The heart is a mystical thing. It keeps us alive by pumping blood to every part of our body. It is a strong organ which scientists say has no memory. But the heart is also a thing of great speculation and power; spoken, written, and even put into songs, by many great authors, singers, actors and poets around the world. The heart is supposed to be the center of love, feeling, loneliness and heartbreak.
And it was that organ, that great red Valentine's Day sought-after-object that was at present causing Adrien Agreste trouble. Poetry was something Adrien had always like reading. He loved the cheesy rhymes and the hidden messages. As much as he loved poetry, Adrien was not quite a poet himself. He tried to be, and for a teen boy perhaps to someone, his work would be considered good, but for him personally, it was trash. He couldn't get it right. Conflicted emotions in his heart seemed to be a substantial issue with his writing. His first poems where addressed to Ladybug. Try as he might to totally forget his feelings toward the girl who showed no interest in him, the task was easier said than done. However upon scraping the first few pages, Adrien's thought process seemed to shift as a certain blonde walked into the classroom. She smiled at him, giving a small wave as she passed. He wasn't the only one she waved at of course but it didn't matter. Any attention she would give the boy felt special to him, even if it was only for a moment. Adrien attempted poetry again, doing his best to put his feelings into words, but no matter what he wrote, nothing felt good enough. Through the entirety of the class Adrien attempted to write what he was feeling, that was until Ms. Bustier approached him.

"Adrien I hope whatever your writing has to do with my lesson." She said stepping closer. "Can you tell me what I just said?"

Adrien sighed " That's why in most fairy tales, the prince breaks the spell by kissing the princess because only love conquers hate."

Ms. Bustier smiled. "Very good, Adrien! Now, everyone, don't forget to finish Sleeping Beauty by Charles Perrault tonight, and happy Valentine's day, students!"

The majority of the students got up to leave the class as Adrien continued to write, it wasn't until Lucy's passing figure went into his line of vision that he crumpled up the paper and tossed it into the trash, following after her.

"Hi Adrien." Chloe greeted, stopping him from walking any further. "Sign here please." She said holding the bottom of a rolled up paper. Adrien rolled his eyes.

"Come on Chloe, you know how much I hate signing autographs."

" Oh, that's not what this is. This is a petition against cruelty to hamsters. Have you seen some of the ugly sweaters they are forced to wear? It's appalling." Chloe claimed placing a hand on her heart. Adrien had a feeling that her words were not honest ones, but didn't feel like arguing as he was loosing sight of the girl he wanted to talk to. Signing the paper quickly he raced through the crowed leaving Chloe and Sabrina smiling at one another. Chloe hugs her poster when Sabrina notices Marinette digging in the trash.

"Well, well, looking for something to eat there Marinette?" Chloe jabs.

"Maybe she's looking for some better clothes." Adds Sabrina. The two laugh together before running off leaving Marinette glaring at their disappearing figures.

"Don't give them the time of day Marinette." Tikki said. Marinette nodded.

"You right." She then opened up the crumpled paper and read it.

"Your hair is dark as night,

your pretty bluebell eyes,

I wonder who you are beneath that strong disguise.

Every day we see each other and I hope that you'll be mine,

together our love could be so true, please, will you be my Valentine?"

"Whoa! Now that's a love poem!" Tikki exclaimed. Marinette hummed in thought.

"I wonder who he could be talking about. Dark hair and bluebell eyes?"

"Um you?" Tikki suggested as if it was obvious.

"Me? No way. There are plenty of girls at school with dark hair and blue eyes."
"Yeah, but bluebell eyes..." Tikki argued.

"What do you think he means by "strong disguise"?"
"This is poetry." Explained Tikki. " He means who you are deep down inside. He wants to get to know you Marinette! He's talking about you! Are there any more?!" Marinette picked up another paper ball and unraveled it.

"Somewhere
In a well hidden place
Buried deep in my soul
Concealed behind my ego
Secured by the impenetrable walls of past history
-And unconvinced promises
There's this tiny box-
It is sealed with honesty
And the sanctity of mutual respect & admiration.
And in this hidden box –
Are my unexpressed feelings
For you."

