(Hello! SG here! Hope you liked that cliff hanger and the awfully long wait for this chapter! There's a cute little surprise in the middle of it that I think you'll enjoy. it's nothing rated M or anything, just some cute stuff. Trust me on this one. Also, I'm sorry if it's a bit too cute or awkward. *Turns my volume up all the way* I got big plans for this next chapter though, and you guys are going to love it- I hope. *wink wink*)

Marinette froze, her eyes wide.

"No?" Her voice was a bit squeaky. She quickly covered her mouth.

Chat Noir rolled his eyes, trying to make it a bit less awkward. "Marinette." He grabbed her wrists to pull her hands away from her mouth. When she flinched, Chat let go immediately.

He was now close enough to tell she was about to cry.

"Please don't lie to me." Chat whispered, slowly backing away from Marinette. He turned around and headed for the balcony. He knew if he was dramatic enough, she'd stop him.

He had only just made it to the edge of the balcony when he heard her voice. "Chat!"

He turned around and saw Marinette, who was clearly shaking, and there were tears going down her face. She looked like she was going to fall over.

"P-please don't leave me…" Her voice barely a whisper.

Chat hopped down. "I-I wont."

Her knees gave in and she began to fall. Chat caught her and slowly brought her to the ground, where she held onto him like her life depended on it. She cried onto his shoulder for what felt like forever. Chat could only rub her back, trying to comfort her.

She is Ladybug?

She is Ladybug…

She's my Ladybug.

"I wish you knew how sorry I am," She said, her sobbing now quiet.

"What for? You've done nothing wrong!" Chat said, pulling away from her to look into her beautiful bluebell eyes, which were full of tears.

"For being… me." She said, looking away. "For being Ladybug. For all the things I've done… I'm sorry."

She put her head down in shame. Chat couldn't believe his ears. Did she not like being his lady?

Chat put his hand on her chin and brought her head up to look at him. "Never be ashamed of who you are, you hear me?" He said, gently. "Because no matter who or what you are, I will always…"

He paused and cleared his throat, giving her enough time to realize where he was going with that.

"I will always love you. With or without the mask."

She froze, her beautiful eyes never leaving his as they filled back up with tears.

Before she knew what she was doing, Marinette had reached up to touch his face. He slowly moved his hand from her chin, back behind her head. "Could you—" She stopped.

"Yes?" He asked, his gentle voice extremely quiet, as if talking any louder would shatter her.

"Could you say that again?" She closed her eyes, waiting for a reply.

"I love you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng."

She leaned forward, stopping inches from his lips. "I love you, Chat Noir."

She felt his soft lips gently pressing against her own, carefully, gently. It lasted for what seemed forever but it was over too soon. They both pulled away to look into each others eyes.

"I do believe," He began, giving her that handsome smile she loved so much. "That we were supposed to be going on a date? I know we kind of missed the time we had originally set for it, but it's never too late, if you still want to."

Marinette had totally forgotten Adrien had accidentally asked her on a date, not too long ago. She began to laugh, making Chats heart beat faster. "Of course, kitty." She rested her head on his shoulder, sending chills down his back.

"Any place in mind?" He asked. "I could take you anywhere in the world."

"Anywhere, as long as you're there." He couldn't help but smile.

They later found themselves curled up on her bed watching a movie, occasionally pointing at a character and saying 'that's you' or 'that's me' or sometimes even 'that's us' which always ended in giggling. Chat had detransformed long ago, and now both his and Marinette's kwami's were sitting on her desk, talking about recent akuma's or whatever it is that kwami's talk about.

The sun had begun to go down and it was getting late. Adrien tried to move Marinette, who had fallen asleep, off of his chest, careful not to wake her.

He tiptoed to where Plagg and Tikki were. "Plagg, come on before she wakes up." Adrien whispered. His kwami groaned, but obeyed, waving goodbye to his friend. "Transform me."

Chat had nearly made it outside when he heard Marinette.

"You're leaving?" She asked, her sad voice begging him to stay.

"Yeah, it's getting kind of late and you need your beauty sleep." Chat answered. Marinette looked down at her hands. "Will I see you tomorrow?"

"Of course, princess."

She nodded. "Goodnight then, kitty."

Marinette lay in her bed, thinking about the events of the day. The model Adrien Agreste, her crush, was the superhero Chat Noir. She didn't know how she hadn't noticed before. They both had green eyes, blonde hair, a adorable smile… The list could go on and on.

Marinette stood up, walking over to her desk. She was about to sit down when all of a sudden she felt a sharp pain from her ankle. She quickly covered her mouth to muffle her scream. She looked down at her ankle. It was covered in bruises again, and now it was bent a little weird.

