MonMusu Geass

Well here's a little continuation of the previous chapter. And yes, it pertains to that particular chapter/part of episode one of the canon story. So what changes will I do in this one? Well let's find out together shall we, but first review replies from the few of you that did leave some.

JAKEkenstein – Well I do have a few ideas to change it up a bit as I've noted in my PM reply, though I don't want to spoil it too much for the other readers beyond "first one's coming up soon".

Guest – I'm not too sure which you are referring to. Do you mean Lelouch's reaction to the fandom's favorite shipping of him? How both Kurusu and Lelouch have a spray bottle of ice, cold water not unlike what one have to discipline a pet? Or is it the off-hand suggestion of what Kurusu nearly did to get Miia to let him go?

For that last one, you can thank FGB for pointing it out in their review of the anime series.

And let's not forget ye ol' legal coverage.

Disclaimer: The basic intellectual properties that inspired this story are not own by the author. Instead, the franchise that is Code Geass is owned by Gorō Taniguchi, Sunrise, Bandai Entertainment and Funimation. Likewise, Monster Musume no Iru Nichijou is owned by Okayado, Tokuma Shoten publishing, Tatsuya Yoshihara, and studios Lerche and Seva. Please support the respective official release of each property however possible.

Everyday Life on a Not-Date

"It's a date, a date. Today we're on a date. I'm on a date with my darling. A date!" Miia sang as she slithered down the street. In actuality, it was little more than a field trip suggested by Smith for the lamia to experience human culture outside of the house. Previously, the cultural exchange coordinator had reminded both Kurusu and Lelouch of the rules regarding the escort of Miia out into the open world, with a noticeably heavy emphasis on NOT taking the lamia to any of the local love hotels.

"Would you cut that out already! It's embarrassing!" Kurusu exclaimed. "And this is NOT a date!"

"Especially considering that I'm the fifth-wheel here." Lelouch noted as he donned a hoodie sweater, glasses and medical mask over his face in an effort to hide his identity from the public. He certainly did not want to cross pass with his rabid fans, and was not interested in hearing arguments for their preferred relationship shipping. It still astonished him how so many people could confuse a close friendship with another boy into one of romance.

Though, even he had to shamefully admit that the fangirls who cosplay as Suzaku made it too tempting of a consideration for his psychological comfort.

"That's right." Kurusu agreed. "We're here to get you used to human society, you know."

"So, it's a date in human society, then!" Miia declared, much to the chagrin of their human host.

"One track mind, this one." Lelouch mused.

"Hurry up, Darling! You remember what Ms. Smith told us, right?"

"Y-yeah…." Kurusu reluctantly agreed, not at all pleased with the recall of the conversation with said cultural exchange coordinator.

"How could we forget?" Lelouch sarcastically added. "Especially in how much venom-"

"Say, does that guy look like that Code Geass character?" A passer-by inquired their fellow companion.

"OMG! It is! It's Lelouch Lamperouge!"

"Seriously!?" Lelouch exclaimed in abject annoyance. "How could you tell?!"

"Let's go, Darling!" Miia announced as she grabbed hold of Kurusu's neck with her tail. "Our date awaits!" And thus the two dashed down the sidewalk as Kurusu yelled in surprise, if not abject horror.

"D-did you two just ditch me?!" Lelouch gasped. "And for the last time, Miia, this is NOT a date!" He struggled to follow both Miia and the captive Kurusu down the street. A task that was normally beyond his physical abilities in his old life and the new, but the mob of fans that were not too far behind him provided excellent motivation.

Over an hour and a half had past and Lelouch was barely able to escape his rabid fandom that had discovered him and no doubt reported his last location via social media. However, as a result, he had lost track of Kurusu and Miia on their not-date as he leaned against a wall and gulped heavy breaths of air into his starved lungs.

"I…don't get it…." Lelouch heaved as his lungs burned, his legs burned, his entire body burned from overt physical exhaustion. "He…he was thicker and… heavier than…. me…. How could… he…. Keep up for…. So… long….?"

