So, I came up with this idea a while ago. I'm not sure if I like how it turned out.
If people like this, I will add more chapters.
It was a night neither of them could forget. It started off as a simple meeting and evolved into a huge milestone in their relationship.
The 18 year olds met up for their patrol that night. They had long ago revealed their identities and had been dating ever since. Tonight was the couples three year anniversary.
And Chat had a surprise for his Purrincess.
Upon the sighting, Chat Noir smiled brightly and jumped across the rooftops to where his Ladybug waited. "My Lady!" he called.
Ladybug smiled kindly as a light blush hid behind her red mask. "Evening, Chaton," she said and held her arms out.
Chat gently scooped her up and twirled her around as her hands fastened behind his neck. He peppered her cheeks with kisses. "Happy third, Bugaboo," the hero whispered.
Ladybug giggled at the kisses. She laughed, "you too, Chat." She laid against him, playing with the hairs attached to the nape of his neck.
Chat Noir purred from her touch. "I have a special evening planned."
"Oh?" she whispered.
The leather covered blonde began jumping around Paris, holding onto his Lady. "Yep. Close your eyes."
The Heroine giggled and closed her eyes. She felt the wind fly through her pigtails as they traveled. After a few minutes, she felt Chat land softly.
"You can open your eyes now, Purrincess," Chat Noir whispered and set her down on her feet.
Ladybug smiled and opened her eyes. She gasped at the sight before her. Chat had taken her to his room, but the couch was pushed aside. In its place was a table that held up a romantic looking dinner, complete with a few presents sitting in the center.
"Oh, Adrien," she sighed happily to face him. "Tikki, spots off." When she de-transformed, Marinette was wearing a knee length black dress with green cat paws scattered across her skirt.
"Plagg, claws in." When the transformation dropped, Adrien was wearing a black tux with a red tie and pocket scarf. Plagg flew off with Tikki to the kitchen to find some treats. "Do you like it, Purrincess?" he asked and set his hands on her slim waist.
Mari smiled, placing her hands on his shoulders. "I love it. Thank you, Kitty." The bluenette kissed him softly.
Adrien kissed back, pulling her close. After a few moments, the couple parted lips. Adrien held out Marinette's chair as she sat down. He pushed her closer to the table before taking his own seat across from her.
After a wonderful meal and the sharing of gifts, the duo went to Adrien's bed, cuddling. Marinette placed a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you."
Adrien smiled and cupped her cheek, kissing her with a bit of hunger. "I love you too."
Marinette giggled and kissed him again, with a large, strong and heated amount of hunger. She wrapped her arms around his neck.
Adrien moved his hand down to her waist to kiss her back. He then began to take dominance, pushing her down onto his mattress. His hands glided down her sides as he slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Marinette moaned at his touch and slowly took off his jacket and tie. She didn't realize what was happening until they were both half naked. She looked up into his emerald eyes.
Adrien panted. "Mari…" he whispered, asking if she wanted this to happen just by saying her name.
The bluenette thought for a brief moment. Did she want this? She looked up at the blonde and smiled shyly. With Adrien, she would do anything. He was her partner, her best friend, the love of her life. As long as it was with him, Mari would do it. Therefore, the girl gave him a simple nod.
After their fun, Adrien held his girl against his chest, kissing her neck softly. Marinette smiled and snuggled into his body for warmth.
"I love you so much, Marinette," Adrien whispered, pulling back and curling his body around hers.
Marinette sighed, "I love you too, Adrien. I'm glad I have this to remember."
The blonde frowned and looked at her. "What do you mean?"
She took in a shaky breath. "My parents…they're sending me away…to America to study fashion. I had no say in it," she said and began crying. "I tried my best to get out of it, but there was no way. I'm sorry, Adrien."
Adrien felt tears well up in his own eyes. He pulled her closer (if that was even possible) and buried his face in her hair. "No don't be sorry. It's not your fault. When…when are you leaving?"
