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Summary: C.C. is a lazy and gluttonous girl who only cares for pizza. And Lelouch is the man that may fall for her, ahem, charms.
Green Silk and Golden Orbs
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Chapter 5
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"I can't believe you only asked me to marry you for your sisters' sake," C.C. mused during their car ride to a brunch party.
They were headed to a brunch near the outskirts of the city. It was being held by C.C.'s school in honour of their Chairman retiring. Every student and their family was invited. Being her fiancé, Lelouch was family. He was included in the invitation as well. She had asked him to be her date that day for reasons unknown to Lelouch. He hadn't asked why yet. He was getting to it.
C.C. just beat him with a brutally honest statement.
"You didn't have to accept the proposal." Lelouch's main focus was on the road ahead of. He was not going to let C.C. distract him. "And we spoke about this already. Why must you keep bringing it up?"
"But it would have been rude of me to decline."
He chuckled. "Anyway, why did you invite me to this brunch of yours'?"
"I would be bored without any toy to play with." Yes, to C.C., Lelouch was a 'toy' in her eyes. She played with him often by rattling his nerves and mental well being. At least she hasn't grown bored of him yet.
Let's hope she doesn't.
"I feel used." Lelouch placed a hand over his heart, feigning a pang of heartache.
Poking his cheek, C.C. smirked. "Get used to it, boya."
C.C.'s school was not located in the outskirts of the city. The Chairman's house was. He lived on a grand villa. Of course his house would to be grand if he invited his entire student body and then some. Lelouch released some pressure off the gas to slow down as he rounded some of the curving roads towards the villa. Many cars were already scattered, parked wherever the drivers pleased. They noticed C.C.'s father's car much closer to the villa. Lelouch parked a couple of feet away, a safe distance from any other vehicles.
"Scared somebody might scratch your 'baby'," C.C. mocked as she stepped out of the dark sedan.
"Just because I'm a male, C.C., doesn't mean I refer to my car as 'baby."
Shrugging, C.C. slammed the car door shut. And by 'slammed', the car shook. And Lelouch's face dropped. It was hard to tell the expression of his eyes since his sunglasses were obscuring C.C.'s sight of them. But C.C. could tell they were slanted towards her and towards her alone.
It's not like Lelouch was capable of staring at two places at once.
Who could?
"Don't slam the car door." By saying that Lelouch just proved the point that males were strangely attached and overprotective when it came to their 'ride'.
"It's too late to tell me that," she replied cleverly as she began to walk to the entrance of the villa.
Slamming the door softly, which was somewhat of a paradox, Lelouch caught up with C.C. He was rather thankful that C.C. walked as if she was in her own world. Not too fast. If C.C. had quick feet, Lelouch would be breathless as he tried to reach her pace. His speed nor his endurance was any good; Lelouch was quite pathetic when it came to anything physical.
"Well, make a mental note for the future," Lelouch continued, not the dropping the subject.
"If it makes you feel better, I'll apologize to your 'baby' later."
Lelouch glanced down at her. All he could make out was the crown of her head. They were walking to close and in sync. The only time they've been this close was when she forcefully kissed him.
Ah, what a memory...
"You'll apologize to my car but not me?" He regained his original train of thought before he was distracted by their proximity.
C.C. bumped into him purposefully; it looked like a flirting move. "Why, did I hurt your feelings Lelouch?"
"My feelings?" A dramatic pause. "Never."
C.C. quickened her pace to stand in front of him. "I'm sorry." As if Lelouch had said 'yes, you hurt my feelings'. Either C.C. heard wrong or she was playing her mind games on Lelouch once again.
Probably the latter.
The way she looked up at him when she said sorry, Lelouch felt his chest unusually tighten. It was different from the chest tightening feeling he experienced when he ran out of breath. Lelouch could only describe the feeling as if his heart grew two times the normal size and occupied his left ribcage. It must have grown large since his beating felt stronger.
Was this a heart attack?
No, it couldn't be. His left arm wasn't numb with pain.
Hm...
