Shiranai Atsune: Hello Dear, I wanted to say that I truly appreciate all the reviews and PM. I wanted to answer all or any of your questions that would not give too big of a spoiler. So here I go.

The first thing you asked about Anya. Well lets see, she's an adorable little buff of pink and Lelouch is the biggest mother hen to ever hen, so yes, she is very close to them.

Yes we are getting Flashbacks like I said so don't worry.

When is C.C. coming in? Whenever she wants I guess ;) She is C.C. after all.

So what made you think Suzaku is back too? I did say Kallen and Lelouch were but I didn't even give Suzaku dialog to give you a hint. Also it's not just those three, Nunnally's back too, I think I made it clearer in this chapter though.

No Lelouch is not working behind the scenes this time, or Kallen would not have been worried about the new Viceroy coming to replace Clovis.

Yes the "Julius Kingsley" outfit, because by God somehow someway I'm putting one of two things in my fics about CG, That outfit, and Lelouch in a dress. I hate the OVA but that outfit just kills me.

Euphie will be here at some point don't worry. I'm not too sure about Anya's status, but she will appear in the story don't worry about it. *lots of hugs*

A/N(1): OK, people, fair warning right now for future chapters. There is something you should know about my thoughts on Suzaku. Let me just make it abundantly clear, there is a… hate/need relationship between Suzaku and I. You see, I hate this guy, OK? R2 made me want to punch him, Akito the Exiled made me want to kick the shit out of him. So, in other words, fuck that little shit, canon Suzaku can go fuck himself. However, here comes the need part, I need him to be Lelouch's lover, I don't know why, OK? I don't know why I ship them, I just do. So future chapters might have small doses of Suzaku's humiliation. Might, I'm not sure. But, know, that if I do write it, that it comes from a place of love. The love of Lelouch that is.

A/N(2): I know that this is a short chapter, but this is all that I could write for this chapter.

2017 A.T.B

The Vi Britannians, along with Sirs Suzaku and Jeremiah, reached the castle that would be their new home for a while, with Clovis leading the way. They stopped in front of one room, which, one of the two guards opened for them.

The room was big, the walls were white. Red rugs adorned the floor, with Clovis' desk. Also four couches surrounding a low glass table. The desk had a chessboard on it. The two knights stood at the door as the royal siblings headed towards the desk to sit.

"Would you care for a game brother?" asked Clovis. The older prince knew, he did not have a snowball's chance in hell he could challenge his younger brother, however, chess always made Lelouch more relaxed, and agreeable, if nothing else, he wouldn't strangle him in a fit of irritation like Cornelia would have done. In some ways, the fact that Lelouch is the one who is here, and alongside Nunnally, was a blessing, it at the very least, meant that he would not get humiliated in front of all his men.

"I don't see why not," the Black Prince accepted with a smile, making Clovis sigh in relief.

"Big brother, can I play with Clovis instead?" asked Nunnally sweetly. Clovis' eyebrow rose, not sure why Nunnally would want to play with him, in fact, Clovis was surprised that she could actually play in the first place.

Lelouch had no such thought apparently, because he gave Nunnally that sweet, special smile of his, that he only gave five people. "Of course, Nunnally. I don't think Clovis would mind either, would you?"

Clovis merely smiled and shrugged, seeing no harm in it. Nunnally and Clovis sat opposite from each other, on his desk, while Lelouch sat beside Nunnally. She took the black pieces while Clovis took the white ones, and the two of them began to play.

Clovis would like to say that… well, he would like to say a lot of things. That he was distracted, that he hadn't played the game in a while, that he did not fucking know Nunnally could actually play, and that he did not take the game seriously at all. But whatever he would like to say, it did not change the fact that he, Clovis La Britannia, had lost to his fourteen year old half sister.

"H-how?" was the only thing he could think to say, looking at the board. Ok look, Nunnally? she was strong, and at some points she could be scary, but what she is not, and has never been, was cunning. OK? That? That went to Lelouch. And yes, she was Lelouch's full blooded sister, but she was the exact opposite of her brother. Even now, she sits across from him, genuinely having the sweetest, gentlest smile anyone could have, while Lelouch would have been smirking triumphantly at this point.

