Adrien was running home along the rooftops. Well, truly, he was Cat Noir, since in the battle that had ended only moments ago, he had not used his power and was therefore not in danger of changing back soon. He was, however, in no hurry to get home. His schedule was clear for the rest of the day, and he had no care to sit in his large room hopelessly alone for hours on end. But what else was there for him to do?

Suddenly, he heard a soft mewl from below. Stopping sharply, so that he almost fell off the edge of the roof he was standing on, he turned on his heel and crept back to alleyway he had just leaped over, only seconds ago. As he peaked over the edge of the building, his face lit up in delight. For there, directly below him and staring straight up with the most irked expression, was a cat.

Cat Noir leaped ecstatically down from the building, right to the side of the cat. The cat, seeming to find this feat of athleticism completely ordinary, did not blink an eye. And this was one of the most interesting parts of the cat for, though it's fur could only be assumed to be completely white under the layers of grime, two perfectly stunning eyes shone out; one blue, and one orange. The cat had turned his head to stare straight at the oddly clothed human, and it meowed again. The superhero himself was beaming from ear to ear.

Quite immediately, he reached out a hand to stroke the cat's fur. The cat permitted it, and as Cat Noir pet the creature, he began to speak out loud.

"Oh you lovely thing! You are absolutely purr-fect!" he laughed a little to himself at his pun, but much like everyone he ever spoke puns to, the cat was unamused. "I don't see a collar or a tag… And you are quite dirty. I doubt an owner wouldn't keep such a fine cat like you clean. And you are a bit on the skinny side… What about it kitty? Do you have a home?"

After a couple moments of a silent staring contest, the cat blinked and looked nonchalantly off to the side. "I knew it! What's a darling cat like you doing without a home? Oh! I know! I'll adopt you!"

That cat looked at the Cat Noir with an expression that was basically a shrug, in and of itself. The expression, however, turned more and more peeved as the black-clad superhero spent more and more time forgetting to pick up again on his important task of petting the cat. Eventually, Cat Noir started petting the creature once again, who then settled quite peacefully onto the pavement and stared at the boy as he went on talking. "No. That would never work. My father would never allow me to have a pet, especially if I brought in home from nowhere, out of the blue! I guess I could hide you… But no, that wouldn't work either. My schedule's so full, and I don't think I have enough money or time of my own to toss a cat into the mix as well. Plus, I think you're one of those cats that will absolutely do what it wants, and therefore you'll be a handful."

The cat and the superhero sat in a peaceful silence for a bit longer as the teenager thought to himself. Suddenly, he spoke out into the empty air again. "So who do you think would be good at taking care of a cat? I can't very well leave you here all alone. You deserve a caring home. So who do I know? Chloe? Oh, no, she would be horrible at taking care of another living being. No offense to her of course, but she's a little self absorbed and also easily angry. To become a good owner, she would have to start out with something simple. Like a fish. So who else; maybe Nino? I really don't know about him though. He seems to have a decently full life, as is. He also doesn't seem like a cat person. His perfect pet would be more like… I don't know, maybe a turtle? Hmm…"

There was more silent sitting, which did not bother the cat at all. Adrien himself was staring thoughtfully off to the side. He looked almost as comfortable as the cat, sitting in that alley with his legs crossed and his mind off in thoughts. Suddenly his mouth widened into an "o" shape. "I know! Marinette! She's the perfect person to take care of a cat- she's kind and caring and capable! Her parents are also really nice, so I'm sure they'd help her take care of an animal in need. And we're already acquainted, so I can bring you to her right away! What do you say cat? Do you want a home with Marinette?"

The cat glanced at him, almost in a way that looked like it had one eyebrow raised. The creature seemed to be saying, "Why wouldn't I want to live with Marinette? Especially since it's so cold out here." The boy agreed with a wide smile, and stood up, carefully scooping the cat up into his arms at the same time. Surprisingly, the cat did not seem to care at this sudden change, even when Cat Noir suddenly leaped up onto the roof. And then leaped across an alley gap to another roof. And another. Frankly, the dirty white fluff ball seemed to have very little care in the world as Cat Noir leaped and raced across the top of Paris.

It was already slightly dark out, as the sun had been fading from the sky when Adrien first made his way home. But they made it to the house of Marinette in very little time at all. Cat Noir easily leaped up onto the roof, and set down the cat where it proceeded to stretch heartily, and then sit up straight, tilting it's head in Cat Noir's direction, who was leaning over the railing.

Cat Noir peeked into the larger window that was closer to Marinette's desk, and then knocked on it with his staff. Marinette, who had been sitting at her desk engrossed in something or other, proceeded to jump in startlement and then fall out of her chair. From the ground, she seemed to notice who was at her window, from the tips of his black cat ears to the corners of his smiling green eyes. She huffed and then made a gesture to indicate she would meet him on the roof.

Cat Noir proceeded to stop leaning off the side of the building, and instead went over to where the cat was sitting, still staring at him. He picked it up and then waited for Marinette to come out to the balcony.

As Marinette lifted up the hatch to enter to balcony, she started speaking, slight irritation showing at the edges of her voice. "Why Cat Noir, hero of Paris, why are you here? And… why do you have a cat?"

She was now standing on the balcony with him, a lopsided expression of confusion and distaste on her face. He began to balk. He knew less of Marinette than he did of his good friend Nino. What if she did not like cats? What if she was allergic? "Um, well, I'm on a mission to give this cat a good home, and I thought that maybe you could take care of it."

Her frown deepened. "Cat Noir, I have a pretty busy life. And I'm not sure how my parents would react to a cat…"

The superhero frowned in sadness. "Well, if you can't take it, I'll try to find another loving household." He began to jump off the roof.

"Wah- Wait! Wait! It wasn't a no… exactly. I guess I could take care of the cat for now… And if my parents say no, then we'll just find it another home."

Cat Noir turned around with a beaming smile on his face. "Really? Thank you! The cats of Paris are forever indebted to you, young lady, as am I."

With careful gestures he handed the cat over to Marinette, who was immediately enraptured by the mismatched eyes. "What a lovely cat…" she spoke in awe. Then she glanced up at Cat Noir with more of a forgiving expression. "I'll take as good care of it as I possibly can."

He was still smiling at her, as he leaped away into the darkness, watching her cuddle the cat in her arms as he left.

A/N: Okay! Finally submitting what I've been working on. This was going to be a one shot, but then it turned into a multi-leveled story so… yeah. It'll be 5 to 8 chapters, though I'm definitely leaning towards 5. And the chapters should all be about as long as this one. Also; I'm currently participating in a family reunion/stress fest, so no new chapters until the weekend blows over. However, after that, they should come out pretty consistently, as long as I have enough time to write.