Hallow's Eve- Nightmare Night

Lelouch growled at the absolute and utter STUPIDITY of this HUMILIATING costume. Was it really necessary to dress him as a large cat with a painted face. He was even purple for pete's sake! He was forced to hand out candy at the prez's party. He was mostly angry that he couldn't show CC the wonders of candy. Especially the free kind. "Happy Hallowee-CC!" he started boredly then recognition made him hiss as he grabbed her arm. She was dressed as a bright blue dog.

She smirked, "I most certainly won't break a promise."

He scowled and she teased, "Aw, is the puddy-tat mad?"

"Yes!" he said furiously.

She patted his cheek, "Relax Lulu, it's a costume party. Who'll recognize me?"

He opened his mouth to provide a logical counter, but none came.

Her smile was smug as he ground out, "Fine but stay near."

"Oh I will," she laughed softly, moving so she stood close behind him and was hidden by shadow. All night she would switch positions, at one point leaning her back against his.

She was infuriating, but he blushed and stuttered out the welcome when she stretched against him, glad she couldn't see.

She laughed softly, "I can hear your thoughts you know."

Lelouch tried to ignore her. But she was so warm pressed against him like that, so beautiful when she was amused-wait. Feelings were bad. Very bad. He stiffened, fending off these strange new thoughts-that he had forgotten she could hear. Now she was the one blushing. Suddenly, he grabbed her by the hand and practically dragged her outside into a gazebo. His hand-er, paw was soft in hers, startling in its comfort. Once they were shielded from prying eyes he threw off his "paws", using his hands to cup her own painted face. He murmured, transfixed by the strange woman before him, "Why me? I don't deserve such a creation."

He kissed her tenderly before she could answer, her chin tilted up and her body melting into his with a delicate sigh. She pulled away and mumbled into his neck, "No you don't, but I still love you Lelouch."

He chuckled, a tinge of hopelessness in his voice, "Strange how a dream came true on Nightmare Night."

CC didn't answer, merely kissed him again.

They stayed like that for a long time, sweet kisses under the full moon, a cat and a dog, a demon and a witch, fates intertwined forever. Would their dream become like the night of nightmares or would it stay true?

None could say for certain, but that night of Hallow's Eve, their was desperation and sadness in their eyes and on their cheeks.