A/N: First off thank you for reading the story and reviewing so far, but now it's time for the next chapter to get posted.

Sadly Zero will not appear in this chapter, but his appearance will come next chapter.

This is merely building towards it where Ryūko Matoi makes her appearance but gives us a little bit of insight into where other CG characters are at during this point in the story.

So on with the chapter, enjoy!


01/17/2016: Thanks to Game777Guy for editing/repairing the chapter.


Chapter 3

Awakening by Blood

That night, Lelouch, went to bed earlier than usual. He needed to be refreshed and ready for what the next day would bring. Considering everything that was expected to go down, Lelouch was surprised by the rest he had gotten. Lelouch was able to wake up earlier, so it wasn't a surprise that he was also at school earlier. Aikurō was already present, preparing for the day, but they chose not to interact. Maintaining cover was important. Despite his peaceful sleep, Lelouch was still worried about what the day would bring. Aikurō had told him about the 'Crazy Bitch from Kanto with a Silver Case' who had become infamous for starting fights at Honnōji-controlled schools.

Lelouch wanted to meet her and see how many of those reports were accurate, but he was more interested in gauging her personality.

Ryūko might make a capable ally, but I need to see what she is like before I make a decision about involving her, Lelouch thought with a stoic expression.

It wasn't long before the other students began to enter the classroom.


Meanwhile, inside a particular conference room within the Honnōji Academy tower, Satsuki Kiryūin sat at the head of a long table in a darkened room. As Viceroy of Area 11, the eighteen-year-old woman was holding her usual morning meeting with the various leaders of military and government officials for Area 11. Those who could not be physically present were signed into a video conference.

Satsuki had been thorough in establishing her authority. Her brutal destruction of the Fierce Yamato Alliance, The High Integrity Party, and The Great Japan Soten Party resistances within six months had convinced those who disapproved of her appointment, even those who were vehemently racist, to cease their opposition. She didn't stop there, either, as she was busy cleaning up the government and re-organizing the military.

Thanks to some agents loaned to her by the Britannian homeland, she had found, much to her disgust, that there was a deep-rooted corruption in Area 11's government. Thanks to the agents, and Hōka, she had discovered that many officials made money by selling decommissioned weapons and information to terrorists. There were so many cases of this, and other counts of corruption, that Satsuki couldn't just execute them all for treason. She had been forced to leave alone those who were the best at their jobs and served humbly. She then sent out new letters of appointment, along with some subtle warnings.

Those found to be incompetent were removed from their positions. The ones who sold information and weapons to terrorists were arrested. They were interrogated for any information on the terrorists, tortured, and publically executed as a less subtle warning. Cases of promotions through bribery or blood relations altogether ceased as a result.

Standing off to the side, holding a PDA, was a blue-eyed man in his late twenties with blonde hair tied in a ponytail. He wore a black suit with a red turtleneck shirt underneath. He had a small beard forming on his chin. He observed Satsuki quietly, as he always did.

Who would have thought that she'd outperform Clovis in only one year,Diethard Reid thought, wondering what was next for Satsuki Kiryūin.

After silencing her critics, cleaning out the government, and putting down multiple terrorist cells, the productivity of Area 11 had taken a massive leap. The Area was now one of the most profitable to the Britannian Homeland. Satsuki had also made extraordinary measures to strengthen the military. The only real problems left were the Japan Liberation Front and another resistance group called Nudist Beach.

"Today, our new soldiers from the Britannian Homeland are arriving. They shall be used to reinforce and strengthen our military presence in the Kyushu and Hokuriku regions," Satsuki began. Her stoic expression remained unchanged as she went down the items on the agenda. "I want our intelligence agencies to dedicate all resources to seeking information the Japan Liberation Front. It's about time we put them down once and for all."

Watching the meeting disdainfully from a corner of the room was a man in his late twenties with a tan complexion, golden eyes, and blue hair. He wore a dark blue uniform with gold and red trim. He belonged to the Purist Faction, a group of Britannians who believed that only pure-blooded Britannians belonged in positions of power. Because of this, he didn't think highly of Satsuki Kiryūin. However, he was well-aware that challenging her would be the height of stupidity.

