It was a breezy spring night in Paris. Ladybug and Chat Noir had just defeated one of hawk moths evil akumas, and were about to part their

separate ways. Just as ladybug was about to leap onto a nearby roof top, Chat Noir stopped her.

"Hey um, L-Ladybug?" He called out to her.

"Yeah chat?" She answered with a smile that made Chat's heart skip a beat. He stared at her blue bell eyes for a second and thought about what he

was about to tell her. He took one last deep breath and said the sentence he had been planning to say to her for over a month now.

"We have been fighting evil for 5 years now together and….. I've always been my happiest when I'm fighting evil with you. What I'm trying to say is,

I really like you. Ever since that first fight with Stone Heart, I've fallen in a trap that I can't get out of. I wanted to know if, you know, we can hang

out sometime? Maybe even just talk on the roof top of a building at night. I would really love to get to know you better. Not that I don't already, but

you know-"

"Chat… I.. a… Damn how do I say this?" she said to herself in a whisper. "Chat, you're my best friend. We've been through so much together, and I

know that we're not even half way finished yet. If we start hanging out more, we could accidently find out the others identity and if that happens,

everyone we love and care about would be put in danger. I wouldn't want that to happen to us. On top of that, if something ever happens between

us, I wouldn't want it to be awkward while we work. We might not even want to work together. I'm sorry." She said looking to the ground, too afraid

to even look at chat's face. He was heartbroken. It had taken him so much courage and strength just to say that little speech, but to her surprise,

Chat nervously laughed it off.

"O-of course. I-I'm sorry; I knew it was a stupid thing to ask. I-I need to go. He said with a trembling voice. He quickly started to take off as

Ladybug called out to him trying to stop him.

"Wait!" she felt terrible. She heard the tremble in his voice that he was desperately trying to hide. She wanted to go after him but, she didn't know

what she'd tell him. She didn't see him in that way. It was also getting late, and her miraculous was running out of time, the only thing she could

have thought to do was just to go home, and that's exactly what she did. She promised herself to try to talk to him the next time they meet.

Meanwhile, Chat ran from roof top to roof top trying to contain himself. He wasn't very good at it though. He eventually stopped and fell to his knees

as he held his face in his hands and allowed himself to cry for the first time in years. After 10 seconds of just sitting there, he felt like he couldn't

manage the pain. He never imagined that it'd hurt so badly. He detransformed and did what any 18 year old in Paris would do when they were

stressed. He went to the bar. Once inside, he sat on a stool and drowned his sorrows in Valka, Absinthe, and Tequila. To his right about a seat away

sat a girl who seemed to notice his gloom expression. She slid in the seat next to him and just looked at him for a brief moment before speaking.

"Are you ok?" she asked, which got Adrien's attention away from the table beneath him.

"Quoi?" he asked her not understanding her at first.

"Oh, of course, you speak French. Yay. Sorry" She said kinda to herself as she tried to slip back into her old seat, but was stopped when she felt

Adrien place a hand on her arm.

"I speak a little English."

"Oh. Cool. Then mind telling me why you're so upset?" she asked sitting back down in the seat next to him. Even though she didn't know who this

boy was, she was intrigued.

"Just typical cliché stuff. Pain." He said looking back at the bare table.

"Well… then you tell pain that you're kicking him out! A pretty face like yours shouldn't have to be going through so much trouble just because a

certain emotion decides to move in." She said with a smile.

"Ha thanks! That actually helped." He said laughing it off. They smiled at each other then she reached a hand out to him.

"Amanda"

"Adrien" He said shaking her hand. "So are you new in town?" He asked her.

"Was it that obvious?" She said with a chuckle. "Ya I just moved here today from Maine."

"Maine as in the Maine in America?"

"Yup. That's the one."

"Cool! Nice to meet a foreigner."

"Don't you see foreigners all the time? I mean, you are in Paris for God's sake!"

"Ha! Yes I guess I do, but, you know, I've never actually sat and talked to someone who isn't from here. You know?"

"Ya. I do know." They continued to talk like this and drink throughout the night letting them both forget about the struggles of life. They talked

about what they went through, and how they got to the point they were at as they started to become friends. Adrien had felt plagg nudge him from

his pocket endlessly basically telling him, 'we should start going', and 'slow it down on the drinks!' but he ignored it. As it started hitting 3 AM,

Adrien was feeling his body start to give up on him. At this point, he was incredibly drunk, and knew he wouldn't remember any of this.

"So do you have a place to stay yet?" Adrien asked his new friend.

"Well I'm staying in this really cheap motel for now that isn't the cleanest or luxuries. When I was bringing my luggage, I saw a family of rats scatter

into the kitchen!" She said in a disgusted yet amused tone.

"Wow that sounds horrible!" Adrien said laughing. "Hey tell you what, how about you stay at my place until you get on your feet? There is plenty of

room."

"Really?" She asked

"Sure! I don't see why not! We are friends aren't we? And it's not like I'm some sort of crazy axe killer. " he said with a laugh. After a little more

talking, Adrien finally called a taxi so as to not wake his driver. Even though drunk, he knew that if he were to call his driver, his father would find

out that he was out so late at the bar. They stopped by the crappy motel to grab Amanda's bags, and headed to Adrien's house. Adrien sat her up in

a guess room that was far from his father so he would not find out. Somehow, they both ended up in Adrien's room and well….. Things happened

between them. I know I'm the narrator and I'm not exactly supposed to step in, but damn Adrien! What the hell happened to you?! All I know is this

will NOT turn out good!

A/N: Hello guys! Thanks so much for reading! I had already posted this story a while ago, but had decided to take it down since I didn't like how it

came out before. I have rewritten it and I think it sounds better this way. I know this chapter is a little short, maybe a little boring, but stay tuned!

It will get more interesting! Well if you didn't know, today is Post day Tuesday. That means that I posted this story, chapter 4 on Away From Paris,

and Chapter 2 on Secret of the Louds. Please go read them if you are interested! Also, please go to my Profile and read my bio. There, you will see

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Thank you guys again for reading, and I'll see you next time! Bye!