Small thanks to Rose_doodle (on AO3) for all the help.

Thanks to those who reviewed. And for those of you wondering about Marinette, I don't think I'll out right say what's wrong, but I'll try to go into more detail.

SK

Scar Tissue

His finger poked lightly at the box, watching it tilt back on his coral shelve. There were no claps, nor lines to indicate that it could be opened. Just a plain black ovular object when closed. But he knew it could be opened. He had seem the earrings before closing it and taking it home. But now it didn't look like it would ever open to the beautiful jewelry ever again.

His green eyes looked at it longingly, tail swishing behind him. Human's were strange creatures and they made the strangest of things. Things that they didn't need, things that made no sense. This seemed to be one of those things. He looked at it nervously, flicking his tail. How did it work? It wasn't like he was going to wear the accessory, so why did he want to see the red shimmer again? The little black spotted earrings had filled his mind.

"Just to see them again." He poked the box again, watching it rock on the coral, and sighed somewhat dazed. "Something from the human world."

Then he froze. What had he done? He, the prince, had disobeyed his father. Well not technically. He hadn't gone up to the human world to retrieve it, it had just sort of appeared in front of him when he was longingly looking up the world he could never visit. But he had left the capital of Coral Cove to look upon the human world. Not only that, but he brought something human back with him. He brought a piece of the world his father hated and outlawed into his home without even thinking.

"Oh god." He scooped the box up into his slightly webbed fingers. His eyes darting to the closed door. He wasn't sure where his bodyguard was nor his father's personal assistant Nathalie. For all he knew they could pop in at any moment telling him his father requested his presence. His heart pounded in his chest. "What do I do? What do I do?"

For a moment, in his panic, he didn't notice the warm glow in his hands. He didn't notice the shimmer of red and orange light coming from the object below. His eyes stayed locked on the door as if nothing else matter. He couldn't even move his tail in fear that the rippling of the water would somehow let everyone know that he was there and had done something wrong.

"Hello."

He didn't move. Who said that?

"Hello?" They repeated in a sweet and chipper voice.

He stiffened, tearing his eyes away from the door. His voice was all but a whisper. "Hello?"

"Down here." The voice said from his hands. His eyes met her, a tiny red something... a something that was under the water, talking breathing, and not a fish. "Hi there."

Adrien would have screamed, but then anybody with in the castle walls would have known that something was awry. So he did the only logical thing. "Hi."

The thing looked him up and down before scanning the room with her big blue eyes. She didn't really say anything. But she floated (Floated not swam?) away from his hands. After a short, or long according to Adrien's nerves, ivestigation she (he was sure, but it sounded like a she) made her way back to him. Her black spotted head way eyes level to him as she began to speak.

"I'm sure you have a lot of questions." She said moving her paws out to touch his cheek, but stopping just shy when he flinched away. "But I also have one."

How was he supposed to answer her questions? "Yes?"

She looked him dead in the face. "You're a merman right? I've never seen one before."

Adrien blinked. That was her question. She had seemed so serious. "I am. And what are you?"

"I'm a kwami. I grant powers to human. Or in this case, you."

"Me?" He hoped that he didn't look as shocked as he thought he sounded. "How? Why?"

"Because the human world needs saving." She said, completely calm. "A darkness in a near by human town named HawkMoth has arisen and the human's can't save themselves. That's where we come in. We're-"

"If you haven't noticed," He interrupted. "I can't really save anyone above the water like this."

"Don't worry!" She nodded to herself. "I'm sure the transformation will fix that."

"The what?"

"I can grant you powers when you wear the Ladybug earrings. The powers of luck and healing, so you can de-evilized the akuma that HawkMoth."

"Okay." He nodded, only partially understanding what this kwami thing was saying. "But I'm not going by Ladybug."

"Marinette." Plagg whined for probably the millionth time. She knew that he wanted more cheese, but she also knew that he knew exactly were it was. He could float his lazy butt down and get some for himself. Besides, she was trying her hardest to finish her sketch.

"Come on Marinette."

"Plagg shut it!" She yelled as the door to her room opened.

Marinette's head snapped in the direction of her door. Her blue eyes fell upon her mother's, Sabine Cheng, head. Her mother's worried grey eyes looked up at her. "Having a bad day Marinette?"

"No maman." She blushed. Hands twitched over her sketch book, pencil falling into the crease.

"Are you sure dear?" Her mother asked.

"I'm fine."

"Well would you like something to eat? Your father has some left over bread." Sabine questioned her.

"I'm fine for now maman." Marinette shrugged. "I'll have some later though. Right now I want to finish the design for this dress."

"Okay." Her mother said, throwing one last worried glance at her before shutting the door and heading down.

"Geez you could have-"

"Shh!" Marinette hushed him. Her eyes not leaving the spot her mother had been a mere moment ago. "She's still listening."

"Kid?"

"I know she can hear you, but she claims she can't. If she can't then why is she still there listening?" Marinette muttered.

"Nobody's there."

"I know she's still there!" The dark haired girl pushed herself away from her desk with enough force to knock over her chair. "Her and papa are always doing this. Then they leave before I can catch them. It's not fair."

The black cat just shook his head at her screamed rambles. Every once in a while she did this, though Plagg didn't think much of it. She would calm down after a while or her mother would come in and calm her down. Which, in Plagg's eyes, only made her worse. It just proved her mother was listening, just like Marinette thought.

"Okay Plagg. i think she's gone. You can talk now." She sighed.

Plagg just looked at her with his deep green eyes. "You're one weird kid."

She eyed him before turning back to her previously abandoned work. "I've heard that before."