Fic: [Code Geass] Nunnally of the Insurrection
Title: Nunnally of the Insurrection
Series: Code Geass
Type: AU
Links: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5330289/11/Nunnally_of_the_Insurrection
Part Eleven
Villetta Nu hesitated as she went through the section of the settlement nearer the ghetto, not far from where the Elevens lived. The dusky skinned woman had dressed casually, in street clothes very different from the slinky gowns or military uniforms she preferred, but this was a mission she had to be descrete with.
"I still don't understand where we're going," Jeremiah Gottwald complained, the black haired pure blood following her reluctantly, dressed in a simple jacket and trousers.
"There's someone I think you should meet," Villetta said firmly, "I think it's a matter of importance to the realm itself."
They reached the hotel, Jeremiah studying his subordinate thoughtfully. She had changed in the past few weeks, though it was a subtle shift. She seemed more intense, driven, and he felt certain she was hiding things from him. Of course most officers did, these days, following the schemes of the prince or princess they had pledged their loyalty to...
Jeremiah nearly struck the smirking clerk, the boy obviously thinking they were going to a romantic assignation of some sort. "This had better be worth it," he growled as they took the elevator upstairs.
"I think it will be," Villetta nodded.
They went up to the top floor, then down the hall to one of the corner suites, Villetta knocking on a door respectfully. "Come in," a woman's voice called.
Inside was a comfortable parlor, with a couch and chairs and a mini-bar off to one side. Sitting in a chair facing the door was a young woman with long brown hair, her eyes concealed by over-large visor style sunglasses, and dressed in a black military style uniform, trimmed in red. She looked oddly familiar to Jeremiah, but he couldn't place her.
"Here he is, my lady," Villetta bowed slightly.
She rose, taking off the sunglasses as she smiled, "Jeremiah, it's been a long time. The last time I saw you was in the Aries Villa."
Jeremiah's eyes widened in shock as he took a step forward, "Princess Nunnally?"
"Yes," she smiled, "it's good to see you again."
Closing the distance Jeremiah knelt on one knee, his eyes shimmering with tears as he said, "I never dreamed you could have survived..."
Nunnally touched his shoulder lightly, smiling down at him a little sadly. "Get up, please," she said, "we have much to talk about."
Jeremiah rose, meeting her eyes as he said, "I once pledged my loyalty to your mother, the Empress Marianne. Now, I will swear that same loyalty to you."
"You might want to wait until you hear what I plan," Nunnally cautioned as she waved both officers to take seats.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Lloyd Asplund sighed as he walked around the new lab, facilities that they had moved into after Suzaku had been accepted into Ashford Academy. "Oh, I suppose it will do," the purple-white haired man noted with a dramatic sigh.
"Lloyd," Cecile Croomy gave her superior a scolding look, "this base is probably better than the last facility we worked from." She looked at the other woman in the room, "Sorry."
"It's all right," Milly Ashford chuckled as the brown haired noted, "I know moving here to be near Suzaku is a bit inconvenient for you."
"I suppose I should thank you and your family," Lloyd admitted.
Milly smiled wryly, "You're welcome."
"So," Lloyd asked cheerfully, "have you decided to accept my proposal for marriage?"
Cecile rolled her eyes, "Lloyd, don't ask so suddenly!"
"It's all right, I know he's socially inept," Milly waved it off as Cecile giggled.
Lloyd himself smiled wryly, knowing Milly's comment was correct. "So you won't marry socially inept me?" he asked.
"That depends," Milly gave him a thoughtful look, "you know that my family wants the marriage for purely political reasons?"
"I do," Lloyd nodded.
"And that it will be a marriage in name only," Milly added.
"Of course," Lloyd said as if it was obvious.
"And I'm in love with someone else and have no intention of breaking it off," Milly finished.
That made Lloyd raise his eyebrows slightly. "I don't mind," he said after a moment, "but why not marry him instead?"
Milly looked at him with a mildly scornful gaze, "Two women can't marry yet."
"Ah!" Lloyd nodded. He smiled slightly, "I have no objections, ma'am."
