2:00 p.m., streets of Tokyo. Alistair was walking back to Ashford Academy, after being at Kallen's house and resolving certain family issues. As he was walking, his Geass activated on its own, but instead of persuading someone, it seemed to span across the area Alistair was in. When it came back, Alistair had an instant memory of every part of the area.
Alistair: (thinking) Whoa. I got two abilities with this bad boy? Cool. Seems kinda like a scouting thing. It's got a radius, though. Can't scan all of Japan, or Tokyo, for that matter. Wait a sec...
Alistair looked at his surroundings and noticed that some Japanese civilians were in alleyways, sitting down and looking depressed. It was almost as if they looked similar to drug addicts.
Alistair: What the hell's goin' on?
Immediately, Alistair heard someone approach him and a gun clicking behind him. He turned around and saw a Japanese woman holding a pistol and aiming it at Alistair.
Woman: Don't move.
Alistair: (out loud) The hell do you think you're doing?
Woman: What's it look like? I'm robbing you, dumbass. Now, give me your money.
Alistair: (snatches pistol and disassembles it) Seriously, though, are you alright?
Woman: (immediately appears drowsy) Wow. I, uh...think the... Why can't I feel my pulse?
The woman collapsed to the ground, which caused a strange vial to fall out of her pocket and she did not appear to be breathing.
Alistair: Uh... You really didn't answer my question.
Alistair knelt down beside the woman and placed his fingers on her neck. He felt no pulse coming from the woman.
Alistair: Dying isn't an answer, either. Why are you dead?
Alistair picked up the mysterious vial, which had some sort of residue on the inside.
Alistair: Huh. Weird. Well, it's not Mephisto, otherwise her body would've been bent in half, backwards. How does this crap kill you?
Familiar Voice: That's Refrain.
Alistair looked behind him and Tamaki was in the alleyway with Alistair.
Alistair: Tamaki?
Tamaki: That's been a big hit for people wanting to see their glory days.
Alistair: A hallucinogenic.
Tamaki: Of sorts. Taking any amount of that will make you see your best memories. And you'll feel like you're there, too.
Alistair: In short, taking Refrain sends you elsewhere, and your perception goes down the crapper.
Tamaki: Exactly. It's mostly popular with the Japanese, but there's been Britannians taking that shit, too.
Alistair: Well, that's pretty bizarre. Why do you think they're taking it?
Tamaki: Don't know. Maybe it has to do with us?
Alistair: We are making the anarchic monarchy die out.
Tamaki: (chuckles) Yeah. Well, see you later.
Alistair: You didn't tell him, did you?
Tamaki: What are you talking about?
Alistair: You didn't tell Zero that you were also a Tokyo Maverick, right?
Tamaki: No.
Alistair: Well, why not? No harm in telling, right?
Tamaki: I just...don't think it's the time.
Alistair: (sighs) Whatever. You'll tell him, eventually.
2013 a.t.b., Nebraska. Alistair and Alison were traveling together, but Alison was following Alistair further back and Alistair was not in a good mood.
Alison: Alistair! Come on!
Alistair (Age 12): (says nothing)
Alison: Look, I said I was sorry! You couldn't have known!
Alistair: I walked into your room, and you were in your underwear.
Alison: Well, I'm not mad about it! Hell, you've been tortured enough, as it is!
Alistair: I'm not fond of looking at girls who are naked.
Alison: Dude! It's just some sports underwear! I'm not fond of the frilly stuff. Plus, they include shorts! I like shorts!
Alistair: I can't believe we're even having this conversation.
Alison: (gets closer to Alistair) Alistair, if a girl allows you to see her in her underwear, it means that they really care about you.
Alistair: That's not a plausible thing, Tex.
Alison: It sure as hell can be, when your kindness is godlike. What, you think I'm not appreciative of you seeing me in my incredibly comfortable underwear?
Alistair: Stop reminding me.
Alison: I know you're not a pervert. Why do you think I keep trying to make you feel better? I mean, you've been denied love 12 times.
Alistair: 17 times.
Alison: You've been leaving me behind, in the middle of the night!? Dammit, why didn't you tell me!?
Alistair: Because I knew you'd stop me. I'm quitting the love game.
Alison: (stops Alistair) Screw it. Kiss me.
Alistair: Excuse me?
Alison: Kiss me. Here and now. I'll be your girlfriend. I don't give a damn!
