Hello my loves. I welcome you to my own Miraculous story of everyone's favorite Parisian heroes.
Disclosure: I do not own these characters or anything in relation to Miraculous. I simply share a love for this fandom.
Please enjoy.
The streets always seemed so alive even in the early mornings. The sounds, the sights, the smells, all to be taken in while dodging mix of local Parisian and fascinated tourists, their eyes gleaming with such love for their city. The air filled with fresh baked goods and cafes, music dancing in the air, truly a scene out of a movie.
"Come on," the voiced huffed impatiently "I'm starving."
A dark hair man glanced behind him only to be met with a pair of amused emerald eyes who let out a light snicker.
"Relax," Adrien grinned catching up to his classmate, patting him on the shoulder "We have time."
Responding only with an eye roll and a grumpy huff, the two each others pace and continued on. Jaxon his grumpy classmate started talking about the current assignment they were dealing with, the teachers who seemed to pick on him, something about the night before. Adrien was as attentive as he could be, seeing as they were total opposite in every way however he a good friend to have during these college years.
Adrien managed to keep pace while dodging those wandering the marketplace, he stammered out a few excuse me's; some returning the response while other continued on.
It was at this point Jaxon had quickened his pace and was farther ahead, most likely not realizing he was leaving Adrien behind. His stomach seemed to have taken control. Adrien shrugged as he continued on with his own steady pace.
Taking the time to admire the boutiques he was passing by. The variety of boutiques were astonishing, ranging from a basic fashion based to homemade candles. He found such enjoyment out of the talent of fellow Parisians. Although it didn't take long for his own stomach to respond to an aroma that danced with the air around him.
His mouth began to salivate as it hit him like a pile of bricks, a pile of soft and delicious bricks that is.
He stopped to take in the warmness that was Cafe Au Paradis, written on the window of the shop in an elegant pastel cursive writing. If that is what paradise smelled like, it was spot on.
From the window you could see a display of baked goods, while the employees served coffee drinks with a smile. Adrien slowed his pace to continue admire, after passing the door to the bakery there was a another large window which had a writing in the same color and font, Fait avec amour this time it would translate made with love.
At this point he viewed a large sitting area with many different chairs and couches scattered amongst the visible room. It was a very welcoming environment. Perfect place for students to go for studies or just a casual get together with friends or lovers.
"Adrien!"
It took his attention away to see a very impatient Jaxon standing not too far ahead now, gesturing towards Adrien to come on. He felt like suggesting the intoxicating bakery but clearly even Jaxson's stomach wasn't as attracted to the aromas as Adrien was. He nodded as he began to increase his speed to meet up with Jaxon who at this point already turned to continue on without waiting.
Glancing out the corner of his eye, he took in the bakery's window fronts one last time before it left his sight.
That is until something familiar caught his eye.
The window with the seating area, he noticed someone had occupied the seat closest to the window. Resting very comfortable in a large, red velvet chair; the table in front of them was scattered with books and sketchbooks. A coffee cup rested amongst the books, still had steam rising from the cup, a freshly made cup clearly added to the aromas around him.
Yet it wasn't the books or just the person sitting there, it was the glistening blue bell eyes this person, well woman had.
Her face seemed to be swallowed by her dark wave of hair, much longer than he remembered. A smile that could warm any room appeared as she was so focused on what she was reading that he was sure even the music she was listening too had to have been tuned out.
A familiar face indeed. Even after two years, he could not forget those glistening eyes which he caught of momentarily.
"Adrien!"
Once again he was snapped from this distraction to Jaxon now closer. Adrien quickly hurried in the direction of his not very annoyed friend, muttered a sorry or some excuse for why he kept falling behind. However, that brief moment was stuck in his mind all day, as well as the reminder as to what has caused him to not see her for these past few years.
His once dear friend.
Marinette.
"This day seemed to last forever."
Adrien sighed, collapsing onto his bed knowing the moment his head hit his pillow he could probably drift off to a deep sleep. Yet, he knew he wouldn't sine his mind didn't seem to stop replaying the events of the morning in the marketplace.
