A/N: The idea for this extra was taken from a conversation with daiki-kasho. It's kind of a silly, perverted idea, but I think it will be fun. I mean, I think most people would take advantage of it if they could turn invisible.

Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass. I do own my characters.

Setting: Some time between Turn 13 and Turn 15, probably closer to the latter. Battleship Hitokage.

Megami sighed loudly as she sat one the couch. She had went to sleep a few hours ago. Nightmarish visions of what happened twenty years ago awoke her from her slumber. Now she had fucking insomnia. It was frustrating. She was tired as hell, but sleep wouldn't come for her whenever she tried. So she had moved out here, to one of the couches put on the battleship for the Indian scientist lady, who apparently rather like couches, and flipped on some TV but it was getting dull, and really not taking her mind off anything.

She kind of wished Chiharu was still up. Then she'd have plenty of entertainment. She supposed she could go mess with Chiharu while she was sleeping, but that seemed kind of cruel. Megami wasn't cruel. She wasn't a rapist. She just liked having fun. Then a fun idea happened upon her. She remembered a certain game she had played long ago.

"One of the most important parts of knowing a woman, is knowing what she wears, down to the most intimate detail," an old friend of Megami's once told her before the first game. Megami had thought about it then and decided she wanted to know the people she hung around with.

Now, over six years later, she desperately wanted to get to know Chiharu a little better. Megami smirked viciously as she activated her Geass, a most devious goal having set into her mind.

Silently she turned off the TV and exited the room she had been using. She crept down the corridors of the battleship, moving quickly to the officers' quarters. She found the split room, shared by Chiharu and Hiromi. She smiled as her hand found the door. There were no locks on any of the doors onboard the Hitokage, much to Megami's advantage. A battleship for the disciplined apparently thought it didn't need them. She opened the door as quietly as possible, her skill as a former thief coming into play.

She looked at Chiharu. She was sleeping softly, her bed a mess. She was muttering things in her sleep but seemed to be smiling. Megami smiled too as she crept toward the girl's clothing drawer. She opened each drawer. The top one had nothing but folded uniforms. The second drawer had an arrangement of rather plain civilian clothes that Megami rather wanted to see the other wear now.

The third drawer was where Megami got what she was looking for. She smiled gleefully as she peered into Chiharu's underwear drawer. Megami felt like sighing after further examination. It was full of nothing but sports bras and bike shorts. Her dearest Chiharu really had to have the least feminine garments possible, didn't she? She removed a pair of bike shorts. She decided it was kind of cute as she reminded herself that the girl wore nothing under the shorts. Her hands traced the fabric a while before she stuffed them in her coat and closed the drawer.

Curiosity had Megami now. She nodded as she stood and crept past Chiharu's sleeping form, and past where the room was split over to Hiromi's side. She looked at Hiromi sleeping. She was tossing and turning as she slept lightly. She looked kind of sad. This wasn't unusual of the girl as late.

Megami moved to Hiromi's drawers. She struck gold with the first this time; Hiromi kept her underwear in the top drawer. On top of it all was a really cute, framed photograph of her whole family. Her father was standing with a less stoic than usual expression that somewhat resembled a smile. Her mother was smiling fully as she had her hand on Hiromi's little brother's shoulder. Hiromi was in front, smiling as she embraced Yasuko, who seemed to be blushing, tightly.

This was really cute, but Megami was admittedly more interested in what was under it. She nodded as she looked around. Again it was a surprise. Every expectation of hers was that Hiromi would wear the exact same sort of garments as Chiharu. Instead, the even more tomboyish girl had nothing but pink in her drawer. There were pink cotton bras, a little bigger than Megami had thought they would be, and cute pink panties with ribbons on them. Megami slipped one of the latter articles into her heavy coat and closed the drawer.

As quietly as ever, she slipped out of the room entirely, but now she had unlocked a strange sort of fascination inside her. She wanted to find more. Her mind immediately pointed her down and across the hall to another officer's room. Hu Xuemei was a beauty, even if she was more or less a bitch. Megami nodded. She was most interested in finding out what a girl like that wore.

So Megami slipped into this other room. She looked at the Federation beauty a while. She had an atypically happy look on her face as she hugged her pillow. Megami felt like laughing. She moved to the girl's drawer. She opened the top one. She definitely got a surprise. The top drawer contained a diverse collection of weapons used in the Federation. Megami shook her head. She moved down the drawers, one after the other, finding nothing of note. Then she finally arrived at the last drawer. It was another surprise.

The drawer was full of cuteness. The icy cold girl, for whatever reason, liked to wear simple cotton bras, white or pink, but wore panties with cute designs. Most were striped. Red or pink with white was most common, but there were other combinations. There were even some panties that looked like they were designed for a little girl. Megami suppressed a girlish giggle as she eagerly stowed one of the cuter pairs, strawberry print, into her coat.

She stood and nodded. She looked over at where the room was split and tried to recall who it was Xuemei shared her room with. She remembered it to be that Federation Captain boy. She supposed that maybe some aspect of a man's character could be determined by whether he wears boxers or briefs, but she decided quickly that she really didn't care. She decided to leave and find someone else.

She left the room just as quietly as she had entered. She pondered who to go to next. She didn't really know the rest of the soldiers. She nodded. She'd go steal from famous people! That was brilliant. Her mind immediately turned to the dead sexy Japanese president, currently onboard as a refugee.

