Wow, the response for this was overwhelming, especially after the little response I got after I posted this on tumblr. I'm speechless.
Thank you all very much, I'm glad you liked the story.

Unfortunately this is a two-shot, so this will be the last part of it. It isn't as much a continuation of the first part as a different experience of the same event.

Disclaimer: Nope not mine. The show that is. The story is mine.

Chapter 2: A Fortunate Encounter

Adrien didn't slam the door.

Not only was doorslamming not appreciated by his father (not that that stopped him when he was feeling a bit rebellious), but he just didn't feel like it.

He did slam himself into the door.

He pushed his hands against his eyes and just slided down to the floor.

His father was frustrating at the best of times and at the worst of times he exceeded that frustration.

It wasn't that he was particularly looking forward to today, but it was important to him and it used to be important to his father.

And for him to dismiss it that easily, without any concern, surprise that Adrien didn't feel that same way…

Something in Adrien felt like it broke, like a hole was formed.

Hollow, he felt hollow and why did this all happen?

Why were they like this?

"Hey, Adrien, chin up! Don't let him get you down."

He ignored Plagg.

The hollow feeling in him was the only thing that existed now.

"Hey, what! No… Adrien! No no no. Get away from him!"

It was always like this and he was sick of it.

"Nonononono, get here you! Adrien!"

He didn't want to hear anything, feel anything.

"Adrien!"

He was alone, always alone.

"SNAP OUT OF IT AND GET A GRIP!"

He whipped his head up, out of his daze.

"Wha? Plagg?" And his face drained of any color when he saw what had made his kwami raise his voice.

Struggling in his little paws was an akuma.

"Finally, you scared me. Quick, you have to transform and get to Ladybug. She will be handle to handle him. Come on, he's wriggley and while he can't possess me I really don't like his energy."

"T-that's an akuma. It came for me."

"Yes and now you have to get rid of it. Now, quick!"

He continued staring at the akuma, but raised his hand.

"Transform: Chat Noir."

Plagg released the akuma before flying into his ring.

Adrien went through the movements mechanically not feeling the exhilaration he usually did when he transformed.

When the transformation was complete, he swiped the akuma from the air with his left hand.

That… felt weird.

"C'mon, hurry up. I don't like it as much as you do."

Suddenly he felt an intense spike of hate.

He hated his room, he hated his house, he hated his…

'I have to get out of here.' He thought shaking his head and jumped through his window.

Away, far away, where nothing could remind him of his misery.

But everywhere he went he was reminded of the view out of his window.

Reminded him of that empty, cold house.

So he ran and ran and ran.

When he finally stopped, he was on the Notre Dame.

His breathing was ragged and he sat down to calm it down.

He was only mildy surprised when he realized he was crying.

"Adrien," the kwami's voice was unusually soothing. "You should really call Ladybug."

"No." Ladybug shouldn't see him like this. Her partner was Chat Noir: confident, strong, funny (no matter what she said about his puns) and charming.

His grief now was all Adrien, these things wouldn't bother Chat Noir. Shouldn't bother him.

Especially to the extent of attracting an akuma.

"Adrien, look at your hand." Plagg insisted.

"What's with my hand?" But even as he said that, a fluttering in his left hand made him look.

White greeted him where there was once black.

Why? How?

"Call Ladybug." Plagg insisted again.

"Yeah." He breathed in response.

Was this really happening, he thought as he took his baton and pushed the button to call Ladybug.

What will she say, what should he say?

Hey Ladybug, having trouble with an infestation here. Could use a hand.

Yo Lady, wanna have a date? You can immediately purify the akuma I have found.

Hey Lady, guess what's in my hand? It's an akuma!

Those thoughts fled his mind when he saw his Lady appear on the screen.

"Please. Come quick." She didn't even have to chance to say anything, as he cut the connection off.

"Good, now we just have to wait for her to come."

