Haha yeah I know it's been a while, but I have never been able to get past Miraculous Ladybug...

Anyway, enjoy! I'm still working on the last few chapters of this one but am suffering with a touch of writers block because I've written so much of this story already, so if you could leave a comment/review with nice words then that would be great?

Also yes, this one kind of jumps straight into the plot but? Who doesn't want to see Ladybug and Chat Noir on a cruise ship spending nearly 100% of their time around each other?

'Thank you so much for everything that you have done for us; Ladybug and Chat Noir,' the mayor said grandly, warmly shaking Chat's hand.

Ladybug looked sideways at him, before looking around at the unusually large group of people surrounding them under the beautiful shadow of Notre Dame. Tourists and locals alike were happily snapping photos, and that wasn't including the press that had assembled like lightning at the opportunity.

They had just captured a particularly nasty akuma; a protective mother who was upset that her daughter had tried to sneak out whilst being grounded. She had transformed into La Maman, barring people into restaurants and cafes alike, else sticking their feet to the ground if they were outside. It had been a particularly, sticky fight, with the lucky charm pulling forth a more violent object than usual; a flare gun. However with this La Maman was blinded, easily surrounded and apprehended.

And now mother and daughter were reunited, and the Mayor himself who happened to be walking by the place of the final battle (although considering it had taken place in front of Notre Dame in the very heart of the city, the chances were higher than usual) was now congratulating them.

'In order to show you our gratitude, please allow me to do you this great honour.' The mayor said grandly, opening his arms wide as if to almost welcome them into an embrace.

Chat's ring beeped quietly, and he flinched slightly, looking anxious. 'Yes?' He questioned up at the tall man, rolling back to lean on one hip easily.

'Soon there will be a holiday planned with all of the top celebreties of Paris; an eight-day cruise. I myself will be there, as well as many others.' He paused slightly, smiling ath them. 'Might I implore you both to join us on this wonderful holiday?'

Ladybug herself flinched. 'But if we are away, who will protect the streets of Paris?'

Pens flew behind her so much that they were audible, and the Mayor smiled at her concern.

Beep beep went Chat's ring, and Chat laughed lightly, subtly shifting his hand behind his back. 'I think it's a great idea!' He looked at her, grinning. 'A cruise together with my Lady?'

'I'm sure that the police force can keep Paris safe for one week,' the mayor smiled again, unconcerned with the track record of this department when it came to Akumas.

Ladybug, who was highly aware of this record, chuckled nervously. 'While we do recognise your offer, we will have to conferr before we can give you a final decision.' She sent Chat Noir a long look. 'We will send word by this time tomorrow.' She said resolutely, crossing her arms.

'Very well. Until tomorrow then.' The Mayor shook Chat's hand once more before moving on, and Ladybug dragged the cat away from the press and up onto the rooftop of Notre Dame.

'What were you thinking? Accepting an offer like that?' She released him, then span to face him, slamming her hands onto her hips.

Chat shrugged, but realisation seemed to be dawning on him. 'Ye-ah,'

Ladybug shook her head, sighing, then gestured towards his ring. 'You'd better scat, cat. I'll see you tonight for patrol, we can talk about this then.' Her tone grew dangerous, and he visibly started sweating.

'Right.' He grinned nervously.

And chat was over the next row of houses and out of sight.

'There is no way this is a good idea.' Ladybug hissed under her breath while the photographers snapped.

'I told you, my money's that the Papillon will be here too. All he wants is our miraculouses, right?' Chat hissed back through a winning smile. 'Plus, there's no way I'm missing an opportunity to spend an entire week with my lady,'

Ladybug was surprised at how photogenic he was being with the media, how well he was handling them and looking like a million dollars the entire time. She herself was unsettled from the amount of coverage, and the idea that some of them would be on the boat as well set her teeth on edge.

