So I'm doing a Fanfic where Nathaniel Kurtzberg gets the Fox Miraculous. I read something (Sorry I forget the title) by 'anipwrites' about this and I liked the idea. Actually, a lot of ideas come from other author's books/fanfics. Soo... If you see something that is of some resemblance to your idea/someone you know/have read's idea, pleeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaasssssssssse don't be angry or alarmed with meeee...

Also, Dusk Yortzred is in this as well.

I have an interesting twist for this one...

(Oxf hsa a wnit!)

Tell me if I should just stop.

The fanfic, I mean.

Read on!

Nathaniel was excited.

Okay, maybe excited was an understatement.

He'd stood up to Chloe! It was the happiest day of his life! He remembered the occasion as he lay on his bed, drawing.

*In class*

"What are you drawing, Nathaniel? More pathetic drawings of Marinette?" Chloe had jeered at him.

For once Nathaniel was being brave, so he replied instead of shying away from the danger as she took one of his drawings.

"Are you blind, Chloe?" He had asked.

"No." She had replied haughtily.

"Then you must be able to see that that is Dusk, not Marinette, in your hand." He said smugly.

"Wha-" She had stuttered, and looked at the drawing. It was Dusk, not Marinette. The class said a collective 'BUUURRRNNN' (Thanks a lot, Kim.)

"W-well it's bad anyway." She said, tearing it in half over and over again. It hurt, but at least it was only a rough sketch. Not one of the real coloured ones.

"You are low to ruin a sketch to think that'll hurt me. Wow. Well, it hurt you for me to rub out all your 'out of date' clothes anyway. Isn't that right, Chloe?" He had replied instead of letting his hurt show.

"You remember that? How, you little-" Chloe snarled.

"I don't." He said. "I heard you blabbing about it to Sabrina."

"Well, they were out of date anyway." Chloe said. "I have more clothes."

"Then wear them." Nathaniel had snapped. "You have heaps of clothes to pick from, and you wear the same ugly yellow sweater and striped shirt every day. You look like a walking bumblebee."

Another collective 'BUUUURRRNNNNNN' from the class. (Kim, Ivan, Alix, thanks for the support.)

"Bye, Chloe. Hope to see something different tomorrow!" He called as he walked out.

*Back to reality*

Chloe probably had it out for him now, but, eh, what did it matter? The usual?

Screw it, he was going to the bakery. Marinette's bakery, none other. He knew Dusk went there on a daily basis. Ordered the croissants. Oh My Gosh how do I know this...? Nathaniel asked himself. Shooot I'm becoming a stalker, Nathaniel, stop being weird like normal. He scolded.

"What to bring? Drawing gear, yup. Money? Yup. Phone, yep. Is that it? You bet." He listed. "Oh My Gosh, I'm talking to myself..."

He turned on the TV, she didn't go to the bakery until 5:00PM. It happened to be the news, and it was blaring BREAKING NEWS.

"And the heroic Chat Noir and Ladybug have saved Paris yet again from the 'villain!' Volpina seemed to be a superhero, but she was a villain all along. Thankfully, the heroes were there to save the day!" The reporter said.

"And here is some live feed from the..." And the report continued. Nathaniel saw picture after picture of the villain Volpina, and he decided to draw himself as the fox 'hero'. His hair would have to be white at the ends of his fring... And ears on his head... And a fluffy fox tail... And black arms... And a white stomach... Done! He checked the time, 4:30. Wow, that was the quickest coloured drawing he had ever done! It had only taken 30 minutes! Moswell do another one. Of whom? Dusk, that was obvious!

Her hair was the same colour as his, just longer. It even flicked over her eyes on the same side. They were both ambidextrous to some degree. She could draw and colour and write with left hand. He was naturally left handed, she wasn't. He could only draw with his right hand. They were similar in almost everything. Their parents weren't often at home, they slept/drew in class all the time, they even had the same eye colour! They had a special sketchbook that they always drew in, their favourite colour was purple, they had a crush on each other...

Anyways, they sat next to each other... Hell, she even wore the same things as him, just her shirt was a deep orange, not a red. They were both really skinny and pale, and they were both shy, except to each other. They were on the shorter side, they looked 14, not 15. Hated clowns, dangerous situations, spiders, they were both really guilty about being akumas and hated talking about it, and yeah. The list of similarities between could go on.

And... Done! She looked much better as a fox then he, but a clock went off somewhere, signaling that it was 5 'o' clock. He rushed to get his things ready, because he was going to quickly pay a visit to the flower store and get a rose. Because today was the day. He wouldn't clog up or fail. He wouldn't let himself.

He had to make sure everything was perfect for her.

BOOM!

And, PS, does anyone know how to get rid of the lines when you write, put the line there, but it won't let you type underneath? I have honestly no idea.

Making sure NO swearing in this story, and I'm fixing my other stories now.