"Good," Milly said calmly, "because if you did this engagement would be canceled so fast your head would swim."
Cecile was rather impressed by how frank Milly was, considering her circumstances. "Is that Miss Nina Einstein?" she asked curiously. "I read her paper on energy reactions, she's quite intelligent."
"Yes she is," Milly agreed proudly, "I've tried to encourage her in developing her theories."
"If you like," Lloyd offered cheerfully, "we could lend her some lab space here."
"I'd appreciate that," Milly smiled as she added, "and maybe I'll let you look at the Ganymede model, too. If you're a good boy."
"Yes ma'am!" Lloyd smiled eagerly.
Cecile hid a smirk at how easily her boss was being manipulated. 'Men,' she thought, sighing, then shared a amused glance with Milly. "So," she asked cheerfully, "who wants lunch?"
Lloyd gave Milly a frantic look, covertly shaking his head no. Milly looked at him oddly and said, "Why don't I take you all to lunch at the school cafeteria?"
"Good idea!" Lloyd said eagerly, looking relieved.
"Aw, I made rice balls too," Cecile sighed, "my new peanut butter recipe."
Milly didn't want to imagine what they might taste like. "Please, I insist," she said as she lead Cecile and Lloyd out, along with a few of the technicians.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Princess Euphemia adjusted her sunglasses as the pink haired woman walked in the front gates of Ashford Academy. After some research she had found out that the students taken hostage at the hotel were from this school, so she decided to check it out. Sadly, she knew a girl in street clothes would stand out, so she was going to have to be sneaky...
Suzaku Kururugi was a military officer, which had helped make him a very attentive individual. However, the woman with the big hat, sunglasses and a trench coat couldn't be doing MORE to stand out. Calmly the brown haired young man excused himself from a conversation and walked over to where the woman was peeking around a corner.
"That's not her either," Euphemia sighed as she peered from cover at a group of girls.
"Excuse me," Suzaku said from behind her.
"Eep!" Euphemiya yelped in surprise, spinning around so fast her long pink hair came free, flowing around her.
"Princess Euphemia?" Suzaku blinked.
Euphemia took a moment, but she quickly recognized him. "Kururugi," she said then asked, "you're a student here?"
"Yes, ma'am," Suzaku nodded politely. He wanted to ask where her guards were, not to mention the usual escort, but decided it might be risky considering her 'disguise.' Instead he smiled and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Euphemia hesitated, but knew she couldn't easily look around here on her own. "I was curious about what the academy is like," she said then asked, "could you show me around?"
"I would be honored," Suzaku bowed. He hesitated a moment, "Would you mind if we changed your clothes for something a bit more descrete?"
Euphemis swirled her trench coat and held her hat as she laughed, "It's pretty bad, huh?"
"It looks fine," Suzaku reassured her as they headed for the student council rooms. He was pretty sure he could borrow a uniform from somebody... or knowing Milly, she had spares there.
A few minutes later Euphemia emerged in a borrowed uniform, adjusting the tie as she smiled warmly. "Why does the student council president have spare uniforms here?" Euphemia asked him curiously.
"I'm not sure," Suzaku shrugged as they walked out, "and to be honest I try not to think about it too much."
"Hmm," Euphemia chuckled.
The collision really shouldn't have happened. As the two emerged from the student council rooms Nunnally was hurrying up the hall, pulling her uniform blazer on as she silently cursed getting back there late. Neither was really looking where they were going and...
"Ooof!' Nunnally yelped as she walked into someone, both of them falling to the floor. Regaining her composure she gasped, "I'm SO sorry!"
"It's all right, I wasn't watching...," Euphemia trailed off, meeting the gaze of her half sister. "Nana?" she cried, hugging her.
"Euphie?" Nunnally yelped, the girl's fierce hug nearly knocking her down.
Suzaku watched with a wry smile as he murmured, "Sorry about this."
Euphemia only reluctantly let go, looking at Nunnally through teary eyes. "It's been so long...," she sighed happily.
Nunnally smiled back at her as she admitted, "It's good to see you."
