(A/N) These past few weeks have been crazy!

Now since I have all the Time in the world; No job, No sport, No dropping off my kids to school, practically living at home 24/7 cause we can't go out anywhere. I should be able to update on time now.

Sorry for that rant but this virus is annoying me.

Anyways, I hope you all are staying safe during this hard time and I hope it blows over soon so we can all get back into our normal routines again.

Now here is a Chapter I know a few of you were waiting for...

Enjoy!


"What is the meaning of this?"

Gabriel threw his tablet besides his son's dinner plate, startling the poor boy and making him jump out of his skin from the sound of impact.

Adrien's fork dropped on the floor, food splattering under his chair once it made contact with the ground.

He looked at his father who had a stern irritated look on his face and then back at the screen that was in front of him.

Swallowing he grabbed the device in his hands and shook as it came into view.

"Well?" Gabriel hissed.

The blonde looked at the photo that was on the screen, the glanced back at his father, too scared to even explain what the photo had shown.

A picture says a thousand words they say, so why couldn't he peep out at least one?

Gabriel still wore that angry look on his face, not one muscle budging to create any other emotion.

"Who is the girl?" Gabriel pointed a finger at the young girl in the photo, knowing very well who this person was but wanted to hear it for himself.

Adrien couldn't speak a word, his voice box refuse to comply with him. All he could do was curl into himself, hoping the image would just disappear from the screen.

But it didn't and wasn't going to.

"ANSWER ME!" The older man shouted, slamming his hand on the table, making the plate rattle from the vibrations.

"Marinette." Adrien squeaked, refusing to look his father in the eye as the name left his mouth. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

"Do you have any idea on how this photo impacts my business, the Gabriel image?" The older man snapped. "Your face is meant to be promoting, not being shamed all over the news articles."

Adrien finally met his father's cold gaze, looking at him with his mouth slightly gaped. "It's on the news?" Adrien merely whispered it, afraid he had stepped out of line by asking such a question.

If it was on the news, Marinette was surely going to figure out he was Chat Noir by just this photo.

Gabriel looked down and shook his head before making eye contact back at his son, straightening up his posture and putting on his business voice.

"No... not yet." Gabriel said, both having breathed a sigh of relief. "There has been certain arrangements in place so the photo doesn't go virual." He paced the floor, up to the other end of the dining table. "But you are not to do this stunt again... do you here me?" A firm displeased tone was now in place.

"Yes father." Adrien sunk lower in his chair.

"You will also be required to keep your distance from Miss Dupain-Cheng while you attend that school." Gabriel added, his hand now placed firmly on the chair head.

"What! But father..." Adrien tried to argue but the man just held up his hand to silence him.

"If I hear that you're associating with Miss Dupain-Cheng in the mean time I will not hesitate to pull you out of that school and get Nathalie to homeschool you again." Gabriel paced his way out of the room but stopped short of the doorway, not bothering to glance back at his son. "I have also arrange with Tomoe to have Kagami accompany you at your next photo shoot." He added. "The press will be there and you will be required to give a full statement of your relationship."

A string of tounge tied words left Adrien's mouth as his father left the room with Nathalie in toe. The big wooden doors slammed shut, leaving the boy alone again in the big cold empty room.

"Wow, that was harsh." Plagg peeped his head out of Adrien's pocket.

Well not fully alone.

Adrien just stared at his plate, emotion running threw him but refusing to come out in any kind of way.

"Hey." Plagg squeaked. "It will be okay."

Rage bubbled through his veins, his fist clenched at his side. It wasn't a moment later that the plate in front of him was now tossed to the ground in a fit of anger.

It wasn't okay, it wouldn't be okay.

A loud smash echoed in the big empty room, food flying across the ground, but Adrien didn't care, he had enough of being told what to do.

Marinette had made him feel safe, comfortable, just like it felt being around his mother and now his father had ripped that away from him as well.

Plagg popped back in his pocket, moving around a little to notify the boy he wasn't alone in all this but left the words to a minimum.

"He might be able to stop Adrien from seeing Marinette, but he can't stop Chat Noir!" The blonde's anger now turned into a sly smirk.


"Sir, I believe we should let Lila Rossi handle this and not drag Adrien into your plan." Nathalie tried to keep up with Gabriel as they made their way to his office.

She was already sitting uncomfortably with Gabriel having his son in between akuma attacks just so he could get a hold of Ladybug's miraculous.

It had turned into nothing but trouble and almost his son's death.

"Miss Dupain-Cheng already has her eyes set on Lila. Marinette has already clued on what she's up to." He spoke in a formal tone, opening up the doors to his office and entering with Nathalie still in toe. "We have to find a different angle in how to target her and with all this new information Lila has sent us... it's the perfect plan!" An evil laugh rumbled in his throat as he paced his way in front of Emilie's portrait.

"As you wish."


The warm night breeze whipped through Chat Noir's messy locks as he glided over the rooftops.

He loved the summer months but knew it would soon be coming to an end with Autumn making its way into Paris.

The changing colour leaves were proof of that.

