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Chapter six

"Meouch, easy on my eye, purrincess," Chat Noir whined as she tended to his scar eye back in his bedroom.

Marinette rolled her eyes at his dramatics, "If you stop moving and making a hissy fit, it wouldn't hurt as much," She retorted as she gently put the wet cloth back on his eye. He grumbled at this, but let her continue. A twinkle of mirth glittered her eyes as she finally finished. "There, that wasn't so bad, was it?" She asked with a laugh while he growled lowly.

As of now, since Marinette didn't have something to fiddle her hands with, she toyed with her hair for comfort. She had many questions she wanted to address... like what to do with said mountain lion who gave Chat that nasty scar. Her heart went out to Stoneheart, but she should say Ivan, given that was his humanoid name. The poor fella, locked down in the dungeon, due to his animal instincts being skyrocketed. No, who she really felt sorry for… Mylene. Pure bile came onto her throat, to what those damn akumas would do to her at this so called auction. Chat indeed implied in their first encounter, the akumas expertise relied on the poaching sport.

"What will we do Chat?" She asked quietly. Chat sighed as he leaned on her shoulder, which she didn't seem to mind. "I know where the auction is held, but getting there will be problematic. We can transform into fully human, but the process, can be quite painful." He grimaced and shivered at the remembrance of the transformation. It's almost like a bunch of unmixed chemicals were being thrown onto his body. Sure, it doesn't hurt as much once the transformation is done, but he would be a physically weak human.

"Can't you guys go into disguise or something?" Marinette piqued with desperation.

"We not only have the ability to transform into our inherited animal, but we also have our own power. Alya's power is illusion, but not long enough for us to be illusioned as humans, and then there's Nathaniel…" He dragged on with a hint of distaste, which Marinette didn't seem to catch. As to why Chat didn't like him; it had to do with him being a puma that's similar to Chat's panther form and being a bit older than he is.

"What can this Nathaniel do?" Marinette asked, not knowing she would add fuel to the fire in due time. Chat had to swallow down his territorial growl, since it provoked his animal instincts.

"He can animate objects that becomes real through his mind and use his claws to erase the object. However, when it comes to clothing designs that will conceal our furry problem, is something that he lacks in…" Chat stopped for a moment as he saw her smile like mad.

"Umm, is something wrong, purrincess. You look like a cat that got the cream, literally!" Chat hoped she wasn't awed-struck by the damn puma's talent; it didn't sit well with his panther side. He almost wanted to put out he could manipulate dreams too, but then stopped himself, since she might figure out that he planted the naughty seed in her state of conscious.

"Lucky for you, I'm a passionate fashion designer, and I will be happy to share my designs for Nathaniel that he can make come alive!" It took him a moment for Marinette's words to sink in, but when it did, he found himself floored and hugged her to death. Without thinking, he planted delicate kisses on her cheeks, and said between. "You. Are. Such. A. Smart. Can. Of. Tuna!" He proclaimed while she laughed at his comment.

"Don't you mean smart cookie?" She mumbled out, still a bit flustered when his cool lips touched upon her rosy cheeks. He grinned at her, which made her stomach do a weird somersault. "I would say cookie, but cats can't taste anything sweet, although you might be an exception." Chat threw with a wink as he began to undress.

"Woah there, what is with you undressing!" She exclaimed, wondering if it's animal thing for him to strip tease out of the blue?!

"Why my fair lady, you need to measure me right? I thought it would better for you to measure my chest thoroughly," He answered so innocently, but his shit-eating smirking begged to differ. She shook her head and wondered if she set up her own death wish?

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