Music Reaches the Colors of the Soul

Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Code Geass nor any of its characters.

Note to Readers: Thank you so much for all of your wonderful reviews! They really mean a lot to me so thank you!

Note about Chapter: This chapter occurs after the negotiations with Xing-ke and the Chinese Federation have been settled and their battle and everything is over. This chapter takes place during the Black Knights trip back to Area 11…er, I mean Japan.

Another important note: Lelouch has no feelings for Kallen whatsoever in my story, he's just worried about her as a friend, nothing more. This is purely a Lelouch x C.C. fanfic.

Zero walked at a brisk pace down the long hallway towards his private room of the airship. It had been over a week since the "incident" and everything seemed normal enough. He promised himself he would keep the witch out of his thoughts, and he did – for the most part. Upon entering the room, he saw the slender figure of C.C. huddled on the couch with Cheese-kun – her finger mindlessly stirring a glass of water on the coffee-table. She looked up at him and the hint of a smile could be seen on her otherwise indifferent face.

"Congratulations on your victory…Lelouch." C.C. remarked.

"It wasn't easy." The masked prince replied. He pulled off his mask and placed it in its holder, being careful not to scratch or drop his most valued belonging. He wandered towards the closet and hung up his cape – not bothering to look in the witch's direction. He then made his way towards the control panel, complete with computers and an assortment of buttons and equipment, and sat down. He tapped his fingers against the arm of his chair with restless uneasiness.

C.C. sat up from her position on the couch – noting Lelouch's troubled expression. "You're worried about Kallen, aren't you?"

"What's it to you?" He snapped at her. He immediately regretted the harshness of his tone, and made an effort to lower his voice. "I couldn't save her. This happens every time." He forced himself to maintain his composure. "We'll get her back in due time. It's pointless to worry about it now."

A short silence permeated throughout the room. Lelouch leaned back in his chair and sighed. He knew Kallen would be safe for now which gave him time to think of a plan, so he decided to put the thought behind him entirely.

He swiveled his chair just a tad and glanced at the witch for the first time. She was wearing one of Lelouch's shirts that was only partly buttoned. Her legs were completely exposed and he immediately noticed that she wasn't wearing any pants, just pink underwear with a satin lace trimming…he turned away, slightly irritated that he looked at her. A shivering sensation rippled throughout Lelouch's entire body. His breath drew short and his hands trembled. Just one glance and she had him, and she knew it too. Lelouch brushed off the feeling with a forced effort.

"She's doing it on purpose just to make me lose my nerve. She knows she has the upper-hand now and is exploiting every bit of her power. She truly is a witch."

C.C. smirked at Lelouch's struggle to gain control of himself and then opened her mouth to speak. "I'm bored, Lelouch. Let's play a game." She said in a mocking tone with a hint of playfulness.

"So now you want me to entertain you?" Lelouch replied sarcastically.

She ignored his comment and continued, "I'll ask a question and we'll both have to answer it and vice versa. It's quite simple really, quite harmless."

Lelouch couldn't help but notice her captivating eyes of gold, staring straight into his own. She was teasing him, exerting her power over him. He would not be bested by this witch.

The prince scoffed with a look of confidence and made his way to an arm-chair adjacent to where C.C. sat. "I accept your challenge".

C.C. leaned back against the couch and looked across the room, not meeting Lelouch's gaze. She said with complete indifference, "What's your favorite color?"

"Are you serious?"

"I'm asking you a question. Now answer it."

"Blue.", he stated with suspicion.

"Blue?" The green haired beauty said with wonder, "And I was sure you were going to say purple…Why blue?"

Ignoring the obvious "purple" comment, Lelouch replied, "There are so many shades and tints that can represent so many different aspects of a personality. One minute, blue could be light and carefree and then immediately turn on you and become a dark mystery of deceit." He glanced at C.C., "Now it's your turn."

"Yellow."

"Not green?" He remarked with sarcasm. He wasn't going to let her off that easily.

"It's not as respected as the other colors. It is the hardest to see and one of the least appreciated. It could just disappear without anyone noticing or caring."

Lelouch pondered C.C.'s answer before asking his own question. "Are you musically talented?"

"Quite so. I can play the harp to say the least." She laid face down on the couch, her two feet swinging back and forth in the air. She looked up and her piercing eyes met his own. "You?"

Lelouch eyed C.C. with a look of contempt. First she acted as if nothing happened, and now she was mocking him and playing with his nerves. He wasn't sure how much more he could take, but he couldn't lose to this demon girl.

"I have the ability to play the piano." He stated with a mark of confidence – it was a mask, a complete mask.

"I've never heard you play. Why don't you play a tune for me?"

"With what? It's not like I have a piano on this airship."

C.C. pointed with her foot towards the corner of the room. There was a mahogany piano with Chinese embellishments, complete with dragons. Lelouch shot a glance at C.C. that read "what did you do?" C.C. read his face in an instant.

"It wasn't me. Xing-ke gave it as a gift for risking your life for Empress Tianzi and to seal the friendship between the United States of Japan and the Chinese Federation. He said it was an antique of incredible value." C.C. shrugged her shoulders.

Lelouch walked over to the marvelous masterpiece of a piano and ran his fingers along the smooth wood. He lightly placed his hand on the keys and played a quick and short series of notes. He then sat down with his hands in his lap. He hadn't played the piano in years. Ever since he was exiled from Britannia, he refused to play the wondrous instrument which reminded him of so many memories of his past that he wished to forget. He thought of his mother, the one who had taught him everything he knew about the piano and his heart felt as heavy as lead. He lifted his fingers and began to play a heartfelt tune. The most beautiful and melodious notes could be heard throughout every corner of the airship. Everyone stopped their duties to listen to the mysterious music that was playing. Lelouch closed his eyes and a surge of feelings rushed through him. He felt elated, joyous, content, peaceful - and yet at the same time he felt sorrow, pain, and grief. These feelings encompassed him and he was lost in another realm where only he existed.

His world was intruded upon by a light touch on his shoulder. Lelouch opened his eyes – he was back in his room and he could feel warmth running through his shoulder. C.C. let her hand fall and sat beside Lelouch. She did not look at him, only staring at the keys before her. She started to play. It was a soft and light tune, simple yet refined. Lelouch glanced at the girl beside him and his heart began to race. They sat so close to each other that their shoulders almost touched. Lelouch stared at the light and nimble fingers of the witch and studied her movements. He picked up his own hands and played an accompaniment that matched her own, but with added embellishments. C.C. smiled – her first genuine smile in a long time. She leaned in closer to Lelouch so that their shoulders touched. A shock ran through the prince's body. A small smile spread across his face. This moment in time was the most perfect he had ever known. No words were exchanged. Their eyes followed their fingers on the piano, with a soft melody drifting throughout the room, their shoulders touching, both of them smiling, and their souls perfectly in tune with each other. Lelouch wished that there was no such thing as tomorrow, so that this moment of bliss would last forever.

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Thanks again to all of my readers! Hopefully I'll be able to update soon like I did for this chapter, but again I make no promises. But please check back!

And if you didn't read the note at the top, Lelouch has absolutely NO feelings for Kallen whatsoever. He worries about her as a friend and he feels guilty for not being able to save her. That is all. This is purely Lelouch x C.C. I only added it to give the chapter a sense of realism because that is probably how Lelouch would react.

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