Chapter 6: Lelouch's Nightmare

(A/N: I have nothing to say)

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Code Geass

Lelouch's pov

I was dreaming. I had to be. My surroundings were of Japan, familiar buildings and landmarks surrounded me. It was cloudy out, a thunderstorm was approaching. I was not myself though. I couldn't be. My gaze was so from so high up.

No one was outside. I couldn't see people walking the street, but I could hear them. And then I could see people, but they looked so generic, just black and white on an otherwise dully colored environment.

And then from out of a side alleyway Kallen appeared. She looked up in my direction and screamed and ran.

What? What is it? What did she see? I demanded to know. The words would not formulate out loud only in my mind. My vision zoomed towards Kallen.

Everything went black.

When I could see, my vision was hazy, but I could see Kallen on the ground pinned to the ground by an invisible force.

What made this so frightening is that I couldn't see what was attacking her. Why couldn't I do anything? This was my dream so why wasn't I in it?

An ever familiar roar echoed through my dream. It was a hollow's roar. Kallen screamed, but I couldn't hear what she was shouting. I could only assume she was calling for help.

No! Get away from her! Get away! I shouted internally at the hollow. Nothing I did was doing anything.

"Kallen!" I bolted upright, panting. The sun was out. I was in my dorm. I had awoken. I put my hand up and covered my eye with my palm. "What the hell was that?" I wondered aloud.

I had no time to think on it. It was a dream. A bad dream. Problem was I had had this dream twice before and both times the person in my dream had been generic as well Three years have passed since I first came to the Soul Society and by extension the Seireitai. Today was the start of my 4th year in the Shino Academy.

I hadn't seen any of the captains or other persona I had met since my time coming here. The only exception was Rox-sensei who had been my kendo tutor in year 1. I was so bad at kendo my first year I was forced into extra lessons.

My stamina is still below average, but at least I can get through a 100 yard dash without feeling like I'm going to die. I'm not all that great at shunpo. A few of those and I'm wheezing like a dog, but I can cover a lot of ground with them so it's not a total loss. My Hakuda is pretty weak too. I can't straight up punch or kick to save my life, but one aspect of the technique I'm very good at doing is flowing around my opponent like a river around a stone and using their own mass against them. I learned that just this past semester and I'm still trying to get better at it.

If that was all I could do I would've been thrown out of here after my first semester, but I have two saving graces. As I predicted on my first day, I am exceptional at Kido. In fact I'm top of my class in Kido. Currently my best was my ability to use Bakudo 63, Sajo Sabaku, followed up by Hado 11 Tsuzuri Raiden. It's a very practical combo and I can do it without an incantation; something unheard of for a student to be capable of.

Beyond that I've pretty much learned almost everything there is to know about the Soul Society. I'm like a sponge absorbing the water around it. That is my second saving grace: my intellect. Every test I take comes back with a high mark.

On top of my two saving graces my progress with my Zanpakuto is just about normal. I still haven't managed to get a clear entry into my inner world, but my sword has changed significantly when I first received it. The guard is a perfect square with golden plating. The handle is a vibrant red and attached to the hilt is a leaf green metallic ring.

I keep to myself most of the time. I've tutored some people in the academic classes at their behest, but other than that I really don't have anyone I care to call a friend, not that I need one anyway. I'm better on my own without someone to worry about or drag me down. It's a little liberating having no worries. I could almost call this life a paradise.

The 'almost' came from one particular thing. Despite the liberating feeling of not having to carry the baggage of another person, I kept having a longing feeling eat away at me. I had turned the world I left behind into a paradise, but for one person I know that that paradise was missing something and she knew that that something was me; just as this paradise is missing her.

I got dressed, walked over to the door, slid it open and looked up at the shining sun.

"I finally gave you the world I always wanted to give you," I said solemnly, "but to do so that world must exist without me." I closed my eyes and headed to class.