Of course the ship had insisted that the press would not even be allowed on their floor. According to them, the two would need to swipe their room keys in the elevator to even push the floor number.

However that did not make Ladybug feel any better.

'Now, ladies and gentlemen, we need to board this lovely ship,' Chat eventually addressed the crowd, taking Ladybug by the wrist. 'And I get the feeling that some of you will need to too. Paris, try not to miss us too meowch.' He waved loosely, an easy grin on his face, before frogmarching Ladybug up the ramp after the mayor.

Ladybug let a slight sigh of relief loose as Chat relaxed next to her, pausing every so often to wave and blow kisses to the waving crowd behind them.

The ship was huge, and they were going to be a part of the elite of it. La Princesse de la Mer currently sat in the harbour of Boulogne-sur-Mer, some two hundred and sixty kilometres north of Paris.

A steward met them at the top of the ramp, his uniform fresh and pressed a crisp black and white.

He guided them with practised ease through the ship, along with the mayor, from the boarding platforms overlooking the central gallery of the ship.

It was huge, possiby fifteen stories deep along the primary area of the ship, with the heart of it filled with a scattering of pools. Lining the walls were firstly restaurants and other attractions, with huge arches that looked out over the ocean, then higher were the rooms, all of which looked back over the gallery.

They moved down a grand stairway onto the floor of the gallery, between the circular pools that looked as if they were bubbles blown over the deck, some interconnecting, and smaller ones (though still nearby) that were not. Overlooking the largest one, which was actually about four to five bubbles connected together, was a low diving board, amongst other attractions.

They moved between it all, and between the stunning restaurants and bars that led (occasionally near to the very lip of) the pools, where staff were still rushing around getting last-minute cleaning and finishing touches completed.

Finally they reached the far side of the gallery, towards the nose of the ship, where an ornate looking set of elevator doors rested between a set of pot plants and faux-marble pillars.

'This elevator will take you straight up to your floor, Sir and Mademoiselle.' The steward nodded up at the number between the doors; a shiny gold 2. He pushed the button, and the doors as if waiting for them slid open easily.

Once inside the two noticed the limited number of buttons available to them, despite the size of the ship. There was only five.

'As you can see,' the poker-faced steward said, allowing the doors to shut behind them but refraining from selecting a number. 'You may only access the other levels of our VIPs, and the main galley from this elevator.' He pulled a white key-card with gold embellishment on the corners from his breast pocket, and tapped it to a scanner above the buttons, before selecting the highest floor. 'You may notice me scanning what is to be your room key, Sir and Mademoiselle, before I push your floor button. Please note this is unnecessary if one is simply going to the grand gallery. Mayor Bougoire, would you like for me to scan yours as well?' He questioned politely as the elevator started to move.

'No, I'm quite alright, my good fellow. I'd like to see these two to their rooms. This way you don't have to say it all twice.' The mayor chuckled.

The steward nodded once, but did not make any acknowledgement towards the humour of the Mayor, instead setting his eyes on the sliding numbers as the elevator climbed.

Eventually, they reached the top floor with a traditional ding! and the doors slid open onto a fresh corridor with white, marble edged walls and lush red carpet.

They stepped out easily into the corridor and followed the steward who headed immediately left.

They ambled easily down the passage until they arrived at an ornate looking front door, again white with gold furnishings that the steward unlocked by sliding the key into its allotted slot and twisting the handle.

With a flourish, the steward pushed open the door, revealing an extravagant looking sitting room, with two gold embossed couches sitting in the middle of the room with a coffee table betwixt, and lining the walls were shelves and shelves of books and exquisite looking trinkets. One wall was almost taken up by a wide-screen tv, and the far end of the room opened into a kitchenette with a four-person, expensive-looking dining table with two delicate looking chairs seated behind it. Beyond that was a series of doors, presumably where the bedrooms and bathroom were. To prove this idea, the door to the bathroom was ajar, and through it one could just see stark white tiles beyond.

