Aeyra

I'm going to be completely honest here. By the time I got to the pizza, I was like 'Don't feel like doing this anymore....' So the pizza isn't even shaded. I don't even know how to draw pepperoni right... It'd just be red dots. XD

Maybe even grandfather! XD

AyuCon... Guess its kind of like MitsuAi(which I support). I do see your reasoning, and it's interesting. I hope the DB do get a good ending (hopefully tailing Shinichi and becoming his apprentices. XD). But I still don't like AyuCon. If Ayumi is a mini-Ran, I'd rather throw Shinichi with the bigger version. And I'm not really an xConan fan. I'm a xShinichi fan. XD (there is a difference!)

I thought 'Lelouch is dead. CC talking to air does not disrupt my beliefs!'

****************** "Nero, sweetie, feel better?" asked Ari, swinging her legs as she sat on the edge of his bed. "They managed to get all of that poison out of your bloodstream. It would have killed any normal person, but lucky you got all those resistance shots as a kid, right?" "Sure," muttered Nero, rubbing his head, yawning. "So, what's the story? Did you rescue my friends yet?" "Kei's on it. You know he can handle it. A helicopter, three people to save-" "Four," corrected Nero. "We picked up a... stray if you know what I mean." "Hm? Why?" asked Ari curiously. "She was part of that memory flashbomb prototype test group, so we knew her. She's nothing too special, but she's still learning." "I see." Ari looked out the window, putting on a pair of tinted glasses. "Kei's got them." "Hm? Is he using those again? The stealth wings?" "As always. Those are his favorites. He's set up an ambush on the ground too. Those anti-Organizationists stand no chance. Kei's the world's number one assassin." She smiled, looking out fondly. "You're blushing, sis," teased Nero, falling back into the familiar family cadences of the past. "You should just tell Kei you like him." "I don't! He's just annoying. You're the reason I even bother to put up with him," pouted Ari, looking away. "Then I have no idea how you survived the last three years. By the way, do you have my-" "Coffee, yes. I got you a pumpkin spice Frappochino- you need to try something new." She picked the large off the floor and handed it to him. "You need some variety." He rolled his eyes, sipping up the caffeinated beverage with joy. "Thanks, even if it isn't as great as mocha with chocolate, caramel, whipped cream, extra-" "Shut up," said Ari playfully, poking Nero in the side. "Stop whining." "I'm not whining. I'm lamenting over how much better our reunion would be if I just had one extra large mocha Frappochino with chocolate and caramel and whipped cream-" "I'm not falling for the puppy eyes." Ari pointed her chin up and looked away. "They are not-" Nero started to stick out his lower lip and had an even more startling resemblance to a begging puppy. "Fine. You win." "Yay! I knew they'd work." "Hm?" Ari's phone rang. "Oh Kei, mission completed? You crashed the helicopter? Oh, you jumped out with a parachute while managing to keep everybody from smashing their heads against the cement. Lovely. Just get back here after making sure all of those enemies are dead. See you later, Kei!"' "Just tell him you like him already," sighed Nero, smiling. "Shut up, Nero! He was joking, Kei, joking." She put down the phone. "The call wasn't over yet!" "Why do you think I said it?" "You are an insufferable brat just like always." Nero just smiled. **************** Ari's like his family, so he's pretty happy to see her again. Kei is someone he trusts, so he knows everybody is safe. Therefore, Nero is happy. (I mean... I gave him coffee... Nero deserves some coffee.)

I come back from the dead too. Remember that time you shot me in the head? But it's not a challenge, because there's only so many times you can try to kill a person and still make it sound not cheesy. And you wouldn't be able to confirm his 'death' right now until after your jaunt in the helicopter (and Ari and Kei are armed!) so Nero is safe! And he'll come up with a plan! Write, Moho! I wanna write more about Nero!!

