A/N: Minna! I'm back.. This would be a brand new chapter for my favorite pair none other than Lelouch and C.C.. I had this wonderful idea one night in which I had read a lot of fanfictions here. It was raining and I had the sudden urge of writing. ( Well to tell you the truth when it usually rains it always gives me such inspiration to write a story.. And it is always at night, wow! Talking about such coincidence..) hehehe.. and that time I am listening to Utada Hikaru's songs.. Such Love songs give me warmth… Ehem.. Sorry If I made my introduction this long.. ( Try listening to Utada Hikaru's song' Final Distance' while reading this..)
On with the story..
2nd Chapter Title: Journey to its end
Disclaimer: I don't own Code Geass: Hangyaku no Lelouch, all praises for Sunrise and Clamp.
Brief Summary: C.C. had left Japan, formerly known as 'Area Eleven', she wanders the world wanting the bloody past to just disappear from her mind. She was determined to face another chapter from her endless existence. But can she escape the never ending adoration from the man that was already dead. Endless dreams. Endless tears. Endless love. Read on!
A week from now would be a year already of her journey overseas. She had traveled all over places in just a year.
She once again had seen many faces and a lot of different people.
She decided to go to the previous places she had gone to from hundreds of years ago.
Wanting to compare whether it was still the same as before.
From North and South America, Eastern and Western Europe, Africa and even to North and South poles. She was simply everywhere around the globe.
She settled on picking up the pieces of the past to start a new.
And for a month now she decided to even a little bit for awhile to stay in one of the most beautiful places around the world. France, particularly Paris.
The city of romance.
The city of lights.
The city of beauty and charm.
In her first few weeks she acted as an excited traveling tourist. Visiting famous places and land marks.
She went to Pompidou center, to Place Ves Porgess, and to the Louvre, a famous museum all over the world. She also went to the 'Grand Boulevards', where famous historical structures are located, one of those are the Paris Opera House. And lastly to the ever famous Eiffel Tower.
All throughout a month she was determined to act as an unstoppable tourist. Pictures here and there and everywhere.
For a month she was living in a very fancy and sophisticated hotel. Her travel and accommodation expenses were all part of a gift from the famous Brittannian Empress, Nunnally vi Brittannia, Lelouch vi Brittannia's younger sister.
Nunnally was never angry at her, though she had confessed that all Lelouch sufferings were her cause. More over the young Empress was so grateful of her. The Empress knew her love and admiration for his older dead brother. She knew C.C's suffering of his lost is much greater that hers. That's why she had given her a gift to travel all over the places in exchange of a promise.
A promise to return every year for Lelouch's death anniversary, and it is now just a few weeks from now.
The green haired 'witch' watches the beauty of the city of lights beyond her hotel window. She settled in a soft purple colored velvet wooden arm chair facing towards the window.
Marvelous scenery of lights from the outside, the famous Arc de Triomphe was also can be seen.
She settled in for a glass of champagne. She was drinking not that she wanted to be drunk that night. She just wanted to have a good night sleep. That was all that it's running through her mind.
' A good night sleep..' she thought with a soft shrug from her shoulders, then a soft laughter coming from her lips.
" How absurd,," she said. She knew what the true intentions behind why she is like this. Ever since she had seen the calendar just a few weeks ago she became weary of something.
The time is near.
Just a few days from now she would once again go to the reality she had wanted to escape to.
She will wake up from this dream land she had decided to go through a year ago.
A dreamland and paradise of false happiness.
She was happy from her travels. She had met wonderful people. But that happiness was all impermanent and would instantly fade away the moment she would once again be alone by her self.
It was so trivial. Though she does not complain about the exhaustion and tiredness she would feel from this she must admit sometimes it helps her cope up those trivial things. And gives her a good night sleep every time.
She swallows the sparkling wine from its glass and pours another from its iced cold bottle. With just a few more drinks the bottle would definitely be empty.
