A/N: I was going to save this for White Day but… I can't wait that long. I'll just come up with another story for White Day later on, in like February. I just wanted something light, after the previous two chapters, cause they were filled with tears to the brim. So without further ado…

Disclaimer: Code Geass is not my property.

Pt. I

"Suzaku."

"Huh?"

"… What would you give a girl on White Day?"

The brunette looked up from his homework to stare at his Lelouch, who was sitting on the sofa. The Britannian noticed the sudden attention and glanced up from his book.

"What?" the exiled prince turned a page, feeling slightly uncomfortable by the way his friend was looking at him.

"… Why… Would you ask about a White Day present?"

"… Am I not allowed to ask?"

"No, it just…" Suzaku scratched his head, 'It just doesn't seem like the type of thing you would ask."

"… Well, if you must know, I want to give Nunnally a present for White Day."

"Ah… That makes more sense. You nearly scared me for a second… I thought you were going to give some girl a White Day gift without telling me." the Japanese laughed somewhat uneasily. Two violet eyes stared hard at him and the nervous chuckle died immediately. Straightening up in his seat, he thought aloud, "Well… If it's for Nunnally… Then maybe a stuffed animal! I think Nunnally would like a cute bunny or a cuddly panda."

"No. No stuffed animals." the Britannian replied with so much force that his fellow student council member became slightly startled.

"Uh, okay. So no stuffed animals… What about a cell-phone charm?"

"That doesn't work either. She doesn't have a cell-phone, and I'm not getting one for her either. I know she'd only call one place, and if she could contact them from wherever, it'd just be a headache and an empty wallet for me."

"… A necklace?"

"Not the type to wear jewelry."

"… Lelouch?"

"Hmm?"

"… Are you sure it's for Nunnally?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Suzaku looked at him skeptically, when the door slid open, allowing Rivalz to come into the student council room.

"Hey, what's with this atmosphere?" the senseless blue-haired teenager looked back and forth between the other two boys.

"Well, I was brainstorming White Day gifts." replied Suzaku.

"Why?"

"Lelouch asked."

"… Why?"

"To give to…" he was about to reply with, "Nunnally", when he caught himself and finished with, "To give to someone."

"Huh. Well, do you want me to help?"

"I'd like that a lot. He's so picky."

"… I can hear everything you're saying." he cursed; had he been too obvious? How did he figure out it wasn't for Nunnally?

"So you don't know what to get for a girl… I was wondering when this day would come for you, Lelouch."

"What do you mean by that condescending tone?"

"Since this is a pretty difficult question without a clear answer… Let's break it down. Does this girl have any particular interests?" Rivalz took a seat by the Japanese and twiddled his thumbs, enjoying Lelouch's dilemma.

"Pizza. And nothing else."

"Take her out to pizza then?"

"She eats pizza everyday with my money."

"Then… Well, tell us about her, Lelouch. What's she like?" both were eager to hear about this mysterious girl who had captured their friend's cold heart.

"How do I describe her… Well, she's not easy to figure out."

"So she's kind of mysterious?"

"I guess you could say that."

"Is she cute?" they simultaneously yelled.

"No! She's the farthest thing from cute." the speed of their question unnerved him.

"The homemaker type then?"

"Not. She's lazy; never lifts a finger."

"… You sure she's the right girl for you?" asked the blue-haired teenager.

"You don't deal well with people you can't count on." added Suzaku.

"True. She causes endless problems for me. Her clothes are a mess, she's stuck up, selfish, and she's always stuffing her face with junk food. But-"

"But you love her." finished Rivalz.

"… I never said that."

"Lelouch, if you're giving this "stuck up, selfish, problem-causing" girl a White Day present, then you're in love with her." the soldier smiled.

"Wow. I guess even Lelouch could fall in love. What's next, is the sky going to fall now?"

"What-"

"Do you have any ideas though? All you've done is heard our ideas. What about yours? Knowing you, you'd have plenty." Suzaku intervened.

