A Forbidden and Forgotten Romance (Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir x Male Reader)

Chapter 2: First Days are Always a Bit Under the Weather (Part 1)

Hello my wonderful readers!!! I am so sorry that I haven't updated at all. Please forgive me. I'm about to start school next week, so I had a lot running around to do and get ready for the torturous life of a student again. I hope you have all been well. I will try to write as much in my free time, but I won't have very much of it soon. So please expect that there won't be very many updates soon. I'm sorry again. I hope you like this chapter and please write comments or pm me anything about my story. Thank you for reading my story!!!

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(Y/F/N)'s POV

I jolt up and look around frantically before I stare at my alarm clock making its incessant and infuriating beeping. Turning off the alarm, I stretch my arms out and twist my back a bit. I look to my right to see Arathor and Longg sleeping next to each other. Wow Arathor usually never stays in physical form for this long, but I guess because he's been reunited with a friend after thousands of years it's a special occasion. I slip out of the bed as quietly and smoothly as possible as to not disturb them. I head over to my wardrobe and change into some simple workout clothes and a hoodie and take a small morning run as I still had two hours before class started. As I walk out of my apartment building, I place my hood up and look at the bakery across from me. Feeling the warm pastry smell travelling into my nose. "Ahh... That's a smell I could wake up to every morning," I say to myself.

I jog through the streets and listen to music of all genres, learning the notes of each song to prepare for an upcoming concert. As I jog through the streets, I looked at the shops I had passed by yesterday a bit more clearly. When I saw some early morning people, I would smile and wave hi towards them as they did the same back to me. Occasionally, there were a few people who noticed who I was under my hood and asked for an autograph and a picture. Of course, I obliged. I mean I do have to keep up the act of some famous prodigy. As I'm about to loopback to my apartment. I noticed the empty park and head over to jog a few laps around it. I then sit on one of the benches and listen to the melodies of the waking birds. I watch the sun rise a bit more as the sky begins to transform to its usual blue hue. I check the time to see that it's still an hour and fifteen minutes before school starts. I walk to back to my apartment.

I open the door to my apartment, but begin slowly heading towards my bedroom door. Gripping the knob as firmly as I can, I turn it slowly and peer through to see if the two kwamis are awake. To which I see that they are sitting up and chatting.

I open the door as I normally would, "Good morning, Arathor. Good morning, Longg. I hope you two are having a good morning."

They both turn their heads toward me with Longg giving me a closed eye smile and Arathor closing his eyes with his face seeming to lift a bit as if he was smiling, if he had a mouth. "Good morning, (Y/F/N)!!!" they cheered in unison. They then resumed their chat as I went into my closet and into the equipment room. I walk towards the elevator and go down to the training room. Walking up to the control panel, I set up the holograms for training. A katana appearing on my left side and a bow and arrow on my back and about thirty holographic beings stood before me. I give a bow towards them and they bow back.

"Let's begin." The floor began to shift as columns rose up to imitate the height of buildings. The holograms sprinted fast, but not as fast as me. I pulled the bow off my back and release two arrows that hit two holograms in the head. Running towards the column, I can hear five sets of feet racing behind me. I jump and flip into the air, turning toward them while in the air, I nock three arrows and pull back as hard as I can. The arrows force was strong enough to go through the head of the holograms in the front and hit the ones behind them. Seven down, twenty three more to go. I go between two columns and quickly jump between them to get to the top and fire my arrows toward oncoming holograms. Managing to eliminate three more of them, I reach the top and hold the loaded arrow. I close my eyes and listen to any changes of the atmosphere. Ducking down, an arrow whirls pass the top of my head and I quickly turned around and respond with my own arrow, shooting straight through its eye.