(Notes: I listened to Lost In You by Lena while writing. Listen to it while reading, or afterwards.)

THURSDAY

That night at eight o'clock exactly, Marinette called her transformation into place. Ladybug smiled happily as her skintight suit wrapped around her body. It felt like a second skin to her by this point, seamlessly attached and controlled by her every movement. She wondered if it felt the same for Chat. Maybe she could ask him tonight. Ladybug opened the hatch to her room, stepping onto the balcony. She took just a moment to listen to Paris. Car horns beeped from below, blends of music drifted from somewhere, the distant chime of the Notre Dame rang against her ears. She opened her eyes and looked at Paris. Spots of light from cars, and a golden glow from the Eiffel Tower in the distance, infused the night with a playful feel. Her city was one of the best ones there were. It was just unfortunate that it was besieged by a maniacal supervillain. Ladybug shook her head. It was so easy to get sentimental at night. Unhooking her yoyo, she threw it forward. Time for patrol.

The moment she stepped foot on a beam of the Eiffel Tower, her kitty was upon her. "Bugaboo." Chat greeted Ladybug with a grin. "You're looking as gorgeous as ever." His Lady was looking even more radiant today, cheeks glowing and eyes bright. The gold reflection of the Eiffel Tower made her even more gorgeous. He already felt bolstered by her happiness. Chat wondered what had happened that made her so happy. But he wasn't complaining, it was a fantastic look on His Lady.

Ladybug accepted his compliment with a rare sly smirk. "Chaton. Are you up for a game, as we patrol across Paris for danger?" Chat gulped, all his bravado suddenly gone. He couldn't remember a time when she had looked at him like that. But he—he loved His Lady with all his heart, but he's Adrien Agreste! He can't freeze up like this! Chat shook his head, returning Ladybug's smirk nervously.

"Wait one mewment, what type of game? And there has to be a clawsome prize by the end. I can't run around Paris chasing My Lady for no reason you know." He blustered, splaying his hand on his chest and leaning on her shoulder. She shook her head, a fond smile on her lips. Ladybug slipped out from underneath him, taking out her yoyo, her eyes twinkling merrily.

"Tag, and you're it. Don't worry about that prize," She called out, swinging to a rooftop away, "You'll never catch me!" Chat growled, a delighted smile growing on his face. Never catch her huh? He fell to all fours and bounded after her.

"Paw-lease!"

Running along rooftops, keeping the red-spotted heroine in his sights, a blood-red figure bright against the star-studded sky, Chat mused. His Lady, Ladybug was the sun. A protective figure, drawing everyone within her orbit and lending warmth and comfort to them. She stood center stage, everything cast into shadow behind her, including him. She stopped on one roof, Chat catching Ladybug by surprise. He tried to grab her; she danced away, his claws only grazing air. Light giggles left in her wake as she took it to the streets.

Chat didn't care, mostly. He was used to the spotlight as a model and son of one of the biggest icons in the fashion world. Anyone was welcome to take his limelight. For it to be His Lady? It was perfect.

Chat grinned happily, catching sight of Ladybug again. She had paused in front of a poster, one hand to her chest, the other holding onto her yoyo loosely. He crept up behind her, "Stop for a minute minou." Chat paused. He'd do anything she'd ask of him. He stood by her side silently, glancing at Ladybug every so often. She stared fondly at a poster of one of his perfume ads, staring at him. He blushed. "Have you ever seen anyone so amazing?" She touched the side of his poster's face. Chat scrambled to come up with an answer. Did-did this mean that Ladybug..?

"Uh-um me, of course!" Chat responded sheepishly. His Lady turned back to him with a little smile, curiosity shining in her eyes. "And what's-what's so special about this guy?" He turned back to the poster, tapping his foot and tail curling. It was one of the more ridiculous ones, him jumping in the air, white jacket flying behind him. A big perfume bottle stood in the back, "Adrien" written on the bottom of the poster in detailed curled script. Chat rolled his eyes. The ads they put him in were getting more and more ridiculous by the day.

She smiled happily. "He's a very good person. He's sweet and kind, sort of naïve and innocent. He's amazing." Oh. Wow, was it getting hot in here? Face reddening underneath his mask, Chat found himself drawn to her smile. Ladybug laughed as Chat drew nearer.

