A/N: I'm back for this week! I may not have time to update everything today, so I'm kind doing my shorter stuff. Homework is the worst! Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you've all have a wonderful day/afternoon/evening!
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"So? What have you been doing all these years?" Adrien broke the silence as the two walked along the dirt track, "You never visited after that."
"Well..." Marinette sighed as she decided to say the truth, "My parents forbid me from coming here. The only reason I really came back was because my friends sent me here. But I never forgot you, or how helpful you were."
The blonde smiled, "Can't say I forgot you either. It gets boring around here."
"It does?" She peered at him with bluebell eyes, "I thought it'd be fun here. Never having a curfew or rules to go by. Doing whatever you want."
"If only it was that simple," He laughed, "Even I have rules to follow out here. And avoiding bullets isn't my idea of fun."
"Sure," She rolled her eyes before smirking, "Name one of your rules then."
"Fine," He grinned making her giggle, "I can't go further than where we are right now."
"Why not?" She asked as she saw him pause.
"Because it's where the huntsmen go," His green eyes gazed into the maze of trees, "One false move and you're dead. My father forbid me from coming here years ago."
"But you broke that rule a few years ago," She offered, smiling, "Who says you can't break it again?"
"A lot of things," He shrugged.
"Please!" She begged, "You know I'll just get lost again, and I need to be home by dusk. Plus I broke a rule today."
The blonde hesitated as he shifted his weight. He was torn between two sides. He wanted to make sure she got home safe, but he also had to go by what his father said. It was bad enough that he had to avoid the huntsmen when they came too close. If he did this he'd be walking right into their territory. He was lucky to have made it out alive when he was a child. He sighed.
"Fine," He gave her a smile, "But only for old time's sake."
"Yes!" She smiled as she continued to walk with him beside her, "So how do you feel about exchanging notes..."
...0o0...
Adrien sighed as he flopped down on his bed. His father was still out, probably still at his job in town. The blonde groaned. Ever since his mother died, his father never had time for him. Always going to work or scolding him for the smallest things. It really wasn't his fault that he was cursed to look the way he does.
The blonde grabbed a piece of paper and a pen before writing something down. He then left his room and headed out into the night.
...0o0...
Marinette sighed as she kneaded dough. She'd arrived home a few hours ago and couldn't help but worry if Adrien had gotten home safely. She knew she shouldn't really care as he was considered a 'creature of Hell' by society, but she was too kind to think that way.
"What's got you so distracted today?" Her mother asked, as she spotted her daughter, "Did something happen?"
"Oh..I..um," The blunette blushed, "I'm just worried about the kwamis. Their bodies were never found."
"Oh," The older woman blinked, "I know the were important to you, Marinette. But you have to accept that they weren't like us."
"I know," The teen sighed, "I just can't believe how extreme it became."
Her mother nodded as the two returned to kneading dough.
...0o0...
Marinette walked into town, this time taking the left turning which lead through the woods. She needed to place a note in a certain spot so that only he could get it. She'd signed it off with a code name, that he'd hopefully get and had tried to make sure no-one knew what she was doing.
Marinette walked into a meadow, and spotted a tree with a empty knothole. She placed her note in there and found one already there. Looking over her shoulder, the teen took the note and placed hers in there before continuing on her everyday business. Hopefully Alya and Nino hadn't been waiting for too long...
