Chapter 5~

Super Special Chapter 1

The Catcher In The Rye lol

I knew this was for the best. This was for the best, and I knew that.

I simply couldn't allow myself to become distracted, and over a boy of all things.

Of all the things that could distract me, a boy?

I didn't really have feelings for him, I couldn't. I couldn't have feeling's for him, and I really didn't.

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A/N~ KK, the whole 'double speech' thing I'm doing here…well if you've read The Catcher In The Rye, then you get it. Honestly, I dun have a problem with the book…but I knew this would REALLY piss one of my friends off…or make her laugh…probably both. So I'm not going to start writing like this all the time XD~

P's~ I dun know why the last chapter was all underlined o.o…but I didn't do it, I tried to fix it, but no matter what I did nothing happened, so ya sorry but deal.

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I took a step towards my bed, then collapsed. All to soon though, I hadn't quite made it there. I found myself face down on the carpet. Great, the perfect ending to the perfect day.

So what was I going to do? I couldn't really have…f-f-f-feelings for him…could I?

NO! Absolutely not! Absurd, ridiculous, shiny hair…I MEAN… GAH! No use… Okay, so I had a crush on Lelouch, it was aloud! Sure, I was a seventeen year old girl, not liking guys would be stranger…right? So this was fine, I would get over it eventually. So what would I do in the mean time? I was already constantly distracted, I didn't need his help, really. And besides, it appeared I would have to spend a significant amount of time with him, and this was going to make it harder. Damn it, why couldn't he just be a jerk like most of the other guys. I didn't even know anything about him, how could I like him? I couldn't! You can't have feelings for someone if you don't know anything about their personality, maybe he was actually mean or stupid. It was to much to think of right now, maybe I really was sick. My head was hurting now, and I felt feverish. Or maybe it was a result of all the stress that had suddenly fell into my lap.

I stood up slowly, not daring to put any faith into my wobbly legs. This time I made the three foot journey to my bed successfully. I laid down, to think. Maybe I was just being childish. Mean and stupid, that sounded plenty mature…

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hmmm…GAH!!!!!!!"

I tossed the blankets off me, I must have fallen asleep on accident last night. This was great I was going to be late again. At least my alarm had went off. Not that it would do me much good now, I still had to take a shower, iron my uniform, and then get dressed in the next -I glanced at the clock which was still beeping- 25 minutes! SHIT! Just my luck.

I ran to the shower. Hoping I could make it. Maybe if I hurried, and skipped the ironing I could make it. It wasn't THAT wrinkled right?

I slammed my fist against the clock, then looked around the room searching for my uniform. I didn't see it. But after I washed it I always…WAIT! I looked down. Perfect, just perfect. I was still wearing it! I hadn't even washed it, and it WAS just THAT wrinkled after sleeping in it all night. There was no way I could wash, dry, and iron my uniform, take a shower, and get ready in the next - I glanced back over to the clock- 20 minutes.

"Oh…" I sighed and collapsed to the floor. This was all his fault. Stupid stupid stupid LELOUCH! Oh no, I had forgotten. Didn't he say something about seeing me in the morning? Did he mean he was going to meet me for school? We probably wouldn't see each other in the morning otherwise…but then again…why had I even crashed into him in the first place, he shouldn't have been walking around before school…why was he out walking the other morning anyway? Did he do some kind of errand in the mornings? Whatever, I didn't care it didn't matter now. I may as well just stay home…I didn't feel well anyway…I put my hand against my throat. It was sore. And my head still hurt. Maybe I had a cold…

Knock Knock Knock

"Could that be him?" I whispered to myself as I tried to stand up.

Wait, I couldn't let him see me like this…then again…why not? I walked to the door, but stopped myself from opening it.

"Who is it?" My voice came out weak and raspy.

"The pizza man of course."

Oh, thank God, it's just the… HEY! wait a minute, I didn't order a pizza…I opened the door.

"Hi." Lelouch said waving.

"H-hi…"

"Are you ready…for…um…are you going to school today…'cause you don't look particularly well."

I glanced back down.

"Oh the uniform, well-

"No…I mean you look really sick, are you okay?"

Did I really look that bad? Come to think of it, I hadn't even looked at myself today…or brushed my hair, or teeth…or bathed! I shouldn't have answered the door.

"Do I really look that bad?"

"No, you just look like you don't feel well."

"Yes…and you look like your telling the truth, now that we're both done with our lies for the day."

"So are you going to school?"

"Are you?"

"Sort of, why?"

"Wait, what do you mean sort of?" How could he sort of go, either he didn't or he did.

"Well I'll be there, I can't guarantee I'll attend all my classes…but I'll be there."

"It's not very smart to ditch classes you know."

"That I do, but it's not very smart to over exert yourself when you're sick either."

"Damn, got me there."

"So are you going?"

I sighed.

"I want to…I mean I don't WANT to, but I need to. Unfortunately, I have nothing to wear, and not enough time to even improvise."

"Ah, it's a divine sign, stay home Rose, the world is telling you to."

"I don't know if I would read into it quite that much." He was in a humorously sarcastic mood. I wish I was that jovial…or did I?

"At any rate, you wont be able to concentrate in class if you feel as bad as you look."

"Thank you ever so much." I said, trying to sound sarcastic. I just sounded nauseous.

