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Ch. 6

Richard

"Feliciano," Richard said angrily, "Why would you get a contract?!"

Feliciano didn't reply knowing how the boy was when he was upset.

Agitated Richard whipped around to C.C., "Tell him something!"

"It's not my place," C.C. said, "Nor is it yours."

Richard gritted looking at Feliciano with troubled eyes. The taller man smiled and knelt down to the boy's height. Feliciano patted the boy on the head affectionately. "Ricardo," blue eyes looked at Richard compassionately, "We've been living for a long time. It's time we let go."

"But," Richard started his voice cracking, "hermano."

Leabella; Lelouch

"V.V.," Richard addressed the immortal boy, "Where's C.C.?" This was odd. C.C. knew they always met every Monday for lunch. He frowned. Sitting upon C.C.'s designated seat in their favorite table set of the palace garden was Charles's contractor sipping tea.

"Oh, you didn't know?" V.V. let a small smile creep on his face. Richard hardened his stare at the boy. V.V. loved milking anytime that Richard didn't know something-which was rare. Rare, but still very annoying. "Marianne gave birth last week. C.C. hasn't left her side since."

Richard huffed, turning on his heels towards the Palace's nursery. On the way, he contemplated going or not. Marianne would be trouble, but he really wanted to see C.C.. He knew for a fact he couldn't detach C.C. from Marianne. Most likely because that's how the consort wanted it.

Richard tsked. Whatever! He would see C.C., and just ignore the empress. Richard walked down the last hall to the medical section from the outside. It was possible one of the most peaceful paces in the Palace since people rarely bothered to go through this way. Upon entering the building he found he way through the area. Various Doctors acknowledged him, but he passed them by. Finally, he made it to the nursery. It was very similar to the general medic area, except for all the baby equipment. And, that the entire area was designed with pastels. Each consort had her own station for her children. Marianne's was the pale lavender station.

"C.C., I've be-"

Richard was cut off by a hand clasping around her mouth. He grunted turning to see the green haired and yellow eyed woman shushing him. He turned to see the vi Britannia consort sleeping peacefully in her bed. The immortal boy grumbled as C.C. released him.

"I apologize for not being there for lunch," C.C. said softly.

Richard frowned and looked around. His eyes came upon a fairly large cradle. He raised an eyebrow that would be too large for a baby. Slowly he approached the baby holder thing. He blinked at the sight for two small babies in the cradle. One was fast asleep clutching the blanket, accidentally stealing the rest from the other. The awake one was staring curiously up at him. Both wore purple one-z's. The one difference was in the attire was a heart at the midsection each colored a pale blue and pink.

"Twins?" He questioned.

"Yes," C.C. walked over next to him, "The sleeping one is Lelouch. The wake one is Leabella."

"Lelouch and Leabella," Richard said flatly. "Original, are we?"

Leabella started to wiggle around when she heard them talking. Richard watched closely as she started punching the air. Richard quirked an eyebrow at the action. Suddenly, one of Leabella's tiny fists rammed into Lelouch face and stayed there. Leabella now smiled and stilled looking up at Richard. Lelouch scrunched his face from the offending fist. C.C. sighed as he started to squirm. Leabella seemed unfazed by the development of her brother.

Richard scrunched his nose when Lelouch started to whimper. C.C. dove in to snatch up the boy. She started bouncing him in her arms before he could start to cry. Richard watched as C.C. sat down in a chair and rocked the baby. Then, he turned back to look at Leabella.

Again, she as staring up at him.

Richard frowned, "Does he have those royal eyes too?"

"If you mean purple then yes," C.C. said. "They look identical."

"Odd," Richard mused as Leabella reached up with her hand towards him. The immortal boy blinked. He continued to stare into her big purple eyes in a muse.

"Richard?"

"Huh?" Richard snapped out of it, turning to C.C., "What is it?"

C.C. looked at him in surprise.

"What?"

C.C. shook her head looking at Marianne, "It's nothing. Just you had that look that Felix had when he met V.V."

