Story: Code Geass, Britannian Breeding

A continuation from here.



The life of Lelouch vi Britannia (currently undercover as Lelouch Lamperouge) was fraught with tragedy and despair. When he was about ten years old his mother was killed by quote-unquote "terrorists" and "not actually his own family doing a clumsy coverup" and, in the same event, his sister was left crippled and psychologically traumatised to the point of blindness.

And the sad part is that wasn't even the worst thing that would happen to him. If there was such a thing as destiny, then his was sprinkled with suffering, ironic deaths and enough tragedy to the create an Greek epic. Everyone he knew and cared about would, by the time of his death, be either dead or traumatised enough to keep a dozen therapists working for years. Honestly, it was almost alarming how much damage he could bring about when he wanted to avoid unnecessary suffering. One can only wonder how bad it would be if he was a actual villain.

But he was no villain. So far as Lelouch was concerned he would become a hero to the world, the man who brought down the corrupt and vile Holy Britannian Empire. He'd been planning it for years, you see. The resources he would need, the way he'd chip away at the Empire piece by piece. Starting with the liberation of Area Eleven and then moving out, slowly but surely at first but growing faster and faster as time went on. Until eventually there would be a grand explosion as the world ended and something new was birthed.

Though to be fair, this was all still in the planning stages. First he would need to gather said resources, and get allies that could let him free Japan from Britannian rule.

The very first obstacle that he had to get over? The fact that he would never, ever have the opportunity to tap Milly Ashford's fine, fine booty.

No, that wasn't the actual obstacle. More like it was an example of the true obstacle he was facing. It had been growing for years. His instincts. Much though Lelouch despised his father, he had more in common with the Emperor than he might care to admit. In fact if anyone took the time to detail exactly how much he was like his father he might very well throttle that person to death on the spot.

Nonetheless: Of late he had been getting distracted by more carnal matters and it was getting hard. Very hard indeed. That is to say, keeping it in his pants. Staying focused on his goal: Graduate from Ashford, get a job in the tech industry and then make the contacts he would need to push for his plan to change the world. He wondered, was this how his father felt, was this what had made him go and marry over a hundred women?

No, he didn’t think that this was enough to make that damned bastard of an old man bend to his urges. Which meant, frustrating as the very idea was.. that these desires could get <i>worse.</i>

"Hi, Lelouch" tittered some girl in the drama club as she walked by. He waved back and reflexively smiled at her with a charming smile that made even her friend blush. And from their body language Lelouch could approximate that said friend had just then finished giving that first girl a pep talk to get her to say that much to him.

Why did the skirts at this school have to be so short? He was pretty sure that he wasn't on track to become a leg man, but seeing all those pretty girls strutting around in those stupidly short skirts with their hot long legs... yet another thing that seemed designed to make things <i>hard</i> for him. It wasn't like anything except gym class was actually difficult for him in this school.

"Honestly Lelou!" a very pretty girl huffed, quickly falling into stride with him. This was Shirley Fenette. Like Lelouch, she was on the student council. Unlike him she was also on the swim team. "You should try to control yourself a little bit more."

"Hey, come on Shirl! If this guy could bottle whatever effect he has on women, he'd make a mint!"

That was the voice of his (current) best friend Rivalz Cardemonde. Who quickly pulled Lelouch into an over the shoulder bro-hug. You know the type, that's dangerously close to becoming a playful headlock?

"Ugh, boys!" Shirley threw up her hands and stalked off. She'd always been like this. A little bit strict and very serious. Also, weird thing... Looking at her retreating back Lelouch got this really weird sense that she was super into him. As in, not even the same way that other girls were into him. It was quite dizzying and pleasant. Didn't hurt that her regular swimming had given her a very pleasant figure to watch.

"Man, you should just make your move already," Rivalz whispered. "I know how much it bugs you, the girls all throwing themselves at you. Maybe if you and she started dating they'd back off -"

"And give guys like you a chance instead?" Lelouch suggested.

“Well a guy can hope you know.” Rivalz answered, seemingly not bothered at all by his words. “Really, you cannot tell me you got no interest in her? Or could it be..” he got quiet and gave his friend a once-over. “Do you have a secret sweetheart somewhere else?”

"Of course not. Why would I keep a girlfriend secret in the first place?"

"To keep me from bullying you," sang the voice of his senior, the president of the student council and granddaughter of his and Nunnally's benefactor. The one, the only, and thank goodness for that, Milly Ashford. She was equally beautiful and perverted, a combination that did nothing to calm down his ever growing libido. She got onto the other side of Rivalz from him and mirrored his actions. Which had the consequence of Lelouch having her boob pressed into his side. "Aw, what's the matter?" Milly asked. "Did Shirley turn down a roll in the hay?"

"Please Milly, don't be absurd."

"You mean, she agreed to a roll in the hay?" Milly teased. Honestly now. He'd walked into that one.

“Ah, if he had actually asked, do you really think she would have let him walk away?” Rivalz questioned while shaking his head in mock disappointment. “Seriously, do you just not like girls? If you don’t have a specific one in mind, I don’t see why you won’t at least give dating a try.”

“Oh, I could register you for an online dating site if you prefer someone from outside the academy. There are tens of thousands of women who would surely want to seduce you if they knew you are on the market.”

"Did you want something, or were you only trying to tease me?" Lelouch asked.

"Oh honey, if I was teasing you? I doubt you'd be able to walk straight for a week," Milly warned.

"She's not joking," Rivalz coughed. "Remember that week I was off sick? Yeah... Trust me on this, don't push her into teasing you."