"Down kitty!" She tossed him a wink as she fled around the corner of a building. He would follow her lead anywhere, anytime. Ladybug peeked around, beautiful blue eyes widening as she caught sight of him in what little light there was. She disappeared. Running around the corner, he knew that the day was her time, the place where she thrived. Everyone could see her then, admire her, adore her.

But nighttime was his domain, his yin to her yang. It was a time of secrets and darkness, his specialty. He knew the alleyways and hidey-holes of night's Paris like the back of his hand. She was defenseless, standing in the middle of the alleyway. It was perfect.

"You tired yet minou? Face it, you can't catch me!" Ladybug turned around, expecting to see her leather clad partner. She yelped as he jumped at her out of the darkness, green eyes blazing. Everything slowed down. Eyes wide, Ladybug fell to her knees, sliding underneath Chat. His eyes found hers, pupils widening.

"Maybe not, but we're still close," He winked. Silly kitty. With a smirk, she tapped his nose, it cutely wrinkling. He fell to the ground, his forward momentum flinging him on his stomach. By the time Chat recovered, Ladybug had fled again.

Just like the insect she was named after, his bugaboo slipped out of his claws. She kept teasing him, lingering just a bit only to swing away at the last moment, his claws grazing the air. He growled with a frustrated smile. One of the many reasons he loved her.

Chat took to the rooftops again, a determined look in his eyes. With the flick to his nose, she had made it purr-sonal. They raced across Paris. Chat kept an eye on the alleyways and streets. Even while playing games, they had to be vigilant as Paris's superheroes. Thankfully, tonight was akuma and crime free.

Finally, finally Ladybug swung onto a roof and stayed on it for more than five seconds. Still several roofs away, Chat grinned. He had her now. Launching himself from a roof behind her, Chat cleared the gap between the two. He was shocked as somehow, His Lady sensed him and neatly sidestepped his grab for her. How?! Eyes wide, Chat yowled as he pitched over the side. He teetered on the edge of the roof, staring at the very far away ground. "Whoa kitty!" He felt a heavy tug on his tail. "You aren't going anywhere."

Chat collapsed on his back as soon as Ladybug pulled him onto the roof. "Thank-thank you," She looked over him, a small smile curling over her lips. They just stared at each other, before Chat poked her leg. "You're it! I win!"

Ladybug shook her head, huffing good-naturedly and sitting down beside him. "Yes, yes you did chaton. And I have your prize right here." She plopped a bag on his stomach. Chat's tail started wriggling of its own accord. He won! And Ladybug did bring treats! This was the best night ever. Chat sat up, cross-legged, and delicately picked it up, not wanting to pierce the contents with his claws. "'Tom and Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie.' My Lady, you bought treats from the best bakery in Paris!" He immediately opened it, and gasped. "Now I haf more chocolate chif cookies tha' I can 'at!" He spoke with a cookie in his mouth. Ladybug plucked one from the box, brows furrowing. If he means what she thinks he means…No, no she wasn't going to do this. She couldn't.

Ladybug stood up abruptly and started walking to the edge of the roof. Surprised, Chat set the box of cookies to the side carefully and scrambled to follow. "It's getting kind of late, and we didn't see anyone, so…see you tomorrow Chat."

"Oh." Chat frowned. "But I do have to ask, did it hurt bugaboo?" Chat quipped, falling into step behind her.

"Did what hurt?" Ladybug smiled, turning back to him and holding her yoyo. It fell as her eyes narrowed with realization and she pointed at him. "If this is what I think-"

"When you fell from heaven?" Chat interrupted her with a grin. Ladybug closed her eyes, clenching the bridge of her nose and sighed. She opened them, something furiously mischievous in her eyes.

"Hey Chat, will it hurt?" She took a step toward him, hands clasped behind her back and staring at him with kitten eyes. Chat rapidly flushed and leaned away. The tables had been turned. He did not expect this at all. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew he had seen those eyes before…

"Will-will what hurt?"

"When I push you off of this roof." Smirking, Ladybug did exactly that.