Leabella 16 (1st POV)

"Isabella!" I turned to see Shirley standing in front of my desk with a bright smile, "It's been a while. How have you've been?"

I smiled in return, "I've been good. What about you? How was your summer?"

"Oh, you know," Shirley started, "The usual, lots of sun, being active."

"Well," Lelouch said from next to me taking his seat, "That is certainly you."

"Well, I'm sure all you did was sleep in and be lazy," Shirley chastised.

"And gamble," I retorted catching Lelouch off guard.

"What?!" Shirley said a bit too loud catching a few students attention. Not noticing this, she continued, "How many times have I been telling you to quit?"

"Well, it's not only me," Lelouch replied smirking at me. Dammit. Over the summer break, I had taken Rivalz's position as Lelouch's gambling partner. Lelouch didn't like the idea of riding, and I had bought myself a motor bike, so I offered to give him rides. It had gotten to a point where now I was playing the illegal chess games. At first I started out trying to figure out what my brother was trying to do with the money, but then, I realized- after watching him in a couple games- that he purely did it out of boredom. And, to be honest, it was quite fun.

Shirley followed his line of sight, "Isa too?!" I groaned.

"She's actually quite good," Lelouch complimented.

"Ugh," Shirley turned to me, "Lulu is just a student, and yes it's still bad. But you, Isabella? You're in the military. Can't you get in serious trouble if you're found out?"

I laid my head on my palm, "Not really. If anything with my rank, I can easily get out of it."

Shirley groaned, "What am I going to do with you? One gambling Lamperouge is trouble enough, but two?"

"Hey, it's double the fun!" Rivalz said crowding between Lelouch and me.

I smiled at their antics. It was fun being around my squad, and spending time with Lelouch and Nunnally over summer break was great, but there is something special about being with teenagers my age.

"I can be normal," I said under my breath.

"D'you say something, Isa?" Rivalz questioned.

"No, nothing," I covered smiling.

The afternoon sun shined through the hall as I walked down it stretching my arms up. I sighed as I walked into the student council room, spotting the pile of paper work stacked neatly and intimidating in front of my seat.

"Hello, Isa," Lelouch said already at his seat done with his share of work.

I held my fist on my waist and said sternly, "You have to stop skipping gym."

"Try all you want," he said dully.

"It a required school credit, Lelouch," I insisted beginning to tackle the pile.

"I'm sure I can work around it."

"Huh," I said sliding half of my stack to him, "Maybe I should drag you."

"Shirley's already tried," he said, begrudged accepting the stack.

"Shirley's not military trained to restrain people," I stated.

Lelouch was quite for a while. Then, he asked, "How is Leabella?"

I frowned sadly. Lelouch didn't see since his attention was to the papers. "She's fine."

Silent fell upon us, and we continued our work comfortably. It was quite a while before Lelouch spoke again, "How did you two meet?"

I looked up at him curiously. He stayed focused on the paper before him. I narrowed my eyes. This wasn't the question he wanted to ask, he didn't show enough interest. He was leading it something else. "We met when we were in Belarus. We were about fourteen. Leabella was pretending to be the Belarusian President's niece, and…"

Two girls had just been introduced Both had just arrived at Marko's office. One-blonde-with a high pony tail adorned with a blue bow and wearing a matching dress. The other-brunette-with her hair loose and wavy, wearing a Paris green dress.

"Leabella? What kind of name is that?"

Marko sweat dropped as he watched the exchange between his false niece and his true niece. At the moment both girls were eyeing each other. Just what he needed. His older sister dropping off her 'lovely' daughter to watch how her uncle worked and Belarus's wrath coming in, irritably, from a ball he had forced her to go to. Now he had two young teens glaring at each other.

"What kind of boring name is Isabella?" Leabella shot back, "I swear my sister has a pig with that name."

"What!?" Isabella yelped getting flustered.

"We didn't like each other at first at all," I explained

"Uncle!" Isabella whined, "Why does she get to stay here? You never let me help you with work."