2 years and 10 months later

I was having that awful dream again for the 8th time. The one where there's a hollow attacking Kallen and there's nothing I can do. She can't see the hollow. She's screaming out in pain. It's going to eat her and for some reason I'm unable to get myself to do anything to help her. There's one possibility, but I refuse to accept that the hollow in this dream is me.

For the first time since I've had this recurring nightmare blood sprays, but not from Kallen's body. The hollow's arm is cut off and she is rescued. A Soul Reaper rescues her, but disappears before I'm able to properly identify the person. And the next thing I know there's a sword being swung right in my face.

"Aah!" I bolt awake, with a short scream. I look around. It's still dark out. There are still several hours I graduate from the academy and find out my potential assignments. If I don't like what I see, or if no squad will take me, I can join a reconnaissance division until my skills improve.

Of course graduation was not what was on my mind right now.

"I hate that dream," I growled grabbing my hair. After the 6th time I had that dream, which was about a year and a half ago, I saw a school psychologist about it. None of his interpretations make sense though.

To start off I do NOT have unresolved sexual tension towards Kallen. There was none there to begin with. Secondly I do not feel like I failed her either. I gave Kallen, Nunnally and everyone else a paradise at the cost of my own life. And what makes even less sense is this being a repressed memory. I think I would remember being frozen in place watching Kallen struggle against, what would've appeared to both of us at that time, an invisible force.

I figured I would have to get used to having it until I could figure out for myself what it meant. I decided six months ago that when I finally met my Zanpakuto that I would ask him…her…it…whatever what my dream meant. Zanpakuto spirits are a part of us. They could be the parts we wish to deny, the parts we revere, the parts we have not yet become, but will become, or they could be the an opposite representation of us. What we could have become had we acted differently. It also is stated that such things influence a Zanpakuto's appearance. If that's the case, and my Zanpakuto turns out to be a representation of my opposite self and resembles Suzaku in any way. After my first meeting I will run myself through.

I refuse to accept that I could've been naïve as him had things gone differently for me. Suzaku was naïve and foolish. No one survives through the world by being idealistic. I learned that lesson the moment I was cast out from the empire. No…maybe even before that I was already a tainted child.

I sighed, tired of thinking about such things and turned over and went to sleep.

I awoke a few hours later and walked to the graduation ceremony, taking my seat in between a girl by the name of Lanska, Sakura and a guy by the name of Kuzuma, Akaze. The captain overseeing this year's graduation was the Captain of Squad 6, Kuchiki Ginrei. He was an elderly man with a bushy mustache and shoulder length white hair. I sat in my seat waiting patiently, calling out each student by full name along with the captain, having memorized each student's name and at least one thing about them, much like I had done at Ashford, and clapped as they received their official Soul Reaper uniform, which appeared to be a substitute for your typical graduation diploma. I waited patiently until I was called up to the stage. Kuchiki-taicho called my name and I walked up the aisle turned right and up onto the stage to receive my uniform. However, as I made to walk offstage Kuchiki-taicho stopped me by grabbing my shoulder.

"Hold on a second boy." He told me. I stood at attention. He turned to address the rest of the graduating class. "Besides just his uniform Lamperouge Lelouch is the top student in his Kido class for all six years, his skill outshined even that of the top tier curriculum students. He is also the valendictorian of this year's graduating class, again surpassing the students in the top tier curriculum. Therefore, as is required should such feats be achieved, on behalf of both the Head Captain himself and the Central Forty Six Lamperouge Lelouch my vice-captain and I present you with the following." As Kuchiki-taicho spoke, his lieutenant, who was also his son, Kuchiki Sojun, walked up in front of me, holding a rectangular box. Kuchiki-fukutaicho opened the box. Inside was a small gray vest with the emblem of the Kido Corps on either side of it. There was also a silver metal kite-shield shaped object commemorating my title as valedictorian. "For your academic achievements we grant you this plaque, crafted in silver and engraved in your honor. We also present this vest, commemorating your achievements in Kido. Wear it proudly with the rest of your official uniform." Kuchiki-fukutaicho closed the box and handed it to me.

