Author's note: You guys are amazing! Thanks so much for the favs, follows, and reviews. You guys are so wonderful. This is a AU, but they will use their miraculous as their secret identities. If you guys have any questions, please let me know. I would love to hear what you guys think, so don't be shy.

Disclaimer: Don't own Miraculous Ladybug or Chat Noir. If I did, well, the Christmas special would have had a lot of mistletoe's for our favorite couple.

Chapter 2:

I boldly walked into Miss Pandora's tailor store and found myself captivated by the decor. There were crystal chandeliers dangling from the high ceilings, with a grand spiral staircase, and a huge fireplace in the far corner. I started to walk towards the red dress, hearing my worn-out boots reverberate throughout the store. I took off my gloves and gingerly touched the dress that felt like pure silk.

"What size are you, my dear?" I immediately put my hands back like the fabric burned me.

"Huh?" I said dumbly for my response.

I turned and faced an older woman. She had red hair like a candy apple, with a few strays of visible gray hair, and her brown eyes portrayed kindness.

"Oh no, I'm just browsing, and I don't even have the money to buy it," I explained to her while fiddling with my hands.

"That's okay, dearie. Who am I to stop a girl who wants to play the role of Cinderella for a little bit?" She started to browse through the various sizes of the red dresses before one particular size caught her eye.

I blushed madly when she put the red dress over my clothing. "I think this one should fit ya, try it on please," She ushered me into the nearest dressing room and I had no room to argue.

The woman was right. The dress was about my size. She had a really good eye. I slowly started to undress and found myself quite giddy on what I would look like. Finally, it was the moment of truth, and I was a little apprehensive to see the results. I put on a red and black polka dot mask that came with the dress. I turned to face the mirror and felt my breath get caught in my throat.

I looked like a Disney princess. The dress showed every curve of my body and I looked like a grown woman. I put my hand against the mirror, a bright smile came upon my chapped lips. Santa Claus, if you can hear my plea, all I want is this red dress for Christmas.

Before I started to undress, I heard a loud bang like a gunshot.

What in the world?!

"All right, nobody move! I'm here to collect a red dress for a certain friend of mine, so pardon my intrusion," I hesitantly poked my head out and felt my entire body ran cold.

Standing in all his glory, the one and only, Chat Noir. Out of all of the places in Paris, why did Chat Noir have to round up here?

"Don't touch those dresses! Get out of my store, you thief!" I heard an older woman exclaim.

Oh no. It's the same woman that handed me the dress.

"I will be out of your hair soon, lady. As soon as I find the purrfect size," He said to her casually like he was discussing the weather.

Before I could even blink, she slapped him hard across the cheek.

Oh. My. God. No one, I really mean no one, ever slapped Chat Noir and lived to tell the tale. He glared daggers at her as he grabbed her hand hard.

He's going to kill her. He's going to kill her. He's going to kill her. I thought over and over like a broken record.

I wasn't sure if it was fear that clouded my rationalize mind. I wasn't sure if it was the dress that made me feel invincible. I wasn't sure if the mask made me feel protected. All I knew that I was charging; charging towards Chat Noir.

I caught Chair Noir by surprise when I pushed him with a vigorous force. I stood my ground when Chat Noir regained his balance.

"Leave. Her. Alone." I said through clenched teeth. Wow, even my voice sounded steady.

Many emotions played behind his very green eyes before a smirk came upon his lips. "My dear Princess, you are quite a feisty one," He said to me in a teasing manner.

"Get. Out. Of. This. Store." I said to him with a hint of venom in my tone.

My eyes locked with him before they lingered to the gun. The gun. It's out of his reach, I need to get it. We both ran to get the gun and I somehow managed to get it first. I thanked the lucky stars because none of my clumsiness has seemed to make its appearance…. yet.

I aimed the gun at him, my hand not shaking in the slightest. I looked him dead in the eye as he ever so slowly strolled towards me.