Tikki tilted her head to the side. "That's interesting. The first poem is cute and rhymey while this one is...more serious. The writing style is very different."

"Do you think this one is about me too?" Marinette asked unsure.

"It has to be! It may not have any character description in it, but the first one sure did and I can't imagine Adrien making poems for a bunch of girls at once. He simply isn't the type."

"Your right Tikki." Marinette agreed. "He would never. Oh gosh, this is so exciting! Pinch me!"

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Lucy was making her way home when the sound of her name being called caught her attention. She stopped and turned around to find Adrien running up to her. She raised an eyebrow at him as he slowed his pace and caught his breath.

"Hey." He breathed out with a smile. Lucy gave a small chuckle.

"Hey you. What's up?"

"Um." Adrien paused. What was he going to say to her again? "Happy...Valentines day." It came out awkward and Lucy looked at him funny for it.

"Right, yeah. Happy Valentines day."

"Any plans?"

Lucy was taken back by this conversation, she didn't know where it was going and she wasn't sure she liked that.

"Um, no. No plans. Probably going to go home and watch crappy rom-coms with my mom. Its kinda a tradition we have since my parents split."

"Cool...cool." Adrien said shuffling his feet on the ground. "No hot date then? Me either. Riding this one...solooooo."

"Really? I figured you would have potential dates lined up at the door."

"Maybe," Adrien shrugged. "but I'm not interested in them. How about you? Any secret admirers then? I'd be surprised if you didn't."

"Well surprise! I don't, or at least I don't know of any, which in all honesty is kind of a good thing. Secret admirers are usually people who admire you from a far. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don't want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it, too. I want them to be able to do whatever they want around me."

Adrien studies Lucy with a soft expression before perking up.

"What about Chat Noir?" Regret filled his body as he took in Lucy's annoyed expression.

"What about him?"

"I heard you two are...close?"

"Yeah and who did you hear that from?"

"People?" He answered, unsure as to why Lucy would be upset with people thinking that. Had he done something to upset her as Chat?

Lucy rolled her eyes and began walking away from Adrien, who reached out for her.

"Wait, Lucy, I'm sorry I didn't mean to upset you."

Sighing Lucy shook her head. "You didn't. Its just..." She spoke trying to put her thoughts together. "I'm just over people trying to confront me on things they don't know anything about. I have only interacted with Chat Noir in a public setting a handful of times and none of those times did we ever interact in a way that is any different that I have interacted with anyone else. Yet, for some reason these days when ever Chat comes up around me, all anyone wants to do is make assumptions out of what kind of relationship we have. I just don't get it. I could be totally in love with the guy, why is that anyone else business?"

"You could be totally in love with him?" Adrien asked, stuck on that sentence.

"Really? Is it the name sake? Is it the fact that Paris is considered the city of love that everyone here seems to be obsessed with it? Back in my old school, everyone minded their own business. Nobody cared who you were dating or why, or what you did when they weren't around. But here, its like I live in a town with a population of one hundred where everyone just psychoanalyzes everything everyone is doing. It's so much that I'm starting to do it to! I find myself watching people more closely, more than I really need to and I don't even know why! You know what? I'm even starting to think-" Lucy paused and focuses on the boy in front of her. The look of utter bewilderment and regret on his face evident.

"What..?" Adrien asks slowly. Lucy took in a deep breath and sighed it out.

"Nothing." She said, refraining from bringing up her suspicions. The girl had thought long and hard about Chat and the possibility of him being Adrien under his mask. It was something that seemed to make perfect sense and no sense at all. As she looked at him, forming the thought she had about his possible identity was almost difficult, like something was making her lose her focus on the subject. Lucy did not know what it was that was making her mind so fuzzy but she thought perhaps it was her own conscious telling her that she was doing the one thing she was ranting about. Not minding her own fucking business. Chat Noir was her friend and so was Adrien. The two of them being the same person, or two different ones didn't change that. It did however make her own feelings get jumbled. If she really did have some type of buried feelings for Chat, and Chat was also Adrien, then that meant she had buried feelings for Adrien too. The thought made her a little uncomfortable. She did care for Adrien, very much so, but she felt as though she really only got to skim the surface of who he was. The same of course could be argued with Chat, after all, as connected as she felt to the feline hero, she really didn't know much about him. Even if she wanted something to come of that, how could it? The whole thing made her head hurt.

