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Welcome dear reader! Here you will find several oneshots from Code Geass from several characters. I figured it would be easier than just posting one story per oneshot, which would only spam the CG section. Needless to say there WILL be spoilers for the entire series, so you are warned.

The Rebellion of Milly

by Vicks111

Pairing(s)/Character(s): It was a hard competition, but MillyxLelouch won against LelouchxMilly XD
Rating/Warning(s): none, unless you haven't seen at least half of season one. And even then, they are not really important spoilers.
Author's Notes:I've taken some small liberties on Milly and Lulu, mostly because I was having trouble setting a background for the story. And in an introspective story at that. I also tried a joke, since we can't have them interacting in a completely serious environment.
Summary: One cannot always be what is expected of them. She never acted as was expected but she always played the part they expected of her.

She was a rebel. She couldn't just stand to be told what to do; thus she rebelled, even for the smallest thing. And she always wanted him. From the moment she saw him, she knew, she knew he would be hers. When she asked her mother if this was a new present for her, she just laughed at the silliness of a child. She then made it very clear that the boy was not hers, and would never be hers. She was thinking about her eventual marriage with someone of high status, of course, and the boy who was no longer a prince would not do, not anymore. She tried to explain the decision of an adult to a child, and thus she failed to make her point. She didn't care for that choice, back then, and decided that she wanted the boy with amethyst eyes, even if it was just to spite her mother and prove her wrong.

Soon enough, she realized the difficultness of such a task. The boy had no eyes for anyone who was not his little sister. He spoke just when he deemed it necessary, and never to her. He would stalk around the house, scowling at everything and everyone. Oh so very proud he was, the little prince, and that made her like him more. However, if she was to succeed in her plan, some dire actions were needed.

One day, when he slept in late, she took the little sister out to play in the garden. The boy needed to learn that when in her home, what she said was rule. The girls played all morning, and when he finally found them, the littlest one would only smile at him, telling how much fun they both had. Nunnally didn't know, but the boy would only smile at her. That was the first time she saw his smile, and decided that she liked it.

After taking the littlest one inside, he approached her, and introduced himself as Lelouch. She figured that was his way of saying 'thanks'. He would let her be with them after that, but it soon got boring. He was just so serious, and the little girl couldn't do a thing unless 'nii-san' approved. She was starting to wonder why such a dull boy had caught her attention in the first place.

Another day, she was sitting quietly in the manor's library reading. The peace and quiet all around her could only be achieved after a great mischief had been done. She relished the feeling for a few moments before hearing the incessant ramblings of her father coming her way. Slowly, she placed the book on the nearest desk and hurriedly made a run for it.

The door flew open as she ran past her father, and up the stairs to hide; this was their own little version of hide and seek. He yelled and ran after her, as Lelouch went out of his room to see what all the noise was about. "Millicent," the man commanded, "you better come here this instant and explain to me why there is a huge ink stain in my cherry wood desk!" He said that as she was passing by the boy's door, and she almost tripped when she heard him stifle a laugh.

Turning around, Milly looked at him surprised and he couldn't help it anymore. Lelouch had started laughing, hard, grabbing his stomach. Even her father stopped at the sight of the young prince laughing so much. She asked what in all Britannia could be so funny, and he sobered up immediately. "Your name," the boy replied seriously and cracked up again. The boy who had a sister named Cornelia and another named Euphemia dared to laugh at her name. Her father was trying hard, very hard, not to laugh too. As pretty as the sight of him laughing like that was, she would not have it any other way but hers, "he did it father! He was the one playing with the fountain pen!!"

It didn't matter whether he believed her or not, he was just too angry to care. He started screaming, "That desk is over a hundred years old! Your grandfather got it as a present from the Prime Minister!!" She'd never seen the boy with such a scared look on his face, and neither stuttering for that matter. If he was actually scared of her father, or scared for the sacrilege that had been done to the desk, she never knew. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him as she ran away from her father's punishment. She practically dragged him all the way to her secret hideout. They spent the rest of the day there, laughing and joking around. She was grounded afterwards for a month, but it didn't matter because he had given her something in return: his laugh. That's when she decided she loved his laugh.

His sister had his smile, but she was the only one that could make him laugh. Nunnally would give him strength to move on, but she could give him some happiness. Those little moments where he could forget all about plots against them and hurt feelings, those she would give to him for as long as she could; all because she loved to make him laugh.

They became best friends. He would talk to her about anything, and she would tease him. He would call her 'Millicent' and she would retaliate by calling him 'Lulu'. He was her accomplice, helping her scare off her suitors with elaborate plans that would entertain her and embarrass them, using Clovisland as a cover.

She was his confidant, the only one that he trusted enough to tell her what he was feeling. That which he wouldn't tell Nunally and that weighted him more day after day. He never spoke off his family, but his sister or on some rare occasion, the Empress. She knew him more than anyone else, and she knew the fallen prince was not one to stay down. She knew that calculating mind of his would one day make a move towards retaliation. And she wondered if he would ever tell her about it.

She asked him once, hypothetically, what he would do if he were still a crown prince. That was the only time they ever talked about the royal family. He said that if he had continued that life, he probably would have defied his older brothers just to stand out. They were everything he was not and better than him; kinder, smarter, more skillful and agile. As the Emperor had once said, in comparison to his older brothers, he would have been dead.

"In other words," she said with a smirk, "you would have rebelled against the Emperor"

He blinked at the use of the word, but laughed at the remark, "not really; defying the Emperor is not the same as rebelling. And there are no rebellions without a cause."

"Then I guess I am not a rebel," she added as an afterthought. He stared at her for a few moments before turning his look away, "You'll become a rebel the day you are ready to lose to those you stand against. When that moment comes, when you have nothing else to lose but hope, you'll find the strength to make a stand and rebel."

"And you? Will you be ready to do so?" The glint in his eyes was dangerous and amused he replied, "I already lost once, remember?"

That's when she realized why she liked him. After so long, she finally understood why he caught her attention in the beginning; he was a rebel. The outcast prince, even after everything that had happened to him, was still proud and willful. He knew what he wanted and he was determined to go after it. In this world of inevitable consequences, he was strong enough to change his own destiny.

And he was everything she was not; everything she wanted to be. She was not a rebel and she had never been one. Stubborn she was, but she wasn't ready to lose against her parents. She wasn't ready to stand against them and lose them forever. She wasn't strong enough to change her inevitable destiny and by marrying someone, he would never be hers.

That's why when Zero appeared all over the news, he became her idol. There he was, defying Britannia and making a stand against the Viceroy and the Sub-Viceroy. With just a few brave souls who called themselves 'Knights'. He was making the impossible happen just by the power of his will. He was changing the destiny of many people.

That's when she decided that if she were to be of someone, that someone would be him. Lelouch had her heart already and Zero could grant her wish. He was strong enough for the two of them, and he was rebelling for them both. She would delay for as long she could her marriage, to give him enough time to make her wish come true.

For him, she would do anything, even if that meant changing herself enough to rebel.

Every time I hear the name 'Milly' I think Millicent. Her name probably isn't so, but it's funny to think so. The Clovisland thing is from Sayoko's Diary, however since I've only read the reference, I am making a guess of Lulu helping, though we all know she doesn't need of him for embarrasing anyone. I am not well versed on the history of Lulu with the Ashfords, so you'll excuse me if I missed something or something was too unbelievable. This story was hard XO

There may be a continuation for this one, eventually...maybe. For the last episodes. Remember to review!