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Noir et Blanc (Black and White)


They were standing on her balcony in complete silence. Marinette fiddling nervously with the flowing bottom of the dress. Chat Noir was staring at her, not moving or saying a word. He hadn't said a word since she came up to the balcony.

She was going to kill Alya. She knew wearing his colors was a bad idea. Alya had told her that he would be flattered, but given his reaction she wasn't sure anymore. There was no expression on his face as he simply stood there, frozen.

The soft, bright green dress fell to just below her knees. It had thick off the shoulder black straps that ran across the top of the bodice, and thin black straps connected and crossed in the back to hold it up. The dress itself was mostly plain, but she had added a pattern of black cat-like paw prints from the bottom right hem to the top of the left bust. The paw prints had come at Alya's insistence when she mentioned the idea. She did like how it had turned out though. At first glance, the multi-facing paw prints looked like roses with how close together they were. Looking closer, the paw prints were clearer and unmistakable.

She looked down at the dress again, wishing she'd had a little more time to work on it. It was so last minute and not her best work. She should have just gone with something else from her closet.

As she looked back up at Chat, the little gold bell on her choker necklace tinkled slightly.

She swallowed hard and told him when he still didn't move, "I'll just, go change into something else."

"No!" Chat said instantly, shaking his head as his face turned red, "You don't have to do that, you," his voice dropped, "wow."

"I look ridiculous, don't I?" She asked feeling extremely self-conscious.

Alya had done some light make-up on her since she was going to be in her mask for the date, but had curled her hair and pinned it so that it was up out of her face while still being down.

He walked up to her slowly, going down on his knee as he took her hand, placing a gentle kiss on her knuckles, "You are positively radiant. The stars in the sky wish they shone with your brightness and beauty."

She felt the heat rush to her face as he looked up at her with a soft smile. She smiled at him, pulling on his hand slightly so he would stand again.

The second he was, he told her softly, "You pull off my colors exceptionally well."

She smiled shyly, "Thank you."

He said it regrettably, "I think I should activate your suit, until we get to our destination. I'd hate for your dress to get ruined on the way there."

She nodded her agreement and a small spiral of white light wrapped around her, causing her suit to appear.

He grabbed her hand and asked, "Would you like to take the Chat Noir express, or run yourself?"

She said it excitedly, "Can I run with you?"

His smile brightened his eyes, "You sure you can keep up m'Lady?"

"Easy." She said confidently, making him grin mischievously, "You asked for it."

They jumped up on her balcony rail together and bounded forward at the same time. They hit the rooftop across from the bakery and laughed as they raced across the rooftops. Immediately Chat Noir took a small lead, but since she didn't know exactly where they were going, it was probably for the best.

The wind rushing past her, the familiar sights and sounds of the city were heightened but soothing. Running this way was like nothing she had ever experienced. Chat's boots were scraping near silently against the rooftops as he ran next to her, holding that small lead. She tried to run faster, and heard him chuckle as she passed him. He told her after a minute, the smile clear in his words, "If you go any further, you are going to miss it."

She stopped and turned back, seeing him standing just a few feet back. She went back to him, smiling brightly, "I can see why you like being out on patrol so much. Getting to run like this is so,"

"Freeing." He said in understanding.

He took her hand smiling, "Close your eyes please."

She closed her eyes and he lifted her up suddenly. He walked a short way before he jumped and landed lightly. He set her down and told her softly, "Give me just a minute."

She stood there with her eyes closed and waited patiently. She felt a small brush of magic over her skin and asked curious, "No more running kitty?"

He chuckled, "Not for the moment. You ready?"

She nodded and he said it sounding closer to her, "Okay then, open your eyes."

Her eyes fluttered open and her hands went straight to cover her mouth in shock. The entire rooftop had been lined with softly glowing candles. Red rose petals were scattered across the ground. The round black metal tea table had a small glass vase in the middle that held two more red roses.

It was beautiful.

She looked over at him as the tears filled her eyes. He held her eyes as he called it, "Plagg, Claws Down."

His usual Chat Noir outfit was replaced with an elegant black suit with green accents that brought out his eyes. His mask, ears and tail were still there, but only added to his look. A partial transformation, she realized.

But it didn't stop her heart from skipping a beat. He looked even more handsome than usual in his suit, sending nervous flutters through her stomach. Chat had a shy smile on his face, pulling out another red rose that had a black and green ribbon tied around the stem from behind his back. "For my one and only Lady."

She took the rose gently, smiling at it before she told him, "Chat, this is all so beautiful. How did you have time to do this? How did you even get this stuff up here?"