"I'm sorry Adrien." She apologized. "I just...my relationship with Cat Noir is a little hard to define. It's hard to consider myself close to someone I can't really know. In the end, whatever you want to call it, Chat Noir is simply someone who matters to me. Everyone elses opinions on that is just background noise. So to answer your question, no. I am not his valentine. Nor anyones."

"I really didn't mean to pry Lucy." Adrien said softly. Lucy gave him a reassuring smile and placed an arm on his shoulder.

"Its fine, your fine, I'm fine, we are fine. I get edgy on Valentine's day. My last relationship didn't end well and with my parents separation my views on love and all that are a little wonky. That's all."

Smiling at her, Adrien placed a hand over the one she rested on her shoulder. "I get it Lucy, but if you ever wanna talk about it..."

Lucy's eyes shifted to the hand he had placed on top of hers, noticing the sliver ring on his finger. Like every time her mind focused too much on Chat Noir and his possible identity, her mind grew foggy, almost making her forget what she and the boy in front of her had been talking about. She blinked and took her hand back.

"I know."

"And Lucy." Adrien called out as she started walking away. She looked over her shoulder to see him standing half inside his car. "Please don't let your last bad relationship ruin your ability to have a new one. Love isn't easy, but the greatest things in life rarely are." She watched him get into his car and drive away, his words echoing in her mind as she walked home.

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Later on at home after finishing his activities, Adrien sat in front of the computer and sighed. He was still struggling to write his love letter.

"So she's got eyes, arms, legs, big deal! How can you possibly be in love with Ladybug? You don't even know who she really is!" Plagg argued, a hunky piece of cheese in his hand.

"You don't know anything about love." Adrien said gloomily.

"Oh sure I do, I love Cheddar, I love Swiss and I love Camembert." Countered Plagg as he took a bite into his cheese.

Annoyed Adrien got up from his chair and made his way over to the window, staring out it sadly.

"So what are you more frustrated about kid? " Plagg said looking over the pile of papers on Adrien's desk. "The fact that you don't know how to write or that your don't know who to write?"

"I don't need to write anything when I can say it face to face. I love you.. "

"Ew. All this love talk almost makes me lose my appetite. Well, almost." Plagg said looking over his cheese before taking another bite. "So it is who then. Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news but one lady love seems rather disinterested, and the other you only really get close to as Chat Noir. The odds are not in your favor my friend."

Glaring at his kwami Adrien walked back over to his computer. He looked over the letters he had and then to the computer screens which had images of Ladybug from the Ladyblog but also a few images of Lucy, taken from social media. One of them was from a few days ago when he had gone to the movies with Nino, Alya, Marinette and Lucy. It was the only picture he had with Lucy and himself both in it. Lucy had been the one taking the photo with Alya and Marinette when Nino suggested joining in. It was a good photo of them all. Lucy smiling off to the left with Marinette and Alya to the right, and Nino and himself in the back. Adrien wished he had more photos of them together. Of all of them really. The boy frowned as Plaggs words echoed in his mind about Ladybugs disinterest and his lack of relationship with Lucy outside his super hero persona. Plagg and Lucy also seemed to have a common thought process however. They both didn't believe he could truly love Ladybug without knowing who she was under her mask. It was something he had thought about a lot. The issue was part of him agreed. His hesitation when thinking Chloe was Ladybug was enough to tell him that, but the other part of him couldn't shake the feelings he had when around Ladybug. With one last blow of determination, Adrien decided he would share his feelings with Ladybug. Directly. No more jokes or puns for her to laugh off. She would either accept them or reject them. If Adrien was honest with himself, he wasn't sure which response scared him more. The worst part was that he really wanted to talk to Lucy about it. Its was exciting and scary and as Adrien, Nino would usually be his go to when it came to sharing, but as Chat...as Chat it's always Lucy, at least since she has gotten her it has been. Anytime something really crazy, or awesome happened to Chat, she is the first person he wants to tell. He wasn't sure he could do that though. Talking to a girl whom he sorta, kinda might be developing rather strong and somewhat sudden feelings for about another girl just didn't sit right with him for a number of reasons.

