A/N: MAJOR apologies for not finishing this last week! I had sudden family matters to take care of and just didn't have the time to do it. I hope you all enjoy it now though! Next chapter will be episode one of Code Geass from a different perspective, so I hope you all are psyched for that too. Tomorrow is my 17th birthday, but that won't slow down anything. Sadly I won't get to celebrate it until next weekend since I work all of tomorrow and have more writing to do for another story, like every Monday. Oh well.

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Rakshata smiled and pointed her pipe at the mass of metal before her, "My my, I guess it's about time for you to go back to your squad mates. My babies are almost completed."

Urabe, standing tall beside her, looked to the machine as well and grinned at the Indian woman's tendency to call the machines her children, "Okay, been meaning to ask you about that. Babies?"

Rakshata looked up at the gaunt man and rose an eyebrow, confused by his confusion, "I am building and bringing them to life after all. They are like my children."

The member of the Four Holy Swords gave her a coy grin, "Let me get this perfectly clear. Since you are building them, like how a baby grows in it's mother, you are their mother? Then wouldn't that mean that I am their father since I am giving you the data you need to continue building them?"

The engineer scowled and crossed her arms, "No. They are my babies."

Urabe nodded to her and kept grinning, "No, I get that, but I'm saying that by your metaphor I would be-"

Rakshata turned her head away dismissively, "Stop over thinking this. I am their mother, that is all that matters."

"Yes, but you can't be a mother without having a father somewhere along the line-" Urabe's logic was cut off when he had to side step the swing of Rakshata's pipe.

Rakshata pounded a fist on the giant man's arm as she continued to scowl, "Stop it, silly man! You are ruining my metaphor!"

Urabe laughed at her flustered reaction to his extension of her metaphor, "How am I ruining it?"

Rakshata crossed her arms again and turned her head away from him again, "By implying you're their father of course! Stop implying things!"

"Implying things?" Urabe asked innocently, wanting to see where this would go.

"The connotation of that, you moron," Rakshata rolled her eyes, knowing that the man she was dealing with may be a little odd but was by no means stupid enough to not know what he was doing and saying.

The Japanese Liberation Front member shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Well it's just my data being given to you to be turned into a better fighting machine. Just completing your metaphor."

Rakshata turned back to him and asked, "Know what?"

Urabe rose an eyebrow, unsure as to what she was going to say, "What?"

"Shut up."

And he did so, albeit forcefully. Many moments later, Rakshata took in a breath and walked over to her couch. Flopping down onto it, the lazy woman put an arm over her eyes and spoke to Urabe.

"Your Burai Kais will be ready in a few months. Maybe a little sooner. Depends on how much other work I have to do, like my work on the radiant wave system."

Urabe blinked, wondering a little what had just happened before he shook his head and nodded to her, "Alright, thanks again Rakshata."

Currently resting from her last sparring session, Kallen Kozuki looked at her mentor who was sitting on the other side of the tea table they were at and asked, "Umm, Sayoko, do you mind if you tell me about how you got ahold of this dojo? I thought Britannia tried wiping all of these out after the war."

Sayoko gave the younger girl a polite smile as she thought about her own family, "I am the heir to it, so I acquired it when my family passed away. I have to use a lot of my money to pay off Britannians who would otherwise just burn it down like the rest."

Kallen bowed her head, sad that she had brought up a bad topic on a level equivelent to her own brother's death, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Sayoko kept smiling at Kallen, not one to worry much about things far in the past, "It is quite alright miss Kozuki. I look after a rich family who pays me generously for all I do for them," reaching into her pocket Sayoko withdrew a pencil pouch, or small purse depending on who would use it, "Now before you leave today I would like to give you something that you might find useful," Sayoko held the pouch out to Kallen, who took it gently, expecting something important to be inside it.

Kallen began looking it over with confusion, "What is this?" when a small blade extended from one end as she fumbled around with it Kallen gaped in amazement, "A knife!"

The maid of Lelouch and Nunully Lamperouge continued to smiled and nodded to the teenager, "A knife, yes. An inconspicuous one that you can use in an everyday environment without people noticing. Think of it as a going to school present."

Lieutenant Colonel Kusakabe of the Japanese Liberation Front looked to Ohgi, awaiting a response from the shocked man's face. When Ohgi managed to clear his throat and find his voice, he asked the older man, "P-poison gas?"

Kusakabe nodded, "Exactly. The Britannians are going to be moving it soon, and the security will be minimal. My own forces have something else in the works so we can't handle this, but your forces have grown over the past few months, correct?"

