Note: Don't own Code Geass =^.^=
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Lelouch sat down on the bed with a dour smirk and placed his masked head against his gloved hands. Everything…was falling apart, wasn't it? He let out a crazed chuckle when suddenly, the door opened. "C.C.," he muttered. He wasn't in the mood.

Gently, she walked over and knelt beside him on the floor. She raised her hands and made to take off his mask but paused in midair and lowered them to her side again. "Lelouch..."

Without another word, the Witch took his hand and wrapped hers around his wrist. A moment later, she was sitting beside him. Then…

"Hey, HEY! What are you DOING?!" Lelouch cried, infuriated that even at a time like this, the only thing on her mind seemed to be-

"Pizza. I need my pizza, Lelouch," C.C. retorted airily and took advantage of their position to worm her hand into his back pocket. "Hmmm…I didn't know this costume had a pocket…"

"It doesn't!" Lelouch attempted to wrestle her off of him, but as is characteristic of a person failing physical education, his efforts made no difference. "Oi! I don't keep my credit card in-"

The metallic grating of the door caught their attention, and immediately, both became silent and motionless. There they were for all to see; legs entwined, her hand forced beneath Zero's backside, her other thrust against his chest, and his hands pushing back against her arms.

Hastily, without looking to the door, he forced C.C. off to one side of the bed. C.C. heaved a sigh, her yellow eyes glimmering devilishly, for she had already seen who the visitor was. "No privacy, eh, boya?"

"Okay, Okay…I still have my mask on, and it can't be Tamaki because he would have already made some crude comment, so it should not be that…" Lelouch's thoughts trailed off into horror as he slowly registered who it was: Diethard…with his video camera.