Thanks. The harder Moho tries to kill him, the harder I'll try to keep him alive. Which I can, with artistic license! Mwahahahahahaha! I think that's what it's called... *thinks* Nero shall not die! He is awesome! (and I shall be as protective of him as Ari. )

I thought I said the only thing you weren't allowed to do was kill my precious Nero... ... I'm saving him. I'm just as determined to keep him alive as you are to kill him. ********** "Hey, Ari, do you see that too?" asked the tan-haired teen. "That thing falling out of the helicopter?" "Yeah, I see it, Kei," answered the girl, quickly grabbing a bedsheet. "Grab the other end. It could be something important. It dropped from the enemy helicopter after all. Quickly, Kei!" "Got it!" The boy grabbed the blanket and held it tight just in time catch the falling bundle, stopping its drop mere feet away from the ground. The girl quickly unzipped the white bag, gasping as she revealed its contents. "Nero!" She lifted him out of the bag and checked for a pulse, finding one, slow and irregular, but still pumping. "Don't worry, big sister Ari is here, Nero," she cooed to his unconscious form. "Kei, start driving! I think our Nero has some sort of drug on him or something!" "Got it!" The boy got into the car, and Ari followed suit, holding Nero in her arms, the boy looking small against her tall frame. "God, why do you think they dropped him out of a helicopter?" "How am I supposed to know? Drive to the base faster, we don't know what they put on our little Nero. If something happens to him, I'm blaming you!" snapped Ari, gray eyes flashing. "It's okay, Nero, everything is going to be all right." "One would think you'd stop babying him by this point. It's been like- three years since you've last seen him, and he's fifteen. He doesn't need to be babied." "Do I hear jealousy, Kei? Just because my little brother is a few years older doesn't mean he isn't my little brother anymore!" "He's not even your little brother. You just like to call him that!" "He might as well be. I'm the one he adores you know. And he called me Big Sister Ari when he was six." "Mmph," mumbled Nero, moving slightly, managing to open his eyes the teensiest bit. The drug had been powerful, but Nero had been raised to resist such things. "Nero! You're awake!" Ari cheered, hugging him tightly. "You made me so worried!" "Ari?" whispered Nero, feeling as if he'd been hit by a truck. "What are you doing here? And why were you do loud? Are you and Kei fighting again?" "When aren't we fighting?" muttered the boy from the front seat. "I swear, she's at my neck 24/7." "Nero, sweetie," started the older teenage girl, "we were here to pick you up from that taxi, but we arrived just in time to see that helicopter. So we followed it, and you came falling out of it?" "I... did...?" Nero was slowly fading back into unconsciousness, his older 'sister's' face swirling out of focus. "It's okay, Nero, sleep if you want," whispered Ari, laying her fingers over his eyelids and closing them. "When you wake up, you'll be okay." ******** I thought of Ari and Kei a while ago. I just never bothered to introduce them. They're the group Nero was originally in, the prodigy group. They're meant to be his subordinates, and they're pretty loyal to him. (Ari loves to coddle him. She's like, nineteen, and treats him like a beloved little brother. ) No killing my Nero, Moho! That is not allowed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I guess. I didn't even think that Lelouch could be the cart driver before I read forum comments. If you think too hard about it, you start getting confused. But I believe Lelouch is dead. I would feel cheated if he lived. What was that touching monologue by Kallen and Nunnally's heartbreaking crying for then? That's my opinion. Wonder why C.C. was talking to air... She must be very bored. I was thinking something... Why didn't C.C. give her Code to Mao? His Geass was dominant in both eyes, and he would have taken it if it made her happy. It would get rid of his Geass (which drove him crazy) and CC could have her wish granted. I probably forgot some explaining detail, but that just makes me wonder. Why wait for Lelouch?

Okay, I drew C.C. because my RL friend told me to! (because CC is her favorite character... Don't know why. ) Please leave comments!

My fanfic has Lelouch being brought back to life... ... Though I won't say why. Wanna see it?

I personally don't think Lelouch got a Code... He would have come back to life after being stabbed, and I'm pretty sure people would check to see if he was dead or not. It would also be extremely unfair to everyone, because they all would think he's dead- he does care about Nunnally, Kallen, and Suzaku. If Lelouch did receive a Code, he probably passed it on to Suzaku, because he was going on about 'sacrifice your happiness eternally' and all that 'be Zero forever' stuff. Lelouch is not bad enough a person to have taken a Code and selfishly live on with letting everyone else know. I mean... At the very least, he'd tell Nunnally, right? I think CC was just talking to air or something. Her words don't make much sense no matter what context you use them in.