Ohgi frowned, feeling conflicted about even meeting with the most radical of the JLF's commanding officers, "That would be correct. So you want us to do it since you can't."

"Precisely. I believe strongly that you and your men will be able to handle this easily," Kusakabe grinned darkly as his mind thought about what this could mean, "Think of what power we can hold over the Britannians if we were to place such a device in a public area!"

Ohgi looked down at the ground as his stomach did a flip. He had done something like Kusakabe said, and every time he thought back to it brought him to tears. This time he had to stay strong in front of this important man, but Ohgi still felt weak as he replied, "A public area…you would ask us to kill innocents, including children? I am afraid I don't have the stomach for something like that anymore."

Kusakabe frowned and spoke with a slight amount of disgust, "What, did your little restaurant massacre turn out to be too much for you? We are rebels fighting for a better Japan! We have to do what is necessary to rid our nation of Britannia."

The terrorist cell leader nodded to Kusakabe, speaking with self reproach, "You're correct, but acts like those are those of cowardly terrorists, not decent people wishing for a better world. If my group steals this poison gas we're going to use it how we deem necessary," Ohgi rubbed his chin as he thought about what he had just said off the cuff, and then about how to follow up on it, "Most likely use it to wipe out a Britannian army base."

Kusakabe shook his head disappointedly, "Fine, do what you will. Just make sure the Britannians don't keep their hands on it. They will use it on us if we don't use it on them."

As the Japanese Liberation Front member stood and left the hideout in the Shinjuku Ghetto without another word. Once the man had left the room Ohgi pulled his cell phone out and dialed someone he knew he would be using in the operation, "Nagata, call the others. We have a new mission and our time window is limited."

Now in the hideout the core members of the terrorist cell gathered, only the core members due to the rapid expansion that had occurred during the past few months under Ohgi's leadership. Besides the leader Ohgi, in the room was Tamaki, Yoshida, Minami, Sugiyama, Inoue, Kallen, Nagata, and Inoue all gathered around a large round table Ohgi used to hold meetings.

With everyone important there and the handouts he made given to everyone involved in the specific plan, Ohgi began to speak, "Okay, here is the plan. The poison gas we will be stealing is being transported currently between a military base and a classified location. Due to the size of the container we will be using a tractor trailer to transport it, requisitioned by Nagata," he looked over to the dark haired man who nodded, "In it we will also store the Glasgow with Kallen piloting it in case things go south," the redhead now nodded, not excited to enter the cockpit as she had been many months before when she learned to use it, only touching Naoto's machine due to her desire to fulfill his dreams. Ohgi continued on, now facing Tamaki, "On monitor duty will be Tamaki, watching over things from their own surveillance room," the leader turned to face the aqua haired member of the team, "From the hotel across the road will be Sugiyama with his rifle to take out any personnel who are a threat to those three."

Inoue rose her hand rigidly, something worrying her, "Will Kento have a spotter?"

Ohgi shook his head and frowned, "I was thinking that having two Elevens going into a Britannian hotel would be suspicious."

Inoue's mouth formed an O as she thought about how to respond, worried for Kento's wellbeing on the assignment, "You're right, but-"

Ohgi gave her a reassuring look, "Inoue, this mission will be quick. I think having backup for the backup might cause more problems than it might solve."

The indigo haired girl looked down at the table and fell silent, seeing her leader's point while also not liking it much. Kento, sitting beside her, took her hand underneath the table and calmed her down. Tamaki was the only one in the group not paying enough attention to Ohgi to notice the slight blush raise on Inoue's face, causing him to snicker. No-one then noticed how he yelped in pain from a kick to the shin.

Ohgi continued his briefing, "Now, Naoto had planned a raid at this same warehouse before his death. The details can be found on the paper I've handed out to those involved. The plan-"

Kallen backed her Glasgow into the tractor trailer Nagata had brought them and sighed as she powered it down. In this same machine her brother had died. Kallen opened the hatch and left the Knightmare, pulling on her disguise as she walked towards the front of the trailer. Placing the cap of her outfit on, she got into the car itself and took the passenger seat.

Next to Kallen in the vehicle was Nagata, who was to be the driver. He was taping a picture to the dashboard of the tractor trailer, a smile plastered on his face as he looked at it. Kallen took a glance at it and saw her partner, a woman and a small child in it. Given the look on his face, Kallen felt that they had to be his family and decided to ask and reaffirm her inference, "Is that your family?"

