Heyo!

So it's been aporiximately four hours since I saw the fourth episode anD THESE TWO ARE SO CUTE WHAT THE FUKC.

Summary: Marinette transforms one night to roam around Paris. All she wanted to do was have a bit of fun, but what she wasn't expecting was a leather-clad boy dancing with her until dawn, flirting with her in that cocky way he does and making her wonder about him more than she has before. What she wasn't expecting, was Chat Noir.

Pairing(s): Ladybug x Chat Noir

Warnings: All I've seen is four episodes of the Korean one, so you can take your spoilers and knowledge of stuff that happens later in the series and come nowhere near me. Thank you.

Disclaimer: if I owned it I would have seen more than four episodes, now wouldn't i?

Enjoy!

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Marinette sighed and pushed away from her desk.

"I'm done," she whined, glaring at the maths homework, "I am so done. How can they expect anyone to be able to do this?"

"Calculators?" Tikki giggled at her expense.

"Ha ha," Marinette deadpanned, standing up from her chair and stretching.

She moved over to her window and rested her elbows on the edge, staring out wistfully at the skyline of Paris, lit only by the stars and a few vibrant lanterns. She imagined herself running along the rooftops, twisting and gliding through the air, Chat Noir laughing as he ran next to her…

Chat Noir? she wondered, snapping out of her stupor, where did he come in?

Shaking her head, Marinette slowly plodded away from the cool night air, stopping just before she reached her desk. Glaring at the sheets of paper determinedly in the same spot as she left them - why oh why couldn't they have blown away? - she desperately looked around her room for anything she could use to distract herself.

"Wanna go get some air?" Tikki asked cheekily.

Marinette whirled around. "Yes please," she sung, somewhat sheepishly.

Tikki giggled.

"Transform: Ladybug!"

Twisting experimentally in her suit and sighing in relief at the idea of getting some air, Ladybug grasped the sides of her window and launched herself out of the room, laughing jovially.

Lassoing her yo-yo onto the nearest fixture, she flung herself upwards and into the sky, revelling the feeling of the wind rushing past her face. Once her feet found solid ground, she began to run.

She ran over terracotta tiles and cement blocks, jumping the gaps and swinging her way around the city.

Slightly out of breath, Ladybug slowed down a bit, dawdling on the rooftops and admiring the view, as she rarely got to do so when fighting the next poor person Hawk Moth took advantage of.

Honestly, you shouldn't screw around with people's emotions like that, she thought to herself frustratedly, kicking a random pebble off the edge.

After a little skip, she took off again. Twisting and flipping through the air gracefully, landing softly on each tile or rooftop as she made her way across the city. That Chat can never seemed to land on all fours like he's meant to… she giggled to herself as she alighted on a balcony of what looked to be an abandoned building.

She flopped down onto the dusty floor, her legs dangling through the intricate railing and over the edge. There were too many things for her too deal with right now - between her friends, her family, school and most of all keeping ladybug a secret, she felt like she was being pulled in so many directions at once that she didn't know where to go.

"It seems like great minds think alike," a smooth voice roused her from her thoughts.

"Chat," Ladybug greeted as if she had known he was there the whole time, "on patrol?"

"Nah, just needed a bit of space."

She looked over to the other side of the roof and saw him looking up at the moon morosely. After a moment's deliberation, Ladybug stood and jumped over to his side.

"Me too," she agreed softly, sitting down beside him.

They stared up at the sky for a while, both comforted by the other's presence, not uttering a word.

"So, what's up with you?" Chat Noir asked, smirking and leaning back somewhat cockily.

Ladybug looked over at him and smiled slightly. "Maths, for a start," she giggled, "definitely not my strong point."

"That's why you're all the way up here in the middle of the night?" he asked dubiously, "maths?"

She giggled and turned her gaze up to the moon once again. "Originally, yeah," she told him.

"I'll have to tutor you sometime," the leather-clad boy purred, "of course, maths isn't the only thing I'm good at."

A light rouge blush crept up her neck.

Why am I blushing? she thought, flustered, that wasn't even a particularly good one!

"Are you… blushing?" Chat asked her curiously, moving closer to her.

"Nope."

"You are! I finally made you blush!" he exclaimed gleefully.

Ladybug rolled her eyes and smiled good-naturedly, trying to play it off. "Shut it, Kitty," she chuckled, pushing him playfully.

He laughed and nudged her back, determined to never let her forget the instant.

"So why are you out here?" she asked him, changing the subject, "the big bad kitty all the way out here…"

Chat rolled his eyes at her nickname. "…How do you deal with it?" he inquired softly after a while, "like, having a life and keeping the whole Ladybug thing a secret?"

