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Adrien laid across Marinette's lap on her bed. He had his arms wrapped around her crossed legs and lower back, while he snuggled his cheek into her lap. She ran her hands through his hair, down his shoulders, to the middle of his back. He groaned as a shiver ran down his back. "Can I ask you something?" Marinette contently sighed and looked down at her peered up at her and she lightly scratched his scalp with her fingers tangled in his soft hair. "Anything, Princess." Adrien smiled up at her with shimmering emerald eyes. Marinette sighed with a warm smile and kept raking her fingers through his hair and down his neck. She began to work out the tension that was built up at his neck and shoulders with her hands. He softly moaned at her touch and gently let out a purring rumble. Marinette's eyes went wide at the sound, before her expression relaxed. "Awww… so cute!" She burst out into a fit of giggles and Adrien groaned and hid his face into her lap with warm cheeks. "Stop… I didn't mean to do that…"
"Do it again, Chaton." Marinette giggled and moved her pets down his back. Adrien sighed and pouted, "No." Marinette gave him baby doll eyes. "Please… for me. One more time…" Adrien rolled his eyes and Marinette moved her hands down to his lower back. She massaged his tensed up muscles some more and he let a soft purr ring out again. "You really are a kitty." Marinette softly spoke with love in her voice. "I spent too much time with Plagg in the ring is all." Adrien grumbled against her skin as she slowly trailed her fingertips up his back and to his neck again. "Actually… that's what I wanted to ask you about…" Marinette bit her bottom lip. Adrien's shoulders tensed up and Marinette tried to work them out again. "Sorry. I know you probably don't want to talk about it, but…"
Adrien relaxed beneath her fingers and sighed. "It's okay. It helps me anyway. Go ahead." Marinette took a deep breath and ran her hands through his hair again. He closed his eyes and relaxed into her lap even more than before. "I was wondering what happened after the light took over. Like where did you go? How did you get to Master Fu's place? How did you become Chat Bordeaux? How did-" Adrien reached up and put his index finger over her lips to stop her. "Hang on. One question at a time, Bugaboo." Marinette blushed and nervously pressed her lips together. Adrien took his finger away from her lips and tucked his hand back behind her. "Okay. Um… What happened after the light?" Marinette softly spoke and began to draw images onto his back. Adrien thought back to what had happened after the bright light had blinded him. "I ran out of there, while the light was still blinding my father…" Marinette's room became the stark cold mansion.
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Adrien ran from his father's office to his bedroom. He fell and stumbled on the stairs as the pain cut into him with a burning sensation. He learned pretty fast that he couldn't really use his arm that well. Adrien hissed in pain and squinted as he opened his door and grabbed his fencing duffle bag. He emptied it of his dirty uniform and began to fill it with items that were on a shelf near his computer screens. A picture of him and his mother, action figures of Chat Noir and Ladybug, his favorite outfit and pajama pants, his fanart of Ladybug that he had had Nathaniel draw for him, the bracelet from Marinette, and the hat that Marinette had made him. He didn't understand why he had just dumped all of these items that had been sitting on his shelf into the bag, but he didn't really have time to dwell on it. He swung the bag over his uninjured shoulder and touched his pocket to make sure the box was still there. He sighed with relief and ran out the front doors of the mansion, the best he could. Sweat built up on his forehead, as the pain grew worse with each step, but he had to get to Master Fu. He knew he'd be safe there. "C'mon kid. You got this." Plagg weakly spoke in Adrien's mind, but he thought Plagg's voice had come from his torn and bloody shirt. "I know. Just- a- little furth...er." Adrien got to the front door of the Massage Parlor. He looked down at his shoes and noticed they weren't his usual pair. That was when he noticed he was dressed in maroon leather and he touched his eyes to find them surrounded by a mask before he blacked out. The sound of a thud at the front door grabbed Master Fu's attention. Master Fu quickly walked to the front door and helped Adrien inside. "Plagg says he's lost a lot of blood. What happened to him?" Wayzz talked to Master Fu with concern in his voice, as Fu looked Adrien over. "If I only knew where the bleeding was coming from…" Master Fu stroked his chin as he looked the boy over. "His shoulder." Wayzz spoke out of the blue and Master Fu began to tear the fabric of Adrien's suit where Wayzz flew down to point to. "Blade wound." Wayzz added, as Master Fu went to work putting pressure onto the gaping wound. "His father was sexually assaulting models and murdering them. Unfortunately the kid found out and stumbled upon his lair. The old man wasn't too happy about it. I saved him within the last second by putting myself in front of the blade before it could hit the kids neck." Plagg cringed at his own pain from inside the ring as he sent the message to Wayzz, who was on the outside. "Rest now, my friend." Master Fu began to burn a healing incense next to Adrien, who unconsciously sighed and relaxed into the pillow.
Master Fu began to clean Adrien's wounds, before he stitched them and packed them with a mixture of herbs. He wrapped them with bandages and put a cold washcloth over Adrien's forehead.