Jeremiah Gottwald, despite being a member of the Purist Faction, grudgingly admitted that she was competent in her position. He was especially impressed with the way she dealt with resistances. Stringing up their naked corpses in the ghettos as a warning was brutal, but, Jeremiah thought, admirably practical.

She is more than willing to wipe out an entire ghetto if she finds its people supporting the terrorists, Jeremiah mused as he observed the meeting.

For those who followed Britannian laws treatment for both Britannians and Honorary Britannian was better than before under Clovis. Gangs and crime families that sold drugs including Refrain had been put down swiftly once they had been found and conditions of living had improved as well. As a result productively in its industrial sectors had seen a steady improvement over the last four months alone.

Once the meeting was over with, the various ministers and generals left the room or ended their video communications. Satsuki rose from her chair and turned to Jeremiah.

"Margrave Jeremiah. A word with you," Satsuki called out sternly.

"Yes, Viceroy Kiryūin," Jeremiah answered with a crisp salute.

"Word has reached us that the Japan Liberation Front has established a recruitment center in Shinjuku Ghetto. I want you to take as many men as you need to wipe it out," Satsuki commanded with a fierce look in her eyes. She then added, "If you find any high-ranking leaders, I want them captured for interrogation. If the residents resist, or if you discover that they've been supporting the JLF, you have permission to deal with them accordingly."

"Understood, Viceroy. I shall make sure they are dealt with. If we find anyone of importance, they will be captured and interrogated," Jeremiah said with a respectful bow.

Once he was done, Jeremiah left the room, leaving Satsuki with Diethard, her Head of Public Relations and an unofficial intelligence agent who could supply information from his shady sources. The only other ones in the room were her butler and Gamagōri.

"The JLF has never tried to recruit outsiders before. I'd guess that the damage you've dealt them has made them desperate," Diethard mused with a grin. He knew that it was only a matter of time before Satsuki found their main base and crushed them completely.

"It merely confirms the scent of death upon the JLF. The sooner we find their headquarters, the sooner we can finally deal with them. Then we can focus all our efforts on Nudist Beach," Satsuki said, gripping the hilt of her sword. "Then nothing shall stand in the way of my ambitions."


Lelouch finished up another crossword puzzle as class started. As the bell signaling the start of class rang, Mr. Mikisugi began introducing a new student. She was Lelouch's age, wore a white shirt under a black, gray and white-trimmed jacket, a black skirt, and white sneakers. She had blue eyes and medium-length, black hair with a single red highlight that started above her nose. She had a large, silver case slung to her back.

"We have a new student in Class K today, so welcome Ryūko Matoi," Mr. Mikisugi deadpanned as he introduced the new girl.

At that moment, Mako suddenly woke up from her nap. She began waving her arms to get Ryūko's attention. Ryūko seemed confused at the display, not understanding that Mako wanted Ryūko to take the seat next to her. Lelouch ignored it and tried to ignore Ryūko. He knew that he couldn't get close to her yet, especially not if she acted as he predicted.

"Man that girl is spamming out something fierce," Ryūko commented, confused, unaware that Mr. Mikisugi had overheard it.

"Oh. That is how Mankanshoku usually is, so I guess that will be your seat. Enjoy," Mr. Mikisugi said with a bored tone and matching expression.

Ryūko was a little hesitant, but she went over and sat in the empty desk.

"My name is Mako Mankanshoku," Mako introduced, her seemingly never-ending cheerfulness filling her tone. She was more than eager to get acquainted with her new friend. "It's nice to meet you again and everything."

"So, the kid, the student council, purged is the one out front?" Ryūko asked, referring to the dead body of the student from yesterday's events.

"Uh-huh! You're sitting in what used to be his desk, actually," Mako replied rather cheerfully, which unnerved Ryūko a bit. "But don't worry! That kind of thing happens a lot around here."

Mako set an open book up on her desk, hiding the bento she then brought out. She opened it, rapidly devoured the contents, and, to both Ryūko's surprise and Lelouch's amusement, immediately fell asleep.

"EXCUSE THE INTERRUPTION!" Ira Gamagōri snapped as he stepped inside the classroom through the yet-to-be-repaired door. "I am the Disciplinary Chairman Ira Gamagōri!" Gamagōri roared as everyone stopped what they were doing to focus their attention on the towering student council member. Even Mr. Mikisugi cautiously backed out of his way as other members of the Disciplinary Committee filed into the room.