He grabbed her hand, saying it with a smirk, "Think of this as, one of the rare perks of being a holder." He held a hand out towards the table, "Your dinner awaits."

He pulled out her chair for her and grabbed the bag from under the table, telling her a little embarrassed, "I was going to try and cook for you, and then Cap reminded me about the last time I attempted to cook. I hope you like Italian."

She giggled, "Italian sounds great. What happened the last time you tried to cook?"

He groaned as he placed the first course in front of her, "I was told I was never allowed to be in the kitchen ever again."

"It couldn't have been that bad." She said smiling.

He looked at her seriously, "I had to replace half of the appliances in Cap's kitchen."

She busted out laughing and Chat told her as he sat down, "I know, I know. It's hilarious."

"I'm sorry Kitty I just, can't imagine how you managed that."

"Hey," he said with a playful smile, "It takes skill. One that very few possess."

She grinned and lifted her hands in surrender, "You don't have to tell me twice."

They laughed together, enjoying their dinner and talking the entire time. She was learning more about Chat in these last few hours than she had in the entire time she knew him.

There was no awkwardness between them at all by the time they got to dessert.

Chat let her pick out the first chocolate covered strawberry before grabbing one himself, still trying to contain his laughter, "I'm serious. It was hilarious. It was one of the only times I have ever seen Cap cry."

She told him, not able to hold in her smile, "Chat, that's mean."

He smirked, saying it with a mouth full of strawberry, "What was I supposed to do?"

He swallowed, "Watch them dance around each other? I may have been miserable in my love life but I didn't wanted my best friend to be."

She watched him pick up another strawberry, saying it softly, "You really are amazing you know?"

He froze mid-chew and looked at her in shock, "Wh-what do you mean?"

She smiled at him, "It shows what a good heart you have, that you would go out of your way to help Cap get over his insecurities to ask Rena out. Especially knowing that she felt the same way. There aren't many people in the world who care enough about their friends to go out of their way to help them."

She leaned on her hand happily, seeing his face go pink, "Everyone sees the great Black Cat first. They know how strong you are, and how powerful your magic is. They all know your skills, and everyone has nothing but absolute respect for your position as the Black Cat."

She smiled brighter, "But it's who you are underneath all of that. That courage you have to stand up for your friends, to take on extra work because you want to protect them even if it means getting hurt yourself," her voice got softer as she averted her gaze, "that kindness you hold in your heart, that's what makes you amazing Chat Noir."

His face was red as he stared at her, stunned into silence.

She felt herself flush when she looked up through her lashes at him, watching as his expression changed. His eyes were shining as he smiled at her softly, making her ask nervously, "What?"

He just continued to smile as he stood, "One of these days," he took her hand and pulled her up gently, "I'm going to find a way to make you feel the way I do right now."

He wrapped his arms around her, making his heart flutter happily as her arms encircled his middle. He held her eyes as she asked with her heart racing, "And what way is that Kitty?"

He leaned his face closer to hers, their noses brushing against each other as he whispered it, "Loved."

He pressed his lips to hers, pulling her closer as her hands traveled up his chest. It was a gentle kiss, but it spent sparks shooting down to his toes.

He pulled back so that he could smile down at her, seeing her blushing. She touched his face gently, her fingers brushing the edges of the mask. Her eyes roamed his face as he held still, enjoying her soft touch. Her hand moved into his hair, running though it a few times and making his eyes close. He leaned into her touch with a small smile, hearing her soft giggle as she suddenly rubbed the soft spot behind his cat ear. His head completely turned to the side so she could have easier access, an unfamiliar pressure starting in his chest.

He took a steadying breath trying to ease it, but her gentle fingers were like magic, and a purr rumbled out of him without warning.

He went completely still, his face burning red as he took a step back away from her.

Her eyes were wide in shock, a wide smile finally starting to form on her face, "Did, you just purr?"

"No." He said quickly, feeling the heat rise to his face again. "Of course not."

She started to laugh and covered her mouth quickly to stifle it. He saw a glint in her bright blue eyes as she stepped up to him again, her smile bright as she held in her laugh. She rubbed his cheek softly with her thumb, "Don't be embarrassed Kitty. It's cute."

He groaned but already felt that pressure in his chest again, "Please don't say that. I've never,"

Her smile softened, moving her hand back into his hair, "You've never purred before?"

He shook his head, but found himself leaning back into the touch of her magic hands. She moved her other hand to the base of his neck, rubbing small circles there too.

And he caved.

The purring started again in full force and he closed his eyes, knowing his face was discovering a new shade of red.

She said it happily, "Aww, I'm glad you're happy Kitty."

He hummed his agreement before opening his eyes as he asked unsure, "You don't, think it's weird?"

