Three stories updated simultaneously in one day! (okay, so this was updated ten minutes past midnight, but hey, they're within a span of 24 hrs so it still counts as a day!) Whoo… oh well, I set this up for myself so no excuses there..

Anyway, adorkable Adrien is the best! I hope you'll like this chapter! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own miraculous ladybug nor its characters, only this story.


Adrien walked from class to class in a daze, the lectures passing from one ear to the other, unprocessed and forgotten. Before he knew it, the day had passed by in a blur and he was waiting outside for the car while the revelation whirled around his brain.

Marinette is Ladybug

He shook his head. She only said some things that were similar to his lady. How could she be her?

But don't the miraculous work in mysterious ways? Another side of him – the Chat Noir side of him – said with hope. Maybe it is her, but there was just a mist that hung over everyone's eyes, obscuring the obvious and making them see what's in front of them but at the same time, not.

Through all of this internal turmoil, Nino just watched his bestfriend in bemused silence. More than once or twice, he had to pull Adrien out of the way so as not to bump into people. Maybe he's still in shock from Marinette's fierce explosion.

Just his luck, Marinette and Alya came out from around the bend.

"Oh! Nino and Adrien!" Alya said loudly. "Are you two going home?"

"Yup." Nino piped up. He looked over at Adrien (who was still out of it) and elbowed him.

Adrien snapped out of his daze and locked eyes with Marinette. Nino watched with interest and suspicion as Adrien's cheeks turned red. The way he looked at Marinette was the same way he looked at Ladybug that Jackady day.

Nino elbowed him again. "Dude."

"Oh! Um, bye Marinette!" Adrien blurted out.

Marinette squeaked out a goodbye and dragged Alya away to her home. Once Adrien realized what had happened, they were already gone. He sighed. "Do you think she hates me?"

"Marinette doesn't hate anyone." Nino said. "Well, aside from Chloé. But don't worry. She doesn't hate you, man. The opposite actually."

Adrien looked at him in confusion. "What d'you mean?"

Nino grinned. He wondered how much he could reveal to this oblivious boy before Alya killed him. "Nah. Don't worry about it, dude. Just worry about Chat Noir."

Adrien's heart skipped a beat. Did Nino notice something about his alter ego? "What about Chat Noir?"

"He might steal Marinette away."

Adrien choked. He held out a hand as he beat his chest a few times. Nino looked at him in worry. "You okay, dude?"

"I-I'm fine." Adrien managed to say. He saw the car pull up in front of the school and waved goodbye at Nino. "See you tomorrow, Nino."

Nino gave him a two fingered salute and watched the car drive away. He blinked a few times then shrugged. Occasionally some weird days would occur and seems like today was one of them.

"Marinette is Ladybug." Adrien whispered out at the ceiling of his room as he lay on the bed, his head still in a woozy state from his friend's outburst a few hours ago. Now that school was over and he had returned home from his photoshoot, he was given time for some peace and quiet.

However, peace and quiet was far from it tonight.

Plagg looked unimpressed. "Yes. Okay."

"Marinette. Is. Ladybug." Adrien sat up, a broad grin growing on his face.

Plagg groaned. He knew where this was going to go. "Yes, we've already established that. Moving on."

"MARINETTE," Adrien looked at his kwami with wide eyes, cheeks ablaze, "IS LADYBUG?!"

"For the last time, yes! How many times do you have to repeat that?!" Plagg snapped.

Adrien glared at him. "Did you know about this?"

"No cheese, no answers." Plagg said.

"You knew so you tried to set me up with Marinette." Adrien walked towards his kwami. "You knew Ladybug couldn't accept my advances because I didn't know her as Marinette."

Plagg's eyes blinked his eyes innocently. "I just said Marinette was a nice girl."

"You sneaky cat!" Adrien made a grab for him, but Plagg darted away. "Come back here, Plagg! You owe me an explanation!"

"No cheese no answer." Plagg said in a singsong voice. Adrien reached down under his bed and pulled out a sealed box. He opened it and held out a whole roll of camembert.

