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Hello Simply Hopeless/Assassin’s Kiss here. I might have to introduce myself from now on as both my usernames from the websites I published for because some major a-hole tried to plagiarize my story last month then tried to make the fiction administration believe I was plagiarizing myself.

Enough of that, you of course know I do not own Code Geass but this story is mine. I really enjoyed typing this story; so I hope you enjoy reading and hopefully replying back to me. *gives you big kitty eyes*

Bad Luck Kitty

Suzaku didn’t know why he was staring at four different shirts on his bed. It wasn’t like he was preparing for a hot date. But even as he thought that, he was leaning towards the forest green t-shirt that would bring out his eyes versus his faded gray Captain America Tee.

“Arthur do you think Lelouch will like me in this? It’s gotten a little tight on me around the bicep and chest area, but maybe it’s a good thing?” he asked hopefully as he pressed the fabric against his chest. Then hung his head low in defeat at the bemused mew Arthur offered him before the sneaky cat tried to claim his master’s sleeping pillow for his own.

“I thought so,” sighed out Suzaku in further defeat. He dropped his shirt and instead began to tug at his curly hair in his growing frustration. He knew deep down that he shouldn’t get so worked up over a ‘cat’.

‘No matter how sexy Lelouch looked in those thigh-high violet socks, he’s still dangerous,’ he thought.

But he was already picturing those milky thighs spread open for him in invitation. How that warm, silky skin would feel against his big, callus hands. Those thigh muscles flexing and bunching as those long legs encircled him in their trap, drawing him ever closer. Slender arms already would encircle his neck and draw him towards a needy kiss against those thin, taunting lips. Maybe he’d slide his own fingers under those violet socks to caress more of that hot flesh, just as his tongue caressed Lelouch’s.

‘Yeah, I’ll slowly roll the socks down to see more of him or… or maybe, maybe I should keep them on. Yes, take everything off but leave the violet socks on. That in a collar with my name on it around his neck,’ he thought before cursing.

“Shit!” he growled out at as Arthur suddenly bit him, interrupting his pleasant daydream. He glared down at the charcoal gray spotted cat before accessing the damage. Thankfully it wasn’t enough to break the skin of his hand but that didn’t stop it from hurting. Arthur looked startled at such profanity, seeing as biting was one of the many ways he tried to get his owner’s attention. He sniffed disdainfully and hopped off the bed, already streaking passed a confused Nunnally.

“Big brother is everything okay?” Nunnally inquired even as she knocked politely on his door to enter.

“Yeah, yeah of course,” Suzaku said distractedly, looking down to see for the first time that he had gotten a hardon. Quickly he plopped onto his bed, pillow on his lap before he gave his sister permission to come in further. “Wh… what’s up sis? I thought you were already asleep?”

“I tried but I’m too excited. I… I really like Rolo, big brother; and every time I think about tomorrow I get butterflies in my stomach. You know that feeling, right? I know it’s not a date but I can’t help getting excited and my excitement just burns away any need to sleep so… so I was wondering if I could sleep in your bed tonight? I… I know I’m too old for that but—” The sandy-haired brunette began to ramble on flustered before her brother was kind enough to interrupt her.

“Of course Nunnally, you’re never too old for that,” Suzaku said, smiling warmly at his little sister. He figured even if she was old and gray he’d still think of her as his little Nunnally. “Do you need help getting on?” he asked already standing.

“No, I can do at least that,” Nunnally said, waving off her brother’s helping hands. She narrowed her violet gaze until he returned back to sitting before she rolled her way to the other side and carefully pushed herself up by her arms. She trembled slightly as she tried to free herself from her seat but ultimately lunged to her side so that her upper body was on the bed. She once more waved away her brother’s hand as she shifted and wiggled until she was sitting up before tugging first one and then the other leg onto the bed.

“Quite the performance,” Suzaku said, applauding her efforts since she refused for him to give her a hand any other way.

“As much as I love to see you smile, I don’t find it amusing big brother. I’m more than old enough to handle these things on my own. I am not my wheelchair,” Nunnally huffed, pouting at Suzaku finding her efforts amusing.

“Nunnally I know that. That’s why I’m so proud to have you as my sister. With everything that’s been happening lately, you’re my one saving grace,” Suzaku said apologetically kissing his sister’s flushed forehead.

“I love you big brother,” Nunnally murmured, hugging him. She was unable to stay upset at Suzaku for long and she could not imagine anyone as sweet and honest as him to be her older brother.

