Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass.

Author Notes: Another semi-crack fic that may get more serious as it continues. This will be updated whenever I am in the mood to update it. Mostly for battling writer's block. Read and enjoy!

Chapter 1: Introduction

The cast had been selected. This was going to be the biggest series of all time. At least it would have a chance to be the greatest if the cast got along with each other.

"I cannot possible fathom how did they even consider you let alone take you for the role."

"I am a fabulous actor! You, on the other hand..."

"What about me!?"

The director sighed and shook his head. It was time to shoot the first episode of the series. The manga had been a huge hit and everyone hoped the same would be true for the TV series.

"Why the hell do I have to continuously keep my eyes closed?"

Or maybe not.

Episode 1: The Day A demon Is Born

Lelouch vi Britannia was NOT happy. He had been roped into doing a TV series by his enthusiastic mother against his will. The only reason he had agreed was because of Nunnally.

(Lelouch knew that everyone called her bratty but she always acted sweet towards him and he in turn doted over her.)

"CC! Stop eating pizza and start recording!" The director sounded completely frustrated with the young woman who looked completely unconcerned with the activity around her and was busy eating pizza.

(The director had every reason to be angry at her- she had, after all, threatened to quit if he did not include her pizza in the show. And she also wanted her 'Cheese-kun' to be a part of it.)

Sighing, she finished off the rest of her pizza and proceeded to do the voice recording where she explained about how Britannia had conquered Japan.

(Not that anything like that had happened. Britannia and Japan were separate, independent countries and were also good allies.)

After only one take, the recording was done and the director announced, "Let's get this show on the road! Literally."

Kallen Stadtfield didn't even understand how she got involved in this.

Actually, she did.

It involved a pizza eating witch who was very good in blackmail.

(Blackmail that included photos of her in a very revealing bunny costume)

So, right now, she was sitting in a truck (not on the driver's side thankfully) and mentally planning various ways to murder someone while making it look like an accident.

"It's going to be a long series isn't it?"

She turned and blinked.

Then...

"I hope not! I don't WANT to be in this stupid series anyways. Witches and magical powers for god's sake!" She ranted.

"What-what did you say?" Kallen stopped her rant to stare at her companion.

His head was bent as his hands clutched the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles had turned white.

Something told Kallen that it wouldn't be wise to answer.

"Er..." She inched away from him and tried to open the door.

She had only opened it about an inch before a booming voice bellowed, "Get back in this Stadtfield Kouzuki. And stay IN there."

Quickly shutting the door she silently calculated who was worse. The Director or the man beside her? Before she could come to a conclusion the man lifted his head.

"How can you say that?"

She expected anger and maybe even horror at her not liking the famous manga but this... she was not prepared for.

"Code Geass is the best manga that was ever created by mankind and as soon as I heard that they were making a show I signed up. But I got the role of an extra! An EXTRA! I am going to die in this episode and will never again be involved in the universe of Code Geass! And you, given the role of one of the main characters are complaining about it! DISGRACEFUL!" And he dissolved into tears. Sobs racked his body as Kallen sat there in shock. What should she do? She was never good at comforting people.

"And ACTION!" The same loud booming voice was heard.

Kallen glanced worriedly at 'the man' (as she didn't know his name). She tapped on his shoulder.

"We should get..." He just sobbed louder and buried his face in his arms.

"What the hell is wrong NOW?" The Director had suddenly appeared by her window. She quietly leaned back and gestured at her companion.

Staring at the hysterical man for a while the Director sighed and walked away murmuring, "What did I sign up for?"

Lelouch loved chess. And he was also quite good at it.

"No no! I can't do that! That's not a right move. "He protested. He was doing the scene of playing chess against the noble. Behind him Rivalz muttered, 'Not again...'

The man acting as the noble looked frightened at Lelouch's passionate attempt at trying to correct his mistake.

"Lelouch! No one is going to see what move he is playing. The thing they care about is you winning." The Director cut in. His quota of patience had been already used up long ago though it was still the start of the episode.

"But..." Lelouch wanted to protest. He really did.