Soon enough, his body was no longer oxygen starved as he looked about his surroundings. "Great, now how do I find them?" Lelouch pondered as he pushed off the wall he leaned against and headed towards the general direction of a small shop that advertised that it served all species-

"Dummy!" And thus Lelouch's inquiry was answered as Kurusu was flung out of the glass siding doors of the shop and to the other side of the street.

It took only a moment for the displaced anime character to process the event that just occurred before him before he sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "Ask a stupid question…" He then crossed the street to help Kurusu up from what looked like he had been to hell and back.

With the current rate of the Kurusu household as of late, it was nearly a daily occurrence.

"You know, Darling, only a pervert would steal a girl's panties!" Miia accused as the trio walked down the sidewalk.

"I didn't mean to!" Kurusu defended himself. "I didn't know they were panties!"

"I don't even want to ask…." Lelouch bemoaned.

Miia then chuckled from Kurusu's reaction. "Besides, if you were curious, you could have asked me to show them Darling."

"H-hey!" Kurusu exclaimed. "I told you…"

"Again, this is not a date." Lelouch reminded Miia, however before a retort could be uttered, the most unpleasant of human couples had emerged from behind and began to heckle.

"Holy shit, the hell is that thing?!" The bleached lock thug exclaimed. "It said 'Darling'!"

"Oh my god! It looks so creepy and gross!" The aged-like ganguro sneered. Miia's eyes narrowed in anger and was about to act when Lelouch raised his hand before her.

"You know, that's not a polite way to comment to someone that you only met on the street." Lelouch cautioned as he approached the couple.

"And what's it to you?" The thug inquired.

"Well I don't think I need introductions." Lelouch then lowered the hood and removed his glasses. "I think my reputation proceeds me as well as what I am capable of." The immortal announced as the couple found themselves terrified, for they were familiar enough with Code Geass to know that Lelouch had the geass of absolute obedience, to follow any and all orders without question. "That lamia happens to be a friend of mine and I am not fond of those who disrespect my friends." His eyes then glowed with the sigil of geass. "So then, which order do you prefer?"

Their reply was a terrified scream as they ran off in the opposite direction.

"…Can you really use your Geass, Lelouch?" Kurusu asked uncomfortably.

"No," Lelouch replied as his eyes turned back to normal. "But they don't need to know that." It was then did the flash of cell phone cameras draw their attention to the crowd that nearly surrounded them. "Eh, it was worth it."

"Uhm, excuse me, everyone…." Kurusu attempted to calm the ever deteriorated situation down without success. "You shouldn't be taking photos without permission! So if you'd kindly stop…" A plea that fell upon deaf ears.

"Darling…" Miia slithered close to Kurusu. "Could we go somewhere private?"

"If it makes you feel any better, Miia," Lelouch spoke out. "I doubt you were the center of attention now."

"Why do you say that-" Miia turned to find that Lelouch was crowded by fans whom clustered around the anime character to have a selfie with him while others captured his image and posted upon social media.

"Call it a hunch."

Kurusu then grabbed Miia and pulled her free from the crowd. "We're a bit too far from home… A karaoke box is still a no-go…"

"Hey!" Lelouch chased after the duo. "Don't you go off and ditch me again!"

"Somewhere private…." Kurusu pondered.

A brief time later, in a twist of fate, the trio found themselves in a back alley that leads into the lobby of one Hotel Loveless.

"I swear…" Lelouch groaned. "Did I piss off some god or something for this to happen?"

The voices drew closer as the trio had little recourse but to enter the love hotel. With a room paid, Kurusu and Miia rushed into the elevator and left a confused clerk and Lelouch behind. "Don't ask." He warned the clerk. "Just… don't ask."

Once in the room, Miia went into the bathroom to freshen up and Kurusu sat upon the foot of the bed while Lelouch sat upon one of the chairs. It was impossible for Lelouch to not notice Kurusu's nervous look upon his face and spoke before the poor host had a mental break down. "If it makes you feel any better, I doubt Miia's interested in a ménage à trois, as am I."