Alistair: (continues walking) We need to keep moving.
Alison: Dude, come on! I'm throwing myself onto you, here! I'll kiss you on the prosthetic hand!
Alistair: The next hideout's up ahead.
Alison: I'll hug you while you sleep!
Alistair: Not happening.
Alison: Sleep in the same room!
Alistair: No.
Alison: You are gonna feel better, dammit! You will be loved!
2017 a.t.b., Ashford Academy, student council room. Alistair was having a snack, Lelouch was reading a magazine article about Zero and Suzaku was tending to Arthur, the student council's pet cat.
Lelouch: I'm really sorry about Milly, Alistair.
Alistair: It's fine, Lelouch. She already apologized.
Suzaku: You know, if the Black Knights wanted to catch criminals, they could have joined the police.
Lelouch: Not really.
Alistair: True. The five-oh around here give no damns about the Japanese. The few that do can barely do jack. The Tokyo Mavericks do a better job than those clowns.
Suzaku: Maybe they could be changed from within!
Alistair: Also true. But, here's the question: how so?
Suzaku: (pauses) Damn.
Alistair: What can I say? I notice these things all the... (looks at Arthur) Arthur! Quit trying to hurt Suzaku! I caught you biting him, again, yesterday. Get along, dammit!
Arthur: (meows)
Lelouch: You seem to know a lot about pets.
Alistair: Well, when you inherit 50 Huskies, this sort of thing becomes your life.
Suzaku: Huskies? Like, sled race dogs? (pauses) 50?!
Alistair: Yep. I can't take care of them all, though. Most of my friends at home are taking care of them. I get along with the girls just fine.
Lelouch and Suzaku: (in unison) Go figure.
At that point, Shirley entered the room.
Shirley: Just you guys?
Suzaku: Anyway, I'd better get back to the base. See you, guys. (leaves room)
Shirley: (looks at Alistair, then walks towards Lelouch) Hey, Lulu... I was wondering if-
Lelouch: "Go back," he said. Like he's implying that he has a place where he belongs.
Alistair: Makes sense, right?
Lelouch: How so?
Alistair: Think about it. How is this country fairing, right now?
Lelouch: Seems fine, to me.
Alistair: Anarchy, anarchy, anarchy all abound. Japan's gone to hell, man. Anarchic monarchy, terrorism, racism, Social Darwinism...
Lelouch: Yeah, but what can we do about it?
Alistair: Make life better, even if it costs us our own lives.
Shirley: Um...
Lelouch: Make life better, huh?
Alistair: Yeah. I've seen a hell much worse than this.
Lelouch: I can imagine. (thinking) Honestly, he never ceases to amaze me. I can barely respond to him, his words are so powerful. His drawings... C.C. took one of his sketchbooks from his room, which got me curious on how he draws. But, the drawings seemed...strange. Men with plates covering their faces, ruined buildings and towns, humanoid metal monsters... What kind of imagination does he have? I mean, he's had a peaceful life, he's intelligent... His parents have got to be proud of him. But, career wise, why be a mercenary?
Shirley: Guys?
Alistair: What's up, Shirley?
Shirley: Never mind.
Alistair: Hey, you wanna help me with Arthur?
Shirley: Sure! Okay!
Lelouch: Nunnally knows plenty about him. Ever since he's been here, Nunnally's been excited to talk to him, more and more. Maybe she...developed a crush for Alistair? He never elaborated on why he doesn't have a girlfriend. Then, there's the trail of broken hearts remark...(immediately realizes) Oh, my God, he was abused by the girls he asked out. What the hell!? What the actual hell!? Who just straight-up abuses the person who's asking you to love them!? (pauses) Okay. Calm down. Set your priorities straight. Britannia goes down, first. By the end of this god damn mess, he will have a girlfriend.
Shirley: Ha! I caught him, as he was jumping down!
Alistair: You're...sitting a little close, Shirley.
Shirley: Oh, sorry.
Lelouch: He's not sleeping alone. Not tonight. Never again. I don't think he'd be comfortable with Nunnally, since she's two years younger than him. Can't ask Kallen, Shirley or Nina. He doesn't like Milly... Dammit! How can I help him!?
A few hours later, at a park in Tokyo, Kallen was on the phone with Ohgi, talking about their next objective.
Kallen: Refrain, huh?
Ohgi: Yeah. It's a drug that makes you go on a trip to the past. It's popular with us, but Britannians are using it, too.
