A/N: Hey again :) Now, this particular chapter is from one of my own ideas about Marichat. ^^ Hope you enjoy!

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Prompt: Chat Noir decides to visit his favorite Parisian with a little gift.

Rated: T

Flowers for Mari

Chat Noir was restless.

His lady had just gone with the second beep of her Miraculous with a 'bye chaton' and a swing of her yoyo. For once, Chat Noir didn't need to use his Cataclysm in this akuma battle, only his enhanced eyesight and a little cat-like reflexes, so his miraculous wasn't depleted yet.

The akuma had been someone called Noirette after all, a woman who wanted to bathe the whole world in darkness, so no one could ever say she looked ugly in black ever again. Chat Noir shook his head, sometimes, akuma's were just very hard to understand.

Balancing on the edge of the Eiffel tower, Adrien looked at his beloved city, having everything in his perfect view.

He admired the beautiful architecture of the buildings, he admired how the children playing together near the fountain could have so much fun with a little water and he admired the way smiles lit up on adults' faces when seeing the spectacle.

Then, his keen eyes spotted a flower shop next to a boutique. Hmm…maybe he should get flowers for his lady?

He sighed dreamily, "Hm…maybe Ladybug might appreciate the gesture," a small, impish smile stretched his lips, then again…

He remembered the last time he had given her a red rose, granted it had been from a vase in the mansion while they were fighting Antibug, or Chloe, and she hadn't reacted all that well… she hadn't reacted much at all.

Alright, so no flowers. Maybe chocolates or pastries?

Almost immediately, a certain girl's bakery sprung up in his mind and Chat Noir's smile fell.

Marinette…

She had looked a bit sad the last time he saw her, but she had tried playing it cool, telling him not to worry about 'just another civilian in Paris' like that with his superhero agenda.

Chat Noir jumped down from the Eiffel Tower, his staff slamming down on the concrete as he effortlessly swung himself toward the flower shop.

The elderly saleswoman jumped, surprised from one of Paris' superheroes giving her a visit, "Bonjour, Chat Noir! W-what can I do for you?" the woman seemed to have difficulties not asking him for an autograph and Chat Noir smiled politely.

"Bonjour mademoiselle," the hero clad in leather looked around, spotting several flowers that caught his eye, "I would like to buy some flowers."

Chat Noir smiled, a select few already caught his interest.

"I don't know what to do, Tikki…" the little red kwami anxiously followed after her charge as she stepped out into the balcony to water her flowers, "What if Alya is right?"

Tikki frowned, floating beside her, "But is that such a bad thing Marinette?"

Marinette sighed again, blue eyes sad, "I don't really know….I mean I like Adrien," she bit her bottom lip, "But Nathaniel is a good friend too and I would never hurt his feelings like that," she looked at her kwami, gaze pleading, "And I don't want to give him any false hopes either…oh Tikki what do I do?"

The red kwami chewed thoughtfully on her chocolate cookie, big blue eyes looking at her charge imploringly, "I think you should give him a chance Marinette, he is really nice and helpful. He reminds me a bit of you because of his shyness," she giggled, "And his drawings are amazing!"

"I know!" Marinette threw her hands up in the air, almost spilling water over herself from the green can as she hefted it into the air in her frustration, "I really like his art and he's so nice, but…I don't know if I can return his feelings," she frowned, distressed at herself, "I know what it's like liking someone that's too far out of your reach but I'm just plain old Marinette…he should like someone better than me," she whispered quietly, the motion of watering the flowers having a calming effect on her as she watched the streams of water gently fall on the flowers.

"Did I hear something about unrequited felines?"

Marinette jumped, wait….she knew that voice…and that pun!

"C-Chat Noir?!" she quickly looked to her left and nearly sagged in relief when she didn't see Tikki anymore. The red kwami must have sensed Chat Noir approaching. Marinette made a mental note to be more careful about being out on her balcony with Tikki.

"At your service, my lady!" ignoring the familiar expression he used to refer to her alter ego, Marinette sighed, Chat's ears lightly lowered and his voice lost some of its playful tune, "Did I come at a bad time?"

Quickly shaking her head, Marinette smiled, "No, it's alright kitty," she offered him a kind smile and noticed he was holding something behind his back, "What's that you're hiding?"

Chat grinned again and in a fluid motion produced the bouquet of flowers from behind his back, holding them in both hands.

Marinette stared, dumbstruck, the water from her watering can pouring down to the ground, "Uh…princess?" Chat stared at the puddle at her feet before waving a hand in front of her stunned face, "Helloo, earth to Marinette," he waved his hand in front of her face, confused at why she was suddenly so shell shocked. Was it the flowers? Were they ugly? Did he pick well?

The girl blinked before jumping, "H-huh?" and suddenly, he saw a glimpse of the nervous side of Marinette he only ever experienced as Adrien at school, "F-for me?" she gestured dumbly to the flowers, shell shocked.

Keeping his cool beneath his sweaty mask, Chat Noir bowed smoothly, "Flowers for Mari," he flashed her a bright grin and his chest felt warm at the soft look on her face as she took the bouquet of flowers from his hands.

Their fingers touched briefly, and both jumped at the electricity suddenly shooting up their arms and running down their spines.

Marinette pulled the flowers close to her, stunned at the gift in her hands, "T-They're beautiful, Chat Noir," she looked at him and smiled genuinely, "Thank you kitty," she stepped close to him and lightly scratched underneath his chin and he had to do everything in his power to keep the satisfying purr from rising in his throat.

