I do not own Code Geass or any of its Characters!

A/N: I know the characters are pretty OOC, but that's kind f the fun of this fic! Anyways, I hope you enjoy the second chapter!

Euphemia stared at Lelouch worriedly as he paced around her bedroom.

"You really expected a positive response with the way you approached it?" she asked tentatively, knowing all two well that he was not in the talking mood.

"Well, I thought that she would agree to it, but apparently her family taught her nothing about her destiny. She thinks that she's nothing but a lowly café' waitress." L ranted as he paced more.

Euphemia stared up at the flickering lights. "Lelouch….you need to calm down…I don't want to fix these light bulbs again."

He stopped, and stared at her in irritation. "What do you suggest that I do to convince her? If I don't make her my bride in a week I'm done for. You know this.

She nodded in agreement. "Well normally I would say bite her in her sleep…but I know she has to comply so that's out of the question….maybe you should be nice to her and just try to win her over?"

Lelouch stared at her in disbelief. "She's rude, arrogant, and acts like a spoiled brat. She spit at my feet. She is definitely not the girl that I thought she was."

Euphemia sighed, and in her normal calming way she said. "You kidnapped her and locked her up without any explanation except you want her to be your bride, which would involve turning her into a vampire. I don't think I would be very happy in that situation either…"

"….I suppose you're right…" he whispered thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "I'll try talking to her again." He quickly left his sister's room and returned to the dungeon where CC was chained up. She glared at him, her amber eyes filled with pure hatred.

Lelouch took a deep breath. "Listen; instead of ordering you to be my bride, I'll just suggest you think about it. You'll give in eventually, but I know you'll gain some sort of satisfaction with the illusion that you have made the decision."

Cc stared at him. "There is no way in hell I would ever become your bride."

Lelouch had reached the point where he was almost too annoyed to even fake civility. "Listen, I'm just letting you go…you're obviously not the girl that I thought you were. Maybe there was a mistake…" He mirrored her glare. "You're rude and disrespectful even though I've been kind to you."

"Kind to me?" She almost screamed. "I'm naked and chained to a wall! How is that kind?"

He ignored her and rubbed his temple to ease the headache her shrill screaming caused him. "Look….I am letting you go. So you can stop screaming now." He unlocked the chains and she groaned as she fell to her knees before him. He was startled as her bangs shifted.

"What's that on your forehead?" He asked, pointing to the red mark that was perfectly hidden by her bangs. She looked away.

"I have no idea!" She snapped. "I was born with it, and my parents were so obsessed with it that they kindly carved it into my chest as well."

L looked down. Surely enough, a matching mark was etched violently beneath her breast.

"….Get your clothes on." He ordered, determined to rush her out before she could see that the same symbol covered the wall she was chained to.