Marinette should've known Chat would visit her after her not-a-date date with Luka. Of course that mangy cat would come along. But she had the upper hand here, she won the bet, although winning the bet meant that her mood was oh so not high. So the moment the blond mop of hair even dared to enter into her room while she could hear him say with a chuckle "You better have my money ready.", she had posed her hand in wait. The blond just stared at her, looking as dumb and confused like she had never seen him before.

"What?" She just glanced down at her hand and motioned at him to hurry up. He just extended his own hand and smirked. "Oh, nope, I'm sure I'm the winner in this bet." Winning this particular bet didn't make her happy, any other she'd be dancing around the room for being able to snag five euros from her partner, but this time it came at the cost of knowledge that Luka might not be into her. Granted, whatever he was about to say was interrupted by an akuma, but still let a girl wallow about it.

"No, kitty. I've won this time. You owe me five euros." She moved her fingers, motioning to hurry up with the soon-to-be- hers' money. His jaw slackened in surprise. "No, seriously?" He looked down trying to look into her eyes, while she kept avoiding his gaze. "Mari, I seriously thought he would like you, I mean he offered to pick you up."

"Well, he didn't ask me out today, I mean there was a point where I felt like he was going to ask me but an akuma attack interrupted it," Chat lifted an eyebrow. "but that's just technicalities, you know? You owe me five bucks still." She grinned up at him, hoping her eyes didn't leave any hint of insecurity. He just grinned back as he ruffled up her hair, who does he think I am? A little kid?

"I'm sure he'll ask you the next time you go out. And since I did say today I guess you technically won this time" She lifted her hand as she tried to put back into place her hair that now laid in disarray. "Want to bet on it? I don't mind getting more money."

"As tempting as it sounds to get my money back, because Princess I'm sure I'd win the second round. I'll have to pass." He grinned sheepishly as he just low fived her hand that still waited for the money. She glared at him, "you didn't bring any money, did you?"

"I didn't bring any money." She looked up and down at him, as if her stare could make the note show up. "Guess I'll have to postpone your macaroons then."

"What? No, come on Mari. That was for your hair, besides you wouldn't let a kitten like me starve." He looked up at him with those puppy dog eyes, or well was it better to call it kitty eyes? She could barely look at him straight on as he just looked to become even more adorable. Was that even allowed? But she'd die before ever admitting it to Chat.

"Gee, stop doing that, gross. You can have the macaroons, only if you stop that." He straightened up in a flash. Woah, amazing acting chops right there.

"Come on, let's play Ultimate Mecha Strike while you stuff your face like a pig." He chuckled at her words as he let her pull him by his arm.

She grabbed a controller once she reached her desk, before passing it to Chat. She'd make him pay for not bringing the bet money today, of course she'd make him pay in friendly competition. She had to admit they were both pretty evenly matched, it made her happy to find someone who could play like this with her. Granted, she wasn't playing dirty… yet. But she decided that needed to change soon.

She slowly moved her chair so that he wouldn't notice her strategy. She quickly looked at him, smiling when he seemed to pay no mind to her proximity. She leaned a little so she got closer and just when he was about to make a complex move meant to decimate her character she pushed her elbow against his forearm, just with enough force for him to trip up in his combo.

"Hey! That's cheating!" As he lost momentum from his failed combo, she pulled off her own combo that managed to K.O. his character.

He turned towards her, as he playfully glared at her, a dangerous tilt in his gaze as he moved his hands towards her. It took her too long to figure out his intentions, because all it could register the next second was his hands on her. It was hellish the way his hands ran up and down her sides. She tried to hold in her laughter as his unrelenting fingers kept tickling her, but this only seemed to spur Chat on as he grinned even more devilishly and not before long her voice came out in gasps.

"No, Chat. Stop, GAHHH" her voice broke out in loud laughter. "Chat, OMG. I can't breathe." He took away his hands away from her so she could breathe, but before she could even fully calm down he was tickling her again.

"CHAT, HAVE MERCY." She was sure her laughter must have caught her parents' attention, but they were kind of used to her laughing on her own. But then he suddenly leaned too close to her as he tried to reach other ticklish places, and then she could feel herself fall and the sound of her chair as it tumbled down with her and Chat.

Marinette felt her breath get stuck at her throat, eyes wide open in alarm. Her parents definitely wouldn't ignore the crash. She heard the familiar sound of steps going up to her room. "Chat, hide in my bed, cover yourself with the sheets. Stay hidden, until I tell you it's safe, okay?" He nodded before scrambling off her and going up to her bed.

"Honey, are you okay?" Her mom had fully gone up the stairs but still hadn't opened the hatchdoor. "Yeah, mom. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Her mom pushed against the door, only to find that it was locked. How could she forget that she had locked it?

"Marinette? Did you lock the door?" Her mom's voice had a worried tone to it. She walked to the door, glancing up at where she knew Chat was laying making sure that the lump wasn't visible. Good, he was well hidden.