"Students of Class K, once again, it has come to our attention that someone among you intends to bring harm to this school," Gamagōri announced as he paced back and forth before the students.

They can't be here for Ryūko already, Lelouch thought, his mind going into overdrive to determine who Gamagōri's target was.

Ryūko was going to react when, suddenly, a male student with black hair, brown eyes, and a stocky build snapped up from his chair. Gamagōri quickly advanced upon him. Instead of a tear gas bomb, the apparently-guilty student produced a spray bottle of some kind and sprayed its contents into Gamagōri in the face with its contents.

"Try mace on for size!" the student exclaimed proudly. To the student's shock, the mace barely affected the Disciplinary Chairman. He might as well have been sprayed with water, for all he reacted.

"You are incorrect, the contents of the bottle are pepper spray, not mace," a mildly annoyed Gamagōri pointed out. He roughly grabbed the small black spray bottle from the frightened student's hand. "Sold to civilians for a pitiful last line of defense. Once you get used to it," the towering male said, spraying some into his mouth and taking a deep breath, "it just clears the sinuses!"

The student looked absolutely terrified, but detonated a smoke bomb and made a last-ditch attempt at escape. Gamagōri, like the previous day, jumped out the window to follow. Lelouch just massaged his temples and waited for the smoke to clear. Mako, aside from coughing once, remained blissfully asleep.

"This is the second day in a row that an idiot has gotten themselves killed by the student council," Lelouch observed in annoyance.

"What do you mean, ' the second day in a row?'" Ryūko asked, overhearing Lelouch's outburst.

"Yesterday, another student got busted by the Student Council for stealing a Goku uniform. The only difference is that he used tear gas to cover his vain effort to escape," Lelouch answered. Outside, the sounds of the screaming student indicated that Gamagōri had caught up to him.

"Goku Uniforms?" Ryūko asked curiously.

"I guess they didn't tell you," Lelouch said, shrugging his shoulders as he began to explain. "Goku Uniforms are special uniforms that grant whoever wears them superhuman capabilities, such as increased speed and strength. Their rank determines not only their power but also the student's social standing."

"So, who gives out these uniforms?" the black-haired girl inquired over the sound of Gamagōri shouting in the background.

"Take off the safety first, you imbecile!" the sound of Gamagōri's yelling could be heard. The sound of a gunshot rang out, followed by Gamagōri's laughter. "Too bad guns are useless against us! Now give us back that uniform you stole!"

"The Student Council President, Viceroy of Area 11, Satsuki Kiryūin, is the one who assigns uniforms," Lelouch replied, ignoring the familiar sound of someone being smashed into the walls around the courtyard.

"So she is top dog around here, then?" Ryūko asked. The fierce, determined look in her eyes made Lelouch hesitate for a moment.

"Yes, she is…"


Later that day, during lunch time, Ryūko was walking in the hallways when Mako attempted her usual greeting. Like most sensible people would Ryūko sidestepped the living missile, causing Mako to crash into a pair of trash cans. Lelouch watched from a distance. The situation amused him, but he didn't want to attract unnecessary attention, so he kept to himself.

Mako seems livelier than usual. I hope she doesn't get too caught up in the trouble that Ryūko's going to cause, Lelouch thought. He hoped that Ryūko wouldn't do anything foolish, but he understood the reality of the situation.

Lelouch decided to return to class K for the rest of the lunch break just as gray clouds were beginning to loom overhead. No one was inside the classroom except for Mr. Mikisugi, who was quietly looking out the window at the courtyard below. Neither said anything to one another. They both knew that discussions were best saved for a safe location.

Meanwhile, outside in the courtyard, Mako continued to follow Ryūko around, trying to get closer to the new student. However, Ryūko was more interested in finding Satsuki Kiryūin.

"So are you a traveling a musician or something with that silver case you're carrying? What do you play? Come on! Let's sing a song together!" Mako demanded excitedly. She then used a banana peel as a microphone, singing: "Oh we're going to ride away!"

"Come on, just settle down already," Ryūko said, trying to stop Mako from continuing her awful singing. "So where do I find the student council president?"