"That's right. Come on, Lelouch. What have you thought of?"

"… It was particularly difficult, considering her personality."

"And so? What'd you come up with?" coaxed his boyhood friend. The raven-haired boy was about to reply, when Rivalz spoke up, "Wait! I know! You can get her lingerie!"

"… Rivalz, I think you're pushing your luck." the brunette nudged his friend.

"But why not? I mean, every guy wants to see his girl all sexy, so-"

"Rivalz!" whispered Suzaku. He glanced at Lelouch, who looked like he was trying to control his temper.

"Then maybe a video message telling her how much you love her!"

"Rivalz, maybe you should let Lelouch talk."

"Oh… Um. Okay."

"Lelouch?"

"Never mind. It was stupid to-" he put his book down and crossed his arms.

"No, it wasn't. Come on; if you don't ask us, who are you going to consult?"

"He's right, you know." Rivalz hoped the vice president wasn't too angry with him.

"… Champagne and caviar."

"Champagne and caviar?"

"Of course it's something like champagne and caviar. Why don't you settle on that? If you think the girl will like it, that is." the Japanese thought that the discussion was over, when Lelouch pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered, "… Her personality is so bizarre, I can't predict what her reaction would be. Which is the reason why I can't decide."

"I think that she'll be happy no matter what you do."

"Huh?"

"Just my thoughts."

"Suzaku is right. It's the thought that counts, right Lelouch?"

"… I suppose so." he replied hesitantly.

"Then go for it! Get the champagne and caviar!"

The raven-haired man only frowned slightly and then left the room, signaling the end of the conversation. Rivalz shoved his hands in his pockets and said, "By the way, Suzaku… Do you know who the girl is?"

"… I don't know. Lelouch lied to me in the beginning, saying that it was for Nunnally. But then he started rejecting a bunch of ideas, saying that "she" wouldn't like them, even though they were clearly things that Nunnally would have liked. So I just assumed that it was for a girl."

"Hmm… A White Day mystery! We should hide this from President, shouldn't we?"

"That'd be for the best… You know Lelouch. We don't know what he would do if we leaked this out to her…"

. . .

"Onii-sama, what's that wonderful smell?"

"Hmm? It's just a little treat I'm making, Nunnally."

"Is it for White Day?"

"… Yes." he carefully put the bottle of champagne into the bucket full of ice.

"C2 is such a lucky girl, to have such a kind and loving boyfriend."

"W-what?"

"Please have fun with her! I know she'll enjoy what ever it is that you've prepared for her!"

"W-wait, Nunna…" but she had already left the room. Sighing, Lelouch returned to the dish. After furiously researching when the emerald-haired woman had been occupied with sleep, Lelouch had settled on a bottle of Batasiolo Moscato Rose champagne and a smoked salmon and caviar pizza. More often than not, while he was secretly looking up recipes or when he had snuck off of campus to buy the champagne, he had asked himself why he was going through all of the trouble. It was only White Day. He had passed the event as if it were another normal day for his whole life. So why was it that he was going as far as preparing a gift? Particularly for her? The answer was beyond him, and it was the type of puzzle that he preferred to push into the back of his mind, so, although a week had passed since his consultation with Suzaku and Rivalz, he had yet to solve the problem.

"I smell pizza…"

Hearing C2's voice, Lelouch immediately clamped the silver domed lid of the platter over his creation to hide it from her.

"Where are you hiding the pizza, Lelouch?" the emerald-haired woman crept into the kitchen, following her nose.

"I'm not hiding pizza."

"I can smell it. Where is it?"

"It's-"

"It's in there, isn't it? Foolish boy. You thought you could hide it from me? I-" she tried to slip under his arms to lift up the lid. Lelouch shifted his weight so that he was blocking her and replied, "I'll give it to you. Just go sit down."

