A Tale of a Girl in Wonderland and her innocent White Bunny
"Have a safe trip, Milady Nunnally." Sayoko said politely as Nunnally drove out in her wheelchair.
"'Milady Nunnally.' It's great having a maid, is it not, cripple?"
These kinds of attacks were normal for Nunnally. Yes, she was bound to her wheelchair. And she also was blind. And it was also true that because of the principal's warm-heartedness she and her beloved Onii-sama were allowed to live in the student council building and got their personal maid. Of course she was seen as a parasite, just as she felt herself.
"I'm sorry, but what do you care, Nina?" Calling out Nunnallys thoughts it was Alice who tried protecting the crippled girl.
"Fuck off, Alice."
"Why should I? So that you can bully her unhindered?"
"'t's not your business."
"Of course it is. And I'll make you regret it if you do not leave Nunna-chan alone at once."
"Nunna-chan? How sweet, lesbo."
"Why you…!"
"Please, Alice, don't argue!" Nunnallys voice was the only thing able to calm her down.
"Fine, I'll let her go…"
"Right, obey your cripple."
Seemingly without further noticing Alice went off with Nunnally.
A brief second later Nina felt but a little sting and a light breeze under her skirt and by now Alice got herself a new trophy. A trophy she would never show anybody. A silky trophy.
"Say, Alice, why do you always protect me?"
"If you don't want me to, I'll stop."
"That's not it. It's just… you always take everything for me and yet I can't even return these favors."
"Regardless. I'm doing this because you are important to me."
"Thank you… eh, by the way, what Nina just said… is it true?"
"Which thing?"
"Of you being lesbian."
"Would you hate me as well if I was?"
"Of course not. That's your personal decision." Alice kneeled before Nunnally and laid a hand on her cheek.
"Listen to me, Nunna. I love you just like a little sister. But why did you ask?"
"Nothing… just…"
Alice had to bite her lips to make sure she did not say anything stupid. Of course she loved this girl more than a little sister. But… even if she would return her feelings, what would society say? Not even were they both girl, but one of them was also blind and crippled.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to embarrass you…"
"Embarrassed? Me?"
"You're blushing."
"Oh…" She hated herself for being blind. These kinds of reactions were unknown to her eyes. As a little child she never blushed. She just knew this kind of reaction from her precious Onii-sama, when someone asked him about Euphie.
After the fight came to an end the Ghetto became silent, until, inside the G1, a shot fell.
Shortly after, C.C. saw Lelouch sneaking away from the base. It was the perfect moment to show herself to him, but suddenly he started running like stung by an adder, to the school and on into his room.
She understood very well, why. Most likely he killed someone. The first murder was a… cruel feeling; of course he felt a heavy sickness.
A short while later C.C. sat in front of his window. She could not just jump into there. And so she was cursed to sleep out here. Having to sleep in front of a 17-year-olds window, what a dishonor…
About two hours later, by now it was pitch-black out in the open, Lelouch went into his room. Now she was curious. He killed someone; someone sacrificed her life for him. Now, what would Marianne's son do?
For fucks sake, that's not for real now, is it?!
But it was. She observed the demon king pleasuring his little prince under the blanket.
He just fucking killed his own brother and now he's choking a chicken? Of course. Just forgot who's son he was…
The Movements under the blanket became faster, less controlled and erratically. A few seconds later he grabbed a tissue and she kicked the wall out of anger.
What a waste… He's jerking off and I, a damned three feet away am starving for sex like I do for pizza… this entire lovely... *sob* in a tissue… God damn you, Lelouch…
Yes, she longed for it. For strong hands to hold her, hold her tight, so tight that it would hurt; she could take it, for lips pressing on hers, for a tongue to fondle hers and for a knee shoving in between her thighs.
With dreams in this direction and a hand in her slip C.C. finally fell into sleep…
Wow, long name in this one. So long in fact that I could not even upload the whole name. Dammit.
This is basically a summary of Chapter 3 from Nightmare of Nunnally minus Nemo plus some angry C.C. and my perverted sense of humor.
Nemo will not appear in this one as well as the other Irregulars.
The credit for making Marianne a peeping perv and for some of the parts in this goes to Sierra-de-Lafayette. In this one especially making C.C. a happy camper^^
If you want to know where I stole read her Fanfic. I'd greatly recommend that either way.^^