"You're welcome, purrincess," he winked and Marinette huffed, her normal attitude around him resurfacing, "I almost thought the cat got your tongue at the way I made you speechless,"

Rolling her eyes, Marinette placed the watering can on the ground to rest a hand on her hip, "Very funny Chat Noir." She smiled, "I was more surprised that a busy superhero such as you actually takes the time to visit a simple citizen of Paris like me," she smirked.

The cat looked at her disapprovingly, sensing the sadness she tried hiding behind their usual banter, "Is something wrong, purrincess?" he observed her, noting the forced smile on her lips.

"No, nothing's wrong kitty, don't worry," she offered him a smile but he didn't buy it.

He held his hands up, "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I know a thing or two about one sided love," he gave her a small grin but this time, it was him that was forcing on a smile.

Marinette tensed, knowing exactly about who he was talking about.

Ladybug.

Nervously shifting her weight, Marinette sighed, "It's…it's actually about a boy from my class…" she moved to lean against the balcony railing, Chat Noir following suit beside her, listening intently, "He's…he's really kind and sweet, and a good friend, and he can draw really well," she growled, hiding her face in her hands, "But I think he likes me! Or at least, Alya said he did…"

Chat tensed, immediately the image of Nathaniel entered his mind.

So, Nathaniel really did like Marinette, huh? He had to admit, he had seen a few fleeting signs, but he never thought it was anything serious.

He cleared his throat, "Ah, the artist, it's…Nathaniel, right?" she nodded and he smiled, "What's wrong about that? He seemed nice enough," Adrien had to cringe at his own tone, it was…tense.

"Just what is wrong with me? It's not like I have anything against Nathaniel," Marinette's voice ripped Adrien from his thoughts.

"Nothing is wrong but…" she looked up at him and her big blue eyes were sad, "…I like him as a friend," Chat Noir crossed his arms.

As a friend.

Fighting down the sudden, unfamiliar rush of relief, Chat shifted, "Did…did you tell him that?"

His ears perked up, "N-no…I'm scared to hurt him," she frowned, gazing sadly down at the beautiful flowers in her hands.

Chat smiled, "Don't be, Mari," her head snapped up and her eyes widened in surprise.

Mari.

Chat had started calling her that lately, not that she really minded.

"If he likes you, he will continue to like you even if you tell him you can't return his feelings," his gaze changed, something achingly familiar about it as he gazed at the darkening sky, "It's something you can't really control, but it will stay there…maybe for a short while or for a really long time," he straightened, clearing his throat, "Anyway, I think you should give him a chance," something burned in his throat when he said that but he stubbornly fought it down, "See how it goes, maybe it…will be nice,"

He shrugged, smiling at her.

There was a brief moment of silence before Marinette suddenly hugged him, face buried against his chest and her voice muffled, "Thank you so much chaton,"

Chaton

Oddly enough, his lady appeared in his mind the moment Marinette said the endearment. Huh…odd.

Smiling, Chat was about to hug her back before Marinette suddenly broke away and he hastily pulled his hands to his sides, grinning nervously down at her as she beamed up at him with a smile.

Smelling the flowers, she looked happier than before, "Um, I don't know if you still have patrol or anything to do-"

He suddenly cut her off, a little too quickly, "No," he choked, "I mean no, no," he mentally slapped himself for the slip up.

Marinette blinked before smiling, "How about some cookies and a round of Ultimate Mecha Strike III?" she grinned mischievously, playfulness shining in her eyes.

Chat grinned, chancing a look at his miraculous, "Sounds purrfect to me," Marinette smiled and invited him into her room.

Marinette woke up the next morning feeling far better about herself than she had yesterday, all thanks to a certain sneaky, competitive cat.

She giggled, recalling the events of the past evening.

She had beaten him three times in a row and he had whined about his bad luck, all the while stuffing chocolate chip cookies and croissants in his mouth.

She had teased him mercilessly and for once, she didn't mind the puns. They made her laugh, strangely enough.

She stretched and Tikki flew out of her hiding place to greet her cheerfully, "Good morning Marinette!" she noticed the beaming smile on her charge's face, "You seem to be in a good mood!"

Marinette smiled, "Good morning Tikki! I am actually…better than yesterday," she giggled.

Tikki smirked, "Was it because of a certain kitty?"

Marinette blushed unwillingly, playfully swatting at the laughing kwami, "Tikki! Don't be ridiculous, Chat Noir is just my partner," she crossed her arms, noticing the flowers she had put in a vase after Chat Noir had left yesterday.

Tikki noticed her gaze and smiled, "Sure, whatever you say Marinette," she giggled.

For the first time since receiving them, Marinette noticed what different colors the flowers had.

The bouquet was composed of three layers, the outermost layer was surrounded with blue irises and she vaguely recalled reading something about the color blue in flowers standing for peace and serenity.

The second layer was made up of white roses, standing for innocence and simple beauty.

She blushed at the innermost layer where a single rose lay in the middle.

It was red, the color of love.

"He liiikesss you!"

"Tikki!"

The red kwami laughed, flying away from her embarrassed charge and her attempts to grab her.

One thing she had to confess, leave it to Plagg to pick such bold colors. Though this time, she had a hunch Plagg wasn't the only one that had been bold yesterday.

Maybe her charge wasn't the only one with unrequited feelings.

Ok, Tikki teasing Marinette like that? I confess, I got influenced by Fairy Tail's Happy about the whole 'She liiikeessss you' thing, I found it fitting to add it here. Anymore suggestions are as always appreciated! :)