A/n: I realize it's been a while since I wrote anything, but writer's block is a bitch (please pardon my language) and made me feel everything I wrote was crap. I still think this chapter is crap, but I tried XD

"I hate to admit this, especially to you, but I need help."

C.C. certainly didn't look sincere, what with cheese practically dripping down her face, but L knew better. When it came to dealing with a witch, appearances could be most deceiving.

"With what?" L asked, his voice carefully guarded. He picked up one of the almonds that was slipping down the side of his sundae, popping it into his mouth.

"There is a certain boy–"

"Your current contractor, am I correct?" he interrupted, venom almost dripping from his voice.

C.C. sighed, not bothering to hide her rapidly growing irritation. 'This boy is quickly reminding me why I hated him so much back then, the little know-it-all.' she thought spitefully.

"And he is currently showing more promise than you ever did, L."

The not-so offended teen in question stopped stacking marshmallows for a while to glance up at the 'witch.'

"Would you so kindly tell me why you are here, instead of making such petty insults to throw my way?"

"Don't flatter yourself!" C.C. yelled, slamming her fist into the table. She ignored the looks they were getting from other table, continuing her 'lecture.'

"I merely happened to run into you while looking for him, so don't go letting your ego get in your way!"

"Then stop screaming and explain. I don't like you any more than you like me, so I'd like to hurry this up. If you don't mind, that is."

"You insolent little brat! I ought to slaughter you for that, but you are unfortunately right." She sighed again, hating every minute she had to spend in this 'genius' presence of his.

"Well?" he prompted impatiently.

'Best to be blunt,' she thought. "I lost him."

L smirked. This was going to be more fun than taunting Light! "I propose a competition, then. If you win I'll help, and if I win you have to tell me the outcome of this… turn of events."(1)

"I can't tell you if you want to change something, since any alterations to the time stream could result in me losing the current contractor."

"I know," he said quietly. "I just… want to be prepared. If I'm going to lose then I want to die without regrets. I'm not asking for details, just the winner."

"Shake on it?" C.C. asked.

L nodded, holding out his hand.

-OMG, I think I might have run out of mildly annoying things to say! How is this possible?-

"Just what is it that you're always writing in that notebook?"

Light looked up, making sure to finish scribbling down the name, of course, and noticed 'Katsu' staring at him curiously.

"Sorry, do you mind repeating that?"

Lelouch groaned in exasperation, falling onto Light's bed in an exaggerated manner. "It's nothing. Hey, do you mind if I turn on the television? I'm bored out of my flippin' (2) mind!"

Light rolled his eyes, trying and failing to hide his smile. "Go ahead."

A/n: Aaaand cut! By the way, Lelouch will be extremely OOC in this fic. Because he lost his memory, I think it would be a bit irrational to assume he has the same personality. Actually, I'm only going to make him a lot more fun, since (let's face it) he's just too serious in the anime!

(1) I know it seems like he shouldn't know C.C. is from the future (and she didn't tell him) but it'll become clear soon.

(2) I love saying this, and I think he needs a catchphrase/word!

(Bonus points for anyone who can tell me what the title is based off of)