December 23rd, gift number 23 :

Marinette grabbed a small, square, midnight blue envelope with silver and gold Christmas balls for patterns. While opening it, she thought back to what Chat Noir had written five days earlier: "You will have more information on December 23rd". She therefore hoped to find in this envelope the much-awaited information: And what she finally found was not quite what she expected.

"Golf, uniform, sierra, tango, alpha, victor, echo, 2130 "

- Seriously Chat Noir ? What a mess of words, she muttered for herself.

Hearing Marinette whooping, Tikki decided to take out of her cocoon and flew to her carrier, delicately posing on her shoulder.

-Are you okay Marinette ? She asked calmly

- Don't do the innocent Tikki, I know, that you know what that means.

Tikki tried to give her most sincere innocent smile to her carrier, but it was in vain, Marinette looked at her with an impatient look.

-I can't tell you anything, sorry Marinette, Tikki replied, as the young woman in front of her sighed heavily before refocusing on the words before her eyes.

I've already seen this before...

Marinette squinted, focused, she read the words several times and then began to think carefully.

Alpha, Beta, Charlie, Delta, Echo...

- Of course ! Phonetic alphabet ! she exclaimed out loud, happy to have found the solution. Which gave her the words that Chat Noir had written: G-U-S-T-A-V-E 2130

She looked at the Eiffel Tower on her keychain and composed the pieces of the puzzle.

- Gustave Eiffel's office! The key certainly opens the door of the office. She exclaimed again out loud, under the joyful and approachable gaze of Tikki. But what about this 2130?

The evidence hit her pretty quickly, 9:30 pm! 2130 is how a military would have written 9:30 p.m. Chat Noir gave her a specific time and place.

A date ? did she think as she felt her cheeks turn red. or maybe she would find a new clue there?

Anyway, she was now looking forward to seeing her day pass faster.


8:45pm:

Chat Noir jumped into the void from the top of the Eiffel Tower enjoying the sensations he loved so much and which were given to him by the freedom of the descent in free fall. At the last second, he elongated his stick and pushed it vigorously between two metal beams of the structure to stop its fall.

Soft enough, he put his feet on the ground before deploying his stick again and using it to climb onto the Parisian rooftops. He was progressing rapidly from jump to jump.

His attention was drawn to a familiar silhouette, and he then stopped on a roof not far from a house he knew all too well. He observed Marinette who had just come out through the skylight that led to her balcony and who was now leaning against the guardrail, looking instantly at the Eiffel Tower.

Chat Noir drew a smile, the young woman seemed to have decoded his message without too much difficulty.

His heart told him to go and greet her, he wanted to talk to her, to hear her voice, to get lost in her big blue eyes... But his reason screamed that it wasn't a good idea to get closer to Marinette while wearing the costume.

The Chat Noir with Devil's Horns on his left shoulder angrily slapped the Chat Noir with angel wings on his right shoulder to silence him and won with a big hand, as the young feline already landed on the guardrail of the young woman's balcony.

- Good evening, purrincess, beautiful night, isn't it?

- Oh, G...good evening Chat Noir, what you are doing here...sorry I mean, what are you doing here? Marinette slapped herself mentally, she had to get her act together.

-I had a small gift to put for my Lady at the top of the Eiffel Tower, he replied enigmatically, revealing enough information for Marinette, since he was not supposed to know that she was her Lady, but not too much for Ladybug to not spoil the surprise.

- A gift for Ladybug? Still in love, right? She asked him, thinking that maybe this was the time to try to go fishing for information about her gift.

Marinette was perfectly innocent and serious, which amazed Chat Noir content of the fact, that Marinette spoke about herself and the feelings of her partner. He decided to take advantage of the situation to reassure her of the sincerity of his feelings. On the other hand, he understood that she was also trying to get more information about his surprise, and he would not give her the satisfaction to have some answers.

- Ever stronger every day, especially since I have really understood the kind of woman who hid under the mask, lately I have come to know her much more than she imagines and her heart is so beautiful, that mine desires only to blend into her whole, seeing the redness on Marinette's cheeks and the diversion of her gaze towards the Eiffel Tower, Chat Noir was satisfied with his approach.

Marinette breathed calmly to get her act together and turned again to her partner.

-She's lucky to have you, Chat Noir. The young woman's eyes twinkled stronger than the stars above her, causing the hero to swallow painfully: - Thank you, I guess.

She gave him a soft and luminous smile that threatened to melt him all, as he was already partially liquefying himself in her beautiful and hypnotic gaze.

He felt himself drawn like a magnet to the young woman, the attraction was so strong that he had to resolve himself to leave before risking losing all restraint.

-I have to go, I'm glad to have seen you tonight, good night Purrincess, he said to her, extending his stick.

- See you soon, Chat Noir , she blew before seeing him jump out of her sight.

Marinette went down to her room and took hold of the keyrings to which the precious key that would lead her to what Chat Noir had just revealed to her was a gift. After a last look at the time, it was 9:23 pm, she transformed herself and left her room by the balcony, checking not to be seen.


Ladybug inserted the key to open the office which was closed to tourists at this late hour and discreetly entered it, discovering with surprise and admiration a gigantic and absolutely magnificent bouquet of 36 sumptuous red roses. With tears in her eyes, she took the small silver envelope that contrasted in the center of the bouquet and opened it with a trembling hand.

"My Lady, my Love,

To offer 36 roses is the same thing that tell : "I'm madly in love with you."

So I have no more perfect and convincing way than to tell you that with this bouquet of red Roses.

According to Greek mythology, the first of the red roses was created by a passionate love between Adonis and Aphrodite. Indeed, in order to rescue her wounded beloved, Aphrodite wounded herself on a bush of White Roses. A few drops of his blood then transformed the purity of the white into a flamboyant red, just like their love.

A flamboyant red, just like the unconditional love I have for you.

Red just like you,

I love you Ladybug,

Your kitty, crazy in love. "

It took her a long time to stay in this isolated and peaceful place to: first, learn to breathe again, then to move, then to control the torrent of tears of emotion pouring down her cheeks and finally to calm the erratic beating of her heart.


Adrien was pacing in his room. He had allowed himself to write much stronger words than he had initially expected on the little word that accompanied his bouquet.

"My lady, my Love... I love you Ladybug..."

Now, he was anxious about having been too fast. Although Ladybug seemed receptive to him and ready to move their relationship forward, he did not wish to abrupt her because his feelings were on the verge of the explosion since he knew she was Marinette.

-Kid, If you keep using the floor, he's gonna crack, said Plagg.

Adrien stopped, but did not answer. Plagg was right, there was no point in worrying now that the words were said.

TO BE CONTINUED…


Well, this time, It was a little "Marichat" scene on the balcony.

It was a great scene so I had to echo it.

Actually, just after Ladynoir, I'm also a "Marichat" shipper. So I couldn't miss writing a scene with them in this story. And this day was perfect to do it.