"Ah," she realised.

Ladybug leant back and propped her hands behind her as she thought about her answer.

"Well, I only have one friend, and I'm not really the best at school, so no one really expects me to get high grades and stuff…" she wondered aloud, "I think the only real trouble I have is when A- my friend is with me, or my parents ask me to look after something."

"I don't know whether that's good or bad," Chat laughed.

"What about you?"

"My dad's hardly ever around, he's this really stern guy - y'know, like those stoic types - and school's pretty hectic, plus I have about a billion after-school activities," he exclaimed, turning so he could face her, "not to mention Plagg constantly goes missing."

Ladybug laughed slightly as he jabbed at his ring.

"That really sucks," she sympathised, placing a hand over his.

"Why, my lady… are you coming onto me?" he smirked, usual bravado back in place.

She shook her head frantically and retracted her hand, the tips of her ears flushing red. Looking down so he couldn't see her face, a small giddy smile played at the corner of her lips.

Chat Noir shot her a triumphant smile, not fooled for a second, before standing up.

"You know what the only thing we can do is?" he asked with a voice as smooth as velvet and a hand outstretched towards her.

She shook her head, raising her eyes to meet his and taking his hand. Suddenly, she was pulled up and Chat's other hand was lightly placed on her waist.

"Dance the night away, My Lady," he whispered, smirking as she blushed under her mask.

Staring up at him - curse their height difference - for a moment, Ladybug sighed resignedly before putting her hand on his shoulder.

Chat smiled at her and started spinning slowly, dancing to a song with no sound, a rhythm with no beat.

His eyes can't actually look like that, she thought to herself, I wonder what colour they are usually…

She had never given his eyes much thought before, nor any part of his life as a normal person, but now her mind was racing - who was he? What was he like in school? Did he have a lot of friends? What kind of music did he like?

Just the small, simple things that people usually know about each other when they become friends.

Chat Noir let go of her waist and raised her hand above her head, twirling her around. "Isn't this funny," he remarked offhandedly, "two superheroes wearing skin suits, dancing on the roof of an abandoned building."

"I don't think it's that strange," she told him, falling back into the swaying rhythm, "I mean, it's fun."

"Everything I do is fun," he smirked cockily.

Ladybug laughed. "Is it just?" she drawled sarcastically.

"Of course," he purred, "otherwise you wouldn't let me do this."

With that, he leant in and kissed her on the cheek.

"See you next time," he chuckled, pulling away and making to jump to the next building, "My Lady."

Chat Noir winked at her before running off and disappearing into the night.

Ladybug was frozen dead in her tracks, a hand to her cheek and a blush painting her face.

He kissed me…

At first, she felt ridiculously happy - why she had no idea - then she was confused. She liked Adrien, surely… she had his schedule on her ceiling, for goodness sake!

But Chat Noir…

Shaking her head in an attempt to dispel the thoughts, Ladybug looked out to the moon… which was going down, soon the stars and cool darkness would give way to warm orange hues and pink clouds.

A stunned panic ran through her as she realised just how long she'd been up.

Quickly getting out her yo-yo and swinging to the nearest building, she began to make her way home. If only she paid more attention to how far away from home was, she wouldn't have to go all the way back…

… If I hadn't come all the way out here, Chat Noir wouldn't have kissed me.

Nope. No. Not thinking about that now. Just focus on getting home.

She scrambled through the window and immediately changed back into Marinette.

"Eeeeeek!" Tikki squealed, "I can't believe that just happened!"

"Neither can I," Marinette agreed breathlessly, flopping down onto her bed tiredly, "I can't believe I stayed up the entire night either."

"Was it worth it to spend time with Chat Noir?" Tikki goaded, giggling when Marinette gave an exasperated groan and half-heartedly swatted at her.

"Just let me sleep," she mumbled, her voice muffled by the pillow.

"Marinette! Wake up!" her mother called downstairs seemingly two seconds later, "you'll be late to school!"

Moaning, she rolled out of bed and onto the floor. She was way too tired to do anything today.

"And it's all your fault, Chat Noir," she huffed sleepily, "what did you do to me?"

Her phone buzzed.

Alya:

Ladybug and Chat Noir were seen dancing on a rooftop last night! There's pics and everything!

Marinette groaned and banged her head against the floor.

"Nothing is going to go well today, I can feel it," she muttered moodily.

"Well you should have thought about it before you spent all night dancing with Chat Noir," Tikki giggled.

"Tikki!"

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Who doesn't know how to write endings? Me. (I'm sorry)

Thank you for sitting through that, please tell me what you think and I apologise for any mistakes ^_^

As always,

Thornsword