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“My apologies Chat Noir, but I already believe myself to be capable enough for a pathetic butterfly goon.” He watched as she meticulously polished the sword in her hands, its blade gleaming in the light. 

“It’s only for your protection madame.” She raised an eyebrow at him, the backhanded insult of his comment hitting him like a rock. Had he just insulted her? God, that line worked on almost every other civilian… every civilian but Kagami he supposed.

Heat crawled up his neck as he searched for some kind of response. Chat awkwardly coughed into his hand and tried to put himself together. “After all, you can never know how dangerous they are until you see them up close. And by then-”

“It’ll already be too late?” He nods, and Kagami gives him a small smile. Within an instant, she lunged forward, metal flashing in front of him as he parried her sword away with his baton. She smirked and put down her blade. “You and I both know that I can defend myself plenty. If you really wanted someone to protect, I’m sure my partner, Adrien Agreste would appreciate your help. He always seems to be a bit on edge during these attacks.”

“Hah-! Oh, uh, really?” Chat stressed. “Rest assured he’s safe and sound. I saw your boyfriend run to safety just earlier, he won’t need my help.”

“There’s no doubt that he would be safe Chat Noir, if he chose to stop putting himself into reckless danger.” He squirmed under her gaze as her eyes narrowed, shifting uncomfortably the more Kagami scrutinized him. “Why bother saving yourself if you can save others, right?”

“I…” he paused, wondering what to say. “It’s a noble cause.” 

Her line of vision lifted, but Chat was still unsure if she was satisfied. Running off during akuma attacks to be Chat Noir was for the city, yes. But how did that look as Adrien?

A crumbling sound resounded from the ceiling, cracks ebbing from the corners of the room. Hastily, he scooped Kagami into his arms, watching as the sword she carried clattered to the ground, only to be shattered by the giant akuma in front of them.

“We’re going!” pulling her closer as she reeled in from shock. “Now!”

Chat bounded across the rooftops, adrenaline coursing through him as he searched for a place to set down Kagami. The tiny girl in question made no attempts to hide her discomfort. 

“Chat!” Her arms dug closer into his neck as they moved through the air. “I can not do this right now!” She buried her head into his chest, and- was that a squeak? Did his precious Mimi just squeak? That had to be one of the most adorable-

“Chat Noir!” He safely landed on to steady ground, much to the relief of his fed up girlfriend. He beamed, and Kagami let out an exasperated, but relieved sigh. “At the very least, warn me when you’re about to do something like that.” She gently placed herself on the ground.

“Says the girl who tried to slash me with some antique sword!”

A look of regret showed on her face. “It’s a shame, I’ve been itching to use one of the historic one’s ever since I learned super villains ran amok in this city.”

“I’m sure you’ll get your chance someday.” A blur of red and black rushed past the two as an angry roar erupted in the distance. “That’s my cue.”

He turned around, ready to rush to the fight and assist Ladybug. “I’m sure I’ll see you again, Madame Tsurugi.” He paused, and for a moment he wanted to stay with his girlfriend and shower her with affection. But she was dating Adrien Agreste, not Chat Noir.

Fuck it, this was his girlfriend damnit. Let him spend a few moments with her!

Chat kneeled and reached out his palm. Kagami playfully rolled her eyes, and settled her hand into his. Leaning towards her, he gently kissed her hand, smiling as he heard Mimi’s giggles.

And with that, Chat Noir leapt off into the city skyline, baton extended with a duty to protect the city.

Kagami placed the hand Chat kissed onto her cheek, sighing as she watched him from a distance. She smiled as she thought back to her encounter. Really, this might as well have been their first fight as Kagami Tsurugi and Chat Noir. Even with his lack of self preservation, her boyfriend really did seek to help everyone out.

The car ride home from fencing practice was uncharacteristically quiet. Uncharacteristic, because even though Kagami was a quiet person, these private moments were rarely so. It took longer for Adrien to figure it out than it really should have, but to his credit, he told himself, he did so before they reached her home.

“You’re mad at me.”

“Yes.” Kagami didn’t even blink, not like other girls her knew. Chloe would have told him straight off, making snide comments. Marinette would have stumbled over it, giving him the benefit of the doubt, if she told him at all. Ladybug would have trussed him up with her yo-yo to have it out with him until they were settled. He hadn’t known how to interpret Kagami’s silence.

