Sigh
She loved these nights. The lights of Paris blurred by the subtle rain. She paused uptop a roof taking in the view of the Eiffel Tower. She loved this city. She would miss it dearly. With a smile and a nod she threw her yoyo, using the string to fly over her beautiful streets. As she swung throughout the city she hummed "La Marseillaise" to herself. The French Anthem only seemed to make her want to stay. In her moment of self toil her hands slipped from the string of her yoyo and she fell, tumbling towards the unforgiving concreted streets.
She never hit the pavement however, thanks to a pair of strong arms that she knew far too well. "Chat.." She breathed to her rescuer as she met his bright green eyes.
"M'lady," her feline friend gently set her down before bowing. "So nice of you to drop in, although there are better ways to get me to hold you." He raised a brow which she could only respond to with eye rolling.
"Sorry about that, I guess my mind was else where." She shrugged. Truth be told her mind was still elsewhere. How could she explain this to him? She gazed at him as he gracefully sat on a nearby covered bench. He did it so casually as if it made no difference to him that they were in costume. He patted his gloved hand to the space beside him.
"You're mind seems to be doing that a lot lately, care to sit?" He commented. It was true. He had noticed how during their fights her eyes would seem to glaze over, or she would stop for a moment and really look at everything as if trying to capture each moment in memory. "You'll find I can be a paaawsitively great listener."
"Thanks Chat Noir but I should be heading home. You should too, wouldn't want your fur all wet." She tried to make a joke but like usual hers never seemed to work as well as when Chat made them. The black masked superhero shook his head.
"My Lady, we live in the city of love it would be a shame if we ignored the beauty of it. Come, sit for a minute. Relax, it's just for a minute then you can go swing your way into someone else's heart." As playful as Chat Noir's words were he was serious. He was worried about his dear lady. Something was clearly bothering her but he had no idea what. "You can tell me anything, Ladybug." Well, almost anything. They couldn't reveal their identities, but he had learned to live with that fact.
"Chat I...I have to leave." She couldn't tell him, not this. He would hate her, and she couldn't handle that. Plus, she hadn't even told Alya yet! Best friend trumped partner, but she was running out of time. "I'll talk to you later." She promised before running off with a swing of her yoyo. Chat looked after her, amazed at how stubborn she could be. At the same time he wished she would tell him. He wondered if her distance was somehow his fault. Had he come off too strong? Was his charm too much for his bug-a-boo? If only she would talk to him like a normal friendship.
"You're going to have to tell everyone eventually Marinette, you can't keep it a secret much longer." Tikki sat on Marinette's desk chewing on a chocolate chip cookie, her favorite.
"I know Tikki, but I don't know how!" She could just imagine the look on Chat Noir's face if she explained to him her predicament. She knew that his green eyes would show the feelings of betrayal and his ears would bend forward with sadness. She couldn't bear the thought of that. "How would you do it?" Marinette asked her faithful friend as she plopped herself onto the pillows of her bed. She glanced around at the scattered half filled boxes that swarmed her room.
"Just be honest, they're still your friends. I'm sure you can figure it out. You'll find a way to keep in touch, but you best tell them soon. You only have three more days." At this gentle reminder the blue haired girl let out a groan and buried her face into her pillows.