Now he was getting curious, if only for the military value such a skill could bring forth. Being able to take down a soldier with some flirting.. yes this was the only reason he even considered asking for more information.

Milly slapped some paperwork into his chest and strutted off. "Have that filled in over lunch," she said. "The budget needs balancing, and you know how picky those clubs can be!"

Of course. The budget. Lelouch pulled the paper out and looked at it. Then his face fell.

"Something wrong bud?" Rivalz asked. "Don't tell me - it's something that's gonna interfere with that chess game we got planned for next week!"

"No, she was being sincere. It really is the budget," Lelouch gulped. "It's only... She wants me and Shirley to inspect the erotic fantasy club to see how they're using their allocated funds."

"Huh... And wasn't the fantasy seduction club saying they were working a swimwear-maid theme this month?"

"I do believe that is what they were advertising, yes. I somehow doubt that Shirley will take to it all that well."

Rivalz patted him on the back then strode into class whistling the funeral march. Not exactly the best way to endear himself in this trying, trying time. Nor was Milly endearing herself to him by pushing him into blatant setups with a girl he had only just realised had a thing for him!

Ugh... At this rate he might just wind up having sex with a girl just so he felt less pent up.

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Meanwhile, let us look in on another student at Ashford with a long and trying life. Now, she was not of the Imperial Royal Family. In point of fact the very idea would have her standing on your neck in no time flat. Bad enough that she was technically nobility.

Kallen Kozuki. Forget that Stadtfeld bullshit, that was her cover and Kozuki was her actual name. Japanese mother, Britannian father. An influential businessman that was part of the nobility, no less. Yeah. Him getting hitched to a Jap went down with his family like cold sick even before the invasion. No way he could stay married to a mere Number.

Some of these bastards being all nice and friendly at this crummy school would probably be telling her that she should be happy to not have been given to an orphanage if they knew the truth. Why, she was so lucky to be granted the chance to have so much power, to be the heir of a powerful family regardless of her questionable heritage.

As for why she was even here? Largely due to her big brother Naoto. "Gotta make friends," he'd say. "It's healthy if you have an active social life."

"Gosh Kallen, we haven't seen you in ages!" cooed a girl who would probably spit on her if she knew her heritage.

"Yeah, we're so relieved you're feeling well enough to attend," said a girl who would use the number Eleven as a casual insult.

Oh, she wished she could rub it into their face how she was actually working with the resistance. Hah, the idea that a member of that group had managed to sneak into the school that held some of the daughters and sons of the most powerful people in the Britannian nobility. If she wanted to do so, she could do a ton of damage but..

But racist and bratty as these people were, they weren’t really evil. They had been raised like this, with the belief that they were better than the ‘lesser races’. Doing harm to them would be misdirecting her hatred, rather she needed to take down the leaders responsible for teaching this stupid belief system.

"So, you're alright aren't you?" asked a girl who probably wouldn't show the slightest concern if she was - for example - bleeding out on the streets after being kicked in the teeth by a Britannian thug.

"I'm fine. I just have to take it easy for a while," Kallen said. Though really... she was kind of wishing that she was with her brother and his cell right now. Planning out the heist. She was supposed to be in the Glasgow they'd salvaged to serve as a distraction in case things went south. And they probably would go south. Not that she didn't get it. If she suddenly showed up again right after the heist then the timing might look suspicious, so it would be better if she at least attended a day or two to try and mitigate that somewhat.

"Your timing is great anyway," whispered another girl who... ugh, Kallen couldn't even be bothered with that anymore. They were all the same, nice to each other but indifferent to the Numbers. "A certain Mister Lamperouge, in our class? He's always been a dish..."

"But of late he's been super extra yummy!" another girl finished.

Oh good. This is exactly what her life needed. Girls talking about boys. Yeah, whatever. It seemed that no matter what class, this was a thing that was truly universal.

Right, Lelouch? Who was that again.. some guy who was popular if she remembered right?

"Oh look, there he is now!"

Kallen turned on reflex. She had no real interest in some Britannian rich boy - heck, she had no interest in getting a boyfriend full stop. Not right now, not when there was still a fight to be won and a nation to be liberated.

Then... her eyes fell upon him. He was kinda tall. Handsome face. Confident smile. Something gentle and intelligent behind the eyes. Pretty thin, but it made him seem more elegant. None of that would have normally been enough to keep her focused on him.. but there was something that made her gulp and lick her lips.

"Mm, I think she likes what she sees!"

"Stiff competition though. I hear Milly ships him with Shirley..."

“Think we could have a better chance if we teamed up?”

"Honestly, I'm kind of more interested in hooking him up with Kallen. Though I wouldn't say no to a threesome."

Kallen watched him the entire time he walked into the room and sat down trying to figure this out. What was it about him that was turning her engine on? The way she was starting to feel hotter and hotter, it was like she was fantasizing about a hot night instead of just standing there and watching a boy.. And now that she thought about that she couldn’t help but imagine that very scenario. Her wearing nothing but black lingerie that barely covered anything, reclining on a bed and him walking into the room and slowly advancing towards her like a hungry lion who had discovered a young gazelle.

Suddenly, things were seeming a touch more... complicated, let's say, than Kallen had initially thought.

1. Kallen is invited onto the student council.
2. Later, Shirley and Lelouch head off to inspect the fantasy seduction club
3. It turns out, Nunnally's secretly moving to get her big brother laid pronto.
4. Meanwhile other members of the Imperial Family are also feeling certain overpowering urges.
5. Something else