To be continued...
Series: Code Geass
Type: AU
Links: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5330289/11/Nunnally_of_the_Insurrection
Part Eleven
Villetta Nu hesitated as she went through the section of the settlement nearer the ghetto, not far from where the Elevens lived. The dusky skinned woman had dressed casually, in street clothes very different from the slinky gowns or military uniforms she preferred, but this was a mission she had to be descrete with.
"I still don't understand where we're going," Jeremiah Gottwald complained, the black haired pure blood following her reluctantly, dressed in a simple jacket and trousers.
"There's someone I think you should meet," Villetta said firmly, "I think it's a matter of importance to the realm itself."
They reached the hotel, Jeremiah studying his subordinate thoughtfully. She had changed in the past few weeks, though it was a subtle shift. She seemed more intense, driven, and he felt certain she was hiding things from him. Of course most officers did, these days, following the schemes of the prince or princess they had pledged their loyalty to...
Jeremiah nearly struck the smirking clerk, the boy obviously thinking they were going to a romantic assignation of some sort. "This had better be worth it," he growled as they took the elevator upstairs.
"I think it will be," Villetta nodded.
They went up to the top floor, then down the hall to one of the corner suites, Villetta knocking on a door respectfully. "Come in," a woman's voice called.
Inside was a comfortable parlor, with a couch and chairs and a mini-bar off to one side. Sitting in a chair facing the door was a young woman with long brown hair, her eyes concealed by over-large visor style sunglasses, and dressed in a black military style uniform, trimmed in red. She looked oddly familiar to Jeremiah, but he couldn't place her.
"Here he is, my lady," Villetta bowed slightly.
She rose, taking off the sunglasses as she smiled, "Jeremiah, it's been a long time. The last time I saw you was in the Aries Villa."
Jeremiah's eyes widened in shock as he took a step forward, "Princess Nunnally?"
"Yes," she smiled, "it's good to see you again."
Closing the distance Jeremiah knelt on one knee, his eyes shimmering with tears as he said, "I never dreamed you could have survived..."
Nunnally touched his shoulder lightly, smiling down at him a little sadly. "Get up, please," she said, "we have much to talk about."
Jeremiah rose, meeting her eyes as he said, "I once pledged my loyalty to your mother, the Empress Marianne. Now, I will swear that same loyalty to you."
"You might want to wait until you hear what I plan," Nunnally cautioned as she waved both officers to take seats.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Lloyd Asplund sighed as he walked around the new lab, facilities that they had moved into after Suzaku had been accepted into Ashford Academy. "Oh, I suppose it will do," the purple-white haired man noted with a dramatic sigh.
"Lloyd," Cecile Croomy gave her superior a scolding look, "this base is probably better than the last facility we worked from." She looked at the other woman in the room, "Sorry."
"It's all right," Milly Ashford chuckled as the brown haired noted, "I know moving here to be near Suzaku is a bit inconvenient for you."
"I suppose I should thank you and your family," Lloyd admitted.
Milly smiled wryly, "You're welcome."
"So," Lloyd asked cheerfully, "have you decided to accept my proposal for marriage?"
Cecile rolled her eyes, "Lloyd, don't ask so suddenly!"
"It's all right, I know he's socially inept," Milly waved it off as Cecile giggled.
Lloyd himself smiled wryly, knowing Milly's comment was correct. "So you won't marry socially inept me?" he asked.
"That depends," Milly gave him a thoughtful look, "you know that my family wants the marriage for purely political reasons?"
"I do," Lloyd nodded.
"And that it will be a marriage in name only," Milly added.
"Of course," Lloyd said as if it was obvious.
"And I'm in love with someone else and have no intention of breaking it off," Milly finished.
That made Lloyd raise his eyebrows slightly. "I don't mind," he said after a moment, "but why not marry him instead?"
Milly looked at him with a mildly scornful gaze, "Two women can't marry yet."
"Ah!" Lloyd nodded. He smiled slightly, "I have no objections, ma'am."
