Chapter 9: Could It Be?
Chat Noir's POV
Here he was, with his beautiful Princess, about to tell her who he was, and she beat him to it!
"I'm ready to know who you are."
Marinette took Chat by surprise. However, any obstacle could become an opportunity. Time for a little fun.
"Oh, you are? Very well, mi'Lady. I will Reveal my identity to you on one condition. You guess." Marinette shot up out of her seat.
"WHAT? For the past year you've wanted to Reveal our identities to each other and I've said no, but when I finally say yes you want me to GUESS?"
Chat nodded, his trademark smirk apparent. "Yep. In 7 'yes or no' questions."
Marinette sank back onto the bench. It was impossible to argue with him. "Fine. Let me think for a minute." They sat in silence as she pondered her questions.
Marinette's POV
"Do we actually know each other?" There were times when she doubted this, so Marinette wanted a for sure answer. Chat laughed.
"That's your first question? All right. Yes. You actually know me. Satisfied?" That didn't really narrow anything down, but Marinette nodded.
"Next question: Do we go to the same school?" He bobbed his head in reply.
"Yes. How else would I have known about Chloe's dance minutes after she announced it to the school?" Chat grinned mischievously.
Marinette's heart did a little jig. Now she was getting somewhere. "Are we in the same year?"
"Yes."
"Have we been in the same class before this year?"
"No." She looked at him incredulously. He shrugged. "This was the first year I've actually been to school. I've always been homeschooled."
The girl's heart almost exploded. There had been only one new male student in their class this past year. She dared not get her hopes up, so she decided to use her last three questions wisely. Her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Does Tikki know who you are?" The boy blushed and ducked his head.
"Uh… yeah. She told me she's known since the first day. Apparently, she and my kwami Plagg can sense each other."
Marinette moved closer and placed a hand next to Chat Noir's mask. He leaned into her touch. "Have your eyes always been this green?" She whispered.
"Yes." He leaned his forehead against hers, breathing in her scent. Marinette knew she had one more question. She caught sight of Chat's watch glowing in the dark. 11:59 pm.
"Chat, do you really love me?" She held her breath, but it was quickly stolen from her. Chat kissed her with such care, such devotion, that she closed her eyes and just melted into him. Marinette didn't even notice the flash of light. The two pulled apart, her eyes still closed.
"Yes. I really love you, Mari."
Marinette grinned and slowly opened her eyes… to meet those of Adrien Agreste.