She leaned up and kissed him softly, "No." She started to smirk, "That anime obsession you were telling me about though,"

"Hey, it's not an obsession. I'm just passionate." He corrected her instantly, making them both laugh.

Chat suddenly went quiet as he stiffened in her arms, his ears flickering out slightly.

"What's wro-," he put a finger to her lips, shaking his head in silence. He was steadily looking behind her, his voice tense as his eyes trailed along the horizon, "Not now."

She whispered it as she moved a small step closer to him, "An akuma?"

She heard him sniffing the air as he nodded, "I think so."

"Think?" She asked quietly.

He was frowning, "The scent in the air changed slightly. I don't hear anything, and nothing seems out of place, but I'm uneasy all of a sudden."

His arms tightened around her and she told him quickly, "Go. I'll wait for you right here."

"No, I won't leave you here alone." He said seriously as he looked at her again.

"It'll be better if you take a look now and know that no one is there, then stay uneasy for the rest of the night." She told him, knowing that if he didn't do a quick run around the area, their night was no doubt going to be over.

He seemed to be internally debating because he finally groaned and put his hands on either side of her face. "Just in case." Her suit reappeared in a small flash of white as he stared into her eyes, "Two minutes. I'll be right back."

She nodded and he stepped back reluctantly, "Plagg, Claws Out."

A rush of green magic spiraled around him as he donned his usual Chat Noir outfit. "If you see or hear anything,"

"I'll call for you right away." She promised.

He pulled his baton and took off quickly towards the next rooftop. She watched him disappear into the night and sighed heavily. The night had been going so well too.

"Finally, I thought that damn Noir would never leave."

She turned instantly at the familiar voice, seeing the blinding white copy of the black knight who had just left her.

"Blanc." She whispered, taking a step back.

He smirked, "So you do remember me. That's comforting."

She took a deep breath as she stared into his cold blue eyes, "CHA-"

He covered the distance in a second, covering her mouth with an annoyed smirk, "Shhh, don't call the alley cat back just yet." His grip was tight. She could feel the tips of his claws digging into her skin without piercing it, even as her grip on his wrist tightened as she tried to pull him off, "I don't want to hurt you, I just want to talk. If you scream, you'll never see the great black cat again. Got it?"

She nodded, letting her shaking hands drop in defeat, her heart racing in fear as he stared into her eyes.

He waited a few more seconds before letting her go, saying it quickly, "I don't have long but I needed to warn you."

She frowned, trying to sound more confident than she felt, "Warn me?"

"Volpina told me what happened the night she tried to bring you in, about how Noir stepped in and defended you. She said that he was uncharacteristically possessive of you, and that's why I needed to come and warn you." He explained still somewhat cryptically. She didn't understand what he was trying to get at.

"Chat Noir would never hurt me." She tried.

Chat Blanc frowned, "You think that now, because of how he is treating you, because of all of this," he waived a hand carelessly to the beautifully decorated rooftop. He started shaking his head, "Don't let him fool you. The only reason he is treating you this way is because he thinks you are destined to be his Ladybug."

Her eyes widened for a second before she said it, keeping her voice even, "I have as much chance of being Ladybug as anyone else who doesn't have a miraculous yet."

He gave a short huff as he crossed his arms, "I don't know who lied to you, but Ladybug isn't a miraculous that just anyone can get, and certainly not by chance. You don't really think you are the first one to be taken in by the holders to see if you are her, are you? It is never her. A Ladybug hasn't been seen in over two hundred years for a reason that I'm sure they aren't going to share with you."

The question left her unwillingly, "You know why she hasn't been seen?"

He nodded, looking away from her, "My Master discovered the truth, the last Ladybug, she killed her Black Cat to take his Miraculous for herself."

She said it instantly, "I don't believe you. The Miraculous are a set. They are the balance for each other. The other's true other half. Ladybug wouldn't have ever gone after her own black cat!"

He kept going unremorsefully, "It's true, whether you believe it or not. The Ladybug and Black Cat were created as a pair to keep balance, but that doesn't mean they are perfect for each other. They are still flawed humans underneath the magic after all."

She shook her head in denial, "She wouldn't have ever done that. I know it. She didn't have any reason to need his Miraculous that badly."

He looked triumphant as he said it, "Even if it meant bringing back the love of her life who had died defending her?"

She stayed silent, and he said it knowingly, "I bet they didn't tell you that about them. I'd even bet the great black cat himself doesn't know. If the Ladybug and Black Cat are combined and their power is used by one person, unvaried or not, the set will grant a wish that will alter any reality."

"Including turning back death." She whispered as she understood.

