Am I the only author who spells her name as 'Millay'. How comes no one ever pointed that out? Well, I don't think I'm going to change it, I swear I saw this spelling for her name in the subtitles. But you can't really depend on those subs cuz they always change spellings. Anyway, I hope no one is bothered with my different spelling…are you?

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass

Chapter 14: Dating

"Do you need anybody?" Lelouch sang as he balanced on the couch that was in the television room toward the back of the house.

"I need somebody to love!" Kallen sang the next line as she brushed her hair in the bathroom. Her phone rang as Lelouch continued the song and she picked it up without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello," she answered cheerfully.

"You're late. I'm waiting outside for you," Mr. Kururugi said to her.

"Oh my goodness! You're here! I'm late? Oh my gosh!" Kallen exclaimed.

"Sing the next line, Bunny!" Lelouch yelled as he held the remote to his mouth, a substitute for a microphone.

"You forgot." It was more of an accusation than a question.

"No, I didn't forget! My clock is just saying the wrong time, is all. I've been sitting here waiting for you to honk or something for a while," she said, hoping her excuse would stand up. She rushed out of the bathroom, put her phone on speaker as she threw it on the bed, flinging on her clothes that she had already set out.

"Fine…I'll forgive you this time. I'm giving you five minutes," he said.

"I told you, I'm ready. I'm putting on my shoes now and grabbing my bag. What the hell!" She exclaimed as she pulled the dress over her head and grabbed her shoes and handbag.

"What's the problem?" He asked.

"Nothing, I just broke a mirror, it's a small one, so no big deal. I'll just let Lelouch get it," she said, pushing her feet into the strappy high heeled shoes and running to the front door, cell phone in hand. She opened the door and stepped out partly, so that he could see her.

"Lelouch, I'm leaving! Do you mind cleaning up that mess I made?" She threw the question into the house.

"Leaving…where are you going?" He asked, walking to the front door.

"A date, I forgot," she whispered, closing the door behind her. She hurried over to the car, feeling completely stupid. How could she have forgotten about her date? She had been looking forward to it earlier that morning! She blamed it on Lelouch. It wasn't her fault they were having fun all day. After they had had their important talk, they had managed to get the entire kitchen wet by throwing water and soap on the other person. Then they had had to clean that up, which ended up in them running and sliding on the slippery tiles, sometimes colliding with the wall…well, Lelouch did all the running into the wall. She almost fell…once. So the mess in the kitchen had just gotten bigger and bigger, until they finally got down to cleaning it, without messing around. Then came the singing and the air instruments and using the remote, the hairbrush and the broom as microphones. Ah man, how could she have forgotten?

She couldn't miss the car parked in the shadows, nor the shaggy brown head of hair sitting behind the wheel. She ran the short distance over to it and swung the passenger side door open. Before she could settle in her seat, she was shoved back against it and Mr. Kururugi had his lips over hers, his kisses still soft and innocent. She closed her eyes and tried to lose herself in him, lifting her free hand to brush his hair behind his ear. When he pulled back, she smiled.

"Good night to you too," she giggled. He grinned. She looked beautiful tonight, her hair tousled and the no make-up look working for her.

"I'm just going to forget the silly excuse you gave me, simply because you look great," he said, taking his time to examine what he could of her. And there was much of her to see as no amount of fabric could hide her chest. He felt hot, all of a sudden, like the temperature had risen drastically in the car as images ran through his mind. He shook his head. He wouldn't be able to deny himself for longer, if he made it through the night she was a lucky girl indeed. But he would have to concentrate, he had to time it perfectly, so as to kill two birds with one stone. Get what he so greatly desired from Kallen and get the ultimate revenge on Lelouch.

"And I told you, that was no excuse, it's the truth," she laughed, bluffing it. No matter what he said, she knew he would always hold it against her for forgetting their first date. Men liked to think they were simple to understand. But simply, they weren't.

"Ok, ok…whatever you say," he said, letting his eyes run over her a final time before starting up the car. He pulled out slowly onto the road as Lelouch glanced through his curtains, trying to get a peek of the man who had managed to make him both upset and jealous in a second. But he couldn't see a thing, only the car racing off into the night with his Kallen in the passenger seat. He gritted his teeth as he pulled back. He would have to accept it. Just because he loved Kallen, didn't mean she had to love him back.

