once a while, she let him read her reports.

"I want a chance; for him. One chance is enough for us even if it was too much for you. And it isn't a request." Her golden orbs pierced through him. He knew how stubborn she could be if she already decided on something. He better complied on her wish or she won't bother to tell him anything about her plans and decisions—which would leave him in a fragile blind spot.

"Fine." For now. He grunted. Because he didn't like the idea of having the witch be near by the Time Reaper. And how she said 'us' to refer to Rolo and her by excluding him was making him felt sick.

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Subject: Rolo Lamperough; Time of execute: every Saturday once a week; Mission: to have fun; Rules: 1. No killing; 2. No geass; 3. No Lelouch; Target: variously changed every week;

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June, 2018 a.t.b.

Salty breeze grazed his smooth ivory skin as a bright view of seashore got into his sight. He stared weary at the crowded coast while his companion drove her red cap-opened sport car in almost full speed—he ignored how she could manage did that on this busy road.

He was annoyed. After eight straight weekends got be dragged from his beloved brother, moreover, in those eight weeks that pseudo-sweet, fake-innocent little sister could stick on his precious Nii-san like a leech, made him beyond super-ultra-very annoyed. It wasn't fair at all.

He would never complain on his missions. In fact, he would accept whatever kind of mission because it was how he raised, how he was taught for life. Furthermore, it was a direct order from The Order's leader. If only his mission did make sense. If only the leader wasn't a green-haired weirdo girl! And if only the little sister girl didn't has his entire brother's time while he spent his time on a silly mission!

Yet, he stuck in this mission. He couldn't ask his brother to stop that witch—Lelouch just laughed at his mission's description as he believed that he only joked. He couldn't run away—she could find him anywhere he hid, damn Code power!

The last time he tried to escape from this mission, she made him passed out and left him alone in a middle of nowhere—without any accommodation nor equipment to go home, not even his wallet and ID card—just him and the clothes he wore. He got a boy helped him to get home. At worst, that said boy made a move on him and decided to move to Ashford Academy.

"Okay. Get out!" Her firm voice woke him up from his thought. He turned around and saw his green haired companion pulled her sun-glasses from her face. They already parked at roadside of their destination coast spot.

"You will not come with me?" He asked almost impassively. She usually dropped him with at least one of Student Council's members—but never with Lelouch or Nunnally—or accompanied him, except one day, the day he met with that stalker guy! But, it seemed his tone wasn't quite impassive.

"Ara, you won't be such a baby-boy just because one stalker, will you?" A teasing smirk played on her lips.

That settled it! He swore that the girl before him was an evil-witch incarnation. No, wait; she was an evil-witch. After all, she was his Demon-brother's witch.

Rolo moved out of her car and walked away. But, before she was out of his hearing range, she said,

"Nunnally get a girls' day with Alice and her other friends." Rolo turned around. She moved out of her car and took two bags and a beach-sunshade from baggage—Thankfully, it seemed she would come with him. Well, at least, now neither Nunnaly could spend this day with his brother. At least, today was fair.

Before he could suggest them to go back to accompanied a lonely-Lelouch, she added, "And Lelouch get a date."

"I guessed he has stopped dating." Rolo frown. He matched their steps as she was beside him. She shoved one bag to him while grinning at his remark.

"He still has a girlfriend."

"Yeah, he has a girl—Shirley; a friend—Kallen; and a wife—Kaguya. I though Shirley didn't like Nii-san as womanizer—she even claimed it in public. Kallen have too much pride to accept her feeling about Nii-san while Lord Weinberg openly make a move on her—Nii-san leave her on her own. And Nii-san acted all business or brotherly toward Kaguya—after all, their political marriage is your idea. Finally, you are here, with me, unless you forget about rule number 3 of my mission."

Any expression evaporated on her face by his implied-suggestion about Lelouch and her relationship. "Lelouch and I; we are just accomplice. No more, no less. He's with Shirley. So, no, we don't forget about our rule."

On this mission, he had to do, observe and be involved in many things while having fun. C.C. would be watching him, so he couldn't lie to her in their evaluation at the end of the day. If he didn't seem to be have fun, contrary acted reserved and detached or pretended to have fun, she would make him re-do this mission in the next day—which became his new habit, spending two day in a row without Lelouch.

It seemed that this mission would end if, and if only, he truly have fun without break any rule. Easy job if he could get his brother by his side. But, that meant breaking rule number 3. Well, it didn't mean he couldn't have fun at all without his brother. He could. But it wouldn't be truly.

After he met Lelouch, he realized just how lonely and isolated he had been. Lelouch was the only one who truly cared about him, hence became his whole world. Therefore, truly having fun without him became impossible. That's why he thought it was meaningless mission and no more than for C.C.'s personal amusement.

At the other side, as result of this mission, he recently could act less reserved and detached on mission even though he couldn't do that off mission. But, do observing had become his new second-nature. Hence, he naturally observed how his brother interacted with those four ladies, and then he found his brother relation with C.C. as the most confusing one.

They ignored and acted indifferent toward each other almost all the time. But sometimes, they could acted all compatible, caring, understanding and supporting toward each other—unconsciously, as if they were a long married couple—even in public. When someone seriously suggested them as item, his brother would overreact-ly deny. While C.C. would shot a piercing icy glance which could kill the said someone—what she would say then were worse story.

So, Rolo knew better than pushed that subject on the witch.

"Okay, whatever." He said as they resumed their walk.

As they found a nice spot, they opened and implanted their sunshade, then spread out their towel. Rolo changed his clothes first when she watch over their belongings, then C.C. got her chance. After used sunblock, she laid back on her towel while reading her report and commanding Rolo to try surfing. As in previous Saturday, he complied with her command.

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AN/: Another fic of CG. Heh, sometime I think that I really tended to go againts mainstream. But I love Rolo as much as I love Llyod and Mao. I 'm really strange, aren't I?

Oh well, I intend to write a sister fic to this, which C.C. would be the lead heroin-err, but witch wasn't a heroin-and its setting was years after this fic ended.

Btw, chapter 02 will introduce our heroin and some scene between Lelouch and C.C.

Hope you like it.

Sincerely,

E.C.