Seriously why did Alya have to do this kind of thing.

I mean don't get me wrong Marinette was glad to have a best friend that cared, but this was the 3 guy in 2 weeks she tried to hook her up with, But Marinette being the nice person she was, she accepted the offer. And that's how she got to where she was now. Walking down a road in the dark that lead to who knows where. In one of her favorite dresses she ever made, probably ruining it. The date had been full of awkward conversation and uneasy laughs but it's not like she expected anything else form a blind date. The guy was nice but he just wasn't the type of person she could see herself with in the future. So she excused herself to go to the restroom and ran. Hoping to never see the man again.

Marinette's phone started ringing. She let it ring, knowing it was probably just Alya calling to see where in the world she was. Since the guy knew Alya and Marinette had been gone for a little over 20 minutes, he most likely called Alya telling her she had bailed... Again. See it wasn't easy setting up this date since Marinette had given up hope after the second guy. She continued walking down the street. There was no one else out right now because it was past 7 P.M. And all smart people stayed in there houses out of fear of getting robbed, By Paris number one thief Chat Noir.

Marinette had nothing on her that was worth anything anyway. Well except her phone, but at the moment the stupid phone wouldn't shut up from all the text and calls she was getting from Alya. So if someone took it they would really just be helping her out.

After receiving what had to be the 100th text she finally stopped to look at her phone. But only getting to read 1 text message before getting pulled into an alley.

She was pressed up against the wall the man's hand on her mouth so she couldn't scream and the other hand holding a knife to her throat.

" Don't say a word and I won't hurt you, got it?" Was whispered into her ear. The man's voice was slurred and smelled awful. He must be drunk she thought.

"WELL!" He yelled moving his hand that was on her mouth hard making her head bang against the wall. Doing the only thing she could, she nodded. Slowly he moved his hand from her mouth, knife at her neck. He slowly put his hands on her body. She sucked in a sharp breath tears stinging her eyes.

"Calm down I'm only going to take your valuables." He said harshly. Feeling a little relieved Marinette nodded again. He soon saw her earrings.

"Pearls?... I'll be taking these."

"Please don't take those! Anything but those! They were a gift!"

"Awww really well then I guess...you think I really care." She winced as he yelled in her ear. He reached up to her ear to take her earrings. She jerked her head to the side to try to avoid his hands.

'Mistake.'

That only made him angrier.

"Listen here girl! YOU DON"T WANNA MAKE ME MAD!" He screamed. Pressing his knife harder at her neck drawing blood.

She winced in pain. Tears streaming down her face. He reached up for the second time but only made it a little passed her neck before being tackled to the ground.

'CHAT NOIR?!' Marinette mentally screamed. 'Crap.. Why did I have to leave that stinking date!'

She reached for her phone to try to call the police but soon realized that she had dropped it on the sidewalk when she had been attacked by the man currently getting beaten the crap out of by freaking CHAT NOIR!

'so this is the end, I'm just going to get beaten and die right in this very alley where the police will probably find me dead tomorrow.' Marinette thought as Chat Noir seemed to be done with the unconscious man on the ground and started walking towards her. ' NO! I will not go down without a fight!' As soon as Chat Noir was in reaching range, he looked like he was going to say something, she reached out and punched him in the face and ran.

She didn't make it very far when she saw him come out of the alley running after her. 'CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP' She screamed in her head. Since she was wearing heels she couldn't run as fast as she wanted to. 'so' she thought. ' why not kill to birds with one stone'

Man she really loved these heels. But if she wasn't alive then she wouldn't even be able to wear them. So she took off her heels and turned around and threw them right at him. One successfully hit him in the gut. But he dunked under the other just in time.

She heard him grunt. "Nice throw" He yelled to her. He was still running after her but now he was holding his stomach.

She decided not to yell back. She didn't even think her voice let her if she wanted to. She ran around the corner only to realize it was a dead end.

"Well, well, well... look what we have here." He said as she backed into the wall. " I'm going to come closer. Try not to hit me this time ok?" He said to her as he got closer. An evil grin making its way to his mouth. He stood in front of her just looking at her for a second till he reached for her hand. She jerked away.

"Hey now, I'm not going to hurt you-" he tried to say but was cut off.

"That's what he said!" She interrupted harshly moving her hand in the general direction of where they had just left.

