Heyo!

Whelp, here it is. The part two that no one asked for not even 24 hours after I posted the first chapter. Yaaay!

Summary: Marinette was tired and grumpy. She wasn't in the mood for Alya's fawning over last night's pictures or any form of school… although, she still couldn't say no to Chat Noir.

Pairing(s): Ladybug x Chat Noir/ Adrien x Marinette Cheng

Word Count: 2494

Warnings: OOC-ness and I haven't edited it so I'm sorry about that.

Disclaimer: Do you really think I could invent something as cute as those two? I thought not.

Enjoy!

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The walk to school was painful, her eyes kept drooping closed and she almost walked onto the road once, stopped only by Tikki yelling at her from the purse to "watch out!"

"I hate this," she mumbled glumly as the school came into her sights.

Marianette sighed as she saw Alya standing out the front, her eyes glued to her phone as she rapidly thumbed the screen.

"Marinette!" Alya exclaimed, "come look at this you won't believe how cute they are!"

"Ladybug and Chat Noir?" she exclaimed with faux enthusiasm, trying to seem like she had, in fact got enough sleep like the rest of the word.

Alya nodded frantically and shoved the phone in her face. Marinette pulled her friend's hand back slightly and, stomach sinking, she looked at the pictures.

They looked to be taken from a nearby window and the quality was kind of shaky, but you could clearly depict her and Chat Noir talking on the abandoned rooftop. The next was of them dancing, as were the three after that, but the fourth…

The fourth was when he kissed her on the cheek.

A light blush dusting her cheeks, she pushed the phone away.

"You should be squealing with me," Alya deadpanned, "why aren't you squealing? Oh! did you have a crush on Chat Noir as well as Adrien? I'm so sorry Marinette!"

Alya threw her arms around Mainette's neck dramatically and began apologising for her loss.

"I don't have a crush on Chat Noir!" she exclaimed, "I just don't see what the big deal is? I mean, it's no like they're a couple!"

"Yes they are!" Alya persisted, letting go of her and showing her the picture of Chat Noir kissing her cheek. Which she'd rather not think about right now thankyouverymuch but hey, you can't have everything in life.

The bell rang.

Marinette sighed in relief, grabbing her friend by the elbow and guiding her inside. "Thanks to you I didn't get to see Adrien walk in today!" she frowned.

"It's okay Sweetie, you'll have plenty of other opportunities to not talk to him," Alya cooed, patting her on the head.

Marinette blushed and released her, rushing into the classroom and pretending she did actually have the courage to speak to him.

But Chat Noir kissed you.

Slumping down at her desk tiredly, she rubbed the spot where his lips had touched her skin, feeling a strange residual buzzing from reliving the memory.

Something yellow moved in her Peripheral vision, and she perked up just in time to see Adrien take his seat in front of her, a giddy smile on his face.

I'm glad one of us is happy at least, she sighed, still thinking about her dilemma. She's liked Adrien for ages now, that's certain…. but Chat Noir made her thrum with energy… he made her happy, and at least she knew he reciprocated whatever… feelings she might discover she had for him.

"What's got you all smiley?" Nino asked curiously, "last night you told me your dad was being stupid and stressing you out heaps - what gives?"

"Oh… I just had a really nice dream," he grinned.

Nino leaned in conspiratorially. "Do tell," he whispered, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh… uh…" Adrien spluttered, "I… can't remember it! Yeah, I can't remember it."

"You ain't fooling me man," Nino laughed, backing off, "but I don't wanna hear about it if it's that kind of dream."

Adrien sat there for a moment, gears turning in his mind.

"Hey!" he exclaimed when he realised what his friend had meant, "it was not that kind of dream you dirty-minded idiot!"

"Whatever you say," Nino giggled, teasing him.

"If you stare and sigh for much longer people are gonna catch on," Alya whispered in Marinette's ear.

Marinette straightened, feeling strange that, for the first time in forever, she wasn't actually staring at Adrien - she was trying to figure out which boy she actually liked.

The teacher walked in. "Sorry I'm late class," he apologised, motioning for them to settle down, "if you'll turn to page 394, we'll begin with molecular bonds."

Deciding to do what she always did with her by issues, she began scribbling down a note:

Is it possible to like two people at the same time?