"Because I'm not stupid," Leabella said coming into Marko's office with a stack of papers in her hands. Both girls eyed the other down. Isabella eyed the somewhat military uniform the brunette was sporting. Then, her eyes found the Boy at her side.

"R.R.!" Isabella exclaimed rushing over to the boy.

"Hello," Richard greeted.

"But I guess you can say we found a common friend."

"Friend?"

"Yes," I replied, "You've seen him." Lelouch, now looking up, blinked. "The little boy."

"Him?" Lelouch asked, "Leabella wasn't one for befriending people that much younger than her."

I cracked, "I guess you can say he's a special case."

Lelouch nodded, "And even though you were the president's niece you came with Leabella?"

"Yes," I replied, "Well, he died, and so did my mother, and Belarus was going to be annexed into Britannia. It seemed like the best idea."

Leabella looked around the destroyed city before entering the fairly large house. She turned to door, and Katsu opened the door before she stepped in. Stepping in she eyed the couple of guards who were lying in a pool of dried blood.

"That Vampire of Britannia really doesn't hold back," The fifteen year old commented.

"Marko wanted us to check on his sister and her daughter, Princess," Katsu said.

"Yes," she replied, "We should hurry in case any soldiers come through."

The two walked through the large house passing the bodies of the servants. Once they came upon the recognizable door of Marko's sister's study, they paused. "I doubt they escaped," Leabella muttered as Katsu opened the door. Inside leaning against the hard wooden desk was Isabella's mother. Leabella frowned at the scene.

"Let's go check Isa's bedroom," She said sternly.

"Yes, Princess."

Leabella strode strongly, yet swallowed harshly. She didn't wait for Katsu to open the door for her, the moment she reached it, she tore the door open and rushed in.
There was long blonde hair scattered around a facing down head. A pastel pink dress was stained a dark red-ish brown. An ornate brush was held loosely in a pale hand. Leabella gritted her teeth.

"So you two are close?"

I smiled, "Very."

"So, do you know why Leabella is doing what she's doing?" Lelouch asked finally picking up his head.

I sighed, "Mind being more specific?"

"Why is she becoming the sub-viceroy? Why is she going to become a military commander?"

So that's what he wants know. "Well, Charles actually sent her here as sub-viceroy. She take it as a good thing because she found you here. As for the military, it was the most logical thing to do."

"How was that the most logical thing? She'll constantly be in danger."

"Lelouch," I said cutting him off, "She can handle herself. "Just wait and watch."

(3rd POV)

"Hey, there you are!" Naoto called. Leabella and Yuuto looked up at him from the entrance of the warehouse.

Tamaki tsked from behind Naoto, "Why did you let a Britannian in? She could report us, and then we'll be screwed!"

Leabella frowned under her disguised. She didn't expect them all to like new comers, especially her. Surprisingly, with Yuuto, it made the majority trust her. She and Yuuto walked over the table where Naoto and Kaname were at. The two laid down the bags they had over their shoulders. Everyone watched as they deposited the bags on the table, unzipping them revealed quite an amount of small hand guns.

Isabella didn't reach inside seeing the cautious stares from a few, so Yuuto did. He grabbed one in his hands, "These are a new model of hand gun. They're made to be portable and concealed. They're easy to carry on your person, and they aren't made of metal, so it'll be a snitch to pass by Bitannian security. The only people who know about this kind of weapon are high ranking military officers over that of colonel. Since their look so harmless, they are passed by as useless and never used."

"And how did you get your hands one these?" Tamaki asked loudly looking at the multiple guns in the bag.

"They already explained themselves to me, Tamaki," Naoto said picking up one the guns. It felt like some toy water gun in his hand. He looked up to eye Isabella. When they had initially met, the group was in defense over Isabella's Britannian status. After that, he offered to talk to the two in private. They had told him how they were part of the military and wished to join the group in the name of Japan. Isabella was an odd one, but he was half Britannian, so he didn't judge. Once he gave the signal that the two were on their side, the group eased up just a little bit. "So how far of a range do these have?"