“I love you too but we should sleep now. Don’t want to oversleep, do we?” he said with a soft chuckle. He pulled his covers so that it covered them both before he wrapped his arms around his snuggling sister and drifted off to sleep with seductive cats dancing in his head.

THE NEXT DAY, LATE MORNING

Suzaku quickly threw on the green shirt and wiggled his way into his jeans as quickly as he could, under the close supervision of his already dressed sister.

“We don’t want to be late. It’s already 11:15 and Rolo should already be at work since it’s a Saturday,” Nunnally said, as she vigorously began to brush her sandy brown hair. She hadn’t expected to sleep so long but it had been so comfortable in her brother’s arms that she had gone out like a light.

“Sorry Nunnally. I forgot to set the alarm clock for 9,” Suzaku said as he quickly slipped into his newest sneakers and quickly tied them. “Are you sure you said noon? The place is across town,” Suzaku said distractedly. He had paused to run his fingers through his hair to get rid of his bed hair before he rolled Nunnally out of the room.

“Yes, I asked him for noon because I wanted to bring Rolo a bento that I made last night,” Nunnally informed. She quickly took the reins of her chair and wheeled herself to the kitchen to get her things before she went out the door with her brother close behind.

“Nunnally I want you to do something for me.” Suzaku began as he lifted Nunnally up and into the car before folding up the wheelchair and putting it into the trunk.

“Sure big brother,” Nunnally said, watching as her brother moved to sit in the driver’s seat.

Suzaku waited until he settled into his chair, staring at the steering wheel for a moment or two before he bit the bullet and started to speak. “If you see anything really strange like a cat turning into a man I want you to run. I… Yes, I know this may seem strange but I need you to trust me on this,” Suzaku quickly said, noticing how his sister’s brows wrinkled together in concern for his mental health.

“If you feel that strongly about it then I will,” Nunnally said after a minute or two of looking at each other through the rearview mirror.

“Thanks,” Suzaku sighed out the words in relief before starting the car. His sister’s safety meant everything to him.

FIFTY-FIVE MINUTES LATER, AT THE BLACK KNIGHTS MAGIC SHOPPE

“Hey Rolo,” chirped up Nunnally as soon as she wheeled herself inside the establishment. She turned her head to thank her brother for opening the door for her before wheeling herself close to a small yet somewhat lanky teen who looked up distractedly from his place behind the counter. He had been teasing a jet black cat with a piece of string, a soft chuckle on his lips as he looked at the somewhat annoyed face of the cat when he yanked the string away in the nick of time.

His smile was instantaneous when he looked up at Nunnally. It lit up his big violet eyes before brightening his handsome face. “Hey Naunny, I hoped you didn’t have trouble coming here,” he said, almost distractedly as he quickly lifted his string up from grasping paws, yet again.

“I… I no my brother, he… he… Suzaku where are you,” she cried out, desperately. Her cheeks were flushed pink as she tried desperately to gather her bearings.

“Here I am,” Suzaku quickly replied, offering a sympathetic smile to his sister. He rested his hand on her shoulder to show his support before offering a somewhat friendly smile to the oblivious teen who had stolen his little sister’s heart. He tried his best to focus on the teen’s face and not the feline that he was petting, for fear he might transform before his eyes.

“Well, yes, my brother had brought me here. So really it wasn’t any trouble and look here. I… I made you a bento. I hope you… you like it,” she stumbled out, her blush deepening as she lifted up the purple lacquered box.

“Thanks Naunny. And this is the first time I’ve seen you without our school uniform,” he said, even as he leaned forward on the counter to take up the offered bento box. He lifted the lid and nodded his head in approval to the contents before he leant back and set the dish to the side.

“Is the outfit really weird?” Nunnally asked anxiously. She made a point to ruffle the edge of her skirts. She had wanted to look grownup for Rolo. Make him think of her as more of a woman and less of a middle school classmate that spontaneously blushed and stuttered every time he greeted her.

“That outfit really looks nice on you,” Rolo quickly corrected, seeing how self-conscious Nunnally was getting. He hadn’t meant to upset her, just make a friendly observation. But just as he was about to steer the conversation to safer waters, the black cat decided to interrupt.

Lelouch made another indignant mew for the lost attention; his soft paws now bared sharp claws as he swiped the yarn that had been taunting him all day before dragging it to his mouth to gnaw in victory.

“I’m sorry Lulu; I forgot to introduce you to everyone. I’m Rolo Lamperouge. Nunnally this is the magic shop owner’s cat Lulu. Lulu this is Nunnally, although I personally call her Naunny. And this is her brother Su… Su…” Rolo trailed off, scrunching up his eyebrows in concentration as he tried to recall.