"Well, she-" Mako began, suddenly stopping to bow. She pushed on Ryūko's back to make her bow as well, to avoid trouble. "QUICKLY BOW…bow down Ryūko!"

Ryūko and Mako had bowed down just in time to avoid trouble from Gamagōri, who walked down the middle of the rows of bowing students.

"Why are we bowing?" Ryūko asked as Gamagōri walked by them.

"Because Lady Satsuki is approaching. See!" Mako said pointing to Satsuki, who was walking down the row of bowing students.

So she's the one in charge here, Ryūko thought, narrowing her eyes as she looked at the young woman.

To everyone's shock, Ryūko stood up and intercepted Satsuki, facing her with a defiant glare.

Mr. Mikisugi watched from his classroom. "Oh no, someone's stepping out of line," he observed with his usual bored tone.

Lelouch quickly rose from his seat to see what was going on. Seeing Ryūko facing Satsuki caused multiple alarms to sound in his mind. He knew she'd try something, but he never expected her to be this brazen about it.

This is bad! I didn't expect her to pull a stunt like that! Lelouch thought in a quiet panic. Ryūko had just eliminated the possibility of him helping her survive the first day.

"We can't help her. Transforming here in the school is too risky for us," Reiketsu noted. Lelouch reluctantly agreed.

"Yes, I know. All we can do is watch and hope for the best," Lelouch whispered through gritted teeth.

Lelouch was forced to merely observe the confrontation as the one-star students formed a wall between Ryūko and Satsuki. Ryūko was determined to get her answers.

"I hear you're the queen bee around here, so I have a question for you," Ryūko Matoi said casually, angering some of the higher-ranked students.

"How dare you speak to Lady Satsuki like that!?" A student in the crowd snapped. He quickly followed with, "GET HER!"

Six one-star students attempted to jump Ryūko, but, using her silver case as a blunt weapon, she downed all of them with a single blow to the head each. Once they were out of the way, Ryūko opened the case, drawing out a large, red, blade that belonged to one-half of a giant pair of scissors. Ryūko held it one-handed, like a sword.

"Is that a scissor?" one student asked in confusion.

"No, it's just half of them," another added.

"Wow! That's the biggest pair of scissors I have ever seen!" Mako exclaimed with stars in her eyes.

"Yep, and I've been looking for the other half to this Scissor Blade," Ryūko explained. She then noticed a hint of surprise on Satsuki's face. "Hey Prez, are you alright? You look surprised. It's because you have seen this before, haven't you?"

"And what if I did?" Satsuki replied coldly.

Ryūko's face began to twist in anger as she realized she might have found someone with the answers she sought. "You have seen them before! Then you know who has the other half of my scissors!"

That idiot! Lelouch thought as he witnessed Ryūko charging straight for Satsuki. Her attempt to attack her for answers was stopped when a two-star student wearing a pair of large boxing gloves sucker-punched her, sending her to the ground. She'd better run, or she isn't going to survive,Lelouch mentally noted, recognizing the short, bald-headed man who attacked Ryūko.

He was dressed in traditional boxing wear. He wore a pair of silver and white trimmed shorts with a championship styled belt that had two red glowing stars on it. He also wore matching boots and a silver-and-white-trimmed coat open to expose his muscular build. On his head, he wore a protective wrestling helmet. He narrowed his green eyes at Ryūko. He may have been short, but his sucker punch had sent her, and several one-stars, flying.

"Fukuroda," Satsuki calmly addressed the boxer.

"Yes, madam. Takaharu Fukuroda, Captain of the Boxing Club," Fukuroda introduced himself. "I'll handle this disrespectful upstart for you. With your permission, of course."

"She is all yours," Satsuki calmly replied.

"MOVE IT!" Ryūko snapped, shoving her way through the students to go after the guy who'd sucker-punched her.

When Ryūko attacked, her strike was easily deflected by Fukuroda's right glove, pushing her back.

"What the hell are those things made out of!?" Ryūko asked, assuming a defensive stance.

"What? You don't know a Two-Star Goku Uniform when you see it?" The Boxing Captain replied with a mock insult.

"That doesn't look like a uniform to me," the black haired girl replied candidly.