"So, where are we going?" Kallen asked, trying to answer her own questions by observing the landmarks that they were zooming pass. Mr. Kururugi smiled to himself. She turned to look at him and caught the smile. A little shiver ran down her spine, but she couldn't tell whether it was attraction, or creepiness that she was getting from him. She shrugged it off, but second thoughts lingered in her head. Maybe she shouldn't have become involved with him, after all, she knew nothing about him – including his first name. But that was the point of dating, right? You got to know someone. She wasn't wrong, Mr. Kururugi was a gentleman, the man she had been waiting for her whole life. But if he was her dream guy…why was she still thinking about Lelouch?

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Rivalz kissed Millay meaningfully, trying to show her how much he cared about her with one simple gesture, but he could tell she was denying him and his care, not because of her response to his kiss…it was something else. Something he could not explain.

Millay sighed deeply as they pulled apart, her eyes closed as she tried to focus on that magical feeling that was tingling against her lips. She should have been enjoying it, shouldn't she? She opened her eyes to look at Rivalz. He was perfect. He was just perfect for her. But why did she suddenly want to go home and wrap herself in her sheet and cry herself to sleep? Rivalz opened his eyes to look quizzically at her. Somehow, he could feel them drifting apart. There was something wrong.

"Millay, what's wrong?" He asked, seeking out her eyes, hoping to read something from them. Their eyes met and Millay looked away quickly. She couldn't allow him to read her, she couldn't allow him entrance into every nook and cranny of her life…even if he deserved to know, because he did. To put it simply, Rivalz was a good man. To make it more descriptive and more accurate, Rivalz was her sponge; he took away all her worries from her and somehow managed to dispel them elsewhere. In such a short period of time, he had, without much effort, claimed the number one spot in her life. He was important to her…she loved him.

"No, I'm fine. Everything's alright," she lied, smiling briefly, trying to lighten the damp mood she had already set. He leaned forward in his chair and sought out her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers upon impact, a worried look of concern etched onto his face.

"Don't lie to me, Millay. I know you're thinking about Kallen," he said, as softly as he could. He was pissed at Kallen for making a dumb mistake again. How could she do that to her best friend? She of all people should have known the consequences! And he was mad at Lelouch, for he was stealing Kallen away, again. Yet somehow, he could not bring himself to completely dislike either of them because Kallen was Millay's best friend and would always mean the world to her. As for Lelouch, he understood what was going on in his head. If he, Rivalz, didn't have Millay anymore, he'd do anything in his power to get her back.

"No I'm not, I am not one bit concerned or worried about that backstabber," Millay said bitterly, picking up her wine glass and smiling. With a wary look in his eyes he relaxed in his chair, sipping his wine also. Why was she lying? She knew that he always knew when she was lying. It was not by show of expression, it was that bond between them. Existing but invisible. Present yet fading. Obvious yet ignored. He knew that Kallen's decision to leave had affected Millay more than she was letting on. He knew it was tearing away at her from the inside out; he knew that she had found a way to blame herself for what had happened. Typical Millay.

"Since you're not concerned, that means we can have a lovely, romantic night out," he said, the candles flickering as someone entered, causing a light breeze to blow into the room. He placed his half empty glass of wine on the small, round table and looked behind him to signal a waiter. A girl with pale blue hair and sly golden eyes walked over to them, apron in place, smile in check and a pencil and notepad in hand.

"Hello, goodnight. My name is Villetta, how may I help you?" She asked.

"Yes, we'd like the jerked chicken with um…corn? Is that what it's called?" Rivalz asked. Why had he brought them to a Jamaican restaurant?

"Yes sir, or sometimes it's referred to as a festival, would you like rice with that?" She asked meekly.

"What do you think? You're more of an expert than I am," he smiled kindly at her. She blushed for some unknown reason. Millay glanced suspiciously at her. Was she feeling…jealousy? She tried to brush it away, but her eyes kept drifting between the waitress's blush and Rivalz's smile. Oh man, what was coming over her? She'd never been jealous before!

"I think some rice with peas would go well with your meal, along with some mango-guava juice," she answered, brushing a drooping lock of hair behind her ear.

"Good, we'll take two orders," he said and glanced at his date as the waitress scribbled everything down in her notepad.

"I'll be back with your orders very soon," she said, smiled briefly and scurried away. Rivalz turned in his seat to fully face Millay. He grinned and she smiled back, a rather uncomfortable smile. Her smile faltered and then fell, suddenly she wasn't very hungry.

"Rivalz," she said.

"Hmm," he answered, a deep sound coming from his throat, almost like a purr. He was going to enjoy this date with her.

"I can't stay here…I don't think I can eat anything," she said and stood up, her chair scraping on the floor as it went back. His eyebrows flew up. Whhhhaaa? Had she just spoiled his entire evening and his newly found jolly mood? No way!

