Code BLACK
**UPDATING-Timeline will be off
Welcome to my first ever fic.
This will be semi AU but won't deviate that much from the canon.
But be warned for I will change the many facts of Britannia. One prominent example is that I will exclude the power of geass. That's right. I am THE GOD OF THIS FAN-FICTION; THE CREATER OF yada yada yada yaa…. Don't get me wrong I love this show but I think geass gave the creators an easy way out in some situations. I didn't like that. I will introduce my own power and hopefully try to present the same excitement as the canon had with geass.
I will also axe some characters but I will let you guys have a say on that.
I will include my OCs and no you can't have a say in that, sheesh.
This fiction will contain several crossovers and some are: Darker than Black, (possibly) Evangelion, (maybe) Naruto, etc. I will let you know which is coming up.
This will be rated M due to the possible inclusion of L*mons and other TABOOS so you've be warned. Again this is a Harem so everyone is fair game.
Last I like to thank SeerKing for his work on Code Geass: The Prepared Rebellion V2, Draconichero21 for his work on Code Geass: Cornelia of the Defection, and Cal reflector on Lelouch of Britannia. Their work influenced me.
Before I forget: I do not own Code Geass.
"Talking"
"Thoughts"
Chapter 1: SUDDEN DEPATURE
October 31st 2009, Around 10pm
"What on Earth…"
Lelouch vi Britannia gawked at the scene before him.
His widened eyes couldn't believe it.
His mother's mansion…..Marianne vi Britannia's mansion was being consumed by a torrent of flames and rescuers were battling to save it.
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But where was the owner?
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"Mother! Where is she?"
He frantically scanned the crowd around the site.
But the owner of the villa wasn't among them.
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His heart dropped.
His eyes quivered as he breathed heavily. Panic had taken over.
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Trying not to think about the worst, his mind instead evoked his most recent memory involving his mother.
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Flashback: Around Noon
"Damn it, I overslept." Lelouch hissed as he packed some Halloween festive items into his backpack.
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"Lelouch, shouldn't you at least eat something before you go?" Marianne asked.
She watched with concern as her son rummaged through his belongings for grotesque looking attires.
"Why are you even rushing? What are you guys even doing?" She was intrigue at the cause of her son's dilemma.
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"Euphie wants to try and have a Halloween sleepover or a bash or a party….I don't even know, but I have a feeling that Clovis had a hand in this." He paused to frown at the mess the third prince of Britannia had orchestrated.
"Anyway, June and I were supposed to be there this morning with our costumes and other stuffs."
Realizing that time wasn't on his side, he resumed his desperate search for a few more items. A mountain of mess was slowly growing on his bed.
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"Why do you have to be there so early?"
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"Apparently I have no fashion sense," He air quoted 'fashion sense,' "so I have to come early so she can assess my attire." He sighed at his unfortunate misery.
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"Ahhh...I see." Although expressing a sympathetic look for her son, she understood Euphemia's point. Lelouch was not one to focus so much on fashion.
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"And Damn it. That June left without me. Can you believe it? We were suppose….." Lelouch continued his rant about his older sister.
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At the mentioning of her daughter's name, Marianne recalled the morning when June was debating whether to wake a tired looking Lelouch up or allow him some much deserving sleep. Ultimately she chose the latter after Marianne, herself, offered her opinion.
"Mom? Are you even listening to me?"
"Huh! Oh yeah, yeah, I'm listening. Something about June not waking you up, right?" She sheepishly grinned at her son who stared at her with his deadpan eyes.
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"Anyway I won't be back till tomorrow probably." He revealed.
"Well stay safe and say hi to Lady Olivia for me." She was about to leave but paused to deliver a final message. "Oh and check on those two for me will ya."
"I will."
Flashback Ends
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"Don't tell me she is still in there!" Lelouch gravely summarized after unable to locate his mother among the mass.
He rushed towards scene. Whether he was planning to enter the blazing villa or not, it didn't matter since he was halted by a rescuer.
"Your highness!" The prince turned around to face the one who grabbed him.
