AN: Finally... the long-awaited update is here! Thank you for your patience and I hope you enjoy this chapter. :)

P.S. Sorry for any mistakes I may have missed.

Chapter 17: Katherine

Even if he wanted to, Suzaku couldn't tear his vision away from the tall, lanky, raven-haired man who paced back and forth across his living room in quick strides. The mumbled curse words that harshly escaped past his lips with each breath he exhaled easily could have matched the intensity of the scowl he wore, and after listening to him vent his frustrations for two hours, Suzaku would be lying if he said he didn't have a headache at the end of it.

Not two days after he and Euphemia came back from their trip to Italy, Marianne called in hysterics, informing them that Schneizel and C.C. broke off their engagement and aren't together anymore. The unsuspected news caught the entire Lamperouge family off guard, nearly sending them in an uproar. As for Suzaku, the news didn't faze him a single bit. Mainly because right away his gut-feeling told him Lelouch must've been involved in some way, shape or form. He truly wanted to give him the benefit of the the doubt, but when he showed up at his place with a discolored black eye. The brunette can undoubtedly say he's disappointed in Lelouch.

That idiot…

As intelligent as Lelouch is, he sure did make himself one hell of a fool.

He knew acting out on his feelings for C.C. was wrong, he knew better than anyone at what kind of villain Schneizel can be when he's pushed wrong. Many believe they can take advantage of Schneizel; but if there was one thing they all have in common, it's how quickly they learn how wrong they were for trying to play him as a fool. As for Lelouch and C.C., they're no different than the others.

Speaking of C.C.—

"How's C.C. by the way?" Suzaku questioned leaning forward on the couch, resting his elbows on his knees. "You never said what happened between you guys after your fight with Schneizel."

Lelouch looked at the brunette who studied him intently. Even though he clearly ignored his best friend's warning, he's happy to know Suzaku is still willing to stand by his side through all of this.

"She and I..." Lelouch started, "we're not speaking anymore or at least haven't spoken since our argument."

Suzaku sighed and slapped his palm against his forehead and chuckled, "What did you and C.C. argue about this time?"

"I honestly don't remember. One moment we were fine and the next we're taking a break." The raven-haired man slumped next to Suzaku and stared up at the ceiling. "We didn't leave on bad terms but it sure as hell feel like it."

Suzaku chuckled and patted Lelouch's leg when he groaned in frustration.

It wasn't normal for Lelouch brood like this but what can he say? He brought this upon himself. Suzaku understands the intensity of his friend's feelings for each other, but seeing it from his side it's only tearing them apart, doing more harm than good. This problem easily could've avoided and neither of them would be suffering right now, but then again, if they kept quiet about their feelings, how much miserable would they actually be right now? C.C. would still be clinging onto Schneizel out of obligation and Lelouch would drown in his regrets of never confessing to her and would forever be alone.

"You know, I bet C.C.'s feeling lost right now. She might act like a cold-heartless bitch but you and I know how easily she falls apart." Suzaku glanced over and Lelouch just frowned. "After going though shit with Schneizel who exploited her weaknesses and arguing with you, who knows what she's going through."

"C.C. will be fine..." Lelouch assured with a sad smile. "After all, it's not like she doesn't have two friends who won't be here when she needs it. Besides, as much as I would want to help her... this is something she has to do on her own first."

Suzaku chewed through his words and pondered. After putting the pieces together from what he knows and what Lelouch had told him. If Lelouch's problem was ending his relationship with Shirley and trying to figure out a way to break the ice to his family about C.C., then what's C.C.'s problem? If she's not making with Schneizel now, then who is she- a sickening feeling washed over him and Suzaku felt his heart drop to his stomach in pain for his friend. Lelouch most likely knew, it was pretty obvious in his story... So if what he's guessing is true... will she really be okay on her own when she confronts her mother?

. . . .

It's astonishingly mind-boggling to acknowledge that it's truly been sixteen years since she and her mother were last face-to-face like this. Except this time the roles are switched, Katherine is the vulnerable soul and C.C.'s the one swimming in turmoil.

Sixteen years ago, the years of abuse she endured as a child came to an end. The curtain for the terror show dropped when Lelouch came and saved her life after being left on the bathroom floor bleeding, coming close to knocking on death's door. However, even if those hellish days of endless nightmares are now behind her, the moment she woke up in the hospital marked a new beginning of another bad dream. A dream where she'll wear a façade to hide the pain whilst trying not to drown in the ocean of fear of one day becoming like her... like her mother. The past may be in the past but the negative emotions that lingers from harsh memories continues to dwell within the darkest depths of her heart.

Did she make the right decision in coming here today? She told herself that she's doing this for Lelouch, but is there more to it?

