Story: Mily Gets a Geass

There are a lot of ways that a reasonable person could dissect the ethos of the Holy Britannian Empire. For those not in the know: They value inequality on the basis that no two people are the same, and that this meant success was the only metric worth a damn in this world. Furthermore it was competition that enabled humankind to evolve, to overcome and to strive. Therefore they encouraged competition in all aspects of life.

Which would be fair enough, except that the Empire was <i>super</i> corrupt and <i>astonishingly hypocritical</i> in how it applied that.

Our primary example of this is the Number system. Nations conquered by Britannia are stripped of their cultural identity and assigned a number. These people are typically referenced by Britannians as whatever number their former nation was assigned, or collectively as Numbers. For the Japanese this number was eleven. Now, it is possible for Numbers to ascend to become Honorary Britannians, in which case they may join the military or advance in careers that other Numbers cannot.

But let us consider the Britannian ethos once again: No two human beings are the same. Therefore, treating people equally was morally incorrect and a logical fallacy. That is what they believe, correct? Well then. Why is it that they treat all Numbers the same way? As inferior beings. The dirt between their fingernails, something sticky scraped off from underneath their shoe. That was how Britannians treated <i>all Numbers.</i> This subsection of humanity was treated uniformly, even though - by Britannia's own justification - they are clearly not a uniform group.

What it all boils down to in the end is simply this: The Empire had built up an excuse to mistreat and look down on a caste of people. No matter how lowly the Britannian, how poor or how miserable at the very least they could turn their noses up and say "at least I'm not a Number."

Enter Suzaku Kururugi. A.K.A. The Beef. You would be hard pressed to find a more perfect physical example of the human male. Lelouch once described him as a "fitness nut", and the title certainly fit. Milly had the pleasure of seeing him without his shirt on once, just once: You could grate cheese on those abs. Hell, you could probably grate bowling balls on them! Boy was ripped!

And on top of that he was also the Knight to a Britannian Princess. The first and only Honorary Britannian to date in the history of the Empire to manage such a feat. There were rumours that he was banging Princess Euphemia on the side and that's how he got the role. If that were the case, then Milly could do naught but applaud Euphemia's decision for she had chosen well.

If not, well Milly had no problem stepping into a teaching role.

For today, Milly had allowed her beloved student council some time to reflect on their behaviour. It wouldn't do them any good if she commanded their every move with her dominant personality. Right? Sometimes, hard though it may be, but one simply must allow them to demonstrate what they have learned so far. Rivalz had demonstrated substantial improvement already, and she was looking forward greatly towards giving him further assessment later on.

"Here are the papers you asked for. Madame President," an irritated voice declared, virtually slamming papers down onto her desk. Shirley Fenette angrily flipped her hair and then strutted off towards her seat, where she sat down, crossed her legs and set about moping.

Unfortunately today was yet another day where Lelouch was absent. Whatever was that boy getting up to these days? Oh, look at poor Shirley, she was ready to throw herself at him. The sexual frustration was emanating from her like an evil aura. Milly had half a mind to go over there and help her alleviate some of it.

"Good morning Milly!" a chipper voice called out. On turning around she barely recognised the girl and was left gawping open mouthed. Milly wasn't alone in this response, the other student council members present were all staring as well. "What? Is there something on my face?"

"More like something not on your face," Rivalz said. "You're not wearing glasses today, Nina?"

Indeed she was not. The normally shy girl was wearing contacts today.

"I felt like a change of image," Nina said. She ran her fingers through her hair. Not tied up today, it was instead flowing freely down the side of her head. That's it, girl! Milly always knew you had it in you. It turned out all you needed was a little extra Milly in you too, so it could come out and shine! "So what's on the agenda for today?"

"Not as much as you'd think," Suzaku said. "Listen, sorry I wasn't here to help out yesterday. You know how it is, right?"

"Sure," Kallen said with an odd hint of bitterness behind her smile. "You've got to keep her highness happy, right? That's got to take priority, hasn't it?" Oh... interesting? Could it be that she'd misjudged Kallen? Milly knew that Kallen's mother was an Ele- Japanese. Maybe she was a little less predisposed to the usual biases towards them and wanted a little taste of Suzaku for herself? Well, that was something Milly might be able to arrange eventually...

So, since her plans for Shirley and Lelou had fallen through... What else could Milly do to keep herself entertained? Uh... That is to say make people happy? A wicked grin set over her face. Alright then. Let's see what we can do to help out her beloved council in becoming even happier.

"Oops!" she suddenly gasped, 'accidentally' spilling her juice. She'd drop it on Suzaku's trousers, then he'd have to change out of them and then she could start some real fun! Or... He could jump out of his seat before the liquid even came close to touching him. That boy had the reaction time of a cat!

"Ah, Milly! That's not like you," Suzaku warmly smiled. "Did you slip on something? You've not hurt yourself, have you?"