Nagata continued to beam at his picture, the sight of the two people he cherished in it warming his heart, "Yeah, that's them. They're helping rebuild our village as we speak right now."

Kallen looked at the innocent looking child and felt a pang in her heart. Naoto had died saving these specific people. As soon as she felt the pain it faded though, the bright look on their faces making Kallen realize that her brother had not died for nothing. Because of Naoto's sacrifice these two were able to live on along so many others in their village, "I'm glad Naoto was able to help your village and family. I can't imagine what it would have felt for you to lose them."

Nagata turned to face Kallen as his smile faded, "I'm sorry about your brother. I promise I'll do everything I can to help his goal of liberating Japan from those damn Britannians!"

Kallen nodded to him, "Thank you. I'm going to do everything I can to make his dream come true too. Now, let's go and pick that gas up."

A teenager with faded blue hair shook his friend's shoulder in an attempt to wake the raven haired boy, "Come on! We're going to be late for the game if you don't get up!"

The now awake teenager placed his arms over his head to block out the light that now shone in his room, "Don't worry Rivalz, defeating Britannian nobility is not such a hard thing. You've seen me do it a hundred times at least."

Rivalz Cardemonde groaned as his friend didn't get up, "Yeah Lelouch, but I don't want to have whoever is subbing for you lose before you get there! I would lose all that money I bet."

Lelouch lowered his arms and slowly sat up, yawning as he spoke in a bored tone, "If you lose your money because I was too lazy to get up on time then I'll repay you. It would be my fault after all."

Money symbols almost appeared in Rivalz's eyes as he replied cheerily, "You know Lelouch, you can be really nice when you want to. Try it out more!"

The other teenager shrugged as he began to get up from his bed, "Too much effort. I think I'll just stick to sleeping in class and outsmarting every Britannian nobleman who thinks I am just another child in over their head."

Rivalz tossed Lelouch his school uniform and sighed as a thought crossed his mind, "Think Prez is going to be mad that we're missing class?"

Lelouch pulled the over shirt he was given on, "Of course she is Rivalz. But we still do this all the time and she never remains mad long."

Rivalv sighed again, "I guess you're right," thinking about how his beautiful class president would whack him on the head after this, Rivalz groaned, "Oh, I wonder how I'll make it up to her this time?"

Lelouch grabbed the last pieces of clothing he needed and began to pull them on, still using a bored tone, "Most likely how you usually do. Help her out with the student council and act like a kind sycophant."

The other student shook his fist as they began to leave, "I resent that remark!"

Lelouch waved goodbye to Sayoko, noticing that Nunully had already left for her own classes, as he responded to Rivalz, "What? It's true."

As they now left the house, Rivalz dropped his shoulders and whined, "Doesn't mean you have to say it. I mean, come on! Don't ever say stuff like that around Milly. I don't want my feelings for her getting out- "

With both teens situated on Rivalz's motorbike, Lelouch in the side car and Rivalz in the driver seat, Lelouch pulled out a book from the side car and cut his friend off, "Rivalz, less complaining, more driving."

The blue haired teen looked down at his watch and gasped, "Oh yeah! Sorry!" Revving the engine, Rivalz began to drive away from his friend's house, "Here we go! You better beat that Britannian fast bud!"

Nagata looked around the outdoor warehouse and let out a sigh of relief as no-one took notice of his tractor trailer, or the two people who got out of it. Apparently Tamaki had done a good enough job of misdirecting them for no-one to notice the extra truck and no-one notice the forklift he was commandeering. Kallen looked through the supplies in the area and found the round capsule they were looking for, "Here it is Nagata."

The dark haired man smiled as he readied the forklift, "Good. Now let's move it and get out of here before anything can go wrong."

Tamaki took a swig from his coffee mug and let out a content sigh, "Gotta love the easy jobs. Am I right Sugiyama?"

From the red haired man's radio came a disgruntled reply, "Stop talking and pay attention Tamaki! I don't want to have to make a shot and blow this mission if I don't have to."

Tamaki waved his hand in the air, as if he was shooing away the sniper who was looking down his sights at the careless man, "Yeah, yeah, quit your worrying-"

"Excuse me, it's my shift. What are you doing here?"

Tamaki's oh crap expression told Kento all he needed to, moving his rifle slightly to aim at the intruder. He waited to see how this was going to go, not wanting to make a bad situation worse than it had to be.

