Ok, first things first. For being the first person to answer correctly what the katakana in the title of chapter 4 meant, this chapter is hereby dedicated to Teucrian. Great job! The title was Sutookaa, or katakana for Stalker: C.C. Although I must say that finally having a person answer that correctly, 20 chapters later, is a little pathetic... Anyways, congrats and thankees to Teucrian, and may you enjoy this chapter that is written for you.

And now that we've established that Teucrian is a spotlight-hog ;D, I just wanted to remind everybody that the next one-shot isn't coming up until I get 32 reviews. I'm in no hurry to post it, but a few people have complained about the speed of my updates in regards to the one-shots. To repeat myself (for the umpteenth time), one-shots aren't regular updates; they come out when the reviews reach a certain number.

So, I'm done talking. I don't own Code Geass. (But man, wouldn't it be so much funnier and kickass if I did?) (And a lot more perverted?)

The Pool...

Cornelia and Euphemia turned at the same time. The high-pitched, tinkling laughter was something they knew they would never hear again. Or so they thought.

Nunnally's laughter.

It was lower than they had remembered, more restrained, but still the same laughter, the same sweet music. Cornelia's outstretched hand that was about to mince the fanboys dropped back to her side, abruptly. Her eyes had widened, although nothing else betrayed her shock on her face.

Euphie was less composed. Her hand had gone to her mouth, and her large violet eyes widened. Even under the sun, Euphie's skin seemed to have gone two shades paler. She seemed to be mumbling 'oh my' to herself, as she continued to stare towards the adjacent pool.

They couldn't see who was laughing. A tall dark-haired woman, in a green sundress, was bent down, right in front of whoever had laughed. Another woman, most likely a girl, with long orangish-red hair was lying by the pool, seemingly asleep. The two sisters made out the figure of a woman, with long green hair, floating on an inflatable chair, and Anya, who was still blogging. But from where they stood, the one who had laughed so innocently, so brightly, could not be seen.

Nearby, Dalton narrowed his eyes at the obvious shock that had overcome his princesses. When Guil had been attacked by the crazy horny fanboys, Dalton had stood by, trying his best to keep composed as laughter threatened to rip through him. But now, sensing that the two princesses were strangely affected by something, the hardened war-veteran glared at the queer mob and made a very threatening gesture. The guillotine gesture. Reluctantly, the boys backed off, not without complaints and obscene gestures.

Guilford too had noticed something coming across the two princesses. He held out his right hand to Cornelia.

"Are you alright, my Princess?"

Shaken from her reverie, Cornelia blinked at her knight, before stuttering a 'I'm fine.'

Stuttered? Princess Cornelia never stuttered! Concerned, Guilford pressed on. "Perhaps we should get some refreshments, Viceroy, Sub-Viceroy. And a little reprieve from the sun. As well as these beasts. There is a snack bar that Prince Clovis designed nearby."

"Ummm...yes. I'd like that." Euphie answered, slowly. She pulled at Cornelia's hand, as she climbed out of the pool. Euphie's eyes continued to gaze at the nearby pool, as she waited for her sister to follow. "Let's go check it out."

Over there...

Despite the constant flow of obscene nonsense spouting from the witch's mouth, and nearly into Nunnally's innocent ears, Lelouch couldn't bring himself to hate her.

Wait? Where had that come from? Lelouch shook his head, foolishly trying to shake that errant thought from his mind. But his mind had a mind of it's own. The thought kept bugging him until he relented and followed.

She hadn't done him wrong, or Nunnally. Well, some wrong, but not really harmful. Not really. As he continued to pull Nunnally around in circles, Lelouch gazed at the sleeping witch. Had he really lost his innocence to that woman? Although he continued to tell himself otherwise, that C.C. wasn't his type, that he had better tastes, that nothing had happened, Lelouch could still feel that lingering thought in his head, the knowing that it was entirely possible that he had made love to that woman.

"Onii-sama?" Nunnally's voice pierced his thoughts like clean, cold water on a hot, muggy day, clearing out all the paraphernalia in his mind.

"Yes, Nunnally?" Lelouch said, his head hurting.

"Will you describe C.C. to me?"

"W-what? Wh-why do you want to know what she looks like, Nunnally?" Lelouch asked, nervously. Nunnally normally didn't ask about what people around her looked like, she liked to use her head and hands to gather bits of information, and slowly pieced an image for each person.