As C.C. sits quietly in her seat, staring at the woman who brought chaos into her life, she suddenly began feel... scared. Perhaps it's because instead of a wicked smile that promised anguish plastered onto her face, she's wearing a much gentler one that curved her lips sweetly. Her mother's eyes were the softest she'd ever seen, they filled with contentment and not anger. Yet despite the good appearance Katherine's showing, why does she still feel terrified being in her presence? Is it only second-nature to be on guard at this point? She knows she's not at her mercy anymore, so why?

Why is she like this?

"I like your haircut, Cecaniah. It looks good on you."

C.C. snapped from her thoughts as instant electric shocks coursed through her entire body. A heavy breath she wasn't conscious of holding back released and forced her to take another breather to calm her jittery nerves. Lifting a hand to tug at the short ends of her green hair, C.C. briefly reflected on the night she nearly chopped it all off in frustration.

"Thanks, it was time for a change," she mumbled then flickered her gaze at the frail woman. "I see you've gone through some changes as well."

Katherine grinned before running her bony fingers though her hair that reached a little past her shoulders.

"My doctor thought it would be best if I, learned how to accept myself, better by growing it out. So, I stopped coloring it and had my head shaved."

"What?" C.C. eyes widened in shock and Katherine nodded with a cheeky smile.

"I needed a fresh start and it was the only thing I could think of."

C.C. hummed in response and took a moment to admire her mother's unique green hair color. Her mother's shade of emerald is about the same as hers, except it's slightly darker. As a little girl, C.C. believed her mother to be the most beautiful and often aspired to look like her. But of course, that was a time before her drastic personality switch.

"So," the older woman started, taking a quick peek at her daughter's finger only to find it lacking an engagement ring. "How are you and your fiancé? Schneizel, right?"

C.C.'s eyes turned considerably cold and the already heavy atmosphere surrounding them became heavier. How could she have easily forgotten that the snake came here without telling her?

"We're not together anymore..." C.C. answered bitterly. "It's for the better."

Katherine's brows furrowed into a frown.

"How come? The way he talked about you, it seemed like you two were deeply in love."

C.C. rolled her eyes at such a false assumption. Deeply in love? What a joke... she was nothing more than his personal accessory. Just someone he could flaunt around to his high-classed, arrogant business partners. Something to brag about and play as he pleases. The real love between them is gone, although it was never genuine to begin with since her heart always yearned to be with Lelouch.

If she had confessed her feelings to Lelouch sooner and not have waited for him, then none of this bullshit would've ever happened.

"Mom, by any chance do you remember, Lelouch?"

Katherine's face washed in confusion for a second from the abrupt subject change, nonetheless random question.

"Uhh, I don't think so."

"He was about my height, very skinny, had dark hair and amethyst eyes."

If it was possible, the way the frail woman's face lit up would have illuminated a light bulb if it hanged over her head.

"Ah! Yes, I remember him! He was your adorable little friend." She beamed.

A soft smile crossed C.C.'s lips and Katherine's matched her own.

"What about him? Are you two still friends?"

"More than friends..." C.C. replied and her soft smile gradually vanished. Her expression became impassive and Katherine ached to ask her daughter what was wrong, but didn't out of worry of possibly pushing her away further for prying too much. Taking a deep breath, the young beauty swallowed back any fear and doubt and reminded herself that she's here for a reason, to take a step forward into the future without running from her shadow. "He's actually the reason why I'm here... I made a lot of mistakes and now I have to fix them, starting with you."

"Oh, I-I thought— so you didn't come because wanted to see me?"

"No, and even if I did... I wouldn't have taken sixteen years to do it." Katherine's eyes reflected sadness and C.C. frowned, not understanding why she's so sad. "This shouldn't be news, you knew I never wanted to visit... matter of fact I had no idea you were cooped up in this place until recently. Do you know why?" The older woman sat back in her set timidly, her spine painfully digging in the chair's metal back as she began to feel small under her daughter's unwavering gaze. "It's because I hate you."

If it were possible, her daughter's bitter cold words would've taken a sharp knife and rammed it in her heart. Her guilty filled, fragile heart shattered and hope she had of having a joyous reunion with C.C. fell apart. Is this what she gets for being naïve? She should've known better than to expect C.C. to forgive her easily and let go of the past without feeling any sort of resentment towards her.

The dream she dreamed of repairing their relationship, is nothing more than a childish dream.

"Cecaniah I—"

"Why did you give Schneizel Papa's bracelet?" C.C. harshly cut the woman off. "Were you that desperate to see me that you used it as bait to get me down here?"

"No, of course not! I wanted you to have what's left of your father, what he treasured the most before he—"

"Then why did you tell him that rhyme? That damn absurd rhyme you tormented me with."

Negative emotions coursed through C.C.'s entire body, fueling the fire of her innermost bottled anger. Her better judgement was starting to cloud and closed her open mind in the process, but honestly she couldn't give a damn. Why listen to this woman feed her lies? She'll always be the terrible woman she knows all to well. It's obvious she intended to hurt her indirectly by using Schneizel as her shield... there's no other way to it.

