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Chloé returned to her home and sat in her jacuzzi. "Who does Adrien think he is..." she muttered.

But when she looked at the water she let out a shriek of terror when she found herself covered in purple dye.

Chloé stepped out and gasped as her lower body was completely purple.

Over to the side, there was a note with the initials "C. D." She opened it and it said, "I'm just getting started."

Chloé gulped but growled, "I'm not afraid of you!"

But Cruallen's laughter echoed throughout the patio until Chloe realized it was coming from a tape recorder nearby.

"Oh ha ha ha, very funny." Chloé deadpanned.

Unknown to her, two men had just left the penthouse by means of the fire escape and they were feeling pleased with themselves.

Chloé sighed and then looked at herself, "Ugh, I better get a shower...I really hope no one sees me like this.."

But it was too late. A hidden camera was live and Cruallen, in his own place, laughed as he sent the video to the gossip column.

And, of course on her blog, Alya saw it and wasted no time posting it. And, the news spread like wildefire.

When Hank first saw it, he burst out laughing and it caught Adrien's attention.

Adrien was in his bathrobe and some boxers when he heard his love laughing. "What's up Hank,"

"Guess what happened to Fancy Pants," giggled Hank as he showed his husband of a shocked Chloe being colored purple all over in her bathing suit.

Adrien began snickering and then full out laughed hard.

"Looks like Chloe's... 'True Colors' were revealed," laughed Hank as he found hard to stay standing.

"Indeed!" Adrien laughed.

As for Chloe, her skin was still purple and it wasn't a sort of dye that could easily wash off. She found out the hard way after taking three showers last night.

She screeched angrily and felt very unhappy next morning, thankfully she wore a jacket and a big hat to make sure no one saw her.

However, word about her purple appearance had spread like wild fire and it even made a cover story for the newspaper.

Chloé growled at seeing her appearance had spread like wildfire. "Oooooh! Whoever did this is gonna pay!"

But she soon got her answer when she saw a "Fashion Monthly" magazine and the cover said "De Vil Steals Show." And at the bottom was a subtitle: "Purple Princess Permanent Problem". Beside the subtitle was Chloe in her bathing suit screaming from having purple skin.

Chloé's jaw dropped at the article and she shrieked in anger.

She grabbed the magazine and tore it to bits. "Uh... Miss Purple Pants," said the booth clerk, "You're gonna have to pay for that."

Chloé growled and cartoonishly smoke blew out of her nostrils but grumbled as she took some money out of her purse and paid for it.

"Thank you," said the clerk as Chloe went on her way. Meanwhile, Allen was busy with some new sketches of his own. "Maybe this time Chloe will approve of these," he thought proudly as he looked them over.

Chloé growled as she entered her business and then laid on the couch, sighing as she had a long day.

Allen looked up and then looked down trying hard not to laugh and remain focused on his work, but Chloe sensed his stifled snickering at once.

"Oh so you think I'm funny huh? Well, here's what I think of you and your sketches..." Chloé growled, she grabs a match and then sets Allen's sketches ablaze! And, then she slapped Allen across the face and kicked him in the gut. "You can take your stupid sketches to unemployment line! Cause you're fired!" Chloé screamed.

Allen quickly put out his sketches, which to his relief weren't burned. He gathered his things and glared at her. "Like I said," he muttered under his breath when she wasn't listening, "I'm just getting started." He went back to his place and removed his red haired wig and set to work on his next outfit. Luckily, he knew his own drawings by heart and it seemed they came out exactly how he wanted them to.

Unknown to Chloé or Allen, Adrien came by to see how things were going, but was surprised no one was around. "Hello? Anyone here?" He asked.

Hank came up along side. "Where is everyone? Hello! Fancy Pants?" he called.

"Did, Chloé close up early? That's not like her..." Adrien said softly as they walk around.

That's when they saw Chloe banging the doors open and trashing her own office in frustration from all that had happened.

"Wow...was a rhino let loose?" Adrien asked.

