Eighteen

“I don’t think you should go in right now.” Leopold looked up to see an arm blocking his way. Frowning, he glared at the owner of said arm, who no longer loomed over him but was only a few inches taller. Irritation flashing across his face – as much as Alexei Aleksandrovich didn’t like it,…

17: Congratulations

“So how was school?” Leopold glanced up from the pizza pan he’d nearly finished off at the familiar voice. Swallowing, he shrugged and replied that it had been alright. He didn’t really mind Alexei all that much, but there were times when it felt as if he were trying too hard to fill in the…

16: Dangerous Animals

The sun had just risen over the city skyline when the door swung open, letting in a chilly autumn breeze. Shivering, C.C. glanced up the POS records she’d been looking over when her heart nearly seized. The blood draining from her face, she stood, frozen in the doorway, as he hesitantly stood by the door…

15: Missing

“And so to conclude this staff meeting, are there any questions or comments any of you would like to make?” Shifting her glasses up onto the top of her head, she looked up to see a single hand raised amongst the staff. Pursing her lips, she called on him. “Alexei.” “I know no one’s going…

Pie Fourteen: Liability

“Why didn’t you tell me?” “I’m sorry, I didn’t know that being partners meant having to get permission from you on everything.” She tried to move past him, but a hand came out so fast, the box of lettuce shifted an inch back. C.C. glanced up; this was an unusual display of physical aggression. Was…

Pie Thirteen: Necessity

“You’ve been spending quite some time with C.C. these days.” Her son sat quietly as he carefully avoided her piercing eyes. Folding her hands, she lazily fanned herself. “We all saw the way you two were looking at each other. Very peculiar for two people who’ve just recently agreed to break their vows.” “Then be…

Pie Twelve: Picturesque

“And this is something you’ve talked about with him?” Milly looked at her friend over the smooth oak of the desk as she crossed her legs. C.C., inspecting her nails, nodded. She sat back in her seat; huh. She’d heard from Suzaku how Lelouch had been thinking of relinquishing his share of Ambrosia – news…

Pie Ten: Addiction

Oh, man, I started this such a long time ago but couldn’t finish it until now.

Pie Seven: Delivery

There is no linear plot to this story, and if there is, it’s riddled with holes.