He knew when he woke up that it would be a bad day.

Call it a gut feeling. Maybe his powers helped him sense the bad luck that decided to attack him .

Morning, He woke up long before the break of dawn thanks to a distressed Nathalie ( her eyes were wider than normal and her speech had a nervous hitch to it ) calling him to inform him that she had forgotten to update his schedule and the early morning photoshoot was moved up to that morning .

If he knew that , he wouldn't have spend half the night catching up on his homework and musing about the girl he loved liking him , but not him.

Anyway...

A few hours of preparation later , because an Argeste product must be perfect . Yes , that is what he was referred to as ...a 'product'. Okay , they meant the ad pictures but he was the one they were tinkering with .

He had smiled and smirked and gazed at the sunrise. Then it was time for school ,...which was normally yippee ! But the day wasn't done with him yet .

The pictures turned out well but that didn't help when he was caught being drowsy in class by the teacher who had it out for him .

" Just because you're some famous brat with a rich father doesn't mean you can dose off in My class . Now get up and solve the equation on the board ."

Of course , the teacher only got more angry when he correctly answered the equation. Turns out he hadn't actually taught the class how to do the equation yet , he had just showed the question.

Hey ! What was he supposed to do ? Not answer.

Nino laughed and a few kids giggled .

'Yes , my dear classmates , give him another stupid reason to hate me . There can never be enough stupid reasons for that.'

"...do you only come to class to show off , ..."

'No , I come to see my friend, my classmates and mostly to get out my house.'

"...perhaps a trip to the principal's office will wake you up . Some people have jobs to do ."

'Yeah , like me . I was doing it this morning before coming here to learn stuff I already know . Pretty sure I earn more than you too .'

Of course, he didn't say anything out loud , just gave a nervous, guilty grin with worried eyes before looking downcast and taking his bag . Once he was out of the class , he straightened back up and hopped over to the principal's office .

"I hate the guy , he skinks ."a muffled voice stated from his shirt pocket .

He smiled .

"Not as much as you , Plagg ."

"Not my fault you doesn't appreciate the fine aroma of my darling camembert...oh , and I'm running out ."

"You'll get more later "

Anyone who see him wouldn't assume anything was wrong , just a normal boy strutting across the halls , his lips slightly parting , maybe whistling a tune .

.

The principal let him go , already knowing that teacher had it out for him and after meeting his dad once before , had no intention of meeting him Ever again. Afternoon was pretty good, he and Nino discussed their plans for friday evening , the one evening he was completely free in return for a packed Saturday .

Then that annoying piece of ...teaching staff told Natalie , who came to pick me up for some reason that he had slept in class and humiliated him in front of the class and his father should be informed.

He had told Natalie the truth in the car and he could see the brief guilt flashed across her face , knowing she was the one responsible for the faulty schedule . Sure , he's waken up early before but he always makes sure to get sleep before those mornings .

Oh yeah ! And it turns out the reason she came to pick him up was , yay ! Daddy's home ! And unlike the numerous times he's there , he decided 'yes , I will choose today to inquire about my son unlike any other day , including his birthday '

"Did anything happen in school today ?"

And Natalie , being the ever efficient, proficient, honest assistant told him about the teacher who chased after her , giving him some apologetic gazes which he had firmly ignored in exchange for his father's loving gaze which basically said 'why do I have to waste my time with this boy ?'

"..I see . Don't you know to sleep early before early morning shoots by now ?"

He could practically feel Natalie 's nervousness radiating off her . He could tell him the truth , that she forgot to update his schedule . He could be honest and throw her under the bus like she did to him .

But what's the point ? Not like it made any difference to his father and she deals with his dad a lot more than he does .

"I lost track of time doing homework , father."

He heard the breath of relief she let out as his father's eyes narrowed.

"..well then . I am going to a conference and will be gone a few weeks . I will inform Nathalie of your punishment for such carelessness "

Adrien just sighed and went to his room . A few minutes later , Nathalie came to inform him of his punishment.

Wanna guess? Here's a clue ...No more Friday arcade and pizza with Nino .

Last but not least ... An akuma showed up and when he snuck out to fight it , the love of his life , you know , the one who likes him , but doesn't like him because he wasn't a great guy , especially compared to himself , was acting like she did the first few times they fought together .

In other words , she ignored him when he tried to well, chat with her , told him what to do and promptly ignored him the rest of the time .

