Author: Angel-wing2
Language: English, Rating: Fiction Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Humor
Disclaimer: Sunrise owns Code Geass. I own my brain, which is, unfortunately, 80% water. (Hey, yours is too!) XD
Chapter 5
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Lelouch stood close to C.C., unmindful of the stares he had earned them. It was nothing short of disgraceful that he had so obviously singled out his choice so early in the evening. So many women had been eyeing him all evening that he wanted nothing more than to ditch this place.
C.C. could hardly conceal her amusement. "I didn't know I was first in your heart, Lelouch." She smiled, ever-sarcastic.
Lelouch thought she looked simply stunning that night, apart from all that sass, though he felt that even a friendly compliment could be misconstrued as him, er, liking her. Not that he did. He didn't dang it!
"You're dressed in black though," C.C. said. She reached up and adjusted his cravat gently. "Perhaps you thought it was a funeral?" she snickered.
Lelouch was surprised at her uncharacteristic (and forward) action and caught her wrist firmly. "Well, any man married to you would be in mourning." He retorted. "Let's go someplace else."
Ignoring raised eyebrows and quiet murmurs of disapproval from the crowd, he pulled C.C., who for the sake of the gathered crowd was play-acting all complacent and meek, along with him. Lelouch nearly scoffed at this, it really didn't suit her.
He bumped into Milly, who was unfortunately, on the lookout for him. Shirley stood shyly behind her. "My dear Lelouch! Who is this lovely girl? I don't think we've been introduced!" she exclaimed and peered behind Lelouch at C.C. who stared right back.
"I—uh.." Lelouch backed off slightly. Of all people, that nosy Milly! This was bad. "Maybe later!" He said as he bolted off in the opposite direction, C.C. in tow.
"Wait! Lelouch!" Milly refused to let it go. Seeing how distraught he was piqued her curiosity even more. She was hot on his heels. "Let's follow him Shirley! We haven't been introduced yet!"
"Hello, Kallen." Suzaku sidled up to the redhead nonchalantly. He hadn't meant to come up to her tonight. She was probably upset because she hadn't killed him. Yet.
The girl's whole posture stiffened. "Leave me alone. I'm sickly." She said.
"Oh, the Waltz is starting." Suzaku said, ignoring her. He pulled Kallen along. "You owe me a dance for nearly killing me today."
The redhead blushed. "Fine, have it your way!" Kallen said annoyedly.
An old Duchess was sitting with Lady Cecile watching the dancers on the floor. "Oh, that is your ward, Kallen Stadfeld?" she asked.
"Oh, yes. She must be feeling better today. Such delicate health." Cecile shook her head.
"Tell me, are they dancing or are she and the Japanese Prime Minister's son trying to stomp on each other's feet?" the old woman squinted.
"Oh my. You're right."
"Lelouch!" Milly shouted as she shoved through the crowd. "Come back! We just want to talk." She and Shirley shoved through the crowd and accidentally knocked off drinks from an unfortunate servant's tray. "Oh, no! I'm sorry!" she apologized.
The said Prince took advantage of the ruckus and continued running. "Lelouch." His green-haired companion said and tugged at his sleeve slightly.
"What is it now?" he growled. They'd catch up any minute now and Milly'd wring every bit of juicy information from him. He couldn't tell her anything about C.C.!
She stopped running. "Are you tired?" he asked.
C.C. rolled her eyes. "No, but these shoes are killing me." She pointed to her four-inch cream satin stilettos. Lelouch looked at her feet and wondered how she could walk, much less run in those.
"Don't laugh, okay?" he muttered.
C.C. eeped in surprise as Lelouch scooped her up in his arms and took off running again. She had meant to stop just to take off her shoes, but this was much better. She buried her face into his chest and giggled.
"I thought I told you not to laugh?" Lelouch nearly twitched from suppressed laughter, and was glad that she could not see his face. That crazy witch, actually, giggling? This was just so ridiculous. From what he knew of her, pizza was the only thing that made her this giddy.
"I wonder where C.C. and Lelouch went." Kallen asked.
