AN: Have two weeks passed? Or one? Anyways, sorry for the lateness. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don't own. Wish I did. Euphie could've been happy! Dx
Twenty – One. Life
Shirley stared down at the unconscious body of Lelouch and the one of the woman she had just killed; surely a life for a life was acceptable?
Twenty – Two. Jealousy
She spun around, refusing to look at what was right before her – Karen was a nice person, so there was nothing wrong with Lelouch talking to her.
Twenty – Three. Hands
Her hands pressed against his chest, sinfully savoring the warmth it provided.
Twenty – Four. Taste
Eyes gleaming, Shirley greedily reached for the slice of pizza, but Lelouch got it first – why did Lulu always get the best looking one before her?
Twenty – Five. Devotion
Despite the crime she had just committed, she would not shed tears over the woman; she would fight the gods to keep Lulu alive if she had to.
Twenty – Six. Forever
Hysteria bubbled into her throat, the words coming out strangely yet fitting perfectly inside her own head; if Lulu died, then she died, they would always be together!
Twenty – Seven. Blood
There was blood on Lelouch's hands that he could never give back – he was just glad that Shirley's wasn't on there.
Twenty – Eight. Sickness
He stared out at the casket, guilt gnawing at his insides; he killed an innocent, an innocent who was the father of Shirley.
Twenty – Nine. Melody
They stood side by side, belting out lines about Britannia being the greatest or something like that when Shirley giggled softly at Lelouch's voice; despite being talented and great at so many things, singing was not one of them.
Thirty. Star
Shirley glanced over at the TV where Zero had come out once again with his Order of the Black Night ('The star performer is out again, ne, Lelouch?')
-20/50 fin
AN: More to come. ;)
