After watching Rocketear, I wanted to cry. I love Adrien/Chat Noir. He's my favorite character! But I hate that he's being left out. I feel like Alya knowing Ladybug's identity is a good thing because she'll help Marinette get over Adrien. And fall for CN. Mari dated Luka, and it didn't work out. (YASS I hate Lukanette) So Alya will help Marinette realize her felines *wink* for Chat Noir. Enjoy this one shot and leave a review. Should I write a sequel? I just needed closure for Rocketear!

"Hey Kitty," Ladybug said to Chat Noir one day during patrol.

"Hey Ladybug." Chat Noir replied, not bothering to look up at Ladybug. He peered at his boots like they were the most interesting thing in the world.

Ladybug frowned, is something wrong? You didn't make a single pun, and you didn't call me Bugaboo, or My Lady, or any other silly nickname. Why?"

"Oh, that's because I realized that you don't like it. So y'know, I figured that I'd stop. Instead of being brushed aside every single time." He remarked, dryly.

Ladybug's heart ached at the choice of words. "I wish I could love you in that way, Chaton. I—

"This is about your feelings, Ladybug." Chat Noir told her coldly. "This is how you don't trust me enough to tell me, how you keep secrets from me, and how all the rules only apply to me."

Oh, he found out I told someone my identity. "Listen, I know I told me best friend my identity but—"

"Wow, you didn't even tell me that." Chat barked a harsh laugh.

"Kitty, what has gotten into you?" She cupped his face.

"Nothing M'lady." He sighed. Reverting a bit like his old self. "It's just that I feel like you don't trust me enough. You said that our identities needed to remain a secret, so why can Rena Rouge and Carapace know each other's identities and we can't?"

Ladybug opened her mouth to speak.

"Listen," Chat continued. "This isn't about identities, but about trust. I feel like you can't trust me with anything. I'm not telling you to reveal our identities. But just, everything that's been going on. I feel useless, I feel like a sidekick."

"Alya is still Rena Rouge, but we convinced Shadowmoth that she isn't. So know, she is an undercover heroine by the name of Rena Furtive."

"That's it?" Chat was gobsmacked. "But LB, why can't we know our identities? If Nino and Alya can, then—"

"Chat Noir, our identities—"

"Wait!" A new voice yelled.

Marinette Agreste had the purrfect life. She was the head designer at Agreste Fashions, she had a wonderful husband, and she was pregnant. Not to mention that she got to save Paris from evil with her partner, who happened to be the love of her life, A.K.A. Adrien Agreste.

That husband who she was cuddling with on their couch. She sat their, in contended silence, wondering how to break the news of her pregnancy to Adrien.

Suddenly, two hands covered her eyes. She patted the spot (hehe, spot) next to her, searching for her husband. But he wasn't there. That explained the hands over her eyes.

Slowly, Adrien tied a dark blue scarf over her eyes, to replace his hands as he fished for something.

Marinette tilted her head in confusion.

"Happy Anniversary, My Lady."

"Huh?"

"We revealed our identities today. Meow-ch. Don't tell me mew furgot, mew just hurt my felines."

Marinette groaned at the overuse of puns. She was about to say something, but was interrupted by the feeling of cold metal against her collarbone. She grazed her finger along her neck, feeling a necklace that felt, waaaaaaaaay to expensive.

Soft fingers untied the scarf and she looked around to find out that their entire living room had been decorated with yellow and pink lights.

Instantly, tears welled up in Marinette's eyes as she reached up to embrace her husband. She was speechless. Only one thing ran through her brain, Iloveyou, Iloveyou, Iloveyou, Ilov—"

Adrien kissed her. She was transported back to their first kiss again, three years ago, when they were just teenagers in love. Well, they were still teenagers in love. But that time, they were dating. Now they were married.

After reprimanding Adrien for buying her a super expensive gift, and then staring at the gift for a good, ten minutes. Marinette remembered something.

"Wait!" A new voice yelled.

Ladybug and Chat Noir turned around to see Marinette and Adrien. Adrien looked like he did now, but his hair was a bit longer, not long enough to be in a ponytail though and he was taller. And he looked awkward.

Marinette, however. Looked angry, and different. Her hair had grew out more, almost reaching her waist. She was also taller, only by an inch or two.

"Who are you?" Ladybug tried to keep her voice steady.

"I'm Marinette Ag—"

"And I'm Adrien!" Adrien butted in, shooting Marinette a look. They couldn't spoil the future!

"Don't say your identities have to remain a secret. Please." Marinette said. "We don't know who you guys are, but we know that you two, know each other's identities. Ladybug you have to stop hurting Chat Noir. He's your entire world! You love him more than anything else. In fact, it was publicly announced that Ladybug is expecting her first baby."

Adrien whipped his head and shot a meaningful look at Ladybug. "W-what?" He stuttered.

"Yeah, Adrien." Marinette said. "Didn't you read the news?"

Adrien was speechless.

Ladybug and Chat Noir were blushing like crazy.

"Reveal your guys' identities, today." Marinette winked. Grabbing Adrien's hand and leading them to the portal Bunnix had opened for them. "Trust me, no one will be disappointed."

Okay guys, so I need help. Should I write more? I really want to, but idk, it's up to you guys. If you want, I could write about the reveal. In the next chapter. Leave a review and PM me if you have ideas for a story that you want to write. Requests are always welcome. Unless it's Adrigami or Lukanette. I hate those ships. I am strictly LOVEQUARE SHIPS! Anyways, I hope you enjoyed reading!