He stared at her and began to laugh. "I got to give it to you girl you have some guts. First you go out at night ALONE and get dragged into an alley, and even after I come to save you-" ' Save?' She thought " -you go and punch me Chat Noir, most wanted person known in Paris, in the face. You got quite the punch there you know. And that's not all, you then run and throw your shoes at me. Nice throw too." He said getting even closer.

"Now tell what do you have to say for yourself" He whispered in her ear.

She inhaled sharply. Moving her head to the side so she didn't have to look him in the eyes. She would yell but she knew that would only make it worse.

He moved back to give her some space after a while. '' Nothing? Well then what's your name?" He asked.

She looked right at him and yelled " Like I would tell someone like you! Do you think I'm an idiot?"

He looked at her surprised for a second before a small smile edged its way over his face. " You know I like people like you. Even in the face of danger they speak their mind." He said with a little laugh at the end. He then took out his staff and clicked the paw print. " You know is already really late out. Why don't I escort you home?"

" Yeah right" she began to say but was soon picked up by two very strong arms. She let out a little squeak and unconsciously held on to him tighter. He laughed and she screamed, " PLEASE DON'T KILL ME PLEASE LET ME GO I PROMISE I'LL DO ANYTHING JUST PUT ME ON THE GROUND PLEASE!" " Give me your name and address then." He replied over the sound of the air rushing past her ears. "…...OK MAYBE NOT ANYTHING BUT PLEASE! I'LL TELL YOU MY NAME BUT, I MEAN I CAN'T TELL YOU WHERE I LIVE I LIVE ALONE YOU COULD DO ANYTHING TO ME THERE!"

" Well I didn't know you lived alone, but now I do. You know your not very good at keeping secrets right?" He said with a light chuckle. " well your name please Princess." He said as he stopped on a rooftop still holding her. 'Princess?' She thought

"It's Marinette." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear. " Marinette huh." He said softly trying it out on his tongue. He then put her on the rooftop. " You know you are not as bad as I thought you would be." She said to the thief. "What do you mean I'm not bad?" He asked in disbelief. " Well if you were really bad you would have killed me right in that alley way."

" How do you know I wasn't trying to? You threw a swing at me and ran It may have just been delayed." He said. " Well then what about that dead end. Had the chance there too." She said in a matter of fact tone.

" Well I... I just... you see... ugh fine maybe I just don't like robbing ladies. Is that a problem?" He mumbled. She looked at him surprised. " Don't look surprised! Have you ever heard or seen that I have killed or even robbed a girl?" She began to recall that no, she had not. " Then why did you save me?" She said pressing her luck. " Well maybe I don't like to SEE them get robbed either!" He yelled. She slowly took a step back. " Alright I get it. Sorry." She said trying to calm him down. A flash of regret flew across his face but was gone in an instant. " Uh no it's my fault I shouldn't have yelled my bad." He said apologetically. It was quite for a second before Marinette asked " Why... why are you being so nice to me?"

" You are not exactly afraid of me and no one has ever been like that to me before and I guess.. I guess. I don't know." He whispered. " You know what just forget it." He then grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to his chest with one hand while the other got out his baton. He then slowly lowered them to the ground. " There go your free. Go home." He spoke in a harsh but sad tone.

'Hes lonley' she thought. Well she couldn't help that.

" Why are you doing this?" She asked "Letting you go?" He said "I thought I already told you, I don't like-"

" No, I mean Why do you steal why do you live this life the way you do?" She interrupted.

"It's not like I have a choice." He said bitterly. " Wait.….What?" She asked confused.

"Nothing just go your free." He turned around to walk away but, being the kind person Marinette was she couldn't let him leave after what she just heard. Maybe... Just maybe she could help him. Help him be good.

" Say Chat Noir, I can't believe I'm actually saying this but... if...if you promise not.. Not to hurt me in anyway I'll... ugh.. I guess you can walk me home." ' I AM SOO STUPID! THAT WAS THE STUPIDEST IDEA I HAVE EVER HAD!' She mentally screamed. But for some reason she felt like she could trust him. HA! TRUST A THIEF? FUNNY!

Chat Noir immediately turned around looking like the cat that just got the cream. "Ok princess you have a deal. Now where is this princesses castle?"