WOOOOOOOOOH-HOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Guess who just got their AP US History Exam score? Me! Guess what I got? A 5! In celebration (well not really, I had some extra time this week cuz I'm taking care of my neighbors cats), we have this triple update! How is it triple? Well, double updates here, because I had a chapter this week, when I really should be updating next week. Also I got a one-shot chapter up yesterday, for all you who didn't catch it. Hence triple-update!

Lol, I celebrated by baking honey cookies and I drinking expensive chrysanthemum tea with them right now. Yummy.

But this morning was a bitch. I bitched at the dad yesterday, so today I was outside weeding for five hours straight, for no fucking reason. I hate him. My sister and I were thinking of ways to kill him if we had Pokemon. It was quite fun! Oh, and I think I do have a cold from yesterday...

Anyways, I don't own Code Geass. Cuz the world is fuck-tarded.

Ashford Academy...

"Ah-choo!" *snort*

"Waaaaah-choo!" *snivel*

"Ptchoo!"

"Ah-ah-ah-achoooo!"

Suzaku Kururugi, Rivalz Cardemonde, Lelouch Lamperouge, and Gino Weinberg walked down the hall towards the Student Council Room. Each one of them carried the boxes and rolls of cloth, string, ribbon, threads, and whatnot that Shirley and Milly had requested. Gino and Suzaku easily carried three large boxes each. Lelouch struggled with the one in his arms. Rivalz carried the rolls of cloth.

"Are you getting a cold, Lelouch?" Rivalz asked his best friend at Ashford.

"What about you?" Lelouch countered. All four of them had sneezed after all.

"This isn't a cold," Suzaku interjected. "Someone's talking about us!"

"...Like maybe...the Student Council ladies?" Rivalz said, hopefully.

"Why?" Suzaku questioned, innocently.

"At any rate, Rivalz would like that," Lelouch ignored his childhood best friend's naive question.

"I think the ladies are talking about us, and Rivalz just has a cold!" Gino laughed. Rivalz glared at him.

"What do you think they're talking about, Lelouch?" Suzaku asked again.

"They're probably talking about who will escort whom to the party." Lelouch answered, a touch of disgust in his voice.

"You're taking Miss C.C., right Lelouch old man?" Gino nudged his peer and laughed while Lelouch fumbled and tried to regain control over the box in his hands.

"Oh? Are you interested in that sort of thing, Lelouch?" Suzaku asked, surprised. Lelouch sure had changed.

"Not really. And no, I'll be escorting Nunnally. C.C. can take care of herself." Lelouch responded, curtly to Gino. The blond boy had taken to teasing him about C.C. whenever he could. Honestly, Gino could talk Clovis to death and not notice it.

"What a waste, right?" Gino smirked. "Even though there's so many ladies he could invite..."

"Then why don't I take Nunnally?" Suzaku asked. Suddenly Lelouch seemed constipated.

"WHAT?"

"Nice idea!" Rivalz complimented. He turned to Lelouch and smirked. "What do you think, onii-sama?"

Lelouch grunted in hesitation. "W-well...if it's Suzaku...maybe I wouldn't not not mind not allowing it..."

The three other boys walked silently for a moment as each tried to decipher those words.

"What does that mean?" Rivalz asked frustrated.

"Oh ho. Dedouche here wants to keep his little sissy all to himself..." Gino looked smug at having deciphered Lelouch's confusing answer.

"That's so cruel! Don't you trust me?" Suzaku whined, although slightly smiling at his best friend's way with words.

"I-It's not that!" Lelouch explained, sweating slightly. "...T-There just isn't...anyone that I'd trust Nunnally with...besides myself...It's not about you!...There's also the matter of how to handle her disability...so you see it's not that-"

"Yeah, yeah." Rivalz interrupted. "We got it. What you mean to say is 'I will NEVER hand over my sister!'" He growled the last part out.

Gino snorted. "Haha...what questionable 'sibling love'!"

"That's just like Lelouch!" Suzaku added, knowingly.

"Don't make fun of me." Lelouch growled.

The other three snorted and laughed as they rounded the corner to enter the Student Council Room.

"We're coming in." Lelouch announced.

"Wah!" A girl inside screeched in protest. Probably Kallen. "Eh...just a second!" Yup, Kallen.

Gino smirked at his three buddies who were dutifully waiting and stepped forward, triggering the automatic door. "Oops."