Marinette whimpered out a small "tomorrow." She looked up at him. "I'm scared about what will happen to us."
Adrien kissed her head. "Well, that's okay. I'm not breaking up with you, though. I love you and only you, Marinette."
Mari sniffed. "I love you too, Adrien. I'm still scared. We'll only be able to send letters because my phone wont work across the continents." Her parents wouldn't have enough money to upgrade her phone since it would be such a long distance.
Adrien looked into her blue eyes. "I'll take what I can get. Now, wake up, Mama."
Marinette raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "What?"
The blonde smiled. "Wake up, Mama. We're here. Mama!"
Marinette gasped and opened her eyes. She looked around and let out a breath of relief. She was just replaying the memory. Mari felt a tug on her sleeve. She looked down and smiled at a happy little face.
"Mama! We're here!" Emma, Marinette's 5 year old daughter, giggled while looking out the plane window. "We're in France!"
Mari laughed and stood up, grabbing their luggage from the overhead bin. "Yep! You're gonna see where Mama grew up and see Grandma and Grandpa," she said. Marinette held out her hand.
Emma jumped off the seat and placed her small hand in the palm of her mothers. She grabbed her tiny bag and skipped beside Marinette. Emma was almost an exact replica of her mother. She had dark blue hair that was pulled back into a high ponytail. Freckles danced across the bridge of her nose and under her eyes. And her smile was as brightening as the old heroines. The only difference was Emma's eyes. They were a lovely shade of emerald green.
The young girl nodded. "And Papa?"
Marinette tensed at the question. She had never told Emma who her father was since she never told her father that he had a daughter. After a month of moving to America, before Marinette discovered she was pregnant, she couldn't send letters to Adrien. All the ones she had previously sent came back to her with a "RETURN TO SENDER" stamp on the front.
The young adult planned not to tell him either. Since she has to go back to New York in a month, it would be hard to bring Emma back with her since Adrien lived in Paris. Mari just didn't have the heart to separate a father and daughter, so she thought it would be better to hide the truth. Even though Tikki had disagreed.
"I'm not sure, sweetie," Marinette kissed the top of Emma's head. She walked to baggage claim and grabbed their bigger suitcases. She rolled them as Emma skipped next to her.
Once they stepped foot out of the airport, Marinette took in a deep breath. She laughed as her daughter copied her actions. "Do you wanna walk or take a taxi, sweetie?"
Emma thought for a moment before bursting into a wide smile. "Ladybug!"
Mari sighed. "Really? Now? I'm not sure I'll be able to carry everything," she explained. On late nights when Emma had trouble falling asleep, Marinette would transform into Ladybug and jump across New York, trying to relax her daughter. It worked most of the time. Most.
Emma nodded and jumped up and down. "You can do it, Mama! Now! Now! Now!" she laughed.
The ex-heroine giggled and looked around to find a spot for them. She lead them over behind the wall of the building before letting Tikki out of her purse.
"Tikki!" Emma exclaimed, clapping her hands.
The kwami laughed and sat on Emma's shoulder. "Hi, Emma!"
Marinette quickly snapped a photo of the two. "Tikki, Emma wants Ladybug to take us home." Tikki nodded. Mari smiled and tucked her hair behind her ear for easy access to her earrings. "Tikki! Spots on!"
After a quick transformation, Ladybug was jumping across the rooftops of Paris to the Dupain-Cheng Bakery. She could feel Emma's soft giggles on her back. Gripping onto the luggage, she flipped and spun for her little girl.
Ladybug smiled as she saw people point her out, even a few yelling, "wasn't Ladybug dead?" She ran around all her old patrol spots and sighed at the memories.
Finally, after 6 long years away, Marinette was back home with a new miraculous of her own holding onto her back.
So, that's the intro! If you liked it, please let me know because, as I said before, I'm not sure if I'm going to continue with this story.
But if it gets attention, I'll finish it.
~CPJ