To be honest, it was more than Ladybug had ever seen, and it was all for her. She felt like she was at Versailles, where nothing was to be touched, lest it would break.
Chat however seemed completely at ease, flopping himself down on one of the couches, amongst the comfortable looking cushions. 'Everything seems to be in order,' he said, looking around with a seemingly practised eye. 'Do you have anything you want to add?'

The steward jumped slightly, before stepping forward. 'The controls for the heating and cooling are over here by the door,' he gestured, 'the ones for the television, blu-ray player, and gaming are there on the coffee table, and if you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask.'

Ladybug wandered over to the decedent-looking welcome basket that was on the table, and looked closely. Within, she could see biscuits, fruits, cheeses, as well as bath products and many other things of the like. 'Don't worry, we will. This is such a wonderful,' she was a little lost for words.

'Indeed, my lady is absolutely right.' Chat looked back at the mayor, who was still loitering in the doorway. 'Mayor Bougoir, I'm surprised your daughter isn't here with us. Doesn't she normally come on these sorts of adventures with you?'

'Thank you for your concern, I'm sure she would be delighted to know you have asked after her health. Yes she is here aboard the ship, but not presently, as you can see. She is currently assisting some of the luggage handlers with transporting her things aboard, she is so selfless like that.' He smiled proudly.

'Oh,' said Ladybug, 'I wouldn't want to put her to the trouble. I'm sure we shall run into her at some point or another.'

The mayor smiled again, then took one more survey of the room. 'Well, I'll leave you two to get settled in. Thank you again for deciding to join us on this trip.' He disappeared through the doorway, and the steward pulled the door shut behind them.

Ladybug stared at the doorway for a long moment, before looking over at Chat. 'You're awfully relaxed about all of this.'

He jumped slightly, before looking at her slightly nervously. 'It's a really nice room, isn't it?'

She glanced around again, before straightening. 'Yes, it is. She shook her head slightly, then looked down towards the other doors. 'I'm going to look around.'

'Go ahead.'

She walked over to the other doors, and peered through them one at a time. The first door was the bathroom with shining surfaces. It held a huge spa bath, a shower cubicle with wide glass panels, and a vanity that held another huge assortment of bath and shower products. The second was a wide bedroom, with two queen-sized beds, and a huge mirror covering a wardrobe along one side, and a balcony that opened out onto the ocean. The third was a supply closet.

She flushed angrily, before turning on her heel and storming back over to Chat.

'What's the matter?' He questioned, noticing her face as soon as she appeared around the corner.

'They've only given us one bedroom.' She snapped. 'I'm going to go and have a word with that steward.'

Chat sat up. 'Is that so?' His eyes flicked back to the now open doors in her wake. 'Ah well, it was fairly short notice.' He glanced back at her, grinning. 'How many beds?'

'Two.' She said emphatically.

His ears drooped. 'Well you're free to join me?'

She reached over and swatted him. 'Not on your life.'

He winked at her her, and she sat down next to him on the couch delicately. 'Alright, so I've been thinking about this.' She started.

'Oui, my lady?'

'Well, we're going to have to navigate this without finding out each other's identities. Although, not having our own bedrooms throws a spanner in the works…'

'I'm sure it will be fine. And hey, if we find out, would that be so bad?'

Ladybug shook her head. 'You know how I feel about that, minou. And anyway, we can't stay like this 100% of the time.' She stood, and slowly started pacing towards the other rooms.

He smiled back at her, a little more seriously this time. 'Well what would you like to do then?'

She stuck her head back into the bedroom, before looking out again.

She strode over to the kitchenette and stood in it for a long moment, before returning to look back in the bedroom again, this time disappearing into it.

Chat Noir hauled himself up and followed her out of curiosity. In the time it took for him to get to the door frame, she had approached the window and was looking at the curtains.

'What are you thinking, my lady?'