"My Lady no!" Chat cried out as he fell off the roof again. He twisted around, catching the roof's edge by his claws. He stayed there for a moment, adrenaline rocked up again. A shadow fell over him. Chat looked up; Ladybug extended a hand.

For a moment, Chat just hung there, drinking in the sight of Ladybug. Standing defiantly, Paris's golden lights illuminated her confident smirk and sapphire eyes sparkling with laughter. The wind caressed her pigtails and made the long red ribbons in her hair float. She was a vision of ecstasy that he was still awed by every day. "It seems Eiffel for you, My Lady."

Ladybug's face hardened, a light grin still on her lips, and shook her head, a light blush dusting her cheeks that suggested she indeed knew what he was thinking about. "Good night Chat." She swung away.

Chat just stared after her with a lovestruck smile, unveiling his transformation once she was a tiny dot against the pitch black sky.

"Ugh, kid, where's my cheese?"

Tikki smirked at their chosen. Marinette was really giving this her all, and it was delightful to see, especially since she was right. Marinette paced in a circle in front of Tikki, talking rapidly.

"Okay, okay, as Ladybug, my hair doesn't change, I just have ribbons added to the ends. So I thought that Chat's hair doesn't change when he transforms either." Marinette looked to them. They made a 'go on' motion. "I assumed Chat's hair was the same. But-but what if it isn't?" Marinette sat down in her rolling chair and pulled up a picture of Chat Noir. Then she pulled down one of her many posters of Adrien and looked at them side-by-side. "They have the same hair color, and sort of similar hairstyles…" In fact, Chat's hair almost just seemed like Adrien's hair messed up. "And they both have green eyes." But Chat's were slitted, just like a cat's. It must come with his transformation. "They look really similar. Sooo…?" If she was right, if…Marinette really had to apologize, Alya's off the wall comment that Adrien was Chat Noir could be right after all.

"Would it-is it, plausible that if Chat Noir, and Adrien are the same person after all?" Marinette released her thoughts into the air, saying the question that had been rattling in her brain ever since yesterday. Marinette turned to her kwami, an unidentifiable glint in her eyes. Tikki just shrugged in response. They couldn't reveal anything to their chosen, only let them figure it out on their own.

So Tikki was a dead end. It was up to her to figure it out. The more Marinette thought about it, the more it did seem…true. Their hair matched up, their appearances matched up, heck, Adrien seemed more like a "downplayed" version of Chat! The truth slowly dawned on Marinette, making her smile. Her sweet, amazing crush, and her pun-loving, amazing partner… "He's the same person."

Marinette glanced at the clock, 11:30. Tomorrow was Friday, the last school day, she can hold out until then. Marinette just looked to the heavens, eyes wide and contemplative, and schooled her expression into a blank one. She climbed into the loft and slipped underneath the covers. Tikki flew up and settled next to her head. Marinette just stared at the ceiling, the cogs in her brain going faster and faster, thinking, proving, affirming that yes, Adrien and Chat Noir were the same person. Marinette beamed and squealed, kicking the covers up. Her two favorite guys were the same person! Tikki smiled sleepily at their chosen. They were glad Marinette hadn't had a meltdown like they had suspected. "You-" Tikki yawned ferociously, "Need to go to sleep Marinette."

"Right! Right, sleeping, that is-it's something I need to do. Tonight. Go to sleep." Emerald green eyes and golden hair bounded in Marinette's dreams that night.

Chat Noir dropped into the window of the Agreste Manor, changing into Adrien halfway through. He landed on his feet, his face red, and automatically handed his kwami a piece of cheese. Adrien started pacing. He pumped his fists, a huge smile on his face. Adrien couldn't contain it any longer.

"Plagggggg! Ladybug has a crush on me! Ladybug HAS A CRUSH, ON ME!" Adrien yelled, smiling so hard his cheeks began to hurt. Plagg just stared at their chosen, holding a piece of their beloved Camembert. Of course she had a crush on him, she was bakery girl! It was obvious! Plagg just shrugged, throwing the cheese in the air and eating it in one fell swoop. Their chosen was just oblivious. But they couldn't really fault the kid too much. Adrien had only been homeschooled, and watched anime all his life.