Secret Kiss

Cain/Crow

Warning:

Dialogue in this chapter surrounded by *" "* is English while the rest is French. I know it's all written in English so I needed a way to distinctly show a different language being spoken.

Kid looked up from the folder full of files on the cheapest real estate she could afford to convert into her new shop as the flight from Americas landing was announced over the PA system. She had been waiting in the uncomfortable metal chair for hours, since she had gotten off the phone with her grandfather, and finally the wait was over. She stood and made her way to join the small crowd forming near the terminal and watched the plane slowly make its way to a stop through the large wall made up of windows. Her hands clenched around the folder as her heart pounded against her ribcage in an unsteady manner. He was back in Paris, her little brother was home, but he had been gone for so long that she doubted he even considered it home in the first place. She scanned the faces of the people piling out of the plane and strained her memory for an image of his face.

He had been young when they were separated by their greedy aunt, barely five years old with big silver eyes and a head of unruly black hair. He looked a lot like their father back then, everyone said so, yet they often mentioned that he had the heart of their mother. A kind yet shy boy who didn't even struggle against the older woman who yanked him from their grandfathers home twelve years ago, he would be seventeen now and she had it under good authority that he had grown into a tall quiet young man.

What she wasn't expecting was the young man with long black hair that cowed about his shoulders and half his face like a waterfall, wearing a dark black leather trench coat that dusted the floor when he walked and having what appeared to be a permanent scowl set in his now deep grey eyes.

"Cain?" She asked as the boy approached her while sliding a dark grey wool skull cap over his head.

"Yeah?" He looked up slowly and their eyes locked. A moment of confusion passed over his face before he blinked and his eyes were cold and lifeless looking once again, "Chi?" He asked uncertainly.

"Call me Kid kiddo." She stated with a warm smile. He simply shrugged and turned his head towards baggage claim without another word. The glint of light off of a shiny black feather hanging from his ear caught her eye and she felt her smile slip into a worried frown. So he ended up getting the Raven Miraculous from their aunt in the end. She wondered why her grandfather even gave it to the greedy woman in the first place as she followed him while he moved to gather his luggage.

"My friends in New York called me Crow." He stated after he slung a duffle bag over one shoulder and turned to look at her once again, "Aunt Tara told me that you were having problems with your business before I left." He added as he looked around them, scanning the crowd with his cold eyes.

"Oh, uh yeah. You know the fashion designer Agreste?" She asked as they made their way towards the doors leading out of the airport.

"Not really, I don't follow that kind of thing." He shrugged and adjusted the duffel bag on his shoulder as he spoke.

"Oh well, all you need to know is he's a rich jerk who bought my shop out from under me, pops did tell me not to rent but I didn't listen, anyway it's all good now. Ladybug helped me work through some stuff and all." She scratched her chin and watched him from the corner of her eye. He had peeked up at the mention of Ladybug and looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

*"Sounds like someone needs to kick his pretentious ass."* she raised a brow at his muttered English but decided not to push it, she personally didn't know enough English to tell what he was saying but could make out it had to do with an ass of some kind. Her look didn't go unnoticed by him and he smirked and shrugged his shoulders once again.