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[forever_witch]

There is a C.C. is in a bed.
In this bed, there is a Lelouch.
C.C. is lying draped across Lelouch's chest, half-way about to drool but not yet. Oh yeah. She's wearing his shirt.
She mumbles, stirring in her sleep as Lelouch turns, causing her body to fall onto the sheets instead of him. He's grabbing the blankets and pulling them over his body, the

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[speedyspinboy]

[Suzaku's just staring, trying to get his head around how anyone can even trust Lelouch, much less have nice dreams about him.]

[forever_witch]

[stares blankly back]

[speedyspinboy]

Do you actually trust him?

[forever_witch]

It's not a matter of trust.
It's a matter that I have a promise to keep.

[speedyspinboy]

[Sighs.]

Your answers are as vague as his are.

[forever_witch]

You might be right.
But yes..I do trust him.

[speedyspinboy]

I hope for your sake that it hasn't been misplaced...

[Stays silent for a moment before hanging up.]

[forever_witch]

[raises eyebrow]