Note: I know, this is a bit cliche, but I always liked the idea of Chat going to Marinette for help and falling for her. Either way, here's chapter one!

A MEETING IN THE PARK

Adrien had had enough. Once again, after a long day of doing everything expected of him, his father refused to come have dinner, saying that he was "To busy" for such trifles. As if having dinner with your only son was bothersome.

Grumbling, Adrien went upstairs to his bedroom after the quiet, boring dinner. He slammed his door behind him, the loud noise echoing throughout the empty house. He flopped down on his bed, letting a loud sigh escape his lips as he did so.

Plagg hovered nearby, gazing at his human companion. Despite stating that all he cared about was cheese, Plagg did actually care the boy, at least, he cared for him from time to time. Now was one of those times. He began trying to think of a way to cheer Adrien, then, an idea hit him.

"Hey, Adrien, why don't we transform and go around the city?"

Adrien perked up immediately, sitting up in the bed. He smiled.

"That sounds great! Plagg! Transform!"

The small black Kwami was sucked into Adriens white ring, turning it pitch black.

It was a good thing no one in the house ever went to check on Adrien. If they did, they would have seen nothing except an empty room, open window, and a black spandex clad teen leaping over the wall.

Jumping around Paris, Chat reveled in the cool night air that brushed across his face.

Laughing and hooting with joy, Chat ended his rooftop escapade by landing atop a tree in the park he often had photoshoots in.

Before he could continue jumping around, a loud exasperated growl shattered the still night air.

Turning his head to see what was going on, Chat saw Marinette, sitting on a bench nearby, chewing the end of a pencil as she stared at a pad of paper. Her eyes were focused, and her brows were crossed in frustration.

Suddenly, Marinette slammed her pencil down next her, ripping the paper out of her notebook and crumpleing it into a ball.

"Gah! Why can't I think of anything!"

Marinette continued growling as she scribbled furiously on the next piece of paper.

Chat laughed inwardly, he had never seen Marinette so angey, at least, he hadn't seen her act this way when he was Adrien. It was pretty strange. Marinette blushed and stuttered around his civilian self, but was sassy and cocky around his alter ego.

Chat frowned, mabye she didn't like his civilian self, but why act so familiar with him as Chat?

Then, Chat grinned, mabye he could use this moment to get to know Marinette, they barely spoke otherwise. It would be fun to get to know her.

"Hello Princess, why are you doing out ere alone on such a purrfect night?"

Marinette jumped, startled at the voice now speaking to her in the darkness. Then she rolled her eyes.

"Ha ha, very funny Chat, I'm trying to create some new designs, question is, what are you doing out here by yourself? I'm hoping you're not stalking me."

Chat laughed at her comeback.

"No Princess, just some nice night air to clear my head, May I see your designs?"

Chat had seen Marinettes hand stitched hat, and figured she must like designing lots of clothes, and based off of what he had seen, her designs must be great.

Marinette grumbled, "Sure, but they're not much to look at, I can't seem to think of anything good tonight."

Marinette handed Chat the not book and he began flipping through it.

He gazed in awe at the wonderful clothing ideas that covered almost each and every page.

"Are you kidding me!" He exclaimed, "These are amazing!"

Marinette laughed. "Oh really?" she teased, "And what would the great Chat Noir know about fashion?"

Chat chuckled, "More than you know Princess, more than you know..." He trailed off and Marinette looked at him questionably. "But that's enough about me, how long have you been designing?"

Marinettes face perked up.

"Since I was about five, I guess. My parents brought me to one of Gabriel's fashion shows and I really liked the clothing articles, I thought it would be fun to make my own."

Chat laughed as he imagined little Marinette staring in wonder at his father's fashion show and hurrying homme afterwards to draw and design her own clothes.

He decided to use the moment to his advantage.

"So, Princess, what's your opinion on the Agreste's?"

All the blood in Marinettes face drained away, save for her cheeks which were a deep crimson color.

"W-well, um, ah, I-I know t-the son, A-Adrien."

He knew it. She didn't like him. Why else would she be uncomfortable talking about him!

"I see, and what's your opinion of him?"

Chat braced himself to be shot down.

"W-well, um, he, he's r-really sweet a-and nice," Marinette sighed, "I just wish I could be myself around him and stop stuttering."

Wait, she didn't hate him? Chat grinned.

"Are you shy around him Princess?"

"Yeah.." Marinette frowned, "I really wish I wasn't though."

Chat chuckled.

"And why aren't you shy around me Princess?"

"You're Chat Noir."

Chat faltered.

"Why would you be shy around someone you know, but perfectly normal around a superhero?"

Marinette grinned.

"I guess you're just charismatic enough for me to feel comfortable around you, it's as if I already know you!"

This really surprised Chat. She felt comfortable around him?

"Do you, er, do you like my company?"

Marinette laughed.

"Of course yous silly kitty!"

Chat blushed.

"Its just well, the people I know don't generally enjoy being around me, they find it bothersome to waste their time with me. Ladybug enjoys being with me, which is one reason I like her so much." Chat grinned sheepishly. "I hope that wasn't to personal for you, I'm sorry I bothered you with all my drama."

Marinette gasped, then hugged him.

"Dont worry Chat, it doesn't bother me. And you know what? You can add me to the list of people who enjoy being with you, it's been a pleasure!"

Chat smiled at her kindness, it was fun getting to know Marinette, she seemed really nice when she wasn't a stuttering, blushing mess.

A bell nearby chimed 7:00.

"Oops, sorry, got to go Chat, my parents will want me home soon."

Marinette hugged him one last time, then ran off, leaving her notebook behind.

Chat noticed it and called out to Marinette, "Wait! You forgot something!" He yelled. But it was too late, she was already gone.

Chat smiled. "Guess I'll have to return this to her tomorrow, huh?"

Chat picked up the notebook and bounded across Paris all the way back home, thoughts of Marinettes bright eyes and shining smile burned in his mind the whole way back.

Note: There you go guys, the first chapter. If I can keep this story going I hope to have at least 10 chapters, but that's not a promise. Thanks for reading this story everybody!

~Nerdqueen395