While Master Fu was working on dressing his wounds, Adrien's subconscious was trapped inside the cat miraculous. Adrien found himself in a dark room. He walked around confused until he watched one candle at a time ignite along a cement wall, lighting up the room. He gasped and stumbled backwards at the sight of mounded dead bodies. Bodies that were all of the models his father had killed. They glared at him with accusing curled up into a ball and didn't look up from his folded arms, his nails biting into his skin causing lines of red to bubble to the surface, making him forget what was around him at that very moment.
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"I didn't heal enough to train until a few weeks later. I had to start building the strength back in my arm all over again. It was practically useless after that sword wound. But while all of this was happening… the real me, with all of the pain and hate, was trapped in that ring. Trapped in the miraculous with Plagg, while my body was running around in a new suit that I had no recollection of picking out. Training and becoming stronger slowly. Master Fu would ask me once a day about what had happened to me and every time I would push him away. I would stay silent and argue to avoid the pain." Adrien let tears prick his green eyes and his scalp tingled as he felt something wet like rain pattering onto his skin. He looked up to see Marinette crying. All she wanted to do was hold him, to tell him everything was okay, that he was safe with her. That it would get better. "It's okay, Marinette. It's really okay. I'm happy that I have you back. That I'm back." He smiled warmly at her and sat up on his knees. "I thought I recognized some of the stuff in your room. Especially the hat I had made." Marinette softly spoke and her words broke slightly. He touched her face and softly ran his thumbs beneath her eyes to catch her tears. He kissed her on the lips to try and erase her pain and she pulled him on top of her as she fell back into her pillows. She hugged him tight and didn't let him go. "I love you. Forever and ever. I will never let anything happen to you again. And I promise that we are going to go after your father as soon as we can." Marinette glared in the general direction of the Agreste mansion through the tears and Adrien felt an anger build up in his chest at the thought. "I'm in. What's the plan?" Adrien's eyes hardened as his determination to bring justice to his father flared. Marinette yanked him down from her bed and had him sit on her chaise lounge. "I'm glad you asked." She smiled darkly and yanked a screen down with a map and plan on it. Adrien's eyes went wide at the image in front of him. "Where did you get a blueprint of my house?" Marinette shook her head with a ruler in her hand. "Nevermind that. It's not important. "So, here's my plan." She tried to will her blush away, but he smiled at her as he took notice of her pink cheeks. "I was thinking that a little bug and a kitty could crash his house. Gain entrance into his secret lair. Take photos of anything we can find with my yo-yo and then you can ram your shiny stick up your father's fucking ass." Marinette smiled at him and hit her ruler into her palm. Adrien smirked darkly at her comment. "You mean like he did to all those models that he's got piled up like collectors dolls?" Adrien raised one eyebrow at her with his arms crossed across his chest. "But what if my father has hidden all of the evidence already?" Adrien rubbed his chin in thought. Marinette gave him a determined expression, before she strode over to her computer to turn it on. She turned the monitor to face him and a news report began to play. "The model sexual assaults and death tolls are still on the rise. Law enforcement are now finding two per day. The previous pattern of our criminal was only one per week until now. What has caused this change in the pattern? Who is behind this? Will it ever stop?" Nadia nervously clutched a paper in front of her. As Adrien heard the news report, he covered his face and curled up with his knees to his chest. "Adrien?" Marinette set the ruler down on the desk and turned his chair to face her. "This won't stop until you and I do something. Until we gather evidence and bring him down. And in order to do that… I need you. I need Chat Noir. I need Adrien Agreste." Adrien flinched at his last name, as he slowly peered up into Marinette's saddened blue eyes. "Okay. I'll do it." Adrien said softly. Marinette touched his cheeks and brought her forehead to his, before she pulled away and softly kissed him on the lips. "That's the strong, noble, Chaton I know." She smiled warmly at him and he gazed lovingly up at her. "As long as I have you… I'll be strong enough to fight." Adrien summoned his confidence and stood up from the chair, after Marinette backed up from him. "Plagg… claws out." Adrien punched the air and he was wrapped in all black with the familiar hood over his head and a dark mask covered his eyes. "Ready?" He smirked darkly at Marinette and she gave him a reassuring determined expression. "Tikki… Spots on." Marinette called upon her kwami and Chat's eyes sparked at the sight of his lady.
Ladybug's suit had changed entirely and it caught his eye like a wildfire. It was a black sweetheart neckline mini dress. The skirt went out at her hips that stopped well above her knees and it had long sleeves that had cutouts on each shoulder. The neckline had straps that went up and around her neck in a choker. Her leggings were red with big black spots and black wrapped around her feet like ballet flats. Her mask was the same as before with it's red base and black spots. Her hair was up in a bun with a ribbon tied around it, but the ribbons ends ran down her back. Her yo-yo had become a red belt and the yo-yo was the buckle at her waist. Chat swallowed hard, taking her in as she did a little spin for him. "Since you changed your suit… I thought I'd change mine too." She smiled at him and it took all of his energy and restraint to not pick her up and pin her to the wall.
Song I wrote to:
Unconditionally by Katy Perry
Dress by Taylor Swift
