Authors Note: Hybristophiliacs are people who are  attracted to people who have committed cruel, gruesome crimes such as murder.

It occurs more often in women than in men.

Lelouch Lamperouge was a very skilled a smart person.

Before his Geass, he had one special friend.

One he treasured above all else.

Simply because she didn't care .

She didn't care if he was a banished prince, if he wasn't athletic, if he was devious and made things go wrong for her by accident.

(Y/N) didn't mind his desire for power once he gained his power and swore, he'd never use it on her.

And she also stayed by him once he was leader of the black knights.

The night he almost lost her was the day he broke his promise to her.

The day that (Y/N) was injured by a knightmare coming in for an attack.

Her arm and ankle were broken.

The doctor said she'd heal and would be fine... however

Lelouch used his Geass that day, making her not only never betray him, but also resign from her position.

That day, he turned overprotective. That special day.

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That night was darker than usual...

The rain pouring down on the window (Y/N) gazed through.

All that could be seen out of it was random timed flashes of light.

(Y/N) pressed her face against the window, sighing.

She was a retired Black Knight. Lelouch had ordered her to quit.

How she wished she get back into the midst of battle. It was horrible seeing them fight without her. She could still do it!

(Y/N) wouldn't care if she died or got hurt. 

However, Lelouch cared. 

Very much.

The lights stopped flashing and two knightmares flew to the place (Y/N) was.

Her face lit up, anxious to get to the landing dock.

(Y/N) started running, round corners of the station, eager to see him.

She skidded to a halt before the door, opening it with a swipe of her ID card.

There was Lelouch, stepping out of his robot gracefully, his helmet, shiny with the downpour of rain.

He stepped fully out, suddenly surprised when someone shorter than him plowed into him, hugging him tightly.

Lelouch was surprised, stumbling backwards slightly.

His long slender fingers gripped the edge of his helmet, pulling it off and discarding it into Suzaku's hands.

Lelouch's beautiful eyes met (E/C) colored eyes staring up at him.

He tutted, running a hand through her hair.

"You shouldn't have come out to greet me, You're getting all wet."

Lelouch quickly wrapped her in the side of his cloak, drawing her close to him as they walked back into the building, Suzaku following.

Once they got inside, Suzaku turned to them, biding him farewell.

The fight was over. 

(Y/N) unwrapped herself from his cloak, looking up at him.

"Your hairs wet as well." She said, twisting a strand lightly, droplets falling to the floor.

Lelouch started to chuckle, hugging her tightly.

"And you have blood on your face." (Y/N)'s voice was muffled by her face being pressed against him.

A hand rubbed her back and a voice soothed her.

"It was all for you. For us."

"When can I regain my position?"

"Never. You'll stay with me. I assure you, you won't get hurt with me around. I can't protect you on the battle field."

(Y/N) wiped away the small tear.

Then... there really was no hope of ever being able to get back her loved job.

Not as long as Lelouch was here.

It was strange though.

He was possessive, demanding, and over protective.

Lelouch killed people for her sake. A sake that he didn't need to do things for. It was sickening yet, She liked it in some strange way.

Having someone love you so much, that they'd go so far.

Lelouch took her by the hand leading her back to her room.

"I told you to stay in your room didn't I?" He asked, a dangerous glint in his purple eyes.

(Y/N) nodded solemnly stepping into the room with him.

A second later, two gloved hands grasped her shoulders pushing her back into the wall.

"Lelouch?" (Y/N) asked, curious.

Lelouch didn't often do things like this.

"I'm feeling strange.... my body won't stop shaking..." He said, like a puzzled five-year old.

He closed his eyes, resting his head on her shoulder, hugging her close instead.

"Fix me (Y/N). I-I don't know what I'm doing anymore..."

This was abnormal for the usual cool and collected Lelouch.

(Y/N) entwined her fingers with his, squeezing his hand gently.

"It's alright... You'll figure out what makes you feel better. I don't even bother telling you what to do anymore. You never listen." She sighed.

Lelouch's head lifted from her shoulder, suddenly looking right at her.

"Well, if you don't know, maybe you could console me for the present." He murmured, lifting her chin up and pressing a lust filled kiss to her lips.

She didn't protest.

(Y/N) kissed back, yet halfheartedly.

Lelouch pressed her into the wall, not planning to let go anytime soon.

She hands shook slightly as he trailed kisses down her neck.

"Do you love me (Y/N)?"

"...Yes. I do."

"Good."

(Y/N) sighed loudly, running her hand though his ebony hair as he made it down to her collar bone.

That's it. There was no other words for it...

She had a case of Hybristophilia.

And she had it bad.

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               I will make you love me, no matter what.