Part 19: Fairy tale.

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Chat was only seeing a series of mixed blurred colors whenever he dared open his eyes. Luka was flying so fast that Chat's eyes couldn't make out shapes. He felt butterflies in his heart and in his stomach with all the turns and twirls they were making in the air. Chat knew that he was flying in such a way so that they could lose the crow, in case he had been trying to follow them.

If it weren't for the fear that he had seen in his eyes, Chat would have thought that Luka was doing all that in purpose just so he would have Chat against his body in such a close and tight way as what was happening just then.
After several minutes, they finally landed. Luka carefully set Chat down on the floor. He knew that after such flight he would feel too dizzy to be able to stand up.

"You do this often, right? How is it possible that neither Ladybug nor I have seen you before? " Chat Noir asked with one hand on the ground, the other massaging his eyebrows.

"Actually, I hadn't flown like that for a long time." Luka said, turning his back to him.

Chat Noir was about to speak but was interrupted by a series of sneezes.

"Give me a few minutes and I'll help you with that." Luka said.

Chat was suspicious the way Luka looked at him over his shoulder.
Quietly and with a lot of effort to keep himself from falling, Chat got up and walked over to Luka. Taking him by the shoulders he leaned to see what Luka was hiding from him.
He gasped when he saw Luka's chest with burnt marks. His forearms also sported those marks.

"Luka! Why does this keep happening to you?" Chat exclaimed concerned. "Is it me...?"

"I didn't want you to see me like this." Luka looked down. "And no, of course it's not you. It's the metal. Beings like me are burned by metal. Iron and silver in particular."

Chat saw Luka's skin healing.

"The bell on my neck,... my staff that I carry on my back,... You hurt yourself because you were carrying me while we were flying." Chat said.

Luka nodded, then shrugged. "It's okay. Don't worry."

"What do you mean by 'beings like me'? What? You're not human?" Chat asked.

"Let's see... Let's do something about this allergy of yours..." Luka said approaching Chat Noir.
"Don't worry,... It won't hurt."

"Huh?! Hurt? I hadn't thought that!" Chat said concerned, removing his hands from his face for a moment. He was going to cover his face again but Luka stopped his hands by holding them from the fingertips.
Very delicately as if they were going to break, Luka kissed his hands and smiled.

Chat was beginning to feel his nose itch. He closed his eyes and concentrated on not sneezing. The next thing he felt were Luka's lips on his.
The world around him, his problems, it all seemed to just fade away. Chat brought one of his hands to Luka's waist to bring him closer to him, while the other played with Luka's hair. However, Luka's hands were more mischievous and Chat loved each of the many minutes that the kiss lasted.

"Wow." Chat exclaimed when Luka pulled away.

"Better?" Luka asked smiling.

"Why do I have the idea that you could had healed me with your hands instead of your lips?" Chat smiled too.

Luka laughed, looking away.

"And why do I have the impression that you used the kiss to avoid answering my question?" Chat said, looking at him straight in the eyes.

Luka saw a little bit of fear in Chat's eyes and shook his head. "No. I am not human."

"But then... Your mother? And Juleka? I do not understand." Chat said.

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