He was still surprised he had seem Marinette.
"Well kid," a exaggerated yawn broke the silence of the room "That is adult life for you."
Looking from the corner of his eyes Adrien saw a pair of laggard matching emerald eyes looking at him, his Kwami Plagg almost swallowed by the fluffy pillow but didn't seem to mind.
"I guess."
"Don't tell me you're still thinking about that girl from earlier."
"Plagg, you know I haven't seen Marinette since the end of high school."
"And you know I haven't had any camembert since lunchtime."
Adrien shook his head in slight annoyance with his kwami who constantly thought with his stomach. He rolled over onto his back, staring at the ceiling, muttering you pig at Plagg.
He took this time to catch up on some social media, also glancing at the LadyBlog that his other good friend Ayla still kept alive and well after all these years. Eventually he tossed his phone towards the foot of his bed, only to stare at the ceiling. He thought back to the course of the last two years; school ended, he went out of the country for some international shoots, returning and getting an education at the request of his father.
He felt as though back to square one before going to a public school which he fought so hard for. His eyes broke from the ceiling of thoughts to his window. Nightfall graced the beautiful city. The night could never stop the city of lights, the city of love
Adrien sat up finally after a few moments, Plagg had still pestered about his need for the stinky cheese. Adrien needed some fresh air, he couldn't be cooped up anymore today.
"Come on Plagg." Adrien finally got up from his bed "It's time for a run."
"Can I at least eat first!?" Plagg groaned but by that point Adrien's mind was already made and he was ready to go.
"Plagg, Claws out!" the small kwami was soon absorbed into Adrien's miraculous. The feeling of transforming into Chat Noir always left his feeling refreshed, like a night hot shower. Once fully transformed, he was ready to go on patrol, and find a way to clear his mind.
The moment he was on the balcony of his apartment, a very mischievous smile grace him as he looked over Paris. Chat Noir was one with the night.
There was a certain type of ecstasy that rushed through your body when jump from rooftop to rooftop. The wind piercing your skin, the small sting of each hit energized the senses. It was way to let go of the feelings and the thoughts that cursed your mind. It was brief moment of letting go however it cleared the mind regardless.
It always ended at the top of the most beautiful place in all of Paris. Chat Noir found himself at the top of the eiffel tower, he stared over the city which never seem to lose life, even at the dead of night. For a moment he glanced over his shoulder to the other side of the tower, the moon gleaming back at him. His eyes envisioned a silhouette standing at the other end, waiting for him.
As he also envisioned the same silhouette jumping the rooftops by his side.
'I told you I would wait for you.' he thought to himself, another reminder of how lonely even Chat Noir felt. He just had to remind himself why she left, the purpose and the fight to protect as many as she could.
Although the Chat was nothing without the Bug.
It seemed as though a year in a half had seemed to past so quickly, he recalls the night so vividly. A record that was forever stuck on repeat.
The night as he recalls was a warm spring evening. The city of lights still alive, glistening and shining; competing with the moon and stars high above. Chat Noir and Ladybug were on patrol as usual, though after Hawkmoth managed to go into hiding and the akuma attacks were less and less, the patrols were a little more relaxed for the heroes.
They sometimes made it a game to see who could successfully complete patrol and meet at the top of the tower first. Ladybug always seemed to outsmart him, never a surprise to him. She was smart, creative, cunning and overall one of a kind. Many reasons why he fell for her. She had his heart and he'd do anything for his partner.
Which seemed to be his downfall on this particular night.
Finally making it to the tower, he caught his breath to see the silhouette of his lady standing at the other end. It wasn't hard to tell her arms were crossed with how her posture was. Chat Noir let out an amused laugh to break the air amongst the two since she didn't turn to look at him the moment he arrived.
