-Authors Note-

Hi! Okay, so I guess I didn't give a proper intro in the beginning but I did want to say hello! Now for the reason why I wrote this- well I love C2. Yes, I know it's C2 but in the story, it's gonna be C.C so sorry if that makes someone angry besides the point- I loved her stone cold face, like someone who isn't shaken easily. You know? I wanted to make another story for her since I have like two other ones that I am stuck on. This is an AU, so I wanted to transform the characters into something I can be proud of- so I do hope you enjoy this. I wanted to keep my characters pretty similar to their onscreen counterparts so I hope I do some justice. I will be giving warnings to some of these chapters since I am going to be depicting surgeries and body modification- or other stuff. So I hope I do well! Please tell me what you think should happen and I hope you enjoy reading!- Avv90

*Warning! Drugging/Rape depictions*


Chapter 3: Tuck

Three weeks had passed since I opened up someone's genital and shaped their nipples into stars. Thinking about it made me feel hazy. I was feeling…. So normal. Too normal. I wasn't displeased but it seemed like the calm skies before a waving storm.

"Will you come to the gathering I am having at my house?" I smiled to my professor.

"Of course." He handed me back my midterm. Another excellent grade.

"And thanks for helping me out… I knew Mao was a bit-"

"I understand." I nod slowly,

"Oh… Your part-time job right?" I shook my head,

"It's my residency you see... My hours were moved up." He nodded slightly,

"Then I will see you tomorrow night?" I nodded.

"You will." He smiled.

"Go on then."


"Well-" The doctor I shadowed scratched his head, "Can you go make me a coffee?"

"How many sugars?"

"Four and two creams." I nodded quickly turning back. This was just typical. No action the same old 'make my coffee' crap I did every day. I poked around for a bit, knowing I could take a ten-minute break outside.


I felt the cold air push me back slightly, I needed to breathe just for a moment-

"C.C?!" My eyes grew large at the voice. I searched for its owner looking down at the silver haired woman, she waved her arms in the air waiting for me to respond. Behind me I heard the door crack, seeing a nurse come out.

"Smoke break C.C?" I turned to her,

"No- I someone is bringing me my lunch-"

"C.C!" I rose my hands for a second.

"Excuse me." I rushed down the lawn, my heels sinking into the soft ground with every step. I saw Villetta, cigarette in hand.

"What are you doing here?" I took her by her arm swerving her around, she stared at my hand for a moment.

"Wel, you told me not to call you-"

"Showing up unannounced is worse." I gave a slight smile, before releasing crossing my arms.

"I know that." Her lips pouted. "But my friend wanted to thank you-"

"They are healing well I presume?" Villetta nodded,

"Very well. Though they would like to test out what they paid for-"

"No masturbation until fully healed." She nodded.

"I told her." She offered me a smile. "Besides the point… She wanted me to give you a present." I pushed my hair back,

"The money was enough."

"She is a famous designer- rich family you know the type?" I nodded, "She made a gown in your name and wanted me to deliver it personally."

"Really?" Villetta nodded before turning slightly to the side, on the trunk of a black Mercedes was a black box.

"She would like for you to have it in appreciation for the favor you did her."

"It wasn't much of a favor…" I scratched my cheek for a moment, "Tell her I said thanks though." She nodded quickly handing over my box.

"I will!"


"Nan. I sent you some money- to buy shoes. Or whatever you want?" I twirled my hair to hear her sigh,

"Why?"

"My paycheck just came out. I had some extra and wanted to treat my favorite person in the world!" I could hear her giggle.

"Sweetheart. You should have used it yourself- to buy some new books-"

"I bought all my books, Nan. I told you!" She seemed to simmer down a bit,

"I know honey. I am thankful you know?"

"I know." Her smile was sure to be large. "Besides that- tell me how that soap is going?" Her loud noise ready to tell me a long story came to play giving me a smile.


I pulled up my phone, it was the right address. I looked back down to my phone- I wasn't expecting this. I set my phone down into my bag seeing the large home I was approaching. It was a mansion in its own right… hard to believe a college professor could afford such a luxury but I guess him being a surgeon and his wife a famous scientist would be the reason. I turned my head slightly, the street filled with cars. How nice- this was going to be such a splendid night!

The door opened relieving me to a freshly shaved professor. His eyes were puffy almost red, but his attire change from his usual blazer and messy hair into a dress shirt and dark pants with brown shoes. His hair was combed back making him look younger, he smelt of expensive cologne which consumed my nose. He pulled me inside, just as I slipped my coat off. My shoulders saw the light in the warmth of his home as I removed my coat.

"You look to be doing well financially?" My cheeks grew red slightly. I looked down to my dress, it was gold- conformed to my shape. It was impressive and probably expensive. I didn't pay a cent though, thank god. That person really came in hand, I looked elegant- something I never thought I would obtain. I was looking forward to wearing this out for all it's worth after all. I handed him my coat, watching him hang it on the coat rack.

