I don't know if anyone will notice, but I have re-written this. I got some amazing feedback from a guest, and I don't even know if they'll see this but it inspired me to keep writing and was honestly the best constructive criticism I've ever received. Thank you so much to whoever that was.

Adrenaline fueled him as he bounded from roof to roof, tears spilled from his eyes and the bile in his throat threatened to claw its way up.

It was just all to much, he was so frustrated. From being accused, ignored, why would his friends automatically assume it was his father? How could they ever think that someone who loved him, that he loved in return would ever do something so severe? Or even worse, that he would do this to himself? It stung.

Guilt also pulled at his heart, they were just trying to be helpful, do what any kind or normal friend would. Who was he to be angry at them for caring about him, wasn't that what he wanted this whole time?

His blood suddenly icy, he stopped and stumbled over to lean on the small entrance to the roof. He slowly moved his way to a crouch and hugged his own knees.

Tugging at his hair, he willed himself to calm down. In and out, one breath at a time. Why was this affecting him so god damned much? Nothing much had even happened.

He would have to find the will-power to return to his friends horrified faces, but for now he would sit here in the afternoon sun and just think.

The three friends still stood, frozen. All surprised at Adrien's sudden outrage and all still concerned for his well-being.

"Should we look for him?" Nino began as the shock wore off.

Alya guffawed surprised he was even asking, Marinette still looked down. Moving her weight from one foot to the other as though deep in thought.

"We have a better chance of finding him if we split up." The Bluenette said, suddenly sure of herself.

"Are you sure?" Alya quirked an eyebrow "None of use know the area all too well Mari, we might just get lost ourselves if we do that."

"Well then you two stay together and I'll go by myself, I frequent here with my parents all the time!" Marinette didn't wait for a reply, already far off in the direction Adrien had ran.

Alya knew she'd likely never been here a day in her life and would have protested, likely why Marinette had scampered off so quickly. Bringing her palm up to her forehead before decided to look with Nino like the young designer had suggested.

Alya grabbed Nino's hand and set off, determined to find Adrien.

Immediately after slipping away Marinette found a secluded area and transformed. Thinking this way she would be able to find Adrien much faster than on foot, zipping up to the rooftops she moved in a regular pattern.

Swing, Throw, Glide, Swing Throw, Glide.

She kept her eyes low, knowing Adrien would be travelling by foot. The familiar sound of her yo-yo calmed her and made her less frantic. She would find Adrien and he would be fine.

She was searching ground level so closely her eyes almost missed the quick flash of black on the corner of the roof two buildings over. But she stopped and took a double take, expecting it to be some teen skipping school or maybe even someone who lived there, taking a brea-

Her eyes narrowed, it was none other then Chat Noir. Though concern sat at the back of her mind, she would see him later tonight at patrol anyway and she needed to find Adrien right now.

"Ah! Hello Chat!" She waved but he didn't turn, he said nothing so she didn't question it. He was probably enjoying lazing about in the sun "Would you have happened to see Adrien around anywhere? I don't know if you remember him but we've rescued him a few times. Blonde hair, green eyes and about this tall." She knew she was rambling and talking awful fast, she looked up at him. Expecting him to laugh at her or send her one of his trade-mark puns but he stayed, curled up near the building.

"Minou?"

He scrubbed at his eyes furiously and turned to face her, she noticed his smile was half-assed at best and he looked like... had he been crying?

"Oh Chaton..." She crouched down to his level and tilted her head to the side, a small smile on her face.

His face crumpled and she pulled him into a tight grip and whispered "It's okay!" into his hair as he shook. Except she had no idea what had happened to make him like this, where was the cheery Chat Noir she had seen only yesterday?

Suddenly he pulled free from her embrace, humiliation painted clear as day over his face.

"Listen Ladybug, I'm really sorry. Please don't be worried, I'm fine really." He chewed at his lip and she linked her fingers with his, trying to show him support.

"I think that I'm just over-reacting," He tore his hand free from hers, dropped from the building and started at an incredible pace away from her, all in one motion.

