The Witch and the Warlock

"Who are you" Lelouchs lips formed as if he would know she was pretty good at lip-reading.

"Welcome back, Onii-sama. Your friend C.C. came over."

"C.C.?"

"Yeah, a strange name, isn't it? Only going by her initials." Lelouch was paralyzed. She was supposed to be dead. Why was she here?!

"Welcome home, Lelouch." She said.

Lelouch thought of a way to get her away from his sister. Suddenly something came to his mind.

He starred in the witch's eyes, took her cup of tea, started smiling and threw it on the floor.

"C.C.! Look, what you've done. You're soaking wet! We'll get you a change of clothes."

"Onii-sama!"

"Wait a minute, I'll just get her some new clothes, and then I clean this mess up."

"So, who are you?!"

"Like your sister said, my name is C.C."

"That's not what I meant. Why are you…?"

"Still alive? Because no man can kill me. However, do you like your new toy?"

"Which toy?"

"The power you longed for."

"Oh, yeah. I'm grateful for it. It sped up my schedule by far."

"How so?"

"I intended to obliterate Britannia."

"You want to do it with this alone?"

"I intended to do it without this. That's why it speeds up my schedule."

"I see."

"So, why are you here?"

"Don't you know? We two have a contract."

"And so? The military is after you, it's too dangerous for both of us if you stay here.

"Only a small part of them. Nothing I could not take care of myself. And even if not, you can protect me with your Geass."

"Geass?"

"The power."

"I see."

"So, what's it do?"

"Eh?"

"This power differs from person to person. So, what does yours do?"

"I can command people to do what I want."

"Yes, go on."

"Come on, I just used it three or four times."

"Regardless. What do you know?"

"I need direct eye contact. Persons may only be ordered once."

"How far away might your target be?"

"The longest I tried by now was about 150 meters."

"I see. Well, you know, boy, this one is special."

"Boy? You are hardly a year older than me."

"Actually I even met Napoleon Bonaparte and defeated Jeanne d'Arc."

"Of course."

"You do not have to believe me."

"Show me something that I can believe in."

"Fine." She gripped in her straightjacket and took out a photo. It was obviously out of WW II. The picture showed C.C. running into a dugout, away from a tank.

"What the…?"

"See?"

"Okay, I believe you. So, what did you mean by special?"

"You know, there are a few powers that appear rather often like mind-reading or a form of precognition. But there are also a few rarer and a few very rare ones. Yours fits in the last category."

"So, who else has this kind of power?"

"I can't tell you by now."

"By now?"

"I'll tell you anything I know when the time comes. But now these facts would only lead you to insanity and desperation."

"I see. So, why did you come here?"

"Because no one besides you knows about my existence. I wanted to be someplace where I am not hated."

"Fine. I'll let you stay here. After all, we two are accomplices."

"Thank you. Oh! By the way. May I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Are you still a virgin, Lelouch?"

"Say what?! How can you ask something like this without even blushing?!"

"I see, so you are."

"Y-you stupid! What's this all about?"

"I am just concerned about your welfare."

While talking C.C. had undressed herself and laid under the blanket.

Lelouch climbed over her, pinned her down by means of the blanket and starred into her eyes.

"Do not play dumb with me!"

"Good night, Lelouch."

"Hey, I'm not finished yet!"

"Listen, boy. If you do not intend to make out with me leave this bed."

"What are you talking about?"

"Until tomorrow, Lelouch." She said, turning around.

Damn it. I just couldn't. Tomorrow I'll take a fine shower and try to seduce him a little friendlier.

Told ya. You really want it.

Ah, fuck off, Marianne. I want to sleep.

But why? Now is a good time.

No. I'm tired. This is the first opportunity for me to sleep in a feather bed since four years so let me enjoy it.

Fine, fine.

"What did you say, Kallen?"

"Correct. Jeremiah ordered to wreck havoc in Saitama. Do they expect us to show up?"

"Of course."

"Are we falling for it?"

"Do you really ask this?"

"Why?"

"You don't want all the Japanese living there to die, do you? Do not let us just witness this slaughter."

"Yes, you're right… Zero."

Expected something to happen? Nah! Not in this one, at least. Btw, I already gave a hint, when. Well, yeah, C.C. finally meets Lelouch and her tempting offerings are as reckless as ever. Oh yeah, do not expect me to write every Ghetto-Extermination in detail. Fighting scenes will increase, but not in the beginning. Important events like Narita and so on will definitely be written out. I'm just thinking about making double or triple chapters for this event.

The credit for making Marianne a peeping perv and for some of the parts in this goes to Sierra-de-Lafayette.

If you want to know where I stole read her Fanfic. I'd greatly recommend that either way. ^^