Just a little something I dreamt up.

This would probably never happen if they actually had an R3, but I thought it might be interesting.

The italics are the character's thoughts depending on the Point of View.

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Weavile Presents:

A Code Geass Fan-Fic

Code Geass R3: Ryosuke of the Epoch

Prologue

A large hay cart driven with horses was recognizable against the sea of green grass and hills. The galloping of horses were the only sounds that could be heard, it was the same rhythm. Almost mesmerizing. Thump…Thump…Thump…

The green-haired girl lying on the back of the cart found it all very peaceful.

The world that he had promised.

"I guess Geass doesn't isolate people after all, eh Lelouch?" she called to him aloud.

"C.C." The person driving the cart said. His face was covered.

"Hmm?" the green-hair girl asked, still looking at the blue sky.

"We're here." The man pulled off the hat, revealing his face. His green hair slicked back, and one of his eyes had an orange mask over it.

"Ah. Thank you, Jeremiah." She said. "I appreciate this, and I hope that your orange fields prosper." She had spent a long time in the city after Lelouch's death, but she decided it was time to go elsewhere.

As C.C. came down from the cart, Jeremiah said quietly, "You loved him, didn't you?"

C.C. smirked, "No, I never loved that demon."

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"A week from today, it will have been six months since the fall of the Evil Demon Emperor Lelouch Vi Britannia. We are proud to announce that there will be a Festival celebrating the U.F.N. that day."

Ryosuke Yoichi snapped his eyes away from the broadcast.

Surely they realize that Zero isn't the same as he was?

He scoffed, leaning against the counter he was sitting at.

Ruffling his spiky black hair in irritation, he turned his attention to the outside window.

The street outside was in fact the place the real one was slaughtered.

"Is something wrong, Ryosuke?"

A man wiped sweat from his forehead as he walked in from the kitchen. His apron was heavily stained and his sleeves were rolled up.

His curly mess of hair leaned to the side slightly, and his eyes had shadows under them.

"The question is, have you been getting enough sleep, Ohgi?" Ryosuke said, more concerned about him. Ohgi was the Prime Minister of Japan, yet he still insisted on helping out at Tamaki's bistro with his friends.

Ohgi laughed. "No. I'm fine,"

"Is little Soya keeping you up?" Ryosuke said slyly.

"Yeah…" Ohgi admitted. "He's quite a handful."

"And Villetta? Is she well? I haven't seen her in awhile."

"She's doing fine. She hasn't been here because of Soya." Ohgi said.

"Even being the Japanese's trusted leader, you insist upon helping out Tamaki. How noble. You should be getting rest…and your security should be with you."

Ohgi grinned from ear to ear.

There's no doubt he is very proud of the new family and new life he leads. His compassion for his home country…

Changing the subject, Ryosuke said, "They're having a festival, over an Emperor's death….how patriotic."

"Yes…" Ohgi whispered sadly this time, "The Zero imposter."

"It's kind of funny, actually, that an eighteen-year-old ruled the earth for two months." Ryosuke said.

"Once Zero took his life…everything called down, and now it's peaceful. Maybe it's what the world needed," Ohgi said quietly.

What the world needed indeed.

"Ryosuke…what's that car outside?" Ohgi questioned.

Ryosuke straightened up, now alert. His blue eyes lit up in fear as he saw the vehicle parked outside the bistro.

Three men charged for the door, all dressed in the same uniform. The surrounded Ryosuke, and put him in handcuffs. "Ryosuke Yoichi, in the name of Japanese Law…you are under arrest!"