"Well, since she and onii-sama are so close, I wanted to have an accurate image of her in my mind," Nunnally answered. "I know that onii-sama was grown a lot since I last saw your face, but I can guess what you look like, accurately I hope. But someday I'll be with onii-sama and C.C. together, and I want to have a good image of her right now. An accurate one."

"T-together? C.C.! And I? No no no-!"

"Mmmm...I'd like some food, Lelatio. Let's go get some." C.C. interrupted, rudely.

Lelouch glared at the woman. Hadn't she been over there, almost ten feet away? ...But C.C. was looking at him strangely. Well the look on her face. She was looking at him seriously. Seriously. Her? She angled her head towards the adjacent pool. Lelouch turned to look. Milly had succeeded in climbing on top of Gino's shoulders and was dunking the blond knight's head cheerfully and forcefully into the water. Next to her, Kallen seemed to be smirking. Obviously. Hmph. Nothing out of the ordinary...wait. And right next to the pool, on the soft sand...Cornelia and Euphemia were heading straight this way!

Lelouch cursed under his breath. They were too close to make a getaway. At the very least, Sayoko was unknowingly blocking his sisters' viewpoint as she tended to Shirley. He should've heeded Suzaku's warning, and now they were going to pay the price! Nunnally would pay the price for his foolishness! But wait! He could use his Geass on the two! And then make his getaway with Nunnally. Of course Guilford and Dalton would have to be Geassed as well. Maybe Anya too. He glanced nervously at the taffy-head who was staring at the approaching princesses.

She turned and smiled, deviously, at the prince. Her normally pale red eyes seemed to have darkened a few shades. Lelouch flinched. Did the knight know him? Know who he really was? Did she remember who he was? Was she the Alstreim that had visited the Imperial Palace in his youth?

Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Lelouch's mind worked at a hundred miles per second. But other than using his Geass, he saw no other options. He would have to keep Nunnally calm...Nunnally! Where was Nunnally? Her soft hands had disappeared from his grip.

Lelouch turned his back to the coming princesses and looked for Nunnally. C.C. had placed his sister onto her float and put a towel over her face, while murmuring soothing words to her. As if that would work! But it gave him some time. And even Cornelia wouldn't tell an obviously sleeping civilian to wake up so she could look at her face. But, but, but...

"Your Highness. I have a message from His Majesty. I believe it is urgent." Anya's monotonous voice carried slightly over to the panicking prince.

He turned again, offhandedly surprised that he hadn't thrown up after all this turning. Could he be that lucky? Or was Alstreim going to blackmail him? But then again, to say that she had urgent news from that man, to Cornelia, which was suicide if it had no merit.

Cornelia's unfocused gaze turned to the petite little girl in front of her. "What is it? I don't have-"

"He's on the phone, Your Highness." Anya held out her beloved pink phone.

Bewildered, Cornelia took the phone. What position did the Knights of the Round have in her father's eyes, that caused him to call them even on their cell phones? But no matter. If she ignored him now, even if she found Nunnally, she would be in no position to protect her. Reluctantly, Cornelia, escorted by Anya and Guilford walked away, to a more private place.

But Euphie and Dalton still remained. Lelouch gritted his teeth. Euphie was less astute and very likely was still as guillible and naive as before. But Dalton wasn't so easily tricked. He hadn't lived through countless wars and conflicts through stupidity and the luxury of not noticing the obvious.

"C.C.!" Lelouch hissed. Although she was tending to Nunnally, he was sure the witch could hear him. His eyes remained glued to Euphie and Dalton as Euphie looked around, curiously, and Dalton watched her, confused, but he could see the witch swim over to him through his peripheral vision.

"What is it, Lelatio?" she questioned. "Did you decide we should get a snack together?"

"Shut up and listen." Lelouch ordered. He turned to look at her straight in the eyes, and tried his best to keep from flinching at his next words. "I need you to kiss me."

C.C.'s eyebrows shot up. She recovered quickly and smiled at him, with enough unspoken innuendo to make a whore blush. Or so Lelouch told himself to console his embarrassment at the heating up of his cheeks.

"Well..." C.C. answered, smugly. "I had banked on some food and another drink, maybe a date or two before we...re-engage in such behavior, but if this is what you want."