"Easy there, Princess. Drop the gun, you don't know what you're doing," He said to me like I was a small child.

A click sound made him falter when I pressed something. "I may not know what I am doing, but I do know that you're the bad guy,"

He laughed darkly. "What are you going to do, Princess, kill me?" For some reason, it looked like he wanted me to kill him, but I must be seeing things.

I gave him a smirk of my own. I aimed at the glass window before it shattered into a million pieces. I heard the alarm system began to reverberate throughout the store and all of the customers ran out like cattle.

He looked at me in surprise and I shrugged my shoulders. "Unlike you, I'm no killer. You better run Kitty, before the cops come hot on your tail," I said loud enough for him to hear.

He gave me a salute and was that a genuine smile?

"Will see each other again, Princess," He said to me before he disappeared into the night.

Typical. I thought to myself with a heavy eye-roll.

I made my way to grab my clothes from the dressing room before I wrapped my heavy coat around me. I was about to head towards the exit before someone halted me with a vigorous pull on my arm.

"Excuse me, you need to pay for the dress," It was the same woman from earlier. I finally found out her name when I glanced at her nametag-Florence Pandora.

"Listen, Mrs. Pandora. We've had a long night, so can you please let me keep the dress? I'll find a way to pay you back, I promise." She pulled on me harder. I could even feel her sharp, polished nails digging into my skin.

"You are not going anywhere without buying the dress or giving it to me," She replied in a clipped tone.

"I saved your life from Chat Noir who could have killed you!" Why do I even have to justify myself?

"It doesn't matter if you saved my life and did a good deed. You still need to pay!" This lady was getting on my last nerve.

I pushed her away from me and ran out like my life depended on it. "I'm going to tell the police on you!" I heard her exclaim, but I tuned her out as I ran all the way home.

XOX

Chat Noir watched in heavy amusement at the whole exchanged as he sat lazily on the street lamp. Poor thing. She did a good deed, but the old hag did nothing but give her the cold shoulder. The bluenette was a criminal, just like him now. He knew he had to get back to the Akuma's safe mansion, his boss, or he should say his dad, would be livid if he missed his curfew again. His old man would punish him for not getting the dress, so he found himself in a sticky predicament.

Suddenly, an idea glittered in his mind. He found himself following the bluenette, with a smile he had trouble concealing.

XOX

"I'm a criminal…" I said out loud as I plopped myself onto my bed.

I somehow managed to bypass my parents and make it to my room with no problem. I hid the dress, the mask, and gun safely under my bed. What am I going to do? I'm a criminal now, so would I end up in jail? They had high-tech security cameras in that store, so they might be available to identify me.

I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

What was that? I thought in heavy confusion.

I grabbed the gun from my bed without thinking, noticing that the sound is coming from my balcony window.

I hesitantly opened it and looked outside in heavy alert. A moment later, feline eyes popped in my line of vision and I let out a startled scream.

"Didn't mean to startle you, Princess," I heard a playful tone that sounded so familiar.

"Chat Noir!" I exclaimed in surprise.

"The one and only," He says dramatically as he made his way into my room.

"What are you doing here?"

"Is it a crime to see you, Princess?" He answered with a question of his own.

"It is if you're seeing me," I said sarcastically without thinking.

"Meouch, don't have to be so hard, Princess," I ignored his mock hurt as I climbed down the ladder. I wanted to be far away from my bed because I didn't want him getting any crazy ideas.

I aim the gun at him as I sat on my computer chair. "Don't worry, Princess. I'm not going to lay a single claw on you, Cat's honor." I rolled my eyes dramatically at his cat puns.

"Don't you ever get tired of your cat puns?"

He smirked at me while he shook his head.

Stupid cat.

"Why are you here?" I inquired to him tiredly. The night has really been taking its toll on me.

"To make a proposition you cannot refuse," Okay, that caught my attention.

