Disclaimer: I don't own code geass no matter how much I wish I did.

Ginger: Okay! For those of you that didn't know, this is a sequel to 'A new world and a new life just beginning.' This is a little while after Lelouch had found himself in a new home, and now he continues his redemption getting to grow up for a second time, hoping he can grow up right this time around. But this story also has Suzaku's POV because he's now going through the same thing. Hope you guys like it!

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It had been nearly a month since Lelouch had woken up and discovered his new family at the Berkenbridge home.

His grandfather Quatre Midnightstar had forged his adoption papers and had sent them through the system with help from several government friends officially making him Lelouch Alistair Berkenbridge (He had chosen his own middle name for his new father).

His father Leon had since returned to his job meaning Lelouch spent plenty of time with the rest of the family at Midnightstar sanctuary.

He finally felt at home and very comfortable with where he was and who he had become.

Lelouch was now a very happy teen, the weight of the world was no longer on his shoulders and he had his family. He was a loving brother, and happy son, and a cheerful friend.

Of course strange things happened in his home, aside from the scary German soldier from WWII, the two half dead souls that kept him company, and the dead glider pilot that played with his younger siblings, he had his closet, in which he discovered a friendly wooly mammoth that he had affectionately named Snow, his older brother Jake had given him a tank with several young cuttlefish, there was of course, Aldair, the talking anteater with teeth that tried to hog the bed, and then there was his Uncle Roderick who was a complete nut job that was a part of Lelouch's social therapy.

But all in all it was home. Until something even stranger happened one day.

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It was around eight a.m. which was when Lelouch usually woke up as the sun slowly climbed up the opposite side of the house, reflecting off the ocean and into his window.

As always all that was visible on the bed was a large lump under the black and white striped comforter, the Anteater asleep at the foot of the bed, and the hand that reached out from underneath the blanket to hit the snooze button on the alarm clock as several raven spikes peeked out from the top of the blanket.

But today, Lelouch didn't want to get up. For some reason his body was unusually sore and he was extremely groggy. So he curled up under his blanket even more and tried to drift off again knowing that Leon was eventually going to come look for him.

Sure enough……

"Lelouch?" came Leon's familiar British accent as he knocked on the door.

Lelouch just continued to hide under his blanket.

"Lelouch, come on, it's time to get up." said Leon walking into the room.

Lelouch just let out a squeaky yawn as he stretched under his blanket.

"Come on Lelouch, get up." said Leon pulling back the blanket.

"But daddy! I don't wanna!" Lelouch sighed looking up. But he paused when he saw Leon looking at him strangely.

It was then that he realized that his view of the world around him seemed to have changed………. and Leon had suddenly gotten much larger.

"Daddy………." he said slowly. Then he stopped and thought for a second. 'Wait, why am I calling him daddy instead of dad?' he thought to himself. "Why are you so big?"

"Because you're really small Lelouch. You're small enough that you make Kit look like a giant." said Leon oddly.

Lelouch starred for a moment, then he looked at his hands which were tiny. He quickly jumped out of bed, nearly falling from a misjudge of the distance and ran past Leon into the bathroom where he found he was almost shorter than the counter, only the top of his forehead reaching the edge of the cool marble. He reached up an attempted to climb but he just wasn't strong enough.

"I think we're going to have to get you a step stool if we can't reverse this." said Leon walking in and gently picking him up.

Lelouch finally got a good look at himself in the mirror and what he saw was nothing short of unusual and awkward.

In the mirror, in Leon's arms, was a pale, skinny little boy with spiky black hair, his violet eyes filled with curiosity. He was swimming in the pajama shirt the he had worn to bed, the sleeves reaching past his elbows.

Lelouch gently poked his face, trying to make sure it was really him. Once he was sure that it wasn't a joke, he did the only thing he could think of.

He opened his mouth letting out a high pitched childish scream.

"Hang on now!" said Leon covering his mouth to make him stop. "There's no reason to scream."

"No reason?! Daddy! I look like I'm three!" Lelouch shrieked.

"I know, but we need to figure this out rationally. This isn't the first time this has happened in the family I can assure you. We just need to talk to Mr. Malachai about it alright?" Leon said, setting him down.

"And here I thought this family couldn't get any weirder!" he huffed, a childish lisp to his speech as he crossed his arms against his chest.

"I'll go call dad and maybe he can stop by on his way to work, I don't think he works till this afternoon."

"Good thing you're off today Leon." said Aldair hopping off the bed and walking over to Lelouch. "You're quite the scrawny little thing aren't you? Short too."

"Hey! That's not nice! At least I don't say you're a monster!" Lelouch said in retaliation.

"I'm going to go call dad." Leon sighed, then he left the room.

"What's happening to me Aldair?" Lelouch asked. "This isn't normal!"

"Like anything else in this family is?" Aldair said amused. "You're talking to an angelic creation gone wrong and one of your best friends is a wooly mammoth in your closet."

Lelouch just sighed and thought for a moment before reaching up and opening his closet door where he saw snow laying underneath a tree.

"Hi Snow!" he called waving.

The mammoth let out a trumpet before reaching out and pulling him over.

"Snow, it's cold." he muttered, shivering as his bare feet touched the icy ground.

She just wrapped her trunk underneath and around him, as he leaned against her.

"What on earth is goin' on here?" Lelouch muttered, trying to think as Aldair joined them, laying beside Snow's trunk.

"It's usually a part of redemption." Aldair said. "I know Quatre went through something similar, but he only reverted back to a fifteen year old, not a three year old, and then he grew back normal, a year counting as a year. Sometimes, a year of growth can occur within a week or a month depending on a case."

"A year's worth of growing in a week? Ouchies! That sounds painful." he muttered childishly.

"I'm sure it is." Aldair agreed.

Lelouch just let out a small whimper as he curled up against Snow, letting himself doze off as he wondered what was bound to happen next in his new life.

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Ginger: Okay guys chapter one is up! I hope you like this one as much as the first one!