As the green-haired beauty lifted her arms to his neck, Lelouch felt his pride needing some consoling. He stepped back. "This isn't because of you in any way," he hissed. "By some unforseen force, we got lucky and Cornelia, Guilford, and Alstreim have left. But with Dalton and Euphie still here, I can't risk being seen, or having Nunnally exposed. If we're taken back, I'll never be able to fulfill whatever it is you want me to do. So while the two of them are here, you and I will have to engage in...in some...some...some...inappropriate behavior, until Euphie gets embarrassed and leaves. This will also keep Dalton from seeing our faces and exposing us."

"Ouch. And now my ego is hurt." C.C. pouted, smoothly. "But since I'll be doing this to help you and Nunnally, I think you should be the one to kiss me."

Lelouch blanched. "What? No! No! You need to be the one to do it!"

"Why, Lelatio?" C.C. asked, as she trailed a figure eight on his chest. "You can make mad love like a trained call-boy, but you can't kiss a girl in public?"

C.C. smiled inwardly in satisfaction as the prince-boy sputtered and his cheeks turned a bright red. Ahhh...Shirley would be so pleased to know she and Lelouch have some things in common...

With no other option, Lelouch closed his eyes and gritted his teeth before leaning down towards the awaiting witch with the willingness of a sardine leaning towards a shark. C.C. smiled smugly before grabbing his ear.

"I'll tell you what. I have a better idea, Lelatio." C.C. murmured. "Since I'm quite sure that none of Cornelia's direct subordinates or Cornelia herself know of me..."

By the Pool...

Euphie continued to look around. There was a girl sleeping on a float, with a towel over her head. Most likely that girl was Nunnally, since she didn't see any other fitting candidate. But the girl was sleeping, and it would be rude to wake her up.

Maybe Cornelia and I just imagined it. Maybe it was just wishful thinking.

Euphie ignored Dalton, as the general continued to try to ask her what was bothering her. She could wait for the girl to wake up. But just in case that wasn't Nunnally...The pool had some obviously young couples, with babies but no rowdy children, some old people, a few quiet teenagers...a very gentle place. She was surprised at the mature behavior of some of the teenagers here, ignoring the fact that she herself was a teenager. The redhead was sleeping, as her...friend? servant? lover? tended to her. Euphie blushed at the last idea, mentally chastising herself for thinking in such a way. A green-haired girl was flirting with a slender and tall, dark-haired boy whose back was turned towards her. The girl walked away and climbed out of the pool. She caught Euphie staring and smiled, deviously at her. Embarrassed at being caught, Euphie directed her gaze towards her suddenly very interesting feet.

"You must be General Andreas Dalton!" The green-haired girl was suddenly right next to them. Her arm had slipped around Dalton's arm and she pressed up against him. "Ohhh...but you're so brave and handsome! You...are General Dalton, right?"

Euphie felt her face flush. The girl was wearing a very skimpy bikini, and her large breasts were pressing up against Dalton's elbow.

Dalton looked at the girl, surprised. Years of fighting had endowed him with the ability to remain stoic no matter what the situation, but...

"Er, yes. That's right, I am Andreas Dalton. But who-"

"Oh! I knew I was right!" C.C. squealed, as she clapped her hands together, joyfully. Unconsciously, Dalton's gaze dropped to her chest, as the girl's breasts bounced. He straightened, feeling like a pedophile.

"I...appreciate your enthusiasm, Miss, but I'm on duty-"

"You know, I am over eighteen." C.C. murmured in his ear. Her finger traced the scar across his face. "How did you get that?"

"I-"

"Oh, how rude of me!" C.C. suddenly clapped her hands to her mouth, horrified. Inwardly, the witch sniggered at Dalton's reaction to such an eager...fan. "My name is Shirley! Shirley Fenette! And I've been sooooo intrigued by the stoic and brave and handsome General Dalton for so long...it's such an honor to meet you!"

"Ahh-"

"But I know you're on duty and all that, so I'll be taking my leave right now!" 'Shirley' straightened up and walked determinedly towards a snack bar. Dalton and Euphie stared after her.

"Quite the character..." Dalton stuttered as he straightened up.

"Ah." Euphie responded wisely. 'Ah' was nice and noncommittal...She turned back to the pool to see how the girl's previous victim was reacting. The dark-haired boy was gone. And so was the girl on the float! Euphie suddenly felt very stupid for letting her attention waver. The dark-haired boy...could he be Lelouch?

Lover's Cove...

Suzaku led Lelouch and Nunnally through a maintenance hatch in the popular sex pool. As the name indicated, the entire pool was under a man-made cave, and shielded from the rest of the world.