"No, no! I'm fine!" Milly replied, internally seething. Amazing! That agility, that speed! Now she was certain of it. She had to have him! He would be so amazingly useful in helping the rest of the council through their issues! "Actually, I was wondering if you and Kallen would mind working together on a little something with me? Since we seem to have a little spare time today, would you mind helping me cleaning out the storage closet."

"Eh, the storage closet..." Shirley shuddered. "Oh, madam president! Doing that to two new members when they don't know - "

Rivalz scooted around and clamped his hand around Shirley's mouth, shutting her up on the spot. "What Shirley means is, you guys sure are lucky you get that cushy job! Meanwhile the three of us have to keep busy working on this tedious nonsense. Right guys?"

"Uh... Okay?" Kallen raised an eyebrow. The two of them, Suzaku and Kallen - hesitantly followed Milly out of the room. "Milly, is there something strange about this closet you're not telling us?"

"Oh, no. Those two are over exaggerating."

"What are they exaggerating exactly?" Suzaku asked. "I mean, how bad could a closet be?"

"It's not bad at all," Milly answered. She gripped the handle to the closet in question and gave it a quick tug. "Actually, it's where I keep the bulk of my favourite toys!"

Oh dear! That wasn't quite the response Milly had been hoping for. It wasn't even like she had anything naughty in here! Just a few rows of fetish outfits sorted by percentage of flesh revealed, some comics that barely even counted as erotic - ah, and of course who could forget? This was also where she kept the emergency medical supplies, as well as means to restrain any fool who attempted something dangerous on Academy grounds. You know, handcuffs, some batons, breathing masks and the like.

Of course, what Milly wasn't thinking about was a little thing called 'context'. You see, when you put things like standard medical and security gear in the same storage space as brightly coloured bunny girl outfits you can end up giving a little bit of a wrong impression to the unwary.

Even Kallen, who was now behaving in a slightly more Millyesque manner (hence more comfortable with her sexuality) was a little bit put off in erotic horror at what, precisely, the taser hanging on the wall was supposed to be used for.

"Uhhh..." Suzaku trailed off. Even an innocent boy like him was completely bamboozled by the places his imagination was taking him. "You want us... To clean up in here?"

"Yes, that is rather the idea," Milly answered. She grabbed hold of their hands and yanked them quickly inside. "Come on, what's the big deal?!" She turned towards Suzaku and let her eye sparkle for a moment. "Especially when it's the chance for a bit of private fun."

This was her favourite part. Watching the body language change on the spot. Suzaku's nervousness changed immediately - and so did Kallen's a moment later. Both of them were now confidently resting a hand upon their hip and smiling in an oddly suggestive manner.

"Oh my goodness, that is really quite funny!" Suzaku said, laughing into his hand.

"What is?" Milly asked.

"Sh, don't tell her!" Kallen whapped Suzaku on the chest. "It'll be much funnier if she ever works it out herself. In the meantime, Suzaku why don't you be a dear and pick out a costume for Milly and I to wear as we get to work?"

"Sounds delicious to me!" Suzaku answered. He picked out a pair of maid uniforms from the rack, and passed them over to the girls. "Of course, you don't mind me watching as you dress?"

"Nope!" the two girls answered at once. This was going well so far as Milly was concerned. She hadn't intended to bag Suzaku today, but - Oh, Lelouch! You simply had to be away today didn't you? The blonde council president slid in nice and close to Kallen, wrapping her arms around the other girl's back. Kallen smirked and pulled her in, nice and close, but stopping just before their lips touched so she could trace an outline around Milly's mouth with her tongue.

Ooh! The naughty tease! Fine. If that was how Kallen wanted to play it, then Milly would show her how the game was really played. All she had to do was adjust how she was standing just <i>so</i> and now both girls had their breasts pressed up against each other.

Ah, but Milly had forgotten who she was playing against: Herself in Kallen's body. The other her set about unbuckling Milly's skirt with one hand while the other rested soundly on her firm ass, holding the original president's hips in place, then trailing sensually up her back. But the original Milly was not one to play with lightly, for her own hands were rather busy as well in reaching the back of Kallen's neck and enabling her to pull the other girl into a deep, deep kiss.

"Hot!" Suzaku remarked. "Shame Suzaku's too into Princess Euphemia, or I'd join in too."

"Mmm..." Milly whispered. "Then I suppose we're going to have to get Princess Euphemia to join in too, won't we?"

"Sounds like a plan to me," Kallen said, eyes sparkling with mischief. Though little did Milly realise, Kallen's goals and plans absolutely did not coincide with either of theirs...

1. Where exactly is Lelouch anyway?
2. What are Milly-in-Suzaku and Milly-in-Kallen thinking about just now?
3. Back with the other council members, their Milly-like behaviour starts coming to the forefront.
4. Milly, Suzaku and Kallen set about a plan to Geass Euphemia... and maybe Cornelia too.
5. Something else