Anyhow, before going on with the story I would first like to offer you readers my sincerest apologies for two simple reasons. One, for an unbelievably late update, and two, for a horribly written story.
I had to delete the past chapters and revise the whole story since, well, it was horrible. After reading the past five 'revised' chapters, it still lacked much. Gwah!
So, here's another.
"Kallen..." Gino's voice trailed while he continued to stare. Kallen, on the other hand, was just as surprised. Then Gino suddenly grinned, amused at how unexpected the situation has become, "To think I'd see you here... and of all places."
"Likewise, Sir Weinberg." Kallen curtly replied at the same time surprising the knight with her use of formalities. Silence permeated the air around them as an uncomfortable tension began to rise as the two continued to stare. The other party, however, was oblivious to the atmosphere, sort of.
"So, Gino, how do you two know each other?" Shirley interrupted.
Gino looked at her, awed at her bravery to break the silence of her own accord. "How should I put this, um," he paused, "we've known each other since childhood." He remarked cheerfully.
"That's nice." Shirley smiled, "I never thought that you'd be the type..."
"Well, you never asked." Immediately after Gino finished, Kallen turned to leave seeing no purpose of staying. Gino looked her way frantically, to Shirley then to her again, "Excuse me."
"Odd, eh?" Lelouch muttered.
"They make a cute couple, though." Lelouch, unconsciously, narrowed his eyes at this. "Anyway, Lulu, who is she?"
"Ma'am." Suzaku strode towards the woman who was leaning against the wall languidly.
"You're late." She looked at him disapprovingly, "I expected that the Knight of One at least be punctual."
"I'm sorry, I was—"
"Where's Weinberg?" C.C. asked, staring blankly at the ceiling this time.
"...I see. Never mind then, just get in." She slowly got off the wall then motioned Suzaku to get in the room on her left while she followed suit.
Closing the door behind them, C.C. then motioned towards the couch then propped herself on it and crossed her legs then slouched a bit. The room had been built for special meetings, in a way that whatever happens inside stays inside. The room was no less luxurious and still provided the necessary formalities and comfort, but there were no windows and the room had been completely sound-proofed.
"What are you doing?" C.C. eyed Suzaku while he stood.
"Aren't you going to take a seat? There's plenty of space... and couches."
Suzaku shook his head, "I'm fine."
"Hmph, suit yourself. Hand me your report, then."
"Kallen!" Gino ran after her, quickly lessening the gap between them. "Kallen... Hey..." He stood in front of her momentarily before he was forced to give way as Kallen continued walking but this time, a bit slower, allowing him to walk beside her. "How are you?" Gino asked amiably, hoping to get on her good side.
"Good, you?" She replies curtly, but this time, allowing herself to show a small smile, in return, she was greeted back with a signature grin. The two then walked down the quiet outdoor halls of the palace, Kallen satisfying herself with just the man's company although Gino's satisfaction hadn't been completely adequate.
"It's been so long," Kallen only nodded in response. "Anyway, what are you doing here? It's not like you to accompany your father to his meetings."
"It's not... like that." Kallen reluctantly replied and stopped while Gino followed the same. "Gino—"
The cheery knight suddenly reacts by flashing a wider grin, "I thought you were going to address me as 'Sir Weinberg' again, is all." He smiled cheekily at her as he started to rub his nape. "Oh sorry, you were saying?"
He choked, almost. "Pardon?" She looked him in the eye, knowing full well that he heard. "To who?"
"The first prince."
"Is this all?"
"Yes." C.C. looked him in the eye, irritated.
"You did this?"
"Um—y-yes." This time, Suzaku stuttered as he hesitated to tell the woman that he had done the report by himself and earned a smack to the head for his apparently poor work with papers.
"How... substandard." She commented and then laid the stack of papers on the table, "Kururugi," she eyed him with a deep frown etched on her face, "suppose you could submit better reports next time if you had a personal secretary, no?"
"Kururugi, I know you're smarter than that, now act like you are. Bismarck's recommendation for you to take his place before his retirement must mean you have much potential to offer..." she paused then murmured, "even if right now I am failing to see it." She looked into his fear-filled eyes then sighed at his childish anxiety, "You ultimately have two superiors and I am one of them, apparently. And so I order you, must I reiterate, to hire yourself an assistant because I will not tolerate shabby papers from a high-ranking officer. Clear?"
"Yes, Ma'am." Suzaku answered with all the respect and courage he could muster for the woman. "Please allow me to revise the report Ma'am."
She watched him for a few minutes, expecting him to break down any sooner but the boy held himself together despite his somewhat laughable state, "...the day after tomorrow," she then handed him his report for a redo.
"Of course." He took the papers from her, his hand trembling noticeably. Taking the papers from C.C., he tucked them under his arm then saluted the woman, "Thank you, Ma'am." He hurriedly walked out of the door then scurried away like a frightened child.
"Fiancee?" Lelouch prepared himself for the worst to come as he stood firm. "But I—your—this is insane!"
"Shirley, I," he paused, not too sure of what to say. "I never meant for any of this." He said truthfully. He looked at her almost lamentably as she stayed speechless. He worried over their current situation that could possibly, and with much probability, lead to the end of their relationship. But he prayed, nonetheless, for a miracle; that some divine intervention would save him.
"I need to go."
'So much for hope.' "Shirley, if you could just..." he was utterly at lost for words.
She halted, there was a moment of silence. "I'll wait, Lulu." She turns slightly to look at him, "I'll wait."
Lelouch had never felt much relief in the entirety of his life, no less grateful. "Thank you."
God, I feel awful about this. How was it? T^T
It's almost 12 AM. This is all I could bunch up for the time being. Hope it's good enough.
Please point out my mistakes. Suggestions, constructive criticisms and advices are accepted. Thank you all in advance for your support.