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Chapter Two

Marinette had sat up all night, wracked with worry. As it turned out, Chat really had told Adrien to talk to her, because as soon as school ended the next day, and most of the class had already walked out of the room, he leaned his arms on her desk and said, "I heard you're a Chat Noir fan." It was the kind of conspiratorial, soft whisper meant to pass between close friends.

"HahahaHA where'd you hear that?" Her eyes bounced around the room, unable to meet his, which were looking right at her.

"A little kitty told me." He giggled, and soon she was giggling, lack of sleep taking its toll.

"Does he really visit you?" she asked in wonder. It made his visits with her feel less special.

He seemed to notice the crestfallen look on her face, so he improvised. "Just twice! Once when he saved life, and the other time last night…when he wanted me to talk to you."

Her face turned red, but for once this had nothing to do with Adrien's proximity. "Wow, that's…so nice."

"Do you want me to walk you back to the bakery?" he asked, slight smiles forming on both of their faces.

"Oh! Um, sure!" She was quite flustered at this point.

He offered her his arm. "Shall we go, m'lady?" he joked.

She blanched at the familiarity of the phrase. "Wow, you've really picked up some of his mannerisms, are you sure you haven't been around him more than twice?" she asked.

"I'm sure. I'm a huge fan; of course I know his signature catch phrase."

"Right, right," she said, taking his arm and walking with him toward her house.

"I really wish there was some sort of Chat Noir fan club, you know? We could talk and all." Adrien had rehearsed these words earlier, wanting to find a way to connect with Marinette. He wouldn't mind a fan club anyway.

"Me too," she said, not meeting his eyes.

"May I come in?" he asked as they neared her door.

"Uh, sure…I guess."

They went up to her room. Immediately, he sat on the floor, in a very similar position to that of Chat…They played video games for a few hours before he went home. Oddly enough, as soon as he left, Chat showed up. She should have been asleep, but she needed to scold him first.

"Hey, Purrrincess, how was your day?" She punched his arm. "Ow!"

"You made Adrien talk to me!" she cried.

"I didn't make him do anything. I asked him to. And he said yes." He looked concern at her sudden sadness.

"He only did it because he's such a big fan of yours! He thought it would get him on your good side." She was pouting, turned away from him.

"Why would he do that?" He'd really dug himself a hole here, all to cheer Marinette up, and for what? It certainly hadn't worked very well. He'd noticed as Adrien that she wasn't really enjoying herself either. She seemed nervous the entire time.

"He's never shown interest in me before, and suddenly he's walking me home, playing games with me—"

"Have you ever thought that maybe he might have a crush on you, too?!" They both froze. He'd yelled loud enough that her parents would have heard, and she knew they couldn't see Chat Noir in her room so late at night. Who knew what kind of trouble she'd be in?

"Hurry, hide!" she whisper-yelled, pushing him into her closet. She went and lay down on her bed just as her parents peeked into the room. Satisfied, they crept back down the stairs as they slowly shut the trapdoor to her room.

She walked over to Chat's hiding spot and opened the door, slightly annoyed. "Chat, I already know Adrien doesn't have a crush on me."

"But how can you be so sure?"

"I just…I just know, okay?"

"That's how I feel about Ladybug," Chat said, looking sadly out the window.

"Hey, you don't know for sure that she doesn't—" she started.

He interrupted her. "That's ironic. If I don't know for sure, then neither do you."

"Alright, fine. But even if he does have a crush on me, nothing will ever come of it. He has never acted on it."

"And Ladybug has never acted on any feelings towards me. Let's make a deal," he said, eyes flashing with mischief.

"No, no way, I'm not making any deals with YOU."

He feigned hurt, placing a hand over his heart. "I can't believe you'd say something like that, Princess. It'll be harmless, trust me." He stuck out his hand for her to shake.

She looked at it for a moment before finally giving in. "Alright," she said, putting her hand in his. "What's the deal?"

"We'll both do some sweet gesture? You do something great for Adrien, I'll do something for Ladybug, and then we can tell each other how it went. Deal?" he pled.

"Okay, fine. Just give me a couple more weeks, alright? I've been working on something already and I want to make it perfect before I show Adrien." He winked in reply and bounded out the window.