Kallen: Britannians? What the hell?
Ohgi: I don't know the details, but let's assume that, with the appearances of the Black Knights and Tokyo Mavericks, they've been having nightmares about losing everything.
Kallen: Well, then...
Ohgi: We'll get your Burai ready. Kyoto said it was made specifically for you.
Kallen: I can imagine. (hangs up)
As Kallen ended the call, she saw a Japanese man being abused by thugs who repeatedly called him an "Eleven".
Kallen: "Eleven"...
Kallen tried to approach the thugs, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her.
Alistair: I know this situation all too well.
Kallen: Alistair?
Alistair: Intervening with those assholes will only make things worse for that guy. Don't even know why such a thing exists.
Kallen: We have to do something!
Immediately, the thugs approached Alistair and Kallen.
Thug A: What, you feel sorry for this Eleven?
Thug B: You've been staring, the whole time.
Thug C: Hey, Red... That your boyfriend?
Kallen: (thinking) Piece of shit! I'll end you!
Alistair: Sorry, pal. I'm not that lucky.
Thug A: Classmates, huh?
Alistair: (activates Geass) However, if you don't apologize to that guy and give him respect, the Tokyo Mavericks will find out about this and endlessly hound you.
Alistair's Geass reached all of the brains of the thugs, and persuaded them to understand Alistair.
Thug A: (frightened) Oh, shit. I didn't think of that!
Thug C: What do we do?!
Thug A: Help him up, dumbass!
The thugs ran to the Japanese man and helped him up.
Thug A: Listen, I'm sorry about that. It's just...
Thug B: We're really sorry! Tell you what, we'll help you out! Tomorrow!
Thug A: Yeah! We'll help out with your business! Come on, let's go!
The thugs ran off, leaving the park in the process.
Alistair: Kicking ass with words. That's a way to be.
Kallen: (approaches man, out loud) Are you alright?
Man: Yeah. (notices Ashford Academy symbol on Kallen's tie) Oh, you're a student! Welcome! What would you like? (looks at Alistair) Is that your boyfriend?
Alistair: Not that lucky, dude.
Man: I'll give you a discount...
Alistair: I'm not buying anything. (pulls out wallet) I am, however, giving you a well-deserved tip. (hands man 5 $100 bills, then walks away)
Man: (whispering) An American? Thank you, God.
Later, Kallen found Alistair sitting on a bench and sat down next to him.
Kallen: You're, uh... You're a pretty powerful speaker.
Alistair: Comes with my job.
Kallen: Um... About my rude remark, the other day...
Alistair: What rude remark?
Kallen: The...trail of broken hearts thing?
Alistair: Hey, I didn't even know that anyone else could notice it.
Kallen: I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know that they were yours.
Alistair: No need to apologize, Kallen.
Kallen: I thought you were breaking other girls' hearts...but I was wrong. It was the other way around.
Alistair: How's your mom doing? Is she alright?
Kallen: That's something I don't get, Alistair. No one's forcing her to stay in that house. She won't leave, and I don't know why.
Alistair: I asked if she was okay.
Kallen: (gets up) I'm sorry. I'll be going.
Alistair: (follows Kallen) Kallen! What happened to your mom!?
Kallen: This conversation's over!
Alistair: (grabs Kallen) Kallen...!
Kallen: Let go!
Alistair: Is your mom okay? Yes or no?
Kallen: (tearing up) I don't care about her, anymore!
Alistair: What?! Why the hell not?! She's your mother!
Kallen slapped Alistair across the face, but it left no marks or wounds on it. Alistair was unfazed.
Kallen: Why can't you just leave well enough alone!? I don't see people prying about your parents!
Alistair: (says nothing)
Kallen: (thinking) What the hell did I just say?!
Alistair: What the hell do you even know about my parents? I barely remember my own parents! I was forced to watch them die! For what!? So some sociopathic bastard can have an erection!?
Kallen: (out loud)...Why do you care about my mom?
Alistair: Why? That's a stupid question. It's my job to give a damn. About everything. About you, Nunnally, Lelouch, Zero... Even Milly. (lets go of Kallen) I've suffered too much. I don't want anyone else to suffer, like I have. (walks away) If you don't care about your mom...then you're not living. You have to help her, Kallen. You're her family.
Kallen could merely look at Alistair walking away. Her emotions were going haywire, and she could barely think.
Kallen: I don't think she's okay.