"When something awesome happens to me, the first person I want to tell is my mom, and if I couldn't do that, that awesome thing just...wouldn't be so awesome anymore."

Even without trying to directly, Lucy was keeping him from floating off. She was a realistic thinker and it was starting to rub off on him. It turned his thoughts into notes he felt the need to write down. There were so many facts and scenarios and fears running through him all at once that if he didn't, Adrien thought his brain my explode.

He was Chat Noir and Adrien Agreste. He didn't know who Ladybug was when she wasn't Ladybug. He knows Lucy, and is knowing her more everyday. Lucy knows Chat and Adrien Lucy doesn't know Chat is Adrien. Although it is possible he and Ladybug know one another without their masks, he can't think of a singular person he would hope Ladybug is. If Ladybug accepts and returns his feelings, they at some point would have to share identities. If he pursued a romantic relationship with Lucy, he would have to chose to attempt that with either Chat or Adrien, but could not with both because as far as she knew, they are not the same person. The thought of making Ladybug love him as Chat but have her feeling change at finding out he is Adrien scared him. The thought of making Ladybug love him, but have his feelings change at discovering her identity scared him. The thought of making Lucy love him, but having to hide a part of himself from her, scared him. The thought of Lucy not loving him because she might already have feelings for Chat scared him. The thought of Lucy refusing to love Chat because she knows he had to hide half of himself scared him. The thought of sharing his whole secret with Lucy and it putting her in danger scared him. The thought of sharing identities with Ladybug and putting them both in danger scared him. The thought of never being able to love someone and have someone love him back because of his double life scared him. The thought of having to chose between being a hero and being in love scared him. Lucy Ladybug Adrien Chat

What was more important? It was all important. If he thought on it too hard he would never do anything. He really needed to talk to Lucy.

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In her own home Lucy sat alone in her room. Her mother had yet to come home from work, which she supposed didn't surprise her, and everyone she knew was doing things for Valentines day. Talia was obviously out with her boyfriend, Alya and Marinette texted her something about a love poem to Adrien, Adrien himself said he didn't have any plans but if she texted him now, Lucy felt it would send the wrong message, and god forbid Marinette ever found out. Sighing, Lucy wondered into the living room. The apartment was quiet, as Lucy could hear her fingers drum against her leg as she sat on the sofa. In the corner of the room, next to the tv, the box of her fathers old mementos sat. Lucy guessed her mother hadn't found a place in her closet to store it yet. Bringing the box into her room, Lucy sat on her ed and began to sift through it. There were a number of items inside. A few knickknacks, photos of them, a few books. What Lucy was looking for, and found rather easily was the stack of letters that had been rubber banded together. Some were addressed to her mother, other to herself. Looking through them all she didn't even keep note to who's were who's.

I'm so sorry. For all of it, I am so very sorry. I don't know how else to do this. I don;t know how to say the words that keep replaying in my mind. It has to be this way, I know that, but I wish that it could be different. I wanted to tell her everything, maybe if I'd been able to, we could have lived differently, maybe I'd be there with you now instead of here. Maybe... if I'd said, 'I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything,' maybe that would have made the impossible possible. Maybe, but I couldn't do it, I had buried too much too deeply inside me. And here I am, instead of there.

I do not know why I am writing you this letter, or what this letter is supposed to be about, but I am writing it nonetheless, because I love you very much and trust that I will find some good purpose for having written this letter. I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.
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I like to see people reunited, maybe that's a silly thing, but what an I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and they crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can't tell fast enough, the ears that aren't big enough, the eyes that can't take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone, I sit on the side with a coffee and write, I examine the flight schedules that I've already memorized, I observe, I write, I try not to remember the life that I didn't want to lose but lost and have to remember.

But I knew the truth and that's why I was so sad. Every moment before this one depends on this one. Everything in the history of the world can be proven wrong in one moment.

And here I am, instead of there. I'm sitting in this library, thousands of miles from my life, writing another letter I know I won't be able to send, no matter how hard I try and how much I want to. How did that boy making love behind that shed become this man writing this letter at this table?"