"What do you mean, exactly?"

"If you give me the dress, I can cover your tracks back at the tailor store, so you won't be questioned by the police,"

I looked at him dumbstruck. Was he serious?

"How can I trust you?" I ask him with heavy suspicion.

"Well, you not dropping dead at floor should gain enough trust in me. Don't you think?" I shivered when he said that so casually. He really did not blink an eyelash when he kills people, does he?

"You got a deal," I said while releasing a shaky sigh.

I got the dress and mask out before I handed it over to him.

"It's been a purrleasure, doing business with ya," He made his way towards the window before he halted.

"By the way, may I have my gun back, purrtty please?" I glanced at the gun and then at him.

Before he could even blink, I threw the gun out the window. I laughed giddily at his reaction.

"It would be stupid of me to hand a gun to a dangerous, Mafia Prince," He looked at me lost for words.

"What's the matter, cat caught your tongue?" I literally wanted to kick myself when I made a corny cat pun. Didn't I just say to him that I found his cat puns ridiculous? But here I was; making a cat pun of my own. I am such a hypocrite.

"You know, my lady. Have you ever considered working with Akuma Mafia and being my partner in crime?"

When he said that, I started to laugh like crazy. However, it subsided when he wasn't laughing with me.

"Oh wait, you're serious?!" I gaped at him wide-eyed.

"Well, the heroic deed you did for that crazy lady earlier, didn't seem to go well," He said in a mocking manner.

"You saw that?" I asked while he nodded his head for his response.

"I don't know…" I took a glance out the window.

"Well, you have already stolen a very expensive dress, so I don't think you won't have any problems in the criminal department." He explained strongly.

"But that was an accident!" I retaliated meekly.

"Was it, Princess?" He barked back tauntingly.

I froze. Was it an accident? I mean, I literally ran out with the dress when the woman told me that I had to pay. However, I really wanted the dress, I wanted the dress so badly. I've never worn something so luxurious on my body in my entire life. Damn, he was right, it wasn't an accident.

"Look, Princess. You think it over and I'll come back when I discuss it with my boss. And don't worry, I'll make sure to cover your paw prints," With that, he disappeared into the night before I closed the window and locked it with caution.

What have I done? I almost made a deal with the devil himself. The devil named Chat Noir. He knows where I live. He knows the felony I did. He knows my…. Wait a minute. He never asked for my name, so that made me feel a bit better.

I heard my mother calling for me, it was time for dinner. I took one last glance at the window before I headed down for dinner.

XOX

A loud, furious slap echoed throughout the large, office. The one who received the harsh slap was none other than Chat Noir. Chat glanced up at the intimidating man that slapped him across the face before he looked back down at the wooden floorboard.

"I am very, very disappointed in you, Chat," The man seethed in vivid anger.

"I'm sorry, Hawk Moth," Chat replied quietly.

"You should be sorry, son. A little girl somehow managed to catch you off guard, which made you not get the right size for Mr. Green's daughter," Hawk Moth threw the dress at Chat, which he caught easily.

"It's not like that spoiled girl needs any more dresses," Chat mumbled under his breath. However, Hawk Moth managed to hear him.

"We need to be in his good gracious, especially his daughter. We need the Green family as an alliance, Chat," Hawk Moth explained.

Chat only nodded and bit his tongue with his commentary.

"By the way, this girl, you said she was in your class," Hawk Moth confirmed while Chat nodded.

"I'm quite interested of this fellow classmate of yours, Chat. Marinette, was it? I will like you to bring her to the Akuma mansion for a planned dinner, and make sure she wears that dress." Well, that was 180 turn of conversation.

"Yes sir," Chat Noir complied with Hawk Moth's order as he made his way to leave Moth's office.

"Goodnight Adrien," He heard Hawk Moth whisper out his citizen name.

Adrien sighed. "Good night, Dad," With that, he shuts the door behind him.

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