Pictures of You
Pairing: CC/Lelouch
Warnings/Spoilers: Post R2
Author Note: Summary: I carry a piece of you wherever I go

She gently ran her fingers cross the photograph.

The picture was worn and fragile. She silently knows that if she isn't careful the picture will probably rip. After all it is about one hundred years old.

She honestly believes that is the first time that she has ever carried a piece of her former contractor, but then again she knows that she has been more than just partners.

She had became his lover during the Zero Requiem

His Empress.

Now the only thing that she left of him is a photograph of him taken sometime during his Ashford Academy days.

For some reason she can't bear the thought of losing this photograph.

It's the only thing that she has to remind her of her dear partner.

Of her love.

Of her king.

-the end