"I'm pretty sure you are cheating, M'lady." he stretched his arms out, he heard a small laughter escape from her, like music
"Oh you think so?" she glanced over her shoulder, her eyes illuminated with the night backdrop. He leaned against his staff, grinning at her playfully. At that moment he noticed her playful gleamed turned. It wasn't hard for him to take notice, they worked side by side for years now. They could pick on one another's vibes real easy.
"What's going on in that head of yours." Chat finally broke, still keeping his own playful posture.
It took Ladybug a moment before turning to face him, her arms dropped from crossing against her torso to her sides. Those bright blues had a mix of different emotions in them. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what it could be, her voice reeled his attention back.
"It's Hawkmoth." she stated "We believe to finally have a lead."
His ears perks up in slight excitement of the news
"That's great, so what is the lead?"
"Rumour has it he was spotted up north." she looked away for a moment before returning her gaze "He's no longer in Paris."
It was weird to think he was no longer in Paris, however it could explain the lack of akuma attacks in the city; only petty left and small home fires kept them busy. It was finally having a lead that kept a mischievous grin attached.
"Well okay, when do we leave?"
Ladybug moved closer to him at this point, each step a graceful glide. He went from leaning against his staff to standing straight, Ladybug being close to him always left him warm. Since the years had passed, he grew a little taller, she had to look up to him to meet his gaze. He began to drown in her eyes.
"I leave tonight."
"Tonight? Then let's get -" it was then registered what she really said, I not we. It wasn't hard to read the confusion, slowly turning into a mixture of heartbreak and disappointment, on his face.
"I will be going." she couldn't help but smile though it hurt her to say it too "I am the only one who can de-evilize the akumas."
It was at that moment Ladybug reached up and placed her hands against his cheek. Their eyes never left one another, his cheek felt warm.
"Besides, I can only leave Paris in the hands of someone I trust and know will stop at nothing to keep it safe."
Chat Noir wanted to let out a sigh in protest however only found himself resting his hands on hers, he expect her to pull her hand away; she grasped it, sending a fuzzy feeling throughout him. They took a moment to stand there in silence, though the music of the city interject so softly. Neither of them looked away from one another, nor did they want too. He couldn't help but wonder if her eyes were glistening because she was holding tears back.
They both knew they had not worked apart from one another since the beginning, however they knew it was the only way.
"Well M'lady." Pulling her hand to his lips, he kissed her hand before grinning "I guess I'll just be waiting for your sweet return."
Ladybug rolled her eyes before letting out a soft laugh, he could hear you silly kitty lingered in her laughter. At that point she reassured she wasn't leaving him along completely, the master and their other companions remained in the city.
The last moment with Ladybug was bittersweet, after they small moment of weakness, she resumed her normal demeanor.
"I'll only be a few weeks," she stood on the rail of the tower "I promise, I'll be back."
With a smile and wink, he watched her swing her yo-yo and disappear into the night. Chat Noir felt what was only minutes standing, staring at the place she last stood, was actually hours. He left that night feel lonelier than Adrien ever had, he was restless for weeks, knowing patrol was going to be solo for now on.
Though Rena Rouge and the newest member Carapace joined him from time to time; the Chat was still nothing without the bug.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, before he knew it a year had passed.
Chat Noir grew worried and concerned for her safety every passing day. Was Hawkmouth onto her? Was she onto him? Did akuma attacks keep her busy? Did she get hurt? His mind night and days flooded with questions, worrying himself most of all.
However sightings of Ladybug were reports from time to time, Alya's LadyBlog was always the first to report which gave him comfort. It just always bothered him as to why she hadn't returned or at least paid a visit to assure him she was okay.
At the end of each lonely day, it was the fact that was his partner, love of his life; he trusted her and knew she had reasons for what she was doing. He was a loyal feline who continued to watch over their city.
As he promised her.
I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter, this of course isn't as long as I would have liked it however upcoming chapters will be longer. Feedback is always welcome. I hope we can enjoy our wonderful Parisians duo, seeing what lies ahead of Chat and Adrien, also excited for Marinette to make her mark in the story.
Thank you loves.