So Clovis would just like to know one thing: What the fuck just happened?!

"That was amazing, Nunnally," said the blond trying to recover quickly, but his voice was a little shaky. He hoped none of the room's current occupants noticed.

With a sweet smile, eyes closed she said, "thank you, brother Clovis. I did learn from Lelouch after all. You see, the first thing I learned from him was, any piece could be sacrificed to reach your goals, isn't that right."

Her words held a strange tone to Clovis, something hidden beneath her words, it made Lelouch's face harden for a split second, and even Sir Suzaku flinched a bit. However before Clovis could even think to analyze what all what she said meant, she continued, face and voice void of happiness or smiles.

"But this time around, the king will not be sacrificed. Will he, Suzaku?"

"No, Your Highness," was the knight's whispered replay. Almost, Clovis could swear, filled with regret and sadness, as the knight's eyes did not leave the floor. Nunnally's gaze was determent, she seemed to glare at nothing, before closing her eyes, taking a small breath, then returning to the sweet girl that she usually was outside of battle, though the smile had altogether disappeared.

Clovis glanced at Lelouch, hoping to see surprise there, hoping to know that this was not something that happens usually. All he saw was regret, and acceptance.

Hoping to disturb this somber atmosphere, because it was choking him at this point -he had no idea how Sir Jeremiah could handle it- He opted to tell his brother about the ball that he had organized for their arrival. Which, he thanked whatever god was listening at the moment, it actually worked.

Lelouch blinked at him with, face blank and said, "Clovis, you know I don't like to attend balls, you don't have to do this,"

"Oh, come on, brother. The ball is just for fun, to let our nobles get to know you, and let them get an idea on how you would be running the show now. Most of them merely know you by reputation. You conquered the EU, fulfilled the deal you made with father, and got what you wanted. Yet hardly anyone knows about what actually happened. Some would call it luck, or just chuck it to Lady Marianne being father's favorite, that you and Nunnally had risen so high."

Lelouch's hand had clenched into a fist, and rested his chin on it, looking at Clovis sideways, with an annoyed look on his face. Lelouch finally sighed in resignation. "Very well," he said.

Clovis clasped his hands together with excitement, "Excellent. I'll call a few tailors to give all of you something that suits the occasion."

"Clovis, you don't have to do this," called Lelouch as Clovis stood up.

"Oh, nonsense," he waved his hand dismissively. "It will simply be brilliant, just you wait."

"No white clothes for big brother," said Nunnally to Clovis' surprise. The oldest Prince in the room glanced at his half sister in confusion. He know that Lelouch had stopped wearing anything remotely wight seven years ago, but he thought that that was just the boy's new sense of fashion after the attack on the Aries Villa. Nunnally's command -because that was a command- made him confused on why Lelouch not wearing white to be such a crucial thing.

Blinking at Nunnally in confusion, he just had to ask, "Why not?" the glare he got made his hair stand on end. "No white clothes for Lelouch, Clovis," she grouled. Clovis just had to step back from her. "V-very well, I'll inform the maid to tell the tailors," he conceded.

The Princess let a relieved breath, and gave him an apologetic smile. Confused, more than ever at the Vi Britannia line, he hoped, for the nobles' sake, that they would be able to acclimate to his brother's new rule in Area 11. He called for a maid, and ordered her to get the best tailors in Area 11 be brought here tomorrow. She bowed, and went on her way.

"Now, brother, tell me about these terrorist, you don't seem to be able to crush on your own," said the Black Prince, as he went to sit on one of the couches. He signaled for Suzaku to approach him with his finger.

His knight immediately obeyed. Standing right behind his prince, a blank expression on his face. Clovis noticed him clench his hand, as if he was stopping himself from doing something he did out of habit. Lelouch seemed to notice that as well, and his lips adopted a small smirk, as if teasing his knight.