"Ta-daaa!" Milly called out, her hands spread out in front of Kallen. "How is it? Great right?"

"Whoaaa..that is!" Gino stopped, dramatically, his eyes open wide in awe. Rivalz dropped the scrolls and bent over, exhausted, while sneaking a peek at Kallen, a leer on his face. Suzaku smiled openly, showing his approval. Lelouch crossed his arms and looked at Kallen, critically.

Kallen's dress was a strapless dark pink dress, that cupped both breasts very snugly, and had two light pink sashes on either side trailing from the bottom of where the breasts touched around her back and to the other side. The dress started dark pink at the bust, and went a few shades lighter at the bottom, where the dress cloth ended above her knees, and see-through light pink mesh continued just below her kneecaps. She stood barefoot. Kallen was looking down in embarrassment, her hands twisted together in front of her crotch.

"Please don't stare at me like that..." Kallen whimpered, as the four boys continued to eye her. Arthur moved up against her legs and rubbed her ankles, as though reassuring her that if any of them came near, he would scratch their eyeballs out. Or bite their digits off if it was Suzaku.

"Wow! It looks great on you Kallen!" Suzaku complimented honestly.

"O-oh?"

"Anyone can look good in the right clothes," Lelouch said in a superior tone.

The girls glared at him. Except Shirley, who pouted; C.C., who smirked; and Nunnally.

"Brother! You mustn't joke about something like that!" Nunnally chided. "Especially not when you'll be Kallen's escort!"

"What?" Lelouch shouted. "But I thought I was going to take you-"

"I'll be escort by Suzaku." Nunnally smiled. "Would that be alright, Suzaku?"

Gino and Rivalz sniggered.

"Well, it's fine with me..." Suzaku answered, hesitantly. He and Lelouch might be best friends, but Lelouch was touchy when it came to Nunnally...

"...W-Why, Nunnally?" Lelouch let out, feeling betrayed.

"We had a lottery." Nunnally answered.

"Lottery?" Gino interjected, pulling his eyes away from Kallen's figure.

"Yep. It was Miss C.C.'s idea. And a great one!" Nunnally cheered, happily.

Lelouch turned to glare at the sitting witch, who grinned and blew him a kiss.

"Everything was determined by Nina's 3D hyper lottery mixer," Shirley explained, a grim expression on her face.

"And on that note," Milly ordered, as Lelouch turned around to object," the decisions cannot be challenged!"

"Wow!" Rivalz said, his hope suddenly rising. He smiled at Milly. "What about me?"

"You're with Shirley," Nina responded.

"Ehhh? My heart breaks..." Rivalz slumped over.

Shirley put her hands on her hips. "What's that supposed to mean? I'm the one who wants to cry!"

"And me?" Gino asked, slapping his hands on Rivalz shoulders. Caught off guard, Rivalz tumbled forward. "There's four of us guys, but six girls, minus Anya. Who am I with?"

"Well, Nina's got an academic function on the day of the ball, so I let her off this time." Milly answered. "And with Anya on a trip with the Viceroy, we decided that I would be your date, and since C.C.'s not really a student, just an attendee, she'll be Lelouch's other date."

Rivalz glared at the knight from on his knees.

"Really?" Gino exclaimed. He turned to Lelouch, enviously but amused. "Dammit Dedouche, getting two girls for the ball!"

"You up to challenge of catering to two women, Lelouch?" C.C. purred. She smiled coyly at him.

Rivalz rolled his eyes. "No, onii-sama, will be too busy watching Suzaku's every step with Nunnally."

"Poor Kallen." Gino eyed the redhead mischievously. "And Sensei. If any of you get lonely..."

Thwack!

Gino crouched over in pain. Milly smiled cheerfully. "Then you girls can look for Suzaku or Rivalz cuz Gino'll be too busy with me!"

"Right...Madame President..." Rivalz slumped over, heartbroken.

"Busy?" Gino quirked an eyebrow. "Busy doing what?"

"You'll see," Milly smiled, coyly. "Big Boy."

"No...This is all wrong, everyone!" Lelouch lifted his head, an angry glint in his eyes. "We can't just submit to the whims of this lottery! Do you think I'll tolerate this burden?"

"Oh really?" Kallen's voice gained a sharp sarcastic edge. She focused a bitchy glare at Lelouch. "What are you saying? I'm not good enough?"

