Nina Einstein was the very model of the shy scientist type - at least on the surface. Brilliant in terms of mathematics and scientific thinking, waif thin. A plain face with thick glasses over her face and her hair tied up in unflattering pigtails. Put her next to the beauties in the student council, like Shirley or Milly, and her brilliant mind sort of faded into the background. Put her next to the charismatic Lelouch, or the perpetual joker Rivalz, and she faded even further. She was, by miles, the least noticeable member of the council because she was the only true introvert of the group. Plain as wallpaper except for her brilliant mind, which they did sometimes make use of when they needed to check the budget.
Her brilliant mind, which of late had turned as filthy as a pigsty.
Nina didn't think about sex all that often, but when she did she was all about the ladies. It wasn't a fact she felt the need to advertise. Not least because it would give Milly prime fodder to rib and tease her, but mostly because it wasn't really anyone's business but hers. See the previous point about her being an introvert. Still though, she was getting these weird fantasies late at night, and it was starting to distract her in her waking hours. As usual, she blamed Milly for being deviant enough to put those ideas in her head.
Little realising that it wasn't Milly doing so. It was, if anything, a higher being playing a game with the devil himself.
Which is how Lelouch found himself standing in her laboratory looking at a liquid in a beaker.
"It's blue," Lelouch said. "A rather vibrant, one might almost say regal, blue." He took a deep breath. "Quite pungent as well. Though I am pondering why you wished to show it to me? Chemistry is not my subject."
"Well, it's quite strange," Nina said. She scooped up a little onto a spatula. Had to make this seem natural. "For some reason, it has no reaction whatsoever to organic matter. However, when it comes into contact with any non-organic fiber, the stench it produces becomes quite unbeara - Oops!"
While turning around, her leg hit the corner of the table, causing the beaker to spill over and empty out over Lelouch's trousers. Just as she said, the stench became quite unbearable the instant contact was made. Actually, there was no mystery here. She'd discovered this stuff last year, and figured out its properties about a month after that. Which is why she was using it here, because it was completely safe.
Lelouch gagged, and Nina worked hard to suppress her grin. It wasn't easy, coming up with a way to trick him. Lelouch was sneaking off to play - and beat handily - members of the Nobility in games of chess. That wasn't something you did if you were easily manipulated.
"Oh, gosh! I'm so sorry!" Nina said, quickly pushing Lelouch over to a door at the side of the room. "There are showers through here, I'll head off to your room and bring you a change of clothes right away."
"N-No, no," Lelouch said, gagging at the stench and stepping away from her. "Th-that won't be necessary. I'm - I'm perfectly fine to go myself."
To his credit, he actually made it out of the room before doubling back. Nina wouldn't have managed even half that distance. The smell <i>did</i> get worse the longer it went.
"On second thoughts, a shower wouldn't be out of place right now," he said, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Through here?" Nina noded, and Lelouch hurried along.
"Oh, I should have probably mentioned," Nina said while quickly jamming a chair underneath the door handle. "I was showing the same stuff to Shirley right before I got you, and managed to spill some on her uniform too. Her clothes have probably melted by now.”
Dusting off her hands, Nina sauntered out of the room. No need to hurry. She could take the scenic route in getting those two changes of clothes. Then, maybe tonight, she wouldn't have those dirty dreams about setting up her two... Not friends exactly, more like acquaintances?
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It's funny, he hadn't expected to be outright furious at Nina for, oh let's say, at least another year or so. He couldn't quite remember <i>why</i> he should feel that way, exactly, but the feeling was there.
"Lelou!" Shirley yelled, right before slapping him. Hard. "What's the big idea! You can't just barge in here when a girl is getting undressed!"
Undressed. Yes, indeed. Shirley was in quite the state of undress at the moment. Not a stitch of clothing on her. Meanwhile, his trousers probably served to break various international laws on the use of chemical weapons - and were dissolving on top of that. What a fun little fact about that chemical that Nina forgot to mention.
"I think we're the victim of a practical joke," Lelouch said. How disappointing, falling for something like this. "Milly must have put her up to it. I can't see Nina doing something like this on her own."
"Oooh, I'll give that perverted president a piece of my mind!" Shirley said, trying really hard to keep her breasts and her crotch hidden from sight. "I was wondering where the towels had gone. Cover your eyes, buster! Right now!"