"Cecaniah, your fiancé-"

"Ex-fiancé." C.C. corrected.

Katherine took a breath trying to stay calm and ignored C.C.'s bitter tone. "When he came to see me, we talked about the past and the rhyme came up. I had no ill intentions of hurting you if that's what your thinking. If anything I want to help you sweetie." the frail woman reached her cold hands across the table to hold C.C.'s comfortingly, but she was swift to retract her hands and placed them in her lap. "He's worried about you... I'm worried about you. Especially since he mentioned how you've attempted suici—"

"That's none of your business!" C.C. snapped and balled her hands into tight fists. "Don't try and act like a concerned parent all of the sudden. You weren't there for me after Papa died, so why now? I don't need you in my life, I don't want you in my life. And because you felt the need to open up to Schneizel, you gave him the power to hurt me. He's a manipulating man."

"Cecaniah, I-I had no idea."

"Of course, you didn't!"

Unable to hold back her temper due to C.C.'s abrupt hostility—years of self-restraint boiled over her.

"Look, I'm trying to make up for what I didn't do for you in the past! Do think I like staying in this fucking place?! I fucking hate it here, it's shit! I'm trying to get better but it's really hard." Katherine held C.C.'s strict gaze for a moment before glancing over to her side where her personal nurse watched them attentively, ready to secure her at any moment if she lashes out at the visitor anymore. Exchanging an apologetic look, Katherine took a serious of inhaled and exhaled breaths to cool her temper before relaxing and connecting with C.C.'s beautiful irises. "For sixteen years my head was drilled with the words, 'Your daughter doesn't wish to see you' or 'You're not allowed to see her'. I wanted to know you were okay."

C.C. sat back in her seat with crossed arms, making sure to keep on her cold-demeanor.

Is she about to hear what she longed to hear for years?

"Cecaniah, I know what I did to you was horrible and I'll never expect you to forgive me but... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, sorry that I became a monster when I was supposed to protect you. I'm sorry for never being there for you and ignored your feelings. I'm sorry for hurting you and I continue to live in guilt and regret everyday." The woman's voice came off as strained as tears swam in her eyes and threatened to fall. "What I did was unforgivable... I really am sorry, Cecaniah."

Not fighting it any longer, the broken woman let her tears flow freely down her cheeks. She hid her face in shame as she inaudibly cried in her hands. C.C.'s heart tore at the sight and the guilt of yelling at her earlier dawned on her shortly before leaving her feeling... empty. Her mother's heartfelt words tugged at her heart strings and left her feeling like a hollow shell. All the negative emotions she carried with her for sixteen years dissipated in this moment. But it's not enough. She doesn't want her apology. So, what does she want? An apology should've been good right? What does she want from this visit?

"Mom, stop crying." C.C. said softly.

"I'm here for you... I'm getting better for you." Katherine look up with red puffy eyes as she wiped away the tears. "No matter what your reason is, I'm just grateful I got to see you again. You're so beautiful, I'm happy you did well after everything." Shakily reaching for the box she brought with her, C.C.'s curiosity piqued when it was carefully slid in her direction. "Please, I want you to have this."

Lightly brushing her fingers against her mother's cold digits, C.C. pulled the box closer to her then gently removed the lid to reveal the contents. Her heart skipped a beat at the many letters that were neatly stacked, all addressed to her—

To: Cecaniah Corabelle.

"What's this?"

"Letters I've written for you… on your birthday and every new year. I poured my heart and soul into each and every one of them. It's all the love I could never give you."

C.C.'s breath hitched and a sting of tears threatened to form in her eyes. She choked on the words she couldn't conjure up and her heart began to beat the in a very sad rhythm.

"If you don't ever wish to speak to me again, then all I ask is for you to take these and read them." Katherine bowed her head, the silence that loomed over them became unnerving, especially since C.C. hadn't made a move to take or comment about the letters, and after a minute of nothing, C.C. released an elongated sigh.

"I can't take these... I won't." The young woman put the lid back on the box and slid it back in her mother's direction. The look on Katherine's face fell in hopelessness and C.C.'s chest ached at the sight. This has to be done... even by leaving the box she'll be taking two steps back. "I-I shouldn't have come here... please take care, Mom" Exchanging a final look with Katherine, C.C.'s eyes filled with sorrow as she pushed in her chair and left without another word, never giving a second glance back at the woman who sat all by herself at the table wearing a hopeless expression.

The absence of her daughter's presence tore her fragile soul and she clung onto the box of letter close to her heart, sadly smiling at how she got to see Cecaniah smile again... even if she was thinking about someone else and not her own doing.

. . . .

"That's terrible, Lelouch! You're by far the worse person I know." The young brunette lightly joked and Lelouch raised his hands in defense with a chuckle.

