Here's the second installment of Five Kisses! See, it was within the week! Please enjoy Marichat!

Marichat

Chat Noir bounded over the rooftops of Paris, breathing in the freedom the transformation gave him. He did his best to stay out of sight of the public, though, because his presence during the day normally meant there was an akuma attack. As he ran, he felt the stress of daily life drain from his limbs, replaced with a warm contentment. This was what he was born to do.

Chat eventually came to a stop on a roof overlooking the Seine. The view was amazing. He was so caught up in the view, in fact, that he nearly missed the person about to fall into the river.

The cat-like hero leaped from the rooftop, vaulting over the street in an attempt to get to the person before they fell in. He grabbed a hold of their arm just as they tumbled over the edge. With a strong tug, Chat pulled them back up and righted them. He received a huge shock when he saw their face. Marinette?

"Careful, Princess," he smirked, recovering quickly. "Don't want to take an unexpected bath, do you?"

Marinette looked up at his with those brilliant blue eyes and huffed. "I wasn't going to fall in," she protested.

Chat gave her a look, exaggerated by his unusual eyes. "Are you sure about that? Because you were clawfully close to the water."

Marinette didn't respond. Instead, she began walking off in the direction of her home. Chat followed, whistling a merry tune the whole time. They continued like this for a while, right up until the school was in view. That's about the time Marinette's patience snapped.

"Will you stop following me?!" she seethed, whirling around to face the hero.

Chat just smiled at her. He liked this side of Marinette, though he rarely got to see it. Why was she so comfortable with Chat Noir and not Adrien? Surely it should have been the other way around.

"I just want to make sure you get home safely, Princess," he told her. "You bad luck seems to rival my own."

"I have amazing luck, thank you," she retorted, a secretive smile creeping onto her face. Chat had to wonder why she was smiling like that. What wasn't she saying?

They continued walking, though now Chat was allowed to walk beside her. All too soon they arrived at the door to the bakery. Marinette paused on the sidewalk, looking at the black-clad hero somewhat sheepishly.

". . . Thanks," she eventually said. "For saving me back there, I mean."

Chat bowed, a cocky smirk on his face. "My pleasure, Princess. After all, I am your humble knight."

At that, Marinette scoffed. "You are anything but humble."

Chat held a claw-tipped hand to his chest. "You wound me, Princess. I am but the humble servant of the city and my Lady –and you, of course."

She rolled her bluebell eyes. "Okay, kitty. But thanks for walking me home. You didn't have to."

He took her hand in his own and kissed it. "My pleasure, Princess," he repeated.

With that, the unlucky hero bounded off to get ready for his fencing lesson. But no matter how hard he tried, the image of Marinette's smile refused to leave his mind –or his heart.

Ugh, I just love these two dorks so much! Sorry this was so short, though. Thanks for reading!

~C