Sorry this chapter is short, but the next one will be longer.

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C.C. pressed her back against the headboard and hooked her arms around her shins. "You're very close with your sister," she said.

"That's not important," Lelouch replied. He didn't want to talk about his sister with C.C.. Even if she had given him the power he needed. "Let's get back to the topic at hand." Lelouch crossed the room to where she sat. He folded his arms across his chest. C.C. tsked and looked up at Lelouch. Her eyes trailed up from his shoes to his face, her gaze resting on Lelouch's eyes.

"I assume you have a plan, Lelouch," C.C. said, drawing out the last syllables of his name. She pressed her hands into the bed and spread forward onto her stomach, kicking her legs in the air.

"First," Lelouch said. His right eye flashed red - he could feel the sand dripping through the hourglass in the pit of his stomach - he sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning slightly towards her. C.C.'s eyes widened for a split second then slanted her eyes. "I need an army." C.C. rolled onto her back, picking up Lelouch's pillow with her ankles and held it tight to her chest. Lelouch pushed himself up off of the bed and walked over to the window. The sky was dark, a swirl of black and purple. "I have resources to draw upon, of course. My money is nearly limitless, and using my own connections, it is also completely untraceable," begun Lelouch, pointing towards a few briefcases in the corner of the room. Well, a few was underselling it as there were at least a dozen, all jammed full of notes sterling. "The Elevens in this area already think me a brilliant tactician, which I am, though your gift makes me even better. They'll act at my command, and with this recent victory, I don't see them moving outside of my orders," he added, a slight smirk on his face. Yes, his pawns were moving well into place. The human factor was a strong one, but he was slowly breaking it out of them.

"It sounds like you have little use for me then. Unless you want me to grant Geass to others, which I won't do, just so you know," she told him, giggling a little like it was some kind of joke, but Lelouch shook his head.

"No, such power is best kept minimal. Besides, if I trust you, that means that the power of Geass is individual, and can be almost anything. Too dangerous to have such power running around," explained the young man, toying with his helmet in his hands as he spoke. "No, what I want you to be is the face I cannot. With my features, they would never accept me as leader. They, despite what they claim, are just as capable of the prejudices of the Britannians, so I must retain the identity of Zero. You, however, could walk among them as my attache, my emissary. It would even give you freedom beyond what I could here at school," he began.

C.C. straightened her back, a small smile touching her lips. Lelouch could tell she liked what he was saying. "I would be a fool," C.C. said. "To not accept your offer."

Everything was going as planned. Lelouch sat his helmet down on his desk. Lelouch looked back at the window. The stars twinkled up high in the sky, the moon illuminating the land. Lelouch felt something hit his leg. He looked over to his bed. C.C. had taken off all of her clothes and was buried underneath his covers.

"Good night," She said, pulling the blanket up to her lips.

"What are you doing?" Lelouch asked, irritated. In one long stride, he was looming over her. C.C. narrowed her eyes, not speaking. "I said, you could stay here but not in my bed." C.C. shook her head and flipped over onto her side.

"A real man would sleep on the floor," she said, she looked at him through the corner of her eye.

"Get up-," C.C. interrupted Lelouch.

"I hate stubbornness," she said before pulling the covers over her head.