"Ah, you don't have to go that far Nunnally. It was just a joke I promise. I didn't actually make any of those people follow my orders." Lelouch added nervously and Nunnally shook her head still not believing him. They laughed halfheartedly in unison for a moment before Lelouch finally looked down at her half-eaten salmon. "How's the meal, do you like it?"

"Mmhmm." Nunnally hummed happily then stuck another bite into her mouth before wiping her lips clean with a napkin. "It's pretty great, the waiter has really good taste. What about you?" she eyed her brother's steak in which was barely touched. "How's your meal coming along?"

Lelouch shrugged his shoulders, "Not the worst, not the best, it could be a little better if it had more seasoning."

"Wow, you've gotten a lot picker over the years."

"No, I just know how to make things better."

Nunnally rolled her eyes and fell into small fits of laughter, feeling tremendously happy that she's able to have this time with Lelouch. Lately he's been busier and oddly not like himself these past few days. He's wearier and the mysterious faded-blackeye on his left side gives her more reason to worry about that status of her big brother. So far during their lunch she asked him about the bruise three times and each time he dodged the question with an lousy excuse or a subject change. Normally he's open book with her, but that's not case anymore. So it leaves her with one question- What's going on with him?

"Nunnally, is something the matter?"

Cautiously lifting her her gaze to meet his, she bit her lower lip anxiously, "Lelouch, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's up?"

"Is everything okay? I know you don't want to talk about your bruise, but is there something wrong? What's bothering you big brother? Please tell me what's going on. I'm worried and ever since the Christmas break you haven't exactly been yourself."

Lelouch dejectedly smiled as he reach across the table to affectionately brush back his sister's light-brown hair behind her ear. It's just like her to catch on when something's bothering him or others. Ever since she was little, she had always been sensitive to other's feelings. But as much as he would like her lessen her worry, he can't tell her the entire truth right now. Not when he hasn't come out about his relationship with C.C. Sure he can tell her that he's worried about C.C. and wishes to see her, which is the truth. There shouldn't be harm in letting her know. But... if he tells her then Nunnally would want to know more. So it's best to avoid it all together for now.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you little sister. Everything's fine, I just have a lot going on right now. I promise to tell you soon."

Unsure of his words, she opened her mouth to protest when suddenly his message tone went off. He apologized and excused himself a moment to answer.

Lelouch checked his phone and as if struck by lightning, his heart skipped a beat at the sight of C.C.'s name appearing on the screen.

Reading her message—

C.C.: Can I come over?

He pondered momentarily.

Lelouch: Sure, but right now I'm out with Nunnally.

Lelouch: If you want, you can come over sometime after 7.

It didn't take long for her to reply.

C.C.: Ok…

Strangely annoyed at the short reply, Lelouch put his phone away, mumbling, "That woman…"

"Woman? Are you seeing someone again so soon?" Nunnally curiously asked.

"Not really." He chuckled. "Milly was giving me more advice about how to make up with Shirley."

"You two still haven't made up?"

"No, I think she hates me." Lelouch smiled sadly as the image of a crying Shirley flashed though his memory. "I don't think she'll ever forgive me."

"Not with that attitude." Nunnally giggled. "Shirley isn't the type of person to hold a grudge. You should talk to her soon or she'll really think you're a heartbreaking jerk." The young brunette poked out her tongue and he smiled. Nunnally's more than aware of his breakup with Shirley, actually everybody in their circle group is. He hated the lectures he received from all his friends and was annoyed beyond reasoning, but in the end he deserved it. He broke the heart of nice woman who had all the love in the world. He lied to her over and over after she gave him many opportunities to come clean.

Among the list of things he needs to do before he leaves, making up with Shirley is right at the top.

. . . .

Once lunch was over, he dropped Nunnally off back at her place before texting C.C. to start making her way over, and saying he'll be there soon. He drove apprehensively back to his apartment and the entire time his mind wandered off to the beautiful woman he's been aching to see for quite some time. Even though they've been apart for week or so, it felt absolutely much longer. When he made it to the apartment complex, he parked and calmly yet hurriedly walk to his place. Butterflies raided his stomach and then—his heart stopped.

She was standing outside his door, her face expressionless as usual and she held herself closely to fight off the cold due to her poor choice of an outfit. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she wore a white crop top that fit her loosely along with jean shorts and grey shoes.

That witch, she sure is something else.

"Hey." Lelouch called when he approached her.

C.C.'s heart leapt at the sound of his smooth voice and a fresh pink blush shamelessly dusted her cheeks at how confident he stood before her. It's probably because of their distance but she never realized just how handsome of a man he is. His charming smile that often turned into a smirk and dreamy features had her feeling like some school girl crushing on a boy for the first time.

Their closeness definitely have her feeling lightheaded and breathless.

"Aren't you a bit under-dressed for chilly weather?" He teased, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, so open this door before I freeze to death."

"Heh, I must warn you, my place is a bit of a mess right now." Lelouch smirked and C.C.'s lips twisted to match his.

"I'll be the judge of that."