She and Suzaku were now sitting on one of the large couches after having tired of trying to cripple each other while dancing.
"Making out?" Suzaku wondered aloud. Kallen shot him a dirty look.
All their running brought them to a secluded area. They were near the maids' quarters, which was now empty because all the maids were busy at the party. Milly and Shirley, now accompanied by Rivalz still managed to keep up with them.
"You're a slow runner." C.C. remarked as she clung to Lelouch's coat. She had to admit he was comfy. But still slow.
"Well, I have to carry your dead weight, C.C. just because you're wearing ridiculous shoes!" Lelouch complained. She was very light, but he was no excellent sprinter.
"Should I be carrying you instead?" C.C. said tartly. She privately thought that Lelouch carrying her was the cutest thing, but didn't say so; she was enjoying herself too much.
"You're such a troublesome woman. Now keep quiet." Lelouch said as he fumbled in the darkness. The maids' quarters was deserted now and the all the lights were out. He pried open a large antique closet, set C.C. down and followed inside. "We're hiding here for a while." Lelouch whispered as he pulled on the heavy door. It slammed shut loudly.
"Hey, you heard that?" Rivalz said as he looked toward the sound of the noise.
"It seems to be coming from the linen closets." Shirley said.
"Ha! We got them!" Milly grinned.
Over a hundred closets greeted them when they reached the area. "Oh, no! I didn't know there were these many!" Milly wailed.
"Madame President, are we seriously going to open each and every one of them?" Rivalz asked.
Milly fixed her hair and smoothed her gown. "That Lelouch!" she sniffed. What a waste! "I guess we should get back to the ball now." They turned to leave.
Inside the closet, Lelouch smirked at his triumph. It seemed like the search party was headed right in front of their closet as the footsteps were getting louder. He flicked out his cellphone and looked for C.C.
The dim blue cellphone light fell upon the girl, and Lelouch was horrified to see...
...that C.C. looked like she was desperately holding in a sneeze. There was only one course of action.
"We should look for them you know?" A bleary-eyed Suzaku suggested. After the dancing came the drinking, of course.
"I" *hic* "think sho too!" Kallen agreed cheerfully. "You're really kind ooof cute. Thanksh for *hic* the dance. It wash fun spinning around, ne, Spinzaku? She giggled.
Oh, great. Suzaku thought as he buried his face in his hands woefully.
If he didn't do this, they would be caught. Lelouch swallowed and moving toward C.C., crushed his lips to hers. She tasted like champagne and strawberries, and her lips were so soft, he thought as the two of them fell onto the fluffy linens.
The sneeze never happened.
"Gosh, and I thought we caught them for sure..." Lelouch heard Shirley say, as they passed right by. The footsteps became quieter and disappeared completely.
Lelouch began to push himself off C.C., who was lying quite motionless under him, once again thankful that she couldn't see him now. In the darkness, a slim hand cupped his cheek. Lelouch froze.
"…"
"You didn't want to get caught that badly?" C.C. asked.
Lelouch shifted nervously, she got him. Did she know that he actually wanted to do that? Well, whatever. "Yes. I hate losing." He admitted.
C.C. withdrew her hand from his cheek like it burned. "Oh." Was all she said.
The dark-haired young man sank down again, placing his weight on his elbows, careful not to crush C.C. "You intrigue me." He said and threaded his fingers in her long hair, and tilted her chin upwards, moving closer to her. "I think I...."
The pair jumped in surprise as the closet door slammed open. "Prince Lelouch?!" someone shouted from outside. A lot of guests were crammed into the narrow hallway in front of the closet, and at least six guards were shining blinding halogen lights into their faces. Milly and company were peering from behind the guards. Suzaku staggered with an unconscious Kallen over his shoulder. Lady Cecile had her hand over her mouth in shock. Everybody else was gawking at their compromising position.
So. Royally. Screwed.
tbc
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A/N: Oh my. Methinks they were all bordering on OOC. Or already very much so? Do leave any comment.s. Thanks for reading.~