"Not too far," Isabella started, "Their mostly made for self defense or short range attacks. They're not very loud either."

Naoto nodded approvingly.

(1st POV)

"Well that went well," Yuuto commented as we entered the car, now in the settlement.

"Took long enough," I replied, "I thought we were going to have to fork over half of our artillery just to satisfy them. It's a good thing Naoto accepted those miniatures."

Yuuto chuckled, and I smiled. I was glad that, now, he was getting used to us going into the ghettos regularly now. "So, what's your next move with them?"

"For now we just gain the rest of the group's trust. I think Tamaki is going to be trouble for a long while," I grumbled.

"Well, give them credit, these guys aren't exactly the most welcoming. You going to have to show them solid proof, not just give them little toys," Yuuto said.

"Yes, I know," I said thoughtfully, "Perhaps we can raid some of those gangs that are run by Britannians I've heard about. From what we've seen they aren't the best trained, so it would be good to get their feet wet before doing anything big." Yuuto grunted in response. "Hey, drop me off at the government bureau. My brother wanted to talk to me about something."

"Big ball he's planning for you?" Yuuto asked amused.

I didn't reply for a while grimacing, "…Yes." Yuuto laughed in response, "Hey, it's not like I have a choice!" I snapped, and then grumbled, "It's for my birthday."

"So, it will only be Odysseus, Schneizel, Cornelia, and Euphimia that come from the immediate family," Clovis said deflated.

"Well, it's not like I'm exactly the most favorable in the imperial family. Didn't I pick on a lot of out younger siblings?" I replied flatly.

"But, it's will be your welcome home party!" my brother exclaimed in disappointment.

"It's not for another four month, Clovis, and I've been here for over a month" I said.

"And, you'll be given the title of sub-viceroy."

"Sub-viceroy isn't much of a political position, brother," I said sighing.

"And," Clovis continued ignoring me, "And from talk of the grape vine, it seems the emperor will be giving you military right in Area 11," to this my ears perks, "And with that, you'll be admitted as Brigadier General."

"Excellent."

"So, the only persons above you," my shoulders started to droop, "are General Bartley and me."

I gritted my teeth as I sat in my office brooding. My brother and my previous conversation still swirled around in my head. I could see why my father would leave Clovis above me, but Bartley? He was nothing, if not a fidgeting man. Every time I would be around him he was a nervous wreck. How did he even get that high in rank?

I continued to mull over this as I secondhand started typing in my computer entering the needed codes and weaved through the military files.

"What are you doing?" Richard interrupted my musing as he walked in from the training room.

"Looking up something," I said not giving him my full attention though I could hear the crunch of him eating his cookies.

I came upon Bartley's file.

"Bartley Asprius…general…camander of Area 11 general army…commander of the honorary knights in Area 11….blah…blah…" I skimmed through the recognition and awards on his file, "…he's in charge of a science division?"

"Maybe it's a knightmare developing division," Richard said with half a cookie in his mouth.

"Maybe…" I entered the research teams file, but it was block. "Dammit…The squads ID is R00."

"And?" Richard asked.

"Nothing that's just its ID," I deadpanned. "I can't break the block, because it will most likely alert Bartley."

"So, you're going to do some snooping?" Richard asked.

"I'd rather call it recon," I said, exiting the military files.

*beep* *beep*

"Hm?" Richard questioned the noise.

"I have a video call," I assured him. I saw the contact information, recognizing it, "It's Cornelia."

"That should be fun," Richard said starting for the door to my bedroom, "I'm going to sleep."

"Alright," I said answering the call. "Cornelia," I greeted.

"Leabella," Cornelia said. By her background I could tell she was in her convoy. "How are you?"

"I am well," I relied lightly, "What about you?"

"I'm doing quite well, we just broke through North Africa's defenses yesterday. We head for the capital later on today."

"Oh, right," I said eyeing the clock at the corner of my monitor, "It's morning over there. Over here it's past ten."