He had a bad day and his partner was angry with him for talking bad ( was it bad ? He doesn't remember ) about her crush , which would've made him feel guilty ( which is what she was probably aiming for ) if it weren't for the fact that she was crushing on him ,...but not him .

Yeah , so far , he's sleep-deprived and has been insulted , betrayed ,reprimanded and punished for doing nothing wrong .

So he doesn't try as hard as he normally does .

Why should he ? His dad and his reputation don't control this part of his life in any way and the only person who cares Doesn't care .

Nobody cares , so why should he ?

The akuma is defeated . It takes longer than normal because of their lack of communication , but he doesn't let it get to him . He ran , jumped , protected , attacked and distracted just like he had to , when he had to . He did his part and once the object was broken , he left , not wanting to stay just to be brushed past by the girl he loved .

As usual he underestimated his lady's kindness .

"Chat ?...are you okay ?"

He froze .

Why did she follow him? She never follows him . She runs away from him .

She cares .

His heart was suddenly filled with happiness and he turned around to face her with a wide smile . The first real one he had all day.

"Of course , my lady. Your concern has chased away all my..."

Ladybug groaned .

"Oh , shut up ! ..."

He froze , not knowing what to do . Why ? He didn't start the conversation, she did . He left her alone . He knew he couldn't handle her being upset with him today . She followed him . So why ? Why?

"...I can't believe I actually worried about someone like you ."

And then shaking her head , she left .

He didn't move .

He didn't understand.

His transformation wore off leaving Adrien Argeste standing on top of a random building staring at the distance .

"...Cheeeeeese ..."

He snapped out his confusion and looked down to see Plagg lying flat on his back groaning. He knelt down and picked up the kwami before placing him inside his shirt pocket where he kept the cheese . He sat down and stared into the distance waiting for Plagg to finish recharging so they could go home .

Home ? ...house where he lived ?

Yeah , back to the place he lived .

"Buck up , kid . She'll get back to normal soon enough."

"...what does she mean by 'someone like me '?...I just don't ...I don't get it..."

It was a bad day .

It was almost over .

Tomorrow would be better.

He would go home , do his homework ( he can't be hurt by something he hates ) , attend his piano class , see some comedy shows if he had time left over and avoid ladybug during patrol ( he could see better than her at night anyway ).

It was just a bad day .

Everything will be fine .

He walked away , his posture perfect , his eyes dead .

'Oh my dear boy ! The perfect prince , ...'

He stopped moving .

A jerk in his shirt caused in to snap out of his momentary haze and look up to see a black butterfly flying towards him .

Oh no!

'always so used ...! Nobody cares , not really ...'

He stumbled back , eyes wide with fear . Not this , not him . They had just fought an akuma . How could ...

'Let me help you . I will give you the power ...'

No , no, no, no, NO !

He sprinted down the street away from the akuma , refusing to think , to feel . Pushing one thought and only one thought to the front of his mind.

Escape .

'Don't you want to stop pretending ...'

His lips parted , a desperate cry escaping his mouth . No , yes, No ! , yes , NO , NO , NO Why ? Why ? WHY wouldn't that thing leave him Alone ?

'you don't want to be alone , do you , child ?...'

"LADYBUG! "

'You won't ever have to cry again ...'

His body moved on autopilot, his mind screaming at him to ignore his heart . His battered heart which was desperate to escape , to say yes , to do anything to stop the pain .

The memories of the day passed though his mind . Ladybug's part excluded . The job , the teacher , the jokes , the disappointment, the punishment , all the pain that slowly crippled his resistance . Soon , other memories and hidden truths began pouring into his mind as well ! his mother leaving , his father's silence , his own failure to be what he should be ...

Nobody wanted him . Nobody cared . Not for him . Not really .

"LADYBUG ! HELP !"

"Chat?..."

And at the sound of her voice , his legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground clutching his head and curling into a ball , desperate , Desperate to not let her see his face , not lose the only true assurance that her words were real and not fake as so many others were .

But then the akuma reached him . Every tear he cried , every blade he grazed across his skin without drawing blood , every smile he gave when all he wanted to do was cry ...every reason behind every one of them shot through his mind .

All the pain , disappointment, anger , helplessness , uselessness , shame , hopelessness , disgust , resignation , loneliness ...

'...Don't you wish you could just stop feeling ..."

A scream tore through his lungs .

"STOOOOPPPPPP!..."

.

.

.

A.N:-

It was supposed to be a one shot but I was in a bad mood and wrote ...this .

Hoped You liked it:)

Please review .