"What are you talking about? A boxer's uniform has gloves, trunks and OTHER STUFF!" Fukuroda announced with pride. "Besides, Lady Satsuki gave me this Athleticism-Augmented Two-Star Goku Uniform. They infuse my gloves with their power, making them harder than hard and stronger than steel!"

"I don't get what you're saying, but that means I don't have to hold back!" Ryūko replied, adjusting her grip on her scissor so that she could swing with the sharp side. She'd been using the blunt side to avoid unnecessary deaths.

"I am not worried! So how about a left hook!? And another! AND ANOTHER!" Fukuroda shouted. His left glove unleashed a barrage of boxing-glove-shaped projectiles, all of which impacted Ryūko, who was left wide open for another attack. "And here is a right uppercut to FINISH YOU OFF!"

Ryūko was knocked high into the air before falling back to the ground in a beaten and bloody heap.

As the rain began to fall, Ryūko laid on the ground, twitching from the damage she took. Remarkably, she was still able to move. Satsuki had passively been observing the whole fight with a look of disinterest.

"I had hoped this would be more amusing, but you clearly don't know how to wield your weapon," Satsuki replied coldly as she began to walk away.

"Hold it! You'd better tell me what you know! Ryūko demanded as she fought to get up, reaching out towards Satsuki.

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!" Fukuroda snapped, using his gloves to lift himself off the ground so he could drive both feet into Ryūko's face. "No one speaks to Lady Satsuki like that! NO ONE!"

"Confiscate her Scissor Blade," Satsuki commanded with her back turned.

"Yes madam," Fukuroda responded professionally, but, to his surprise, Ryūko had gotten back up, despite the punishment he had inflicted on her.

"You'll never take this away from me! NEVER!" Ryūko cried out defiantly before attacking Fukuroda. However, she wasn't in any condition to fight. Fukuroda laughed at her, but, in his carelessness, he slipped and fell on his face while dodging her pathetic strikes. Ryūko used this chance to flee, as she knew that the fight was unwinnable.

"Hey, are you going home Ryūko?" Mako called out; plainly oblivious to the fact Ryūko's life was in danger.

Ryūko ignored Mako as she ran out the front gate and stole a restaurant delivery man's scooter. The man yelled at her, but she turned around, apologized, dropped his deliveries on the ground, and took off to who-knows-where. Observing the scene from his homeroom class, Lelouch breathed a sigh of relief. He was glad that Ryūko managed to get away, but he was still appalled by how reckless she was. He didn't blame her for wanting answers to the identity of her father's killer, but her way of going about it was foolhardy. Primarily since the one, she sought her answers from was not only in control of the entire school but all of Area 11.

Ryūko got away, but I doubt the Student Council is going to let this slide, Lelouch thought. He directed his gaze to Mako, who seemed unaware of the fact that Fukuroda and other one-star students were staring at her. Mako is in grave danger, Lelouch noted mentally, knowing where this was likely to go.

"You know, this could be an excuse for them to set a trap to draw out Zero," Reiketsu said.

"I realized that possibility," Lelouch whispered quietly to his Kamui. He had to get to work on creating a plan to save Mako. Lelouch knew that it would probably be a trap, but he had to do it. Even if Ryūko didn't show up, he would save Mako. Odd as she was, Lelouch still considered her a friend. Besides, the fact that he knew that a trap awaited him gave him another advantage that the student council wouldn't be expecting.

Lelouch smiled as he began to leave the classroom.

"That new girl is quite the handful. Hopefully, someone will help show her the path she needs to take," Lelouch commented casually, but Aikurō said nothing. The blue haired man merely smiled, understanding the meaning behind Lelouch's words. The former prince walked out of the classroom.

Alone in the hallway, Lelouch's mind went thoroughly into overdrive, planning out his rescue of Mako. It was almost guaranteed that she'd be used in a trap to lure out Ryūko and Zero. But the advantage for Lelouch was that Satsuki and the Student Council didn't know he possessed a Kamui. And, if Aikurō did his task, Ryūko should return to the school with one of her own. The only disadvantage he had was that he didn't have the time or information Lelouch needed to plan out the rescue to an extent he'd be comfortable with.

Lelouch began grinning as a plan formed in his mind.

"You know they'll be expecting you, right?" Reiketsu asked, apparently concerned for his wearer.