"It is unsafe for you to be here." The fireman offered his advice to the prince in the hopes of avoiding the need to restrain the nine year old.
Lelouch sensed that he wasn't going to be allowed any further advancement, so he yielded and returned his gaze back to the scorching villa. He was close enough to feel the heat radiating from it. "Can anyone survive this?" He shook his head to reject his doubt.
This guy might know something.
"Mother...where is the Empress? Is she safe?" The prince questioned the rescuer; almost hoping that he would assure him with the news of his mother's safety. The fireman however stood silently. He was trying to offer a response but instead couldn't; as if he had choked on his words. He surrendered and expressed a grave look. This didn't sit well with Lelouch.
"SHE IS STILL IN THERE?" He yelled, attracting other firemen and some Royal Guards to his location.
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"Your highness." Now it was a Royal Guard's turn to placate the kid. "Your highness, this is an active scene. It is very dangerous for you to be here."
"Mother? Where is she?"
The guardsman, like everyone one on the scene, knew that Marianne was very likely, no extremely likely trapped in there, especially after reports had indicated that she hadn't been spotted anywhere else. By the time the first responders were on the scene, the fire had rendered the chance of an early search and rescue effort. The flames had blocked the main entrances and were spreading at a fast rate. Entrance through the upper floors windows was ruled out due to the presence of fire on those very floors and the risk of structural failure. All in all, it seemed that they arrived on the scene too late to alter things. Why they weren't notified earlier was a mystery.
But perhaps another bizarre twist was the absence of the Royal Guards assigned to the Empress. Efforts to establish contacts turned up nothing. Either they were still trapped in there or worse had a hand in this ongoing mess.
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The guardsman returned his thoughts to the Empress' son. His question still lingered in his mind. He looked up to his companions for assistance but they all had a look of either "Don't look at me!" or "You got this."
"Jerks." He faced Lelouch. "Your highness, we don't know the condition of your mother but we will continue to fight the flames so rest assure. We will save her." He lied. Almost everyone on the scene knew the chances of survival for any trapped soul were abysmal.
Surprisingly, Lelouch knew this chance of survival too. He despaired just by watching the flames, which was rendering the Victorian mansion unrecognizable. He couldn't help but shed tears which broke everyone's spirit.
"Uh curses. I said too much."
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The gathered adults, pondering on what to say to reassure the kid, snapped backed to reality when a loud call was registered by their ears.
"LELOUCH!" Cornelia yelled while she was sprinting to the scene with another figure trailing a bit behind.
"Princess Cornelia! Princess June!" All of them responded in unison along with salutations when the two reached the scene.
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Gathering her breath, she awed the brilliant flames enveloping her prey. "WOAH…."
Cornelia returned her attention to her half-brother and the gathering around him. "Phew! I'm glad he's fine. We were worried for second there after the reports came in."
But what about Lady Marianne….could she really not be located? A sad wince on her face. She prayed the reports the false.
"June! Take him away!" Cornelia then turned to men. "Give me a SITREP!" The fifteen year old princess was in her military commanding mode. She took control and started directing the men and equipment on the premise.
Lelouch and June were now watching the scene from a distant.
Four Hours Later
"How is he?" Cornelia asked the long black hair female who was resting against the side of a decorated rock in the front yard garden with her brother in her arms.
"Sleeping. Fell asleep 30 minutes ago while watching the scene." June cleared some bangs that were dangling over Lelouch's sleeping face.
June returned her attention to Cornelia. "So how was it? Was she among the...victims?" She stammered the last part.
Cornelia lowered her head. "I'm sorry June." She said no more.
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After a long moment of silence, Cornelia commenced. "So how are you going to tell him and the others?"
"To be honest, I'm not sure. I'm still reeling from the whole thing." June looked at the scene, which was crowded with Royal Guards investigators. "I can't believe that mom could..." She gritted her teeth; whether out sadness or anger, Cornelia couldn't decipher, but she was equally in shock. Her idol, who was almost like a mother to her, had perished. She was struggling to keep herself compose but the shock was too great to be bundled within.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry June." Cornelia began to wipe the tears that had gushed out. Slightly embarrassed at her own weakness, Cornelia continued to apologize. "I'm sorry for acting this way but…." She couldn't help but weep more.