Stepping aside, she patiently waited for him to unlock his door before entering close behind him inside warm apartment. C.C. strolled inside slowly, observing the mess he claimed which took place in his living room. There were boxes upon boxes stacked together and the more she allowed the realization to sink in, the lonelier she felt.

"Going somewhere?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm transferring to a different school… the medical school I told you about." C.C. cutely frowned and he chuckled. "C.C., this shouldn't be news. I've told you about this a long time ago."

"I thought you were kidding."

"I wouldn't joke about that."

"So, when are you moving?" she walked around his living room, sticking her nose in a few boxes just to find them empty and not yet packed.

"In a few months." He sighed. "At least it'll give me more time to prepare before I leave this place."

C.C. turned to him with a playful pout. "You're abandoning me." she whined.

"No, just leaving schools."

"You're moving far away from me... that's called abandoning."

Lelouch chuckled, "C.C., you're making it sound like I'm moving to a different country. I'll only be four hours away… it's not that much traveling."

"Four hours is longer than fifteen minutes."

"Hmm, true." Lelouch smirked then slowly started making his way towards her, "Do you want me to stay?" He stopped mere inches away from her and cautiously placed his hands on her hips, pulling her body closer to his so they could touch. "How bad do you want me to stay here with you?"

"Don't get too cocky, who said I wanted you to stay?"

C.C. rolled her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, finding it extremely hard to ignore her hammering heart.

"Okay, so it'll be alright if I leave?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then what is it?" Lelouch held her closer and dipped his head to plant peppered kisses across her cheek. "What do you want?"

"Why do you care about what I want? You're going to move away no matter what I say."

"Tell me." He whispered in her ear, sending delightful chills down her spine.

C.C. blissfully closed her eyes, her heart ached sadly as emptiness filled her being. Of course she doesn't want him to leave, he's always been right there when she needs him. But she can't be selfish and beg him to stay just for her. This is something he wants—something that's best for him.

"I want you to stay." She whispered, then moved so she could cup his cheeks, forcing him to look at her. "You don't have my permission to leave just yet."

Lelouch chuckled and kissed her lightly on the lips.

"Trust me, I hadn't plan on it."

C.C. welcomed his warmth when he pulled her in for an embrace. She loves him so so much. For the longest she searched for unconditional love in the wrong places when this entire time, Lelouch was and is the only person who can grant her that genuine feeling. Her wished to be loved truly, and to love genuinely in return.

. . . .

"Here's a towel." Lelouch said walking in the bathroom, C.C. turned off the bathtub and took the towel from his hands, murmuring a thanks before hanging it on the rack. She continued to prepare for her bath and he watched in peaceful silence before glancing over to the pair of clothes he was lending her for tonight. He might not want to show it or say it aloud, but he's stoked that she's spending the night. Especially since lately he's been finding himself more irritable and lonely at night without her beside him—guess that's what happens after growing accustomed of allowing her to sleep with him over the years.

Earlier, they had a long discussion about their time apart. Lelouch felt horrible when he spoke about his breakup with Shirley, it still pains him at how badly he'd hurt her. He then went on and told tell her about the long and horrendous lecture he received from Suzaku after. C.C. smiled and even laughed at the story, it's just like Suzaku to project his words of wisdom on to everyone, but when it was her turn to share… well, she was unexpectedly reserved speaking about Katherine.

It doesn't take a genius to see, to understand how troubled she felt talking about it. Ever since she spilled her secrets to him, he's pleased to know that she's willing to step out her bubble and comfort zone to release the built tension she carries. And although it might be hard on her, he much rather her be uncomfortable around him than to keep it bottled up inside until it tears her apart.

"Hey."

"Hmm?" The raven-haired man responded, snapping from thought.

"Thank you again for letting me stay over." C.C. smiled, slowly removing her hair tie to let her green hair fall. "I appreciate it."

Lelouch swallowed hard as he admired her beauty discreetly, he could feel his skin flush as vivid memories of their intimate time together played in his head. The green-haired temptress slowly stepped closer to him, her golden irises filling with innocence but he knew deep down inside—there's carnal desire hidden within. C.C. closed off the remaining distance and rested her palms against his chest, staring deep into his eyes.

"Well, umm…" he cleared his throat, "if there's anything you need then—"

His words slipped through thin air, coming to a complete halt when she wetly kissed his neck. Her lips glided across his skin smoothly, electrifying his senses. She gave his quickened pulse a light suck before finishing with a teasing bite. A soft groan escaped past his lips and pleased with his sounds, she pulled back with a proud Cheshire grin and stepped back for an unobstructed view. Her nimble fingers played with the hem of her white shirt, making sure his full attention was on her, and once she was certain he was solely focused on her, she slipped off the white fabric then undid the buttons, carefully releasing the zipper until she slipped the shorts down her shapely legs—leaving her clad in only her panties.