"Yes, I'm sure they will be, but they don't know about you or your little brother," Lelouch said, his smile not fading in the slightest.

"You think Ryūko will find him?"

"I am positive. Aikurō will lead her to it, and, hopefully, she'll come back to rescue Mako," Lelouch said. "I think it's time for Zero to make his grand debut and I say we do it with some dramatic flair."


The student council had called an emergency meeting in the lounge of Satsuki's tower. Satsuki sat in her throne-like chair and calmly drank her tea as the captain of the boxing club was beaten by Sanageyama as punishment for his failure to deal with Ryūko and confiscate her scissor blade.

"You idiot!" Sanageyama shouted, taking another swing, which broke the wooden Shinai he'd been using. Fukuroda remained kneeling and accepted the punishment.

"I…I'm sorry sir," Fukuroda said apologetically.

"You let her mock Lady Satsuki, you let her escape, and you failed to confiscate her weapon as ordered," Gamagōri's voice boomed as he loomed over the kneeing Fukuroda. He then turned towards the Athletic Club Chairman. "A mistake made by a member of a club you run is your mistake, Sanageyama!"

"YEAH, I KNOW!" Sanageyama shouted as he dropped down onto the sofa, throwing away the broken sword. He propped his feet up on the silver coffee table and forcibly calmed himself down before continuing. "You think I've been punishing him for kicks? Besides, the Disciplinary Committee should have stepped in at the moment she mocked Lady Satsuki. So it's your mistake, too, Gamagōri."

"I have some intelligence on the new girl," Hōka Inumuta said from the lounge's bar. He continued to type on his laptop as he said, "She is has been causing fights in other schools in the eastern Kanto region, which are under the control of Honnōji Academy. They had been personal fights, which is why we never received any reports about these incidents until now," Inumuta reported calmly before the high collar of his uniform zipped itself back up.

"Such negligence. Inform our branches to keep an eye out for her," Satsuki ordered calmly.

"At once milady," Inumuta responded with a respectful bow.

"What a shocker that the toad, the monkey, and the dog all screwed up big time," Jakuzure commented as she played around with a small baton. She was sitting on her sofa surrounded by her cute stuffed animals. "Hey, Lady Satsuki, you wanted that blade confiscated, right? So, is it something we should be worried about?" Nonon asked with an innocent expression.

"It's a weapon designed to combat Goku Uniforms," Satsuki answered, much to the shock of her colleagues.

"How does she have a weapon like that?" Gamagōri asked, finding the possibility of some random nobody having such a dangerous weapon to be absurd.

"What is her name?" Satsuki asked Inumuta.

"Her name is Ryūko Matoi."

"Matoi, eh? How interesting," Satsuki replied, a small smile gracing her lips. "Fukuroda…I have a task for you if you wish to redeem yourself."

"Yes, Lady Satsuki. I'll do anything you ask to earn your forgiveness," Fukuroda said, eagerly wishing to make up for his failure.

"Excellent. You will have two objectives. One is the capture of Ryūko Matoi and the confiscation of her weapon. The other is the capture of Zero," Satsuki ordered calmly, taking another sip of her tea.

Fukuroda had been expecting to be sent after Ryūko, but to go after Zero as well caught him by surprise.

"Zero is becoming a thorn in our side, but we have no information that could lead us to capture him. However, if we set a trap meant for Matoi, I believe we could draw Zero out. He seems to favor helping no-stars who are about to be purged, after all," Satsuki explained. Her underlings quickly realized her intentions.

"Yes, I understand milady. In fact, I know who we can use as bait," Fukuroda replied with a determined look in his eye.

"Good. I want you and Sanageyama to make the necessary preparations. If you capture one of them, all will be forgiven. Capturing both of them would be even better. However, if you fail this time, you will be stripped of your uniform and demoted to no-star status. Do you understand, Fukuroda?" Satsuki asked in a calm tone, but her sharp blue eyes stabbed like daggers into the boxing club captain, who trembled in fear.

"I understand completely, Lady Satsuki," Fukuroda replied fearfully, all the more determined not to fail.


