Author's Note: Hey! Since it's been about a year or two since I've submitted something useful to , I decided to make an On A Roll series. It's made up of all the oneshots, crackshots, or anything else I've made this week for (Which is really little). Hope you enjoy! This is the fifth of the On A Roll series.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these wonderful characters. They all belong to their respective owners whom I highly respect. I'm broke, so I obviously don't earn any profit from this.

Lelouch of the Condo 11

Chapter Twenty-three: Fake ID

"Hey, guys! Look what I've got!" Rivalz yelled, waving three cards in the air. At least, they looked like cards from afar.

"What's that?" Gino asked curiously. He grinned. He had a good feeling about them.

Lulu's eye twitched. He had a bad feeling about them.

"I still don't understand how you got these fake ID's."

Rivalz scoffed. "Do you doubt me, Lelouch?" He let out a laugh.

"Don't underestimate me. You guys will enjoy this!"

Gino was grinning all the while.

"I'm sure we will!"

Rivalz and the blonde high-fived up in the air. Lulu sighed. How did everyone get him to do what they wanted?

"Are you sure this will work?"

"Of course it will." Rivalz gave a reassuring grin. It didn't work. Gino only laughed. Lulu fixed his collar nervously.

"I heard this bar has some awesome beer."

"I wonder if they have wine too..."

"Probably."

"Yeah! I'm so excited now!"

Lulu muttered something under his breath. He didn't believe in God, but he certainly wished that his prayer would be granted.

The three approached the guard. The guard frowned at them and asked for ID's. They certainly looked too young...

"Here ya go, buddy!" Gino showed his fake ID to the guard. It read Calogero Barese.

The guard gave Gino a dark look before opening the door. Gino let out a laugh.

"Thanks, buddy!" He tapped the guard on his shoulder before entering and giving the other two a thumbs up.

Rivalz grinned while showing his ID. The guard looked at him suspiciously.

"You look too young for your age, boy."

Lulu deadpanned. Rivalz only shook his head.

"Ah. I always looked too young for my age." He flashed his ID again. Harbin Roy. Twenty-four.

"You can't fool me, boy."

Rivalz's grin faltered.

"...Eh? But I'm really baby-faced!"

"This card says that you're twenty-four. You don't look twenty-four. I'd believe you if it said you were twenty-two, or twenty-one, but not twenty-four."

Lulu swallowed. Why the hell did Rivalz pick twenty-four?

"Next!" The guard ignored Rivalz and blocked the entrance. Rivalz spluttered.

"Consider yourself lucky, boy. You could get arrested for a fake ID."

Rivalz gaped at the guard. He flashed Lulu a look a of fear before laughing.

"Okay, then. Bye!"

And he quickly dashed off.

The guard glared at Lulu after Rivalz left.

"You better not have a fake ID, boy."

Lulu put on his best professional face and smile.

"Of course not." He showed his ID. The guard squinted at it. Zachary Clements. Twenty-one.

Lulu's facade didn't falter as the guard inspected the ID. Inside, he was extremely nervous.

"You're in."

The next thing Lulu knew, he was being pushed inside a club full of people he didn't know, smells he couldn't stand, music blaring out loud from the speakers, and worst of all, a man onstage with a microphone was pointing to him, as the spotlight shone on him.

"Why don't you come down here, newcomer?"

Lulu swore in both English and French in his mind.

Lulu was forced to join a dance competition. He lost. And he planned that, but as he exited the stage, Gino approached him.

"Awww...I liked your dancing!"

Lulu grimaced at his friend. The blonde was glowing again. This time, a giggling girl was holding onto his arm.

"Who's that?" the raven-haired teen ignored the previous statement. The mentioned girl grinned widely.

Gino patted her arm. "I just gave her a drink. She was so nice to me!"

Lulu's eye twitched. Gino obviously didn't see her intent of getting him broke over her.

"And you don't even know her?"

Gino shook his head. But he glowed. Bubbled. Sparkled. He looked like a glow-in-the-dark figure or something.

"But I don't need to know people to be nice to them, don't I?"

An hour and a half later, Lulu found the top half of his body sprawled on a counter top.

"I told you the beer was goooood~"

Lulu groaned.

"Yeah... How many have you had, Gino?"

Gino laughed. The girl with him had left already.

"'Dunno. Don' care..."

Lulu's eye twitched. Gino seemed different when he was drunk.

"Ah... what time is it, anyway? And where do you think Rivalz is?"

Gino smiled creepily. The bubbles were gone.

"Eh. 'm sure he can take care o' himself. I wan' more beer."

"I think you're drunk."

"I can take more th'n ya can, Lelouch." Lulu frowned. He couldn't move. His head hurt horribly. He could at least talk.

"Yeah. I can tell. But you're different when you're drunk."

"Eh. Really? 's there ev'n a diff'rence? 'm pretty sure tha' 'm still managing. You, now, are a diff'rent matta."

"You're talking like a mafia dealer or something."

"'s that a bad thing? An' 'm pretty sure tha' I don't sound like a mafia dealer."

"Depends on who you're asking. Gino," Lulu groaned again while clutching his head. It was throbbing. "I really think we should leave."

"Why? 'm still havin' fun. 't's not my fault tha' you can't take alcohol, Lelouch." Gino took another sip. He was still smiling creepily.

"You're very out of character, Gino."

"An' so are you, Lelouch. But it's fine. You can leave if ya wanna, but 'm stayin' here."

"You might get into trouble. We still don't know whether or not Rivalz is okay,"

"But tha' don't mean tha' you hafta go an' look for 'im."

Lulu turned his head towards the blonde. He almost shuddered as Gino smiled at him. But he didn't. He kept his cool.

"Rivalz is our friend. And he got us into this mess."

"I don' find it a mess. 'm content here. Besides, you can't even move,"

"...I hate you today."

"Awww... I thought tha' you always hated me."

Lulu glared at him. Who was this?

"Are you sure you're Gino?"

"Nah. 'm Calogero Barese. An' if I remember right, yah're Zachary Clements."

"Are you just getting in character, Calogero?"

"Gettin' in character?" Gino - no - Calogero laughed. Even his laugh was creepy. "Nah. This is Calogero Barese."

Lulu woke up to someone patting his arm. He was very surprised to see a familiar green-haired woman frowning at him.

"Wake up, Lelouch. You're certainly lucky that Rivalz came in and Gino gave us a call. You could have gotten arrested."

Lulu sighed. "It's all Rivalz's fault,"

CC smirked.

"Yeah. Gino's still talking strange, though."

Lulu stood up slowly. No one noticed them.

"Let us exit now, warlock?"

Lulu glared at CC as she mockingly held out her arm. He grabbed her quickly but gently as he felt another headache.

"I just hope that we don't get noticed."

CC smiled at him.

"What am I saying? I'm just helping my drunken friend Zachary Clements out of a bar, aren't I?"

Lulu scoffed.

Outside, a retching sound was heard.

"I'm not cleaning that up," soon followed.

I am still alive.

I'm really sorry for the long wait, guys. Anyway, here's the next chapter!

I was supposed to add Suzaku in, but I was halfway through when I realized that I left him out. Maybe he'll appear in the next chapter.

Reviews, please?

P.S. I love Calogero Barese. Wha' do ya guys think o' him?