Plagg yowled in delight and made a grab for it. Within seconds, half of the cheese was gone. Adrien crossed his arms. "Now, explain. Why didn't you tell me Marinette was Ladybug?"

"What would you have done?" Plagg asked back.

Adrien admitted sheepishly, "I would reveal my identity and confess to her."

"Are you an idiot?" Plagg berated him. "You like Ladybug, but only see Marinette as a friend. Once you knew she's Ladybug, you start liking her. Bit selfish, isn't?"

Adrien opened his mouth, but then paused. Plagg had a point. Confusing contradicting thoughts whirled around his brain. He looked at his kwami in panicked uncertainty. "Then what should I do, Plagg?"

"You could start by giving me more camembert." Plagg said with a burp.

Adrien ignored his kwami's suggestion and began pacing around the room, mumbling incoherent words under his breath. Plagg followed his movements, ancient green glowing eyes, unreadable.

Suddenly, Adrien stopped and looked out the tall windows. "I need to see my Princess."

"Adrien, don't you dare-"

"Plagg, transforme moi!"

A few minutes later, a black blur darted from rooftop to rooftop in Paris, bounding for a certain princess's tower.

Unbeknownst to anyone but Alya, Marinette was having a little breakdown in her room. "I'm in so much trouble! Adrien probably hates me now!"

"You're being ridiculous. No he doesn't." Alya said to a pile of blankets.

The blankets, which were of course, Marinette, groaned. "He's gonna hate me and I've destroyed the last piece of friendship we have and we'll never go on a date and get married and have three kids and a dog and-"

"Marinette, breathe!" Alya laughed. "He's probably thinking you're a big fan of Chat Noir."

Speaking of Chat Noir, Marinette's eyes snapped open and she threw the blankets off and abruptly sat up. "You didn't take a video, did you?!"

"Well…" Alya looked away, a sheepish but slightly sly grin on her face.

"ALYA!" Marinette shrieked as she reached for the young reporter's phone. "What if Chat Noir finds out?! I'd never hear the end of it! I would die of embarrassment!"

"Why are you so hung up on Chat Noir?" Alya asked as she kept her phone up high, away from Marinette's reach. Alya narrowed her eyes. "Don't tell me you're two-timing Adrien?"

"What do you mean two-timing?" Marinette grabbed on Alya's shoulder and wrapped a leg around the girl's thigh, the other hand almost getting the black device. "We're not even together yet!"

"Not together yet with Adrien or Chat Noir?" Alya asked mischievously.

Marinette's face flushed. "Both!"

"Are you sure? I mean, Chat Noir is totally in love with you, isn't he? Always being the knight in shining armor while Adrien is the Prince Charming." Alya said nonchalantly. "You say Adrien has your heart, but flirt back with Chat Noir. And now, you have Chat Noir around your little finger as Marinette."

"I don't flirt with Chat Noir!" Marinette protested. "He just-"

Both girls paused as a tap from the balcony echoed in the room. Alya and Marinette exchanged looks. Alya's eyes sparkled in excitement. She whisper-shouted, "that's totally Chat Noir!"

Marinette knew that. Who else would come to her house at night from the balcony? She pushed Alya downstairs. She hissed, "Get out!"

"Girl, you're gonna have to explain everything tomorrow!" Alya said as she reluctantly went downstairs. She made an 'I'm watching you gesture'. "Don't forget!"

Marinette wrinkled her nose at her and quickly closed the hatch. Taking a deep breath, she headed towards the balcony's opening and opened it.

Cold air wafted inside, along with the scent of the outdoors of Paris and milk. Chat Noir stared down at her, golden strands of his hair catching the light.

"Good evening, chaton." Marinette greeted him.

Chat Noir said nothing for a moment, opting to just admire Marinette. As he watched her smile questioningly at him, that's when he made his decision.

Chat Noir said warmly, "Good evening, Marinette Dupain-Cheng."


Plot didn't progress much, but it's starting.

Oh gosh, it's been so long since I felt this excited about writing a multi-chaptered fic! This is so fun!

I hope you guys liked it! Thank you all for the reviews, follows, faves, and ultimate thank you for reassuring me that it's okay for me to post this!

Thank you for reading! See you all next chapter!