Tamaki tried to obfuscate stupidity to get off the hook and get out, "I, uh, guess I didn't notice the time!" Tamaki stood up and stretched his limbs, "Take the seat, have a good time, I should be going!"

The Britannian who was supposed to be on duty at the moment narrowed his eyes as he read Tamaki's name card, "You're not Thomas. Who are you, Eleven?"

The Eleven opened his mouth to speak, but didn't think about what he was going to say to save himself, "I'm-" his shoulders sank as he realized how screwed he was, but he tried to still keep his cover as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, "Crap, where is that ID card?"

The Britannian pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Tamaki, "I think I'm going to need you to come with me and-"

The man was cut off by a rifle shot to the head, killing him instantly after the shot cracked through the glass window. Tamaki ducked reflexively, scared by the shot before the sound of Kento's voice over the radio reminded him that he wasn't under fire.

Sugiyama yelled at Tamaki over their radio channel, while in the background loud alarms went off as someone who heard the voices and gunfire pulled an alarm, "Tamaki! You idiot! Now we're going to have to get the hell out of here! The way Naoto set this plan up we would never have had an issue."

Tamaki put his mouth to his radio and whined, getting up and leaving the room, "Hey, come on! Everyone makes a mistake!"

"Yes, and yours might just get us killed!" Sugiyama snapped back. Another few guards burst into the room Tamaki had been in before noticing that they had seen him running. Sugiyama shot one of them, causing the others to look around in confusion. Another shot later the living ones realized what was happening and tried to get cover, but one of them was unable to do so in time. One still alive, they hid on the ground and out of Sugiyama's view.

Back at the base and watching over the mission was Inoue, who had been listening in on the two men's conversation and was curious what was going on, "What are you two arguing about?"

Sugiyama groaned into the radio, "Tamaki might just have gotten us killed."

The blue haired woman felt her eyes widen as her friend spoke, "What?"

Kento let out a long breath and closed his eyes, his hands putting another clip into his rifle instinctually, "Britannians will be bursting in on my position soon because I had to snipe someone who was going to capture Tamaki. Their base is on high alert and I had to fire at more guards to protect Tamaki who came to check out the noise."

"Then get out of there!" Inoue yelled over the radio, not seeing why he wasn't already.

Sugiyama looked through his scope at where Kallen and Nagata were supposed to be, intent on helping them out if they needed it, "I am getting on that, but I need to make sure the others are fine. Kallen and Nagata said they had the gas, but I don't know if it is loaded yet …"

Inoue covered her receiving end of her radio and turned to face Ohgi, who was in the same room as her, "Ohgi, the operation is falling apart. Tamaki drew attention and Kento had to blow their cover to save him."

Ohgi frowned, not liking to hear that his friends were in danger, but still having to remain distant to a degree to be in charge, "Do Kallen and Nagata have the gas?"

"Yes, but-" Inoue started before a radio transmission cut her off.

The voice over the radio was loud as Kento yelled, "What the hell?"

Inoue uncovered the receiving end of her radio and hastily replied. "What is it Kento?"

Sugiyama just gaped at the sight before him. A group of four Britannians had rushed towards the hotel he was firing from, but they never reached it. A katana gutting one of them before quickly cutting across another's throat stopped their rapid deployment, but two more quick cuts finished the last two. The swordsman sheathed his katana and smiled, speaking into a radio of his own, "Got off work a bit early! Heard from Kusakabe that you guys were doing something in this area and I decided to watch. Saw your shooting and thought you might need a hand!"

Both Inoue and Sugiyama's jaws hit the floor as Urabe spoke to them over their radio frequency, but it was Sugiyama who was able to get his composure back first, "Um, thank you for the save Urabe. Remind me not to tick you off."

Urabe dodged behind a car to avoid gunfire, laughing as he did so, "Remember, friend zone!"

Inoue narrowed her eyes at her own radio, "Friend zone? Urabe, you do know Sugiyama's not the only one on this frequency, right? We all are."

Urabe took his own pistol out from its holster and began to return fire at the Britannians across the road, "Oh…anyways, Sugiyama, don't worry, I can handle these guys. Get your friend out of here and go meet your other allies."

Sugiyama packed up his rifle and began to take off from his position, "Thanks Urabe. I'll owe you one."

"Don't die and we'll call it even!"

More gunfire was loud enough to be heard over the radio, worrying Inoue more, "Kento, what's going on now?"

"Explain when I get to you in a minute! Tamaki and I will be back to base faster than Nagata and Kallen since our car goes faster."