She unlocked the door, but didn't move aside so her mom wouldn't investigate too much. But clearly, that never stopped any mother ever. She moved to the side as Sabine motioned to enter her room. "Sorry, mom. I just forgot to unlock it after I was finished changing." Her mom didn't seem to buy her excuse as she stared at her as if she could find the truth on her face, maybe she could.

"You know, Marinette… I know it's awkward to hear this from your mother, but it's okay if there are moments when you need to take care of your needs. It's totally normal for teens your age. I understand if you need to lock the door for that, just umm-" Was her mother talking about she thought she was talking about?

Her eyes practically bulged out of her head when she remembered that Chat was right there in the room, no doubt listening to the conversation. The mortification and embarrassment she felt as her mom kept prattling on about adolescent hormones was enough for her to wish the ground would just open up and eat her alive.

"Marinette, are you okay?" How could she even look at her mother's eyes? "I know it's really embarrassing to hear one's parents talk about this, so I'll let you go now. Just you know, don't feel ashamed about something that's completely natural."

"Yeah, thanks maman." Sabine turned around with a tiny smile that wrinkled her eyes ever so slightly.

"Bye, sweetie." Once her mom had made herself scarce she slowly turned around. She could see the lump on her bed shake in laughter. She grabbed one of her dolls and threw at him. "Oh shut up!" He peeked his head out of the sheets, a wide grin gracing his lips.

"But why should you be ashamed, Princess. It's only natural." She wanted to wipe from his face his shit-eating grin.

"Can we please not have fun at my expense?" He got out of her bed, quickly climbing down from the loft. "I don't know, I think it's pretty funny."

"Ha ha. It's not." He leaned down, getting close to her. "Aww, is my little pwincess embarrassed?"

"Call me that again and I'll throw you something bigger than that doll." He grinned as he stepped back from her. "Okay, want to keep playing?"

"Nah, let's just watch a movie." She moved to take her phone, grabbing her phone, and pulled some extra pillows and blanket from the closet. She started climbing the loft up to her bed when she saw that Chat was still standing where she had left him. "Are you going to stay there or do I need to haul your ass up here?" Her words seemed to take him from his reverie as he moved almost immediately, laughing all the way up to her bed.

The next morning, Marinette was glad she hadn't made that second bet with Chat, because she had barely crossed the entrance of the college when she saw Luka waiting. She sure hadn't expected the musician to appear at the bottom of the collège's stairs, but it was definitely nice and welcome surprise.

She got closer to him as she greeted him, "Hey, Luka. Here for Juleka?"

"Hey, Marinette." He held his elbow with one of his hands as he looked down at her. "I was actually waiting here for you." A blush spread across her cheeks, suddenly feeling happy about his presence. "Umm, so I was thinking…" He seemed so nervous that it made her wonder what was going on exactly, she wasn't sure what to make of it, Luka always seemed like such a self-assured and moderately confident guy.

She lifted her arm, laying her hand on his shoulder in reassurance. "Luka, it's okay, you can tell me anything you know."

"Right. I had wanted to tell you this yesterday, but-" he interrupted his sentence with a small laugh, understanding between the two filling the space of what he didn't finish saying.

"I'm listening." Her head shifted to the side in expectation as he tried to find the words that he wanted to say.

"Marinette, would you go on a date with me?" his words made the air leave her lungs in surprise, stunned and gleeful. She knew that she was staring still and hadn't answered yet, but could anyone blame her?

She felt like she was in the ninth cloud. A date! She just got asked to her first date ever (let's be honest the Evillustrator date didn't count.)

"I know you probably have feelings for Adrien still, but I'm willing to wait until you're ready, just tell me if you're not ready." His face was calm but she could hear the light edge of nervousness in his words.

Taking in air after who knows how long, she tried to calm her excitement. "Yeah, that'd be great, Luka. I'd really like that." Her voice had come off in a pitch slightly higher than usual, but she had to give herself props for not stuttering.

His smile was instant as relief washed over him. "So is Saturday okay?"

"Sunday, I have an arrangement with Alya since a few days ago. Is Sunday okay for you?"

"Yeah, it's great. Guess I'll you Sunday?"

"Well, tomorrow actually cause Kitty Section's band practice, remember?" He laughed at her words, slowly walking away from her, still facing her. "Yeah, how could I forget my band's practice? What a dunce, right?" They both laughed as they waved their hands in goodbye. "See you later!" Her smile widened as he gave one last glance.

Once he was out of sight, Marinette did a small dance before making a small jump in celebration. "Yes, first date, here we come!" Could life be any more perfect right now. It'd sure be a hell of a lot more perfect if it were Adrien. Gahh, technicalities, technicalities. Adrien was her friend, and it would stay that way, she just had to let her feelings catch up with the notion.

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That night, when she heard the familiar thump on her balcony she sprang up running from her desk to meet with her guest.

Chat had barely stepped inside when she was already pulling him down her loft and unto the main area of her room. She sat him down at her chaise and with the biggest smile she could muster.

