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The Weapon's Remedy

Main Pairing: Rolo X OC

Genre: Romance/Drama

Summary: Slight AU. Post rebellion. Rolo remained as Lamperouge, but he never could see himself as human. One chance. C.C. demanded it from Lelouch. In peacefull world, did a weapon's life has meant? Would he find his own peacefull place?

Chapter 02

It was a hot, crowded, busy summer holiday on beach for a first-year senior high school student, Watase Sumire. She was really glad that finally, Japan could claimed their freedom half of year ago and joined UFN, so that she could peacefully resumed her education—all thanks to Zero and The Order of Black Knight.

She didn't know the detail reasons, but after UFN and Britannia Imperium had a thin-ice-layer kind of truce for whole two month, the two big nation made peace six weeks ago. Right now, the world was relatively in peace.

That's why her recent worriness wasn't about peace or war, but about a problem on her hands. She was grinning wryly at her sexy waitress-uniform of her first part-time job. A two-piece pink bikini and a frilly apron. When she wore her apron, she would be seemed to wear nothing underneath.

Under Britannia or not, she knew that waitresses were usually used as costumer-catcher with an eye-catching cute or sexy uniform. But, it was too much. If she didn't need much money for her father's rehabilitation on Refrain and her school fees, she wouldn't do this job.

She sighed. She would be truly very lucky if she wasn't ended get herself harassed. But, she still used her uniform.

"Sumi-chan, hurry up and get out! It's already lunch time!" A shout passed through the dressing room's door from kitchen.

"Okay, okay!" she shouted back as she pulled up her long mahogany hair in a tall ponytail. On the edge of her sight, she saw a beach warp. She immediately swooped it and gratefully warped it around her hips.

As she entered her 'battle field', she wore her brightest bussiness-smile and do her job. She escorted costumer to their table, took order, delivered their order, cleaned their seat after they left and back to her initial serving-job circle.

In pass noon, when her stall get less busy, an interesting teenage boy entered her stall. He seemed in same age as her. He strolled reservedly toward the counter to order. She couldn't comprehend why other people didn't notice him as much as she did. Really,they must be blind.

He had a cute small face with a seemly-edible plum lips which slightly folded down and made her wanted to make it fold upward. Underneath his dark-blue wetsuit, she could see that he had lissom slightly-muscled body with a pair of trained hands and a pair of long legs. His damp pale-brown hair seemed to be in a mess and more curly which make her want to shove her fingers on it. A few of sea water-drop hung on his end-hair, dropping and trailing on his pale milky cheeks and his creamy neck. Over all, he was looked really delicious.

Sumire shook her head while blushing vigorously. She never thought like that about anyone before—describe some one as sweet-yummy-food. But there was she, seriously considered about random costumer's lickable delicate neck. Or how beautiful his slender seemingly-sweet fingers were when it warped around a paper cup of drink.

No! Stop that, right now! She scolded herself. Her strangeness must be because of hot temperature. Weather-girl in morning news said that today would be the hottest day in this summer. It must be because of that. She turned around to resume her work.

But, in fast seconds, she felt someone undid her warp, warped his arm around her waist and grabbed her ass . She jumped in shock and made foods and drinks she carried scattered on floor. As she gasped at her order, the jerk and his friends were simply laugh it off.

They obviously did't get drunk—even though they acted as drunkers. She shot them a vicious glance and bumped his head with her plate. His painful cry made her smile satisfiedly. He let her go and rubbed his head.

"Hey, are you crazy?" he accused. She offered him her best bussiness-smile and replied calmly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Costumer. I thought you lost your balance, then I saw a strange-bug on your head. I guessed you won't appreciate it disturbed you. Can I have my warp back?"

" Do you make fun of us? What bug? I didn't see any bug on my friend's head." His friend stood up angrily and caught her wirst tightly. It seemed they won't give her warp back.

"Yeah, there're no bug. You just make excuse to bump random Brittanian's head. And here I thought that Elevens were decent human who don't hold grudge."

"Where is your manager? We should complain about your manner toward costumer."

Smile was frozen in her face, while she was clenching her fists. Their accusations were too much and too unfair. She almost lost her resist to fly her punch on them. It would feel good.

Then, they started to yell and shout, demanded manager's present. They made other costumer were alarmed. But on top of that, one of them, who gripped her wirst, unintentionally bumped a little girl and barked at her cries.

Oh, who is she kidding?

And punch she did. He stepped back by force as his friend was slack-jawed at her action. They fell in silence.

She grinned inwardly. Well, it did feel good.

-o-o-o-

"Now that she has gone, would you tell me your true reason of being here?" C.C. asked as she saw the ginger-haired girl left their hearing-range.