“Suzaku,” the older brunette replied an octave too high. His smile had become tense as his green eyes automatically went to the cat that the teen was trying to introduce to everyone. The one he had tried to avoid eye contact with and was now looking at him with seductive smugness.

How was it that no one could see what he could clearly see? He nearly drooled at the seductive display of the feline on his back, yarn still in his mouth. His slender white shoulders peaked out from the wide collar of a big fuzzy, dove gray sweater that practically engulfed his slender torso and covered slim hips.White fingertips barely peaked out from the sleeves of the sweater that looked like it was meant for someone bigger like a boyfriend’s. Those thin, mocking lips curved in a knowing smile as if to acknowledge only the secret that he and Suzaku were privy too before Lelouch playfully ran his fingertips along his thigh high black and gray Ascot socks.

Those fingers lingered teasingly on the edge of the socks where milky thighs finally appeared before it wrapped around tight black short shorts that were practically hidden by the sweater. Then his fingers slid down to his satiny ankles as the feline stretched, hips thrusting upward, chest concaving in as burning violet eyes watched him intently, almost sleepily as he showed how flexible he was.

‘He doesn’t seem like the type to be referred to as Lulu,’ the brunette thought off-handedly before reality snuck in.

“Suzaku,” Rolo supplied. He offered Suzaku the same sunny smile that was immediately lost on the enchanted brunette.

“It’s more like he owns me than the other way around,” C.C. grumbled. She made a dramatic entrance by cleanly parting the beads of the beaded back door before, pausing with a mysterious smile and an artful tilt of her head. Today she wore a satin navy blue and black scarf dress with the white, winking dots of the constellations and a pair of black gladiator sandals. Her kiwi-green hair was pulled back in a French braid with an all black head scarf tied around to pin down the green wisps that escaped. She felt very mystical and ethereal today as she sauntered confidently into the room.

Her amber gaze took in her new guests, inwardly sighing that they weren’t potential costumers before sparking at who it was instead. Off-handedly she flicked the ear of her cat, smiling as the heated gaze given to Suzaku was redirected towards her. She only offered the annoyed Lelouch a Cheshire’s smile before she turned her gaze to the hapless pizza boy. “Is that a nose bleed?” she said in calm wonderment, as if she were asking about something mundane like the weather. With one hand she offered him a Kleenex from her cleavage; the other hand tapped right under her left nostril, making sure to display her freshly painted black nails with the stars and the phases of the moon she had painted on them after finishing her toenails.

Suzaku blinked owlishly at C.C., his cheeks flushed pink in embarrassment. At the suggestion of C.C. he took the Kleenex offered to him and dabbed at his bleeding nose. “Y… you guys don’t see that?” he stumbled out in confusion.

“I don’t see anything odd big brother. But you should tilt your head back,” Nunnally instructed softly. She gave Rolo a grateful smile when he came from behind the counter to scrape a chair towards the older brunette for him to sit on.

“He’s right there. The cat… He’s laying on the countertop,” Suzaku gesticulated with his free hand. His other hand pressing the Kleenex firmly against his nose as he reluctantly tilted his head back.

“Yes, we all saw that Suzaku; but why did that cause your nose to bleed?” the confused Rolo asked in concern. He rested his slender hand against the older male’s folder as if to check his temperature. He didn’t know how close he came to being punched.

“Yes, tell them why you believe it’s a cause for concern,” insisted C.C., her smile downright lascivious. She knew why only he and Suzaku could see Lelouch in his humanoid form while the others couldn’t. They weren’t magically inclined like C.C. and the new witch candidate. To them all they saw was a cat happily batting a lose yarn string back and forth; not her boss, slowly seducing Suzaku by slowly trailing the yarn down the slender expanse of his milky throat.

“Nunnally you don’t think it’s unusual for a man to be dressed up as a cat?” choked out Suzaku. He wanted to stand and leave since it was obvious that he was losing his mind but he was too afraid it would reveal the bulge he was trying to hide by crossing his legs.

“He can lie on my couch in the backroom. You two, can you stay up front and mind the counter. Here Suzaku, let me help you inside,” C.C. offered, all of the sudden very friendly. She couldn’t just let the poor wretch squirm on the hook for too long. Not when Lelouch couldn’t join in the fun.