He nodded, and she had to know, "Why are you telling me this?"

"You needed to know the truth. Holders only care about secrets, and keeping those secrets. For her act of killing the Black Cat, the Ladybug Miraculous was bound. Its magic is weak and unstable. The only way to undo the binding is for someone with high magic healing abilities to sacrifice themselves. Giving their life the same way the black cat had is the only way to undo the binding and free the Ladybug's true power back into the world. She won't be found again until that binding is undone. The Guardian who brought you in, I'm sure that was his true purpose in offering you a chance with them. He wants your healing powers to grow so that you can be used to bring Ladybug back into the world."

He took a step closer to her, "I could feel the strength of your healing powers. I can feel how strong you are meant to be. That's why I went after you that night, to help you learn to use your power without fear of losing your life for being stronger than any of them."

His eyes were fierce, "These holders are only helping you to meet their own ends. That Black Cat, if he knows the truth, all he cares about is finding out if you are strong enough to sacrifice yourself to free his Ladybug." He lifted a clawed hand towards her face, "He doesn't care about you. He is never going to care about you the way you the way you deserve. He is using you,"

"You're wrong." She said hard, cutting him off as she swatted his hand away before he could touch her, "Chat Noir would never use me that way, none of the holders would. They are my friends and you are an Akuma! You won't turn me against them!"

"Things are never that black and white. You will regret joining them, one day." He said matching her hard tone.

Her response was instant, "Maybe, but even then," she smiled hard, "I'll never join Hawkmoth."

A white static erupted at Blanc's fingertips and she stepped back at the sudden appearance of the magic.

A threatening hiss escaped from Blanc as he jumped back, a familiar dark shadow landing in a crouch in front of her a few feet from where Blanc had been standing.

"Chat Noir." She said relieved.

"M'Lady, are you hurt?" He asked instantly as he stood, brandishing his baton towards Chat Blanc who was staring at Chat Noir in hate.

"I'm fine, he didn't hurt me." She told him quickly.

Chat Noir said it hard, "You have a lot of nerve Blanc."

"More than you do at least Noir." Chat Blanc said with smirk, his eyes never leaving Chat Noir's as the magic faded from his hand, "She knows the truth now, that's all that matters. I'll come back for her soon enough, and she'll come with me on her own," his smirk turned wicked, "and it will be all your fault."

Chat Noir rushed forward angrily, but Chat Blanc stopped Chat Noir's baton with one of his own. They pushed off from each other and Blanc jumped back onto the tall chimney behind him, saying it tauntingly, "You really think it's smart to leave her alone a second time, kitten?"

Chat Noir turned back to her quickly in fear and she watched wide eyed as Chat Blanc disappeared like vapor into thin air. Chat looked back almost right away at her expression to see that Blanc was gone.

His baton fell out of his hand as he rushed back over to her, scooping her up into his arms. She hugged him tightly, trying to calm him down as his shaking vibrated through her, "Shh, I've got you Kitty. I'm okay, we're okay."

His arms tightened around her as he breathed in deeply, keeping his face buried in her hair, "I should have never left. I should have never let him get that close to you ever again. If he had hurt you,"

"He didn't." She whispered, closing her eyes as she laid her head over his frantically beating heart, "I'm okay. I'm fine."

He started rubbing his face in her hair, "He touched your face, didn't he? His scent is on you."

She stayed quiet and she felt a low growl rumble in his chest, "Wait until I get a hold of that mangey,"

She put her hands on either side of his face, making him look at her, "Kitty, I am okay."

She felt some of the tension leave his body, his eyes softening slightly as he stared at her. "Okay?" She asked a little firmer.

He nodded, looking down slightly, "I'm so sorry."

"You couldn't have known that Blanc was going to be out tonight." She said.

"I could have been better prepared. I could have made sure someone was patrolling the area. I'm such an idiot. I didn't even,"

"Chat." She said sternly, watching as he looked up at her in shock, "This wasn't your fault, and you are NOT an idiot."

"Blanc knew you were going to be out tonight m'lady. We made these plans this morning. Was there anyone besides the friends you hung out with this afternoon who knew you were going out tonight?" He asked worried.

"No, it was just them." She reassured him.

He sighed heavily, "Damn it, these Akuma ruin everything."

"Don't let them." She whispered in hope.

He let his forehead fall against hers lightly, closing his eyes, "I'm trying, but I'm in a losing fight." She could see the pain on his face as he moved back and asked her, "What truth was he talking about?"

She felt herself tense and he frowned even more, "M'lady?"

"That's, something we probably need to talk about with Master." She said truthfully.

He sucked in a sudden shocked breath before looking over at the table absolutely defeated. "It's that bad?"