I bowed low to both men. "I am honored to receive such a reward for my efforts, despite the fact that I expected none. Thank you."

"Please grant your applause to Lamperouge Lelouch!" Kuchiki-fukutaicho told the graduating class. It was a loud applause and I liked the sound of it. It reminded me of the days I spent when the Black Knights would chant the word 'Zero' over and over again whenever I gave a rallying speech.

After the graduation ceremony I wasted no time changing into my official uniform and putting on my awarded vest. Sitting next to my room there was an empty trunk so I could pack my belongings, along with a list taped to it which listed my potential assignments. It wasn't surprising that I was welcomed into the Kido corps with open arms, but I would be more satisfied having a rank amongst the main branches of the Gotei. I looked at the list. "Let's see here," I said out loud and looked at the list and my final standing report. Kido and Intelligence were listed to be of perfect rank. My Kendo, Hakuda and Shunpo were listed as Below Average, but numeric wise my Hakuda was the best out of the three. My Zanjutsu was average, but not dead center average. Not every student graduated with a fully mature sealed Zanpakuto. And my spiritual power was listed to be of normal class. Due to these factors, minus the Kido and the intelligence, it wasn't surprising that I wasn't getting any potential seated officer assignments, even from Yoruichi, Hirako-taicho and Kyoraku-taicho.

Akari-taicho on the other hand was offering me a seated position. She was granting me the rank of 20th seat.

I broke out into a deviant smile. "Well that settles it then."

I dragged the trunk into my bedroom and packed the belongings I would be taking with me to the 10th Division. I didn't have much: just some books, a chess set, my lockbox, and my contact lens kit, which was just a glass bowl that I would run under the tap water. I never took my special lenses out, ever. The risk could not be taken.

After I packed I took my trunk with me to the 10th Division. I wondered if Akari-taicho remembered me. We had only met once and I hadn't seen her since, but I guess I would know when I arrived.

According to the instructions we were given a few days before graduation, we were supposed to hand it the assignment sheet we found with the trunk for our belongings and give it to the captain of the division we were entering, or whomever was overseeing new recruits for the day.

Everyone else was probably partying with Sake and the like. I was eager to beat the crowds and move into the 10th Division barracks. By the time I arrived though, going by the sun's position, it was already the middle of the afternoon.

The guards in front of the barracks granted me entrance once I showed them the paper indicating my acceptance into the squad. They led me to an empty room in the barracks. It was a little more spacious than my dorm room and it was fully furnished. I had two bookshelves, my own bathroom, a desk, a twin bed, ample lighting, and a grandfather clock. I went through my desk drawers and found that I already had been given a few things courtesy of the captain, including a roster sheet of all the seated officers in the squad, a list of my responsibilities, a subscription to the 9th Division's Seireitai Communication headed by Vice Captain Kuna Mashiro, the most recent edition of which was in one of the drawers, a map of the division and also a freshly baked obligatory pastry. It was an apple Danish.

I ate the treat, licked my fingers of the excess sugar, washed my hands, set up my new living quarters the way I wanted it, and then headed off for the captain's office. The door was wide open. Akari-taicho hadn't changed a bit since I last saw her. She was sitting at her desk and seemed to be focused on her paperwork so I knocked on the side of the wall rather than just barging in.

"If the door is open you're allowed in." she said.

I walked in and stood in front of her desk. "Akari-taicho. I don't know if you remember me. I'm Lamperouge Lelouch, we met about six years ago."

Akari-taicho lifted her head up and looked at me. She smiled. "Of course I remember you Lelouch." She was ecstatic to see me. "Why else do you think I gave you a seated officer's position? I'm very glad you decided to become part of my division. Do you think you can handle the responsibility, the authority, and the ability needed to be a seated officer?"