“I’m not crazy. I saw him. Your Lulu… No, Lelouch, he was human. He wasn’t just a cat,” Suzaku insisted as C.C. took both of the brunette’s wrists and gave him a firm tug up.

The kiwi-hiared witched snorted at the obvious bulge before she ordered the pizza boy to follow closely behind her. Her hand patting Rolo’s head in thanks as the two young teens looked perplexed at the sudden outburst. Neither noticing when the cat in question slid off the counter to slink right behind them. Only waiting until they were far enough through the beaded door before he spoke up.

“That’s because I’m not just a cat,” chortled Lelouch as he sauntered passed the bewildered pizza boy. He quickly gripped Suzaku by the collar and led him the last few steps to the couch. “Sit,” he ordered before smiling as Suzaku’s legs fell from under him. “Good boy,” he purred out even as he took a perch against the arm of the couch.

“He’s a witch’s cat,” chirped up C.C. helpfully as she leaned over the back of the couch. She then clapped her hands to her mouth when Lelouch gave her a withering glare. The kiwi-haired witch gave him an apologetic look, realizing too late that Lelouch wanted to explain things. “Good luck kiddo, you’ll need it,” she breathed out hurriedly into Suzaku’s ear before disappearing behind the beaded door.

“What’s going on here? Why can’t they see you like… like this,” Suzaku squeaked gesturing wildly at the obvious human form. Despite the satiny black cat ears and tail, it was clear to anyone with two good eyes that Lelouch was more man than beast.

“Only C.C. and you can see me like this,” purred out Lelouch as he abandoned his perch to crawl towards Suzaku who had scooted to the other side. “You have the magic touch and they don’t Suzaku. So just make it easier on yourself and become mine already,” the raven murmured, his lips brushing against Suzaku’s as he soon overcame him. With nimble fingers he was already drawing the brunette’s shirt up and over his head, effectively trapping his arms in the fabric before he slid icy fingers down his sinewy torso before lightly scratching at a dusky brown nipple. His slender, black tail, on the other hand coyly skimmed the edge of his jeans as if the furry appendage couldn’t wait to wrap around something a little bit firmer.

“I…I… I…” Suzaku stuttered out smartly.

Lelouch smirked before he licked Suzaku’s lips teasingly. He gave his bottom lip a playful nip before he suddenly stopped all modes of seduction and carefully withdrew from the flustered human. He looked down at his handwork with an aristocratic tilt of his eyebrow and a smug smirk.

There was definitely something appealing about the obviously dominate brunette being undone by a few breathy words, caresses and nips. Suzaku’s wild curls were further tousled from the shirt that still pinned his arms above his head. His pretty green eyes were half-lidded as he looked heatedly at Lelouch, following the feline’s every movement like a starved dog would a tasty treat. The raven wanted to kiss those pouty lips, to bruise and bite them until they were flushed with passion. But instead he dismissed the human as easy pickings; his slim hips swayed despite being obstructed by the sweater as his fluttering tail lifted up to reveal how little his short shorts covered.

He sashayed up the stairs with Suzaku practically tripping over himself to stand up and follow with a needy whine on his lips. A big hand quickly tossed his carefully picked out shirt to the side before he reached to capture the raven and draw him closer for a hungry kiss. But just as his fingers were about to encircle the tiny wrist engulfed in the soft sweater, someone made him freeze to his spot.

“Aniki, where do you think you are going? Shirtless! Did C.C. say you could explore upstairs half-naked,” Nunnally scolded lightly as she rolled through the beaded door. She had wanted to check on her older brother and see if he was okay. Her concern had only heightened since Suzaku cautioned her in the car earlier about the cat that might turn into a man. The way he looked so flustered after the black cat, he was holding, gave him a kitty kiss with his sandpaper tongue made her think that something honestly upset him. Inwardly she blamed herself for insisting on taking her brother here when it was obvious that something about this place or the feline clearly spooked him.

Lelouch smirked down at the befuddled brunette before wiggling out of his grasp and darting up the stairs. He smiled mockingly from a choice spot on the top of the stairs as the brunette tried to stumble out a reason why he was in such a situation. The witch’s cat knew his flustered look came from another playful lick at his lips when it was clear the brunette demanded a kiss. But what they knew and what Nunnally knew, with her non-magic self, was totally different and highly amusing if Lelouch dared say so himself.

“I told him to take off his shirt because he looked hot and flustered. I hope you didn’t mind,” C.C. offered, coming to save the day as she entered from what appeared to be the kitchen. She held up a sopping wet cloth and a bowl of water, thrusting both into Suzaku’s hands to Lelouch’s disappointment. “I was making him water to cool him and had asked him to get aspirin from the bathroom, right Suzaku?” the kiwi-haired witch insisted, looking pointedly at Suzaku.