Lelouch's blood boiled at the sight, his amethyst eyes traveled down her slim body, fueling his lust for her. Out of the many women in the world, C.C.'s the only one who could turn him on this fast, making him completely hot and bothered. He was often teased about lacking libido, though that a whole different story with C.C.

His mind was pulled again when he felt her hands glide down his body with eagerly before lifting his shirt so he could toss it over his head. Following her lead, he swiftly undid his pants and kicked them to the side then pulled her half-naked body closer to his. Lelouch ghosted his lips over hers, so close to kissing but not ready to ease the tension.

A smirk played on C.C.'s lips, she trailed a path of kisses across his cheek to his ear and in a breathy tone, she seductively whispered, "Take a bath with me."

"Are you sure a bath is what you want?"

"Don't know, you tell me."

C.C. held his gaze seductively and when the meter or his restraint popped, Lelouch dipped in and mashed their lips together. Each second grew more and more intense until finally, she let out a soft moan. He continued to kiss her vigorously, desperately like this is their last time. His heart hammered against his chest and his senses heightened. When the passionate kiss broke so they could catch their breaths, Lelouch found himself lost as he look at her. The way her cheeks flushed in a crimson and how her soft lips slightly parted as she tried catching her breath. The sight was absolutely stunning.

Meeting again for a heated kiss, C.C. wanted to savor the kiss but the moment she opened mouth his tongue slipped inside and her mind was turn to mush in an instant. Their tongues battled for dominance in a sensual dance, shock waves sent directly to her core. She felt a little embarrassed at fast she was becoming wet, but when Lelouch pulled her body closer to his and felt his erection pressed against her thigh, she broke the kiss in a soft whimper.

"Mmm... Lelouch." She moaned breathlessly, "Ohh...ahhh." C.C. tilted her head back, granting him access to wetly kiss down her neck. "Ahh, L-Lelouch... please..."

"Please what?" He bit the juncture of her neck, leaving a beaming red mark on her porcelain skin. "What do you want me to do?"

"Touch me."

Lelouch traced his hands down the smooth expanse of her back all the way down to her hips, hooking his thumbs in the elastic of her panties. Pressing a firm kiss to her lips, he pulled back with a smirk and met her clouded gaze. "But I'm already touching you," he chuckled.

"This is no time to play coy." C.C. pouted, tugging at his boxers.

"Heh, I see someone's a bit eager."

C.C. blushed even more and quickly smacked him on the shoulder, calling him a jerk. She then turned away, refusing to meet his gaze and Lelouch could only smile, laughing at her childish behavior. It's funny how one moment she could be the mischievous Witch and the next a shy and innocent person.

Yeah, she truly is amazing…

"Lelouch?"

"Hmm?"

C.C. threaded her fingers tough his mass of ebony hair.

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing." He replied, kissing her sweetly on the lips. "I'm glad you're here."

"That makes the two of us."

Both smiling, C.C. wrapped her arms around his neck as they continued to kiss each other senseless for a while. Lelouch then softly kissed the shell of her ear and whispered for to hold. He picked her up and C.C. automatically wrapped her legs around him as he carried her to his bed. Gently tossing her in the middle, Lelouch loomed over her like a shadow, drinking in her beauty for a moment before diving in again for a passionate kiss. His heart fluttered uncontrollably in his chest and the familiar wave of butterflies resided in his gut. Her small hands traced down his smooth back before playfully smacked his ass and their chuckles were muffled in the kiss.

Pulling back with a smile, Lelouch lowered himself comfortably between her legs.

"I love you."

She smiled and kissed him tenderly on the lips, threading her fingers in his midnight hair.

"I love you too."

. . . .

C.C. idly traced random patterns on his naked chest as she snuggled close against him, trying to steal his warmth to resist the cold. After a couple rounds of vigorous and passionate sex, they stayed up for a while having meaningless conversations until—Lelouch succumbed to sleep. She tried joining him in slumber but her mind kept racing, preventing her from falling asleep. So, after hours of tossing and turning she decided that it was best to wait it out.

How inconveniently annoying.

For the longest she listened to Lelouch's soft breaths and silently giggled when he'd randomly let out a low snore. She watched his chest rise and fall with each breath he took and even if it seemed boring, it brought her happiness. Being with him always made her happy, and if she had to pick a time during her hellish nightmare to be grateful for… she would oddly say—she's grateful that she ran away from home that day because if she didn't… then she would have never met Lelouch.

"Hmm, funny how life works." C.C. glanced at his bedside clock, the time reading ten till 3AM. Sitting up in bed, she pulled the blankets to cover her naked chest and gazed outside the bedroom window. Sheets of snow covered the the grounds, cars, everywhere... giving it a look of a winter wonderland in January. "I wonder if it'll snow all day…"

"C.C.?" Lelouch sleepily yawned, cutely rubbing his eyes from sleep as he sat up. "Why are you up?"