“You let me win today,” she said finally, turning to face him. He should have realized it sooner; with both her arms and legs crossed, she was the essence of irritation.

“I…did not,” Adrien lied feebly. Wow. It was a miracle he was able to keep his identity secret at all. To be fair, no one looked at him with eyes like that. Eyes he felt could see all the way into his soul. 

“Why?” she asked. An emotion he couldn’t name flickered in her eyes, then snuffed out. He wished she wouldn’t do that. She didn’t have to be so stoic, not with him. He knew what that was like; Kagami was much better at the act than him.

But he also knew what it felt like to fail to meet a parents astronomical expectations. How, some days, the expectations felt like a millstone around your neck. How, even though you’d thought you’d convinced yourself you didn’t care what that parent thought, some days you wanted you father - or your mother - to just be your dad, or mom, and it hurt when they couldn’t be.

“I…felt that you needed it,” Adrien admitted. “You seemed so down when we started. I wanted to…do something for you. I didn’t realize…” He trailed off with a frustrated shake of his head. Why couldn’t he get this right? Why was it so hard?

He looked up as Kagami cupped his cheek and was surprised to open warmth in her face, her walls finally down, if only for the moment.

“It was a nice thought,” she said carefully, “But there’s no honour or skill in being handed victory. Honestly beating you…now that would have made me feel better.” She smiled to let him know she was teasing, and Adrien grinned as well. 

“I’ll remember that,” he said, taking her hand from his face. But he didn’t let go, instead choosing to lace his fingers through hers.

“Thank you, Adrien,” Kagami said. She gave his hand a squeeze, and Adrien swore he felt butterflies swoop in his stomach in response. 

“Anytime, Kagami.” He rubbed small circles on the back of her hand with his thumb, enjoying the closeness. “Anytime.”

“I Will Never Let Anyone Hurt You,

                            I Will Always Protect You”

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Made for Adrigami / Adrimi Week Topic: Helpless.

Adrien played listlessly on the piano. His features reflected the melancholy tune that echoed through his room and out the hall.

If Plagg was awake he'd certainly protest the chosen song. But they'd had a tough battle and his kwami slept off a gluttonous meal.

A brief smile crossed Adrien's lips before the oppressive silence of his too large room stifled it.

He was used to being alone. Even if the isolation chafed more now than before... Before them. Before her.

Kagami.

Every moment with her was filled with more life than he remembered ever being in these walls. Even before. She was filled with so much passion for everything she did.

Kagami brought out the side of himself he'd been taught to hide. And from the way she opened up around him, Adrien thought he did the same for her.

Before, they were alone. Together, they were free. So, to go from such genuine connection back to this!?

The piano clanged as he slammed his fingers on the keys. Plagg muttered in his sleep but didn't wake. Adrien stared at the black and white instrument.

He didn't want to be alone again.

Kagami fired her arrow expertly into the target's bullseye. It sank deep next to the other arrows she had shot into it.

Kagami's brow furrowed. She nocked another arrow, steadied her breathing, and fired again. Bullseye.

The crease between her eyes deepened. Kagami grabbed a handful of arrows and held them in her hand so she wouldn't have to reach into her quiver for them.

The archery range was deserted except for her, which gave her free reign. She removed the cumbersome quiver to ease her movements.

Keeping her targets in focus Kagami released arrow after arrow. Each less than a second apart, one for every target in range, every one a bullseye.

She had barely exerted herself but her breath came in short gasps nonetheless.

Why?

Why couldn't she focus? Her thoughts kept drifting from the task at hand. It wasn't like her to allow her mind to wander.

She was perfectly focused when Adrien came to see her practice... Wait.

She remembered his encouraging grin. How it lit up his face and filled her with warmth. Kagami was great at archery. She knew that. And still she'd shown off. Sought the praise of a novice in archery.

How his eyes widened in wonder at her skill. She caused that! She-

The bow slipped from her grasp. She looked around at the archery range. It was empty. Kagami had full reign of the place.

She started a bit as her ringtone pulled her from her thoughts.

Collecting herself she answered it without seeing the caller. "Yes?"

"Kagami?" Adrien's voice greeted her.

"Adrien." How interesting, the way just his voice was enough to ease some of her tension.

"I'm sorry about calling you during practice." He sounded nervous. "Is this a bad time? Of course, it's a bad time, sorry. I'll call back later."

"No!" She replied a bit too quickly. "No, that's alright. I'm taking a break."

"Oh. Oh good. That's good."

