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Night of the Stars, Night of the Moon

by: Sparxyu

Chapter 6: Secret Admirers and Shopping Sprees

Lelouch stared at the yellow rose in his hand, his brilliant amethyst orbs scanning the one word on the attached piece of stationary that made him queasy with butterflies in his stomach:

Prom?

'Who the hell could have sent this?' he wondered, utterly confused as he noticed the words 'from your secret admirer'. Once again, violet eyes scanned the elegant, emerald-colored calligraphy. 'It can't be Shirley. Her handwriting's never this neat and even if she did send this, it would have been in blue. And I doubt that it's Milly, Rivalz or Nina. Nina's too shy, Milly would've been bolder about it and Rivalz.....' Lelouch sweat-dropped at the idea of Rivalz trying to ask him to prom. 'Well, Rivalz is an idiot.'

Lelouch carefully replaced the rose in his locker and shut the door. 'I wonder if it's from...' He shook his head vigorously. 'No. It couldn't be. Like that would ever happen.' He started to make his way to home.

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Milly poked her head around the corner of Ashford Academy. "Come on," she told Suzaku, motioning him forward. "The coast is clear. Let's go."

"Where are we going?" Suzaku asked, his eyes lit with confusion. "I think I need you to remind me again." He flashed her a sheepish grin.

Milly made her way over to a small white car and opened the driver's side. "I told you, Suzaku," she replied, rolling her eyes. "We're going to get some work done before prom. Get in."

Suzaku gave her a look, but settled into the seat. "Can we listen to some music?"

"Whatever..." Milly turned on If I Was Your Vampire by Marilyn Manson.

"You like Marilyn Manson?!"

"Sure, why not?"

"I didn't know you liked American metal. That's not the type of music I can exactly picture you listening to."

"Yeah. Well, you like what you like, right?"

"Hmm... Yeah."

An hour and a half later, they had reached their destination.

"We're here!" Milly announced.

"Where are we?"

Milly's lips twisted in a grin. "The tuxedo shop."

Suzaku sweat-dropped. "Oh..... crap."

Milly's grin turned to a wicked smile. "'Oh..... crap' is right. Mwahaha! C'mon, Suzaku!"

Suzaku had no other choice but to follow Milly into the shop. Once inside, he noticed that he had never seen so much black in his life. Sure, there were a few strings of white here and there, but where was the color?

Milly held a pinstriped black suit out to him. "You should try this one on." She led him to the dressing rooms.

Suzaku stepped in and began to remove his clothing. Piece by piece, the tuxedo was slipped over his skin.

"Is everything okay in there?"

Suzaku glanced at his reflection in the mirror. "You tell me," he replied, stepping out of the stall.

"No, that one's not it," Milly replied. "No offense, but the pinstripes look awful. I'll be right back." She returned three minutes later with another tuxedo in her arms. It was simple, but sleek and was made of white silk. She also carried a mint-green dress shirt and blue tie.

"Try these on." She draped them over the door of the stall.

"Here." Suzaku handed her the black suit. "Can you put these back for me?"

"Uh-huh."

"I'm ready," Suzaku told her when she came back. He stepped from the dressing room and Milly gasped softly.

"You look...." Her voice trailed off.

"What?" Suzaku turned around, examining the blazer and dress pants. "Does it really look that bad?"

"Huh?!" Milly frantically shook her head. "No! You look... wonderful." Taking Suzaku by the hand, she led him to a mirror. "You're going to take Lelou's breath away. Now you need shoes."

"Oh, great," Suzaku muttered sarcastically.

Milly's laughter could be heard as they paid and exited the store.