Author's Note: Wasn't planning anything, (today August 31, Thursday) yet of course pain calls to be let out.

Review Responses (THANK YOU for taking the time too):

Smug Scheme:

elijahhedgemond: That's fine. It's an old anime. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.

The Long Sleep:

elijahhedgemond: Good. I do try to when you give a prompt. But again when twist pop up nothing can stop them. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.

RonaldM40196867: It's best for civilization. Not everything but very much all the same. Thanks for the Favorite/Follow here.

BearfootTruck: That concept for Dance with Devils sounds so amazing. Maid Sama! is very close to Ladies versus Butlers, just think of things reversed. Well actually the PJs described were Luka and Adrigami. Not Marinette just of course her designs. Nope, Shingo of Ladies versus Butlers is much worse. *Giggles* Thanks for the Favorite here.

Lukanette enjoy an aimlessly walk about the park, across the street from the Dupain-Cheng bakery. Heading further away, aqua blue eyes glance down at his Love Song. Her own bluebell eyes so calculated shifting every which way.

"Are you alright?"

His question isn't vocally answered. Marinette stops in her tracks. Unlinking her left arm from his right, both pairs of blue eyes single out on the golden statue of Cat Noir and Ladybug. Immediately as they walk closer, soft sobs ring through the quiet air.

"Hello. . .? Hey it's okay."

"Just leave me alone!" That furious saddened filled voice has Marinette take a step back. Luka smiles walking pass his girl, placing his right hand atop her left shoulder blade.

"Cecilia? Hey Peach Rose. . ."

Luka grabs Marinette's left hand in his right. Now getting around the Lucky Duo statue. Finding yes indeed the Roserade heir, on her butt, backside against the hard marble. Strawberry-blonde hair for on e not held by her headband, it curtains her soaked face. Oval black colored rim glasses lay carefully on her left side, as Luka releases Marinette's right hand. He cautiously knees down to embrace the broken girl.

"Let it go Peach Rose. . . Breath in then out, she's here in Paris again?" At the question Marinette frowns, not understanding but quietly letting Luka calm his friend.

She buries her face into his left shoulder blade. Pale pink eyes slowly open now red rimmed from her pain.

"I hate her. I hate false cheerfulness, I hate how she whines to daddy about money, I hate HOW WEAK SHE MAKES ME FEEL! NOTHING I DO PLEASING ENOUGH FOR HER!"

Luka squeezes her tighter. A light kiss to her strawberry-blonde head. Marinette raises her own left hand to her face, finding she too has tears falling silently down her cheeks.

"Cecilia. . ."

The girl doesn't register Marinette's presence. Still Luka opens his right arm. Immediately, she crawls into his own armed embrace. Luka sits there holding his girlfriend and good friend comfortably against himself. Aqua blue eyes glare dark daggers as an akuma itself flutters away scared off.

"Nothing will hurt you, while I'm here."

THE END!