A/N: Hello people of the internet! My name is CombustionNation, and although I'm not really new to writing fanfiction, I am new to writing a depth story about both Fairy Tail and Code Geass, so any feedback, be it constructive criticism or encouragement, is highly appreciated. Flaming, however, isn't.

This story takes place after the end of the anime series (so after the last episode of R2), and before any main story arcs of Fairy Tail.

Please leave a review if you enjoyed the story, and leave any suggestions if you want.

Enjoy!

I do not own either Fairy Tail or Code Geass, I only own the plot.

Calling the shots... again

Step 1: Zero Aftermath

It was finished. Zero Requiem was completed, and Lelouch had laid down his life for the sake of a peaceful and gentle world. A world which Nunnally and Euphy desired. His plan was conceived with the utmost secrecy, and only a mere few, very close friends of Lelouch knew that Zero Requiem was a plan, and that it had been set in motion since Lelouch ascended the throne. It was the plan of plans, the one chance Lelouch had to redeem himself as much as he could, even if that meant giving up his life. It was not like he had much to live for anyway. All his friends either died or betrayed him, his sister hated him (until she realized that he had a bigger goal in mind), and everyone else despised him because of his actions as the so called 'Demon Emperor'.

Yet, besides all the pain and hate, he kept on going. There were times where he couldn't go on anymore, but he got through them with the help of Suzaku and C.C., who would comfort him and support him. They did this because they saw the potential of Zero Requiem. Even though Lelouch would eventually leave their lives and their plane of existence, they knew what he would accomplish if the plan succeeded. And knowing Lelouch, the plan wasn't some half ass plan that anyone could think of. No, this was a plan produced by Lelouch, a straight up genius and master strategist. His plans were far from half ass quality, both allies and enemies could vouch for that. So, with those thoughts in the back of their minds, Suzaku and C.C. had good reasons to say that the plan wouldn't fail. However, it was still a big wager. What if Lelouch didn't gather enough hate? What if someone took over his position? All those scenario's flew through their heads, with the possible results as well. This kinda scared the two a bit. Although all of that disappeared when they knew that Lelouch would sacrifice himself for the sake of the plan, and therefore the world. If any of those 'what if' scenario's would become reality, then Lelouchs death would be in vain. And they would do anything to not let Lelouchs death be in vain. After all, they would need to let go of a friend for the greater good. That's not something you want to do for nothing in return.

But, all their worries would leave them when they saw (or felt) Lelouchs last seconds of living. Instead, grief took over. Kallen, Suzaku, C.C. and Nunnally would lock themselves in the old room of Lelouch in Ashford Academy, not letting anybody him for four full days. Inside that room, they relived all their memories of Lelouch together, laughed together but mostly cried together. They grieved for him until their eyes couldn't produce tears, they laughed together until their jaw hurt, and they remembered until they thought they could live in a mystical dream land, where Lelouch was still alive and nothing was wrong. When they emerged from that room after four long, difficult days, all their tears had been shed and their laughs had been released. They had made their resolve: they would create the world that Lelouch desired, because that is what made him go through all this mess in the first place. They would create it as if he would, and they would use every part of their life to make his dream come true. Then, and only then, would his death not be in vain.

And so, after a long and stressful week, the four friends set out to create a new world...

Lelouch felt sweet relief when the sword pierced his heart. He finally had a chance to let go of almost all of his sins, even if that meant paying with his life. It was a price he would pay happily, and so he did. He died with a smile on his face, not a single tiny piece of remorse in his body, he had planned all this after all. He had accepted his fate, and therefore didn't try to stop his own assassination. Zero Requiem would be his final plan, both as an emperor and a human being. He had chuckled when he came up with the plan. It's not every day that the leader of the world planned his own demise. But, it was necessary. Otherwise, all the effort he had put into the Order of the Black Knights would be for nothing. So, he had no regrets when he fell down the slope of his wagon, his trail painted with blood. He had, hopefully, accomplished his dream: to create a gentle and peaceful world, a world where no one would be judged for no reason and where there was no conflict. He was sure that his friends would carry out his last wish, why would they have followed him for so long if they wouldn't? 'All objectives have been cleared,' he thought as he laid next to Nunnally, blood covering his chest. 'at last, my dream can become reality. Even if I have to give up my existence for this dream, I would do it. I would take on the world, which I actually did,' he chuckled in his thoughts,'I would do anything for it. As long as Nunnally can live in that world, and she is happy. Which will take a long time after my death. But sacrifices had to be made, and I have so many sins that I cannot repay them, even with my life. That's just how life is, I suppose. You give and you take. I mostly took, so now is the time to give. I give the people the end of the hate of the world, which will hopefully pay at least a part of all the sins I've committed.'

His eyes were slowly closing, his breathing slowed down, his heart slowed down, his brain slowed down. His existence was slowly leaking out of his body, and he didn't resist. He didn't cry, he didn't falter. He accepted death with open arms, because he didn't have to live with the lies, with the hate, with the pain anymore. And while part of his brain screamed in agony, he embraced the smell of blood and the end of his life. He could rest in peace, finally. When the expected moment came, he gave in to the feeling. He closed his eyes, and his breathing stopped. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Nunnally, C.C., Suzaku and Kallen, but what needed to be done had been done. His final move as the Demon Emperor Lelouch Vi Brittania, was relieving the world of most of the hate, and he was proud to be the one to do so.

(Unknown time skip)

It was peaceful in the small clearing, with the animals happily jumping around. In the small clearing, there was a boy laying on the ground, his eyes closed. His short black hair barely reached his neck, and he was wearing a black uniform, with golden trims going down his arms and chest at the end of the fabric. At the top of the uniform, which was at the start of his neck, there was an emblem sown onto the uniform. It was a dagger, but with two slightly open circles coming out of the hilt, ending up at the side of the dagger. He also wore black pants, and standard black shoes. Nothing too fancy. He was unconscious, and while he was, a figure approached him. You couldn't see if the person was male or female, mostly because he/she stayed in the shadows of the forest that surrounded the clearing. When he/she spotted him, he/she was slightly hesitant.

'Should I approach him, or do I wait until he wakes up?' He/She thought. However, the person didn't need to decide, because right at that moment, the boy stirred, and two violet eyes took in the light hungrily. It only took him a quarter of a second to realise what was going on, and he immediately sat up straight, analysing his surroundings. It didn't take him long to notice someone standing in the shadows, and he could tell it was a girl. She tried to hide in the shadows again, but he didn't lose her from his sight.

"You there, could you step out of the shadows please?" He said with a slightly tone of authority. He didn't mean to use that tone, but with all his experience commanding an army as Zero, he pretty much always used at least a slight tone of authority.

The figure froze, and her body went rigid. She was intimidated by his tone, and complied by stepping out of the shadows and into the light. The boy eyed her up and down, staying a little longer at her upper chest area, which made her a little self-conscious. She sweat dropped while he was inspecting her, while she was inspecting him at the same time. He didn't have a very big torso, or very beefy arms, but he did have quite long legs. She ended up at his face, staring at the endless depths of his vibrant purple eyes. She felt like she could drown in those eyes, those bright violet eyes, which made her scoff at her own eyes. Her green eyes were quite standard, no real glow or vibrant white in it, just plain old green. After a full five minutes of staring up and down each others body, the boy spoke.

"Who are you?"

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, please leave a review to let me know what you think.

Houdoe!

-CN