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“En garde”
The clash of metal was drowned out by the unsatisfying wooden sticks the two had found on their trek through the woods.
“Adrien, you know that’s not how it works, we are pirates, and pirates always play dirty” she grinned mischievously at the disgruntled face he made.
Then went in for the kill, shoving him hard and whacking him in the leg so he fell to the side. The pain unbalancing him. She giggled, giggled at his pain.
“Mari, that hurt, I though you loved me?” the pouty face he made was adorable.
“Of course I do, that doesn’t mean I’m going to let you win” she smirked but held out her small hand to help him up. He slowly tangled their fingers together, but before she could see the evil gleam in his eyes, pulled her roughly down on top of him. He rolled over trapping her underneath his slightly bigger body.
“Now you’re stuck princess, what you gonna do about it?” he had a shit eating grin plaster across his face, not considering the mirrored look on hers a threat. Not until she began ferociously tickling him, she went straight for his thighs, which were oddly, extremely ticklish. Before he could call for mercy, he was screaming in hysterics unable to breathe, or find the strength to get her to stop.
“Obviously, I will start a tickle fight because I always win those” she winked.
He was wriggling like a fish out of water and managed to roll away from her for long enough to shout “Mercy, PLEASE Mari, mercy” his breathing was laboured as she slowly and reluctantly retracted her little fingers away from his most ticklish spots.
They just laid there for a moment looking up at the sky while they squashed the wild grass beneath their backs, then her turned to admire her, falling all the more in love with her. Yeah, he was only 13, but when you know, you know.
Her eyes locked with his and they smiled the most loving smiles at each other. This time she rolled on top of him and cuddled close, reminiscing in the alone time they were able to enjoy for once.
He wrapped his arms around her, never wanting to let go, yet found unforgettable comfort in the blissful embrace.
“I love you” he mumbled into her hair.
She started giggling again, “you can’t just say things like that, I’m only 11 years old, with the world at my fingertips” she repeated her speech, simultaneously wiggling her fingertips in his face, but couldn’t keep the love she felt off her face.
“I love you too, but there’s no way I’m that lucky, its not possible that I met my soulmate, you, so young” shaking her head, already submerged by non-stop spiral of overthinking thoughts.
She was pulled out of her muddled mind by the two warm hands holding her face. Looking directly into his eyes, she could see his very soul screaming out to her.
“I love you Mari, and nothing is ever going to change that” he nuzzled her neck, then reluctantly started to get up, looking towards the deserted sticks and basket off to the side, huddled under a tree.
She got up too, but eagerly hugged him, attempting to forget they were late. He nestled his nose into her loose locks, smelling the bakery on her.
“God, you’re such a cat” she laughed but started to pick out the twigs and prickles out of her plain creamy dress. She knew her parents were waiting for her to get back from the market and help out in the bakery. It was 1544, in Paris, France. While beautiful, was also dangerous, not all dreams could come true in the city of love, especially hers.
Adrien was lucky he came from a wealthy lord’s home, his dad was very, very rich, thus the navy coat with golden buttons, when they first met, she was so nervous about ruining his fancy clothes, she thought she’d have to pay it off for the rest of her life.
He clasped her hand and was already holding the wicker basket that had been set to the side, while they had their fun. They began a slow pace making their way back to town.
She loved the warm breeze that spring had brought but loved the trees full of birds singing more.
“What’s your greatest, most epic dream” she asked him quietly.
He looked at her solemnly “to be with you freely” he heartbrokenly replied.
“No, I don’t count, and you know why we have to hide and sneak around, if your dad knew you were even friends with a bakers daughter he would never let you out of the house. Its safer this way” she smiled at him then “Plus we get to have all this alone time” she slid her fingers up his chest to grasp behind his neck.
He stopped breathing, holding it in for a second, while she came closer to his face, pecking him quickly on the check and ducking away.
“Oh no you don’t, I deserve a kiss right here” he pointed to his lips “for the lump of a bruise forming on my shin” she smiled at distracting him from the reality of their relationship.
“Just one?” she smiled, she could not stop smiling, even though her jaw was starting to ache.
“Yes please” she came closer hovering in front of him. Slowly leaning forward until there lips met chastely for a few seconds. He hummed as she pulled away, lost to the world as he surrounded himself in Marinette Dupain-Cheng.
He lovingly took her hand once again starting to walk the trail they had memorised to get back home.
“I think becoming a pirate would be pretty cool, if I had to have a dream that wasn’t you” he chivalrously bowed to her, “just think my lady, the endless ocean in our sights, free to be together, stopping the bad guys, just call me captain Chat Noir of all the seas”.
His gaze caught on the barn in the distance, the farm to the left clued them in on how close they were to having to separate again.
“Permission to come aboard, love?” she smiled at his awe-struck face.
“Yes, it is your ship too, even named in your honour, ‘The Bugaboo’” she laughed at that.
“The Bugaboo, what an awful name, way to cheesy, a grand ship can’t be called that”.
“One day my love ill gets a ship, the biggest ship there ever was and call it the astounding, beautiful, glorious name, just to show you how amazing it is” loving his goofiness she gave him a parting hug and kiss before they had to separate and go to their own homes.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Adrien” she began walking off, but he just watched her go for a little while.
“That’s actually a great idea, we could be free and in love out at sea, where money, status and my father can’t keep us apart” he smiled to himself as he though aloud, now he had to plan how to achieve this dream and be with the girl he loved.
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Present day - 1556
She was strolling by a news stand but suddenly stopped at seeing the newspapers lining the walls, picking one up, she overheard the shop keeper huff, throwing a gold coin over her shoulder, he turned away allowing her to walk off with the paper.
Scrolled across the front page in large bold lettering
‘CAPTAIN CHAT NOIR ROBS PRINCESS LILA'S SHIP’,
she smirked, she was getting closer to finding him and getting closer to unleashing her revenge. She tucked the paper into her large red leather coat, making her way back over to Alya.
“We have him right where we want him Als”.