"Hai, Akari-taicho!" I saluted.

"Glad to hear it," she said and then shouted, "Yuna! Lelouch is here!" She looked back at me. "You remember Yuna right?"

"Of course I remember Homura-fukutaicho." I said.

"You…remember me?" I looked to see Homura-fukutaicho standing in the doorway.

"Oh. Yuna. Good, you heard me." Akari-taicho gestured to me. "Do you remember Lamperouge Lelouch? You met him six years ago on the day of his entrance exam."

"I…I don't really…I am sorry Lelouch-san." she responded. She covered her mouth with her sleeve.

I see that shy side of hers hasn't changed. I observed. "It's ok if you don't. We only met once. I think the meeting meant more to Akari-taicho than it did to you." I told Homura-fukutaicho.

"Yuna, don't lie." Akari-taicho sighed, "You were the one who came back to the barracks and gave me a whole speech about how I should've recruited Lelouch right then and there."

Homura-fukutaicho's response was a let less reserved than all of her previous statements had been in the brief time I had known her. "But…I'm still not used to him…yet."

"Ok, but don't tell him you don't remember him. You'll hurt his feelings." Akari-taicho told Homura-fukutaicho.

She lied? I didn't even notice.

"Anyway, you might as well get used to him while you have the time. Mind showing Lelouch around the division?"

"But taicho shouldn't we wait until all the recruits are gathered together?" She asked her captain.

"It'll be a few more hours before the others quit their drunken partying," Akari-taicho shrugged us off, "Besides Lelouch is the only one I offered a seated officer's position to. It should be his privilege to get to see the place."

"All right then. Follow me Lelouch." Homura-fukutaicho led me away.

"So how long until you decide you're going to warm up to me?" I teased.

"I would appreciate it if you didn't look directly at my eyes Lelouch." Homura-fukutaicho turned her head.

"That doesn't answer my question." I said.

"Turn your head away from me, then I'll answer." She stated.

What's up with her? I wondered, but turned my head away nonetheless.

We walked together in silence before Homura-fukutaicho stated, "Possibly in about a month I could get used to you."

"That doesn't sound too bad." I turned my head back around noticing that Homura-fukutaicho was looking away from me with her sleeve up against her mouth. "What do you act like once you get used to me?" I wanted to know. Homura-fukutaicho didn't answer me. She led me towards a door and pushed it open, revealing an Onsen.

"This is the squad's personal Onsen." She shut the door. "There is a schedule posted here for male, female and co-ed use. There are rules to using the Onsen in the division handbook, which you'll get when the other recruits arrive later this evening."

"Do any of the other squads have Onsens?" I asked.

"Squads Six, Thirteen, Three and Nine also have them, but ours is the most impressive and the cleanest." It was easy to see Homura-fukutaicho's pride in our squad.

She showed me a couple of other places, like the dining hall, the common rooms, the squad specific lounges, the collective division officer meeting room, and lastly the training grounds. After the tour Homura-fukutaicho escorted me back to my room and told me that she and Akari-taicho would expect me at the welcome ceremony out in the lobby in front of the main hall in a couple of hours.

Before she left I said, "You lied again didn't you?"

"Huh?" she was confused.

"You're used to me now aren't you?" I asked her.

"That's not true." She said. As I could've expected she put her sleeve by her mouth.

"You know you have tell whenever you lie." I pointed out to her.

"I what?" she was confused.

"I mean you always cover your mouth with your sleeve after you lie. Or don't you notice it?" I asked.

"I…it's a nervous habit." She answered honestly.

"Well, so you're used to me. Now what?" I asked, folding my arms.

"Our relationship is still professional Lelouch." Homura-fukutaicho said articulately. "Don't get any funny ideas."

"Akari-taicho's comment got to you didn't it?" I asked. Homura-fukutaicho averted my gaze. "Don't worry, when I was alive, during my high school days the entire female student body was infatuated with me." She still refused to look at me.

