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'Alright-' Marinette sat down in her computer chair once Alya left. 'I want answers, voice. Who are you? What do you want?'

'I'm a guide of sorts… you can call me Tikki.'

'Tikki…' Marinette mused, and she glanced up at her skylight.

'You know…' Tikki spoke. 'You should leave him a note.'

'No, I'm going to wait.'

'If you wait any longer, you might lose the chance to forever.'

'Fine.' Marinette pulled out some paper and began to write on it. 'But you have to tell me more about what's going on.'

'Alright, alright.' Tikki sighed. 'I'm here, talking to you, because you're the only person I can talk to. I think your previous reincarnation might've been my holder…'

'Pardon?'

'I can explain when we have more time- it takes up a lot of energy to talk to you.' Tikki explained. 'Anyway, I'm searching for my other half.'

'Other half?'

'Kinda like yin-yang. I'm creation, and he's destruction.' Tikki sighed, and it sounded dreamily. 'Honestly, it's a one in a billion chance that you and his holder will meet, but I just want to see how he's doing, all by himself… I don't know what I'd do if I was in his situation.'

'Wow…' Marinette folded the paper up and moved to place it where he always left the gifts, using a piece of tape to stick it there. 'Why's that?'

'That's a story for another time.' Tikki concluded. 'My time's almost up- I'll be able to talk to you in a few days.'

'Alright… bye, I guess.'

'Bye Marinette!' And silence followed. Marinette groaned and rubbed her temples.

"I'm going crazy…" She muttered.

A sudden knocking caught her attention and she leapt into action, yanking open the skylight and looking at the expensive fabric markers that he left there.

But, this time, there were two notes.

And the one she had written was missing.

She looked around and noticed that her old notebook had given Chat Noir the extra paper to write the other note. She smiled, deciding to leave it there as she went down. She placed the markers down carefully by her backpack, opening up the small, neatly looking note first.

'May you always be inspired! Chat Noir.'

She smiled and placed it with all of the other notes she had gotten from him. Then she picked up the other note. She opened it with shaky fingers, reading the response to her note.

'I would love to meet you in person, Marinette. However, before I do, you should know a few things.'

Know a few things? She wanted to know everything.

'1). I'm the first friend you made in Paris. Gave you that lovely bell around your neck.'

Marinette gasped. A smile began to grow on her face as she read the words again.

I'm the first friend you made in Paris.

He had seen her bell! He knew who she was! He reached out to her! Her heart thudded in excitement. They had found each other! She had never thought that it would be possible.

With even more interest than before, she continued.

'2). I am different from most people that you'd meet. I don't know how you'll react if you see me.'

Well, if he really was half-cat and came from the sky like she thought he said when they first met, then she wouldn't doubt that.

'3). Everything about us meeting, and this letter, must be confidential. I'll know if it's not.'

Marinette furrowed her eyebrows, confused. Was he really shy? Unless… there was something else going on.

Fear stabbed her chest.

'4). Whether you still want to be my friend or not, you absolutely CANNOT tell the Police.'

Marinette held her breath.

'Not because I've done something wrong, but because of who I am.'

Marinette wasn't sure what to think of that sentence. The only reason one should be afraid of the Police was if you broke the law.

'5). Look up Hafukyatto and tell me if you still want to meet me. I hope you do. Chat Noir.'

Hafu… kyatto? What was that?

"Hafukyatto…" Marinette tested on her tongue. She moved toward her computer, typing the word in.

Instantly, a page for scientific research popped up. She opened the first link that was there and began to read.

"Hafukyattos are a half-human half-cat race that can interbreed only with humans. Although the cause is unknown, mutations in genes is thought of as the most likely cause for this species. Hafukyattos originated in Japan, and only in Japan as far as we know. There have been a few out-of-country cases, but they relocated to Japan seeking support from their kind."

"Although they are a fairly new species, there are several support groups that are already taking action in assuring that Hafukyattos are not mistreated. These groups are mostly located in Japan, but there are a few outside of Japan. Sponsors of these groups include Eliza Wishman (author of the best-seller novel world-wide 'A Story of Love'), Dawn and Destiny Robel (Owner of Robel Tech.), and Gabriel Agreste (Owner of Agreste Industries)."

"While mostly human, Hafukyattos have cat ears and a cat tail. They also have heightened senses and an affiliation with cats. They tend to have many qualities of a cat, like purring when content, and jumping higher than average when spooked. Hafukyattos can interbreed with humans and their own kind, but most Hafukyattos that do end up married tend to marry humans."

"When female Hafukyatto's get pregnant, their body has a miraculous ability to actually house a litter like an actual cats. Even though they are born small, each and every child is born well-developed and healthy. On the other hand, if a female gets pregnant by a hafukyatto male, the process will be just like the normal human pregnancy."

"There is a chance that hafukyattos that interbreed with humans will have hafukyatto children. It is a 50/50 chance that the couple have a hafukyatto. We do not have any clues or techniques that can predict what causes this chance of birth. Gender and parental genders do not seem to affect this outcome."

