What happens on Headquarters
*This idea came to me from something I was doing with my friend that we'll call Lulu on here. She's also big on CG, and was actually the one who got me into it, so I feel that she deserves some credit for this as well.*
Chapter One: The Lancelot.
"Lelouch, I had a thought, and I wanted to know what you thought about it. What do you think of the Shinkiro pink?" asked C.C. "I was also thinking of the Guren in Blue."
Lelouch was sitting in his room at the Black Knight HQ, already irritated at Tamaki for going out and getting drunk last night, but that was normal, so he was almost always irritated about that, but this was far worse then any thought she'd ever had.
Lelouch took off his mask, since no one was around, and looked her in the eye with a look that was frustrated with her question. "No," he said strongly. "You knew the answer to that before you even asked me."
"So? It's a good idea. The Knightmares need to be redecorated, and that was merely an idea."
"We don't need decorated Knightmares in a war. It might just get destroyed. We don't go on the battlefield to say 'hey, look at my pretty Knightmare'. No, we go on there to win."
C.C. picked up a slice of pizza, took a bite, then started talking. "I don't see why we can't do both."
Lelouch began to rub his forehead due to the headache he was getting from C.C. "Because," he started, "if we do that, it would merely become a distraction to everyone out there, and not just to the Black Knights, and the battle will be in a state of chaos rather then going as planned."
"It's a Knightmare; I don't see why they should care."
"Then why do you care?"
"I'm getting board of seeing the same ones looking exactly the same. So, what do you think?"
Lelouch sighed, knowing that she knew the answer. "No," he said again.
"Well, I'm sorry you feel that way, because I've already started," said C.C.
"What?" said Lelouch, looking at her in that scared manner.
"Well, I talked to Tamaki about it, and he loved the idea, so he said that he would try to get some others to help out, and they would paint it. I think that they've already started."
Lelouch was furious at this news. "You started painting before you consulted me?"
"Yes, I did, and you're gonna thank me some day."
Then, there was a knock on the door. "Lelouch, let me in! I need your help! It's Tamaki!" yelled Kallen, one of the only ones who knew Lelouch's secret about being Zero.
"Come on in," said Lelouch.
"I can't! It's locked!" she said, jiggling the handle.
"Just say it through the door," said C.C.
"I can't! Why don't you get off your lazy butt and open the freaking door, you pizza loving Witch!"
"Kallen, there's no reason to get so angry," said Lelouch, getting up to answer the door. He slipped on his mask, just in case someone was nearby and saw his face. He didn't wanna have to use Geass to make them forget because of one, stupid mistake.
He opened the door, and Kallen ran in without a second thought. Lelouch closed the door behind him, and went back to his armchair next to C.C. on the couch.
"Now," said C.C., "what is it that was so important that you needed to tell us?"
"Tamaki's looking for me, and he said that he was gonna paint the Guren blue, BLUE! That's against my color!"
Lelouch looked over at C.C. from under his mask, and like some sort of psychic connection, she knew it.
"Don't be looking at me like that," she said.
Lelouch took a deep breath out of irritability before speaking. "Where's he right now?"
"Looking for me, which is why I was in such a rush to get in. I didn't know how far behind me he was, and I didn't want him following me in here."
Lelouch once again looked at C.C. under his mask, taking deep breaths to try and restrain himself from strangling her half to death (well, he couldn't fully kill her, because she was an immortal).
"Hey, ZERO! It's me, your buddy, Tamaki! Could you let a poor guy in, please? I have news!" said Tamaki. Ugh, he was drunk. They could all tell by the sound in his voice and the way he talked.
No wonder C.C. got Tamaki to work on the Shinkiro, he's drunk, thought Lelouch.
"Come on, man! I wanna show you my masterpiece, the pink Shinkiro!" said Tamaki through the door. Lelouch was furious to hear that it had already been painted, and looked over at C.C., fury in his eyes and expression underneath his mask.
"C.C.!" he said, now believing that her purpose in life was to make him miserable.
C.C. did nothing but have the same, expressionless look on her face that she was so widely known for among the Black Knights.
"What?" said Kallen. "The Shinkiro's pink?" said Kallen, surprised.
"Yeah, isn't that great?" said Tamaki, outside the door.
Lelouch began taking deep breaths once again to try and keep himself calm, but it didn't really work. He was doing it so much now that Kallen began to think that there was something wrong with him.
"Zero, are you ok?" she asked, turning and looking at him with concern in her eyes.
"I'm fine, I think. I'm just trying not to get too angry at all of this," he said, looking at C.C. under the mask again.
He then got up and went over to the door. "Let us go and look at my new Knightmare," he said, leading the way to the room where the Knightmares are held.
They all started to go over there, but when he looked inside, he saw the Shinkiro, and it wasn't pink. It was normal as it had always been.
"Why isn't it pink?" asked Kallen as they went in. C.C. turned and looked back at Tamaki.
"You idiot! You painted the wrong one!" said C.C., and then, everyone knew what she meant. They looked a couple down, and they saw the stolen Lancelot that they took in battle was pink in the places that use to be white.
Kallen's whole face lit up with a smile, then she started to laugh, and then tears were coming out of her eyes, and the same thing happened to Lelouch under his mask, and he was soon rolling on the floor with Kallen in laughter at the sight of the once feared Lancelot and it's new paint job. C.C. stood there, irritable, since her plan had failed due to a drunk that couldn't tell the Knightmares apart.
"Oh, you mean, that's not the Shinkiro?" said Tamaki with a dumb look on his face.
"No, Tamaki, that's the stolen Lancelot," said C.C., now rubbing her head from irritability.
Lelouch, on the other hand, was enjoying the laugh that Tamaki had given him, and was, for once, thankful that he'd been a drunk. He hadn't had a laugh like that in a long time.
*Should I continue? Please review and let me know! I won't continue this until I get some reviews.*
(Disclaimer: These characters don't belong to me.)