She looked at him suspiciously and he added, "I promise. Go sit down."

The witch slowly walked out of the kitchen, but not before giving him one last look. The second she left, the Britannian breathed a sigh of relief; she hadn't seen it. Just as he was about to uncover it, he heard, "Just give me one piece and-"

"C2! Sit. Down."

"You're going to eat it all by your-"

"I won't. Do you not trust me?"

"… I'm going." she finally left him alone, allowing him to finish putting the final touches on his surprise for her.

. . .

"What's that?" she was sitting in one of the patio chairs out on the balcony. The candles flickered in the gentle spring breeze, and Lelouch couldn't help feel a little proud.

"What does it look like?" he moved the covered platter, dishes, glasses, and bucket onto the table.

"Champagne?" she raised an eyebrow.

"I thought it would go well with this." he lifted the lid, allowing a cloud of steam float into the air, the scent of gourmet pizza wafting in the air. Taking the bottle from her, he opened it with a pop and poured the sparkling golden drink into the two glass flutes. Taking a seat across from her, he handed her her goblet and said, "Bon appetite." before raising his glass to take a sip. C2 stared at him and he asked, "What is it? Do you not want the pizza?"

"No…"

"Then what-"

"It's the first time."

"What?" he looked out onto the campus below them, the sun setting majestically.

"… It's the first time. That someone's done something like this for me."

Surprised, Lelouch looked at her, only to see tears welling in her eyes to his growing alarm.

"C-"

"Thank you." she smiled at him and he was taken aback by his initial thought at seeing the corners of her lips tug upwards. A warm feeling had spread in his chest, and he couldn't stop himself from returning her smile. Turning back to the sunset, he let his thoughts wander as the witch began on the pizza, both content.

. . .

"Lelouch."

"Hmm?"

"… Why did you do this? It's not like you to do something like this suddenly."

"It's not, isn't it?" he nonchalantly swirled his champagne gently.

"No, it's not.… Is it a reward?"

"A reward? No. It's not a reward."

"… Then is it because you're trying to pay me back for giving you Geass?"

"No. Nothing like that."

"… Then… Is it because it's White Day?"

"White Day? Hmm… I suppose so."

"… Lelouch, do know what it means when a boy gives a present to a girl on White Day?" her dubious tone of voice wanted to make him laugh. Instead, he opted for a slight smile.

"Of course I do. It's impossible not to. President and Shirley always pushes me to do something on White Day."

"… Then…"

"Well, the best way to look at this would be… As it is." the raven-haired man set down his glass.

"Don't talk in riddles."

"Speaking of riddles… Don't you think love itself is a riddle, C2? No matter how much I ruminate on it… It never makes sense. I can't predict it. There are no rules. It truly is, "all's fair in love and war". Or else how can it thrive, since it doesn't follow any patterns?"

"Lelou-"

"It's my answer to Valentine's Day. As tradition calls for… I've decided to reply to the chocolates I received on that day… And I chose you, C2. Yours was actually the only I ate that day… That is, before you ate the remaining 8 pieces."

"Why me?"

"Who else would I pick then the one I love?" it was true; just hours before, he had wondered what in the world he was doing. But as the evening had wore on, the enigma had returned to the front of his mind, and he decided to tackle it, so as to banish it from his mind. And after puzzling it over endlessly, he could only come to one conclusion.

Strangely, he wasn't particularly upset about it.

In fact… He was perfectly fine with it.

"… You-"

"Nunnally seems to think that you're my girlfriend, as does Sayoko and just about the entirety of the Black Knights and the student council."

His violet eyes shifted towards her and, while smiling, he asked, "It started out as a misunderstanding, but… What do you think, C2? Would you like to turn it into the truth?"

A/N: If Lelouch and/or C2 seemed out of character… That was most likely my cold kicking in. Does anyone know any good remedies for a cold? If you do, please PM me! And save the reviews for… Actual reviews of the chapter. Thank you!