"But…but…but…we just got here," he said, standing up so as to better stop her from leaving. She shrugged out of his grip, looking down at the floor as she clutched her tiny clutch purse.

"Rivalz…the truth is, I don't feel up to this. I know I'm ruining your evening…but I just can't. I want to go home and watch old movies on TV…I don't want to do this," she said, sighing and running her hand through her hair. She felt strange being in the presence of so many people, so many happy people at that. Rivalz sighed and mentally slapped himself. This was not a time to for him to be selfish. Yes, she had said that she was not concerned about Kallen, but he knew the truth. Even though he wanted her to dine romantically with him, she was too hung up on Kallen's leave to enjoy herself. And all he wanted to do was make her happy.

"Ok, I'll take you home. We can rent a DVD and watch it in your room. I'll cook us up some mac and cheese and mix some kool aid and you'll be happy," he said, hugging her and kissing her forehead. He would always give her what she wanted, no matter the cost to him. She nodded and he let her go to hold her hand. He dug into his pocket, took out some money and put it on the table, using his half-empty wine glass to keep it in place.

They walked out of the restaurant just as Villetta emerged from the swinging doors of the kitchen. She looked at their table – empty. She blinked and looked at the door, catching them in their escape. She sighed and her shoulders slumped. Why was she having such a crappy night? She walked over to the table, set the tray down and sat in one of the chairs. Her life was sooooo suckish! She glanced down and spotted the money under the wine glass.

"At least they paid," she grumbled, collecting the money and standing up, ready to cart the food off to the dumpster.

Kallen and Mr. Kururugi entered the restaurant, her arm looped through his. The receiver pointed out an empty table to them and they smiled with each other. Their night was going to be perfect!

"Hi there, I'm guessing you're our waitress for tonight," Mr. Kururugi said as he gently touched the girl on her shoulder. She jumped slightly and turned to him.

"Um…yes, I am," she said, pulled out of her slump. He looked down and saw the food on the table.

"That actually looks delicious…and coincidentally, just what I was going to order," he said.

"Oh…a couple was just here. They ordered…then they left. I could get you a new order," she said.

"That's ok, why let perfectly good food go to waste?" Kallen asked.

"Sounds economic. So, what do you say?" he asked. The waitress blinked as a plan formed in her head. She nodded excitedly.

"Sure, you can have these, they're right out of the pot, still smoking hot," she said and smiled reassuringly.

"Thank you," Kallen grinned.

"No, thank you," the waitress said, did a little bow and disappeared into the kitchen. Her night was definitely going well. What were the odds of this happening? Now, she could use the money they would pay her as her tip! This was perfect! And she would give management the money left on the table! Yup, her lucky night indeed.

Mr. Kururugi pulled out Kallen's chair for her and she smiled in approval at his actions. She sat in it, her strawberry scent overwhelming his senses. He closed his eyes as desire ripped through him for the second time that night. He couldn't help but grip the chair to control the beast that was fighting for control. He wrestled with it as he pushed Kallen's chair under the table, telling his inner beast that it only had a matter of days before it was satisfied.

"Oh Mr. Kururugi, this place is so beautiful, thank you for bringing me here." Kallen smiled as he sat in his seat across the table, in front of her.

"You're welcome, Kallen. And I assure you the food is great," he smiled, all trace of who he really was masked perfectly.

"You've been here before?" She asked, glancing around at the vibrant colours, a lively combination of black, green, gold and even red all about the restaurant.

"Yes, I have. I had…fun," he said and laughter flooded his memory as those somewhat blue, somehow purple eyes stared in awe up at him. It seemed it would take more than a few months to get over it. He forced a smile and focused on the bombshell sitting in front of him.

"Who with…if that's not too personal a question," Kallen asked, looking at him keenly. Had she just seen a change in him? A flickering moment of…something?

"It doesn't matter anymore, I have closed the door to that part of my life. I want to focus on you tonight, my beautiful Kallen," he said, changing the topic. She blushed a faint shade of pink.

"Is this all you have planned for tonight?" She asked, picking up her cutlery. Mr. Kururugi blinked and cocked an eyebrow.

"Were you expecting more?" He asked. He would have to think fast if she said yes.

"Actually…no, I'm pretty satisfied with this dinner. You're looking at me as if I should be expecting more," she observed. His expression relaxed and he smiled in relief.

"Most girls do."

"Well, most girls don't have a boyfriend as understanding as you."

"I'm understanding?" He quizzed, cutting a piece of meat and putting it in his mouth. She nodded, mimicking his gesture.