"Good," Milly said calmly, "because if you did this engagement would be canceled so fast your head would swim."
Cecile was rather impressed by how frank Milly was, considering her circumstances. "Is that Miss Nina Einstein?" she asked curiously. "I read her paper on energy reactions, she's quite intelligent."
"Yes she is," Milly agreed proudly, "I've tried to encourage her in developing her theories."
"If you like," Lloyd offered cheerfully, "we could lend her some lab space here."
"I'd appreciate that," Milly smiled as she added, "and maybe I'll let you look at the Ganymede model, too. If you're a good boy."
"Yes ma'am!" Lloyd smiled eagerly.
Cecile hid a smirk at how easily her boss was being manipulated. 'Men,' she thought, sighing, then shared a amused glance with Milly. "So," she asked cheerfully, "who wants lunch?"
Lloyd gave Milly a frantic look, covertly shaking his head no. Milly looked at him oddly and said, "Why don't I take you all to lunch at the school cafeteria?"
"Good idea!" Lloyd said eagerly, looking relieved.
"Aw, I made rice balls too," Cecile sighed, "my new peanut butter recipe."
Milly didn't want to imagine what they might taste like. "Please, I insist," she said as she lead Cecile and Lloyd out, along with a few of the technicians.
0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0
Princess Euphemia adjusted her sunglasses as the pink haired woman walked in the front gates of Ashford Academy. After some research she had found out that the students taken hostage at the hotel were from this school, so she decided to check it out. Sadly, she knew a girl in street clothes would stand out, so she was going to have to be sneaky...
Suzaku Kururugi was a military officer, which had helped make him a very attentive individual. However, the woman with the big hat, sunglasses and a trench coat couldn't be doing MORE to stand out. Calmly the brown haired young man excused himself from a conversation and walked over to where the woman was peeking around a corner.
"That's not her either," Euphemia sighed as she peered from cover at a group of girls.
"Excuse me," Suzaku said from behind her.
"Eep!" Euphemiya yelped in surprise, spinning around so fast her long pink hair came free, flowing around her.
"Princess Euphemia?" Suzaku blinked.
Euphemia took a moment, but she quickly recognized him. "Kururugi," she said then asked, "you're a student here?"
"Yes, ma'am," Suzaku nodded politely. He wanted to ask where her guards were, not to mention the usual escort, but decided it might be risky considering her 'disguise.' Instead he smiled and asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
Euphemia hesitated, but knew she couldn't easily look around here on her own. "I was curious about what the academy is like," she said then asked, "could you show me around?"
"I would be honored," Suzaku bowed. He hesitated a moment, "Would you mind if we changed your clothes for something a bit more descrete?"
Euphemis swirled her trench coat and held her hat as she laughed, "It's pretty bad, huh?"
"It looks fine," Suzaku reassured her as they headed for the student council rooms. He was pretty sure he could borrow a uniform from somebody... or knowing Milly, she had spares there.
A few minutes later Euphemia emerged in a borrowed uniform, adjusting the tie as she smiled warmly. "Why does the student council president have spare uniforms here?" Euphemia asked him curiously.
"I'm not sure," Suzaku shrugged as they walked out, "and to be honest I try not to think about it too much."
"Hmm," Euphemia chuckled.
The collision really shouldn't have happened. As the two emerged from the student council rooms Nunnally was hurrying up the hall, pulling her uniform blazer on as she silently cursed getting back there late. Neither was really looking where they were going and...
"Ooof!' Nunnally yelped as she walked into someone, both of them falling to the floor. Regaining her composure she gasped, "I'm SO sorry!"
"It's all right, I wasn't watching...," Euphemia trailed off, meeting the gaze of her half sister. "Nana?" she cried, hugging her.
"Euphie?" Nunnally yelped, the girl's fierce hug nearly knocking her down.
Suzaku watched with a wry smile as he murmured, "Sorry about this."
Euphemia only reluctantly let go, looking at Nunnally through teary eyes. "It's been so long...," she sighed happily.
Nunnally smiled back at her as she admitted, "It's good to see you."
To be continued...