Elsewhere, far outside of Honnō City, in the countryside overlooking the artificial island, Ryūko Matoi had retreated to the remains of a burnt down mansion. Ryūko left the scooter she stole by the front gate and wandered into the ruins of the estate. She stopped before a damaged portrait of her father and herself as a small child. As the rain continued to fall, Ryūko stabbed the Scissor Blade into the ground in front of her, a depressed expression on her face.

"Father…I…I'm sorry," Ryūko said with tears in her eyes. She was so close to finding the truth, but then it was snatched from her because she wasn't strong enough to compete against the Goku Uniforms. "I was THIS close to finding out who killed you. If I was strong enough, then I could beat it out of her!" Ryūko shouted, her anger growing over her own failure. Without warning, a trap door opened up at her feet, sending her plummeting down into the darkness below.

Aikurō stood behind a broken wall, holding a remote in his hand.

"You should be careful what you wish for, Ryūko Matoi," Aikurō said, grinning in satisfaction as he wiped his hair back, revealing his real persona.

Nothing Ryūko attempted could stop her from plummeting into an underground room. It had been ruined by the explosion and the fire that destroyed the mansion above ground. Falling through some wooden boards slowed her descent, but, ultimately, it was landing in a pile of clothes and rags that cushioned her fall. The landing was still pretty rough, which reopened the cuts from her earlier fight. Some of her blood dripped into the pile of clothes.

"Damn it!... I didn't know we had such a huge basement," Ryūko said, marveling at the size of the chamber she was in. Up until now, she'd never known that this place existed. A sharp pain shooting up her arm interrupted her thoughts. "Shit! My wounds opened up again… Damn it!" the black haired girl cursed, using her left hand in a vain effort to stop the bleeding.

Ryūko got up and began looking for a way out. Unknown to her, the blood she left behind had reached something that had been buried under that pile of old sailor uniforms, causing it to stir.

"Where the hell is the exit?" Ryūko asked in frustration, having a hard time spotting a way out.

"Wait! Give me more!" a male voice echoed around Ryūko, causing the girl to freeze in place, lifting up her weapon in her left hand.

"Huh…WHO'S THERE?!" Ryūko demanded angrily. "SHOW YOURSELF!"

"Please don't go…I need more…give me MORE!"

Suddenly, an old sailor uniform was thrown at her as something leaped out at her from the pile uniforms. Ryūko reacted instantly, cleaving the old uniform in half. This allowed a black and red-trimmed outfit to jump her. Ryūko was shocked by the strength of the living sailor uniform as it pinned her against the wall. Her injuries, combined with the power of the sailor uniform holding her, made it impossible for her to break free.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!" Ryūko cried out in fright as she struggled against the Kamui.

"Don't be scared. Just put me on! I can't go back to sleep!" the black Kamui demanded with a crazed look in its single eye. The other eye was covered by what looked like an eyepatch.

"How the hell do you talk?! Sailor uniforms CAN'T TALK!" Ryūko snapped.

"THAT IS NOT IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW!" the Kamui snapped. "Put me on so you can feed me lots of blood!"

"GET OFF OF ME!" Ryūko cried out as the uniform seemingly tried to grope her, shortly before trying to strip her. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, YOU PERVERT?!"

"Stop asking me questions and just put me on already! Do it, or I'll make you put me on!" the frenzied Kamui replied. Ryūko continued struggling, which caused them both to fall to the ground, which only made it easier for the Kamui to strip her.

"STOP IT!" Ryūko cried out, but there was nothing she could do.

"There…you see?I'm a perfect fit!"

Having successfully forced himself onto an unwilling seventeen-year-old girl, the Kamui finished adjusting itself to her. Once this was done, their union created a massive surge of power, forcing a howl from the young woman as a pillar of red light shot into the air.

"Oh my god! What kind of kinky outfit are you?!" Ryūko asked, her eyes going wide and her cheeks turning red as she got a look at her much more revealing attire.

The outfit, in its newly transformed state, resembled a skimpy bikini, barely covering anything except for her upper torso, which was covered in an armor plate with a yellow, multi-colored eye on the right shoulder. Her arms were clad in long black leather with similar red trim. From the upper torso down, her skin was exposed to the world. The only covering was two red straps, plus one on the back, that linked the upper part of her Kamui to a tiny skirt. The skirt had additional red straps that connected to a pair of thigh-high stockings that matched her gloves. The stockings ended in red high-heels.