"Eh?" Lelouch looked at Kallen. He hadn't even thought about her. "That's not really what I was..."

"Then there isn't a problem!" Nunnally interrupted.

Lelouch flinched. "Uh...but...Very well, Nunnally..."

C.C. sniggered. What a submissive prince.

"Well then, since Lelouch's objections have all crumbled," Milly announced smugly, "let's hear it for the first Ashford Academy Student Council Handmade Dress Party!"

"Hip hip hooray!"

"Reooow!"

"Arthur?" Milly looked to see Arthur cry out in pain. "Kallen...your foot!"

Kallen felt something furry brush beneath her dress. "Eh! No way! Where-"

"Ah! Wait, Kallen!" Shirley cried out, as the redhead bounded back. "That dress isn't-"

"Ahh!" The pins slid off. Kallen screamed as Arthur bounded off with her dress trailing from his back.

Everybody's face turned red. Well, everybody except...

"Wow...are those real, Kallen?"

Two minutes later...

"Somebody get an ambulance! The Knight of Three has a concussion!"

That Night...

"So...what does the mighty Zero have planned for the world next?" C.C. asked, as she stepped out of Lelouch's bathroom. Her favorite soft white bathrobe adorned her body. She smiled, inwardly. The one she had worn that night...

"First, the Black Knights need to earn the love and trust of the people." Lelouch answered, not looking up from his computer. "By doing so, it'll increase efficiency and participation by an estimated 45%. We'll stop anyone who wields their power unjustly, and help those without any power."

"Sounds perfectly idealistic." C.C. snorted. She flopped onto the bed. "Anything worth mentioning?"

"Why should I tell my plans to a witch that boards in my room, who screws with my life, who-" Lelouch snarled.

"Ah. Still hussy about not being able to take Nunnally to the party?" C.C. raised an eyebrow. "You should be careful. Most of the Student Council girls already think you have something going for Nunnally. And they're the ones that spend the most time with you. Think about what the other girls who don't know you as well are saying."

"I don't give a damn what they think!" Lelouch growled. "They wouldn't understand the love and trust that comes from suffering together and being the only ones there for each other in a hateful world. They can't possibly fathom how much I'll sacrifice for Nunnally's sake!"

C.C.'s face turned stone cold. "Lelouch, if you do anything stupid for Nunnally, like throwing your life away, I won't forgive you. We still have a contract."

"If anything happens to Nunnally, I'll lose the will to live anyways," Lelouch spoke softly. The words struck C.C. across the face. She gritted her teeth.

"Fine. Good-night Lelouch."

"..."

Elsewhere that Night...

Gino smiled as he looked at the beautiful icy blue blossoms on some unknown tree that reflected in the pond beneath his balcony. It was lovely. The moon was waning into a crescent shape, the night air was warm, but with crisp cold breezes...the Homeland had never been so beautiful to him.

"Gorgeous night, isn't it Gino?"

Gino turned. The voice was soft and sweet. He smiled in agreement. "It's like being in a fantasy world. Prince Clovis really knew how to design beautiful places."

"Yes, my brother was artist at heart, not a soldier." Euphie agreed. She stepped out onto the balcony where Gino had turned facing her, his back leaning against the white granite railing.

"Anyways, was there something you needed, Euphie?" Gino asked. "To have come all the way into my room..."

"Well...Cornelia and Guilford and Anya are gone...on some trip," Euphie smiled tentatively. "I was done with signing papers with Dalton so I thought I might come look for you and...well...I don't know...do what do normal people do..."

"Hang out?" Gino offered with a smile. "Or maybe...go out?"

Euphie brightened for a moment before frowning. "Not tonight. It's too late and I have to get up early tomorrow for a meeting with the Clovisland management before another meeting with the civil servants..."

Gino pursed his lips. "It isn't easy being Sub-Viceroy...or being in a place of power...too much responsibility..."

Euphie nodded, slightly sadly.

"Mmm...I know! The Ashford Academy Student Council is hosting a ball-themed party...well basically a ball, but the president insists on calling it a 'ball-themed party' this Friday. Would you like to come, Euphie?" Gino's bright blue eyes sparkled. Euphie's soft purple eyes lit up.

"Yes! I'm free that night! I was hoping on going shopping, but a ball sounds even better!" Euphie said, almost wonderously. "Thank you! I'd love to come!"

