Story: Milly's Geass

 

 
Kallen lived a double life even before everything else kicked off. By day she was Kallen Stadtfeld, a member of the nobility  who happened to have poor health which kept her out of school often. By night she was Kallen Kozuki, ace pilot of the Black Knights and a person you probably should not cross unless you had backup.

Do you know what else she was? Hot. Kinda horny as well. Oh, sure that was the effect of the Milly swirling around her brain. A Milly that was obviously being exaggerated in some way by this power, or perhaps aspects of Kallen's own personality. Nonetheless, hot and horny was a good description of her. It was really hard to not boot a little wiggle into that booty when she was wearing shorts this snug. Somehow, she managed it - but only by internalising the idea that it was better in the long run.

It's the same line of thinking that used to get her through days undercover at Ashford, being surrounded by vapid yuppies. Correction, vapid bigoted yuppies... though the correction may not be necessary come to think? Endure it. This is to keep people from suspecting you. Keep you from getting picked up, interrogated, and leading to the rest being potentially captured.

Well... Today she would be the one capturing her friends. Not to turn them into Britannia or anything like that. No, no. She was after something grander now. Spreading the love. Spread it into the military and the Black Knights alike - and you can promote world peace that way!

And so, here she was on her way to her good buddy Kaname Ohgi. Seems an unlikely target? Why not another woman like Nagisa Chiba? Well, Ohgi would be pretty easy to trick. As would Tamaki, though he was a bi tmore of a hothead so his behaviour was way less predictable. She had thought this through. Bring him in, and then use Ohgi to gradually suborn the others one by one.

Can't risk being caught. Right? Gotta bring in as many as you can as fast as you can - but gotta be smart about it. When recruiting for this sort of thing, you've got to pick your targets carefully and then keep on picking away until you've gotten down to the meaty centre, the truly difficult people. Like the Four Holy Swords, or Lady Kaguya... the last of which might not be a fighter but she was very canny.

Ohgi was a good first piece to take. He was easy to trick but also trusted by the rest. He was a calm and reasonable guy, pretty normal, rather average -

"Ohgi, is that you?"

And also harbouring a hot slender Britannian woman wearing an apron in his home. Something about her seemed familiar for some reason, but it just wasn't coming to mind. Whatever. She'd remember later on, you don't meet too many tanned babes with silver hair out and about...

Anyway, the two of them were staring at each other for a minute or so before either of them spoke up. Neither of them was expecting the other to be there, you see. It's only natural they'd react that way, right?

"Hi, I'm Kallen," a tomboyish wave. "Uh, Ohgi was my brother's best friend. I don't think he's mentioned you?"

"I go by Chigusa," the beauty said. "Ah... Kaname found me and took me home. I had a head injury of some kind that's given me amnesia, and he's been taking care of me."

She had been thinking Chigusa wasn't a very Britannian sounding name.* Still though... "That does sound just like him," Kallen sweetly said. She took another look at this Chigusa. Looked her up and down. Lucky guy. Living with this delight? Was concern for her wellbeing his only reason for helping her out?

Probably. Though that might change if they stay together too long. Chigusa was a very pretty woman. Quite tall, typically angular Britannian features but she made it work. Fit slender physique, and while that dress was hiding her figure Kallen could easily tell that she had a Body under there. The sort of Body that knew how to work a man's appetite, a Body that knew how to lure a man more effectively than a siren's song, a Body that could, would, and should <i>fuck like a demon</i>.

Shame she seemed so innocent. Although...

"Ah, you know, maybe you could help me instead...?" Kallen mused. Chigusa perked up her ears. "I was going to ask Ohgi for some help with a little project I was working on, could really do with an extra pair of hands..."

"I don't know, he asked me not to leave the house," Chigusa said. "Ah... Britannians aren't exactly popular around here."

Sure enough, there were a few people giving her the stink eye as they passed on the street. Quite often racism cuts both ways. It doesn't stop being racist just because it's aimed at the ones normally in power... Then again, quite often the racists in power use that attitude to justify their own awful behaviour- which turns into a cycle of hate pretty quick.

And that's why they were doing this. To create a gentler world where that cycle would be left shattered and broken.

"Listen, I won't let them hurt you, I promise," Kallen said. "To be honest, I want to put an end to all that. With your help, we could get there a lot faster. I mean, you want to pay Ohgi back, right? This is a good way to do that!"

Chigusa bit her lip in nervous anticipation. Ohohoho, the Milly part was picking up a cru~ush. How cute! How innocent, how scandalous! Why, it was so sweet that she almost couldn't help herself! The amnesiac lover, with the mysterious past! Oh, it was such a thing from a certain kind of story wasn't it? Why not help it on its way?

"Well... Ohgi has mentioned a  girl named Kallen that he was friends with..." Chigusa said nervously. "If you're sure you can keep me safe."

"Trust me," Kallen nodded. "You'll be better than safe when you're with me." In fact, it'll be like you're a whole new you.

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That was a busy, busy day. When running any kind of organisation, several tasks inevitably must be delegated to lower levels. It's unavoidable. Nobody - not even Zero - could have eyes, ears and hands everywhere. You've got to do recruitment, training, budget managing, resource allocation. And, just to add a cherry on top, you've got to do it all in total secrecy because of the small technical matter that you're an illegal organisation.**

He was quite exhausted to say the least. A dead man on two legs. It was all he could manage to return home, where he fully intended to collapse into bed and sleep until he had to be awake again.

