Okay, You guys are awesome! Here´s the last Chapter, enjoy :)

(A little Angst below and blood, but everything´s going to be all right ;)


But she was interrupted by a loud bark. The dog, who was silent before, stood now, barking and fletching his teeth. It freaked him out! His hairs in his neck stood on high end, shivers ran down his spine and he felt his ears flat against his scalp. He hurried behind his lady, using her as some kind of shield, suppressing the urge to hiss.

But Ladybug seemed to be startled too, she stumbled backwards against his chest. It never was nice to see a dog fletching his teeth angily at you. Even Alya and Nino took a few steps back. "Hey doggy," Ladybug tried, unsure of what to do. But the dog barked and snarled again, came closer. It sure looked somewhat hilarious. Paris' superheroes, frightened of a dog.

"Better, we get away," Chat Noir suggested with a shaking voice and wrapped his left arm around her stomach, grabbing with his right his baton on his back. With slow motions, he extended it and heaved Ladybug and himself up in the air. Ladybug slipped her yoyo around their friends to pull them out of the danger zone of the dog. He was not used to so much weight on his baton and had problems balancing them properly.

When the dog barked again and jumped against the pole, he lost his balance completely and they fell to the side. Ladybugs yoyo was occupied, so he had to use his baton again. He heard his friends scream from below, his Lady huff in exhaustion, so he shortened his baton again, only to extend it a bit further forward. Using the pendulum, his friends formed, he swung them over to the rooftop of the Hotel de Grand Paris.

When they touched down, Ladybug raised their friends up in the air again and released the string around them. Still crying like mad, the heroes were able to catch them bridal stile. Nino clung to him for his dear life. Chat chuckled lightly: "You were never in danger, you know?"

The glare he earned was prizeless. "Don't. EVER. Do that. Again." he breathed and still laughing, Adrien let him back to the ground. Crouching low to the ground, Nino crawled over to Ladybug and Alya. Alya was visibly more excited than Nino, she gushed and whooped, exclaiming, she wanted one more time.

Chat followed his best friend, still grinning. "Are you doing this every day?! That was sooo awesome!"

"Babe, that was horrible, don't be so excited," Nino whined and earned a smack from his girlfriend.

"Are you insane?! That was awesome," she exclaimed again. Ladybug and Chat watched them, chuckling. It was somehow sweet and he remembered his first time with his baton.

"You remember our first time?" he whispered to his Lady. She chuckled again and a light blush peeked under her mask. "Yeah, we were pretty clumsy"

"No," he corrected. "We were head over heals for each other."

"Oh, you think you're so-" she began but were interrupted again by a squeal.

"Ladybuuuuug," came Cloes shrill voice from the door leading to the roof, "I saw you landing on our terrace from my room!" Chloe hurried over to them and wrapped her arms around Ladybugs neck, kissing her cheek. Disgusted, but still somehow friendly, she tried to push her away.

"Hey Chloe, look, we were-" she began but were interrupted again.

"Will you save us from those nasty dogs?"

Confused, she exchanged a look with him. "Dogs?" she asked her.

"Yeah, those stinky floo machines in the lobby," she stepped away, waving in front of her nose. "They always bark and try to bite those who want to get out. It is pretty creepy though." Ladybug looked at him, signalling that they had to look after those dogs, but was it likely to be another Akuma? Two at the same time? Or was the first one just a decoy? They had to investigate and Chat let out a groan. He hated dogs and the single one at the Trocadero had been scary enough. How should he be able to fight all dogs of Paris if it really was an Akuma?

"Don't be scared, Chat Noir and I will have a look at the dogs," Ladybug told her and signalled him to follow her. With a frown, he followed her to the end of the terrace to have a look down and they saw that Chloe was right. In front of the hotel were a few dogs, but they looked kind of peaceful. How dogs normally looked.

"Maybe only if someone approaches?" He suggested and she nodded. "I thought the same," she murmured. "Let's go down." They turned to the doors leading them in and they descended the stairs into the restaurant.

Inside sat Mayor Bourgois with some people, including Jagged Stone and Nadja Chamack. Everyone greeted them happily and confirmed the story of the mysterious dogs. After reassuring them that they will take care of the animals, they entered the elevator, Chat tapped the button to the lobby.

"Chat? You're pretty silent. And since Chloe mentioned the dogs, your ears lie flat against your head. Are you scared of dogs?" she asked with concern in her voice. He only shrugged, not really knowing why he was so anxious.

"I don't know, I never was really afraid of them. But ... I really freaked out at the Trocadero before. And at the thought of dealing with more of them... I may be a scaredy cat," he chuckled sadly. She placed a comforting hand at his back and rubbed light circles between his shoulder blades.

He wanted to tell her that everything was all right, but this moment the elevator dinged and the doors opened to reveal a lobby full of different kinds of dogs. Panic flooded his system and when the nearest of them came running towards them, he pressed the buttons again, wildly without caring, which one as long as it shutted him from those beasts. When he managed to close the doors and the elevator went up again, he leaned with a exasperated sigh against the wall of the cabin. "Okay, maybe I am scared," he breathed and avoided her eyes. It was somehow embarrassing, being scared of puppies. First the purring (which was not so cool anymore) and now the phobia of dogs. Really, universe? The elevator dinged open again at some random floor.

"Hey kitty, it doesn't matter. Everyone is scared of something. And I was pretty frightened too, no need to be embarrassed." She cupped his face in her hands and forced him to look in her eyes. How could they be so blue? So loving and caring.