"TIKKI!" Marinette screeched, falling over.

Her kwami rushed to her. She was about to ask what was wrong, but then she looked at Marinette's ankle. It was worse than before, to say the least.

"Oh… oh this is not good…" Tikki whispered, covering her mouth. "You need to transform now. I'll be able to heal your ankle, but by the looks of it, it's going to take a lot more than just the suit to heal it."

Marinette nodded, still covering her mouth. "T-Tikki, transform me."

Adrien stared at his ceiling in the dark. He wanted to do something special for his lady but he didn't know what. He had asked Plagg, but all he said was to give her cheese.

He decided to take her shopping. He knew of a few awesome stores all over Paris where Marinette could get new clothes. Maybe he could even take her out for lunch? God, there was just too much he wanted to do for her. He even paid to have a beautiful sapphire necklace made for her, which came in a box that was black on the outside and royal blue on the inside.

He had gotten permission from his father just a few hours ago, which was not easy. He would have to go to a ton of photoshoots to make up for this, but it would be worth it.

But after a minute he realized what could go wrong. What if Marinette didn't want to go shopping? What if she didn't want lunch? What if she didn't like the necklace? What if she just couldn't accept all the gifts?

The thought of her not liking it scared him. What if he just took her to lunch and gave her the necklace? He decided it'd be best to call her, just to make sure.

Ring… Ring…

She answered the call. "Hello?" Adrien didn't know why, but her voice was a bit off. It sounded like she was in pain.

"Hi. I- uh, I just wanted to know if you'd like to get lunch with me sometime?" He could hear something on the other end, but he didn't know what it was.

"Yeah, sure." The way she said sure worried him. "Are you okay?" He asked.

"Of cour-" He heard a muffled cry and heard something fall over.

"What was that?" Adrien demanded. The call dropped.

"Plagg, transform me!" Adrien yelled.

Chat Noir ran and jumped across rooftops, making his way to the Dupain-Cheng bakery. It had only been a few minutes before he was jumping onto Marinette's balcony, then climbing inside to her room.

He found Ladybug on the floor, curled up in a ball. She wasn't moving, but she was awake.

"Ladybug?" Chat walked over to her, sitting down just a few feet away.

"What?" She said through her teeth. Now that Chat was closer, he could see she had unshed tears in her eyes.

"What happened?"

"I fell over."

"Yeah, I can see that, but why?"

She rolled her eyes. "I lost my balance."

Chat sighed. She was a terrible liar. "Why are you transformed then?" Ladybug didn't respond, instead she closed her eyes. She seemed to be trying to ignore Chat's question.

"Ladybug." He said, putting his hand on her shoulder. "Can you please tell me what's wrong? I want to help you but I can't if you wont let me."

Super dramatic Chat Noir mode activated.

He put his head down extremely dramatically, letting out a very long sigh. Ladybug opened her eyes. "I guess if you wont let me help you, I'll just have to go home and be sad with no food or anyone to talk to."

He turned away and slowly walked to the door leading to her balcony.

"You stupid cat." He heard her whisper. He turned around, raising an eyebrow. She was sitting up now. "My ankle. Tikki doesn't know why, but her healing powers were reversed, causing it to go back to…" She closed her eyes. "Broken? I think? I don't really know. All I know is that it hurts really really badly."

Chat turned around and hopped back down next to Ladybug. She detransformed, her kwami falling onto her lap.

He looked down at her ankle, which was worse than it was the first time he saw it. "Do you want me to take you to the-"

"NO!" She said, a bit louder than she meant to. "I mean, no." She sighed. "The suit will heal it. I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" He asked, still worried for her.

She nodded. "Of course." He could tell she was lying.

"Can I stay over, just to make sure you're okay?" He asked innocently.

She turned as red as the marks on her ankle. "Chat!" She squeaked, covering her face. "I don't think you understand how bad of an idea that is."

"I don't get it. Why's that a bad idea? I just want to make sure you're okay."

She looked at him through the cracks in her fingers. "Are you serious?"

"Yes…?"

She laughed. "Chat, we're teenagers. You're a boy, I'm a girl. My parents would kill me."

Chat realized what she was trying to say and turned as red as she had been moments before. "Oh. I am such an idiot." He laughed. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." She smiled, avoiding eye contact.

"I should probably head back, I'll see you tomorrow." He stopped for a moment. He had almost forgotten. "Oh yeah, I've got a surprise for you. It'll be here in about two weeks." He said, helping her back to her bed so she wouldn't have to use her injured ankle.

"A surprise?" She asked, yawning.

"Yeah, you're going to love it- I hope." He said, winking. He crawled out onto the balcony, and off he went, jumping across the beautiful city of Paris until he reached his home.