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Baffled at first by Cornelia's vulnerability, June remembered that her half-sister adored her mother like her own.
A sad smile etched on her face from the memories involving her deceased mother. Rivulets of tears followed soon after.
The Morning
"Aaah!" Lelouch screamed out in wake. He began to pant heavily as he sat on the bed.
"Uggh, what was that?" Covering his right eye in distress with his right palm, he frowned at the comforter covering his lower body. "That dream…why did I have a dream about mom's villa burning? And it was very realistic...too realistic. WAIT!"
"Why am I in Cornelia's room?" He blurted out his thoughts at the sudden realization that this wasn't his normal sleeping chamber.
"Is this Cornelia's room?" He scanned the room till he noticed the mounted swords on the pink drywall along with portrait paintings of revered Britannian figures. "Yep, this is her room alright. But why I am here?"
Knitting his brows in deep concentration, he remembered how Halloween was yesterday and all of them had gathered at Euphie's place.
"I must have slept in Cornelia's room but I don't…mm… quite remember what we did. Euphie was pestering me about some stuff I forgot back home, but did I go back home to get it?"
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"Huh! What's that?" Hiding behind a white window curtain and resting against the wall was a rectangular shaped object. The fact that it was draped in a brown cloth piqued his interest. Lifting the mysterious object, which resembled a picture frame, Lelouch unveiled it.
"…."
Lelouch gasped at the image on the frame. It was his mother. She was standing on the top left side of the Ganymede knightmare Frame with a sword raised by her right hand. Engraved at the bottom of the painting was "Marianne, the Flash."
Cornelia entered her room to find Lelouch's back facing her and his shoulders shuddering. And in his hands was the portrait of his mother.
"Damn, he found it." Before she could utter a word, the sounds of sobbing told her all she needed to know. She honored the moment and remained silent.
November 7th 2009
Lelouch dressed in black—a black suit with a black tie—was sitting quietly on a sofa in the sitting room at Olivia li Britannia's villa. He and his sister, June, along with Nunnally and Mika, had taken refuge at Euphie's place since the incident almost a week ago.
Currently he was looking at albums with portraits of his mother and their family. They were some of the things that had survived the flame.
While soaking in the frozen memories, he was also pondering about the investigation report Cornelia had briefed them about.
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Flashback: 2 Days Ago
"So you're saying that someone was able to defeat Marianne and then set the villa on fire?" No one answered Clovis' question.
They all couldn't believe it as well.
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Clovis paced back and forth.
"Plus they also killed her servants? Those maids were killers, Cornelia." His nervous tone underlined the fear he felt beneath.
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Cornelia sighed. "I know what happened seemed..." What's the word? "…..impossible."
She froze; gripping the Royal Guard's emblem on her chest.
"I knew those maids personally. Despite being servants to Lady Marianne, they were also some of the best fighters in the Royal Guard." She lowered her gaze and remembered the deadly killers who were also maids & body guards to the Empress.
"Together, they could hold their own against anyone. Lady Marianne regularly trained them herself also. However they….." She didn't want to admit but….. "…they along with Lady Marianne were killed in what seemed like a battle."
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Her statement did little to calm Clovis. "Who could've done this?" He retorted; still trembling in fear. The possibility of someone stronger than Marianne, the Flash, was just unimaginable.
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"How…." A dark voiced cut through the room—an office in the Royal Guard Command building
All eyes turned to the little raven hair kid who sat at the corner.
"How was it possibly for this assassin to slip away? What were the Royal Guards doing?" His latter question was traced with anger.
"Uh..." Cornelia was lost in thought. She couldn't offer a response. She felt ashamed at the failures of the security that night. As one of the commanding officers in the Royal Guard, she felt somewhat liable for her death, despite being off duty that night.
"I'm sorry Lelouch." She muttered and lowered her gaze to the floor.
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Lelouch wasn't done ripping her. "This is the Imperial District. This is supposed to be the most secure place in the country, yet….." He clenched his knee as he sat.