"I didn't mean it that way, go back to bed, get some rest, and I tell Milly. She'll take care of the absence."

"Don't you think she's going to get tired of doing me favors? You people must think I'm a delinquent, since you've met me I've only either been late to or skipping school."

"Nah, she doesn't mind helping out a friend, besides your to sweet to be a delinquent."

Sweet? Did he call me sweet, was that good or bad? That was good right?

"Thank you…"

"Sure, anytime I hope you feel better." and with that he turned to leave.

I had meant thanks for the erm…compliment, but either way.

I washed my uniform. Dried it. Ironed it, then hung it up for school, which I hoped I would be attending tomorrow. Now it was me time. I went to take a warm shower. It helped my mood a little, but not much. I didn't feel like eating. More or less I didn't trust my stomach. I didn't want to have to clean up my own vomit. So I decided to take Lelouch's advice and just go back to sleep. I could stand a couple extra hours.

To my surprise, I fell asleep pretty easy. And had dreams. Real dreams. Not nightmares. Nothing to do with the Abernathy's…

I opened my eye's. Taking in the scenery. I was confused. Where was I? Oh, my room that's right. I didn't go to school . The aberrance in my day had me confused. Or maybe it was the fever. Unless it had gone down. I sat up in bed. It was almost dark out, it must have been at least five or six. It was October, it got dark pretty early. It had been unusually warm, but I knew cold weather would be here soon. I stood up and walked to the living room to turn on some lights. I brushed my hair and went over to the refrigerator. I was starving. I looked around for something to eat. Maybe leftovers? I wanted soup…Miso didn't sound to good right now though…what the hell, anything warm sounded good right now. My throat was craving warm filling food. My stomach growled at the thought.

"If I were delicious…where would I be? Ah, that's right…in my own stomach."

Knock Knock Knock

There was a soft rapping at the door. Who would come to see…Lelouch!

"Who is it?" Like I didn't know.

"Just the pizza man again."

"I don't think I ordered a pizza."

"Are you sure, it's a pretty special pizza."

I went to open the door. There was Lelouch, and he was holding…a pizza?

"Good evening, hope I'm not disturbing you."

"Is that pizza?"

"Yeah, I didn't think it would settle to well with your stomach, but I thought maybe-

"Can I have some?" I interrupted.

He just stared at me. For a second at least. Then he burst out laughing.

"Wow, you must be really hungry."

I blushed and looked down. Great, now I felt like an idiot.

"Did you even eat today?"

"No…"

"You're supposed to eat when you're sick you know?"

"You're supposed to go to class when you attend school to…you know?"

"Ah, you got me, so then, do you want some pizza?"

"Yes!"

I lead him to the sofa.

"Make yourself at home." I stared down at the pizza box as he sat it on the table.

"So what's so special about this pizza?" I said reaching for the box.

"It's special because it's not eaten yet."

"What?"

"I don't get pizza very often, I have a friend that normally commandeers any and all pizza I come into contact with."

I laughed.

"Wow, they must really like pizza."

"Yeah, so do you like pizza?"

I looked up at him, I'd already devoured half a slice.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Sorry, I really am hungry."

"No, it's fine."

"So why are you bringing me dinner? Not that I mind."

"No real reason, just wanted to check in and see how you were feeling."

No way. No guy was that considerate. Especially a guy I just met! He had to have an agenda.

"So anything exciting happen at school?"

"Not really, student life is so boring, then again life in general is usually pretty boring…"

He placed his hand gently against my cheek. I had never actually tried not to blush. It had never really been a problem before, but I was trying now. It was a lost cause from the beginning.

"Your fever seems to have gone down."

He was so close, this wasn't fair. How could he be so cool about this while I was going crazy? I didn't know what to do, was I supposed to say something. I felt like an idiot just sitting there, staring into his eyes…

"Rosalie."

"Yeah." I breathed.

"Are you easily offended?"

The confusion sobered me a little bit. I wasn't really sure what he meant, so if I didn't know what he was talking about, I couldn't say yes.

"No…"

"I hope not." he said leaning in to kiss me softly.

NO! This wasn't happening. Was I still asleep? Was I crazy, was it the fever, maybe it hadn't gone down. Wait, did I ever even have a real fever, wait, wait! WHAT WAS GOING ON? I was kissing him back! This was insane!

He pulled away. I was still a little bit shocked. I shouldn't be kissing him! And I certainly shouldn't enjoy myself! Which I didn't, really, and once again, I wasn't in denial.

"Did that offend you?"

"No." I managed to say.

"Good. Any chance of it ever happening again?"

What, what were we talking about? He wanted to kiss me again? He wanted to kiss me at all?

"Ummm…is that rhetorical?"

"Nope." he had a confident grin on his face.

"I don't know…""Are you upset?"

"NO!" I answered to quickly.

"Well, I'd better go, people might think things."

"Who cares what people think?"

"Milly, she loves gossip, this would make her day."

"So…then…" I didn't know what to say, what did this mean? he liked me right?

"What?"

"Nothing…"

"I hope you feel better."

"I hope you don't get whatever I have."

"It would be worth it." He said smiling as he headed for the door.

"Good night." He called over his shoulder.

"Yeah, good night…"

Well…that was a special chapter in my life…