"Should I leave you?" Cornelia suggested, "A princess needs her sleep."

"No no," I declined, "It's not every day I get to talk to one of my siblings." I cracked a smile at that. I saw Lelouch and Nunnally practically every day.

"How is Clovis doing?"

I felt my mood darken, "He's is wonderful. All I see him do is plan my birthday party."

"It seems Clovis is excited," Cornelia said amused over the video call line.

I groaned, "Don't encourage him. He said he wanted it to be on live television throughout the area."

Cornelia chuckled, "Well, he is the extravagant type. But, you know, he only does this because he missed you so much. We all did."

"Please," I sighed, "I've been in Britannia for over a month. When will the dust settle?"

"Leabella," Cornelia started, "You've been the main subject that the courts have talked about, from what Euphie's told me."

I groaned. "And what do they say?"

"I'm positive you can predict what they say," Cornelia said.

"Yes, well," I said leaning back in my seat. "It'll only be a matter of time before I don't have to even care, and just focus on the military here."

"Are you sure you want that?" Cornelia asked concerned.

"Please," I scoffed, "This place is a joke compared to what I had in Belarus."

"Does anyone know about that?" Cornelia asked darkly. I could see from her expression and the worry lines on her forehead.

"Yes," I said, "The emperor apparently."

"What?!" Cornelia said shocked, "But, you two talked in the court."

"Yes," I said feeling a dark shadow come over me, "He completely ignored the fact that I had gone against Britannia. He didn't even mention 'Belarus's Wrath'. I have an idea as to why, but it's not anywhere near confirmation."

"Why did you do it?" Cornelia asked, moving on.

"What was I supposed to do?" I replied. "You can't every well believe that Belarusian spies got a hold of me while Japanese terrorists killed my mother in the same night, do you?" Cornelia's expression grew more dark. "You can imagine the animosity a mere ten year old feels when their told that their father just used them as a bargaining chip."

Cornelia stayed silent for a while. Even through a video call, I could feel her tension. Finally after seeing her chest rise and fall with deep breaths, she spoke curtly, "If that's how you felt, then why did you ultimately let Belarus fall?"

"Did you ever hear of the President? That man was an idiot at best, and a tyrant when he didn't get his way. Any person who had no ties to him would dispose of him." By the end of the statement Cornelia looked conflicted. "What is it?"

"I…" Cornelia now had a hand rubbing her eyes, "… I should have known that…You were 'Belarus's Wrath'…of course you would have killed a person or two."

"Sister," I addressed her seriously, "I may not have bloodied my hands as much as you, but my hands aren't exactly the cleanest." Cornelia didn't reply, so I continued, "Is there anything else that you want?"

"Just a couple questions," Cornelia uttered, "Why did you come back? And, where do your loyalties lay?"

I mused on my answer, "I came back, because it was most logical thing to do. As to where my loyalties lie, they are still very much to Britannia."

"You're not lying are you?"

"Of course not," I said, "My loyalty is to Britannia, but I don't condone how it is now."

"So what do you plan on doing?" I smirked at that. I heard caution in her question. My first goal was almost achieved. When it came to Britania's power players, Schneizel and Cornelia were at the top for claiming the throne.

I sensed the smile in my words, "What else would someone in the Imperial family do when they strive for change?"

"I hope you know what you're doing, little sister," Cornelia warned.

"Likewise, big sister."

"What's with that smirk?" Yuuto brought me out of my musing as I walked into the training room.

"Just talked to my sister," I said sitting down in a rolling chair.

"So, how was school?" Masanori asked handing me a slice of pizza from the four boxes they had ordered.

"Alright," I replied, accepting the food, "Everyone is lively as ever."

"Nothing bad happened right?" Yuuto asked.

"Yuuto, it's a public school. What sort of bad things can happen there?" I replied exasperatedly.

"A lot," Yuuto shot back. "I get that you want to be around your brother and sister, but it's dangerous to go, especially if someone find out who you are."

I sighed taking in his advice. I knew his concern. I had that concern. I thought about it the moment I stepped on campus.