"We don't know who did it." June interjected. "We can't jump to conclusions on where they came from, right Cornelia?" She gave Cornelia a chance to redeem herself.
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"Right..." She nodded towards the thirteen year old princess. "The investigation is still ongoing but for all we know, the culprit—or culprits—might be residents in the District."
"What?" Clovis howled and held himself back from biting his fingernails. "You're saying the person who did this is still here…here in the District? And there could be more of them." He was shivering.
"Don't worry Clovis. Security has been beefed up." Cornelia averted her gaze back to Lelouch. His somber expression dampened her mood even further.
"Lelouch" She whispered. He was alone in the corner….by himself in the dark…going through so much.
"His mother was everything to him."
She wanted to embrace him but couldn't bring herself to move; embarrassed perhaps? She pondered on what to say to ease his distress. "I shouldn't have brought him. I knew he wouldn't be able to handle it."
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"What about the Emperor?" Lelouch's dead tone snapped everyone from their dull trance.
"What about him?" Cornelia queried, slightly worried. She knew the 'fatherly love' Lelouch had for his father, the Emperor, and how the Emperor equally displayed the same 'affection' towards him.
"Man he hates him."
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"I meant has he said anything? He hasn't even visited once since mother's death." Lelouch kept the last part to himself; scowling just thinking about it.
Everyone noticed his livid expression.
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"No he hasn't said anything about mother's death." June was the first to answer. "He already knows about it though."
"Tsk." He clicked his tongue; striking everyone with shock.
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They needed to change topics; something that didn't involve father.
"Cornelia!" Schneizel interjected. "You have the autopsy report, right. Do you know how she died?"
"What?" Cornelia was stunned by his question. A very insensitive question in her mind; especially when Lelouch was in piss mood.
Her gawk look turned into a glare.
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"How could you ask such a question at a time like this?" She beamed at Schneizel.
Schneizel shrugged his shoulders and beamed back with his trademark smile. "Hey. He's the one who wanted to come to this meeting."
She clenched her teeth and fists, almost as if she had actually heard his thoughts.
Schneizel sensed the spike in her anger levels so he switched his demeanor to a serious one. Avoiding her glare altogether, he gazed away at the ceiling and continued his thoughts.
"Besides he was going to find out eventually. It might as well be now."
Was Cornelia reading his mind, because his nonverbal responses were fueling her anger.
Cornelia wanted to have a word with him, outside; besides he was within arm's reach…..what's stopping her from snatching the second prince of Britannia.
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Lelouch enjoyed the psychic battle between the two. Schneizel was in hot waters.
But intrigued by his question, he decided to save him from the seething Cornelia.
"So how did mother died?" He interrupted Cornelia.
"You owe me one." Lelouch smirked at his older half-brother.
"I know. Thanks!" Schneizel sighed in relief.
Cornelia was lured away from her prey by Lelouch's words. She completely lost interest in skinning Schneizel for a second and was slightly surprised. "I guess if he wants to know…"
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"Ahem…." She cleared her throat and mind. "Well I'm not going to show the pictures or go into details out of respect." Everyone agreed. "But overall, it seems like a blunt force to the chest was the cause of death."
"Huh?" A confused reaction from Clovis.
"Her chest was crushed?" June probed; getting a nod from Cornelia.
"Besides this chest injury, she had other injuries which seemed to indicate she was in a confrontation. Those injuries were in the form of cuts and a couple stabs to the arms and thighs. All the servants had similar injuries but inflicted at different points. All these suggest the usage of some form of blade like weapons."
"For the chest injury, we don't know how it was inflicted since there were no residues on her body—no explosion residues or other foreign elemental residues." She cupped her chin.
"It was like a high pressurized wind blast but at the same time it wasn't."
"What do you mean?" June was lost by the last part.
"Well air is a very loose element and in order for an air manipulator to actually cause harm with a wind blast, they would have to borrow other elements. They could form a heat blast if there was a heat source or fire around. They could form an ice blast with the wind if there was water around or a dirt blast if there was earth or soil. In this case, our culprit didn't use any other element. But the damage inflicted to her chest resembles something a powerful wind blast would do."