"B-but…"

"What? What is it?" I asked.

She shook her head and backed away. "It's nothing. I…I need to go talk to Mari-sama…I mean taicho." There was an awkward pause. "Pardon me." Homura-fukutaicho left with the use of Shunpo.

Minus the infatuation part on me where have I seen this before? I asked myself. It took me a short while before I came up with the answer. Oh right Soifon.

Later that evening

The welcome ceremony wasn't that big of a deal. Of the members of my graduating class only 112 individuals, not including myself, were recruited into the 10th Division. I was surprised though when Akari-taicho made the announcement that I was now the direct superior of the new recruits. There were seven other 20th seats in the division and over one thousand unseated members and I was the direct superior of these specific one hundred and twelve individuals. Thankfully, according to the division handbook, that didn't make me responsible for them as well.

According to the handbook though, as a seated officer I was allowed to freely wander about the division, but as a rank below 15 I required permission or an escort from a 10th seat or higher.

I mingled with the other seats during the party after the welcome ceremony. Now that I was officially part of a division I decided it was best to have a few higher ups to have good relations with in case of trouble, or if I wanted a higher position. I couldn't always rely on Homura-fukutaicho and Akari-taicho, besides the fact that there was a large difference in rank between us and so it would appear strange if I kept reporting to them all the time, if they were the only ones defending me in the case of an incident it would look like they were playing favorites. I couldn't squander their reputation for my own sake. Maybe before, but not anymore.

Besides Akari-taicho and Homura-fukutaicho I also was now acquainted with the following officers:

19th seat Vera. She was my direct superior. If I had to describe her in one word: Goth. The woman had dark crimson hair, borderlining auburn. She had dark eyeshadow, lipstick the color of her hair, and a very pale complexion. She didn't say much when I tried to speak with her, but she did get that I was trying to talk to her. Homura-fukutaicho had to point out to me that Vera-senpai never spoke to anyone. In fact when she joined the Gotei 13 that was all she wrote down as her name. When asked for a surname she just shrugged. I found her quite the enigma, and also cursed my fate for being required to have a direct superior like her.

18th seat Targus Jarrod. He was the file keeper to the financial cluster of the Division. He had purplish-blue hair styled in a way that made it look like he just rolled out of bed and it also covered his left eye. He knew Akari-taicho from when she used to teach at the academy. He said he just wound up following her here. He had been in his same position for about two decades. He had a positive attitude. The guy kind of reminded me of Rivalz in a way.

15th seat Bermuta Yolanda. She was a woman who looked about her mid-forties with blond hair coming down to her shoulders. Her complexion suggested she had seen several atrocities either before or during her time in the Gotei. She said she became a Soul Reaper when Akari-taicho saved her life out in Rukongai. She said it was to pay her back.

11th Seat Magmiro Pyras. He was a young guy, looking about a few years my senior with fiery red hair to match the similar sounding words in his name. Of course that was the only fiery thing about him. He had a pretty good head on his shoulders. He wore a red headband around his head along with his Soul Reaper outfit. He knew the captain, but not as well as Targus or Bermuta-senpai. Akira-taicho had been at both his entrance and his graduation exam. Beyond that he had spent some time in the 5th Division before being transferred here. He was also the lowest ranked officer I had acquainted myself with that could use Shikai.

9th Seat Rickard Jowlan. He was a short kid with blue hair tied into a ponytail. He looked no older than 12 and apparently had great expertise in Shunpo. Also his Zanpakuto had manifested as a wakizashi. On top of that he kept it at his right side, indicating he wielded it with his left hand. He was a smart-mouthed little upstart too; insulted me three times just because he could and told me that he'd report me if I retaliated. Still he didn't seem too bad. Akari-taicho said she found the kid stealing purses in the 78th Rukongai sector and he forced her to use Shunpo in order to catch him he was so elusive.

