A\N: This is my very first fanfic so reviews and feedback would be greatly appreciated! Thank you! Enjoy!

*CHAPTER ONE*

-INTRO-

It was a beautiful night in Paris. The stars were shining, the moon was bright, and the crickets chirped a soft melody. Everyone in the city was asleep, except for two lovesick teenagers who both stared at the night sky longingly, wishing to be with their beloved.

Eventually, the effects of sleep got to them both and they too went in for bed.

Neither of the two teenagers were aware of their glowing miraculous as they slept soundly through the night. Their minds were elsewhere, still wishing for the love they wanted so desperately. Neither of them were aware that their wishes had been heard, that they were being answered.

Neither of them were aware of the shooting star that had mysteriously zipped across the sky.

-Marinette's POV-

*Beep Beep Beep* sounded an alarm clock.

Was it time to get up already? She had been having the most wonderful dream. In her dream, she was sleeping in Adrien's bed with an adorable black kitten and the most comfortable blankets in the world. It was an amazing dream.

It had seemed so real. She swore she could even smell the sweet scent of his cologne. Was it cinnamon? vanilla? Heaven?

As she slowly opened her eyes, she realized that she was still surrounded by the cloud-like blankets. Was she still dreaming? If so, she never wanted it to end. She opened her eyes a little wider and sat up, taking in the sight of Adrien's room.

She'd been in Adrien's room a few times, but only as Ladybug, not Marinette. It was exactly as she remembered. A climbing wall, a skate ramp, an entire library of CD's, lots of other amazing things that no normal child would have in their room. In fact, his room seemed to be closer to the size of a house then a bedroom!

Deciding to make the best out of this amazingly realistic dream, she got out of the bed and groggily made her way to the bathroom. When she switched the light on, she had to squint her eyes to be able to see. Everything was so clean that it practically sparkled.

'how is Adrien not blind by now?' She thought to herself.

As she walked in a bit further, she realized that something was off. She'd never been in Adrien's bathroom before. How could she possibly have dreamed all of this up? This could not be real. She was definitely dreaming. She had to be.

She reached up to scratch her head, only find that her most of her hair was missing. In it's place was the softest hair she had ever felt in her entire life. It felt like pure silk every time she ran her fingers through it. She was so distracted by it's luxuriousness that she forgot to freak out about the fact that half of her hair was missing.

This really did not feel like a dream to Marinette anymore, but she couldn't bring herself to believe that it was real. It was just too good to be true, she told herself. She was going to wake up any second now, in her own room, in her own bed, with Tikki by her side. Any second now...

She shut her eyes and slowly counted to ten. Nothing happened. When she opened her eyes again, she was still standing in Adrien's lush bathroom, still having to squint her eyes because everything was so bright and shiny.

Now she was truly starting to freak out. She began pacing back and forth, trying to find some logical explanation for all of this, some way to convince herself that this was not real, just a dream. Where was Tikki when she needed her!? She thought frustratedly. She would be able to figure out what's going on! Little did she know, a certain cat kwami had sensed something odd coming from the miraculous and was now watching her with curiosity as she paced back and forth across the bathroom.

It was on her eight or ninth round of pacing that her eyes glanced over to the right and she saw her reflection in the gigantic mirror. She stopped pacing immediately and did a double take. All she could do was stand there in shock as she lost the ability to form any coherent thoughts.

It was not Marinette that she saw in the mirror, but Adrien. Adrien Agreste, who was wearing nothing but some underwear.