At My Backseat

By

IhEaRtZeRoThEhErO

It was Christmas night and she was with me. Ain't I'm lucky? Because I was with her, not him.

She was crying at my backseat. She kept on cursing him. She kept on telling me how much she loves him, and what they had planned.

She told me that he was the one for her. But he's not. He would never be.

The whole night she was there. She was with me. I'm with her. But she was thinking of him. Not me.

If I could just touch her hair. If I could just stop her tears. If I could just teach her to love me. I would. But I can't.

Because she loves him. And he's my friend. And I respect him.

The whole night I was with her. I was driving and listening to her...and thinking and crying...but she can't see it.

I stopped driving. The rain outside was heavily pouring our wounded hearts...if I could just stop her tears. I would. But I can't.

"Why?" she asked. Her throat dried from crying.

I didn't look at her. "I'm tired." I answered.

"I'm sorry Lelouch...I think I am bothering you much." she said. There was sadness and regret in her voice.

No you didn't.

"Yes, you did." I answered.

"I'm really sorry, I just can't call anybody..." she said.

It's fine. If you only know that I was always here for you.

"It's okay, I also don't have much work." I said.

I love you, and I can't stand seeing you cry.

"Lelouch..." she said. Almost like a whisper. I hope she would say it always like this. "Lelouch..." she repeated.

But I can't answer back. I was just looking straight at the road ahead. If I could just drive this car forever with her. I just wanted to be with her...even in times like this.

There was lights everywhere, everyone was smiling except for us. Why do we have to spend the Christmas like this?

"Do you love him?" I asked. I don't know where it came from...stupid question. Of course, she does.

"I do, but...a time would come that I would get tired of it." she said.

Tired? Why am I not getting tired of loving you?

"Only fools think that love won't fade." I said. I'm a fool, ain't I?

"Fool?" she asked.

"Yes..." I answered.

"Only fool falls in love..." she said.

Yes...I am a fool because I'm in love with you, though I am not supposed to...

"Shirley...didn't you like Shirley?" she asked...

Shirley? You're the only girl I love.

"Shirley?" I asked.

"I see...you didn't, but why?" she asked.

"Because I'm in love with you." I answered.

I didn't look at her but I know her reaction - shocked. Why wouldn't she?

Then I closed my eyes, and fall asleep.

No one dared to spoke after I confess to her...not even me.

I woke up because up because of her cries...even at sleep, she was crying. He really did hurt her.

I sat next to her...I let her sleep on my lap...let her cry there.

Then I realized how useless I am. I can't stop her tears, still can't heal her wounds...still can't make her mine.

I touch her hair...it was soft and it smells like a strawberry.

Her cheeks, it was soft. It feels good to touch it, and Suzaku is a big moron, for letting a tear fall from it.

If I could just teach her to love me. If I could make her mine.

But love's really this cruel.

"Why do you keep on loving me?" she asked.

"Why do you kept on loving him?" I replied.

Then she kissed me.

I drive her home - to where her heart was.

I saw Suzaku standing at the gate. And she was still in the backseat. She's no longer crying...

She goes out of the car and looked at Suzaku. He said he's sorry for what he did, and she answered that she'd forgiven him.

I drove my car away.

I guess things would now be okay, but not that of between me and her. After we did it on the backseat, I know and I am sure of it, that we would never be the same again.

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