I do not, and will never own Miraculous Ladybug

Sorry for the short chapter. I'm running into a bit of writers block/lack of inspiration. If you have any suggestions on where to go with this story, please let me know. Also, please give me prompts. You can private message them to me, leave them in the reviews, or contact me through my blog (aliceoflynn. wordpress. com) Which ever way, I would love to hear from you all. - Alice O'flynn

Marinette was getting suspicious about the similarities between Chat Noir, and Adrien. There were too many for her to ignore anymore. Not only did they have the same hair color, eye color, skin tone, and height. But they also had the same allergies, both played Ultimate Mecha Strike Three. And they both got sick at the smell of blood. Although she tried to tell herself those were just coincidences, they were starting to stack up. She had also never seen Adrien and Chat Noir in the same place before. He often left as soon as an akuma attack began. So she took her cue from something Alya had done before, and photoshopped Adrien into Chat Noir's costume. There were a few things off, his hair wasn't as messy, and his eyes weren't as green. But those things were small. She realized how they looked almost identical. Alya might have been right about her hunch. But the time Marinette fell asleep that night, which happened to be very late, she was convinced that Adrien was Chat Noir.

The next morning Marinette woke up, still tired. She had gotten to sleep at five the night before. Since she spent most of the night freaking out about her discovery. She had no clue how to act around Adrien anymore. She was glad that he didn't know who she was, since that would only make it harder for her. She didn't know how to act, so she ended up acting the same at school. Staring at Adrien, and zoning out. So no one thought her behaviour was odd.

"Hey, Marinette, can I treat you to lunch today? Since you were so kind to invite me over to eat with your family yesterday." Adrien said when the lunch bell rang.

"Sure, where do you want to go?" It was so much easier for her to talk to him when she knew he was Chat.

"We can go to the restaurant in the hotel."

"I would love to."

"Then it's a date then."

"Okay, it's a date," Marinette smiled, just because he was her partner, it didn't mean she didn't still love him. In fact, she probably loved him more for being both Adrien Agreste, and her flirty kitty. Adrien gave her a bright smile, and she smiled back.