I said, I want to tell you something. She said, you can tell me tomorrow. I had never told her how much I loved her.
She was my wife. We slept in the same bed. There was never a right time to say it. It was always unnecessary.
The sheets were rising and falling around me with your mothers breathing. I thought about waking her.
But it was unnecessary. There would be other nights. And how can you say I love you to someone you love?
I rolled onto my side and fell asleep next to her. Here is the point of everything I have been trying to tell you ...

It's always necessary.

Lucy rubbed her eyes and tossed the letters on her bed. She needed to get out. Where she would end up didn't matter she just couldn't be here anymore. Alone, with her thoughts and her fathers old letters. Practically running out of her apartment, Lucy took several deep breaths, crossing her arms as she made her way down the street. She didn't know how long she was walking for and only became aware of her surroundings when she bumped into someone, or more accurately, when someone ran into her.

"Hey! Jeez, watch where your-" She paused mid sentence as she looked at the person who practically rand her over.

"Chat?" She asked. The hero blinked at Lucy before his eyes turned to slits and formed a glare.

"Lucy." He sneered, like her name left a bad taste in his mouth.

Lucy squinted at him. "Are you wearing Lipstick?"

"Lucy!" A voice shouted. Lucy looked to see Ladybug coming their way. "Quick! Kiss that Cat!"

"I beg your pardon?!" She gave Ladybug a bewildered look before hearing Chat practically hiss.

"Get away from me you savage!" He shouted before running past Lucy.

Lucy looked between Ladybug and the runaway Chat. "What in the hell is happening right now?"

Landing in front of Lucy, Ladybug groans. "Akuma attack. He's shooting everyone to make everybody hate each other."

"Uh-huh. And you wanted me to kiss grumpy Chat becauuuuse?"

"Love conquers hate! Kiss the Chat, break the spell. That's what I have been trying to do at least. He's fast though, help me tag team him?"

"Well that sounds scandalous." Lucy joked making Ladybug roll her eyes.

"We need to save Paris."

"Yes, with kisses apparently."

"Are you going to help me or not?" Ladybug pleaded with an annoyed tone.

"Your no fun." Lucy jabbed. "Yeah sure, why not? What are we callin this? Operation smitten kitten?"

"Already regretting asking for your help."

"No time for that, lets take this guy down." Lucy said before holding her hand up to Ladybug. "With love of course."

Ladybugs eye gave a visible twitch before she grabbed Lucy's hand and yo-yoing them both in the direction Chat went. It didn't take long to catch up to the Cat-like hero, and Ladybug quickly threw her yo-yo at him as he attempted to leap away, wrapping him around a light post. Dropping Lucy to the ground, the blonde quickly ran up to the light while Ladybug, spider-maned herself in front of Chat.

"No!" He shouted trying to wiggle free.

"This feels wrong." Lucy said laughing slightly. "That's because it is wrong!" Chat fumed. Ladybug rolled her eyes.

"I don't want to do it either. Come on Lucy."

Shrugging, both girls puckered their lips and attempted to kiss Chat Noir who thrashed his head from side to side to avoid them. Lucy grabbed onto his face to stop him from moving.

"You know, you would be totally into this if you were yourself right now."

The two females closed in in Chat but were interrupted by arrows being shot at them. Ladybug quickly grabbed Lucy and moved them both out of the way, hiding behind a tree. Chat was free and Ladybug called for her lucky charm which ended up being a candy apple.

"I don't think I will ever understand why your power is to create puzzles for yourself. Fighting the villain just isn't enough, you wanna save the day? Here, have a candy apple. Why? Because fuck you that's why, figure it out."

"Your being very aggressive right now." Ladybug pointed out, eyeing Lucy.

"Its this day. I'm so over it."

"I always wondered what would happen if I used this on a person." Chat said referring to his cataclysm.

"Alright, distract psycho Chat and try not to be obliterated by his bubbly paw of death, got it." Lucy said stepping out from behind the tree. Ladybug jumped on Chats head as he ran at Lucy and threw her candy apple at dark cupid. The villain removed the candy only to get his hands all sticky. Lucy guessed Chat must have found Ladybug to be the more important target and ran after her, tackling her to the ground.