"But that's impossible since wind alone can't cause that much damage." June countered.
"I know. That is why we are not entirely sure what or how the force was applied." Cornelia paused for a breather before she continued.
"The force fractured and broke multiple bones in her rib cage. Her breastbone also broke. There were severe bruises and cuts in her lungs. Her airways were also damage. All these factors might have made breathing very difficult and painful since ….."
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By this time, Lelouch couldn't bear to hear any more details. He bowed his head and clenched his knees. He was trying his best not to shed tears. June, and to some extent Schneizel, noticed him struggling.
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"….The heart will be compressed as the buildup of blood, gas, and other fluids will…"
"Cornelia!" Schneizel grunted, essentially telling her to stop. She understood why when her eyes caught the shivering Lelouch with his head bowed.
"I…" She tried to reach him again, extending her right hand, but couldn't move her legs. She gave up, lowered her head in dejection, and gritted her teeth. "Fuck...I went overboard."
Flashback Ends
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"Whoever did this is very strong." Lelouch was back to reality.
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Marianne was known, respected, and equally feared. Holding the title as one of the strongest fire manipulators in the realm, few or no one dared to cross path with her.
But now it seemed there was someone who took this chance and came out alive.
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"Besting mother was one thing, but to accomplish that and kill ten deadly Royal Guards servants while not causing a scene is beyond amazing." To top it off they left no traces. No weapons to trace back. No entrance points or exits points. Nothing…. It was like they were mocking them.
A fierce, raging fire burned within him from the thought of it. "Whoever did this will..." He rested his hostile thoughts and lounge his head against the sofa; keeping his gaze at the ceiling.
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"But Cornelia was right. It has the hallmark of an inside job, but who…..who had the motive? Who wanted to kill mom?" He closed his eyelids for rest.
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"That could be anyone." Although his mother was feared by all, she wasn't equally loved by all. Here in the Imperial District where nobles schemed and played the game for more power, your friend today could be your enemy tomorrow.
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"A friend is just an enemy who hasn't attacked yet..." He chuckled from the quote he had picked from his pastime animated series—Penguins of Madagascar.
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"Lelouch you can't sleep now. The service will start about an hour."
Lelouch tilted his head to gain a visual of the intruder.
"Didn't you get enough sleep?" June was slowly completing her descend down the curved stairs.
The third princess of Britannia was wearing a black poet high collar dress that extended well below the knees. In addition to her satin woven fabric dress that widen a bit past her knees, she was wearing a black cape collar coat that reached her hip line and black cocktail hat with a translucent black veil.
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"He's looking at me too much. It's kinda embarrassing. Wait! What am I thinking?" And almost on cue, Lelouch took his eyes off her and went back to staring at the ceiling.
"Don't worry. I got enough sleep."
"Uh...okay" She was snap back from her stupor.
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She started fidgeting her fingers, thinking of a follow-up response or something. "Hey, do you want to play chess?"
"Why? Didn't you say you were terrible at chess?" A nonchalant response.
"Yeah I did but hey if I continue to play, I might get better. Besides it will allow you to pass time since you have nothing better to do." By now she stood in front of him, gaining his attention.
"…"
"…"
"Huh. I guess you're right." She smiled at his surrender.
"I'll go grab the board." With that Lelouch withdrew from the sitting room.
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Moments later they were sitting down across from each other. Barely anytime had passed since the game had commenced and Lelouch was on his way to victory. "Huuh! I guess I better slow down."
He soaked in the image of his opponent who had cupped her chin and stared at the board in a serious frown. Her straight black bangs slightly obscured her ruby irises.
"Uh, what is it?" She caught the boy in his continuous stare.
"Your hair…"
"Huh?"
"Your hair is different than the usual long and straight."
"Do you like it? Do you like this braided bun?"
"Braided …what?"
"Bun. It's called a bun. Lady Olivia did it for me." And just like that she lost interest in the game. "She loves to do my hair. Cornelia never allows her to touch her hair and Euphie…well she doesn't sit still for a second."
