Chat Noir used to be Paris's beloved hero, but has inexplicably turned over to the bad side. The Mayor offers him anything in return for his city's peace. And what does he want? Just an ordinary, black-haired, blue-eyed designer... (ON TEMPORARY HIATUS)

Marinette traced her fingers down the smooth lines of the magazine, a blush creeping to her face. It wasn't just his toned, muscular body that set her aflame, although that was certainly a bonus. It was his eyes. The way his body appeared, languid like a summers day. His body said relax but his eyes said devour. She'd seen those eyes before...

"I'll be fine, Alya. It's only a couple blocks." "But it's ten at night, it's not safe. Especially with that Chat Noir prowling around." AU

One of Marinette's rare unlucky days turns into something treacherous. Thanks to a certain cat, the real danger passes but there are other things to be more afraid of. Her heart, for example, might be one of them. Mari/Chat.

Adrien looked over at the shy girl as she laughed and joked through their classes. Why wasn't she like that with him? Had he done something wrong, did he make her uncomfortable? Did he intimidate her? He wanted to hear her jokes too, he didn't understand what he had done wrong, but he was determined to fix it. He would get to know Marinette better, maybe then she would be at ease.