"Was there a reason you're calling me?"

He laughed self-deprecatingly. "No. I guess not," he admitted. "This is gonna sound corny but... I just wanted to hear your voice."

Kagami felt heat flood her cheeks and she was sure Adrien was just as red.

"Is that weird? That's weird, right?"

"It is not," she reassured him. "I was just thinking of you."

Kagami could practically hear Adrien's blush deepen. "R-really?" he asked.

"Y-yes."

He was silent for a moment. "Does it feel like you've taken a step forward while everything else stays in place?" he asked suddenly.

Kagami sat cross-legged on the ground.

She thought of her mother. Despite knowing about her relationship with Adrien Tomoe continued to act as she always did. No concession was made. The time they spent in fencing practice and at high-class functions was expected to be enough.

No thought was given to Kagami's needs or desires. And in the back of her mind Kagami knew it would be that way. But still. She'd hoped.

"Kagami?"

"Yes," she admitted. "We've advanced together but no one seems to notice. They do not acknowledge that the field has changed. That... we have changed."

"You don't think I'm overthinking this?" he asked, doubt creeping into his voice. "Maybe if we talked to them?"

"A warrior must always be aware of her surroundings. If they haven't noticed the change then..." Here Kagami took a breath. She wasn't in the habit of criticizing her mother and it did not come easily. "Then they are not paying sufficient attention!"

Adrien understood what she meant. Their parents may not consciously realize that they gave so little time to their children. But that didn't mean it wasn't purposeful.

"... I had dinner with Father yesterday," Adrien stated.

Kagami wondered what it said of them. That her first instinct was to congratulate him. Despite the forced hope in his tone.

"We talked about the upcoming photo shoots... Or he talked about them and I listened. I asked if I could see you Friday! ... Um, he said I shouldn't let myself be distracted from my duties... Then he had to leave because something came up. I-"

Kagami waited as Adrien took a shuddering breath. His voice cracked and her heart threatened to follow.

"I sat there... and I thought... I thought about how alone I felt! How... it wasn't this bad when he didn't show up! ... I thought about how Father was right there! And I felt less alone when he wasn't..."

"... Mother is always there," Kagami began. "She always makes sure to observe my progress. Her instruction is invaluable. I am the swordswoman I am today because of her."

Adrien listened to the small variations in tone that people who didn't know Kagami mistook for stoicism. Which easily rose in volume.

"Yet, there are times I forget that she is my Mother and not just my trainer. There are times when I wish we did not have the formality of strangers! Times Mother's presence was an ominous shadow that-"

Kagami breathed deeply.

"... Times you perform an exercise perfectly and they say nothing," Adrien stated softly. "Leaving you alone without a word."

"Times your best performance is lacking," Kagami continued. "So they remain. Looking over your shoulder until it satisfies their standards. And all that time you are still alone."

Kagami knew that Adrien didn't cry often. She shed more tears than he did despite having more than enough reasons to. So it came as a mild surprise to hear his quiet sobbing.

"A-Adrien?"

"I- I'm sorry! I..."

"Don't apologize." Kagami's voice was thick with her own falling tears. "There is nothing dishonorable about crying. If you need to cry, then cry."

So, he did.

So, they did.

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Made for Adrigami / Adrimi Week Topic: Freedom.

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“You’re quite a dancer Madame Tsurugi.” The servant gave her a gentle smile, his blue-tipped hair swaying as he poured her a glass from the refreshments table. “It’s a rare occasion to see the heiress at an event like this.” Or ever, she thought, accepting his drink.

“Thank you Monsieur… Luka, was it?” Kagami eyed the drink carefully. “One always has to be wary of assasination attempts, especially when the current political affair is… we know how it always is.” 

Luka chuckled and nodded. “Well, whatever happens, I hope for only the best. If you ever come back, maybe I’ll have usurped the ranks and become a noble. I’m sure I’ll become a better dancing partner in any case.”

Kagami gave a small hum in response. “For a peasant born like you, you certainly had a way with your movements. You could charm anyone here… Shame no other noble would give you the time of day.” The drink swirled around in her glass, yet remained undrunk.

The gentleman quirked an eyebrow at her comments. “Oh? And why would the Tsurugi heiress bother a mere servant at the gala?”

Discreetly, she placed the tip of her nail into the glass. “To rebel against my mother’s futile isolation policy, of course.” Her once transparent nail turned bright red. Spiked. “Being cooped up in an estate for months on end can be particularly… dreadful. Not only do you forget how to interact with those around you, but undesirable feelings can show and take a turn for the worse.”