"But what if she won't come? I didn't even tell her anything. Oh mon dieu, what if she will come and sees my hand?!"

"Calm down, she will come and she will purify the akuma. That's it."

"She will never trust me again. I couldn't control myself. What use am I if I can't even keep myself from attracting the damn butterflies?"

A dark mist settled in his head, heavy and thick.

"If I can't stop them, what use am I to her? No use at all! No use to anyone. Even my dad thinks so! I'm useless, that's why he won't even see me. Why should he care? Why should anyone? Maybe I should just give-"

"SIT DOWN!" The command was so sudden that it broke his train of thought.

"Wha-"

"The akuma is influencing you! Sit down right this instant!"

When he realised what the kwami was saying, he collapsed.

"I-"

"Breathe, Adrien. Ladybug should be here soon. Just think about her."

Ladybug, right, he could do that.

Think about how she pulled those children to safety last week.

How she always kept a cool head.

Think about how even though she's shorter than you, she's larger than life.

Magnificent and courageous Ladybug.

Don't think about how dissapointed she will be.

She won't be dissapointed.

He will lose her trust.

He was supposed to be her partner.

She will help him like she has done so many other times.

His wonderful Lady.

"Chat, what is it, what happened?"

Ladybug!

He hadn't noticed how late it was getting.

Frankly speaking he hadn't noticed anything for the past hour except for his Lady's arms around him.

She must've gotten incredibly stiff, sitting in that position for so long.

Feeling embarassed by his actions, he helped her to her feet.

"I'm sorry, Ladybug. I shouldn't have-"

She pressed a finger to his lips, shutting him up.

"There is nothing to apologise for. There was nothing you could've done to prevent this."

"But if I hadn't let myself get into a funk like that, nothing would've happened."

"You can't just unfeel something, Chat. Even if you try, that's very unhealthy."

"But-"

"Chat, this is not your fault." Her tone tolerated no contradiction. "Many good people have been turned into akuma. None of whom we've faulted for their actions. You are no different and you didn't even change into one."

He leaned against a tower, letting those words sink into his mind.

"What if it happened again? Next time I won't be so lucky."

She thought about that for a while.

"Do you feel better?"

The question caught him a bit off guard, but he evaluated his state of mind.

"Yes, I do. Better than before."

"Then, let's do this again."

That he didn't expect.

"What?"

"Let's meet up when either of us is feeling down. I can't say I feel confident now that I won't be infected. Being a superhero gave me a sense of invulnerability, but clearly that doesn't completely apply. So we meet up and cheer each other up, until the danger passes."

"Just like that?"

"Yes."

The idea appealed to him a lot. He did feel better as if that hole in his chest was filled. And clearly Ladybug had need of this too.

"Okay."

"Good." Her gaze turned to look at the sunset and he saw concern form on her face, before she aimed that concern at him.

"I left suddenly, my parents may be concerned as to where I am. Will you be alright now?"

"Yes. Go, I'll be okay."

She stared at him for a while, before nodding and heading to the edge of the roof.

"Ladybug!" She turned back to him and he smiled at her.

"Thank you." he said, gently taking her hand and pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "I am so fortunate to have you by my side."

She smiled at him and his mood brightened just by looking at her.

"As am I." She squeezed his hand and let go to swing herself off the church.

When she disappeared out of his sight, he turned to the other direction.

"When we get home, you're getting a big block of cheese." he told Plagg.

"Camembert?" the kwami's voice eagerly replied.

He laughed.

"Whatever you say."

For extra feels: Adrien and his dad were supposed to go visit his mom's grave. I know we don't know what happened with his mother, so I'm going with what I think happened for now.

I'm thinking of continuing this as a drabble series, which depicts the little dates they will be having when either of them is being down. It's still in the planning phase because I really am bad at writing continuously and I just came out of a writing slump. But maybe drabbles are okay?

I'll see what I'll do.

Bon soir, everyone!