The most important refugees had all been given private rooms, usually reserved for the most important officers. Megami quickly maneuvered to this part of the ship. She didn't know what room exactly held the President, so she went from room to room. Eventually she stumbled upon it. She wore a devious smile on her face as she entered it.

Her eyes widened. The sexy, black-haired thirty-five-year-old was sleeping out in the open without a shred of clothing on. Megami couldn't help but stare. But she had to remind herself of her mission, her calling. As she found the drawer, she hoped it wouldn't be empty. The woman was a refugee after all. Megami supposed she should have thought about that before setting the woman as a target, but she was all ready pleased with the decision, even if it didn't add to her collection.

She opened all the drawers. They were in fact empty. Accept for one, that was. The middle drawer held a small photograph of the woman, over ten years younger holding another beautiful girl with white hair and pale skin, who looked strangely familiar to Megami in her arms. They looked very close and loving. Megami felt like giggling again. This was the one thing President Sumeragi grabbed while her house was being destroyed. Megami wondered if she didn't have knowledge of a scandal no one else did.

Megami turned to retreat, when she noticed a small pile of clothing in the corner of the room. She moved toward it and dug into it. She pulled out some very sexy red lingerie. It was really small and lacy. Megami had ever urge to stow it away, but decided that stealing what was likely this woman's only pair of underwear at the moment, would draw undue attention to her activities.

She held back a sigh as she returned the garments to the pile and stood. She looked once more at the woman sleeping comfortably in the nude in a ship with no locks on the doors, who happened to be the leader of an entire country and then left.

It didn't take Megami long to decide on her next victim. She nodded. It was time she went for another big fish, the most famous hottie female general of all time. Megami was smiling deliciously as she meandered slightly down the hall to another of the private rooms. She found a room marked Kozuki and entered.

Her eyes did a double take as she entered the room. There wasn't one, but two Kallen Kozukis in the room. How was that possible? She looked at them again. They were much younger that the real Kallen, just teen girls, sixteen or so years of age, she guessed. A very sexy sixteen years of age it was. The two girls, who only looked more like each other than they did the famed woman who was obviously their mother were in a state of relative undress while embracing each other gently on the bed. It was kind of hot in a kinky sort of way.

Megami gave a nod as she decided she was in fact interested in these girls' panties. She moved in quietly, watching out of the corner of her eyes as the girl with messier hair snuggled herself into her sister's chest, likely thinking it was her pillow. It was rather hard to turn toward the drawer.

Megami opened the top drawer and found cute clothing. She opened the second drawer and found some more sporty, but still cute clothing. She then opened the third and final drawer and found what she was looking for. The drawer had two different types of under wear. There were sports bras and pink lace, both in a rather large size. The panties were equally divided between pink lace and white cotton.

Megami stuck her hands in the drawer. They hit something hard. She grabbed it and pulled it into her view. It was a vibrating sex toy. These girls were perverted. Megami shook her head, replaced the toy and fished around the drawer some more. She hit something else hard. She pulled it out and looked at it. It was another sex toy; this one large, pink and double-ended. Megami stared in disbelief for a moment. These girls were really perverted.

Unsure what she should think about it all, Megami decided to grab two pairs of panties, one white cotton, one pink lace and put them in another of her many coat pockets and leave. She did just that. She was still shaking her head as she continued down the hall. She eventually crossed another room marked with the name Kozuki. She nodded and entered.

This one held only one Kallen Kozuki, the real one. She was dressed in sexy nightwear and was snoring softly as she lie on her stomach. It was cute. Megami nodded in approval as she moved toward the drawer. She opened the top one. Atop her uniforms was a framed photograph. It's subject was rather shocking. It was the villain of the world, the Demon Emperor, Lelouch vi Britannia, wearing a smirk and a black school uniform. There was another picture under it that had Kozuki, the Demon Emperor, the Japanese guy who turned out to be Zero, the former Britannian Empress Nunnally with her eyes closed, a hot chick who looked rather like that Ashford lady on the news, a small girl in glasses who's picture Megami swore she had seen somewhere before, and a girl and boy Megami knew she had never seen before. It looked like a rather peaceful picture.

Megami moved down to another drawer. She struck gold. Kallen Kozuki's panty drawer was something else. The woman liked variety. There was lingerie of every sort Megami could imagine, stockings and panties of incredible variety. Megami even found a skimpy thong. For someone who didn't have a lover, the General sure did like to wear fun things under her uniform. There was less variety for bras; Megami figured this was because there simply was less variety available in Kallen's size. Still, there were a considerable amount of styles.

Megami decided not to take the thong. There was only one and if Kallen realized it was gone, that was the sort of thing that screamed underwear thief. She instead took something black, silky and small that she thought was rather cute. She then stood to leave.

She exited into the corridor and began to move back toward her own room. Her game had been some work. She was starting to feel like she could sleep again. She was sure that, after she relieved the excitement that had built inside her, she would do just that.

To be continued…

A/N: Now this was utterly pointless, wasn't it? Megami really is a pervert. I actually can't believe I wrote this (and plan to write more of this eventually, as the tbc indicates). Well I really don't know what to say about this. I hope you enjoyed.