A/N: Wow…(amazed) I'm pleasantly surprised and incredibly touched/delighted that so many people liked "Dinner for Two" ^_^ Thank you to everyone who bothered to review and PM me! I really appreciated the honest opinions! :3 And I have good news too!

-2 NEW STORIES:-

"Fangs Bared, Claws Out!" – will be released sometime in February or March (maybe 15.3. or later)

"Dinner for Two" – will be released on the 15th of February

Now, I don't really have any plans concerning their length yet, since they're pretty new and it really depends on how my lovely readers receive the chapters! :) BUT for now, they're planned as mini-stories. Since I have long-running stories currently in progress (…far too much T_T)

ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:

ElDiabloTacoTheMarichatShipper: (slow clap) Clawsome pun my friend :3 Chat Noir approves ;)

YoitsuNoHoro: (bows) haha thank you so much for the compliments, what more could a girl ask for? :D And yes, I definitely have plans starting up Fangs Bared, Claws Out as a story :D

SlempreMianhae: (wipes tear away discreetly) Ahem, (clears throat) Thanks so much for the compliment! I seriously hope it's as cute as everyone says, I'm blushing here! (fans self) ^^

SylverIscariot: T_T And I whooped when I read your review! :3 I sure hope the second part will be as enjoyable as the first! ;)

Luschka: Ohhh….interesting idea…(rubs chin) Hmm…inside the stuffed cat toy…do I smell a new one shot? (smirks) haha Nah, I think I would have too meowch fun writing that and that's always a bad sign :P Aw, really? Me too! Marichat captured my heart completely! Ah, but Adrientte and LadyNoir come right after :)

Prompt: Chat Noir uses anima and video games for his flirting, but he hasn't tried any of them on Marinette yet has he?

Rated: K+

To Flirt or not to Flirt?

"…What are you doing?" Marinette drew back, face scrunched up in confusion and a tick of nervousness when the leather clad hero took another step toward her, far too close for comfort.

He suddenly grasped her shoulders lightly and she felt the weight and heat of his hands far too clearly through the material of her jacket, his face drew closer, their noses almost touching, his voice was low when he spoke, his hot breath hitting her lips, "How are you?"

She blinked, frozen stiff. Too shocked to move and physically knock some sense into him or at least use her squirt bottle, so instead, her slow brain commanded her to ask this, "…What?"

Chat Noir remained undeterred, still the close proximity, still his warm hands on her, "How are you, princess?" he gazed at her long and hard, eyes far too intense it was making her stomach flip.

"Um….fine?" she squeaked when he leaned back and narrowed his eyes.

"…Are you sure?"

"Chat Noir, what are-"

"Ugh, it didn't work!" and as suddenly as he had been in her personal space, his hands dropped their hold on her shoulders and his body heat went away and Marinette took a moment to collect her thoughts.

What?

She watched the blond boy pace back and forth, gesticulating with his hands, "Those stupid mangas gave me false information! They said it was supposed to work!" he stomped his foot like an angry child and Marinette had to blink slowly

Very slowly.

"…Mangas?" wait…she knew for a fact he used mangas and animes for his flirting. During an unfortunate event where Ladybug ran straight into his kwami, Plagg as she came to know, while dangerously close to Chat Noir's hiding spot, the little cat god had told her how he was a hopeless romantic and to please adopt him as a pet whenever it was convenient for her.

Marinette snickered, "Oh kitty, don't tell me you tried to flirt just now. That creeped me out more than made me react the way I think you wanted to," she giggled again at his pout.

He sighed, shoulders slumping, "Really? But it looked so cool when the protagonist did it to his girlfriend!" he groaned.

Marinette prayed that the heat in her cheeks was only in her head and not actually visible on her face, "Well, maybe because she was his girlfriend?" Marinette shook her head, crossing her arms.

And suddenly, just like that, a light bulb switched on in Chat Noir's head and Marinette's nerves skyrocketed when the devious cat approached her again.

Too close!

Chat smirked, staring her down, he rested one hand against the brick wall behind her, smirk widening as he stared at her intensely, "What's wrong, purrincess?" she had no idea how deep his voice could get, he chuckled and the sound sent a shiver down her spine, "Chat got your tongue?" he grinned roguishly and this time she was sure he could see the redness in her cheeks.

She grabbed the squirt bottle and promptly bombarded him with the damned liquid, the boy hissing and flailing like a real cat as he stumbled down the roof.

Marinette breathed deeply, sighing heavily.

"That…dork!" she rolled her eyes, ignoring Tikki's amused giggles.

Meanwhile, Chat was hanging off the edge of the roof by his tail, small notebook already in hand as he started scribbling, "Let's see…gazing into each-others eyes…no," he crossed that out multiple times.

He smirked as he ticked off another flirting attempt, "Getting close and making a pun…check!" he grinned in glee, "I knew shoujos wouldn't let me down!"