"This is what I am," the nameless Kamui replied, now in a much calmer state of mind due to being worn.

"Well, that doesn't answer the question!" Ryūko snapped, attempting to pull the outfit off of her, but, to her shock, and increasing worry, it felt as if the kinky outfit she'd been forced into had become part of her, like a second skin. "GET OFF ME! GET OFF…OF ME!" Ryūko roared as she struggled to remove the outfit from her body. She unknowingly launched herself up at such a high speed that she hit the ceiling, leaving a small crater. The astonishing, superhuman feat left her lodged in the ceiling, and she was speechless for a moment.

"What? How the hell did I do that?" Ryūko muttered as her mind tried to make sense of what happened.

"This is our power. I awakened when I drank your blood," the nameless Kamui explained calmly, seemingly oblivious to Ryūko's state of shock. "When you put me on, or, rather, when I am worn by you, we activate that power."

"What are you, really?" Ryūko asked in a trembling voice as she began to recover from the shock.

"I don't know," the Kamui admitted regretfully.

"Don't give me that! You were just telling me how you worked," Ryūko said, annoyance creeping into her voice.

"I can explain the current phenomenon, but there is still much I do not know. There are many gaps in what you would call my memory.There are many things I cannot remember," the nameless Kamui admitted, its single eye narrowing in mild-annoyance at itself.

"Well, what do you remember?" Ryūko inquired. She briefly wondered if this uniform was something her father worked on.

"I remember the man who made me. He had a beard, an eye patch, wore a white lab coat, was stooped, wore sandals, had a cane, and had a mouse on his shoulder," The Kamui replied, describing a man Ryūko knew too well, and confirming her initial suspicions about the living sailor uniform.

"That sounds exactly like my dad!" Ryūko exclaimed.

"Your dad?" the Kamui asked, feeling confused. It likely didn't quite understand the word, "dad."

"Uh-huh. His name was Isshin Matoi, my dad, and I'm Ryūko Matoi," Ryūko said, properly introducing herself to the Kamui. "Why did my dad make you through?" The black haired girl wondered, thinking out loud before she realized something. "Hey if I got you with me, then I can beat those assholes! So, you're coming with me, Senketsu."

"Senketsu?" the newly named Kamui asked, confused about the meaning of his new name.

"Yeah. Everyone needs a name, and so do you. My blood woke you up, and Senketsu means, 'fresh blood,'" Ryūko explained. She picked up a tattered old robe and draped it over her shoulders to conceal her less-than-modest appearance. She looked up to the ceiling with a look of determination. "Here I come, Satsuki Kiryūin!"


A/N: Well this is it, and next chapter Zero appears with Ryūko arriving with her new Kamui Senketsu, which should be a big surprise for Satsuki to behold, so as such I did up the difficulty a bit with the Boxing Club not being the only thing between our heroes and rescuing Mako.

Things are beginning to slowly head in a new direction, and I got much planned ahead especially with chapter five complete.

As for pairings besides Satsuki and Ryūko will likely be gunning for Lelouch, which will only add more fuel to the fire between those two likely to make clashes against the other more personal at some point. True I could just pair both of them with Lelouch, but where the fun in that would be if I made it too easy like that. Besides Lelouch through I am looking at the other characters, so I am open to suggestions for them like Suzaku (who I hope to pair with someone other than Euphy for once to do something different) or anyone else, so I am leaving that open for discussion for right now.

For those worried that Zero's outfit would be some kind of very revealing skimpy outfit allow me to lay those concerns to rest. I think I can be summed up by quoting BahamutReishiki who said on chapter six of his Kill la Kill and Bleach crossover (one of the finest Bleach/KLK x-overs I have read, so I suggest you guys give it a look if you are interested).

"It would be a cold day in hell before I allow Ichigo's Kamui to be as revealing as Senketsu and Junketsu."

Those same words hold true for Lelouch, and it would be a cold day in hell before I allow his Kamui to be as revealing Ryūko and Satsuki's Kamuis.

Ironically enough both characters have the same English voice actors, so I see some irony in that too.

As for the design of Lelouch's Kamui, it does have some familiarities to his Zero outfit, but different through and with abilities of someone who had about over a year to master using it.

So see you guys next chapter, and I look forward to your feedback.