He did so, but alas her body was burned into his retinas already. Milly had described her as a 'perfect ten', but he hadn't really properly grasped the meaning of that. Until now. Her swimming routine had refined her body into an ideal example of the modern feminine form, though no doubt her intention was to decrease her body's hydrodynamic drag.
With his spare hand Lelouch tried the door handle. No avail.
"It seems we are stuck in here," Lelouch said. And then his trousers fell down, the dissolving agent completing its work. He reached down and scooped up what remained and stuck them in a hamper. "I would appreciate it if you could also cover your eyes."
For a moment she was silent. For another moment, still silent. For yet another moment...
"Shirley?" Lelouch asked, and then opened his eyes to peek through the crack of his fingers. Ah. She was staring at his junk. His supernaturally enhanced junk. "It's quite rude to stare."
"Wh-Who is staring?" She yelped. "You wouldn't know if you didn't peek!"
Both of them gagged. "What should I do about this wretched smell?" Lelouch asked.
"Shower! Hot water neutralises it, or something," Shirley said.
Which created a brand new problem for the two of them. Passing by each other in this fairly small room without touching one another, and without looking either.
"We'll both go left!" Lelouch said. He threw himself back up against the left wall, and heard Shirley do the same. "No peeking now."
"I'm not!" Shirley protested, yet somehow Lelouch could sense that she was looking in between her fingers. He inched on by, determined not to get beaten by this. Though he had to admit that his balls were feeling quite sore now. It had been a day or so since Milly had last drained them for him.
Alas, the Prince had forgotten something in his attempt to shy away from the free booty being offered up on a silver platter for him. That thing being, in contests between men and Gods, more often than not the Gods <i>cheat</i> like mad. That might explain why a bar of soap mysteriously appeared underfoot, while he was trying so very hard to not peek at Shirley's body. If his eyes had been open, or hers for that matter, then they might have spotted it winking into existence at the absolute perfect moment -
"Woah!"
Causing him to slip forward, dragging her down to the floor, landing on top of her only managing to stop himself at the very last moment before penetration occurred.
Their eyes opened. They looked at one another's faces. Lelouch took a deep breath. Shirley was lying there naked underneath him. His mind overlaid it with the same image as that dream before, of him leaning over her in much a similar way, but fully clothed with a seeping bloodstain in the middle of her torso. Life bleeding out of her and pooling into a sticky puddle underneath her.
It was a warning. Don't let her get too close. The world he sought to enter was not for her. Milly could handle herself - if barely - and Kallen was already neck deep in it of her own free will. Not Shirley. She was the very embodiment of an innocent bystander. She did not have the skills necessary to survive in this world.
And yet.
Had he not tried to push her away? Had she not come back in, time and time again, because of her infatuation with him? Had it been his attempts to keep her at arm's length that had led to her death? If he'd been keeping her closer instead of at a distance, might she have lived instead?
Or was that thought only coming to mind because he <i>really</i> needed to get his dick wet?
"My apologies," he said. "I appear to have stepped on some so-"
Alas, the choice was made for him. Her head bobbed up and kissed him, right there on the lips. It brought to mind something from the other life, a conversation with C.C. from around the time Mao had showed up. It wasn't part of what he'd asked to remember, as part of the game, and yet there it was sitting in his memory.
<i>So, do you love her, this girl called Shirley?
I don't know.
Do you hate her?
Don't know.
Then why are we going to Narita?
You know the reason why. 'Cos she may have discovered who I am.
What if she really does know? Are you going to kill her? If you have someone you don't want to lose, you should keep them at a distance.
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He still didn't know how to answer her questions. All truth told, he didn't know if he wanted this girl as a friend, or a lover, or something else entirely. But he did know one thing for certain.
Now that he was no longer banging Milly, if he had a relationship with Shirley going instead then you still couldn't call this a harem. Which led him to a new problem: How to keep her safe while having regular sex with her and mounting a rebellion against their home country? Because, to hell with keeping people he cared about at a distance anymore.
Heh. Maybe after this was over with, he'd have to thank Nina for her assistance.
- Sex scene incoming!
- Lelouch pulls back, sensing a trap being set by his opponent.
- Meanwhile, Kallen is learning a lot about seduction from Milly.
- Nina winds up getting pulled into Kallen and Milly's lessons.
- Something else
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