Kagami was unsure why she was telling a possible assassin about her isolation and how it had affected her as a child. She wouldn’t be telling her mother about this however, the rest of the nobles in this forsaken place could burn for all she cared. They were the ones who put her in a suffocating place, they were the ones who deprived her of any connections and friends, they were the ones who kept her chained from the world.

“My condolences Madame. I sincerely hope things will turn out for the better.”  He softly smiled.

They bid adieu, and Kagami wandered off the ballroom floor, making plans to get rid of her spiked drink.

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The hedge maze seemed to be a bit pretentious, but it was only befitting for such a family like the Bourgeois’s. The carefully clipped bushes called to her, almost beckoning her to fall into its trap and suffocate her forever.

If she were to be isolated forever, better a beautiful maze than the depths of the Tsurugi estate she supposed. Kagami still had her drink spiked with who knew what in it, and she’ll be damned if she were to be caught with a drugged glass. Yes, she thought, better the maze.

The stars shone above in the night sky as she let herself loose within the cornered pathways. Get lost, dispose of the drink where no one could find it, that was all she had to do. Despite her rigorous thought sequence, Kagami found herself twirling in the moonlight, prancing around the maze with all of her cares tossed in the wind.

“You’re quite a dancer Madame-” An unexpected voice crept through the open air, startling Kagami as she whirled around, ready to strike the servant she had previously danced with. Throwing the glass towards the voice, she jumped back and crouched low, listening for the tell tale signs of a struck down enemy.

Her eyes scaled the darkness, spotting the sad dark lump on the maze floor. Kagami cautiously moved towards the figure, brandishing a stick she had found in case they would try to fight back.

“Ow…” she could hear the figure moan. She gulped, but took a step closer nonetheless.

On closer observation, she could see the faint stain of her drink on their suit. He, she noted that he had to be a guy, had a much darker suit than the servant from before, his blazer as dark as the night with an electric green accent. And… oh dear, his hair. His gorgeous blond locks looked nothing like the blue tips the servant had. Kagami had believed she was completely isolated, and from thinking such a thing, she had thrown her spiked drink at the wrong person.

She had thrown her spiked drink at the wrong person.

“What- pray tell,” Her eyes locked with stunning green, heart sinking as she put two and two together. “-did you do that for?”

Adrien Agreste, heir to the well-associated Agreste family, heavily acquainted with the Bourgeois.

Her mother was going to kill her.

“I- I,” Kagami managed to sputter out, dropping the stick as if it burned. “I’m so sorry. I swear- I was deeply on edge, I thought… I thought you… I made a mistake, and- I am so sorry..” Mother was going to profusely punish her, she was going to lock her up all alone and it was all her fault-

“S’okay. You don’t have to worry about it.” He wobbled up to his feet, unceremoniously dusting himself off. “What were you doing here anyways?”

“I… The drink was poisoned. Or drugged, or… I don’t really know.” His face blanched, and Kagami quickly bit her tongue. “I was trying to get rid of it discreetly, wouldn’t want an uproar at the Bourgeois’s party after all, right?” Adrien chuckled back nervously. “I thought this place was pretty isolated away from everyone and when you came…” She trailed off, the pit growing deeper in her stomach. “I thought someone had come to finish the job.”

“I guess it’s not everyday the Tsurugi heiress comes out to the public. I’m… sorry you had to go through that.” He extended her a hand. “I’m Adrien, Adrien Agreste, but I guess you figured that out already, me being the main guest and all.” She nodded along.

“I’m Kagami Tsurugi, but I guess you already knew that too.” Her hand stretched to take his, and she firmly grasped it into a firm handshake. He lazily grinned, looking up towards the moonlit sky.

His hand lifted, before twisting to hold hers as if she were a lady in waiting. “Well, Kagami, how about we share a dance? After that little mishap, I think you do owe me a little favor.”

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“Kagami, you’ve been picking at your food for a while now.”

“Mimi, you’ve barely done anything since we got here.”

“Kagamiiii… please?”

His girlfriend daintily sipped her wine glass, quietly choosing to abstain from Adrien’s half hearted attempts at conversation. She was too good, far too good at this game.

“I Wanna Be Alone With You“

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Made for Adrigami / Adrimi Week Topic: Isolation.