'Well, I'm certain that the bathroom would be a safe zone,' she nodded through the wall in its direction, 'particularly because even though there are windows they can be easily shut and they're mosaic. So as long as while one of us is in the bathroom those windows stay shut, then it should be fine.'

Chat Noir stepped past her, through the sliding door, and looked back at the aforementioned rectangular windows. They were not overly large, perhaps a metre by a metre and a bit high, but they overlooked the ocean straight from the lip of the tub. It would make for a beautiful view, but if he went out on the balcony while she was bathing, well, he'd be in for an even more beautiful view than that...

'...at do you think?'

He jumped. 'What?'

'Have you been listening to me?'

Images flooded his mind of a bathing Ladybug once again, with all of her cream coloured skin on display, and he shook his head to try to clear it. 'Uh, I,'

She rolled her eyes. 'I said, definitely no adventures sans suits onto the balcony.'

He nodded strongly. 'I agree.' He looked around at the three other balconies in easy viewing distance, then peered over the edge to the many below, where even now people were wandering.

'But we can't sleep like this as well. It'll be too draining for our kwamis.'

'As well as, the idea of sleeping in this thing,' Chat Noir looked down at himself, at his jacket and heavy-set boots. 'We'll have to figure something out,' he eyebrowed her, leaning against the sliding door frame.

'I was thinking that we keep this room dark. So that we don't accidently see each other while we're sleeping.'

'But, what about in the morning?'

'These are block-out curtains. They should be enough. Potentially, we could open them during the day, but certainly not at night or in the morning.'

He shrugged. 'If you want to be so careful.'

She shook her head. 'I know, it's probably over the top, considering it's not likely at all that we know each other in real life, but I want to be sure.'

Chat shook his head. 'I'm positive that I'd know if it was you in real life. My lady, you are too positively dazzling to only be so in this suit,'

Ladybug ignored him. 'Go away, Chat,' she said, moving over to one of the beds, but as he made to saunter back into the living room, she held up a hand to him. 'Wait,' she said, 'which bed do you want?'

'I don't have a preference,' he smiled at her, 'pick whichever one you want.' He left her to her decision and departed the room, pulling the door shut behind him.

Ladybug watched the door shut carefully, before flopping onto the bed closest to the window. She released her transformation, and dropped the large backpack she had been carrying over the side of the bed.

She sighed. 'That's better.' She rolled over, and buried her face into the soft covers. 'I hope that my parents believe that I'm here on this boat with Alya... It's so lucky that she's here as well, It's amazing that she got that sponsership to be here...'

She lay still for a long moment, before pulling out her phone.

8 New Messages

'Oh help,'

Suddenly, it went off in her hand, and she hastened to receive the incoming call. 'Hello?'

'Mari! How are you? Don't answer, I have to tell you about my room! And the sponsorship!' Alya took a breath, before plowing forward. 'Did you see Ladybug and Chat Noir boarding the ship? Did you? I was there! Like, right there, filming! There was the mayor as well!'

'Slow down, girl!'

'Never! My room is amazing! I get a queen, because, obviously, I am one, and all of my meals are already paid for! Well, actually, I have a limit as to how much I can spend on food and stuff so no super ritzy places for me, but still!' She could hear Alya bounching excitedly.

'Send me photos?' Marinette replied, hauling herself up to go and look out the window. 'I'm so jealous!' Jealous of a semi-normal room!

'Of course, girl! It's a shame you had to go away for the week, I could've brought you with me! I still haven't found out if Adriens here,'

Marinette sighed slightly. 'Maybe, I mean his father's here?'

'It does sound like a great networking opportunity. But I saw Gabriel Agreste board the ship, and I didn't see the guy anywhere?' She paused. 'I'll keep my eyes peeled anyway. But, about this sponsership, let me tell you. Can you believe it's from Paris Daily? Paris Daily? And they said if I can get a good enough scoop, they'll intern me? Directly under their top reporters? With fieldwork? Sweet caramelised toffeed honeycomb can you believe it?'

