Disclaimer: I don't own Miraculous Ladybug.

A/N: I know I have been MIA for a long time, but my degree has to come first and the work load for it is ridiculous. I will try to find time to write the next few chapters and post one of them next moth. I'm sorry for the long breaks between updates and thank you all for reading this story, truly I appreciate it!

Chapter 13

Saura didn't get back until later that night as she had chatted and done the little homework they had been assigned. She was devising a plan on how to deal with Chloe tomorrow, but wasn't exactly sure on the details as of yet. The spoiled child was a tough person to change for the better, though Saura knew she would never be able to change her into a saint, perhaps she could at least make the lives of her classmates better with less bullying. That would be a start in the right direction.

Her key slid into the lock on the spacious two-bedroom apartment and turned to open the door. A chill ran down her spine as she unlocked the door. A bad feeling filled her as she swallowed the lump in her throat and opened the door to a dark apartment. As the door swung open a single light could be seen from a computer screen in front of the couch as a video was playing.

"Oh, I'm in trouble." Saura said under her breath as she entered the apartment and closed the door behind her. She knew the sensation all too well of when something had gone wrong or was about to go wrong. Unfortunately for her it usually meant a very lengthy talk with Felix, who was standing directly behind her. He was also most probably glaring holes in the back of her head with a frown even a mother would admire.

"Yes," his voice said from behind her and she now wished she had stayed over a Marinette's house, even if it was on her balcony without her knowing. "You are in a great deal of trouble." The voice was closer to her ear. Chills ran up Saura's spine as she swallowed whatever excuse she thought she had.

Instead of fruitlessly running away she decided to spin herself around and face Felix as he attempted to be an intimidating man. "Well, I see you found the latest news," Saura said and tried her hardest not to quirk a smile. The smile that children sometimes get when they know they are in deep trouble, but can't help smiling or laughing at the scenario. This was one of those times and Saura had to physically bite her lip in order to keep the smile off her face and enrage Felix.

The thing with Felix being angry was that he was a cold and silent type of anger that could simmer for days, while if Saura ever was angry it was like the object of her anger was a frog in a pot of water on the stove. They wouldn't know it was boiling until it was too late. It was good that neither person had truly seen the other in such a terrifying state of mind, well Felix did have a tendency to get mad at Saura from time to time. This just happened to be one of those times.

"Yes, I did." He said curtly and flicked the lights on before crossing his arms in front of himself. "You have a lot of explaining to do. Again," he continued and took a big breath to reiterate his mood. It hadn't improved much from their last 'conversation' during the school day. He still wanted answers and now he needed confirmation along with answers.

Saura lost the strange amusement of moments before. She squared her jaw as she carefully thought out the answer she would give him. "I can't tell you everything, but I will tell you that I had no idea Alya was there and filming what happened," it was an honest answer, but the vagueness of it made Felix clench his jaw out of disappointment. They weren't the answers he was looking for. It had been Saura's idea to keep a low profile and not draw much attention at first, but then she had too cast a magic spell that was caught on camera and uploaded into the vast expanse of the internet. Not only that, but she had never been truly honest with Felix since they had met. It was always games and white lies with her.

Those white lies and all the games were taking their toll on the almost unsubstantial relationship they had together. "I'm tired Saura. I am so tired of all the lies," Felix voices exactly what he had been thinking and feeling in that moment. "Tell me the truth," he quietly demanded as the anger gave way to the disappointment and disheartening feeling of not being trust worthy in the eyes of the person who was standing in front of him.

"I can't," she replied and could almost feel the emotions Felix was hiding beneath the surface. They hurt and she knew that not much would be able to make them go away. "I can't tell you because it is too hard for me to talk of," another honest answer, but it was still vague and left more questions in its wake.

Instead of fruitlessly trying to pry the answer out of Saura with more questions, Felix stayed deadly quiet. He maintained eye contact with her as his face took on an almost blank sort of patience. They had all night since he could call in sick tomorrow at school if need be. Though he was obstinate about this single fact. He would not utter a single word to Saura until she talked to him, really talked to him about her past.

It is amazing just how deafening the sound of silence is and to Saura it has a nightmarish quality. It was the reason she always lived in big cities or listened to music as she slept. After having lived as long as she had, the silence was more of an enemy than a friend. It meant she would be alone in her thoughts and feelings about her past. Felix knew that she disliked silence, but he had no real grasp of how far it went in his companion. He didn't know that the threat of silence utterly terrified her to her core.

A shaky breath broke through the background noise that made it through the windows of their apartments from the constantly moving outside world. "No matter what happens, I still can't tell you everything." She replied again as if it was simply an echo of her earlier answer. There was no distrust in her voice, but the strain she had used with it could have been interpreted in so many various ways. The silence and hard stare from Felix was weighing down on Saura enough to make her chest tight. "You know that the kwami are old," she said it as more of a statement than a question. Each of the holders gained a general ball-park age of a few thousand years. None of them knew exactly how old the kwami were, but Felix heard legends of their creation in the Fairy Realm and the subsequent loss of three of the five races. The only ones left in the Fairy realm were those of Fey birth and would rarely visit the human world. The only other surviving race secluded themselves within the Mortal Realm. Their bloodline continues to this day, but has become dispersed and weak.

A twitch of his eyebrows was the only indication that he had heard and understood what she had said at all. He was keeping the silent promise he had made. Felix would not utter a single word to Saura until he managed to get some sort of concrete answer from her. Though the single fact she was about to reveal, he never could have predicted.

"Well," she started and swallowed the feelings that seemed to congregate in her throat. She was thinking about the least terrifying fact about herself that would explain how she had known that particular spell. Another heavy breath made it through her lips before she continued speaking, "I am older than the Kwami themselves." The look on Felix's face let her know that no matter what she had said it would have been unbelievable. Especially what she had just said. The hope for a straight forward answer had vanished when Saura answered Felix's question. The answer was both unbelievable and, in Felix's mind, completely impossible.