Well, suddenly I've decided to write a continue, short drabble, I hope, since after reviews (thank you very much, guys!) I realized that some readers didn't understand the moment with Kallen. Yes, I believe, that's my fault, because it were me, who write if somehow wrong.

So, that's why I want to make it clear for all readers. ))

And again, please, sorry for my grammar. I will improve, honestly!

"Lost Image"

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Kallen fell into the comfortable hug of the chair and scornfully sniffed.

"So you two pretty close, I suppose, but do not make fool of me," she said trying not to look at her friend, who lazily walked out of dark closet now clothed in her black costume instead of Zero outfit.

"Oh, it will be pretty hard because you very fun when being teased," C.C. sat on the couch and smiled.

Kallen sighed and again turned to the monitors, and witch thoughtfully stared at the white surface of the coffee table. Lelouch already somewhere at Ashford, playing with another pawns with enthusiasm of old puppeteer. She – there, behind not very trusty, but strong walls of Chinese Embassy. Quick look at the clock on the wall, 'legates will arrive soon'. Again C.C. looked at the Kallen and – funny – felt something like a sympathy and shame. The vision of Kallen that time, when the world blurred and was spinning around, was just a bad joke of her mind. Maybe she should be sorry to the redhead, because she knew pretty well that Kallen was in love with Lelouch. Or with Zero?

Witch chuckled and smiled. This little girl still doesn't really understand about her own heart, but immortal C.C. was sure – the images of Lelouch and Zero completely different although performed by the single person. Does Kallen know about it?

"If you want, I'll steal some cake from local kitchen for you," murmured C.C. looking at Kallen with half-opened eyes.

The girl turned around and looked at witch in wide-eyed astonishment. "Why?" she blurted.

"I feel sorry for some thing," C.C. shrugged and stood.

"Forget about it," mumbled Kallen making her way to the doors. "I'm going to take a shower. Plus, I feel very uncomfortable when you so caring about me. You know, it's like in old tale, when lost child is being lured by evil scary witch."

C.C.'s face remain unemotional. When Kallen walked out, she sat back and again stared at the table.

Is that the poor ending of the woman's friendship? Though feeling slightly sorry, she nevertheless was secretly contented. Lelouch was the object of their friendship and, maybe, he will the cause of it destruction. Will she feel disappointment? Being an old cynic, she never believed in such a thing called friendship. They all were just poisoned by her geass, or attached by contract. She never had anything sincere and real. Until meeting Lelouch. Yes, he was another contractor, but very amusing one, and he knows more than any of previous. She was sure – between them there is no love, but who said that love is the best and candid feeling? Their mix of collaboration, comprehension and honesty was much better in witch's opinion.

Another loud sound from the monitors distracted C.C. from her thoughts. She made a wry face and felt annoyed with her own reflections. Why she should be worry about something if in some time they all will be dead or… she will die herself?

"Stupid," she whispered to anyone and made a way to greet a Chinese ambassador.

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