"I can't sleep." She smiled and kissed his cheek in which he groaned tiredly. He scooted closer and kissed her shoulder, lingering for a moment before encasing her in his arms as she rested her head on his chest. "I've got a lot on my mind."

Kissing the top of her head, Lelouch followed her gaze out the window and wondered if what he's going to ask next will be helpful. He has an idea of what's occupying his lover's mind, he wants to help as much as he can because she wasn't able to do it alone.

"C.C., if I go with you, are you willing to visit Katherine one last time?"

"What makes you think I want to see her again?"

"I know you do." Lelouch looked at her until she met his intent gaze. "Sometimes... you're easy to read."

C.C. frowned then extracted herself from Lelouch, facing her back towards him.

"I don't want to see her, I already heard what she had to say."

"No, you ignored her." Lelouch turned her to face him again and gently cupped her cheeks. "Why are you running away?"

"Don't play your little mind games on me, Lelouch." C.C. touched the scar underneath her breast and looked down sadly. "It's not easy being around her again."

Releasing a sigh, Lelouch brush back her messy green hair and smiled at her fondly. Coaxing her back onto the mattress he traced a solitary finger across the contrasting scar that stood out against her fair skin.

"That's why I want to go with you." he whispered, giving the scar a feather kiss. "Don't forget that I'm here..." Lelouch kissed a path from her breasts all the way where he could meet her lips, kissing her sweetly. "Always have been."

C.C. brushed away his unkempt bangs, running her fingers though his silky hair affectionately. "Let me think about it."

Once those words was said, he knew he didn't have to say anything, there was nothing more he could say to convince her.

He snuggled against her body, resting his head on her chest and allowed himself to be swept away as she massaged his scalp, relaxing him completely. C.C. closed her eyes letting his words sink in. True, he's been her supporter for as long as she can remember and with the exception of the things she hid from him, he has never failed to selflessly be there when she needs it the most.

For that alone, she'll appreciate him and love him more... Not just as a lover, but as a best friend as well.

. . . .

"Are you ready to go?"

"Almost, give me another five minutes."

"You mean twenty?" Lelouch added irritably, switching the phone over to his other ear.

C.C. let out a huff, "Calm down your highness, I'll be out soon. Until then... be a good boy and wait for me outside."

Lelouch pinched the bridge of his nose, listening to her giggles as he wondered why he puts up with her antics.

"Well, hurry up okay?! I don't want to stay out late."

"Yes, yes, now get off my phone."

The call abruptly ended and Lelouch watched the screen dim before it turned off. He haphazardly tossed the device in the passenger seat and sat back, trying to relax while he waited for her to come out of her apartment. It's been about a month since they were 'reunited' and so far their relationship is going good. They agreed to take things slow for a bit before jumping on the boyfriend-girlfriend train. With the exception of Suzaku and most likely Schneizel, nobody else including his family are aware of their newfound romance.

Surprisingly enough, for now Schneizel hasn't said anything—though whether or not that's a good thing for them is still up for interpretation.

Lelouch must've dozed off because the next thing he knew, C.C. was outside lightly knocking on the window with a smile gracing her lips. Unlocking the door for her, C.C. settled in and put her bag on the floor before swiftly moving in to kiss him on the cheek.

"Why did you doze off? I told you five more minutes."

Lelouch looked at the time on his radio and snickered, "Actually it took you ten minutes."

"Ah, who cares. I'm here now aren't I?"

The handsome man mumbled under his breath, calling her annoying and C.C. just listened to her lover's empty words with a smile.

. . . .

The car ride was settled in a comfortable silence. Lelouch had his attention on the road driving to their destination and C.C. looked out the window trying to calm the bubbly nerves that resided in her gut and fluttered her heart. For the longest she avoided the need to see her mother again, but after realizing that despite how happy and free she felt this past month, there's a tiny empty void in her heart that could only be filled by her mother.

How? She doesn't know, but she'll find the answer. This time with her lover joining her.

"Lelouch…"

"Yes?"

"When this is over," she reached for his free hand and held it firmly, lacing their fingers together. "let's go to the secret place."

Switching his vision from the road to her, he saw her amber hues fill with warmth as the corner of her lips tugged into a soft smile. Lelouch found himself smiling alongside her before turning back to the road. He lifted their connected hands to his lips and he gently planted a loving kiss to hers.

"Sure, it's been too long."

C.C. closed her eyes and imaged the scenery of the beautiful place where the landscape was far and wide with an endless sea of flowers. The place where the cool winds brush their skin and the sun warmed them even more. Where the green trees stood their places proudly and the hidden cavern where the ceiling lit up like fireflies in the night sky.

. . . .

When they arrived at the mental hospital, C.C.'s nerves quickly got the best of her. They signed in and had their things put away before taking the seemingly long, cold path down to the visiting area. Although he knew better, it still surprised Lelouch at how normal the place seemed. Of course, he didn't expect to see a scene straight out of a horror movie, but seeing a few happy faces of the patients and the welcoming atmosphere he felt from the staff, nothing about this place was the slightest bit intimidating.