"No-No…" I shook him off quickly, "Still just a poor college kid you know- trying to feed myself-" He handed me a drink seemingly out of nowhere, I took it quickly drinking to ease my tension before I looked around. "Where is everyone?"

"Not here yet." Strange.

"I am first?" I drank more, it was a first. I have never been first to anything. "Wow."

"Come with me." My eyes grew large as he led me and I trailed him. Just from taking a few steps I could see that his house was elegant. Beyond what I could comprehend. The dark flooring matching the marble stonework at the front of the hallway. There was a low mocking sound of a fountain- where did they keep a fountain in this house? I could see the artistic nature someone would have to have to create such a home. Maybe a designer even?

"Your wife has amazing taste." He didn't answer quickly, averting instead and leading me to a distant place.

"I know." He was bleak in speaking. It was strange- he always loved to cut me off and speak to me.

"Where is she-" I was cut off like usual. I was feeling a bit better.

"Out of town." He shrugged slightly, "She is in Tokyo." I nodded following along quietly.

"And your-"

"With our son." I wasn't expecting to be alone with him- who would throw a party when both his wife and son were out of town?

"Professor-" He seemed to be grungy about that title.

"Please call me -"

"-?" He nodded. I smiled lightly, drinking slowly as I followed him.

"And C.C?' I nodded.

"What is your name?" I smiled lightly,

"C.C." He turned back to me,

"Really?" I nodded.

"I-" I looked down to my drink. Was it gone already?

"I will go get you another glass?" I nodded lightly,

"Yes please." I turned to the living room. It was furnished. I thought I could hear something. Muffled but something. Another drink lay next to me- in fact… I turned my head back, on the piano there were two drinks. The more I looked around the more drinks I could see. Wait.

"Thanks for waiting." I was given another drink. I eyed it. It was dark, like a usual drink. I stirred slightly, seeing small residue at the bottom. "Is something wrong?" I cocked my head slightly.

"No-" I felt it.

"Do you know how many women we have here?" I should have known. "Sixteen. All of them drank till their third but here we have our A student catching on quickly." He ran his hand through his hair messing it up.

"What-" The drink fell to the ground. I was losing my motor skills quickly. I needed to leave- "Ah!" My legs caved.

"I suspected my star pupil would be wiser than the rest of these sluts so I tapped in a little extra to put you down." I- what? His hands slipped from under me, taking time in his arms. No! I needed to leave. I lifted my hand only to have it fall. "I like 'em feisty."


I was zoning in and out- my head was sore- but I was sure I was thrown on a bed. I felt the cold air spread around me and in a moment the dress that covered me was mind was screaming for an end to the paralyzation. I was dying to move- I needed to leave. I could hear it now- clearly. They were muffled screams. A cool metal surface touched my face, I knew it was a camera from the bright light that made my eyes hurt. A pinch at my mouth allowed for a sound to escape my lips,

"Stop-" He pushed my head up, securing a knot behind my ears. It was a gag. "Please-" He gave me a chuckle.

"Shut up you slut. You smile all day- at everyone… I knew you wanted this from the beginning!" No. This is not what I wanted. He moved his face down slowly tracing my cheeks with his tongue. I was exposed to him as he climbed the bed. He smacked his lips against my breast. I resisted shriveling in place. My eyes burned red as I felt a tear run down my cheek. A single hand moved down to my panties, feeling a hand slide inside of me.

"Ahh!" The gag covered my horror,

"Relax." He stood up- it was comical how I heard a zipper slide. How could I think it was comical-

maybe it was my head. I was always like this. My mind was wrapped around what was going to happen to me. Why? Why did it feel like I wasn't even in this room? Like I was even on the same planet as this whole thing? Was this what others felt? I wasn't in this situation- I was somewhere else and not about to be raped? I was scared. Why wasn't my body doing what I told it to do? I was drugged. The harsh reality that was my brain didn't even give me a moment of rest. Not a moment of peace, no stockholm syndrome, nothing. Just harsh reality. I knew where I was and what I was going to have to go through. "I'll wear a condom."


I pushed open my room door, I still wasn't completely coherent. I made it home by the luck of some deity. I was numb. Nothing else just numb.

I moved into the strip club going to the stairs.

"Hey-" I didn't listen to what the bartender said to me, as I climbed the stairs. I must have been interrupting something, seeing a bunch of men stand up at the sight of me. At the end of the table sat Lelouch. He looked up from a book and to me. His eyes unpleased at my sight. He scrunched his nose in distaste turning back to his book.

"Sit down." I could hear muffled voices at his command.

"Boss- she's interrupting an important meeting-"

"She's my woman." He didn't look up, "If she wants to burn this building down then so be it." I didn't care what he called me. "Come here Proserpina." I eyed him slightly, moving to the table where they were at. Stacks of money laid around.

"I want you to do something for me." He placed a finger down on the book he was reading shutting it.

"Okay."


Hi Hi! I hope you enjoy and tell me what you think! I am sorry for writing so much this time... Umm... I really worked hard and hope you enjoyed!