Chat prowled through the department store. The lights were dimmed and his night vision cast the displays in a green light. He was cautious to keep his footsteps silent as he keeps his eyes open for any sight of the notorious thief. A thief that had never been caught, and never been seen.

He meticulously scanned the room he was in; empty except for the displays. Had they gotten away again? He spotted the display where the jewels had been stolen. Right in the centre was a ring where dust hadn't had time to dull the blue velvet. It had been an intricate piece of ruby and obsidian. He'd seen it that morning. It was due to be auctioned the day after tomorrow and had been shown to the wealthiest people of Paris.

"Well if it isn't the infamous kitty of Paris," a voice said, echoing in the empty room. "I almost thought you wouldn't give a bug like me any attention."

Chat's ears twitched as the sound of footsteps approached him from behind. They were still here? How had they avoided detection? He whirled around and observed the thief. His heart missed a beat.

He didn't think it was possible for anyone to miss her. She was decked from head to foot in red with black ladybug spots. Yet somehow she'd evaded all the police sent to stop her. She'd avoided the eyes of every camera in every building she had ever visited. She'd evaded him.

"A bug like you?" he asked eyeing the necklace strung around her neck. It was the ruby and obsidian piece she had just snatched.

"I was under the impression you were tied up chasing Butterflies," she says her head tilting to the side with a not-so-innocent smile on her lips.

"You have information on Hawkmoth," he stated trying not to watch the movement of her twin ponytails.

"Well of course," she says with a mischievous glint in her sapphire eyes.

Chat paused, "What do you want?" he finally asked.

Her smile widened. "Funny you should ask," she said walking closer until she was right in his face.

Chat tensed but remained still even as he could see the silver like flecks surrounding her pupils. She was a lot shorter up close, barely coming to his chin.

Neither of them blinked for a second as Chat peered into the mischievous eyes looking up at him. It would be so easy to just reach out and catch her. He could probably hold her down quickly, her frame was more petite than his, and she couldn't be any stronger than he was.

His arms remained by his side. His heartbeat was pounding rapidly in his chest.

She reached up and touched his cheek. He fought to remain as still as possible. He was so caught up in searching her eyes that he almost missed the moment when the smile curved into a smirk. Her other hand flew up, and a small projectile that he couldn't make out was flung at the roof.

He moved, trying to at least catch her. She laughed, dancing out of his grip. Then she was gone, swinging through the windows overhead and into the night.

Chat stared up at the window she's flown through, churning over the events in his mind. He'd been tricked. His heart wouldn't stop racing for some reason either.

29/12/2018

I have no idea where I was going with this plot wise so I'm going to set it up as a series of one-shots and flick it to complete. I will likely add more to this universe; however progress would be very slow heh.

Reviews and Ideas are appreciated and Adored

~Jessica