"Lelouch... if you don't want to be locked in your room for the rest of your life I would suggest that you listen to what the Director has to say." The sweet voice of Marianne, his mother floated from somewhere and he shivered. He was very well aware of how dangerous his mother could be when she wanted to do something.

"OK Fine! I will do it." Lelouch grumbled before making the move.

The Director glanced at his assistant. "I thought Marianne was in Paris?"

"She is over there." Came in the shaky voice of the assistant.

"Then how..."

"I think that you better pay attention to the scene Mr. Director now that I convinced Lelouch to listen to you." The Director jumped and began barking at his cameraman to film it.

"Is she some kind of ghost?'

"I doubt even Nunnally could fit in there!" Lelouch complained staring at the sidecar he was supposed to be sitting in.

"I think it's pretty cool." Rivalz commented as he sat on the bike with his helmet on. Lelouch glared at him. "Of course it would be cool for you. You don't have to sit in the kiddy side car."

"But-but..." Rivalz tried to defend himself but Lelouch just turned to the side and started yelling at some poor light boy. Rivalz sighed. He didn't like Lelouch. At first he had been thrilled to learn that he would be acting with a real prince but after meeting the guy... it had all turned upside down. He had never met anyone as bratty or annoying as him and he hoped never to meet anyone like him ever again.

"Big Brother?"

He took the statement of Lelouch being the biggest brat back. Nunnally vi Britannia was an even bigger brat and everyone except for Lelouch could see that.

"Yes Nunnally?" Rivalz had to agree that taking these both for the show was perfect. According to the script the character of Lelouch was supposed to be a doting older brother that may or may not have a hidden sister complex. These both certainly suited the role.

"Will you please drive in the sidecar? For me?" Rivalz was sure that he could see honey, sugar and all sweet things dripping from her mouth at the sweet voice she had used.

Rivalz glanced at Lelouch and was not at all surprised to see his resistance crumbling.

"Anything for you Nunnally." If Rivalz didn't know any better he would have dubbed them as lovers. But he did know better and he had met Lelouch's psychologist who had claimed that Lelouch had a very severe case of sister complex while Nunnally was a brat in disguise.

Nunnally smiled brightly and Lelouch turned around to take the helmet from the sidecar. Rivalz glanced at her. Her sweet smile had turned fiendish as she stared a Rivalz. Rivalz shivered and quickly got on the bike. It wouldn't do to get on her bad side.

"But I need my favorite robes. Not this low quality ones." Clovis struck a dramatic pose as he continued to ramble on the specifications he needed for the robes he was supposed to wear.

"What is wrong with the robes you are wearing? They're from Paris just like you asked." The Director was torn between throwing himself of a bridge or pushing his cast off it.

"But I asked for robes from Madame Paris not the Paris city. You should really improve your listening skills." Clovis commented lightly, with a distasteful look on his face as he studied the clothes he was wearing.

"I don't care where you need robes from. These are the clothes we got and these are the ones you are wearing." The Director stomped off ignoring the pouting face of Clovis.

"Why do you need such a high class robe for? You aren't going to be around for much long anyways."

Clovis turned to see his half-brother leaning against a wall. "What are you doing here? Don't you have a scene to shoot?" He asked Lelouch. He didn't like Lelouch but even he agreed that Nunnally was a thousand times worse than Lelouch could ever be.

"The Director wanted the scene of me shooting you." Lelouch shrugged. "Hopefully the bullets in the gun are fake."

"Ha ha ha… very funny." Clovis glared at his 'little brother'. If there was anyone he hated more than Commoners it would be his little brother, Lelouch vi Britannia.

"AHHHH!" A scream echoed from behind Lelouch. Peeking around his brother all the blood drained out of Clovis face as he saw a boy clutching his arm from where blood was gushing out. Another boy was holding the gun they were supposed to use in the scene of Lelouch illing him.

(And suddenly Lelouch's words had transformed into a threat)

"Oops. Wrong target." Lelouch nonchalantly commented.

"Wh-what the he-?"