6th Seat Kurosaki Isshin. Kurosaki-senpai was a young guy—he looked about Schneizel's age—that could be serious one minute and a total ding-bat the next. He bragged himself as a ladies' man, but when he tried to hit on Homura-fukutaicho she splashed punch in his face. The guy was so much like Tamaki it hurt to think about it. It could've been worse though, at least he didn't overdo it on the sake. I asked Akari-taicho why she let him have such a high position. She told me that he only acted like a dingbat at social gatherings and the like, when work time came around the man was more focused than Kuchiki-taicho. I found that hard to believe, but I figured I'd see such things for myself eventually.

4th Seat Aloman Shisato. Aloman-senpai was the most well-endowed woman I had met thus far in my time in the Seireitai. If Milly were here she'd be demanding a comparison contest. To make matters worse Aloman-senpai was just as friendly, had the same hair color and probably wouldn't think twice of playing a practical joke or two on me. Between her and Targus-senpai it was like I hadn't left home. She did have some differences from Milly though. For one thing they had different eye colors: Aloman-senpai had red eyes that the color of which wouldn't look out of place on a mysterious creature hiding in a bush in some horror film. Also she was a little taller, much more slender, and a little bit more aggressive than my old friend. Also her hair was long and she styled it in a similar manner to Akari-taicho. She was from a noble house underneath famed Shibas. Akari-taicho had met her during a banquet at the Shiba manor when she was invited their by Ukitake-taicho who was invited by one of his seated officers, and next in line for the Shiba household, Shiba Kaien.

At the end of the banquet Akari-fukutaicho said she had noticed my mingling with the others said that she hoped I'd turn her and the others I had known into my nakama. She said she wanted her squad to feel like home, despite her rigorous training. I thanked her and told her I would show her that her faith in me was not misplaced.

As I thought about the banquet I lay down in my bed, closed my eyes and went to sleep.

Lelouch's dream

That awful dream again: the one where there's a hollow about to attack Kallen and I can't do anything. I got right up to where that Soul Reaper attacks the hollow with a two handed vertical slash before waking up with a jolt.

"Damn it! That's two nights in a row!" I growled. I waltzed outside to get some fresh air. It was still the middle of the night. As I looked up at the stars I heard someone call out to me.

"Couldn't sleep Lelouch?" I turned around to Kurosaki-senpai sitting on a nearby ledge with his legs folded, Zanpakuto in his lap, handle resting against his shoulder.

"No, just a nightmare." I answered. "A recurring one." I bit down.

"Care to share?" Kurosaki-senpai asked.

"With a guy who won't even share his reasoning for becoming a Soul Reaper? I'll pass." I said.

He jumped down from his perch and walked up next to me. "What's the point of telling you where I came from?" he asked. "Once you become a Soul Reaper your Rukongai life is forfeit. I mean I don't even know Akari-taicho as well as some of the other recruits."

"Yeah a lot of them seem to respect and revere her." I said.

"Well she's a prodigy. For some reason our division always seems to get them. On top of that she's one of the most prominent fighters of the Gotei. Very few of the other captains can outmatch her strength, speed and endurance. And those who can find themselves hard pressed to compete in the other two aspects." Kurosaki-senpai explained to me. "Not to mention she's got quite the physical assets, if you know what I mean."

"Eh she's not my type." I responded.

"Not your type? What's not to like? She's gorgeous." Kurosaki-senpai exasperated.

"If you love her so much then marry her." I told him.

He laughed. "Good one. She's hot and all, but for some reason I don't think she's our type if you understand my point."

"Wait so she's…"

"That's the rumor any way." Kurosaki-senpai stated.

"So it's never been confirmed then?" I questioned.

"Well the rumor only spread because she and Homura-fukutaicho are really attached to one another." Kurosaki-senpai stated.

"How odd." I said.

"What? What's odd?" Kurosaki-senpai asked.

"Akari-taicho complimented me on my appearance and I'm more than certain that Homura-fukutaicho is infatuated with me." I told him.