'Yes, it's amazing! Although, just as amazing as the last million times you've told me?' She teased.

'Ha ha, very funny,' Alya audibly rolled her eyes.

There was a knock at the door, and Marinette jumped, nearly dropping her phone. 'Just a second, there's someone at the door,' she muttered to Alya before looking at the aforementioned door. 'Yes?'

'Is everything alright, my lady?' Came through the door.

'I'm fine, I'm on the phone.' She replied, shrinking back against the glass.

'Ok, I'm going to look around the ship. Do you want to come with me?'

'Yes, I'm coming, just give me a minute,' she turned her attention back to her phone. 'Right, sorry, I have to go, I'm needed.'

'The fam? Don't worry, I'll talk to you laterrr... with updates!' *click*

Tikki appeared from Marinette's backpack with crumbs on her face. 'Are we heading out again?'

'Sorry about this Tikki,'

'If you keep apologising, I'll start saying no.' Tikki put her foot down. 'It's a great opportunity to catch up with Plagg, the silly kitty.'

Marinette smiled. 'Spots on!'

The ship was huge.

There were three swimming pools, two gyms, nearly a hundred restaurants, two theatres, a bowling alley, a fully facilitated spa and a humongeous gallery down the centre of the ship where most of this was housed.

La Princesse de la Mer was truely a marvel, Marinette was disappointed that she'd only have a week to explore it all.

During their tour reporters followed them at every corner, particuarly down the main gallery, but Chat carefully guided their way through them with seemingly practised ease, and even a few had let their cameras hang loose around their necks for the exploration themselves.

As ladybug found out, there were quite a few that were not just here for them or the other celebreties, some were there to review the ship as well.

Questions were minimal, but one curious one was posed by a certain bespecticaled reporter; representative of the Ladyblog and currently Paris Daily.

'How many of these facilities are you going to be able to use?' Alya questioned as they overlooked the massive main pool and its diving board.

'We aren't sure, certainly the amazing restaurants though,' Ladybug laughed. 'We're so lucky to have been invited, this is such a beautiful place.'

Chat Noir nodded his agreement.

'We should be pushing off soon, are you going to go and watch?' Asked another reporter.

'That sounds like a great idea.' Chat looked at Ladybug. 'I'll bet if we get to the top of this ship we could see all the way back to Paris,' he suggested.

She plucked her yoyo off her waist and looked back knowingly.

And with that they were off, swinging through the gallery and away.

They had to sit carefully on the roof of the captain's deck, due to the antennas, but the view was indeed stunning.

The two could see down the coast, towards the beaches where gorgeous waves were washing up onto the sand, and back into the docks, where exquisite looking yachts, ships and boats alike were harboured in the marina.

Straight ahead they could see the town, and the rolling hills beyond.

France held so much history, and it could really be seen from here, with the town churches, and the historic buildings positively littering the town.

In the other direction the coast of Great Britain could be seen in the distance across the channel, green and lush.

Ladybug had her knees tucked under her, and was looking towards the coast pensively.

'Have you ever been before?' Chat asked from next to her, his feet hanging over the lip of the roof while he leaned on his hands.

Ladybug shot him a sideways glance, before looking back. 'No, never. It seems so close now, though.'

'I have, I've been a few times actually. With my-Mostly to London, I mean. Not this far south.' He corrected himself. 'Have you been to Spain before?'

'No, this will be my first time. I don't really travel much, I'm too busy these days anyway.'

'Spain's going to be lovely this time of year. I've been to Madrid, but not where we're going.'

'It sounds like you travel a lot.'

'Not so much these days, like you said, I've been too busy being the stupendous superhero of Paris amongst my everyday life to do much else.' Chat flexed at her.

Ladybug rolled her eyes.