"This page will be updated as new information is released to the public, but Japan is keeping a tight lid on the information. Only supportive groups and active sponsors know more than what has been released." Marinette stopped reading at that point, because the rest was information as to how to help Hafukyattos, and what groups you could join or support as well.

She pushed away from the computer and sat down.

That… was a lot of information.

No wonder he asked for her to keep it a secret.

Marinette eyed the time- it was getting late. She had a jacket to give to Adrien, and there was no way that she wanted to think herself in circles over this new information right now. She could do it tomorrow- she would do it tomorrow.

So without a thought to spare, she turned off her lights and hopped in bed.

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"How do I look?"

Marinette giggled, giving herself a good pat on the back for being able to pull this one off as she observed the jacket on Adrien.

"Like a model, Adrien." She smiled, when his smile grew as well. "I really like how it turned out- it really brings out your eyes and makes your hair look a bit darker." She looked over him, trying to find out what was wrong, when it hit her. She began to walk forward, lifting a hand up. "It would look really good if you messed up your hair-"

However, before she could say anything, Adrien had grabbed her hand, stopping it's journey. A blush flew over his cheeks, and he swallowed.

"I-I, um…" he couldn't look her in the eye, which made her grow worried. Was he injured? "Uh, don't l-like other people messing with my hair." Marinette blinked.

'Oh. He probably isn't used to physical attention from people other than his family, if they give it to him.'

"S-Sorry." He added when she didn't answer. Her eyes widened and she moved to correct her mistake.

"No, It's okay." Marinette gently took her hand out of his grasp to place it on his shoulder- a much more common touch. "I should've asked for permission to mess with your hair. Nothing to apologize for." She smiled up at him, and he smiled back, almost relieved.

"O-Okay." He cleared his throat. "So… you have a secret admirer?"

"Yeah." Marinette blushed, glancing over to her backpack, where last night's present lay. "I do."

She knew that Adrien knew that she had a secret admirer, so he probably just used it as a conversation starter.

She would make him comfortable around her yet!

"H-Have you met him yet?"

"No." Marinette replied instantly, remembering last night's letter. "But I don't think that he's going to show himself anytime soon."

"Why?"

"W-Well…" Marinette paused.

She could easily tell Adrien what had happened- about the letter.

She could share with the world that she had finally found her friend.

But, that would be betraying Chat Noir.

She shook her head. "Secret Admirers are supposed to be secret. The main point of it is the whole mystery concept." Adrien titled his head to the side slightly, and Marinette was happy that he had accepted her answer.

"What would you do?" Adrien asked. Marinette grew confused, and it must've shown on her face, because he elaborated. "If he did show himself."

"Well…" Marinette drew her face to the floor beneath her to think. "I guess… I guess I would try to be friends with him." She answered honestly. "I don't want to scare him off."

But he couldn't really expect for her to keep every single detail about it a secret, right? She'd need some truth in order to survive Alya's questioning.

"I was going to let him do it at his own pace, but Alya convinced me to make the first move. I left a letter for him last night."

"Oh?" Adrien asked. "What does it say?"

"I asked him if he wanted to meet me face to face one night." Marinette refused to meet his gaze, deciding to fiddle with her fingers instead. If she looked him in the eye, the secret would be out- and it hadn't even been a day yet!

"Did he reply?"

"Uhhh…" Great, the one question that Marinette didn't want to answer. She thought long and hard on what her response would be, biting on her lip.

She had to make it convincing, otherwise Alya would know something was wrong right away.

"No, he didn't." She decided to say. Then words began to just fall out of her mouth. "Well, he kinda did, but just not directly. He said that now wasn't the time." Adrien opened his mouth to say something, but it was at that moment that Alya and Nino walked into class.

Now…

Would the story work on Alya? She hoped so.

"Good morning Alya, Nino." Marinette greeted warmly- as though she wasn't freaking out on the inside.

"Morning dudes." Nino greeted. "Nice jacket, bro."

"Thanks!" Adrien spun around a bit, showing it off. Marinette couldn't help but feel great pride from it. "Marinette made it for me!"

"It's amazing, dude!"

"So?" Alya asked Marinette eagerly, reminding the Bluenette that she had other problems at the moment. "Did he reply? Did he, did he?"

"He did, but he said that now wasn't the time." Marinette relayed her little fib. Even a small thing like that tasted foul in her mouth. Alya groaned and rolled her eyes, clearly impatient.

"He's gotta get some courage and introduce himself to you, girl!" She said as they both sat down.

"And I told you that I would wait for him to be comfortable." Marinette replied stubbornly with her own roll of the eyes. "And I will continue to wait. I can be patient."

"Girl, where was this patience when I was changing into the dress you made for me so that you criticize it? Or how about that one time where-"

"Alya!" Marinette exclaimed, face red with embarrassment. "Th-Those were different."

"Uh-hu. Suuure they were." Alya winked at Marinette, and she groaned.

At least she was able to keep the secret.