"Guess what?" His brow arched in confusion. "What?" Her shoulders slumped as she sighed as she tried to contain her excitement. "No, Chat! You have to guess!" Pensive in thought he gave all the possibilities of what could make her so happy.

"You finally got offered an internship by a famous fashion designer." His grin showed how satisfied he was with his answer, and now Marinette felt like her excitement didn't quite reach the levels that they would if she had been offered such an opportunity. "No, Chat. Though hearing you say that has definitely made my excitement go down a notch or two."

"It wasn't that? Okay, I give up. What happened then?" She had a devilish grin as she got closer to him.

"I got asked out on a date!"

"Woah! Who asked you?" With her grin still in place, she made a little dance before calming down and clasping her hands. "Luka." Confusion settled into Chat's features milliseconds after she uttered her date's name.

"Him?"

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To say he was confused would have been an understatement. "Luka," She said. He hadn't even been thinking when he uttered the next word.

"Him?"

The noise had sounded foreign. He felt like the friend that gave advice for nothing. What had been all their talks been for? Did it really matter however how it made him feel? It made him feel bad for his friend, yet also joyful that she was finally going to receive the love she deserved.

"Yeah, what about it?" He looked up at her frowning face, confused at his lack of glee for her.

"Nothing, sorry. I'm glad for you, Luka's a great guy." Her head tilted as she looked at him with a small glare. "You know him?"

He unconsciously lifted his hand to grab at his neck in a nervous mannerism, "Well, I've saved him a few times. He's always been very cordial." A small smile spread across her lips, and at the sight he let out a breath he didn't even know he had been holding.

"Do you always remember the names of everyone you save?" He hadn't expected that kind of question, and he knew that he couldn't lie because no, he didn't know the names of everyone he saved. So, he lied, "No, not everyone. Just some of them, at least the ones that have either helped me or something."

"Luka's helped you?" Her eyes were glinting in curiosity and he knew he had dug a hole he had no way of getting out without a good lie. "Yeah, I did. Anyways, so I just came here really quickly to-"

"Oh no, you're in a hurry, and I've kept you here. I'm so sorry." He chuckled at how sorry she looked. "No, it's nothing like that." He shrugged before continuing, "I just didn't want to take too much of your time because I left pretty late last night and it was a school night."

"Oh, that's fine. I totally don't mind it, besides I'm a night owl." She grinned up at him before a slight grimace started to form, "unless of course I'm keeping you up too long, I get it."

"Nah, it's fine." She nodded happily, "So, what did you come here for today? I mean, you said you came here for something?"

"Oh yeah, but considering you forgot about it maybe I should just keep my money." He slowly pulled out a five euro note from one of the pockets on his suit. The look of sudden realization on her face almost made him laugh loudly, but he reigned over it.

"Nuh uh, give me the money." He grinned as he lifted his arm, keeping the note far too high for the petite girl to reach. "You'll have to reach it first." In turn the bluenette glared at him as she jumped as high as she could, but he didn't notice when suddenly She was somehow clinbing up his body and with her legs around his torso she stretched and grabbed the note from his hand.

She looked down at him with a proud smirk, and if it weren't for the fact that she just used him like a freaking tree he'd be more impressed. "Ok, you monkey, get down now." Immediately she let go and fell on her feet in front of him.

"Bet you didn't consider that one." What was up with Marinette and her love for bets? Although he couldn't deny how funny it all was.

"I didn't, but that should be considered cheating, I should like take my money back." Marinette made the motion to move away from him before turning around and hiding the note in her desk.

"Not on my watch, not if I can help it." With a laugh, she sat down on her chaise, motioning for him to sit alongside her. "Chat, how's life?"

He bit his lip to stop the budding laughter that wanted to come out at such an out of place question. "It's good, besides getting stolen out of five euros."

"How's school for you?" He knew about Lila's 'war' against Marinette, and he wasn't sure exactly what the brunette had been up to lately.

"It's good, just the usual." He noticed the way she turned her head avoiding his gaze as she said that. "You sure?" At that she just nodded, finally looking up at him.

"You know you can tell me anything, right? Whether it'd be funny, crazy, stupid, whatever." A bright smile graced her smile pushing her cheeks up making her eyes look smaller than usual. "Yeah, I'm now going to make you regret ever saying that. Now you're going to have to listen to all my crazy rants."

He chuckled lightly at that, "I wouldn't expect any less from you."

Next chapter will be another Adrigami date. Alya and Marinette also going out, who knows what might happen. And finally, the first Lukanette date. Some misconceptions will be cleared between Chat and Mari.

Did I change the dollars on the last and this chapter to euros? yes, yes I did. My brain forgot while writing this that they're in France, and thus use euros. So like now I'm correct, I guess.

P.S. I totally forgot yesterday was Sunday, so that's why I posted it today. Oops! I did write a bit more than was going to be up tomorrow, so I guess it's better?