"Get her miraculous." Dark cupid told him as he went to wash off his hand in the fountain. Chat agreed and went to go grab Ladybugs earrings when Lucy charged at him, knocking him off Ladybug and trapping him under herself. She quickly grabbed both his wrists and pinned them over his head so he could not hurt her.

"Come here often?" She said with a wink before bringing her lips to his own. Pulling away Lucy watched the black leave Chat's lips as he opened his eyes with a dazed expression.

"Huh? Lucy? Where am I?"

"Funny story-"

"No time!" Ladybug yelled grabbing Chat and literally throwing him at Dark Cupid. "The quiver pin Chat! Grab it now!"

Lucy looked from Chat to Ladybug with wide eyes. "Dude! What if he had landed on him wrong!? Chat would have totally obliterated that guy! You can't just go throwing the bubbly paw of death around like that!"

Ladybug simply shrugged at her and Chat grabbed the pin, tossing it to Ladybug who stepped on it, releasing the akuma and capturing it. Lucy would admit, it was always a sight to see all the tiny magic ladybugs fly around and fix everything. Hearing her earrings beep Ladybug went to make her leave but Chat called out to stop her.

"Wait, Ladybug, I wanted to tell you-"

"Listen, Chat, the whole kiss thing- I was just trying to save you and honestly I'm glad I didn't end up having to be the one to do it-"

"Kiss thing?" Chat asked confused. "No, I just wanted-." His ring began to beep and Ladybug gave him a knowing look.

"We are about to turn into pumpkins and I know I don't wanna see that." Before he could get another word in, she zipped away. Lucy watched as Chat frowned after her and place a hand on his shoulder.

"You good?" She asked. Chat looked at her and smiled softly.

"Yeah I'm good." His sad expression quickly turned over as he stood straight. "So, I'll see you in a couple of hours then."

"What?" Lucy asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"To be your hot date for Valentines day of course." He replied with a wink before running off, leaving Lucy to stare after him with a blank expression.

"Oh. So you just assume I don't already have plans...cool."

Lucy looked over to Kim, who still sat in front of the fountain. She walked over to him, offering her hand. He gave her a grateful look and took it, standing up and sighing.

"You save a receipt for that?" Lucy asked, gesturing the fancy pin that lay restored on the ground. Kim shook his head.

"No." His tone was bitter and sad as he walked over and picked up the pin.

"For what it's worth, it's a really nice pin."

Kim nodded silently before taking the pin and chucking it as far as he could.

"Well I was going to suggest Ebay but I get it." She said patting his back.

"Fucking Valentines day." Kim muttered in annoyance. Lucy nodded her head.

"Fuckin Valentines day."

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Chat Noir arrived at Lucy's window just before sun set. Looking inside he could see he cleaning up her room. Knocking, Chat made eye contact with Lucy as she waved him inside. He looked down at the things sitting on her bed curiously.

"What are those?" He asked.

"Old letters from my dad. Had me thinking."

"About what?"

"How we keep making the same mistakes over and over again."

Lucy didn't look at him as she placed everything inside a box and moved it to the inside of her closet. After she did so she cleared her throat before meeting his eyes again.

"What can I do ya for, Chat Noir?"

Chat smiled at her. His kwami had argued with him before he came here. Plagg told Adrien that he knew Valentines day was not a good day for Lucy, and that he should just leave her alone. But Adrien couldn't do that. He didn't want Valentines day to be a bad day for her. Today did not go how he thought it would. Chat could not remember the details of his time under Dark Cupids influence, but what he did know is that Lucy had helped him come to. In a way, she saved him. How could he let her be alone on Valentines day knowing that?

"What was Ladybug talking about? Earlier when she said 'he kiss thing?"

Lucy laughed and bit her lip.

"Uh, yeah. She wanted to break the little hate spell that was on you with a kiss. You know, like the fairy tales. The funny part obviously being how against it you were."

"I was?!" He asked astonished and Lucy nodded.

"You ran for the hills. After running into me she purposed we 'tag team you.'" Lucy said with air quotes. She grinned as she watched the blood rush to Chats face.