Marinette couldn't believe what the wicked cat planned this time.

"Chat…"

"Trust me princess, come on," he grinned and Marinette felt her resolve breaking.

"…But this isn't a movie,"

Chat shrugged, "It's working, isn't it?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and Marinette wished she could slug him.

"No,"

"I can see your nose getting longer every day, princess," he chided playfully, grinning at her exasperated expression.

"Well, then…may I escort the beautiful lady to a scoop of delectable ice-cream by the parlor?" he held his hand out, kitty eyes in full effect as he smiled up at her, staff in one hand.

Marinette stood there for a while, trying to ignore the pleading gaze in her partners eyes.

She was weak.

With an overdramatic flourish, Marinette placed one hand in Chat Noir's and rested the other against her forehead, "Oh, how could I possibly refuse one of the coolest superheroes ever? That's amazing that Chat Noir asks me out!"

She secretly stuck her tongue out at him when he wasn't looking as he propelled them toward their destination as she held onto him securely.

His grip around her waist tightened and a small smile played on his lips.

Marinette sighed.

No matter how annoying her kitty could get with his puns and knack for dramatics, she could rarely ever say no to him.

Stupid flirting and all.

Chat Noir slid up right against the lamppost, one hand curling around the metal above him while he grinned sexily at the what he thought to be awestruck girl before him, "Well, little lady, like what you see?" the words rolled of his tongue effortlessly, muscles flexing enticingly beneath his skin tight suit, as if he did this every damn day, that stupid cat.

Marinette's eye twitched, "Chat Noir…kitty…what…what are you doing?"

The devil chuckled, slinking gracefully onto the other side of the pole and wrapping tail and leg around it, sexy smirk firmly in place, eyes glinting mischievously, "Oh mon cherri…what does it look like I'm doing?" he licked his lips, sharp teeth catching the light from the street lamp above him.

Marinette twitched, slamming her palm against her face hard, "…It looks like you're doing this as your profession kitty…" she watched the way he maneuvered himself so easily around the metal, "…Sometimes I wonder about that," she smirked when his bravado fell and he was immediately at her feet, ears drawn back and eyes full blown on kitty mode.

"Princess! My loyalty only lies with you! Cat's honor!" he held his hand to his heart while the other was in the air and Marinette would never admit it out loud, but he looked cute.

She sighed, smiling, "Well…what were you trying to do anyway? New fighting moves?" If he thought of using those techniques on akumas she knew they would have a field day trying to fend off hormonal females and enraged male akumas itching to kill the cat.

He dropped his head in defeat, "…I read somewhere that girls like it when guys know how to dance,"

Marinette crossed her arms, pointedly looking at him, "…Where did you read this?" her gaze narrowed.

"…Anime romantica…" he pouted, "And some romance mangas…"

Marinette sighed, "Kitty, please don't do that in front of anyone else,"

Chat's ears perked up curiously, "Why?"

On the outside Marinette's answer seemed professional enough, "So, mothers won't call the police on you and worry about their daughters," she steered him away from the street, toward the bakery for another night of playing games and watching movies.

It was an entirely different matter in her head, "So, that not the whole of Paris has to see how good that suit looks on you,"

Marinette swallowed thickly, trying to go through baking recipes and rid herself of the steamy image of Chat Noir pole dancing.

"You've cat to be kitten me,"

"That was so pawsome purrincess,"

"Purrsonally, your designs are the most purrfect ones I've seen!"

"Tell me, princess, does it sound corny when I say you're amaizeing?"

"You bake me crazy, Mari,"

"I-"

"Stop." Marinette held her hand pressed lightly against Chat's mouth, effectively shutting the boy up.

She sighed in relief and his ears drooped, disappointment and sadness in his eyes. The muffin he had baked for her, the twentieth try if he remembered correctly, rested on her work desk, decorated with a cute cat head and paw print on top. It seemed his terrible cooking skills wouldn't win her affections either.

When he was about to turn around and leave, Marinette surprised him by yanking on his arm, her smile warm and bright, "Where are you going kitty? Didn't you want to beat me at Super Mario and explain why I bake you crazy, chaton?" she smirked mischievously, and Chat's expression softened, a fond smile on his lips.

He chuckled, kissing her forehead affectionately and grinning when she blushed, "So, all this time it took a few puns to affect you?"

Marinette shook her head, smiling, "No, kitty. All it took was to see how much you cared, Chat," she kissed his cheek in return and a familiar warmth blossomed in her chest.

Chat felt happy, purring as he nuzzled her, "I always did, princess,"

She smiled, running her fingers gently through his messy hair, "I know, kitty,"

He swore he was the luckiest cat in the world when she told him he needed to open his own business, because the muffin he made for her tasted pawsitively purrfect.

Short but Marichat! ^^ Any prompts/ideas dear readers? :) Next up is Part 2 to "Dinner for Two"! Will be released tomorrow (Friday)!