She puts her hand on below her chin and leans to the table in front her. She curves her lips slightly. Her eyes pinned beyond the seen outside and her mind occupied not by the thought of this scenery but by the face of man.
The man she loves.
The only man she was so intimate with.
The only man who knew about her horrible past.
The only man who was aware of her true wish.
The already dead man.
Lelouch, her Lelouch.
With this thought in her mind all her kept depressed and disheartened emotions dominated her.
She began to cry. Warm droplets of water gush down her rosy cheeks.
Endless tears run through her, she covers her lips to sustain her sobs.
The liquor had taken its effect to her. It is now conquering her. She was defeated by its power working together by the sadness in her heart.
" Lelouch..!" she began to yell his name.
It was a first for the long time, she had shouted his name.
She situates both her hands to her ears shutting both her weeping eyes, shouting his name with all her power.
"Lelouch..!" she shouts.
Continuously, repeatedly, persistently, over and over again, shouting his name until her voice would weaken. Until she would not have the ability to speak his name again.
She loves his name.
She loves his whole being.
His silky raven colored hair.
His beautifully rounded amethyst colored eyes.
His most pride perfect shaped nose.
His luscious supple pinkish lips.
All of him, everything about him that gives her shivers all over her body.
She curls her self on the chair her hand closely hugging her knees to her face, making small warmth to her body.
She feels cold.
A chilly sensation is beginning inside her. The urge to feel his warmth to victor this coldness is initiating.
She is tenderly missing him.
To hold him, touch him, kiss him and succumbed him once again if given a chance.
" If.." she said almost like a whisper.
A single word that made a hurtful pain again inside.
All her unbelievable fantasies would never be come into reality.
' He was long dead.' she thought that suddenly made her shudder.
She was crying all through out the night, her sobs once again echoed the whole room.
A boundless, almost like forever night of anguish.
And the morning came.
She can't remember how she had managed to sleep in the bed but she was.
She slowly opens her eyes and felt a tolerable pain in it and to her head. It sting.
She moves towards the side table beside the bed and eyes a hand held mirror.
She grabs it.
She was shock by her reflection beyond the mirror.
Her eyes were tremendously swollen.
And then she felt pain from her throat, her voice husky.
She gets ups desiring for a glass of water.
She grabs a glass and pours water from the pitcher.
From her side she eyes the eighty percent empty bottle of the champagne she had gulp down last night. And she smirks.
" Never in a hundred years.." she said and she then walks towards the window and pulls a chair.
She drinks from the glass almost half full empty. It felt great.
It refreshed her.
And suddenly the clock rings.
She glances at it.
11:00 a.m.
" I wonder what time it is there now..?" she speaks and grabs a hand held phone from the table.
She dials. It rings.
"Paris International Airlines, Good morning..!" a voice from the other line said.
" Good morning! I would like to purchase a ticket to Tokyo please.." she replied.
" Right away , Ma'am.." the other line replied.
She is now ready.
She is now prepared to face the past that she can never disregard and put out of mind.
A past that was so precious to be forgotten.
She presses the cancel button and simply releases the phone from her hand to the table.
She glances upon the scenery outside.
The sun on its warmest and brightest state shining upon the lovely city.
The city of Paris in its robust and spirited status.
She takes a few deep breaths, letting out all her worries and anxiousness.
" And this is how my journey ends.." she said with a chaste smile building from her lips.
Moving forward.
Moving, all in hand the happy memories of the past excitedly.
OWARI! ^_^
A/N: How was it..? If you ever liked it or not please do give reviews…I need them to formulate another exciting chapter for this..
*SPOILERS* What would be the things that is waiting for C.C when she comes back to Japan..?
Would it make her sad? Happy? Thrilled? Or shock her?
I don't know. Wahahahhaha.. But surely it will shock all of us..
I'm sure about that..
Anyway please do give reviews. I love you guys..!
*Mwuahh!*
Tsuzuku ne….. AIHSATAN ELLIMAC