"You got lucky this time. Maybe next time you will refrain from calling Nunnally a brat and think about the consequences of speaking without thinking." Lelouch pushed away from the wall and walked away.

Needless to say they had to cancel shooting the scene for that day since Clovis had fainted.

Suzaku Kururugi was the only son of the Prime Minister of Japan. He was a simple boy who was also quite arrogant to most people excluding his friends. He wasn't happy when he found out that he had to act with Britannians.

Especially that Britannian.

"Lelouch vi Britannia? LELOUCH VI BRITANNIA?" He hollered glaring at the poor Director who just sighed. "Couldn't you find a single person who was fit for the role other than that arrogant, pig-headed ba-"

"I think you should wash your mouth Kururugi. It has a lot of trash in it."

Suzaku whirled around and turned his glare to the ebony haired boy who had strolled in his makeup van like he owned it.

"What are you doing here?"

"Why? Can't I come to visit my 'best friend'? The sarcasm in Lelouch's tone was not lost on Suzaku.

"Best friend…..? Since when am I your-" Suzaku started.

"Since the Director said so." Lelouch narrowed his eyes at the Director who had been trying to make his escape when they were arguing. The Director stopped in his tracks and grinned weakly at the two glaring boys. "That's what the manga said."

"That doesn't mean you have to put both of us for the role! Of course I can understand what you mean by the- what was it again?" Suzaku glanced at the script. "Oh yeah, the arrogant, cruel-"

"It doesn't say that about my character!" Lelouch defended himself- or rather his character.

(Little did he know that his character hardly had anything left to defend later in the future episodes)

"They just forgot to print those words." Suzaku waved Lelouch off and focused his attention on the Director who was looking tired of their spat.

"I want you to change his role."

"Wait a minute. It's you who has a problem not me. You change your role!" Lelouch snapped.

"Why should I change my role? I fit perfectly for it." The arrogance in Suzaku's voice was clear.

"Oh yes. The meat headed, physical freak-"Lelouch yelped as Suzaku pounced on him in anger. Unfortunately, Lelouch was as weak in real life as he was in the manga. "Get of me you dog!" He struggled as Suzaku's body weight crushed him.

"Payback!"

"Enough!" They stopped their tussle to look up at the Director. And they gulped.

A dark aura had surrounded the Director as his bangs hung over his eyes. Promise of death and torture was apparent in the air around him. "You both are going to act in the roles assigned to you without another word of complain."

His scary eyes became visible from under his bangs. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, Sir!" They chorused obediently. The Director grinned (evilly) and left. Silence reigned for a few moments before Suzaku broke it. "Wh- what was that?"

Lelouch kept on staring at the door. "I have no idea."

Suzaku lifted himself off (but didn't offer a hand for Lelouch, it isn't like they were friends after all). Lelouch too got up on his feet and dusted himself.

"You know what?" Suzaku turned a questioning glance at Lelouch. "Let's just forget tis eve happened. You didn't see me the whole day."

Suzaku raised his eyebrow but didn't protest. He had never really seen the Director so angry before. He had no interest remembering this incident again.

"Of course." His lips stretched into a humorless smile. "But this does not mean we are friends."

"Thank goodness for that." And with that Lelouch exited the van.

Kallen was more than glad when her fellow partner had stopped crying (even if it was only out of fear of the Director) They were now racing down the highway, with loads of camera crews following them trying to shoot the scene perfectly.

Of course, she couldn't understand why the Director couldn't just make a stunt actor drive the truck and then shoot them sitting in the truck and having all the necessary conversations. It would be easier and more perfect that way.

(But when she had asked him about it he just mumbled something about 'not wanting to bear any more crazy people' before walking off)

"No no! We are supposed to take a right turn not left!" Kallen screeched as her partner, Nagata took a wrong turn. He merely growled and Kallen shrunk back a bit. It looked like he still hadn't forgiven her for her comment. She wondered if that was enough for him to crash the truck just to kill her….

