A/N: What's up guys, A.D. Fields here. Now, I'll be talking for a bit, and it'll be kinda boring, but this note is very important, so please read it.
First off, I'd like to thank all those who follow and read "Into the Fray" and I do have some news on that. There is another update coming, but it'll probably be the last one for quite some time, but I'll tell you why a little later in this note.
So, I really enjoyed what Project Clu-Clu (I think that's right) does with the whole "Your wish is my Command" series, and I asked him/her if I was allowed to use this format, but have one critical difference. All the stories here, will be Lelouch and Cornelia centered. They can be AU or canon, it really doesn't matter to me. I'll take your requests in my inbox on fan-fiction (this site your on. Just click on my name, and then the little PM thing to request stuff). As I was saying, I would like to thank Clu-Clu for use of his/her format, and their generosity in allowing me to do this.
As I said before, all these will be romance for Lelouch and Cornelia. Some may be related down the road if that's what the fans want, but it's totally up to you guys, and here, nothing will go past the T rating, so no lemons, sorry!
Now, to the really important part. Into the Fray will be getting another update in the next few weeks, that I will promise you, but it will be quiet after that for quite some time. The reason? Military! I've been accepted into the Canadian Military, and my Basic Military Qualification (Boot Camp) starts January 26th. Less than a month from today, so I really won't have too much time to myself to write and upload stuff, but I'll do my best.
Remember, if you want to request something, PM me, and I'll do my best to write a schpeel about it, but I'll probably need to do some research first. Little hint, Mass Effect stuff is more than welcome, considering I've logged well over 300 hours in the entire series.
That's all for now, please enjoy, and leave a review.
It was dark, and it was late. Half past twelve in the morning to be exact, and everyone who was anyone was nestled away in their beds, sleeping peacefully, and recharging for the day ahead.
Everyone but one man, was counting sheep in dreamland, but he had a rather good excuse as to why he wasn't.
The pale blue light from the television shone throughout the living room, in fact, it was the only light inside the entire house, casting grotesque shadows on the wall from ordinary objects such as the sofa or the lamp.
"She's never late. What could possibly be keeping her?" the man thought, attempting to solve the puzzle that had been plaguing him for just over three hours now.
The her, that he was referring to in his thought process, was his wife, who was a police officer at the local station.
He had been watching the news ever since she was twenty minutes late, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious that could explain why the woman he loved was so late, but there was nothing.
No robberies, no car accidents, no kittens stuck in trees. There was no explanation that he could find which would suit her being this late.
Of course though, that didn't stop his mind from playing through any and all scenarios, no matter how wild and ludicrous, that would serve as an explanation as to where his wife had disappeared to that night.
His eyes glazed over for the fourth time as the clock struck one in the morning, and as the midnight news anchor got off, and the feed switched to infomercials, but he didn't care.
He began to fall backwards in time through his mind as he continued to blankly stare at the television set in front of him, still casting its eerie glow around the room.
He fell back to when they were mere teenagers and had met in their first year of high school at lunch, and they had only grown closer in the four years they spent in that hell.
Even in grade twelve, he had been the socially inept, but surprisingly popular captain of the chess team, while she, also socially inept, and although not as popular captain of the history club.
Both of them had analytical minds, thinking strategies through to the point of exhaustion. He with chess, and she with battles.
Practically everyone thought that one of them, or both of them would've joined the military. They had the grades, the drive, and the discipline to do so, and even the recruiters thought so as they did everything but beg them to enlist into the forces, but it wasn't to be.
Both of them never had what you would call a relationship, they were more like...siblings, and even once they separated to go to their respective universities, they still kept in touch with e-mails, and meetings when their timetables allowed it.
Once they had finished, she had come out as an officer of the law, and he was a newly minted lawyer.
It seemed like a good arrangement, with her catching the criminals, and he prosecuting those who were guilty of their crimes to the fullest extent of the law.
They had both grown over the years, both in status and in rank, with him becoming one of the best prosecutor's in the country, and her, becoming a highly respected and decorated member of the police forces in the state.
However, they had both realized something that they would've rather not had happen, but were more than happy to accept.
Both of them had fallen in love with one another, which is pretty good, because he got out of the brother-zone, which is a very rare thing to do.
They had a spring wedding, and all those who were able to, attended, and those who couldn't had sent their regrets.
The entire thing was lovely, birds chirping, breeze blowing, flowers blooming and all that other stuff that happens in spring that's really nice.
She had looked wonderful, standing at the altar in the white wedding dress that her sister had picked out, and with her purple hair back in a tight braid, shining a small smile in his direction as he wiped his sweaty palms on his tuxedo pants for the umpteenth time that hour.
Again, after that, they had only grown. Buying a house in the suburbs, getting a couple of cars so they could each commute whenever and wherever they had to, and even talking about starting a family, which was a scary prospect for him.
His mind shifted back into gear as he registered the sound of a key turning in the lock for the front door.
The door slid noiselessly open and it then shut with a quiet click. Before he knew it, he was bathed in bright light, chasing away the shadows that had adhered to the wall when only the television was on.
The person in the doorway said one thing to the man sitting on the sofa with the sad smile on his face, their voice laced with surprise.
"Lelouch? What are you still doing awake?"
"Just thinking honey, just thinking" he replied, getting up and walking to another doorway, and flicking the light. "By the way, I made dinner."
The light revealed a rather sad scene. A rose, drooping in its vase sat in the center of the table, along with two candles, burnt right down to the bases, and two empty plates, along with an intricate grouping of silverware all around them and silk linens (tablecloth and napkins) at each place.
"I...uh...put the food in the oven to keep it warm, but I guess it was all for naught" Lelouch said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I did get a little worried about you though."
A chuckle was issued, before the person said "Lelouch, you shouldn't have been. I'm a big girl, I can take care of myself."
"I know you can Cornelia, but that doesn't mean that I love you any less than on the day I said 'I do' at the altar" he replied, taking hold of her hands and looking deeply into her eyes. "And because of that, I will always worry, even though I'm not the type of person to do so, I do want to know why you were so late."
She looked down, embarrassed with the answer she knew was coming, but she told him anyways "A party. They threw a party for something that happened at the station, a birthday, or something, and I didn't notice the time, it was foolish really."
"Well, the point is we're both together again" Lelouch said with a sly smile "Now, how about that dinner?"
Cornelia's eyes lit up with amusement as she sauntered over to her seat and sat down "I'd love some."
The End