"I think it might've had something to do with this," said Hank as he picked up the torn fashion magazine Chloe had paid for earlier.

Adrien giggled and then eeped as Chloé got in his face, "Adrien...don't laugh." She growled. Adrien narrowed his eyes.

"Why not? I would say we're tickled pink but such is not the case on your behalf," chuckled Hank as he came up smirking.

"Shut...up!" Chloé snarled.

"Or what, Barney?" asked Hank smirking.

"That is it!" She then tackled Hank and the two began to have a full on cat fight. Adrien trying to break them up, "Hey! Hey! That is enough!" Adrien snapped. "Stay out of this Adrien! This doesn't concern you!" Chloé growled.

But then Hank kicked her in the groin and then karate flipped her into her own desk making her back pop. She cried out in pain and hobbled away from Hank.

"I'll get all of you yet! You'll see!" Chloé growled as she hobbled out. Adrien sighed, "Maybe coming was a bad idea..." He said, everytime this happened it always had to be a confrontation.

"Now don't go beating yourself up," said Hank, "But for my part, that was the best pig wrestling I've had in a life time."

"I know..." Adrien said softly. Plagg popped out of Adrien's pocket. "Hey, if it's any consolation Adrien, you're way more smarter to keep the peace instead of putting up a fight." Plagg said.

"Well, I can't deny that Plagg, but Chloe had it coming for a long time," said Hank, "Besides, I'm sure she'll be in disgrace for so long, she'll give us a break from seeing her ugly mug for a while."

Lobo nods as he soon floated out. "Indeed..."

However when it came time for their next showcase in front of the Louvre Museum, Chloe managed to make another appearance. "Sheesh," groaned Hank as he was changing into some swimwear, "What is she trying to show off this time?"

Adrien sighed as he also changed into a pair of trunks while going shirtless except for a nicely designed Hawaiian shirt. "I hope something interesting..."

"But not as interesting as you, my big kahuna," said Hank kissing Adrien. Chloe appeared with long shoulder gloves and a long, silk, lavender gown that trailed behind her.

Adrien giggled as he kissed his mate then he turned to Chloé. "Wow...that's a nice outfit Chlo."

"I see they managed to realign your spine," chuckled Hank with a smirk as the photographers were snapping photos.

"Whatever loser. Just stay out of my way." Chloé said. But then pats Adrien's cheek, "But you, Adrien, just do your own thing and stay out." She said and poses while Adrien just looked a little discouraged.

Just then, there was the sound of a motor and everyone gasped as two riders on a moped drove up and then the passenger behind the driver got off and walked up to Chloe. The passenger had golden pants with black leather boots and a striped leather jacket. He removed his helmet to reveal the same black and white hair style as before, but his face black over his eyes and in small white letters was written: "The Future". Suddenly, the lights on the Louvre were replaced by dark lights and "Cruallen" was spray painted all over the side.

Chloé growled, "What now?!" She snapped then gasped at seeing Cruallen. "You!"

"Surprise, surprise," said Cruallen smirking. The dark lights made him look even more scarier than before as the photographers were snapping away at him instead of Chloe again.

"Hey! All eyes on me!" Chloé growled.

"Screw you!" said one photographer, "This Cruallen guy is rocking the Punk style."

Chloé growled, "No! No! The whole world came to see me! Not him!"

"Face it, Purple Princess," said Cruallen, "I'm the new face of fashion now." He slipped back onto the moped and the driver drove off.

Adrien watched and ran out to see.

Hank was just as amazed. "Well, what an exit," he chuckled.

Adrien nodded, "Yeah..."

"Well, he knows how to handle Fancy Pants," said Hank, "I'll give him that much."

"Yeah...but I got a funny feeling...I know it sounds farfetched, but...what if Cruallen...has a Miraculous.." Adrien wondered.

"If he has a miraculous, why doesn't he use it?" asked Hank softly. "That's because he doesn't have one," said Marinette as she came up. "I checked the box Master Fu left me, and all miraculous are all present and accounted for."