"You guys should stay under the radar for some time." Suzaku advised as he led his best friend through the dimly-lit tunnel. "Based on what you said, it's entirely possible that the two princesses heard or maybe saw you or Nunnally."

"I know that!" Lelouch growled, impatiently. "Let's just get out of here."

"Lelouch?" Nunnally asked, from the all-too familiar position of being on his back.

"Yes, Nunnally?"

"What's all that noise I hear?"

Suzaku and Lelouch winced in unison. True, some couples were having some...extra fun in the privacy of this pool, but it was Clovis' appallingly poor tastes that led to the obscene background music in the already obscene pool.

"Urr...ummm..."

"That..."

"It is you two...isn't it?"

Suzaku, Lelouch, and Nunnally froze. Euphemia li Britannia stood with her hands clasped together right in front of the exit. She walked towards them.

"How-"

"When you two disappeared from the pool, I figured that you wouldn't just go through the main entrance, but a nearby exit. This was the first one that I thought I would check out." Euphie answered. She smiled, timidly. "We are siblings after all. Oh! Don't worry, Dalton thinks I went to the washroom. But...it's been so long, Lelouch. Nunnally."

"Big Sister Euphie?" Nunnally chirped. "Is it really you?"

Lelouch gritted his teeth. He didn't want to display his Geass in front of Suzaku or Nunnally, but...

"Yes, Nunnally. It's me. I-I...I had thought you two had died in the invasion..." Euphie choked as she began to cry, to her chagrin.

Lelouch softened. Euphie never was a good actress, and she had been his second favorite sister, sometimes favorite when Nunnally was being bratty, for so long. But that was a long time ago...

"S-Sub-Viceroy!" Suzaku stuttered, all the color gone from his cheeks. He turned between the two standing siblings. "I-We-"

"It's alright, Warrant Officer Kururugi." Euphie said confidently. She wiped her tears away. "You were keeping members of the Imperial family safe, and for that you will be commended."

"N-No...I-"

"We aren't going back, Euphemia!" Lelouch shouted, anger and hatred for the...for his family resurfacing on his face. Nunnally clutched her brother tightly. "And if you stand in our way, I'll obliterate you!"

Euphie's eyes widened. "B-But..."

"We've been alive for so long after the war, but we've let ourselves be presumed dead by all. Why do you think that is?" Lelouch continued, his fury mounting. "Because we don't want to become tools of the Empire again!"

Euphie stared at her older brother, and little sister, her favorite siblings from long ago. She had never seen Lelouch so angry before. Not even when Clovis pulled him into a "flamboyant" boy party. He was...scary.

"Yes. Nunnally and I were used as political tools by that man, our father," Lelouch said, through gritted teeth. "We were used after my mother, Empress Marianne, a commoner by birth, was assassinated in our own home! You remember Mother? And how the other Empresses treated her? If Nunnally and I return, we'd just be used again...used and then thrown away!"

Nunnally shifted on Lelouch's back. "We don't want to go back, Big Sister Euphie. We're happy where we are right now. So please, please, keep this a secret!"

"Nunnally..." Euphie's hand touched her mouth before she extended it to her tired brother and smiled, genuinely albeit a bit timidly. "I promise, I'll never tell anybody, not even Cornelia."

Lelouch exhaled in relief. Euphie was terrible at lying, and he really didn't want to hurt her. But with her passive and naive nature, it would be safer to delete her memory of all this...later. She wouldn't tell anybody on purpose, but she might slip up...

"But...can you promise me something as well, Lelouch, Nunnally?" Euphie asked. "Can you promise me you two will stay safe...and the we'll meet again someday?"

"Yes! We're very safe!" Nunnally chirped, happily and foolishly. "And I would love to be able to spend some time with Big Sister Euphie too, Big Brother! Please?"

Lelouch smiled. Nunnally was begging, and Euphie was joining in. It was almost like the old days. Minus the dark tunnel, disgusting background music, and Suzaku...

"Fine. I'll leave my cell number with you, Euphie." Lelouch relented. He would like to spend some time with her as well, before all this had to end. "Put the name as 'Lulu', and have an excuse ready if anybody ever asks you who 'Lulu' is. Especially if Cornelia asks. I'd prefer not to have anybody else know about us. We'll look for a time when you can slip away and Nunnally and I will meet up with you."

