Chapter 1: The Almighty Best Friends Forever Rule

"Why don't you have a boyfriend?"

A pretty pair of golden eyes peeked at him from the confines of her comfy cocoon of white bed sheets.

"Probably the same reason why you haven't dated another girl since 10th grade." She snickered, shifting her attention towards the happy little game she played in his smartphone.

He laughed bitterly at the sudden accusation she flung at his face. She was right. He wasn't one to deny that. The last girl he had dated had been a fiery redhead with her spicy attitude and spontaneous personality. If a relationship was anything like his previous experience, he wasn't excited for a repeat.

"I have my reasons." He shrugged, sighing audibly as he reached across the nonexistent space between them and plucked his phone out of her hands.

She frowned at him for snatching her plaything, but didn't really call him out for snagging it. "And I have mine."

There was a slight pause in the conversation in which she carefully rearranged herself beneath his comfortable duvet, so her entire body was facing his.

"You've known me for ten years." She yawned, moving her lower body lithely to tangle her legs with his. "I'm not the relationship type. No guy can ever put up with me. You, on the other hand, have plenty of women crawling all over you; just dying for anyone of them to go out with you just once."

He watched the proud grin creep across her full lips in the dim light. She moved like a cat, graceful and ever so taunting as she planted both of her hands on either side of his head, hovering above him like a predator. But he was too used to her devious gestures and thought nothing of it as he met her steady gaze and voiced his protest.

"Well, maybe I'm not that interested." He cocked an eyebrow as he stared up at her hovering face. "There's no law that says I have to have a girlfriend. And have you ever considered the possibility that I'm not the relationship type as well?"

Her hold on him slackened for a bit as she shrugged. "I don't know. You're such a good friend, and you would make a good boyfriend for a girl."

It was his turn to smile impishly. A startled yelp bounced across the four corners of his neat room when he capsized her over to the unoccupied side of the bed. Her surprise melted away at the sight of those mischievous purple eyes, peering down at her with unrestrained glee.

He only hummed in response; neither confirming nor denying her proclamation… But how could he dignify her statement with a proper answer when he was more preoccupied with other things?

Her soft sighs soon filled the room as his long and skilled fingers easily found the bundle of nerves tucked away between her slick and flushed folds. His other hand, skimming over her smooth abdomen, tracing over delicate skin, made her writhe alluringly beneath his sheets — a reaction he honestly relished in seeing.

"You're no fair." She gasped in between soft pants, clenching her legs together beneath the sheets to try and relieve the lovely friction between her thighs.

"Fair was never quite our style to begin with."

There was simply nothing more exhilarating than the sound and the sight of a beautiful woman caving traitorously beneath such sensual ministrations. And indeed, CC was quite the provoking vision when she was like this. But even so, they both knew how unconventional this was — how deviant from the norm.

But was it so wrong to say he couldn't help himself? Was it a sin if they both confessed they couldn't stop each other from indulging in taboo desires?

From the moment this arrangement began, they both knew how twisted it was — in a way. And yet, that didn't stop him from slipping his fingers inside her, relishing that warm and tight heat enveloping his prying appendages. Second thoughts held no sway over her tonight as she wrapped her own hand around the hot column of flesh at his groin, pleasuring him just the way he wanted.

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'Hi. Can I call you…?'

'Can't sleep, can u?'

A phone's shrill ringing broke the silence in her dark room. CC peeked out from beneath her blanket, and indeed, saw his name flashing bold and catchy across her screen. Squinting from the harsh LCD light, she answered his persistent call; all while idly wondering what could possibly be keeping Lelouch up at this ungodly hour.

"What's wrong?" She mumbled groggily, rubbing sleep from her eyes as she forced herself to sit up in bed.

Her digital bedside clock read 3:33 AM… Not a very good time to be awake.

"Why do you always assume something's wrong when I call at night?"

CC narrowed her eyes at her best friend's picture displayed proudly on screen.

"Lelouch, normal people don't bother their friends at three in the morning…"

Static met her ears across the line as he remained silent for a few seconds or so. She actually debated on whether or not hanging up was a good idea, but thought otherwise. He would just talk her ear off when they saw each other again, and she didn't feel like receiving a verbal beating — no matter how friendly it was.

"Screw it. I'm coming over."

He's coming ov— Wait, what?!

It wasn't like him to be so reckless with things like this, but damn. Whatever was tugging at his nerves was probably enough to warrant her attention after all. Instances like this were incredibly rare enough, and she didn't get to see him unhinged all that often in their ten years of friendship. So, perhaps—

"No, pizza. No, entry."

She could hear him shuffling around on the other line…

"Wh— Where do you expect to get pizza at a time like this?"

"I don't know. But you certainly do since you're being a pain in the ass at this hour."

"You can't be serious." More shuffling and then the sound of his feet hurriedly tackling the carpeted stairs of his duplex. "Whatever happened to the best friends' rule to listen to each other even at the most inconvenient of times?"

"I've barred the doors and windows. And I'm only asking for a favor in exchange for a favor."

His growl was menacing, but she wasn't bothered. "Ugh, alright alright. I'll find a place. I'll be there in ten." She could hear the chilly wind blowing in the background now. "Twenty if it takes me too long to find your stupid pizza."

CC only grinned, twirling a lock of hair around one finger, as she listened to him grumble and start the car engine; on his way to their impromptu sleepover party.