"Well...it's also a Hand-made Dress Party, so you'll need somebody to help you make a dress within that time..." Gino suddenly remembered.

Euphie grinned from ear to ear. "Sanchez, Clovis' personal tailor, was just complaining about how Cornelia and I don't appreciate his artistic talent like my big brother did. He'll be overjoyed to hear a request from me."

Gino winced. "The gay Honorary Britannian who was from Area Three? That weirdo was hitting on me the other day...I think."

Euphie put on a thoughtful look. "Really? I always thought he had a thing for Dalton. He said he didn't like Guilford because...because...tee-hee...because Guilford's too pretty. That's why I thought..."

Euphie abruptly stopped talking. Gino probed her interestedly. "You thought..."

"Well...you're...you know...Sanchez likes big, burly men...not pretty men...and you're...well...you know..." she blushed.

"Pretty? Me?" Gino took Euphie's hand and shot her a smoldering look. "How sweet. I haven't been called 'pretty' in a long time! Since this morning!"

The two burst out laughing.

A Few Days Later...

"Everybody! Listen up!" Milly shouted as she stood from her chair. "The party is tonight! As you all know, I've adjusted the party to fit a good, old-fashioned, high society ball so the men here must wear dress shirts with dress pants, a bow tie, a boutonniere, sensible shoes...oh! And of course a matching jacket would be so classy! Rivalz, Lelouch, I know you two have those from previous events! Gino, I'd be very surprised and pissed if you didn't have such clothing, being the Knight of Three! And Suzaku...do you have some dress clothes?"

"Uhh...of course, Madame President." Suzaku smiled.

"Good! You all have to wear them!" Milly ordered.

"The President sure gets enthusiastic about these events!" Gino whispered in Suzaku's ear. Fortunately the Knight of Three hadn't gotten a concussion the other day from Kallen beating him and kicking him in the head. He did, however, land some unfortunate bruises and a bump on his head that were taking their sweet slow time to heal. Damn...who would've thought that such a sick girl could hit so hard?

"Yeah...I wonder what she means by 'ball-themed'?" Suzaku wondered.

"You know, like an old-fashioned ball, where the men and women dance to boring classical music and eat and drink that fancy schmancy crap." Rivalz popped in. "It'll be boring, if you ask me. Especially since I'm taking-"

"RIVALZ CARDEMONDE, IT WILL NOT BE BORING!" Milly shouted in his ear. He fell over hastily retreating behind Suzaku. She put her hands on her hips. "And since I'm the President, I think I'll just assign Shirley to Suzaku, and you can go stag!"

Rivalz wilted.

"Anyway, where are all the girls?" Suzaku asked, smiling, hoping to mitigate Milly's anger.

"They're changing." Milly answered, curtly.

"Aren't you going to change?" Gino questioned.

"No! My dress is a surprise for you tonight!" Milly purred coyly. She fluttered her eyelashes. "It's purrrrdy."

"Like me?" Gino winked.

"Sure...why not." Milly responded. She turned as the doors opened. The girls stepped out.

Awww...poor Lelouch. xD Not too much happens again, but this was another necessary filler chapter. We'll get to the action soon enough. Anyways I'm commemorating this triple-update to getting a 5 on the APUSH exam that has had been so worried this entire year. Yay me!

Poll time! Last week's poll was a bit of a joke, to be honest. I had no plot holes to cover then. The winning way to kill Tamaki was to have Lucy tear him into shreds. It's always nice to know that the people who support me are all so healthy mentally. ;P The winning knight to be inducted into the Black Knights was Anya Alstreim. Strange and never going to happen. Well...maybe AFTER Marianne dies...but that's a loooooong time from now.

This week's poll is on the upcoming Cross-Dressing Festival. By this time, Anya returns, so you guys get to vote on what you want her and Gino to cross dress as. This one is not actually vote-based, the highest voted costume will be in the actual story, but all messages and recommendations are welcome. The two (or one) people/person to recommend a costume/costumes that I like best will have the Cross-Dressing Festival chapter dedicated to them. I will be completely unbiased, so it's up to your creativity, not your social skills. If I like the recommendations enough, they will supercede whatever got the highest on the poll.

Thankees to all my supporters, including Awsome elder sibling, Lilyflower1987, Seth Sandwhisperer, Sayalovesdiva, and many many others that have made writing all this worth it.