"That actually reminds," I mused. I got up from my seat and started from my office, "Yuuto, call Eiji and Suzaku to my office."

"You called for us, Leabella?" Eiji asked. I smiled internally. He had become more confident over the time he had been here. He no longer addressed me timidly. Good.

"Yes," I said motioning them to sit on the couch that faced my desk. "Have you two heard of Ashford Academy?"

"It's a Britannian school, isn't it?" Suzaku asked curiously.

"Yes," I replied. "One of my subordinates goes there as a student. I was wondering if you two would like to go." The two boys blinked at the offer. "However, since I'm not yet in office, you would have to wait until I have the leverage to have you two accepted. For now, all I want to know if you would like to take the offer."

"Um, will there be a reason for you wanting us to go there?" Eiji asked.

"Well there is the fact that you both should be in school, especially you, Suzaku. The only other reason is to act as my subordinate's bodyguard. Simply keep her safe if the time comes."

"This person you're talking about is a girl?" Eiji asked.

"Yes," I said. "She is officially my adviser, but really she's just someone that goes into the settlement to do things a princess wouldn't normally be able to do." Suzaku frowned almost sadly to that.

"So we would just have to wait till you become sub-viceroy?" Eijji asked not noticing Suzaku's troubled expression.

"Yes, Eiji, you would be a senior, so you'd only be able to stay till you graduated."

"That's fine," Eiji said.

"And, Suzaku," said boy looked up, "You would be a junior. So, how about it?"

"Yeah, it seems like fun," Eiji replied.

I nodded. "You can go no, Eiji." The boy nodded and walked out leaving Suzaku alone.

"What wrong?" I asked.

"It's just. You won't be able to leave here after you become sub-veroy. You'll have to handle being sub-viceroy and be in the military," Suzaku said troubled.

I smiled sadly. I had decided not to tell the boys about my alias, and now I had to deal with it. "Well," I said lightly, "I still have four months to enjoy myself."

Suzaku smiled, "Well that's good, I guess."

"So, will you accept going to school?" I asked.

"Oh, right," Suzaku said getting up, "Yes, it'd be nice going to school again."

I smiled at that.

I watched as Suzaku walked out. As if by fate, my monitor lit up with an incoming video call coming from Europe. "Well, I'm just so popular, aren't I?" I muttered answering it.

"Hello, Princess!" I jumped a little.

Plastered to the screen was a light lavender haired man with silver eyes.

"Lloyd, try not to scare my sister," A cool lax voice came from the background.

"Schneizal," I greeted looking at the men still in the screen shot, "Lloyd?"

"Ah, yes. I am Lloyd Asplund. Prince Schneizal just told me that my little team was going to be under you in just a few short months."

"It's four," I corrected. "It's nice to meet you Lord Asplund. I am Leabella."

"Yes, yes," the man said stepping back from the screen revealing Schneizal sitting in the back observantly and a dark blue haired woman standing next to the earl. "I remember you, from the time I worked for your mother. She brought you and your brother one time to the lab." Asplund frowned, "You spilled coffee on my research."

"I'm sorry?" I said. I didn't even remember that.

"Oh, no need to apologize," Lloyd brightened. "That research was a dead end anyway."

I frowned, "So what is this call for?"

"Ah," Lloyd brought out a large paper that was laying on the desk before me, "I received your design for the custom knightmare. I think it's an excellent idea. I'll begin working on it the minute I land in Area11. All I'll need is you're signature."

"Great," I said. "Feel free to add anything you'd like while you're working on final designs."

"Much obliged, Princess," Lloyd said.

"So, is that it?" I asked.

"Yes," Lloyd said walking away.

I raised an eyebrow, and Schneizal walked up to the screen. "I figure it's night over there?" he questioned.

"Yes," I replied.

"Alright, goodnight, Leabella," he said.

"Goodbye, Schneizal," I replied hanging up.

Feedback is appreciated! I'm looking forward for the next few chapters that lead up to the conon.