"Huuh" His shoulders slumped in dejection. "Well there goes the game."
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"What's this about Euphie? What are you guys saying about me?"
"Euphie! I was just telling Lelouch how much your mom….eh…loves to fix your hair." June beamed forcefully at the rose-pink hair girl.
"Ahh, okay?" A skeptical look as she joined them.
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"By the way..." She ejected June out of her seat. "...speaking of hair, what do you think about my new hairdo, Lelouch?" She waited anxiously for his inputs.
"Hey, I was sitting there."
"SHH!"
"Ah, you did not just…"
"So Lelouch, do you like it?" Euphemia had entirely ignored the slightly irritated June and instead gestured towards her hot-pink hair. Her straight mane had transitioned into curls midway and the curls were then split at the back of her neck, completely exposing that area. The now split curls fell on her collarbones, resting on her chest.
"I've never really paid attention to her hair. Wasn't it always curly and long?" Lelouch felt there was nothing 'new' about the ten year old's hairstyle so…."Umm, it's nice I guess."
"You guess?" Euphie's tone was traced with shock and indignation.
"Oohh, wrong answer." June felt apologetic for her brother since she was sensing the riled aura spewing from Euphemia.
"Huh?" Lelouch felt that something was off with the girl who had stooped her head and was trembling. "Uhh, Euphie, are you alrigh….."
"Lelouch! I spent all night trying to….and you…" Now Lelouch was even more perplexed. Euphie was "crying?". Lelouch looked to June for assistance who stared at him with a disappointing look.
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"Brother!" It seemed like his savior, not June, had arrived. Lelouch was glad for Nunnally's interruption since it caused Euphie to regain her composure.
"Hey brother, do you like my dress?" His savior demanded his input on her black gown dress that also had the same high collar like June's.
"Huuuhh. Why is everyone so fixated on their appearance? Don't they realize we're going to a funeral not some ball? But just to be safe…" He put on a sincere smile and…"It looks nice on you, Nunnally."
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"What about mine, Lelouch?" The sixth and last princess of the family came running down the hall to join the convention of siblings in the sitting room.
"Your dress fits you perfectly, Mikaleon." Lelouch was caressing her teal hair while he praised her.
"Lelouch, I said you should call me Mika." The five year old pouted and hopped onto his lap. She was the youngest in the Imperial Family so Nunnally and Euphie took no issue with Mika's clinging, but inside their heads…
"Aw, I wish I can sit on his lap." Nunnally couldn't hide her blush.
"I wish it was my hair he was caressing. Then he would appreciate it more and will notice how soft and nice it feels. Heck he might even offer to help me fix it next time and then…." Euphemia was now drooling from the hairy thoughts she was conjuring.
"What the heck are those two thinking right now?" June noticed the bizarre behavior of the two girls and how they were fixated on the boy who was oblivious to his surroundings and was conversing with the girl in his lap.
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"Are you guys ready?" The stern voice of Cornelia drew everyone's attention to her.
She was wearing a long black wrap dress that reached her feet. It seemed that same fabric had wrapped around and tightened her waist. Her chest area was somewhat exposed but she had a long fur coat and was holding a fur scarf. Her wool floppy hat with a translucent veil gave her a mysterious aura.
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Noticing the gawk expression from the occupants in the room, Cornelia unveiled her face and decided to have a little tease.
"So Lelouch, how do I look?"
"Wow." His involuntary response along with the continuous stare caused some reddish skin to appear on Cornelia's face. Around him however, a storm of ire was starting to churn.
"Eep!" Lelouch felt like he was being stabbed with angry piercing glares. "Why are they so angry?"
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"Come on guys. We better start going." Cornelia intervened and Lelouch very much appreciated that.
"What about Lady Olivia?" June probed after her irked emotions against her brother had receded.
"Ah, she's still not done, so we're going ahead." Cornelia indifferently answered.
"Huuh." June sighed. "Those two just don't get along."
"Well stop standing there and let's go." With that the rest followed Cornelia who was already at the door, ready to leave.