Okay. ... My turn. ********* Nero's heart was pounding. He was still awake- honestly, he had kept a special air purifier in his mouth, which filtered out the sleeping gas, leaving him with nothing but good clean oxygen. After all, he'd been warned beforehand of the sleeping gas, and had thought to keep his handy piece of equipment with him. What he hadn't expected was that the driver wasn't from the Organization after all. He knew he couldn't open his eyes or show any sign of consciousness. His chance would come when he was loaded onto the helicopter, and they were occupied with steering the thing. He had a secret communicator in his pocket, and loath as he was to the idea, it would contact the organization and get them out of this mess. But was it really the best idea? What that teen said was right. With himself out of the equation, and the horrible memories washed away, everyone else had chances at normal, happy lives, lives free of gunfire and constant fear, lives where they could live in peace and just enjoy themselves, lives that Nero had tried to grant them for the past few days. Shouldn't he let them have that gift of joy eternally, sacrifice himself for his friends? "You guys are the greatest thing that ever happened to me." Those were his words to Chaos. He hadn't been lying. He'd only been half-human before that, only half-aware of all the sins he committed daily, looking down at his evil deeds with a trace of a smile. When he was sent to their group to humble himself and to test his charisma and deception skills, he didn't think his mask would become his reality, that his deception would become the truth. His friends had changed his life. Shouldn't he change theirs? "It's a promise... A promise to live." Those were his last words with Chaos, the only thing he could even hope to guarantee. To live, to make it to the day where they could be reunited, to survive, no matter long it would take. Wasn't that his obligation too? To survive? To live on, for the sake of his mutual oath with Chaos? Did it matter when Chaos would lose his memory in due course anyways? Forget him? Forget everything? Forget... Laela...? Suddenly, Nero's mind snapped into focus, remembering his friend's sorrow, remembering how many times he'd wanted to take away that pain, remembering wishing it had all never happened. He felt as if he'd matured twofold in the span of seconds. How could he be so naïve? If he let these people steal away his friend's memories, steal away their pasts, everything that made them who they were, that defined them, we're their very essence? The source of their willpower, determination, courage, desires, dreams? How did he even dare think of himself as their friends when he had even considered letting all of that being taken from them? He couldn't let it happen, and he knew how he would escape, and take his friends with him. The one moment he was sure they weren't paying attention, sure they wouldn't see him slipping out of his bonds, calling upon the Organization to free them, he'd make his move. The Organization would separate them, but they'd still have their memories, and they'd be alive. That was what mattered. Not fake happiness, close to guaranteed it may be, but even just a chance genuine happiness, something that had to be earned, something that wasn't acquired easily. A cool swish of wind brushed his skin as the helicopter took off, and he risked opening his eyes a mere slit. They was one pair of feet next to him. And there had only been four voices, so that signified at most, there were two other people in the back with them. Luckily for Nero, he could be patient. He would wait as long as it took, and act the moment he could, to free himself and his friends. He would not let their most important things be stolen.

***************** "To the airport," said Nero quietly, slipping into the van. "Try and get there quick, our flight is soon." "Sure kid," answered the driver, unlocking the door for the others. "You guys all ready to? Luggage in the back and everything?" "Yes, we're good," Chaos replied, closing the door quietly. "We're all prepared." Aeyra sat uneasily- there was an ominous atmosphere settling into the car, something she just couldn't shake off. It was as if a storm was building, but she couldn't see or hear it, only feel the cool rush of a foreboding wind against her skin, watch the birds flee, flying towards sheltering trees, listen as the earth grew silent. She didn't know what the storm would bring. But she thought for sure Chaos and Nero did. She caught that intense gaze they had shared for the smallest of seconds, like a farewell, an apology, an acknowledgement of forgiveness, a promise. Verdant green clashing with mystic blue, exchanging countless emotions and words in the smallest of moments. Emotions and words she could never hope to understand. What was so important about this one trip to the airport? They had already gone through this meticulous routine several times in the past few weeks, each as uneventful as the last. Was something about to happen? Was the storm about to break? What awaited them? "I'm going to take a shortcut- there's traffic on the main road," explained the driver, turning onto a little-used side route, a roughly paved street that led into dark shadows and gave a creepy feeling that it was devoid of life. Then, a few minutes in, they stopped, the car pausing in a dead end. Confused, Aeyra looked around, and wondered if the driver had made a mistake. He was smiling, and put on a gas mask. Pressing a button, the vehicle immediately started to fill with a sweet-smelling gas, and Aeyra struggled to stay awake. Nero looked alarmed, slightly swaying as he struggled to unbuckle his seatbelt. Chaos's eyelids were drooping, though it was obvious he was trying his hardest to keep them from closing. The driver took out a phone, and started typing a message couldn't see. The storm had broke- and she lost consciousness, slipping quickly out of reality. ***** I intentionally left it kind of sketchy so Moho can do what he wants with his plans. But he's not allowed to kill Nero, that's the only rule. I'm not against anything else.