But Ohgi stopped right outside his door, thinking about the woman within. The mysterious woman he'd found in the aftermath of that battle, moaning about Zero as if she knew who he was. That man... he was an enigma. A mystery. Someone who sprung up out of the blue, wearing a mask and who refused to take it off for anyone, demanding their absolute trust and loyalty in exchange for granting them their pipe dream of a wish.

Yeah, that was suspicious. He was too suspicious to be real. Charismatic? Yes. Smart? Yes. A true showman? Oh yes. It was too much to be ignored, people got swept up easily in his wake. And so, discovering someone who might know something about him... That was too useful and valuable to give up.

He'd taken her home. Nursed her back to health. Her memory is gone for now, but she might remember something anytime. He'd set up hidden cameras in his own home to keep tabs on her. Too busy today to do much with it, but he had multiple monitors. He could easily watch her while checking if anything came up during the time he was gone.

With a deep breath and swallowed guilt over what he was doing, Ohgi opened the door and stepped inside. "I'm home!" he called, unable to hide his exhaustion. Huh. It felt weirdly natural to call that out to her -

"Good evening, Ohgi!" Chigusa called out with an oddly cheeky lilt to her voice. Ah, there she was. In the kitchen area. He stepped around to properly greet her - and then completely forgot something himself. Namely, how to speak coherently. "I'm just in the middle of cooking your favourite dish. Or is that second favourite, after me?"

"Guh?!" Ohgi gulped.

Why did he gulp? Why wouldn't he? In RPGs fire attacks are strong against ice enemies. Electric attacks are strong against water enemies. By that same logic, you could say that men were weak to the attack known as the 'naked apron'.

Oh yes, the naked apron. A truly devastating assault upon a man's sense of the world. A flimsy apron and nothing more, playing into the erotic and the practical at the same time. By hiding the body just barely enough to be decent, the naked apron is able to invoke a potent seductive effect upon any man that beholds it. To the point that this is a fetish many men do not know they have until they experience it for themselves!

Especially when the woman was built like Chigusa. Her dark skin contrasted perfectly with that pure white apron, making it clearer what parts of her body he could see. Her slender yet busty physique pushed the apron out in just the right places, when she turned a little to the right to grab something from the cupboard he could plainly see sideboob. If not for the counter in the way, he could probably see something he really wasn't meant to as well!

After staring for a few seconds out of sheer disbelief, Ohgi suddenly found interest in the ceiling. Great, tremendous interest. An outright fascination, one might say.

"It's pretty hot in here, don't you think?" Chigusa asked. Something was held out under his nose, and rubbed against his lips on the end of her finger, and on reflex he opened his mouth to taste it. Not bad. Although, she was keeping her finger in his mouth a bit longer than necessary. "My, such a shy boy. Don't look away. Not when I've gone to all this trouble."

"Wh-what's this all about?" Ohgi asked.

"What else might it be about?" Chigusa asked. "A man comes home from a long day at work, to find the woman he's living with  in a nnnnaked apron." The way she'd drawn out that word! Making it very clear and removing all ambiguity that she wasn't wearing anything underneath! St-stay calm now. "It means that I want to make you feel better."

"B-But you don't remember anything about yourself!" Ohgi protested. That's right. That's right! He had to keep sight of that fact! She had no idea who she truly was!"It wouldn't be right for us to- "

All of a sudden he was being kissed. Oh gosh, she was a lot stronger than he thought! Though the kiss itself was gentle, her grip on his collar was anything but. Though her tongue... oooh, that was certainly melting his brain a bit.

"And what if I don't ever remember who I am?" Chigusa asked. Her tone was playful, flirtatious, quite a bit naughtier than he was used to from her. "Would you leave me an old spinster? Having built up a new life never knowing love? Or the touch of a man"

"You could have a husband or boyfriend!" Ohgi protested. But such protests were left empty, as now Chigusa was undoing the tie from the apron from around the back of her neck.

"I don't see any wedding ring marks on this finger," she said. "Or any of them for that matter. Have you heard anything about a missing Britannian woman from a desperate boyfriend?"

"B-But that doesn't mean - "

"Or are you trying to tell me that you only set up those hidden cameras because you were worried about me?"

The apron dropped. He found himself staring once again. This attack went beyond being merely super effective, it was an absolute critical hit. A knockout blow, a thief of reason that left him absolutely no recourse. Oh, he could think of counter arguments aplenty, but actually saying them when <i>boobs</i> were being freely offered? That was another thing entirely!

"Have some guts!" Chigusa said. "When a woman goes to all this effort for a man, she expects something more than some leering. Put your hands to use too!"

"Yes ma'am!" Ohgi said. Screw it. He'd been kind of wanting this for a while now and - and the only thing holding him back had been his own code of ethics telling him not to take advantage. However, after this exchange he was left with the distinct impression that he was the one being taken advantage of.

Not that he had any complaints about that.

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*Then again, Soresi Kewell is a very Japanese name for someone in the Pureblood Faction.
**Not to mention that Cornelia was a hell of a lot better a tthis whole 'find the illegal money trail' thing than Clovis was.