"Yup. I mean, how can you stand me living with Lelouch?" She asked. She was lucky that Mr. Kururugi didn't know Lulu, or else he would never have let her stay there. She swallowed the piece of chicken and Millay came to mind. Kallen sighed, feeling like a total screw-up.

"Because I trust you," he said and Kallen almost dropped her fork.

'Please don't let him say he loves me! Please don't let him say he loves me!' Kallen screamed in her head.

"You…you trust me?" She asked, gripping her fork so that it wouldn't fall to the floor.

"You haven't given me a reason not to…is it so hard to believe?"

"I guess not."

"No more questions. We have to eat this before it gets cold," he said.

"Ok. I mean…" and she nodded in agreement.

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Kallen's eyes were firmly closed as she kissed Mr. Kururugi goodnight, trying to drown out the disappointment of their date with physical contact. She had expected them to joke about and share interesting stories about their childhood…but they hadn't. Mr. Kururugi had been distant after eating, as if he had been consumed by a memory that he refused to share. How was she going to know everything about him if he would not tell her what was bothering him? She sighed into the kiss as his hand caressed her cheek. Maybe she should rethink having a relationship with him.

"Kallen…I want to do this again," he said, running his hand down her arm, his voice teasing her. She stopped breathing for a second. He had just shifted the mood. There was suddenly so much sexual tension in the car. His hand continued to run down her thigh as he kissed her on the side of her neck. She gasped as she writhed under his hands. He continued, his hand naughtily running up her leg, under her dress, crawling up her thigh.

"Goodnight Mr. Kururugi," she said and popped the car door open, almost falling out of the car. He looked at her in surprise as she half fell, half stepped out of his vehicle.

"Um…Kallen?" He said, unsure of what else to say, he was just kissing her goodnight. She waved goodbye to him, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks as she scurried onto the veranda, taking out her keys to open the door. Suzaku sighed as he watched her disappear. She was a jumpy one. It wasn't as if he was going to do anything serious to her. How did Lelouch manage to get her pregnant if she was afraid of such simple physical contact?

Kallen had her hand over her heart as she leaned against the front door. She peeked through the curtains, seeing Mr. Kururugi's car turning off her street. She relaxed, kicking off her shoes, trying to quell the desire he had managed to stir in her. She sighed, looking around her. The house was dark, except for a flicker of light coming from the dining room. She smiled to herself. Here was something to be noted, Lelouch was afraid of the dark. Why else would he leave a nightlight on?

Soft music started drifting through the house all of a sudden and Kallen raised an eyebrow. Ok then, this was weird. She jumped when someone started singing.

"Um…Lelouch…is that you?" She asked the empty space.

"You're home…took you long enough," he said, emerging from the kitchen dressed in his pajamas, his shirt slightly unbuttoned.

"I'm not a child, you don't have to wait up for me," she said, making her way to her room.

"I didn't have to…but I wanted to," he said, stopping her in her tracks. She turned to look at him.

'Go to your room, Kallen, go to your room,' her better judgment was telling her. But she wasn't listening. Instead, she was listening to Lelouch hum the words to the track, the light barely illuminating him. A shiver went down her spine, she was thinking about how Lelouch was looking exceptionally sexy in that light.

"What…what do you mean?" She asked.

"Come and I'll show you," he said, gesturing for her to follow him into the dining room. She followed him, telling herself that thinking that he had something planned for her was just her being paranoid. Her eyes widened as she saw the source of the dim light. Lelouch smiled as she took it all in. On the ground were two pillows set before a folded blanket with a single candle in the middle and two small plates.

"Le…Le…Lelouch…I just had dinner, so I'm full," she stammered as her heart pounded against her chest.

"I know that, that's why I made a chocolate sponge cake. A girl never tires of chocolate," he said. Kallen didn't have to look at his face to know that he was planning something against her rules.

"I hope you remember our agreement, Lelouch, you can't do anything that is slightly romantic," she said, feeling like she had lost the battle already.

"But Bunny…I didn't do this as a romantic gesture. Don't friends do this all the time?" He asked, emerging from the kitchen with a huge chocolate cake, icing and all. Kallen's mouth immediately began to water. He was right, she couldn't resist the chocolate.

"Then what's with the music…and the candle?" She asked. Lelouch rolled his eyes.

"Kallen, sit your ass down and enjoy the chocolate cake I slaved over for the whole evening. This is the thanks I get for being thoughtful," he muttered the last part to himself as he sat, with his legs folded Indian style, putting the cake on the blanket. Kallen gulped, eyed the chocolate cake and knelt down, sitting back on her ankles on the pillow. Lelouch smiled in satisfaction.