Marinette's house was in his line of sight, using his staff to volt over that last distance separating him and his princess.

The thud was silent as he landed on her rooftop balcony, closing his staff and placing it behind his back.

But of course Marinette had heard him.

"Get inside kitty." She yelled out from underneath.

A muffle tone to anyone else but Chat Noir; he could pick up her voice like she was right next to him.

With a small smile, Chat opened her trap door and made his way inside, Loving the glimpse of added photos each time he had passed her pin board.

"Adding to your collection I see." Chat said as he made his way down her steps.

He found her typing on the computer, already dressed for bed but even though she was distracted she still gave him a side smile in return.

Marinette pushed back her chair once she was done, slagging her arm over the back of it and curling one of her legs on the chair, resting her foot against her thigh.

"Did anyone tell you that curiosity killed the cat?" Marinette smirked at him.

Chat made his way over to the bluenette and leant down close to her lips, locking onto her gaze as he spoke huskily. "But satisfaction brought it back Princess."

He went down just a bit further to meet her lips, only to make contact with her palm of her hand pushing him away.

"Silly kitty." Marinette laughed. "I'm no where near satisfactory."

Her hand was still connected to his face as he spoke. "Yo ore tum me." He muffled under her hand.

She released his face and grabbed a hold of his bell, dragging him in for a quick peck to satisfy him. Chat released with a love sick smile on his face.

"Better?" Marinette question.

"Much." He hummed.

A loud gurgle sound resonated through the room, both looking at the other wide eyed.

"Was that your stomach or an akuma?" The bluenette questioned.

"Sorry." Chat said sheepishly, sitting down on her chaise and rubbing the back of his nape. "I kinda missed dinner."

More like his dinner was scattered all over the floor.

Marinette saw how Chat's body curled into himself, seeing a bit of pain in his embarrassment for forgetting an important meal.

She knew it wasn't just the food that was bothering him but something more to it.

"That's okay kitty, I have left overs from my dinner, I can just heat some up."

Chat's ears perked up at the mention of food. "Really? I mean... it won't be too much trouble?" He questioned, curling into himself again as he waited to get scold.

"No, no." Marinette said with a bright smile, hoping that sign of affection would help calm his nerves. "It's fine."

"Thank you princess." He grabbed her hand and placed a soft kiss on the top of it, much like he used to do with Ladybug.

Memories of that sent them both into an awkward situation. Even if the other didn't know how much that used to mean to them.

"I'll be back in a few." The bluenette hummed. "Just make yourself comfortable."

The trapdoor closed behind her and Chat stretched out on her chaise in a cat like mannor.

A small ringing came from Marinette's computer and Chat couldn't help but investigate the sound.

The page was open on the Ladyblog with the latest akuma attack that was Amiga - Sabrina.

Alya had really gotten all the details of that fight. He thought.

Alya's message popped up in the corner of her computer screen and Chat clicked onto it to make it bigger.

What he wasn't expecting was to see the exact photo his father had shown him from earlier, with the captions of 'Why have you been lying to me all this time?' From a very angry Ladyblogger.

Was Alya the one to have taken the photo of the two of them when he had kissed her on the cheek to calm her down? He tried to think.

It couldn't be if it made its way to his father.

Alya was a lot of things but she would of confronted the both of them about it instead of sharing it to the world.

She must of gotten that photo from someone else then. Chat tried to think in who that could be.

Without a second thought, Chat deleted the message and sat into Marinette's desk chair, running his clawed gloves through his hair, then over his face as a breath; he didn't know he was holding in, escaped his lips.

He caught a glimpse of red in the corner of his eye once his hands had left his face. In the nook of her desk between bits of fabric the red was oddly too familar.

Peeling off the layers that were covering this thing, Chat came face to face with the last thing he thought it could be.

The miracle box.

His heart left his chest, his body had seized up on the spot. He couldn't breathe, he was finding it very hard to get some air in his lungs.

Marinette was Ladybug, Ladybug was Marinette.

The trapdoor opened up with Marinette carrying a tray of baked goods with her. "Papa must of eaten the leftovers but I have some pasteries..." The words die on her tounge when she had made eye contact with the thing Chat was gawking at.

The tray immediently dropped to the ground, ringing out a sound that neither of them jump too.

Words were forming in her mouth but there was no right way to approach this. "I-I can explain." Marinette started, hoping her partner would turn and face her.

Chat didn't turn towards her, instead he stood there, still looking at the red and black polka egg in front of him.

"The one person I thought I felt comfortable with... The one person who I thought I could trust..." Chat spoke in a low growl, tears forming in his eyes.

"Chat." Marinette cautionally walked up behind him. "Please... Just let me explain."

As her hand touched his shoulder, Chat shot off and up through the skylight without another word.

"Tikki, Spots..." Marinette called, only to be shut down by an angry Tikki.

"He needs some time Marinette, he will surely come around." Tikki reassured her chosen.

"I hope so Tikki." Marinette sadly spoke, looking up at her open skylight. "I hope so."


(A/N) 2100 Words

Finally we have a one sided reveal.

Shaz Out...