She cupped her hands around her mouth, called for Chat Noir and when no reply came she sighed.

Every inch of her screamed to chase after him but she couldn't, Chat wanted to be alone right now and she would have her chance to ask later. So, for now she would just focus on Adrien.

If she didn't find him soon, she would just return back. Maybe it hadn't been a good idea to split up.

Suddenly he was bounding again, back towards the beach. He de-transformed when he felt he was close enough, resting his head against the wall he screwed his eyes tight.

"Shit, shit shit." He muttered to himself.

He really didn't want to go back and his stomach was doing cartwheels, he felt sick.

When he finally built up the courage, he took slow, sluggish steps.

And was surprised when he saw Chloe at the entrance of the beach waiting for him.

He froze, realizing he hadn't had a chance to cover up his scars yet. So he just awkwardly stood there, un-moving. Hoping for a chance to get away again. But he knew that would be cowardly.

He cleared his throat, feeling extremely uncomfortable and scratched the back of his neck. A nervous habit he knew he'd built up.

Her head shot up so fast he was surprised she didn't get whiplash, she fumbled her phone for a second but kept her eyes on him, mouth agape.

Chloe quickly came over to him, shaking out of her trance quickly.

She lifted his arm, running her manicured fingers delicately along the scars, she took in a sharp in-take of breathe.

"Adrien..."

Tears pricked at his eyes and he had to fight to keep them at bay as she continued to look over him.

"Adrien I didn't realise that it was this bad."

"It's not!"

He had to dig his nails into his palm to keep himself from yelling at Chloe.

"Then explain Adrien!" She hissed "Because this is bad!" she motioned in his direction to show her point.

He took a deep breath to calm himself and searched every crevice of his mind for an excuse.

"Well..."

Chloe quirked an eyebrow at him.

"I do parkour okay."

Chloe scoffed at him before she could stop herself.

"Really? Like you have the time Adrien."

She still looked skeptical but then she continued,

"Show me something then."

He took in a deep breath and relaxed, taking her by the hand and leading her off to the skate park, just near the cafes of the beach. He kept his eyes to the ground, refusing to look at her. This whole situation really was embarrassing.

When they finally reached the skating ramps, he wasn't interested in talking anymore.

He took a running start at the tallest ramp, maybe double his height. Catching his foot into a groove he launched himself upwards, wrapping his fingers over the lip of the ramp and pulled himself up with ease. He did a salt off the top, bending his knees to protect himself from the impact of the fall.

When he finally looked up he saw Chloe's dumbfounded expression, mouth slightly agape. She quickly closed it and didn't say a word, just nodded at him before making her way back to the beach, knowing he would follow. She had too much pride to admit she had been wrong and that made him smile, before remembering who would be waiting.

He felt miserable the whole way back with Chloe.

His three friends were not far now,

"Adrien!" Alya called as she caught his gaze

All three of his friends met him with concerned eyes.

"Adrien, dude" Nino started, the first to walk towards them.

"Honey, I think we need to talk." Alya said, her eyes soft behind her classes.

Marinette stood slightly behind them, her body stiff and un-moving.

"If something's wrong-"

"Oh for god sake!" Chloe hissed, rolling her eyes "He's fine."

Alya made a frantic motion at Adrien

"Are you blind?" The reporter said incredulously

Chloe narrowed her eyes at the reporter and huffed

"He does parkour, something you should all know if you were actually his friend."

All three of his friends turned to look at him, confused.

He coughed awkwardly for lack of anything else to do.

"And you get these scars from... falling over?" The Bluenette asked

He nodded frantically.

Nino sighed,

"I'm sorry Adrien, we shouldn't have jumped to conclusions that fast." Nino said, offering Adrien a small sheepish smile.

"I mean we just saw the scars and-"

"Nino It's fine-"

"I'm really sorry!"

Chloe rolled her eyes once more before sauntering off to find Sabrina.

Marinette eyed him wearily, it seemed he still had one person he had yet to convice.

Well that was it! :) Hope you enjoy. Your comments and bookmarks, etc all make my day. Thanks!