Euphie smiled and grabbed her cell phone. "It's a deal. Hurry up now, or Dalton's going to go look for me. Oh! And we can invite...Mr. Kururugi too, right?"

Suzaku smiled. "It's 'Suzaku', Your Highness."

"Yes, we can trust Suzaku*," Lelouch answered. He was grinning like a fool. Things had turned out for the better.

The Next Day...

"...and so the that concludes the meeting! Everybody to your places!" Milly Ashford ordered. The boys evacuated. Shirley popped back into the doorway with a cart full of materials.

"Ok, Kallen, you're first up." she said, cheerfully. Sayoko had given her some sort of drink...it tasted strange, but now she felt very energetic and happy. Yesterday seemed like a distant world.

A few minutes later...

"Ah-Stop-Sh-Shirley! Not there!" Kallen squeaked. She stood in the middle of the Ashford Academy Student Council Room with only her underwear, and a half-finished dress pooled around her waist.

Milly giggled, smugly. "Wow. This sounds kind of..."

"...perverted." Nina finished, her eyes glued to a book that was upside down.

"Ah heh...sorry Kallen. Did I hurt you?" Shirley apologized, her head bent down with some pins in her mouth.

"Oh...no. I was just a little surprised..." Kallen muttered, embarrassed.

"Keep focused, ladies." C.C. purred. She smirked. "In my opinion, sewing's the only thing Shirley has going for her."

" 'All I have going for me'?" Shirley repeated, offended. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"But it's fun, isn't it?" Nunnally interceded, before C.C. and Shirley could have an argument. "A handmade dress party."

"Isn't it?" Milly answered, proudly. "We give our financial support to more economical cloth-makers, and it definitely won't be a boring party!"

"Right! I think it's a great idea!" Nunnally catered to Milly's pride. "Don't you think so, Anya?"

"..." Anya looked at Nunnally with C.C. sitting next to her and took a picture. "Recorded." C.C.'s face was hidden behind Nunnally.

She looked at Milly who was sitting on a desk, with Nina behind it and took a picture. "Recorded." Milly made a silly face.

She looked at Kallen who was standing with her eyes closed, her breasts hidden behind her crossed arms. Anya blinked before taking a picture. "Recorded." Kallen's hands were outstretched in protest, leaving her breasts unprotected.

Kallen protested. "W-Wait! Why'd you have to-"

"Oh ho! Make sure you give me a copy of those when you print them out, Anya!" Milly cheered, coyly.

"B-But!"

"Ok." Anya answered. "Will Kallen's date want a copy as well?"

"Ah! Oh!" Everybody in the room gasped.

"That's right!" Shirley said. "Have you decided who you want to escort you, Kallen?"

"Not...yet..." Kallen answered, nervously as every girl's eyes were on her, even Nunnally's closed ones.

"Could it be...Lulu?" Shirley asked, suddenly nervous.

Kallen gasped a 'huh?' in protest.

"Oh ho...Is that so..." Milly mused, an evil tone entering her voice.

"Please don't misunderstand!" Kallen protested. "I don't think of him that way!"

"Really?" Shirley asked, a little too excitedly.

"Yeah...I don't really like arrogant, useless men like that..."

"Then who?" Milly asked, suddenly too curious and happy. "Gino? Suzaku?"

"It couldn't be...Rivalz?" Nina asked, curious and horrified.

"No way." Kallen answered, her voice hardened into steel.

"Then who, Kallen?" Shirley asked as well, curious now that her fears were subsided.

"Ummmm...er..."

*Famous last words.

So you guys like the chapter? Setting the stage for Euphie, Cornelia, Zero, the Black Knights, Gino, Nunnally, and a lot of people in this chapter. So is Teucrian satisfied with this chapter (cuz you better be!)?

Anyways, the poll for Nunnally's lover ended in a tie between 'nobody' and 'Lelouch'. As the extreme arbitrator or whatever, I choose...'nobody'! ^^ Sorry, but Lelouch's harem is big enough as it is, and I'm not an incest person, despite the latest one-shot. Also, five more reviews on those, and I'll be posting a Zero-orgy. The loli-orgy will have to wait.

This fortnight's poll is on torturing Tamaki, and more seriously, the Knights of the Round. Oh, and I started Rurouni Kenshin, and it's really good! I'm only where they're saving Megumi right now (Aoshi is a sexybeast!) but I completely love the show!