"Don't look at me like that," Lelouch heaved, turning his head away, preventing himself from getting another peek at C.C.'s expression.
The two continued walking. Meaning, C.C. continued teasing.
"Why? Mesmerized?"
"Me? Never."
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"Do you want a drink?" Lelouch offered as he walked side by side with the green-haired-witch towards the most shaded areas of the villa.
"Yes," C.C. answered coolly, which was everything but what she was feeling.
The afternoon had shot up in temperature. Even the spots with the most shade was considered hot, burning hot. And if C.C. was hot, Lelouch was sweltering. He was wearing a collared shirt and black pants. Was he attending a funeral?
People might attend his since he was wearing the most sun absorbing colour.
"Why are those girls looking at me?" Lelouch bent over slightly, his lips near C.C.'s crown. He was pointing to a small group of girls fanning themselves, trying to cool down as much as possible.
They were a group of girls C.C. knew from school. Their time was most spent fawning over cute boys. Attending a female school must have made them slightly desperate. Unless they were desperate to begin with. They weren't in C.C.'s grade, they were in the same grade as Kallen and Kallen wasn't fond of them either. However, they were friends with Shirley for reasons C.C. never fathomed.
"Just ignore them." C.C. hated girls like them. Couldn't they see the guy they were fawning over was with a girl? Her heartbeat quickened irregularly.
It was hard to. Their high-pitched giddy giggling could be heard across the villa. Even when he turned around, they squealed in delight. If only Lelouch knew that cold-hearted men were popular with the teenage females.
And speaking of teenage females, again, a few from C.C's grade approached them. Shirley was in tow. Besides Shirley, there were three girls in total: one with deep blue hair, plum coloured hair and orange-blonde locks. Great, more girls she disliked, well, didn't care for. And great, they all had that fazed over look in their eyes when they looked at Lelouch, her date, her fiancé... Bitches.
"Is he your boyfriend, C.C.?" C.C. frowned at the use of her name. Since when did a stranger only call her by her nickname?
The one with navy hair noticed the glare and quickly bowed her head on her friend's behalf. "Shirley told us that you were bringing a date to the brunch."
C.C. sent her youngest sister a look; Shirley looked away as soon as she received it. "Yes, he is my date. His name is Lelouch Lamperouge."
The one that spoke first, the one with plum hair, clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Shirley was right, you are really handsome, Mr. Lelouch. You and Miss C.C. make a lovely couple!"
"He's not my boyfriend," C.C. clarified.
The blonde blinked at them, confused. "But you're a couple, right?"
Linking her arm around Lelouch's arm, C.C. began to drag him away from the pesty group. "He's my fiancé."
When they were far enough from the small group, C.C. slid her arm from Lelouch. He quickly glanced at her, puzzled. They made an agreement to not publicly declare they were engaged. Respectively, both their families knew. Of course they knew. Lelouch had asked his parents and C.C's father for permission to marry her. But, for the both of them, they wanted to keep things under wraps.
Obviously by C.C. blurting it out to the girls that gossip the most at her school, they weren't doing a good job at keeping things under wraps.
"Everyone should know about your engagement within the hour," C.C. stated.
"Why did you do that?"
"You hate rumours right? At least what they're spreading is the truth..."
Lelouch laughed at her unamused, almost pissed face. "You're not jealous, are you?"
"Are you stupid?" Her glare almost made Lelouch choke on his on breath.
But that didn't stop him from dropping the subject. "By saying that I'm your fiancé, you are basically saying that I am yours'."
C.C.'s golden eyes widened at the last word. It also made her face heat up uncontrollably. Was she blushing? And not normal blushing but madly blushing over what some teenage boy said...
"Yours'? I-I, y-you're not mine..." She replied, voice breaking at parts. "We don't belong to one another."
Lelouch saw the blush that emerged on her usual pale cheeks. It made him strangely happy. The beating in his chest became mildly erratic.
"Yes but when we get married, we will be."
"Shut up, Boya."
"Is the Witch becoming embarrassed?"
"Shut up."
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