Marinette sighed as she stepped out of the shower. Then a crash made her jump and shriek, holding a small razor blade as a weapon to defend herself.

"Who's there?" She demanded coolly, and a young man, who looked like a teenager, with brown eyes and a pair of headphones around his neck. He wore a hoodie, and she knew he was harmless. But she still didn't move her defensive position.

"I'm Nino. Adrien told me that you weren't gonna be easy to persuade. He told me to give you the password... I just can't remember it. Oh, it's July. No, wait that's Alya's birthday month... April. That's it. April." She lowered her hand, dropping the blade.

"I'll take you to his place, if that's what you want."

"But you- you go to school... I've seen you before!" She exclaimed, "we're not in the same form but we're in the same science set."

"I know." He answered, smiling slightly. "I guess I one upped you."

"That's not funny." She snapped. He held a set of clothes in his arms. He handed her them.

"He said you needed clothes. Gave me sizes and everything. Said you were into the colours red and black."

"He knows my size?" She asked, "he pays attention."

"He knows every goddamn thing about you. Told me about the freckles dotting around your nose. I was never just not close enough to see them." He leaned in, and then when she felt really uncomfortable, he pulled away. "Still am... Guess I did as good a job as I could of watching you. Get dressed." He told her, since she was wrapped up in a towel.

"Well, let me get dressed on my own, then." She replied, and he closed the door behind him. She put on the red and black dress, that went down to her feet, and was tight around the waist. The sleeves were long and the dress itself waist upwards was skirt was flowing, but she looked royal when she glanced in the mirror. His jaw dropped when he saw her. "What, do I have something on my face?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's called eyes and mouth and nose." He replied.

"Your humour is appalling. What makes you so different to the other werewolves?" She asked, and he gulped. He couldn't really say much, but he said the truth.

"I saved Adrien's life."

Well, partial truth.

"Adrien... Let me guess, is this how his dad died?" She crossed her arms. She was the first person he'd told about his father's brutal death. Now she knew why it wasn't on the news. Nobody would believe in supernatural beings.

"No, it's how someone else died." He refused to speak anymore, and merely took her hand.

"Do you need to hold my hand?"

"Do you want to stay here?" He retorted. She shook her head. He threw a pot in front of him, and she tensed up as a blue watery-image appeared in front of her vision. She was dreaming.

No such thing as vampires and werewolves.

No such thing as portals.

No such thing as supernatural creatures, period.

"Where are we going?"

"Adrien's castle." He replied, and walked through the portal. She followed him. As she walked through it, the sensation of being floating hit her. And she was pretty sure she'd left her stomach the other side of the portal. Chat stood lazily against the door frame, until he saw the pair walk out. Marinette blinked, her vision swimming about. He embraced her, and he looked better than he had before, in the motel. She briefly knew that he had fed, though she didn't want to know where he'd fed off.

"Nobody came for you?" He checked her, looked at her face, squeezed the life out of her in another embrace. She gasped out his name, and then she moved away.

"No, I'm fine." She wondered briefly, why he seemed different. Then she gasped, and Nino rolled his eyes.

"Don't mention it." He said before she said anything.

"Don't mention what?" She asked innocently.

"My eyes." Adrien interrupted, "they change colour when I transform."

"Okay, right."

"I hate it when people mention the eyes. So please, please don't." He replied. Marinette blushed and refused to say anything on his eyes, other than a sweet whisper in his ear.

"I think they're sexy."

He blushed crimson.