"It's only because I like chocolate," she mumbled an excuse as she watched him cut the cake and put a slice in her plate. She took it up and gobbled it down, causing Lelouch's mouth to drop open slightly.

'Pregnant women are weird,' he said to himself. He stifled a grin as a satisfied smile spread itself across Kallen's lips, icing smeared all over them.

"Bunny, you have a little something…here," he said and reached out to swipe some of the icing from her bottom lip. Kallen froze as she watched Lelouch lick the icing off of his finger. What the hell was he trying to do?

"Um…I could have done that," she said stiffly,

"Calm down, Bunny. I'm your friend, I'm just helping you out," he said, leaning forward to wipe the rest of the icing from her bottom lip. She tried to breathe in and out but she was having a hard time doing it. Her body started to quiver as Lelouch slowly ran his finger against her lip, all his attention focused on the one action. Kallen did her best not to bite down, she didn't want to show her nervous she really was. She also didn't want to show how turned on she was by this simple 'friendly' act. It also didn't help that Mr. Kururugi had already stirred her with his kisses.

She couldn't help but want to reach across to Lelouch and kiss him back, to feel the buttons sliding out of their holes, and in turn his shirt rustling against his skin as she slipped it off. She closed her eyes, as the images ran through her head. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair, feeling every luscious strand. She wanted to feel her body trapped under his as he kissed her repeatedly. She wanted his heated kisses to scorch her skin. She wanted Lelouch.

She gasped and opened her eyes, realizing that he had gotten them in a very compromising position. He was straddling her, her back on the floor, his hand no longer caressing her lip, just his eyes focused intently on them and his lips so very, very close to hers.

"Lu…lu," she said, breathily, ready for him. Her hands ran down his chest in expectation. He lowered his body onto hers, filling the empty spaces between them perfectly. His lips were less than a centimeter from hers and he spoke.

"Aren't we a little excited," he asked, huskily, feeling her body shiver under him from the impact of his words. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head.

"Shouldn't…I be?" Kallen asked, feeling like a prisoner.

"You shouldn't. Are we forgetting something?" He asked, nuzzling her neck, moving up to gently nibble on her ear. Her body jumped unexpectedly as she gasped loudly in anticipation.

"And what…would…would that be?" She asked as she felt his hot breath tickle her ear. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to gain control. But that was impossible with Lelouch so close to her, so very, very close. He chuckled, causing Kallen's heart to pound against her chest. He could feel it.

"I'm not allowed to do certain things to you Kallen Stadfeld. No kissing, no close contact…" and with that he brushed his cheek against hers. That simple gesture touched her everywhere. He was torturing her.

"You've already broken half of those rules, Lelouch, why not just kiss me and get it over with?" She asked, narrowing her eyes as she looked at him.

'Kiss me already! Just kiss me!' She begged him internally. He stared at her for a few seconds and then smiled, throwing her completely off. It wasn't a smirk, it was a smile…a friendly smile.

"Because Ms. Stadfeld, I am going to make you hungry for me, and when you get starved, you will beg. You will beg for me to kiss you," he said. Kallen furrowed her eyebrows as she wiggled under him.

"I hate you, Lelouch!" She screamed.

"You said I wasn't competition to your boyfriend, you put me up to this," he said, still pressing his body against hers.

"Get the hell off of me!" She shouted, continuing to wriggle, blushing as she noticed that she was only making the situation worse by rubbing their bodies together. Lelouch kept the smile on his face, not willing to let her know that he being tortured more than her by his actions. He had no idea where he was getting the willpower to resist himself.

"I can't wait to see you break," he said and eased himself from her. She scrambled to her feet and stormed off down the hall to her room.

"I hate you! Don't you dare think about knocking on this door! Ever!" Kallen yelled before slamming the door behind her. She was breathing heavily and she was suffering on the inside. Why had he done that? Why was he making her eat her own words? She groaned and dropped onto her bed. She wouldn't be able to resist him for long, not when she was so damn attracted to him!

'It's not my fault! I can't help it! I can't not notice how good he looks! Especially in that light!' She groaned to herself. She was not liking how this was turning out. If she didn't do something soon, she would end up loving him.

This is just a bad chapter, the only part that made it better was the last scene between Kallen and Lulu. I'm soooo sorry, I really couldn't help it. It was boring also, *sigh*, I promise to do a better job on chapter 15. Please bare with me, I don't want to lose any of my reviewers.

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