Author's Note: Bold means flashback. Also I'm doing this Code Geass collab fanfic with my dear friend brunettebookworm14! She and I are best friends in real life and suddenly this just popped into our heads. This is a small preview of the other girl who will soon meet Rina and Suzaku.

Hatari's Prolouge: Tortured in the Dark [maileflanagan13]

"You're a Britannian!" a girl in her class shouted, pulling her hot pink colored hair.

"But I'm not!" I cried.

"You have the characteristics! Hair almost the same color as that dumb Euphemia's and that stupid purple eye color!" another girl pointed out.

"I'm an Eleven! I swear!" I louder, tears slowly escaping my eyes. "My name is Hatari Ama!"

"Probably a fake name! Try something like Mirabelle li Britannia!" exclaimed another girl.

"No I'm not!" I exclaimed.

"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not, I'm no-," I murmered. I bolted upright and gasped. Waking up in a cold sweat. I noticed my ankle hurt very much.

"You're up," a voice I knew too well said.

"Le-Lelouch?" I turned to my side to see my old friend. He gave me a warm smile that once again filled my heart and made me blush. Quickly, I turned away to avoid his questioning gaze.

"Had that dream about your childhood?" Lelouch asked. I nodded. "I wish I could forget Lelouch. . ." He looked at me rather sympathetically.

"I can help you with that when the time is right," he said mysteriously, walking out of the infirmiry.

"When the time is. . . right?" I murmured as he shut the door. "That's Lelouch leaving me to wonder about some sort of Chinese proverb type thing he's said!" I thought.



Rina's Prologue: Forgotten Friend [brunettebookworm14]

I stared at it. My home, in ruins. Fire and smoke and bombshells. This is what the Britannians had done to Japan. Destroyed everything I had, my friends, my family. I wondered if my best friend had survived. I knew my parents didn't. So much blood, I thought, then I realized that it was coming from my leg and arm. I tried to walk, to save myself, but all I did was trip and fall. Then, I felt myself being pulled up again. A miracle? I briefly looked into a pair of green eyes before I closed my own. All the while, the person kept repeating : "You'll be fine, we'll be okay…" I actually hoped what the person said would be reality. Meanwhile, I slipped into unconsciousness…

"Rina?" I opened my eyes. Someone was calling my name.

"Hmm?" was the only response I could manage.

"You're in the hospital. I can only stay for a few minutes, and I'm sorry." I looked up at the speaker. And there he was, my friend, whom I'd worried about so much. It was like someone granted a wish. There sat Suzaku, whom I'd known since I was two years old. He was just as I'd remembered him before the bombings, and even in this grave situation, he managed a small smile. Then I remembered he only had so much time he could stay.

"Why?" I said, wondering what would limit him so.

"I'll tell you later, someday."

Someday.