Clovis decided that this was none of his business, as whatever the two of them did in their spare time is something neither he nor any of his siblings wanted to think about.

Clovis cleared his throat "Yes, them. These terrorist are very clever, it's like they know where everything and every soldier would be. It's very uncanny. It's also the fact that they had created a brand for themselves, trying to rile up the Elevens in their favor. They call themselves the black Knights."

Something unexpected happened then, that made Clovis's blood run cold. Lelouch Vi Britannia, The Black Prince, burst laughing uncontrollably. Not stopping. While Sir Suzaku merely looked shocked with eyes wide, and body frozen, mouth slightly open. Lelouch just kept laughing hysterically. Clovis just, had no idea what to say to that, he was pretty sure his younger brother had just went insane.

"The Black Knights, how amusing," he finally said, with mirth in his voice, as if had just heard the greatest joke in history. He opened his mouth as if to say something else, but Nunnally beat him to it, saying something Clovis would not have predicted come from her.

"I am afraid."

That shut Lelouch up quickly, as the four men in the room looked at the young Princess. Surprised to see unshed tears in her eyes "Big brother," she called and ran towards Lelouch, throwing herself at him. Lelouch wrapped his arms around her, speaking nonsense in order to calm the sobbing girl down.

"If they knew, if someone remembers…" she said trailing off, looking Lelouch in the eye. The Black Prince tried to calm her again, making shushing noises as he hugged her tighter to his body, and started stroking her hair.

It took a while for her to calm down. Yet even then, she did not look ready to let go of her big brother, as she sat comfortably on his lab with her hands around his neck.

Clovis finished explaining everything that had happened with the Black Knights to his brother, and Lelouch nodded in understanding. There was already a gleam of an idea in his brother's head, he just knew it.

"Brother, I think all of us are in need of supper right now," said the Black Prince, finally cutting the silence.

"Huh, yes, I suppose you're right. I'll order the cook for a feast in your honor then," He looked at a clock on the desk. "I'll leave you alone for a while then, there are somethings that I need to take care of. I'll send someone to fetch you when supper is done," Lelouch nodded.

"Oh, Clovis, could you send someone to show Nunnally her room?"

"Yes, of course," said Clovis with a smile. Nunnally and Sir Jeremiah followed him out. Nunnally gave one last glance at her brother and his knight, then followed her half brother out.

The only ones left in the room were Suzaku and Lelouch. The Black Prince extended his hand, as his knight went to the front of the couch that the prince was sitting on, he knelt, then held the hand to his lips and kissed it tenderly. The knight let go of his prince's hand, and with no hesitation, the hand went to the knight's cheek caressing it gently. As the prince looked adoringly at his knight from beneath his eyelash, the knight could not help but lean into the touch, kissing the inside of the Prince's palm.

"You are worried," observed the Prince.

"I am. Someone knows, someone remembers. And it could be anyone."

"So the question is, are they with us, or are they against us?" the smirk did not leave his lips, sitting there, relaxed, looking at nothing in particular.

"You don't seem to be worried at all," observed the Japanese boy.

"Do you doubt me, dear?" the prince turned his gaze to the knight, his hand raised to the boy's hair as he started caressing it. The knight put his chin on the Prince's knee, as Lelouch continued his actions, making him relax more and more, his eyelids becoming heavier, as he almost forgot to respond. As if in a trance he finally answered.

"Never, my love."

A wicked smirk adorned the Prince's lips. He loved his knight like this, on his knees, for him and only him. Willingly submitting to Lelouch's control, he just wanted to ravish his knight then and there. But he settled on putting his finger on Suzaku's chin, raising it, and letting their eyes meet, he lowered his head, and gave his love a small chaste kiss.

"You let me worry about everything else, all you have to do, is follow my orders," he said slowly, huskily, in a voice so hypnotic, Suzaku wondered why Lelouch would ever need Geass to get what he wants. And his knight whispered back.

"Yes, Husband."