That was the word I was looking for! CC is more like a teacher! (a passive one, but still)

I see that pairing as more of a... More of a... Hmm... Platonic friendship? I mean... C.C. is all... Apathetic, and Lelpuch doesn't do much to improve that mood. He only gets emotional every once in a while. Kallen is great for him though. She was the one he tried to kiss when what I call his 'Refrain depression', not C.C. who'd be both more accessible, and had already kissed him before. Also, he told Kallen to live on, was strongly affected by her kiss, and she makes him more human. She knows who he is, and understands his losses, is his greatest asset, and she loves him. I mean, if Lelouch had told her to, hadn't intentionally thrown her away to keep her safe, she would have willingly followed him to hell, even if she was just to be his tool. I guess I like Kallen too much. Confirmation: Kallen is my 2nd fav, Lelouch is demoted to third. Suzaku stays where he is because I can't stop watching him being the most epic character on screen.

I can't wait to start! I'll most likely be doing a fanart for the person I get. XD I want the name soon... *twiddles fingers* I really, really wanna start...

He only died symbolically. He's alive. Anyone else like LelouchxKallen? I've found the most amazing AMVs for them. :3

It's not actually that big of a surprise once you think about it. And we've just about revealed all that in lengthy rants.

**************** "Okay Chaos, wake up, it's time to head to the airport!" announced Nero cheerfully, throwing the blankets off of the bed, tossing it into the air. "We're heading back to New York City." "Let me sleep longer," mumbled Chaos, curling into a ball to retain some body heat. "Ten minutes." "I've already let you sleep an extra fifteen," whined Nero, reaching over to poke his friend, who stifled a surprised squeal. "Everyone's ready, 'cept you. You can sleep on the way there." "Nero... Did everyone already leave? Or are they outside, waiting?" asked Chaos curiously, hearing the shaky undertone of Nero's voice. "They're waiting in the taxi," answered Nero carefully, maintaining a smile. "Waiting for you." "Nero, tell me what's been up with you the past few days. You're not acting normal, and don't say it's nothing. You can't lie to me. " "But it is n-" "Don't, Nero. Don't hold it all in. I can see it behind your eyes. If you won't tell me willingly, I'll make you." "Promise you won't run. That was the promise," whispered Nero, looking away from his friend. "They said they wouldn't kill you that way." "They." Chaos's eyes widened in fear as he realized who 'they' was. "They threatened you, didn't they? And you're giving us back to them?!" "I thought you'd prefer life to death. And... That way I'll at least be able to see you again once I gain more power in the Organization." "We can make it! We can still run!" "Chaos," murmured Nero, sounding as if he were in pain. "If that option were possible, I'd have taken it. I'd have been on the run for the rest of my life. But they knew where we were, exactly where, and I don't want to lose any of you. You guys are the greatest thing that ever happened to me. And Chaos, you were my very first friend. I'm going to miss you. Make sure you keep yourself alive." "I'll try my best," replied Chaos quietly, looking down, letting his blond locks fall into his face. "You can't die either, okay?" "It's a promise." They shook hands, both feeling as if they were in the verge of crying, but no tears would come. "A promise to live."

The mystery's getting really exciting! But I'm still hopeless at deduction, as always. (I fall for every trick Gosho puts in there... I didn't even think Conan could be faking till I came to this page. -.-' Perhaps I should start thinking while I read this stuff...)

80.8 years is the average age of a female in America. 80.8*365.25=29512.2 days total. 14.1666666*365.25=5357 days lived. (approx.) So... I have about 24155 days left to live. That's plenty of time.

I loved Schneizel's talk with the Black Knights. It led to a great LelouchxKallen moment. I liked... ... Both seasons. I also really just loved random Student council events. <3 Suzaku dressed as a cat.

... Suzaku let her win. But because she's Kallen (and Kallen is awesome) I'll let it slide.