"Your a wiggly guy Chat. It was no easy task. The of course there was the fact that you wanted to use your cataclysm on us, that didn't make it any easier." At Lucy's words Chat's look of bewilderment darkened.

"I what?"

Remembering her own feelings on finding out how she almost killed Chat, made Lucy look down at her feet. His dark emotions reminding her too much of her own if she looked at him.

"Yeah, but don't worry. I took you buy surprise. Smooched the hate right out of ya. No harm no foul."

"You? Your the one who...?"

"Well yeah..?" Lucy looked at him with a duh look. "I was on top of you when the spell broke, I figured it was obvious. You think I just straddle guys for kicks?"

"I tried to kill you and you kissed me?" Chat asked trying to put the pieces together. Lucy laughed.

"I kissed you so you wouldn't kill me. You know. For the greater good."

"For the greater good." Chat repeated and smirk creeping onto his face. "You know it's so strange. I'm suddenly feeling so hateful again, you should definitely come closer and you know...for the greater good." Chat spoke pulling Lucy closer to him. She rolled her eyes at him and blooped his nose with her finger. "Your a dork."

"I'm told I can be very puuursuasive."

"More like puuurverted." He grinned at her.

"Come with me."

"Sounds scandalous."

"Now who's the pervert?"

Cat walked with Lucy over to the window and she looked at him like he had grown another head. She shook her own head no but Chat just smiled at her and said, "Hold on tight." They didn't go far, only to the roof of Lucy's apartment building. Lucy scoffed at him.

"There is literally a door right there." She pointed and Chat shrugged. They sat together in silence and watched the sun set, an activity Lucy had never really done before.

"Can I ask you something?" Chat asked suddenly making Lucy look at him.

"Sure."

"Your not a fan of Valentines day."

"That's not a question."

"Why?"

Lucy licked her lips and sighed. "I'm just not. From my perspective, valentines day is just an overrated day for people to make up for every day before. If you love someone, you don't need a special day to tell them that. You just do it, always. It's always necessary."

"Have you every been in love?" The question didn't really catch Lucy off guard.

"Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love", which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Yeah, I've been in love before."

"What happend?"

Lucy paused, thinking over if she really wanted to answer that question. She didn't think about her last relationship very often. She didn't like to dwell on it. Something in her felt compelled to answer though. Like he was asking for himself somehow.

"He cheated." She said simply and Chat frowned. "Asshole." Lucy chuckled and nodded.

"He was older. Not a lot but, two grade levels. We had been dating a little over a year. He went to a party with his older brother, they got drunk and one thing lead to another."

"How did you find out?" Chat asked quietly.

"He told me. The very next day actually." Lucy explained. "Came to me in tears, apologizing. Told me it didn't mean anything. I ask her him what her name was and he told me he didn't remember. He told me like knowing that would some how make it better but it only made it worse. I gave him everything I had." She said looking at Chat. "Everything we were together was gone at the snap of a finger. All over a girl who's name he couldn't even remember."

"Would you rather he had been in love with her? Chat asked somewhat skeptically.

Lucy shook her head. "I don't know. I think that would suck just as bad for an entirely different reason, but I think I could have forgiven him easier that way. After all, we can't help who we fall in love with. I would have been sad and angry but after a while I could have accepted that despite my pain it was a process for someone finding happiness. That's not the case though. There was no happy ending for anyone in this story."

"I'm sorry that happened to you Lucy." Chat said, leaning into her slightly. Lucy didn't respond but accepted his closeness, leaning into him as well.

I think too much." She said. "Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn't the world, it wasn't the boys or villains, its just me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss? I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it."

"So lets try not to over think anymore." Chat suggested. "I've been doing that a lot lately too and it has really given me more stress than helped me through anything. Lets make a pact together to just...go with the flow."

"That might be a little difficult for me."

"Try."

"I'm scared."

"Me too."

Chat froze as he felt a pair of lips come in contact with his cheek. Lucy lingered there a moment before pulling away and resting her head on his shoulder.

"Happy Valentines day Chat."

"Happy Valentines day Lucy."

Woooooow. Freakin 6400 hundred words later. Its currently 1am and I have been working on this chapter all week. (Mostly on my phone.) I just didn't want to wait any longer to put it up. I hope you are enjoying the story!