The movement below them reached a peak, and with surprising smoothness, the ship started moving beneath them. Ladybug turned to peer over the edge to look at the spectators waving off relatives, coworkers, comrades.

'Do you really think Hawkmoth is here on the ship with us?' She questioned, watching the latching ropes fall away from the ship. 'It's an awfully big risk,'

'There was a pretty big spectacle when we accepted the offer, then when we actually got on the ship? Bedlam. It's like they doubted our honour or something. I don't doubt he's here, pining away for our miraculouses. Think of it this way, our response time to akumas will be much shorter now that we're sharing a room.'

'And now that those akuma are trapped on the boat with us? Do you remember that time with Nat-The Artist? He sunk the ship under you. What if that happens now?'

'Hopefully any akumas aren't that silly.' He caught her look. 'Well, hopefully we can catch them before they get that far. Anyway, it's eightdays. What could go wrong?'

Ladybug sighed but chose not to answer. 'So, eight days in each others company. It's a good thing we get along?'

'More than get along, my lady,' he eyebrowed.

She swatted him. 'It's a shame I can't sneak around in my civilian form, some of those activities looked really fun. I'd have loved to lounge by the pool, or the spa things.' She giggled. 'Is there a point to going to the gym?'

Chat laughed back. 'Only to show up everyone else. We could go bowling? Or the theatre?'

'Imagine the spectacle. Headlines tomorrow; Ladybug and Chat Noir bowl for a strike!' She paused. 'I'll bet the next akuma's going to be bowling based. I bet you.'

'How striking?' He grinned. 'Are you sure you want to bet?'

'Hmm, can I alter it slightly? I'll bet that if Hawkmoth really is here, it's going to be something to do with the activities. Like, a pool akuma, or a bowling akuma.'

Chat laughed. 'Nope, it's going to be either the waiting or cleaning staff. Chefs and cooking staff in general.' He offered a clawed fist. 'Bet?'

'You're on.' She grinned evilly, pounding his fist in the way they usually did. 'Bring it on, minou.'

He rubbed his chin pensively. 'What shall I claim as my prize?'

Ladybug shook her head as she peered over the lip of the roof, watching the ship moving slowly through the water and through the marina. She looked back towards the dock, where people were still waving.

She kind of felt a little homesick already, and wished her parents could have been there to wave her off.

Or taken the train with her, or something.

'How about a kiss?' Chat suggested from beside her.

She jumped slightly, before glaring at him. 'How about not?'

'My lady, that's the rules of a bet. Unless you think you're not a talented kisser? I'm sure we could practise before I claim my prize...'

'Don't make me push you off this roof, Chat.' Ladybug said darkly. 'Fine. If I win, you have to do something highly embarrassing in front of the press.'

'What, I thought you'd be lining up for a kiss as well?' He winked at her.

She swatted him, shaking her head. Why couldn't I be on a cruise ship with Adrien? I haven't seen him at all yet... He would be so much better to go on a cruise with than this mangy cat...

Chat rubbed his hands together gleefully.

And his ring flashed at him.

'Oh, just a bit longer,' he sighed, letting the wind further ruffle his hair.

'Come on kitty, we can always come back. It's not like anyone can stop us from being up here?'

'You make an excellent point, my lady.' He stood, brushing himself off. He turned slightly, only to jump back as he nearly walked through an antenna.

Ladybug giggled. 'Will you need me to get you anything for your kwami?'

'I should just be able to pilfer that welcome basket, but thank you for offering.' And he leapt from the rooftop towards the main gallery.

/EDIT

Sorry guys, I'm just not happy with how this chapter is, so I'm going to be re-editing it. I've just done the first break if anyone wants to re-read, I think it's a lot smoother now. I'm probably going to do it in chunks, when I've finished I'll upload chapter 3 so you all know that I've finished and you can re-read it all in one chunk then. (To anyone who says this is me holding the chapter hostage I swear I'm not! It'll get done soon!)