The brunette blinked stupidly at C.C.’s insistent look. Some of the water that sloshed onto him when she had forced the bowl into his hands was slowly trickling down his muscled torso and dampening a bit of his pants. But that was nothing to the disappointed look of Lelouch who silently walked passed him without a glance his way, to join Rolo in the magic shop. “Um… yeah, yeah,” Suzaku agreed after what seemed like a lifetime. He didn’t know what the hell was going on but apparently C.C. had saved his bacon.

“Oh, well, if that’s it then… Maybe you should lay down big brother if you really aren’t feeling well. If I had known you weren’t feeling well then I would have never…” Nunnally trailed off guiltily. She hadn’t meant to doubt her Aniki’s sanity when it was clear from what C.C. was saying, that he must be sick. “I… I’ll go wait up front and when you are ready we can leave,” she murmured timidly. She offered him a comforting, yet weak smile before rolling back to the magic shop through the beaded doors. Her head turned more than once to look in concern at her dumbstruck brother before she disappeared.

“Nunnally…” Suzaku said a moment too late. He was ready to set the bowl and washcloth to the side to follow his sister and explain to her it wasn’t her fault. But C.C. caught his wrist in a surprisingly strong grip. “Let go, I have to explain.”

“Explain what, Suzaku? That you’re infatuated with a cat? She can’t see what we can because you have a magical gift that allows you to see the real him when Rolo and she can’t. Besides, I can tell just by looking at you and your slow responses that you are thinking with the wrong head, Suzaku,” she lightly scolded, finally releasing his wrist. She looked smugly at him with her amber gaze when Suzaku had turned to fully face her, his eyebrows wrinkled in concern.

“Why me? Why now? I didn’t ask for this… want this. I want him, b… but not if it’s like this,” he stumbled out. Sure he was very much attracted to the tease that was Lelouch. But he hadn’t asked to be different from Nunnally and put that look of guilty concern on her heart-shaped face. ‘If there was just a way to make things right…’ he thought, hoping the kiwi-haired woman could help him out.

“You’re having second thoughts already? That’s disappointing since Lelouch really does like you. But what he likes more is a challenge and the more you fight this, what you could have if you just give in, then he’ll chase you all the more. It’s inevitable that you will be his body and soul,” she sighed out regretfully, knowing it firsthand.

She knew that she was the one who had guided the witch cat towards the hapless pizza guy but she couldn’t help feeling a smidgeon of guilt towards doing it. But once Lelouch’s interest was piqued and he sensed interest, he locked onto his prey harder until he gave in.

“And if I refuse?” Suzaku said stubbornly, lifting up his chin after he had finished putting back on his t-shirt. He didn’t believe in easily giving in, especially when it worried Nunnally so.

“ Let me spell it out for you, you little fool. He’s a cat… a natural predator even if you take away his magical qualities. Cats like to do what with their prey?” C.C. asked, spoon feeding the question to the dense brunette.

“Chase?” Suzaku asked, slightly perplexed what this having to do with him refusing.

“Bingo. You might think you’re the big man on campus and can easily resist Lelouch and his brand of charm; but you can’t. You didn’t, just a few minutes ago. You were already tripping over yourself to follow him upstairs and climb into his bed. I’d say play as if you’ve lost interest in him to shake him off your tail; but he’s way smarter then you and you’d probably make a piss poor actor. So all I can suggest is try to resist him as long as possible before you bargain with him. I wish someone had told me to try to get something out of this inevitable deal before he literally owns your ass,” C.C. suggested sagely then smiled mischievously as she gave Suzaku’s ass a smack.

“Good luck sitting down the first week or so after Lulu-chan get’s a hold of you,” snickered the kiwi-haired witch mysteriously before disappearing through the beaded door.

Suzaku stared at that door for a few moments, his mind processing the sting from his rump before finally C.C.’s last words dawned on him.

“Wait?! Wha… I’m supposed to be the bottom?!” the brunette practically screeched only to hear C.C. cackling in the magic shoppe.

A/N: Poor Suzaku is so slow on the uptake that he doesn’t stand a chance against Lelouch’s seduction skills and C.C.’s desperate need to get out of her contract. Meh, well I hope you enjoy and look forward to your comments. This is actually a little bit longer than my usual chapter here so I’m expecting juicy reviews in compensation. ^^
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