"You are going the wrong way!" The frustrated, irritated and angry voice made Kallen wince. The Director was beginning to go mad. From what she had heard from CC, the prince and Kururugi were causing a lot of trouble for the poor man. Though it had been only a few days since she joined the cast (under the threat of blackmail) even she had heard about the inborn rivalry and hatred between the prince and the prime minister's son.

(She didn't know why they hated each other so much but maybe it was because of the fact that they were arrogant, stubborn and prideful and their personalities clashed)

Nagata made a U-turn and went back to the place they were supposed to be in. It was going to be a long day.

"My legs hurt."

Rivalz resisted the urge to snap at the stupid, arrogant and mostly spoiled prince sitting beside him. It had barely been 5 minute since they got on the bike and the royal princess was already complaining.

"Couldn't this thing be any bigger?"

Rivalz nearly drew blood when he bit his tongue in an effort to keep himself quiet and not say anything he would later regret (Or made to regret by Nunnally for hurting her brother)

"Lelouch stop complaining and say your dialogues." The Director's voice came through their earpiece that was small enough to remain undetected by the camera. He glanced at the boy beside and watched hum frown. He was sure that Lelouch was about to complain but the Director cut in. "Or else I would have to call Marianne."

That shut Lelouch up. Rivalz made a mental note of it. It seemed like Lelouch was afraid of his mommy. It was all Rivalz could do to keep the smile of his face.

"What are you smiling for?" Lelouch scowled.

Rivalz merely shrugged. He had to bear this brat just for this one scene. Then he would be free to go and laze around with the girls who were undoubtedly better company.

"I think I can feel my legs cramping-"

That is, if he got through this scene.

"How do you control this thing?!" Kallen screamed as her Knightmare frame stumbled and crashed into the side bar of the road.

The Director growled as he added another expense to his growing list. He knew that it wasn't the girl who was to be blamed- after all she was a regular girl who had only seen Knightmare Frames on T.V but he had hoped that she would learn soon and not-

"There goes the lamp post." His assistant muttered.

He rubbed a hand over his face. "I need all the people who are going to be using Knightmares Frames trained to do so before they go around gallivanting in those machines!" Behind him another scream and a loud explosion was heard.

"Let me out of this death trap!" Kallen Kouzuki shrill voice made the Director's head ache.

"Why did I sign up for this again…..?"

The tunnel was dark. Lelouch didn't like dark. It wasn't that he was scared of it or anything but he had enough brothers and sisters to know that darkness was the perfect place to play pranks on unsuspecting victims. And since he was working with that particular Japanese he was right to be careful.

"How did that witch even fit in this?" Suzaku asked tapping the huge metal ball shaped container insie which CC was supposed to be sitting and waiting for her cue to pop out.

"She is flexible." Lelouch said dismissively.

Suzaku sniggered. "Of course, you would know about how flexible she is." At the expression of disgust on Lelouch's face Suzaku's grin just widened. The first time he had thrown a jab about the bratty prince and CC he had done it out of irritation but when he had seen the horror in Lelouch's expression at that he had continued jibbing him.

Lelouch on the other hand merely glared at Suzaku. Many people over here as well as Britannia had their own thoughts and rumors about him and CC. He knew all the things talked about them and the rumors circulating. Of course it didn't help that she was constantly around him and, even in a public place, hung all over him like a zealous lover.

But the truth was known to both of them. CC had no interest in Lelouch. She had interest in irritating Lelouch and frustrating him. She said that she loved to watch his cold façade dissolve with even the slightest comment from her. He didn't exactly hate her. She was one of his closest friend and partner in crime for any pranks he wanted to play on his siblings but there were times he wondered why he still hung out with her. She was his best friend but he knew that it would never turn into anything more.

"Come on now! It's time to get the show on the road!" The Director yelled as the camera man positioned himself.

Lelouch sighed as he began reciting his lines.

Suzaku came into the scene. It was went perfectly- until the kick that it. Suzaku has practiced the 'Spin-zaku' kick for days just to get it perfect. He may be a great athlete but he too had his limits unlike the manga Suzaku who seemed to be like a robot.

It went something like this.

Spin-Zaku: Take 1!