"That's some claim." Kurosaki-senpai stated.

"You're talking to a person who had his entire female student body throwing themselves at me while he was alive." I stated.

"Lucky." Kurosaki-senpai complained. "I wish I had been in your shoes." I just smirked in response. "But wait…" he sniffed the air.

"What are you sniffing?"

"Ok Mr. popular answer me this. If you had that many girls on you how many did you wind up making love to?" he asked.

"Ugh." I sneered.

He pointed to his nose. "I can smell purity a mile away."

"Wonderful. I'm sure that serves you well." I joked.

"Funny." He commented. "To be honest though, I wish I could smell cheese."

"Well what about you?" I asked.

"I've had my fair share of women over time." He answered.

"And none of them were good enough to hang onto?" I inquired.

"Are you kidding?" Kurosaki-senpai asked, pointing his thumb at himself. "Settling down is for chumps. This here ladies' man is staying single all the way!"

"You could always try polygamy." I told him.

"Poly-what?" Kurosak-senpai looked at me like I had five heads.

"Never mind." I responded.

"So anyway how about that nightmare of yours?" he asked.

I turned around. "I don't want to share."

"Aww c'mon Lelouch," he grappled his arm around me from behind. "Tell your buddy Isshin what's eating away at you."

"Only if you let go of me. Now." I said.

He took his arm off me. I sighed.

"I'll be brief. I've had this nightmare several times now. Basically I'm where I used to live when I was alive only I'm several stories up in the air and there are no people on the street. Then people appear but they're all dully colored, save one, whom I recognize as a girl I used to know."

"Did you like her?" Kurosaki-senpai asked.

"Pay attention!" I snapped. "Whatever sexual tension we had, it died when I died! Anyway the moment she appears the next thing I know I'm in close range. After that things go black. A few seconds later she's pinned to the ground by an invisible force and I hear a hollow's roar. I try to say something, anything to help her, but no words come out. Only recently has a Soul Reaper now appeared and attack what has to be the hollow pinning her down. That's when I wake up."

"Still sounds like sexual tension to me pal." Kurosaki-senpai said. I growled. "But you know what? It's just a dream. It doesn't have to mean anything."

"That's what I keep telling myself." I responded.

Kurosaki-senpai yawned. "Oh, I guess I'm finally tired. I think I'll pack it in. You should try getting some sleep. Akari-taicho's not going to slow down the division just because we got some new recruits."

"Have a pleasant night Kurosaki-senpai." I told him.

"Ah, no need to be so formal." He grabbed my shoulder and shook it. "Just call me Isshin." He winked and gave me a thumb's up. "Or, if you prefer, Isshin-senpai." He let go of me and scratched the back of his neck. "Every time people call me by my surname I think my old man's around."

"Oh you have a family?" I asked.

"Well, as long as you know that much. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell you now that we're buddies." He turned around to face me. "I'm a noble of the Kurosaki household. We're a branch family from the Shibas."

"Oh so you're bloodline connects into the Shibas in some way, but along the line you lost the Shiba title?" I asked in confirmation.

"Hey, you know you're stuff." Isshin-senpai seemed pleased. "Not many non-nobles know or call about noble politics."

"I'm special." I brushed off not caring to get into the whole ordeal about my past. "Anyway I think I'll head to bed to."

"See you tomorrow Lelouch."

"Yeah see ya." I said. I went back to my room, closed the door, and went to bed. I fell asleep and didn't have a nightmare.

(A/N: Just what exactly is up with Lelouch's strange dream? What odd meaning does it have? Or is it "just a dream". I'm going to spend a few chapters with Lelouch in the 10th Division. I have…plans in store for Lelouch. Also cheer and shout if you're happy about having a younger Isshin coming into the picture. Artistic License is my response to anyone who wants to know why he's the 6th seat of 10th. Anyway, like Lelouch, I am going to get some sleep. See ya)