The kiss was soft, wet and warming. I don't know why I did it, but I just couldn't help myself and I know I'd do it again in a heartbeat.
As we pull away I can see Chat is going through a similar internal struggle regarding what just happened, however I can also see that he enjoyed it.
"How's the pain feel?" I ask him, pulling the yo-yo away and looking at his cut.
"It's errr... it's ok." Chat stutters. I giggle.
"What wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He gives me a little laugh at my pun.
"Touché" wincing, he pulls himself up into a sitting position.
"Are you sure you're ok doing that? Do you need to lie down some more?"
I was worried about him overdoing it. The cut looked like it had been open a while and he'd lost a lot of blood.
"I'm fine honestly, you saved me." He looks down at his leg and examines it. "What did you put on me? It seems to have healed it slightly."
I take out my yo-yo and show him.
"I used this when I got caught out by the fireball. It doesn't heal it completely but it seems to create a new layer of skin." Chat looks at my yo-yo and starts to slide down to one side.
"Chat? Chat? Are you ok? Chat?"
I help him down onto the floor and rest his head on my lap. I drag my fingers through his hair and he starts to purr.
Deep in the meadow, under the willow.
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow.
Lay down your head, and close your eyes.
And when they open, the sun will rise.
"I recognise that song." A rumbling comes from Chat's throat as he speaks. His eyes remaining closed.
Looking at him, I see such a beautiful face underneath his mask. Strong cheek bones, large alluring eyes and a exquisite jawline. He really was stunning. I guess he's from District 1 or 2, no one from the lower districts would look this handsome.
"Shhhhh ... sleep now Chat. You need to rest, you lost so much blood."
"You will stay with me?" He asks.
"Always." I reply.
He settles down onto the floor and cuddles in on himself, just like a cat.
When I'm sure he's asleep I silently creep out the cave and look for food and drink.
I find a couple of rocks and chisel into them with stones to make cups. I fill them up in the stream outside the cave and take them back inside.
Chat is still fast asleep in an adorable position. I leave his drink by his side and look for his weapon.
I see it attached to his back and gently pull it away. I take a quick look to see if I can work it but it seems I have to be Chat Noir to activate its ability to extend.
I place it back where it came from taking care not to wake up my little kitty and venture out again in order to find food.
The sun begins to set and I make my way back to the cave with a couple of rabbits and some berries. It's silent and tranquil, if I hadn't have lived through it I wouldn't believe the events of today hadn't actually happened.
A canon fires throws me back into reality.
"Chat!" I scream and run back towards the cave. I can feel myself begin to break. I can't lose anyone else.
"Ladybug! Ladybug, calm down! I'm here, I'm ok." He engulfs me into a hug and I break down in tears.
"I thought someone had killed you. I can't lose anyone else today. What are you doing out the cave? You're injured!"
His strong hands position on my shoulders.
"Hey, calm down. I'm right here. It was getting dark and you weren't with me. I was worried." He continues to hug onto me. As if he's grasping for life himself.
"I've got some food," I explain "can you make a fire?"
A playful smile comes back.
"Of course m'lady!"
We make our way back to the cave and start preparing the food by attacking it with sharp stones.
Chat is busy making a fire inside the cave. After the food is prepared I go and find some leaves to cover the entrance to our cave to stop the smoke from emanating out and revealing our location.
The food wasn't too bad. The animals cooked well and filled us both up. What I wouldn't do for a macaron right at this moment.
"A macaron? Really?"
"Did I just say that out loud?" They both laughed.
"Thank you for getting all the food. It's the best I've eaten since the games started."
"You're welcome chaton."
"Oooo talking French are we Bugaboo. Perhaps we should try kissing like the French too." He pouts at me and I push his face away from mine.
The anthem strikes through the air and we both go out to see who the fallen tributes are. I don't want to watch but I know that I need to see for myself if Adrien had been killed.
The images of the fallen tributes appear in the air. I watch through those of the lower number districts and then tense as it gets to District 11.
I feel Chat grab my hand and give it a squeeze as her de-transformation is played above us. I then start to shake uncontrollably. I let go of Chat and stumble back into the cave.
I sit in the corner and hold onto my knees, rocking backwards and forwards. I can't ... I don't want to ... my heart is breaking and my soul is gone.
Chat runs in and sits next to me.
"Ladybug, look at me. Please just look at me. What's wrong?"
"Ad - Ad - Adrien! I can't ..." the sobs wreck my body and I lean into Chat grabbing hold of whatever I can.
He hugs onto me and starts to rock, he shh's me and strokes my hair.
"Ladybug, Adrien didn't appear on the tribute list. He's still alive!"
"How do you know? They might have just missed him off, or they might be playing with me. I was the one who was meant to die! Not Adrien. Not handsome, sweet, caring ..." Chat's lips covered mine and for the second time that day we were kissing.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and we sunk to the floor. I pushed my hands through his soft hair and grabbed onto him for my life. His hands wound around my waist and butterflies were going crazy in my stomach.