Adrien blinked softly then sighed, "Well, I guess that gets rid of that theory.."

"So... This Cruallen De Vil... Is just a normal human?" asked Hank surprised.

"Yep, just a normal human." Marinette said.

"And something tells me he's out to get Chloe for some strange reason," added Hank, "I hate to think what'll happen next."

"Me too..." Adrien said.

Later, Cruallen and the driver pulled over in an alley way. "Thanks for the ride, Jean-Pierre," he said as the driver removed his helmet to kiss the model.

"No problem my dear sweet Cruallen...and I'm glad you finally took down Ms. Bourgeois, bout time that brat got knocked down a few pegs." Jean-Pierre said.

"But I have a few more tricks up my sleeves," said Cruallen, "You up for some more trouble?"

"Yes indeed...but, what about the Agreste kid...will he be any trouble? He's starting to get suspicious.." Jean-Pierre said.

"Don't worry about it. Adrien and his husband are harmless," said Cruallen as he led Jean-Pierre to the underground garage, "Besides, it's Chloe that I hate the most. After a life time of being bossed around and grief... It's time to make her feel what she put me through."

Jean-Pierre nodded in understanding.

"Now come on, you big hunk," said Cruallen, "I missed you." He wrapped his arms around the tall muscular motorist and kissed him deeply when they got in their private elevator.

Jean-Pierre grinned and then kisses Cruallen back deeply as soon as the elevator closed.

When they got to the top floor, Cruallen and Jean-Pierre were already caressing each other. "Come on," said Cruallen, "Show me the big, stud of a model I fell in love with. Put on a strip tease for me."

Jean-Pierre smirked and then slowly strips naked but swaying teasingly.

Cruallen, lay on the bed still fully dressed, but he slipped off his stripped leather jacket to watch his lover perform his act. "I almost keep forgetting you used to be a stripper," he teased.

"And you love it..." Jean-Pierre smirked as he then swayed his hips and shook his rump as he slowly slid his pants off and yanked his own jacket off but then twirled it in the air and tossed it aside.

Cruallen cooed as he saw his big hunk turn him on even more.

Finally, Jean-Pierre was naked and he then slowly crawled onto the bed and kisses Cruallen deeply.

"I love you," said Cruallen softly, "Remember how we first met as kids? How you were my hero?"

"I love you too, my sweet, and yes I do...you were such a sweet innocent shy young man...and you were being picked on cause you were so different than every one else."

-In high school-

"Come on guys! Give my back my sketchbook!" cried a young Allen, whose hair was black and white already, but he was being picked on by three bigger boys.

"And what are you gonna do dalmatian?" One of the boys teased. Dalmatian was one of the nicknames Allen had cause of his hair.

"I don't have any spots and stop calling me that and give me back my drawings!" said Allen as he lunged at one of the bullies but they pushed him back again.

"Come and get it!" The other bully taunted until finally someone shouted. "Hey!"

Allen was trying to get it, but the two other bullies just shoved him back down again before turning to the speaker.

A young man who was the same age as Allen was standing there while he had his arms crossed, "You boys mind telling me what you're doing.." he said. "What do you think?" The bullies retorted.

Allen got up and managed to snatch his sketchbook but not without getting punched, kicked and stepped on.

The boy sighed and then helped Allen up. "You alright?"

When the bullies left laughing, Allen sniffled and he gasped to see his drawings all ruined. He growled as he ran up to the lead bully and knocked him over to the ground and slammed his book over and over on the other boy's face till blood could be seen.

The boy watched in complete amazement and gasped at seeing Allen act violent.

It wasn't until the principal came to see what the matter was did Allen stop hitting the bully. The other two were shocked to see their leader look so defenseless and disfigured from Allen's attack.

"Allen De Vil...do you realize what you just did?!" The principal said in shock.

"I stood up to a bully who ruined my drawings and he got what was coming to him?" replied Allen nervously.

