Marinette/Ladybug
Ladybug had to admit, she was glad that Chat Noir was back, although she wasn't happy that he had ditched her in the first place; it had caused her a painful injury (of which was currently bandaged up now) and she had started to get used to the techniques that she and Cat Noir had developed while fighting together.
However, she also had to agree that it was a beautiful night, and that sitting on the top of a Paris building watching the stars was quite entrancing. This was one of the more peaceful perks of being Ladybug - when she was not fighting crazy villains, she was enjoying her powers and seeing Paris from a whole new view.
But she also knew that she would have to turn back soon; she could feel her earring vibrate as it indicated low battery. And she guessed the same for Chat Noir.
"Look, I've got to go," she said to him, standing up and pulling out her yo-yo from around her waist. "I'm going to change back soon."
"Me, too," Chat Noir added, looking at his ring. "Well, it's been really nice, my lady. See you around!"
"And next time," Ladybug told him with a firm look in her dark blue eyes, "Show up."
"I would never let you or Paris down again," Chat Noir assured, and with that, he disappeared.
Ladybug turned in the other direction, not able to stop herself from wondering where Chat Noir was heading. Of course, she was curious about who he was, too, but she knew that she should stay true to her kwami's words about not learning his secret, and keeping hers as well.
She had just reached her room by the time she turned back - there was a small flash of light and then she was Marinette again, plunking herself down on her bed and sighing. Tikki fluttered upwards and over to a tray of cookies, from the bakery down below, that was sitting on Marinette's desk and began to munch away.
"Well, what did you think of that, Tikki?" Marinette asked. "I guess Cat Noir really hasn't disappeared."
Tikki nodded. "You know, Marinette, I really think he likes you."
Marinette blushed and looked away. "Maybe… but you know that my heart belongs to someone else…" She looked up at the many pictures of Adrien collaging her computer's lockscreen and smiled.
"Yes, yes, Adrien," Tikki replied, giggling to herself.
"Well, I should get some sleep," Marinette murmured, burrowing herself into her blankets and yawning. "There will probably be some other crazy akumanized villain tomorrow…"
The next day at school, Adrien wasn't there yet again; Marinette pouted to Alya, who still had a positive air about it all. "Come on, girl," she said, "this gives us lots of time! Ooh, you know, if he's sick, then you could visit him and give him a get-well card -"
"Are you crazy?" Marinette screamed, her eyes widening in surprise. "I would never do that!"
Alya just snickered.
So, the day was once again lonely; nothing seemed to motivate Marinette, to get her hopes up, not even Alya's many ideas of how to get Adrien to notice her.
When she went home that night, her mother greeted her as she stepped into the sweet-smelling bakery, sweeping the floor. "Hello, Marinette," she greeted. "How was school?"
"Fine," Marinette grumbled, then went upstairs before plopping herself down on her bed, just like she had done the previous night.
"I wonder where he is, Tikki," she said as her kwami floated out of her post and sat down on the headboard of Marinette's bead.
"Who, Adrien? I think you're worrying a little too much, Tikki."
"It's almost like when Chat Noir disappeared."
Tikki tapped her chin, but whatever she was thinking, she didn't say it.
"Speaking of which," Marinette said, "Paris seems awfully peaceful today."
That phrase must have been jinxed, because just then, police cars started to blare out through the streets. Marinette ran to her window and looked outside - there were cars all through the city, speeding down the winding streets of Paris, seeming to head nowhere in particular.
And that's when Marinette saw why. Something gold kept streaking through the city, one second there, another second somewhere else. It was obviously traveling extremely fast, and Marinette was certain that it was yet another akumanized villain.
"Come on, Tikki," Marinette said to her kwami as she turned away from the window. "Spots on!"
And the familiar transformation happened again, then Ladybug was out the door - or, rather, the window.
As she zipped across the tops of buildings, nowhere near as fast as the golden streak, of which was currently near the Eiffel Tower, then at City Hall, and - Marinette got dizzy from trying to follow it with her eyes.
"Where is that cat?" she murmured, and then a familiar dark figure stepped in front of her and raised his head, showing cat ears and twinkling green eyes.
"Right here," said Chat Noir. "Shall we get to work, m'lady?"
"Yes, what is that?" Ladybug asked, pointing - or trying to - at the zooming golden dot.
"Well, I don't think it'll stay still long enough for us to find out," Chat Noir replied, trying to follow it with his eyes, then shaking his head from dizziness.
"Unless we show that we're here, then it might talk to us," Ladybug replied, and threw her yo-yo across the street so that it caught on another building, then resumed her swinging through the city while Chat Noir followed.
Similar to the police cars, they didn't know exactly where they were going, but when the golden streak passed Ladybug, she yelled, "Over here!" and to her surprise, it stopped.
"Well, well, well," said a vibrating, energized voice. "Race you to the Eiffel Tower!"
"No - wait!" Ladybug called, but she realized it was no use. Chat Noir walked forward and stood next to her.
"Come on, my lady," he said. "We're not going to let Speedster down there take our confidence away, are we?"
I don't think anything can take away his confidence, Marinette thought as she watched her colleage start towards the Eiffel Tower.
As expected, 'Speedster' reached it first. He was running on the spot as he stood at the bottom of the tower, electricity crackling through his hair. He wore a tight golden suit with a matching mask and his shoes were obviously built for running.
"Hey, hey, slow down," Chat Noir called, leaning against the side of the Eiffel Tower. "Who are you? Nevermind, I'm calling you Speedster - what do you want?"
"To be the fastest man in town!" Speedster yelled, preparing to run again, but Ladybug held up her hand.
"I see you've already accomplished that," she said, "but do you have any evil motives?"
She knew what the answer was.
"Of course! I'm going to destroy all the other 'runners' in this town, who never thought I was good enough! But just look at me now." And he sped off, heading towards the running track.
Chat Noir turned to Ladybug. "Was that a necessary question, my lady? Of course he had evil motives -"
Ladybug rolled her eyes. "Just trying to slow things down."
Chat Noir smiled. "Now you're talking my language. But I think we'll need to speed things up for this one…" And he started after Speedster, Ladybug behind him.