Heartbreak, Hero Style (Complete)

Rosalie

He didn't know what happened. He simply had his arms around her, feeling her lightly shake until she wasn't. He guessed that she had calmed down, but it was a bit fast. Then again, she had a habit of hiding her saddness.

It was only until her arms moved to her ears that he looked down at her. Her head was down, but if he wasn't mistaken, there was a faint purple glow coming off her cheeks, and he had heard a small muffled yelp from somewhere around her. That was fake, right? Just a sign that he hasn't been home enough?

Then, she looked up, eliminating his suspicions. A purple mask surrounded her eyes, reflecting her deeply hidden anger and spite. He'd only heard about it from rumors, which he was sure were wrong until then. A sickeningly sweet smile with only the smallest trace of saddness crossed her face, and she held her hand out to him. In her palm rested two red earrings, 5 black dots decorating them.

"Would you hold onto these for me?"

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Just moments before, the window in a dark lair opened, sending many white butterflies into the air. A purple suited villain chuckled maniacally, having seen a broken-down girl cradled in a tan blond's arms.

"Ah, rejected by the very one she believed loved her. Such A tragic tale, but such a wonderful target for my akuma.." a white butterfly landed in his palm, and he cupped his hand over it, summoning a black and purple substance to cover it. Once he released it, it has changed to radiate the colors it was given, and it flew off through the window, knowing exactly where to go.

"Fly away, my little akuma, and let her show the truth that is love!" he cackled, watching as his creation slipped into the girls room and dissolved delicately on the rose in her hair.

The mask appeared over her features, and a scowl shown in her eyes.

"Hello, my dear Rosalie, I am hawkmoth. I will give you the power to share everything you feel with every ignorant soul. In exchange, I only want 2 things." he stopped talking when her lips stretched into a smirk, and she reached for her ears. Or more specifically, her earrings, that once she popped out, quite obviously resembed item 1.

He grinned widely. "Why, Ladybug, what a kind girl you are." Her smile changed as she looked up, saying only 7 words to the one with her.

"Would you hold onto these for me?"

His smile only grew as he took them while she stood straight, but it wavered as her transformation was controlled by herself. Her dress, unthought of by him, seemed delicate and blurry, but was quite definite and strong with closer inspection. It blurred many things around it as well, including her pink gloves, and it looked just like a giant, upside-down red rose, layers shaped into petals as it flowed down. Her eyes shined a dark red, the very opposite of her usual blue-bell sapphires.

The flower in her hair, now radiating a dark color, even with its vibrant yellow underneath, bended itself, raising to the part in her hair as a clip, said hair slipping out of its previous pigtails. There were no sleeves on the dress, and somehow it glowed a lovely pink color, at the same time as taking the color from everything around it. He was amazed by her ability to make such a fabulous dress on a whim, but quickly remembered how she had easily won one of his competitions a while back.

"What a lovely sight. I wish I had someone as beautiful as you as my flower girl."

She giggled coldly. "Why thank you~!" He saw her turn to the boy, who sat shocked and holding the previous earrings. "Hmm.. What would you say? A white rose?" she grinned wickedly, throwing her gloves hand at him. Instantly, vines sprouted from the window and encased him in a spherical prison, buds blooming into milky-white roses around him.