Author's note: Here you go guys, I couldn't wait any longer, so I had to post it. If you are one of my old readers, here's what you've been waiting for. If you're a new reader of mine, then welcome. Reviews are greatly appreciated and I hope you enjoy. Happy Easter to those who celebrate it:}

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Game One: Tag, You're It

"Chat Noir, drop the painting right now!" Ladybug ordered as she strode towards him.

"Aww, my Lady, it is such a purrleasure to see you," Chat Noir purred in greeting.

Ladybug rolled her eyes at her enemy's aggravating cat puns. Out all of the Akuma criminals she had to deal with; Chat Noir had to be her top pick. She would admit that the teenage thief had some class. He was cunning, manipulative, and had never been caught by the police. She swore to herself before she graduated high school. Ladybug would put him behind bars and bring some peace to her beloved city of Paris.

"And as always, it is not such a pleasure to see you. May I ask, why out of all of the paintings, Mona Lisa intrigues you?" Ladybug asked to bid some time for her to think of a plan.

"What can I say, when I gaze into her beautiful smile, I get tongue tied," Well, at least he didn't say that cat caught his tongue. Ladybug thought to herself in relief.

"How sweet, Chaton. Now, place the painting back in its place, so we can make this short and sweet." Ladybug said as she walked a little closer to him.

He tsked at this. "No can do, my Lady. Mona Lisa and I got a date under the awaiting stars. If you'll excuse us, Ladybug," With that, Chat Noir grabbed the painting and literally jumped over her tiny frame.

Ladybug growled in frustration at his cunningness. She dashed towards him, bringing her trusty yo-yo out, before it wrapped around his long legs. She tugged onto her yo-yo, like it was a fishing rod, as she pulled in her prize. He pouted like a child while she pulled him closer to her. Before she could grab him, he cut the string with his claws, and made his way out the open window. Ladybug cursed at his cat-like props that came with his costume.

She sighed in relief that her yo-yo extended with string. She made her way towards the window where the sound of police sirens awaited her. Ladybug tapped her red mask, which extended into binoculars, so that she could spot that conniving cat. It was hard to spot him, given that he wore a black jumpsuit, and it made him blend in at night. Luckily, she saw him jumping onto various rooftops. Almost like a game of hopscotch. She thought to herself with a giggle.

Ladybug threw her yo-yo to the closest building before she glided herself out of the window. When Ladybug was a little kid; she used to love to play on the swings. It made her feel like she could fly like Peter Pan. The memory of that comforted her every time she swung throughout the buildings. She glanced down and saw the police officers saluting her. They respected her a great deal. Without her, without their hero, Paris wouldn't know what to do. She saluted them back with a brief smile before she climbed onto a withered building.

"Let the games begin, Chat," Ladybug whispered to herself as she chased after him.

Ladybug quickly gained upon him; she could almost touch a lock of his golden hair. She jumped onto him before they fought on the ground. The painting was gently thrown a safe distance away from them. Chat Noir pinned her down, gently tipping her chin up, and smirked deviously.

"I think it's time we see who you really are, my Lady," This was nothing new, a lot of the Akuma criminals, but particularly Chat Noir for that matter. They really wanted to know who she was behind the mask. To be honest, if they knew who she really was, their high expectations would not be met by her civilian-self.

Ladybug kicked Chat Noir in the groin, which earned her a grunt of pain from her enemy. She quickly got up with a triumphant smirk as she made her way towards the painting. Suddenly, the painting was blocked in her line of vision by a shield, which was caused by Chat Noir.

"Well, that was a quick recovery," Ladybug observed in annoyance.

"What can I say, I'm a cat full of nine lives," Ladybug rolled her eyes dramatically at his ridiculous pun.

"Can you be any more creative, Chat?" Ladybug mumbled when they fought each other again.

Chat Noir's shield now turned into a baton. They fought in perfect sync. Almost like they rehearsed it. She dodged his swings swiftly, while he kept getting whacked on the head with her yo-yo.

"Will you stop hitting me with that darn thing?" Chat Noir whined childishly.

"Hmm, if you stop being a criminal, maybe I would," Ladybug implied sarcastically, but there was a hidden hope in her tone.

He finally dodged her yo-yo with a backflip. He never knew yo-yos could be so dangerous, even though they're made especially for children.

"You always say that, it's beginning to bug me, bugaboo. Like I said before, once an alley cat, always an alley cat!" Chat Noir proclaimed with a dramatic bow.

"I guess you're right about that, labels would stick with you for the rest of your life. We might as well engrave it on our skin, like a tattoo," Ladybug said loudly to herself.

This made Chat Noir falter a bit. He had finally hit a nerve on Ladybug. He never knew that his confident lady could have a hint of insecurity. It didn't suit her one bit. He needed for them to change the subject, even though her words haunted him like an excessive echo.

Unknown to them, they were very close to the Seine river, and a certain someone couldn't swim. Chat Noir didn't know he was too close to the edge, so since he was a little distracted, he wasn't available to catch himself in time. He found himself in the icy cold river. He tried to keep himself above the water, but it was hopeless. He saw a blurry vision of Ladybug as he found himself going further into the water.

He had never really given the thought to how he would die. To be quite frank, he didn't really felt like he was living in the first place. The only thing that driven for him to live was stealing. It gave him a thrive of excitement. Chat Noir would admit that he was highly addicted to it. It was the only thing that made him happy. What else could possibly make him happy?

Suddenly, he saw a radiant light. He wondered if this was sign of the other side or something?

Chat Noir heard a voice. A sweet voice that beckoned for him to wake up. He obeyed before he found himself coughing out water. He stared wide-eyed at Ladybug. She was drenched from head to toe with water. Her pigtails were now unbraided as they covered her frantic blue eyes.

"Are you okay?" Ladybug asked in heavy concern.

"I think so, what happened?" He asked as he slowly lifted himself up.

"You fell into the river, Chat Noir. Don't tell me just because you portray yourself as cat; you really can't swim?" She asked dumbfounded.

"Guilty as charged, my Lady. Why do you think I purrferred being a cat so much?" He asked with a grin.

"Well, I can see you're feeling better, given you're using your cat puns," Ladybug said sarcastically as she walked away from him.

"What is this, you're not going to arrest me? I already have my paws in the air!" Chat Noir exclaimed with a cheeky grin.

When she turned and faced him. Chat Noir found himself frowning at her very off expression. He had never seen his lady like this before. Not a lot of things startled him, but her sad expression took the cake.

"You're off the hook for now, kitty. Please be careful, next time, because I might won't be there to save you next time." With that, she jumped off the building, and glided herself into the night with her yo-yo.

"My Lady, you made me more motivated to find out who you are. So let the game of cat and mouse begin…." Chat Noir drawled with a devious smile.

He took a quick glance at the Mona Lisa painting and said out loud with a smile. "Now, beutiful lady with a smile, what should I do with you?"

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