"Yes, but you also violently assaulted him!" The principal said. "Hey, he was just standing up for himself." The blonde boy said.

Allen nodded his head. "Look what he did to my drawings," he said showing the principal, "He ruined them."

"Oh...I guess, so I'll let you off with a warning Allen, but...if this happens again, detention."

When everyone left, Allen was alone and he hurried off to the restroom to look at his drawings... And he finally started crying.

"Hey..." the boy from earlier said. "I'm sorry for what happened there.."

"Thanks for standing up for me... Nobody else has," said Allen softly.

"You're welcome and...I'm glad to help."

"I'm Allen," said the black and white haired boy, "But I sort of prefer Cruallen."

"Jean-Pierre, nice to meet you Allen.." Jean-Pierre said.

"I just wish they would stop spoiling my drawings," said Allen down heartedly.

"I think they look really good..." Jean-Pierre said

"You... You think so?" asked Allen looking up at the muscular boy.

Jean-Pierre nods, "Yes...and I think you'd look great as a fashion designer.."

"You think so? And you wouldn't mind coming over to pose?" he asked.

"Of course not." Jean-Pierre said as he gently puts on a pose.

Allen giggled. "You know, this might turn out to be a beautiful friendship," he said as he and Jean-Pierre left the bathroom.

-Present Day-

"And you've helped me become who I am today," said Cruallen smiling, "I love you."

"I love you too my petite angel..." Jean-Pierre purred.

"Then, breed me, my love," said Cruallen as he found his lover over him and the French model's cock at the ready.

Jean-Pierre wastes no time and began to mate with him.

Cruallen moaned when he felt Jean-Pierre push his cock inside. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend kissing him all the while as he was finally at the hilt.

Jean-Pierre growled and began to thrust nice and hard into his mate while kissing him deeply.

"Oh... You're... Much bigger... Since the first time... We made love... Together," panted Cruallen as he felt his lover pick up the pace slightly.

"Yes indeed my angel....oh gods let me love you..." Jean Pierre moaned as he thrusts faster.

"Yes! Love me! Breed me! I'm all yours!" cried Cruallen as he felt close to climax.

Jean-Pierre growled and thrusts faster into Cruallen as his hips collides with his mates as the smell of sex went through the air.

"I'm gonna cum!" whimpered Cruallen, "Please... Never leave me again."

"I won't..." Jean-Pierre promised as he cummed into his mate.

The moment his lover came inside him, Cruallen released his load between them. They both kissed and then lay together panting and cuddling.

Jean-Pierre held his mate close and snuggled with him softly.

"And don't worry about Chloe," said Cruallen, "I already have my second surprise waiting in her secret dress vault already."

"Can't wait to see what happens." Jean-Pierre smirked.

And indeed, something did happen. Chloe was at her business to inspect her next outfits for the next fashion show. But just as the vault was opened, out flew a swarm of moths filling the building and they went out the windows. Chloe, fearing the worst, looked inside and gasped. Every single dress inside was chewed and torn to bits.

Chloé screamed in horror and shock at what just happened.

It was even in the papers: "Moth Munching".

Adrien was quite surprised as he read the paper.

"Looks like Cruallen really has it out for Chloe," said Hank, "I wonder what happened to him that she would make him so vengeful?"

"I dunno...to be honest with you hun...I'm still trying to figure out myself." Adrien said. Plagg looked up from his plate of Camembert while Lobo was meditating, "Why not go on a patrol Adrien? Could be a good time to stretch those legs." Plagg smiled.

"I wouldn't mind a moonlit hunt myself," added Lobo, "Maybe we should hook up with Leo and Robert? Heard that youth spell we gave him is doing wonders."

Adrien smiled, "Sounds good to me. You?" Adrien turned to his husband.

"I thought you'd never ask," said Hank kissing his husband, "Shall we call Ladybug as well?"

"We probably should." Adrien nodded.

"Then let's do it tonight," said Hank, "This'll be just like old times."