Suzaku executed the spin perfectly but misjudged the distance and fell behind a few meters of his target: Lelouch. But his hard work wasn't wasted as his leg went on to hit the truck interior wall that despite looking like metal was not metal and just light cardboard.

It took 15 minutes for him to get his stuck leg out, for Lelouch to stop laughing and for them to replace the cardboard.

Spin-Zaku: Take 37!

After (finally!) getting the distance right Suzaku performed the kick.

Now it was Lelouch's time to start complaining.

As he crashed into the van's interior nearly bringing the cardboard down, Suzaku's loud guffaws could be heard throughout the tunnels.

"You did it on purpose!" Lelouch hissed as he tried to get up by himself. (Of course there were people trying to help him but the was just too damn prideful to accept anyone's help so easily)

"Oh did I?" Suzaku's green eyes gleamed from the lights focused on them and Lelouch glared even harder. He would get even. He always did.

Spin-Zaku: Take 48

And at last, the kick was perfect. Suzaku didn't ram into Lelouch, Lelouch didn't complain and the Director felt his headache disappearing.

"What the hell do you think you're going in my shirt?" At least until Lelouch started screaming obscene things and Suzaku was half spluttering half laughing. Looking around the Director noticed that most of the males near the van had red faces and excited expressions. (Luckily this scene had not needed many people so there were less than a dozen including him and the actors)

Frowning, he approached the van and peeked inside. And did a double take at the scene.

Lelouch was by the pod that was holding CC, Suzaku was leaning against the pod and was eyeing the inside of the pod with a slight blush on his face and slight smirk on his lips. But it was inside of the pod that had started this whole commotion. CC was in it, sitting with her cheese-kun plushy pressed to her chest and the Director understood what was so distracting about it. She was wearing nothing but Lelouch's thin shirt that did nothing to hide her generous chest (He reflected that the cheese-kun was going a better job of it that the flimsy shirt she had on)

Lelouch meanwhile was flaming in the face. Not with embarrassment (He had seen CC nearly naked more than a million times already and this was nothing new to him) but with anger.

"What the fuc-"The Director cut him off by entering the fray and glaring at each any every single person standing around enjoying the show

At the Director's frightful glare all the other scurried off and only Suzaku, Lelouch, CC and himself remained. "What are you doing?"

CC blinked up at him oh so innocently (But the director had never met such a cunning woman in his whole life so he was not really fooled) "I was sleeping."

"During a scene?"

"Well, they were taking too long so I thought I would take a short nap."

"Why aren't you wearing the straight jacket then?"

"That was too uncomfortable to sleep in."

The Director gritted hi teeth to hold in the complaints. Suzaku continued to laugh and Lelouch to glare.

"Why didn't you just come out and wait in the makeup van for them to finish?" He asked.

"Well….." He didn't like the smirk that appeared on his face but then it wasn't directed at him but rather the other two boys. He noticed Lelouch pale in fear and knew that whatever comes out from her mouth was not going to be good. For Lelouch.

"I could hear all sorts of noises and I thought that… well, I just didn't want to interrupt anything. " Turning to Lelouch she continued. "I could hear you shout 'Harder'. Never knew you liked to bottom so much Lulu."

Turning to Suzaku whose face had turned ashen at her implications, she grinned like a Cheshire cat. "And I heard you shout 'I'm cuming'. Isn't that a bit too much information even with so less people here." She clambered out and began walking away. But she still had a last parting shot left.

"Never knew you both liked to do it in the public so much. Maybe next time you can stop over at the bar and give the rest of us a show to-"The rest of her sentence was cut off by a screech from Lelouch and the puking sounds from Suzaku.

Her tinkling laugh trailed behind her and only served to worsen the severe headache the Director had.

Maybe it wasn't too late to quit just yet.

Author Notes: Well, it isn't even the full episode yet. I may make this story a bit more serious but until then bear with me. What about the pairings? Please no LelouchxCC since I want them to have a best friend kind of relationship in here. No KallenxLelouch too. Anything else will do though this will be focused more on friendship than on romance. Review!