"You better be driving…" Inoue said in a low tone, recalling the last time she allowed Sugiyama to be in the same car as Tamaki.

"Of course I am, dear," Kento replied jokingly as he shot at more Britannians on his way to his car.

The response that came back over the radio was from both of the blue haired cousins in about the same level of apprehension, "What was that?"

"Nothing!"

Inoue shook her head and tried reaching someone else, "Nagata, Kallen, what is your status?"

Nagata was the one able to respond, "We got the gas loaded and we're getting the hell out of here! Soldiers are firing at us and there are helicopters in the distance."

Inoue nodded, "Okay, make sure to go on the predetermined path as much as you can. The sooner you get back here the better."

Jeremiah Gottwald rose an eyebrow at his subordinate who had just walked into his office angrily, "What is it Kewell?"

The orange haired man clenched his fist as he reported, "Lord Jeremiah, there are Eleven terrorists who have stolen something from a nearby warehouse."

The blue haired leader of Kewell rose an eyebrow with a smug look on his face, "Oh really? It seems we might be in for a little excitement today. What do you think it is that they stole?"

Kewell spoke with as little contempt as he could manage but it still seeped through his voice as he thought about the situation, "We believe it to be poison gas. Bastards…think of what they're going to do with it! Damn Elevens, why can't you just give up!"

Jeremiah held a hand up to calm his subordinate, "Calm down Kewell and get suited for combat. I need you to be at your best so that we can bring honor to the Pureblood name if we are chosen to go on this assignment."

"Yes sir…" Kewell replied exasperatedly. The orange haired man turned and left the office, intent on being ready to hunt these terrorists who dare to harm innocents down.

Nagata spun the wheel to narrowly avoid hitting a slow faring car in front of him, "Move out of the way!"

Kallen looked back out of the window and groaned as she saw the helicopters tailing them, "They're going to catch us if we don't keep moving! Go faster!"

Nagata pressed the gas pedal down as far as it would go, angry that the machine wasn't going faster, "I'm going as fast as this thing can go! This vehicle wasn't made for speed, and it doesn't help that we have your Knightmare in the back."

Kallen looked down at her lap, thinking about what they should do. She could get into her Knightmare but there would be a ton of civilian casualties if they fought in this crowded area. As she thought about their situation, Nagata turned the wheel again and put them on a different road, "I'm changing to the alternate route since there is too much traffic here. Longer path, but less idiots getting in the way!"

Over the radio the two heard Yoshida's voice, "Hey, you guys better hurry! The Britannians have arrived at the ghetto and are interrogating and killing anyone they come across! We're holding out alright, but we won't be able to do so long."

Kallen took her radio and replied to him, "Roger Yoshida. We'll be there as soon as we can."

Nagata clenched the steering wheel angrily, "Damn, this plan has gone to hell quickly…"

A platinum haired scientist and engineer nonchalantly looked at the computer screen before him showing the retreating terrorists, "How do you think these terrorists managed to get away?"

His assistant Cecile turned to him and spoke, "Well Lloyd, I would hope that our forces could have captured them if they had deployed in full. I think that while their was still confusion about the situation the terrorists escaped and then when things got settled down a superior officer decided to let the escape towards the ghetto more. Once there these terrorists would lead the army to the location of the others."

Lloyd smiled as he imagined the chaos his superiors must be going through right at that moment, "My my, quite the prediction Cecile. It sounds logical and relatively straightforward, perfectly fitting of those boors calling the shots. They might have sent a little too much force to go after them though. I hear the Royal Guard is about to be sent in. How do they expect to find the other terrorists if they slaughter these ones midway?"

Cecile's eyes widened as she thought about those implications, "Oh my, wouldn't that be taking this a little too far? The Royal Guard?"

Lloyd shrugged, "Maybe. I mean, how sure are we that this stolen item is really what they are saying it is?"

"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it won't amount to much. I mean, these terrorists have been doing this sort of thing for years now and nothing has changed," Cecile frowned as she spoke, having bore witness to many incidents over the years of careless slaughter on both sides.

Lloyd shrugged again and leant back in his chair, speaking in a bored manner, "Whatever. I just hope they let us use the Lancelot sometime. It's begging to be tested."

Cecile shook her head and let out a small breath, "No, that's your impatience."

A/N: Ten chapters down, many, many more to come! Chapter 11 marks episode 1 of Code Geass, so I hope everyone will enjoy that next week! Finally getting closer to the Kallen/Lelouch stuff...stupid canon making it hard to write!

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