She had put her reports back in her bag, safe and neat, as she saw the couple approached her some minutes ago. She was making a sand castle beside her towel now.

A teenage brunette boy stood casually beside her. He look at the distant horizone as he replied,

"Shirley want to know what you have done in this two month. She seemed to worried about Rolo."

Accusing worriness. Did it hurt her? Even though it did, who was she to defend herself from such accusation? She was a witch. Witch was evil. Evil didn't has that kind of luxury right. So, she let it slipped. Instead, she smiled playfully.

"It seems, even The Almighty Zero can't say no to his girl's whims?"

Lelouch shot her a—supposedly—killing gaze which—unfortunately—was totally ignored by his target. After a whole one minutes of stubborness, he had to admit that she didn't care of his silent threat. He pinched his brigde nose as he said,

"People spread rumors about the two of you. You attend same year in Ashford, a lot of same classes, and have spent every weekend in this two months together. Rolo is delicate and reserved boy—that's the image he kept as my brother. And you are..." He tried to find a proper word to decribe her. C.C. turned around, stared him as if challenged him.

As he found too much words and couldn't pick just one of it, he shrugged his shoulder in give up. "..you," he resumed. C.C. rose her eyebrowns. She turned back and resumed her work.

"People think that Rolo and I were dating and I used him. Naturally. But you know the truth, you just have to tell her that to stop her worry. Woman loved to be trusted by her man." She suggested.

Lelouch blushed at how she referred him as 'man', or rather some girl's man. The idea of really become someone's boyfriend still felt strange for him. It gave him tingling sensation. He suppressed the sensation as he said,

"I want to, but what can I say about it? I will be ended up have to explain everything about Rolo and the truth about your relationship, about Geass Order. Those are too dangerous. I want her safe."

Silence fell between them. They knew many thing about romance relationship, but just in theory. Both of them lacked of true romance experience in their own life. All they knew was just kept every thing they cared about in safe and away from danger. And Geass Order, in its current state, was still harmfull.

"As he finished this mission, I would stay away from him. Her worry would end." C.C. broke the silence.

"In fact, I doubt this mission would give some thing good to him. His attachment toward me is the only thing ensures us that he's undercontrol."

"Lelouch..."

"C.C., I trust you. You're my accompalice. I trust your advice, your suggestion, your action. But,..."

"No 'but'. If you trust me, ..."

"I don't trust him."

She clenched her fists. Again. Lelouch did that again. Just because he overcame his geass without losing his sanity or being controlled by it, he thought everyone should be able to do that or better die. If they couldn't do either of those, then they were just mere trashes. And he refused to give those 'trashes' a second chance.

She never doubt that he applied that policy on himself—that's why it's hard to make him kept intact after he lost control over his Geass, to make him accepted the second chance she offered.

But, she had seen too much geass-user who was crumbled under geass' power. Many of them were people she truly cared. Among them, Mao was her greatest mistake. She still regreted it untill now. But, it had done. No weeping nor self loathing would do any good for them. In present, she couldn't do anything for them.

In other hand, she still could do something for Rolo and the other geass-users who was still alive. Lelouch was able to overcome it because he ever had happy experience as a normal innocent human boy.

Yet, the boys of The Order never had a normal life. No one of them was innocent. And happiness wasn't someone could give. It was someone could felt only if they let themself to be happy. But she still could tried to give them live as human instead of weapon.

That's the only thing she could do to fulfill her promise with Lelouch. A promise about a peaceful world which would last long enough that she would believe it wasn't a dream or a mere illusion. That's why she resumed her post in The Order and kept Lelouch as far as she could from The Order.

"Rolo is improving. Just stay away from us today." She started to gather their belongings. "And don't let him see you or her. I told him that you have date with her today. He have to forget about you one day in a week," she said coldly.

She left him before she saw Shirley approached them. The girl stared confusedly at her and Lelouch's silent fight. She was angry, that's true. It isn't like her to show one emotion, but now that girl and Lelouch saw a glimpse of her cold-rage. Lelouch changed that part of her. And its realization just made her angry even more.

C.C. ignored her confused look as she dragged her belongings far from the pair. She had work to do. And she wouldn't let a petty emotion or fight deterred her. She had sent Rolo to a little stall in north as she felt Lelouch's present. And now, that's her destination.

Oh, well, it even wasn't able to be called a fight!

AN/: Errm, this is it. I hope it's better than previous chapter. I won't babble further here because I have to go home now.

Chapter 03 will be told in Rolo's POV. After all, he's our lead character here.

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Sincerely,

E.C.