Sliding it over to Alya, Marinette imeediatly began copying down the notes on the board, biting her lip and refusing to meet her friend's questioning gaze.

The note was slid back to her.

Of course! she had written, you might like one more than the other, but I remember I had crushes on like three people once.

Marinette sighed slightly with relief. So she wasn't going a bit crazy. She could like both of them.

Although, she would rather not inflate Chat's ego and tell him that, after all his attempts, she actually liked him.

… Would she?

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"Alright, I've held off the questions until the end of the day," Alya told her, "seeing if you'd tell me yourself and all, but what or who was that note about back in science?"

Marinette chuckled nervously. "N-no one… it really doesn't matter," she mumbled.

"Not buying it," her friend sung, looping an arms around her neck and walking towards the bakery.

She sighed. "Fine, it's just this guy that's been pestering for a while now I guess, always flirting with me and stuff," she admitted, careful as to what she divulged, "he's a total idiot, really clumsy too - he never lands on his feet."

Alya smirked. "Is that all you're giving me?" she asked, "because I can tell by that goofy smile on your face that you got it bad."

"I do not!" Marinette protested, "anyway, I've got to look after the shop this afternoon and I'm already late."

"Alright then," Alya smiled, pulling her into a chaste hug, "I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Bye!"

Marinette ran across the street and unlocked the door to the bakery, sighing tiredly once she closed the door. She could believe she had made it through the entire day without drifting off.

Running up to her room, she went straight over to her bed and flopped down face-first.

"You really should have gotten more sleep," Tikki giggled as she emerged from her hiding spot.

"Shut up," Marinette yawned into her pillow, "that's what I'm trying to do now."

"Then I'll just go away and not mention the Chat Noir is trying to call you?"

She bolted upright. "He's what?" she asked.

"Trying to call you," Tikki repeated cheekily, "but I'm sure you need your sleep."

"Ladybug transform!"

She yawned and rubbed at her eyes sleepily before opening her compact. "Chat what do you want?" she asked, "I'm tired and I want to go to sleep."

"Oh? Have I caught the lady at home?" he chuckled.

"Yes, you have."

"Sorry about that," he told her, cockiness fading away, "but I'm afraid we might need to talk."

Ladybug sighed. "Where are you?" she inquired.

"Top of the Eiffel Tower."

"I'll be there in ten minutes," she promised, ending the call and clambering out of her window. Climbing up to her roof, Ladybug took a deep breath before taking a flying leap off the top, swinging her yo-yo out and letting the cool wind beating down on her face wake her up.

She misjudged her landing on a rooftop slipped, falling onto the dusty concrete harshly.

"This is why I shouldn't try and go anywhere when I'm this tired," she mumbled to herself before searching around fr the fastest way to get to the Eiffel Tower.

"Oh My Goodness you're Ladybug!"

The high-pitched squeal came from the balcony next to her, where - just her luck, right? - Alya was reading a book.

"I-uh-yes, I… am," she answered lamely.

Alya giggled and put her book down, leaning against the railing. "Please, please tell me if you and Chat Noiir are actually a thing, because you see I have this friend that doesn't think so but I saw those pictures, so you two aren't fooling me and just it's really nice to meet you again," she babbled.

Ladybug was taken aback. Marinette would mumble an apology and run off to go meet up with Chat, but Ladybug had to answer.

"No, we're not a… thing," she answered, not letting her inner turmoil of but are we? But Adrian? But I like him too? show on her face or in her voice, "it was nice seeing you again, but I have to get going."

With that, she turned and ran off the roof, jumping from terracotta tiles to telephone wires to chimneys.

Lassoing her yo-yo around a railing in the massive tower, she launched herself upwards, landing lightly on one of the beams. She turned her head, searching for a flash of black leather, or a glint of emerald eyes, but there was nothing.

"Up here, My Lady," came a voice from above her, making her jump.

Ladybug turned her gaze skywards and found Chat lying down a bit further up from where she was standing.

"One day you're going to fall," she warned him, climbing up to the same height.

He smirked as she sat down, feet dangling over the edge. "Are you worried about me?" he chuckled.

"No, I just don't want you to die," she replied easily.

