So I thought I'd start with a pairing I don't always ship, but do think is cute. I will step it up with the difficulty, but I think Lukhloé is a nice easy one to start with. Suggestions welcome!

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CHAPTER ONE: LUKHLOÉ

Chloé loved Adrien. She always had. She always would. He was the only boy for her.

She felt only contempt for this weird blue-haired guitar player, with his earrings and his nail polish. What sort of boy wore nail polish anyway? Was he, like, gay or something?

He wasn't cute. He hadn't made her heart flutter when he'd played in the music festival. Blue hair was ridiculous. His music was ridiculous.

She didn't like him.

Luka had always been in touch with his emotions. He never denied them, only sometimes concealed them until he was alone. But he always listened to his body, and his music, and he was pretty good at interpreting what they were saying.

And right now, they were saying he had a crush on the beautiful blonde girl from earlier.

He'd thought he liked Marinette. He had liked Marinette. But today, his heart had fluttered at the blonde, and just sat there when he looked at Marinette. Even his heart's melody had changed slightly, notes intertwining with the blonde's song.

No, Luka thought. If his heart's melody had changed, it probably wasn't just a crush. He'd heard how his sister's melody had changed lately, and she was pretty serious with Rose. If his melody had changed, this was serious.

Luka played a few notes on his guitar, his heart singing out in joy.

She'd do it. She'd prove she didn't like him the one way every Parisian would accept: Andre's.

The last time she'd gotten Andre's, he'd given her mint and peach. Adrien's colors. She'd gotten the same the time before that, and the time before that. Always mint and peach. When she got mint and peach this time, it'd be proof.

Chloé hesitated. Why not invite the guitar player? If he was...confused about her, this would prove him wrong. And on the off chance she didn't get mint and peach, maybe it could…?

She shook her head. It would be a date. She'd make Adrikins jealous, and he'd remember he liked her and not Maribrat. So there.

Luka was there to pick Chloé up from school the next day, just like she'd told him to be. She'd also told him to act like it wasn't their first date, at least in front of her "friends".

He did not disappoint.

"I missed you, my heart's song," Luka murmured, stroking her hair. Chloé smirked over his shoulder, seeing her classmates' jaws drop. Juleka and Maribrat looked especially surprised, giving Chloé a thrill of triumph and power.

She took Luka's hand. "Where are we going today, Lukkie?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Adrikins looking sweetly baffled, Maribrat's jaw practically on the floor, the Ladyblogger taking pictures, Juleka ga-

"Stop taking pictures!" she snapped. "My and Luka's date is none of your business!"

An "OOOOO" ran through the class. Chloé pointedly ignored them, taking Luka's hand and practically dragging him out of the school.

Chloé tapped her foot impatiently. Mint and peach, mint and peach. How long did it take Andre to scoop some mint and peach into a cone?

Finally, finally, Andre handed her a cone, saying, "Blue berry for his hair, chocolate for his voice. And for you-" he turned to Luka "-lemon for her hair and cotton candy for her stare."

Luka tasted his blue and nearly white ice cream. "Sharp, but sweet, just like you."

Chloé shoved her cone away. "I want my mint and peach."

"But…" Andre said. "This is your heart's flavor."

"I…" Chloé looked at Luka. He wasn't Adrien. Blueberry and chocolate, such a strange combination.

Curiosity, she told herself, was the only reason she took the ice cream from Andre and gave it a tentative lick.

Flavor exploded inside her mouth, the rich silkiness of the chocolate combining perfectly with the fruity, tart blueberry.

She realized Luka was much, much closer than he had been, smiling down at her. He was only a bit taller than her.

"Blueberries and chocolate shouldn't taste good together," she told him.

He chuckled. "Neither should lemon and cotton candy."

Three days later, they went to the park for a picnic lunch. Chloé still maintained she was only trying to make Adrien jealous. Luka just smiled and played another chord.

I wanted to include a kiss, but that seemed like a perfect end. Maybe I'll do more Lukhloé later, if anyone wants.

If you'd like to request a pairing, please let me know in the reviews!

Next chapter up by next Monday.