Once they found their seating at a table that seemed more secluded than the rests, Lelouch sat down and waited for C.C. to do the same.

"It's cold in here." Lelouch said looking around his surroundings for any visible signs of others feeling the same as him. "Are you cold, C.C.?"

"Sure—I'm going to the bathroom."

C.C. quickly raised from her seat and started making her way when suddenly she felt a firm grip around her wrist, ceasing her advances.

"Yes, can I help you?" she raised a brow.

"Where do you think you're going?" Lelouch frowned.

"I have to pee, care to watch?"

Disgusted at her bluntness, Lelouch released her wrist with a sigh and looked at her pointedly.

"Don't be in there all day or else."

C.C. scoffed, "Oh, please… what exactly are you going to do? Walk in and pull me out of the stall?"

Lelouch's more than aware of her motive— she's obviously trying to hide before Katherine's arrival.

"Just don't take too long, okay?"

C.C. poked her tongue out, brushing him off saying he's too pushy and needs to relax before she made her flee to the women's room. Lelouch intently watched the bathroom door for a few more seconds to make sure she wasn't planning an escape, turning around he sighed again and rested his chin in his hand whilst drumming his fingers on the white table.

"That woman is beyond my control." He muttered.

"Hello."

The man's violet hues shot up to meet soft brown orbs. Right away without a second guess he knew who he was gawking at. Her soft-spoken voice caught him by surprise and his heart skipped for a moment when a memory of his first meeting with her flash though his mind.

In the deepest parts of the back of his mind the fight or flight switch went off. Even though he personally never felt her wrath, just being around her almost felt… frightening. Almost as intense as the feeling he gets when Schneizel surprises him for the worst. Is it because he knows what she's capable of that's putting him on edge? Or is it something else? If he feels like this being around her, then he can't fathom what C.C. must've felt the first time.

"Is C.C. here with you? I was told I have two visitors today."

Catching himself, "Oh, yes she went to the bathroom."

"I see." Katherine pulled out a chair and sat directly across from the raven-haired man. "I must say, you've grown to be quite a handsome man, Lelouch."

"Thank you, you look pretty as well."

"No need to flatter me." A faint blush dusted her cheeks and she giggled. "So, I'm under the impression that you and C.C. are seeing each other, hmm?"

Lelouch cleared his throat, "Yes, she and I are together."

The woman gave him a small smile, one that had so much sadness yet happiness written all over. She averted her focus elsewhere and Lelouch took the opportunity to study her features. She was frail, very thin and the blue shirt she wore fit her loosely. Thinking back on it now, compared to when he first met her, Katherine hadn't changed much physically—just less 'intimidating' and a little older. Her eyes were still filled with sadness and dark bags hung under her eyes.

"Lelouch, there's something I would like to say."

He straightened, listening attentively.

"I want to thank you for saving Cecaniah's life because if you hadn't been there..." tears welled in her eyes as she reached across the table with trembling hands to hold his. "Thank you for taking care of her, for loving her when I couldn't and for always staying by her side. I know she loves you, she always has."

"Miss Corabelle—"

"Do you love Cecaniah?"

"I do… more than anything." He whispered.

"Please, I hope you can keep her smiling." She lowered her head to the table, still holding his hand tightly as she fought back the tears and all Lelouch could do was look at her sadly.

All she want is the best for C.C..To have the happiness she robbed from her…

To find the love she always needed.

AN: I know it's not much, but it's been a long time since I've written anything. I hope Lelouch and C.C. are still somewhat in character. Obviously they'll have to be OOC to some degree, but somewhere along the way I feel like I lost them. Is that true or is it just me? Anyhow, I hope you liked the chapter. Feel free to let me know what you think, comment, ask questions, review, etc. Until next chapter! XD

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To Guest reader Lin nn: Hi, how are you? Thank you so much for reading my stories and for the compliments. I very much appreciate it. Okay, so you don't have to send me the same message more than once. I see them the first time.:) Alright, now I'll try to answer your questions. When it comes to Rolo and Mao making an appearance, Rolo in fact did have a very small appearance in one of the earlier chapters... he went to the Christmas Festival with Nunnally. As for Mao, he will not make an appearance in this story. I tend to forget about him so he wasn't included when I first started developing this story idea, plot, etc. And if I try to add him now, it'll only be forced since the story is coming to an end soon. So, about updates... if I don't add an expected update date at the end of the story or in my profile, it's because I have no idea when I'll be able to write/update. Life's pretty busy and finding time to write for this and my other stories is getting harder. I do apologize for any mistakes I miss within the story. I try to catch them before posting, but I do miss more than I'd like to. I'll try harder so it can be more enjoyable to read for you and other readers. Hopefully this chapter had 'less' mistakes and was easier to read.

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