"I think that's the same thing," he reminded her, sitting up and swinging his legs down as well, "but I'll take it."

They were silent, both knowing what they had come her to talk about, but neither wanting to make the first move.

"Y'know, there's this girl in my class," Chat started, "she's a total dork most of the time - easily flustered, very excitable and a really loud voice…"

"Sounds like you don't exactly like her," Ladybug giggled, taking a bold step and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Quite the opposite actually, I don't know when and I don't know how, but I've grown quite fond of her," he admitted, "which is strange, considering I liked you first."

Ah. There is was.

"What's her name?" she asked softly, not quite ready to talk about the impending realisation of liking each other.

"…Marinette, Marinette Cheng."

She head shot up, eyes wide as she stared at him unbelievingly. "Marinette… Cheng?" she repeated, voice wavering.

How-what-who… how does he know Marinette - I mean me?

Chat looked away nervously. "You know her? Oops," he chided himself, "I'm pretty sure I just gave away my super-secret identity."

Ladybug shook her head. "No, I still have no idea who you are besides Le Chat Noir," she reassured him.

"In fact, I'm kind of worried you know who I am," she admitted slowly, fully aware of what she was doing.

Chat looked at her with confusion, quirking his head to the side as if to say how am I meant to know that?

Ladybug sighed and, against the part of her that was screaming what on Earth are you doing?! she removed her mask.

"Hi, my name is Marinette Cheng. Occasionally my earrings grow black polka dots and I become Ladybug," she introduced.

She would have laughed at his incredulous expression if she hadn't been so nervous.

"And I have the same dilemma as you actually," she continued rapidly, not letting him get a word in, "there's this boy in my class who sits in front of me in most lessons called Adrien - you probably know who he is already in we're in the same class and I've liked him for a while now, which is weird because I like you as well."

Chat Noir stared at her incomprehensibly for a while, gears turning in his mind before bursting out laughing.

"H-hey! You stupid cat!" Ladybug exclaimed, "I didn't laugh at you when you told me you liked Marinette - I mean me and Ladybug - I mean, that's also me… I just… ugh, never mind."

Eyes downcast she stood up, making to jump off and go back home, but she was stopped by a hand on her ankle.

"No, I'm sorry, I wasn't laughing at you," he chuckled, motioning for her to sit back down, "I was laughing at the absolutely absurd situation we've found ourselves in."

"What do you mean?" She asked him dubiously.

He took of his mask.

"I mean," he continued as Ladybug's jaw fell open and her eyes widened and no way was this actually happening.

"My name is Adrien Agreste. Occasionally I bribe Plagg with cheese and I turn into Chat Noir," he introduced in the same fashion she did.

No. Way.

Ladybug was frozen, sitting there on the Eiffel Tower with Adrien - Chat Noir, she didn't know what to call him, and barely believing her eyes.

The leather-clad boy in front of her smirked cockily and snapped his fingers.

"Hello? Anyone home?" he goaded arrogantly.

"Shut up, Chat," she scowled, pushing his hand away before stopping, "I mean…"

He shrugged. "It's fine, isn't it?" he asked her, placing his mask back on his face, "right now, I'm Chat Noir, impossibly handsome and amazingly charming, but tomorrow I'll be back to Adrien - the boy who's slightly to scared to ask you out."

"You're scared?" she repeated, mask back in place as well, "Marinette's terrified to even speak to you. She can't get her words out."

"Well, it's nice to know she reciprocates his feelings at least."

It was weird, talking about themselves in third person like this but she was smiling and giggling along with Chat as they conjured up what would happen if Adrien actually asked her to go with him to the Louvre sometime.

"Of course, Marinette would love to, Ladybug giggled.

"But I suppose she'll just have to wait for Adrien to ask her," Chat grinned.

"I suppose she will," she agreed impishly.

He stood up and held his hand out. "But right now," he murmured, helping her up, "how about we really give people something to take a picture of?"

Ladybug blushed under her mask as he smirked and pulled her in close, his arms wrapping around her middle.

"Stupid Kitty," she whispered, lacing her own arms around his neck, "just kiss me already."

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Alright, well I like this ending a lot better.

Hope you enjoyed that as much as I liked writing it ^_^

Who knows, maybe I'll write another chapter,

Thornsword