Chapter 3

"Welcome home, big brother." Nunally greeted her still-paralyzed brother with a big smile. "CC and I were just having a nice talk. Why didn't you tell me you had a girlfriend?"

"Hehe, this should be interesting" Abraham chuckled in CC's mind.

Indeed. If I remember correctly, he should regain his senses in 3… 2… 1… Now.

"What?! Nunally I swear this isn't what you think it is! This girl is just a… friend! That's right, a friend!" Lelouch began frantically. "She was just joking around with that whole promise thing, right?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about. I distinctly remember you promising to make my wish come true a few days ago." CC replied with one of her small Cheshire grins.

"Now, listen here, I never—"

"Lelouch, that's not a nice thing to say to CC. I think if you made her a promise then you should keep it." Nunally scolded.

"Ok, fine." Lelouch sighed. "CC, can I see you in the other room? I want to talk to you about something."

"I suppose. It was very nice to meet you, Nunally."

"It was nice to meet you too, CC. Do you think I will be seeing you around more? Maybe we can talk again sometime, if that's fine with Lelouch, of course."

"Yes, I would like that very much. Now if you will excuse me, I have some business to take care of with Lelouch."

And with that, CC followed the raven-haired youth out of the room and into the hallway. As they walked in the direction of his bedroom, the green haired witch began to think what information she should reveal to him this time. It was a given that she would need to warn him of other geass users and code bearers, but beyond that, she wasn't quite sure how to warn him of the other dangers he would face without giving away that she had traveled back in time. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted when Lelouch spoke.

"Are you done just standing there? I have some matters which I would like to discuss with you, in private."

"Yes, I was just thinking of something important related to our conversation."

With that said, CC entered his room and took her customary spot on his bed; her legs tucked up to her chest hugging a pillow in place of her treasured cheese-kun plushie. Lelouch just gave her a look of both disgust and irritation before taking a seat at his desk.

"First off, I would like an explanation of how you are even alive and here at the moment. I saw you get shot in the head; a normal person would be dead right now after suffering a wound like that." Lelouch began without preamble.

"While it is true that I died, I have something called a code which allows me to recover from any wound, no matter how sever, and which also keeps me from aging. In other words, I am immortal."

"I see. Is this code of yours also responsible for this new power that I have?"

"Yes. As a code bearer, I am granted the ability to bestow the power of geass, which manifests itself differently depending on the person. When someone is granted a geass, the user is bound to the code bearer by a contract."

"What exactly are the terms of our contract? What is it that you expect me to do?"

"I'm not quite sure at the moment. I'll let you know when I think of something." CC replied, despite knowing exactly what it was she desired.

"I see, so is there anything that you feel I should know or will you be leaving now?" Lelouch asked somewhat hopefully.

"Actually, there is something else that you should know. I am not the only person out there who possesses a code and you are not the only one who possesses a geass. And who ever said anything about me leaving?" CC replied with a smirk. "I was under the impression that you were a gentleman, and a gentleman would never throw a poor girl, who has nowhere to go, out into the cold."

"Of course I am a gentleman, but where exactly do you think you will sleep? Between Nunally and myself, I have no spare beds for you to use and since you aren't a student here, I can't exactly find you an empty dorm room." Lelouch reasoned, still trying desperately to convince the green-haired woman to leave.

"I think I will be fine with this bed. It is rather comfortable after all."

The immortal witch figured that while she may have regretted how things were done in the past, and had traveled back in time to fix them, there was no way she would pass up a chance to taunt and annoy Lelouch again. Besides, she reasoned, if she was going to go ahead and change the future, she might as well get a good night's sleep.

"Of course it is comfortable, it's my bed." Lelouch grumbled. "Where exactly do you expect me to sleep? On the couch?"

"Yes, that is exactly what I expect a proper gentleman to do. Now will you keep it down? I'm trying to sleep."

And with that said, CC tossed her boots in Lelouch's direction, narrowly avoiding hitting his head. Grumbling to himself about rude witches, Lelouch picked up her shoes and placed them neatly at the foot of the bed. Taking one last scornful glance at the woman now occupying HIS bed, he gathered up a spare blanket and pillow, placed them on the couch, and collapsed onto it in exhaustion. As soon as he settled into the makeshift bed, he promptly drifted off to sleep.

CC woke up to the sound the blinds being opened, accompanied by the harsh light of the sun. Groaning, she quickly drew the covers over her head in an attempt to fall asleep again. The raven-haired teen, however, had other plans and as such began to tug at the covers in a weak attempt to dislodge them from the woman's grasp. Suddenly, he felt no resistance and the next thing he knew, he was on the floor, slightly dazed.

"Ow! What did you that for, you witch? I have to get Nunally and myself ready for school and you're wearing my uniform's shirt." Lelouch growled.

Finally deciding to get up, CC looked down at the former Britannian prince with a smirk on her face. This expression only served in making Lelouch even angrier.

"What exactly is so funny? Thanks to you, I injured myself and I am most likely going to be late to class now."

"First off, calm down, you only fell back onto the floor. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt so much if you decided to work out a bit; I have met girls with more muscles than you." CC began with that Cheshire grin of hers still on her face. "And second, I took your shirt because I don't have anything else to wear at night and I doubt you would appreciate it if I slept nude. Or is it perhaps you secretly enjoy the idea of a girl wearing one of your shirts?"

"I- I have no idea what you are talking about! How could I feel any enjoyment in seeing one of my freshly-cleaned shirts being stolen by a witch?" Lelouch stammered with an odd mixture of embarrassment and rage.

"Fine. I will go change and you can have your precious shirt back."

With nothing more to say, she turned towards the direction of the restroom. A few moments later, a door being closed was heard. Lelouch just shook his head and sighed. He had a feeling that between explaining to his teacher why he was late to class and to his friends why his shirt exuded a faint womanly scent, today was going to be a long day. Shortly after he completed his musing, he heard the bathroom door open again. As he turned towards his door, he felt instead of watched as the white cloth flew into his face. Deciding to ignore the woman's obvious attempts to provoke him, he simply fixed his uniform and left.

Once she was certain that Lelouch was gone, CC pulled out his credit card, which she had snatched when he was busy finishing dressing, and with a hungry grin adorning her face, went off to look for a phone.

On the other side of the campus Lelouch suddenly got the feeling that he was missing something important. Unable to determine what it was exactly, he wrote it off as paranoia due to his new 'roommate'. Despite this, he still couldn't quite get rid of the ominous feeling in the back of his mind.

Back in his dorm room, CC set down the phone with a look of contentment and eagerness written all over her face. The reason behind this and Lelouch's uneasy feeling was really quite simple: she had just ordered 3 large pizzas with his credit card.

"Are you sure that was such a wise idea, CC? I'm certain that Lelouch will not be pleased with your actions. Besides, I do not even see how you are able to eat so much pizza by yourself. I suppose you are lucky that you have that code of yours or your precious warlock might just have to put up with having a fat accomplice. That is of course, assuming he won't kill you." Abraham mused with a hint of amusement, shock, and disapproval in his 'voice'.

"If I didn't have this code, then I would not have even met Lelouch, so your statement is pointless. I'm surprised you didn't consider that, oh wise and all-seeing God." CC teased between bites.

When she didn't get a response from the voice, a small smile crept across her face as she realized the perfect way to get Abraham to shut up when he was bothering her. However, even this victory did not last long in her mind, but instead she went back to eating her pizza with renewed vigor.