"I don't know. I don't know how true it can be." She admitted reluctantly.

"Blanc is a liar." Chat Noir said without hesitation.

They stood in silence for a minute before Chat broke, "I should, get you home."

"Can I take the Chat Noir express this time?" She asked trying to get him to smile again.

To her luck, he smiled at her softly, "Anything for m'lady."

He knelt in front of her the way he had the first time. She put her arms around his neck and he lifted her up easily. The run back to her balcony was quiet, and all too soon he was setting her down again.

The second he deactivated her suit and turned back to her he said it again, "I really am sorry that our night was ruined m'lady."

She hugged him tightly, "It wasn't ruined. Tonight, was one of the best I've ever had."

He rested his head on top of hers, "You are just trying to make me feel better."

"Is it working?"

He chuckled slightly, unamused, "Not in the slightest."

"Hmm," she mused to herself before looking up at him, watching as he raised an eyebrow at her.

She smiled and lifted herself up on her toes, kissing him softly. She pulled back slightly and asked again, "How about now?"

He started to smirk, "Nope."

She kissed him again a little longer, pulling back when his grip started to tighten, "Even now?"

He said it quickly, "Even now."

She pulled him closer and kissed him passionately. He melted against her, tightening his hold as he became aware of her hands in his hair. This girl would be the end of him. He had never thought it was possible to become so enchanted by anyone. Having her in his arms felt right, like she was meant to be there.

And for the first time since he had ever heard the name, Ladybug hadn't crossed his mind once.

He pulled away from her, out of a pure instinctive need to breathe. He smiled brightly, seeing her just as out of breath as he was.

"And, how about now Kitty?" She asked breathless.

"Best night I've ever had in my life." He whispered, watching as her eyes sparked in joy.

He finally let his arms fall from around her, asking softly as he took her hand, "Do you think, maybe we could try this again? Sans Akuma's."

She blushed slightly but nodded as she squeezed his hand, "I'd like that."

He smiled happily, lifting her hand to kiss it, "The second I have another free night."

"I look forward to it." She said, her happiness matching his own.

He jumped up onto the rail and said it softly, "Good night m'lady."

"Good night Kitty." She whispered happily.

She watched him disappear into the night, and said it to herself.

Chat Noir would never use her. He was different than other guys. He would never hurt her. Blanc was wrong.

He had to be.

...

Chat Blanc walked into the hidden room, the masked man standing at the large round window didn't turn around.

He only waited a second before the man asked, "Did you find her?"

"Of course." He said easily, "The seed is planted but Noir is still protecting her."

"He is a problem that will be easily dealt with in time. The girl will be the key to his downfall. Thanks to her, that cat will hand over his Miraculous willingly, and we'll be one step closer to achieving our goal." The man stated confidently.

Blanc pointed it out against his better judgment, "And if we are wrong about her? If she's not the girl you think she is,"

"I know it is her." The masked man chuckled darkly, "Unless you think I suddenly can't read the mark of my own power."

Blanc stiffened slightly, "No sir, of course not. I'm just, worried by the reading I got on her just now. Her magic is still low, barely seeping out in small tendrils. They are trying to increase her power for sure, but with your seal in place,"

"She'll be easily manipulated when the time is right." The masked man said cutting him off, "It has been feeding on her negativity for almost ten years, further sealing her powers. The more negativity she succumbs to, the stronger it becomes."

"And Adrien? Your son has been hanging out with the girl more. In high school it wasn't a big deal because she avoided him, and your seal caused her to be 'forgettable'. Now, he has been going out of his way to walk her home on nights they stay at Gabriel late, and it isn't a good idea to let him get that close."

The man said it amused, "Afraid he'll steal the affections of the little bug?"

Blanc said it hard, "That's not it. You are planning on turning her into my Anti-Bug, she will be mine one way or another. I'm saying that we need to be careful with her in the meantime. Letting any of her sealed magic rise in strength will start breaking through the seal if her magic is really as strong as you remember." Blanc said annoyed.

The masked man said it easily, "The seal will hold. As for my son, Adrien won't get pulled into this mess of magic. He is as blinded as any unvaried. The girl will be a passing acquaintance to him, nothing more."

Blanc huffed unconvinced, and the man turned around to face him. He kept both hands resting on his purple staff, saying it hard, "With the Ladybug and Black Cat Miraculous in our possession, and the wish fulfilled, it won't matter what Adrien thinks of her." The man began to smile, "Now, I think it's time we began the next phase, if you want your little anti-bug so badly."

Blanc nodded, "If that is your desire. I'll make sure everyone is prepared and then we'll proceed as you wish, Hawkmoth."


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