"A-a what?"

"Best if you don't know." Lelouch advised. "You won't be as scarred as me."

Before Kurusu could even ask, Miia emerged from the bathroom refreshed, revitalized, and donned in little more than a bathrobe that left little to the imagination. "The bath here's no match for the one at home, but it was still pretty nice."

"Mi-Miia, are you okay?" Kurusu barely spoke out as he attempted to not get aroused by the lamia's current state of dress, which was barely decent.

"Yeah, it's pretty relaxing here." The lamia replied as she slithered onto the bed.

"Gee, I wonder why…." Lelouch rolled his eyes.

"But this is a hotel, right?" Miia innocently asked. "I don't have anything for staying the night…"

"It's okay; we're here for a breather… We don't have to stay overnight."

"Eh? But isn't that what hotels are for?" Miia tilted her head in innocent confusion. "What do people do in here, then?"

"G-gee, I wonder why!" Kurusu squeaked out.

"Nice save." Lelouch deadpanned. It was then did Miia discover rather incriminating evidence for the hotel's true purpose.

"By the way, what's this?" The lamia asked with two wrapped condoms in her fingers. "Gum?"

"J-just leave that be, okay!" Kurusu panicked.

"Either way, we need to occupy ourselves until everything outside calms down so we can get back without being harassed. Especially by 'my' fanbase." Lelouch advised as he approached the flat screen TV and picked up the remote control. "Let's see if there's anything to watch besides twiddling our collective thumbs."

With the press of the power button, Lelouch was graced with an image of a couple in a rather compromising position that gave the viewer ample screen time of their conjoined genitalia. He could not have turned the television set any quicker than he had done now. "Yeah, I believe the appropriate wording for something like that for a situation like now for you people is 'nope'."

A brief period of uncomfortable silence passed before anyone spoke. "I guess humans really don't like us, huh…?" The lamia mused as both Kurusu and Lelouch glanced towards Miia. "They're only being nice to us because the law tells them to… Maybe the both of you are being nice too only for the sake of not being arrested?"

"Technically I'm a liminal so that's not really true." Lelouch countered.

"That's not true of me eith-" It was then did Miia disrobed the bathrobe and unveiled her vulnerable, bare self to Kurusu.

"Whoh! Time and place, Miia! Time and place!" Lelouch called out to reason. "Okay, I know how ironic that sounds, but my point still stands!"

Lelouch then rushed into the bathroom to find some kind of water container and some cold water to splash onto Miia and Kurusu before they did something they would regret. Ultimately, in his rush, he decided to improvise with a bath stool and filled it with semi-luke warm water and rushed back into the bedroom.

Only to become intimate with a door that was propelled by an explosion and knocked him out cold.

Lelouch groaned as he picked himself up from the rubble. An armored police officer helped him the rest of the way up. "Are you alright?"

"Thankfully I'm immortal, but that doesn't stop the ringing in my ears…" Lelouch replied. "What happened- actually, do I need to know what happened?" He looked around to see several armored police officers in the ruined love hotel room.

"Nothing more than a misunderstanding, is all." The officer answered.

"Looks more like a civil law suit to me." Lelouch mused as the he and the last of the armored police officers descended from the elevator and into the lobby.

"….Did I overdo it?" And found Kurusu had knocked out the rude couple from earlier with but a single swing of his fist.

"What did you do now…?" Lelouch groaned as he palmed his face. He knew that he would not look forward to the answer when they eventually get home, but as the lone logical mind he had to hear it.

Night has fallen at last, and the trio returned to the Kurusu household via the aid of their cultural exchange coordinator Smith.

"Ow! Ow ow ow ow ow!" Whom currently bandaged Kurusu's wounded right fist from the earlier punch.

"Oh, shut it. You're a man, aren't you?" Smith scolded as Lelouch was in the kitchen and began final preparations for the curry dinner. After the excitement from earlier that day, a simple meal was the most they could ask for. "And no worries, you just hurt your joint."

