(A drawing of them kissing in the rain inspired me to write this. I do not know who did it. There is no information I can find.)

(I'm not sure if I want to continue this and finish it. Or leave it as a one-shot. Or maybe a bunch of one-shots. Let me know what you all think. Do you want more of this story? Or more like this? This is a one-shot of her telling Alya about her kiss with Cat Noir. We're going to need more tissues!)

"So, let me get this straight. You kissed him on the lips, willingly, passionately, in the rain, on Valentine's Day?!" Alya's voice rose an octave after every word, until her voice was barely a squeak.

Marinette's face flushed as red as her Ladybug costume. "Yes." She covers her face and turns away from her.

"Girl, what has gotten into you?! Are you sure you really are Marinette?" Alya looked her up and down suspiciously.

"I got caught up in the moment. You should have seen it. A whole night of fun, eating, flirting and enjoying each other company, it ended with us in each other's arms staring into each other's eyes. Just then the rain starts, and slowly falling all around you. Shrouding you in a mystical like mist. Making you feel as if you were somewhere far away, in a magical world of romance and happily ever afters. Before I could think about it, I kissed him. The passion with which he kissed me was breath-taking Alya. I've felt nothing like it before." Marinette sighs and smiles at the memory of his lips on hers, his arms around her. And the feeling of being loved completely, and as a whole.

"Mari, you're crying." Alya reached out and wiped her face. "Why are you crying?"

Marinette sniffed and sank to the floor, the feeling of ache and need consuming her once more.

"I don't know, I can't stop." Marinette wiped her cheeks before giving up the battle.

Alya sighed and sat on the floor next to her best friend. "Mari, do you love him?" She took Marinette's chin and made her look at her.

Marinette didn't trust her voice, so she just nodded. Before the tears broke the floodgates, and she began sobbing uncontrollably.

"Oh, sweetie!" Alya took Marinette into her arms and held her as she sobbed.

"Shouldn't you be happy about being in love with him?" Alya asked, slightly confused on why her bff is so upset about being in love.

"Because…" Mari got out between sobs. "I can't be with him. I can't love him, it's too dangerous. It will destroy the world and Paris if we ever feel in love. Were ever together. Even if it wasn't, Hawkmoth.. we can't!" She sobbed harder into Alya's arms.

"Oh sweetie! Realising you love someone, someone you can't have, is painful. Worst feeling in the world. I guess…" Alya stopped, not sure if she should add fuel to the fire.

"You guess… what?" Mari sat up and wiped her eyes.

Alya sighed and looked at her. "I guess you now know how Cat Noir has felt this whole time."

Marinette blinked and looked out the window towards the Eiffel Tower. "Oh…" Her face scrunched up as the tears started again.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…" Alya sighed and pulled Mari back into a hug.

(Sorry, it's so short! I made the next scene, its own chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!)