Hello.

Chapter two is up! It was kind of hard to write one part of it, because I had just recently gone through a similar situation with one of my friends. Also, I recommend listening to the Civil Wars' song, "Poison and Wine", while reading this. Lastly, the third chapter can go in one of two ways. Either a romantic, albeit tearful, realization, or pretty much a hardcore tragedy. I have excellent ideas for both, ones that I like, but I want to which one you guys would prefer. So leave a review for either scenario, and I'll figure out who had more votes and write the next chapter accordingly. I'll wait until Sunday night, and write the finale on Monday.

Enjoy!

Adrien buried his forehead in the palm of his hand. He had messed up, he knew he had. He had always just assumed that Marinette was scared of him, or something along those lines.

How could he have been so blind?

When Adrien lifted his head, he looked up to find the entire school staring at him in silence. Not even Chloe, who had been on her way over to him, made a noise, or a movement. Adrien clutched the strap of his messenger bag, gritted his teeth and walked out of the school's courtyard, not making eye contact with anyone.

He ran down the steps in front of the school, and walked briskly into the silver luxury car waiting for him. The Gorilla snuck a glance at him through the rear view mirror, and the two made eye contact. "I don't really feel like talking right now. Let's just go home."

Adrien stalked up to his massive bedroom. He flung open the door, slammed it shut, and threw his bag on the floor.

"Watch it kid," Plagg whined, floating up to Adrien's face. In response, Adrien just blinked at his kwami, and fell face first onto his plush bed.

"I feel…I don't know how to feel," Adrien said, voice muffled. Plagg sighed, and grabbed a wheel of camembert from Adrien's night stand.

"Just let it out," Plagg said between large bites of his favorite cheese.

"I didn't know that Marinette…it's just, I don't like her in the same way that she…" Adrien sighed, "She is such an amazing person-and I want her to be happy, but I…I love Ladybug."

Plagg didn't say anything, and Adrien didn't even hear the sound of Plagg devouring his cheese.

"But you know, maybe Marinette had the right idea. Maybe there is a point when you can't love someone anymore. Maybe," Adrien blinked back a stray tear, "Maybe I should move on too."

"What are you saying, kid?" Plagg gasped, dropping his camembert.

"I'm saying that I need to let Ladybug go."

"But..."

"She'll always be my lady, Plagg, but I'm starting to lose hope that she'll ever return my feelings," he rolled over, rubbing his eyes roughly with the palm of his hands. He drew in a raged breath.

He would tell her tonight.

The night sky was dark, but the full moon illuminated the curves of his lady's face.

"Chat…"

He studied her face, knowing that with the exception of fighting akumas, he'd probably never see her again.

"Chat…" Ladybug said, concern creeping into her throat.

He blinked. Shaking his head, he was about to speak when Ladybug cut him off.

"Chat, what's wrong?" she asked, reaching a hand out. Chat gently grabbed her wrist, and slowly brought her arm back down before she could place her hand on his shoulder. Her eyes grew wide, and step took a small step back, "Chat, you're scaring me."

"This isn't going to be easy, milady. But I…I have to do something and please hear me out first, okay?" Chat said, not finding it I him to use any puns. Ladybug nodded her head, eyebrows knit together.

"You are the love of my life. From the moment I first saw you, I thought to myself, I want to spend the rest of my life with this girl."

Ladybug's eyes widened.

"I wanted it so badly, but I guess you never saw me the same way? And I'm not mad, really I'm not, but I kinda feel like you already love someone."

Ladybug's eyes lowered.

"And all I want is for you to be happy-even if that means that I'm not the one making you smile."

Ladybug's eyes closed.

"But I can't do this anymore. I can't pretend that I'm okay when we're out patrolling anymore. I…I'm going to patrol on my own from now on."

Chat watched as his lady's face contorted into shock, her eyes springing open and her mouth falling open.

"Here comes the part where I do something, probably something incredibly drastic. I'm going to borrow some wisdom from a frien…someone that I know. It seemed to give them closure"

"What do you mean Chaton? Are you going to hurt your…" Ladybug rambled in a panic, when Chat cupped the sides of her face, and pulled her into a deep, fierce , heart stopping kiss. Just as her knees gave out, and Chat wrapped an arm around her waist for support, Ladybug froze.

Chat took that as his queue to let go and step back, his fingers trailing down her cheek as he smiled sadly. He looked into her dazed eyes and said, "Goodbye, milady."

He turned around and pulled out his silver baton. Extending it, he was about to launch himself over the rooftops of Paris when he heard Ladybug cry out, "Chat-please wait!"

Chat stiffened, he knew he should go, but he couldn't seem to make his legs work. Ladybug ran up behind him, and he winced when he felt her hand on his shoulder.

"Chat, please, turn around."

Slowly, Chat faced his lady. He was startled by the clarity and the urgency her face held. Her features were set in a determined, but if in an almost terrified sort of way.

Drawing a deep breath, Ladybug said, "I need to know who you are underneath this mask."

Wow.

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