We break away and stare at each other.
"Thank you." I say completely lost for words.
"Your welcome," he responds.
I lay my head on his chest, the purring in his throat soothes my depressive state. The weather began to change and the winds picked up. The layout of the cave meant we didn't catch too much of the breeze, but we both new a storm was approaching.
We stayed there for a while until Chat broke the silence.
"Tell me something about your childhood." He's stroking my hair and talking in a calm voice.
"What do you want to know?" I respond. We're not meant to discuss our private lives, as we're not supposed to know who's behind the mask.
"Anything you're willing to tell me."
I thought about things that no one would know. This would be the safest conversations to have.
"When I was little, probably no more than five years old, my father took me on a walk through our district. I used to love going out with my father, he was so kind and caring, he would do anything for anyone. Anyway he took me on this walk and we ended up outside a shop which sold toys. We weren't wealthy enough to buy too many additional extras, so when my father said we could go in and I could buy a small toy I was elated.
I walked around and looked at every single thing in there. The big, the small, the dolls, the stuffed toys ... everything. There were so many toys in the shop, I remember thinking to myself I had to make sure I took my time and chose the right one for the right reason. I didn't want to use all the money my father had with him as that wasn't fair.
I looked and looked and then suddenly hiding in the corner I saw this little bracelet. It had a red string with little charms on it. I was taken. My father asked the shop owner and she had no idea it was even in there. She gave it to us for free. She said it could be my lucky charm for in the future. My father asked if I wanted anything else but I declined. I loved my bracelet and was attached to it.
I forgot to wear it the day he died. I've always believed it may have been the reason why it happened. It's never left my side since. Well until I came into here."
"That's beautiful Ladybug. Did you bring it to the reaping?"
"Yes. Also I had it in my jacket pocket when I made my way to the prep room, the day we entered the arena ." I answered truthfully. I wish I had it on now.
Chat continued to stroke my head. My head rising and falling with each of his deep breathes. The smell of leather was comforting, and his heat radiated through the suit.
The wind outside was now joined by the pattering of rain. It looked as though we were going to be stuck in here a while.
"Tell me something about your childhood, Kitty ."
He laughed.
"I love the nicknames m'lady." He kissed my head and I melted further into him.
"Well I never originally came from the district I was reaped in. I'm not actually sure how I ended up there but I think it might be something to do with my mother. I've been thinking a lot about it actually over the past couple of weeks. I feel as though I was fated to be part of the games."
"Do you mean you think it was deliberate you're in the arena?" I asked.
"No, more like something pulled me in. Perhaps it's to do with the girl that I'm in here with, though let's not talk about that."
My heart flutters at this mention, could he be? No, surely not!
He continues on with his story and the rain begins to increase intensity inside.
"I remember my mother. She was beautiful and courageous. My father wasn't the most likeable of men but she made him tolerable. My father always had anger issues and one evening I heard a horrendous argument going on downstairs in my home. I could have only been about four years old.
I wandered out of my room and slowly edged to the top of the flight of stairs. The light was on in the kitchen and I remember seeing the two shadows moving around. I was sure it was my mother and father.
A noise echoed through the hallway and I walked further down the stairs to look into the kitchen. My mother was bleeding. I remember her blood was everywhere. Her mouth, ears, arms and legs ..." something dropped onto my head and I realised it was a tear.
I stretch up and wipe Chat's cheeks.
"You don't have to continue if you don't want to." I look into his eyes and see determination.
"No I want too. I feel like this has been trying to break away from me for a while and it might be my last opportunity to tell my story. He'd messed her up badly. As I stepped into the kitchen I saw him grab her hair and slam his knee into her head. She collapsed to the floor. I have no idea if she was dead or just knocked unconscious.
My father marched up to me demanding to know what I was doing, then it all went black. I woke up in a different room, a different house and a different district. I have no idea where my mother is and haven't heard from my father."
I could feel myself shedding silent tears along with Chat. I left them fall matching dampness of the rain outside.
I was jolted up when a noise made a sound outside the cave entrance. I crawled to see what it was, yo-yo at the ready. I reach out and grab a silver parachute attached to a cloche. I take it back in and settle it down on the floor.
I pull off the lid and catch hold of the note. I read it quietly to myself.
Don't you think your kitty deserves a kiss.
I know this is from Fu and I know what he's indicating. If we want sponsors we need to keep playing the devoted couple. Romeo and Juliet.
Under the lid of the cloche is the most delicious display of macarons.
"Lady's first." Chat signalled for me to go ahead.
If the audience want more kisses and heat then that's what I was going to give them.
"I choose ... you." I say, moving to sit on his lap and take his lips with mine.
There's no hesitation as he starts to kiss me back.