"Considering how far those two idiots flew, it's a miracle how you only got a sprained wrist." Lelouch commented.

"Speaking of which,-" Kurusu began just after Smith had finished the bandage wrapping of his wrist.

"Oh, no need to worry. You pretty much hurt yourself worse than the people you punched." Smith interrupted.

"The bruises say otherwise." The immortal quipped.

"Anyway, just relax. We spoke to them and settled things out in court." Smith spoke as a dark aura radiated from her body in such intensity that it caused Kurusu to flinch. For Lelouch, it was barely a Tuesday.

"Best of luck to the both of you, then!" And Smith left the living room. Though not long afterwards, Miia cautiously slithered into the room.

"Darling… Why did you do that?" The lamia inquired as she glanced at the bandaged wrist of Kurusu's right arm.

"Look, if I do it, it's just an ordinary fight." Kurusu explained as he stood up from the couch. "People like them are not worth you getting deported. Besides…" He then nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Even though you're a lamia, you're still a girl first and foremost, Miia. And bullying a girl is something I just can't forgive. That's basically it."

Kurusu then turned back towards Miia. "Is that a satisfying answer?"

"Three… Two… One…" Lelouch counted down before Miia tackled Kurusu to the ground.

"…And here we go again…." Kurusu groaned as Miia tightly hugged him.

"Like old faithful, these two…." Lelouch commented as he rolled his eyes towards the absurdness of the entire affair.

"I'm so happy!" Miia exclaimed joyfully. "You actually see me as a girl!"

Then the lamia, charged with positive emotions, lifted her shirt to expose her bare mammaries. "Okay then, let's continue on where we left off."

"Miia no!" Lelouch exclaimed. "No nookie! Bad lamia!" He rushed to the refrigerator to pull out the spray bottle, only to find that it was empty. "Oh come on!"

"Hold it!" Kurusu exclaimed. "We just avoided you getting deported! Are you really going to undo all of that?!"

"It's okay," Miia rationalized as she stripped Kurusu to his boxer shorts. "I'll be having my first sexual experience then!"

"Bad touch! Bad touch!" Kurusu exclaimed.

"We need an adult! We need an adult!" Lelouch yelled out as well as he filled the spray bottle with cold water.

"Oh, by the way Darling-kun," Smith called out as she pulled open the living room door, barely granted Miia and Kurusu the chance to pull away and look presentable enough to not arouse suspicion. "What's for dinner tonight?"

"Wh-what are you doing Ms. Smith?" Miia half-yelled.

"Eh? I was getting hungry." Smith answered. "So I figured I'd let you guys treat me."

"Don't decide that on your own!" Kurusu countered.

"Mmh… Dealing with today's dispute sure was a pain…" Smith blackmailed as she keeled over in faux-exhaustion.

"We're having curry tonight." Lelouch answered from the kitchen as he placed a plate upon a table. "I've already set the table for you."

"Oh! How humble of you!" Smith exclaimed as she unsurprisingly recovered, though both Kurusu and Miia could not help but wonder what Lelouch had planned.

"And we'd finally got a good mood going~!" Miia mumbled a complaint.

"Oh right, Miia," Smith remembered as she pulled out the lamia's panties. "You forgot this." Miia, to the surprise of no one, shrieked of embarrassment as she both covered her shame and reached out for the unmentionable item.

For Lelouch's part, he didn't see the need to inform Smith that he spiked her curry with Tobasco pepper sauce. After all she had put him through, the cultural exchange coordinator deserved no less.

Well looks like Lelouch finally gave someone their just deserts. Okay granted, it's more like curry, but the point still stands.

And that should conclude Miia's introduction arc and, for those of you familiar with both the manga and the anime, she'll have to "share" the spotlight with other characters. And you especially know who's coming up next.

So let's not do with any flames or brutally honest reviews shall we? We certainly don't want to discourage- Papi please! You're coming up next chapter so just be pati- YEOW! MY LEFT NUT! Why does it always have to be the left one- KAYAHA! I didn't mean both of them! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE BOTH OF THEM?!