"But it's not only that," he tried to explain, "I never was scared of dogs before. It's also the purring and... (He thought of last weeks presentation of his fathers new line)... and I wanted to hunt the laserpoint of my father," he confessed. At her amused expression, he tried to explain further: "Not that I did! But it somehow laughed at me and there was a weird fascination." He mumbled the last part, again looking away, his face really hot now.

His Lady chuckled and lightly pecked his lips. "Don't be scared, kitty. (She looked away too for a second) And you might not be the only one with side effects. Last winter, I was tired, more tired than normally. And last month I freaked out as a bird accidentally flew into my room. And..." she buried her face in his chest, he felt her embarrassment. "... I always want to eat aphids in spring"

That was somehow sweet, he laughed and wrapped his arms around her form. He buried his nose in her hair and breathed he scent in. She smelled like vanilla and it calmed him down. "Maybe we should test if I get high on catnip," he suggested, enjoying the moment with his Lady. She nodded and began to laugh.

"Now I'm curious. But first let's get rid of the Akuma, okay?" she ordered and stepped away from him. He frowned but nodded. The next time, he would be prepared. "But I don't think it might be good idea to approach them out of the elevator," she considered, "Maybe we should lure them out of the lobby from the front? But that wouldn't stop them. It would be saver to lock them inside so they can't follow us when we search for the akuma. The people are save upstairs, so it won't be a problem." She grinned at him and the plan was formed.

Grateful, he nodded and went through the hallway, grabbed a cable from an occasional table. "Shall we?" he offered his hand and stepped to a window, leading outside. Even when he looked outside to the hoards of dogs, shivers ran down his spine and his ears lay flat. But he had to be tough now, damn, he was a superhero, he had to be tough. So he wrapped his arm around his Lady again and catapulted them to the roof on the other side of the street.

Now they had a clear view of the doors and the dogs outside. There weren't much on the street and they were still pretty calm. "Any idea, how we're able to get down to the doors? Without attracting too much attention," he asked her.

She looked at him with remorse. "You won't like it, but you have to distract those on the streets. I'm going to lock the doors," she explained. He inhaled and nodded.

"Okay, please be careful," he told her, stood up and hurried to the other end of the roof.

Carefully, he let himself down and he ducked behind a dustbin in the alley. He breathed one last time, before he stepped out, into the open street. "Meow," he called, only, because he had no clue how else he could get the attention. And he got it. Panic flooded him again, as the dogs turned their heads towards him and fletched their teeth.

That was the moment, he ran.

He leaped through the streets on his baton, but always if he leaped too high on his weapon, the dogs bit into it or tried to jump up on it, so he lost his balance and fell down again.

Somewhen he settled on sitting on a lamppost. Somehow the dogs were always able to climb on the rooftops and the Eiffeltower was too far away, so he preferred the lamppost and waited for his Lady to save him or the Akuma to approach. But as long as nothing happened, except the barking beasts on the ground, he settled on hissing at them and waiting.

In the meantime, he had attracted a whole pack, it were hundreds and all of them wanted him. Terrififying.

"Chat! Where are you?!" he heard the voice of his Lady from nearby.

"Over here!" he called back, relieved to hear her, "Stay away from the rooftops! Those beasts are up there too!"

"This warning would have been appreciated before I got tackled by some!" she called back. Again, panic rose.

"Are you hurt?!" he asked, hoping the answer was a 'no'.

"I'm all right, but they are really dangerous, they ripped my suit. Chat, where are you?"

"On a lamppost," he answered and looked around, in search of his girlfriend. They ripped the suit? That is serious, he thought the suits were undestroyable.

"Chat!" she called again and he spotted her on the other side of the street, rounding the corner. He waved to signal her where he was sitting. One more leap and she settled on the lamppost next to him. "What's the plan?" he asked.

"You might have attracted enough attention," she murmured, looking down to the still barking and snarling mass, "If it is an Akuma and it has the same target they normally have, it will show up every second."

He murmured an approval, but let his gaze wander over her form, trying to spot the ripped part. He was anxious they had not only destroyed the spandax.

But he wasn't able to continue his search, because suddenly a loud and shrill whistle rang through his ears and he had to shield his cat-ears with his hands. It was very loud and on an abnormal frequency. All dogs in the street went silent and after the commotion from before everything sounded somewhat weird. "I think the akuma is on its way," he murmured, trying to get the echo out of his head.

"You are fiiiine puppies, aren't you?" cooed a voice from below. "Have you trapped the baaad kitty in the tree?" Chat followed the voice and saw a middle aged woman. Her short, brown hair stood messily up in different angles, her suit was a hazel brown, lined with matches of fur on her long, clawed gloves and boots. There was a dogtag around her neck and a dogwistle resting on her chest. Entirely dog-themed. Great.

In the corner of his eyes, he saw Ladybug stand up from her crouch, unhooking her yoyo. "There's a Ladybug too, you know?" she told the Akuma, but she ignored her.

"Do the kitty like my doggies? They are so beautiful, I upgraded everyone of them!"

"Upgraded?" he asked. Dogs were scary enough, but they were 'upgraded'? This thought gave him goosebumbs.

"Ha!" the Akuma laughed, "the kitty wants to know what I have done to you!" Why did she talk like this?! That was absolutely nerve wrecking!

"Okay, her way of talking is annoying," Ladybug verbalized his thought in a murmur, but continued louder: "What have you done?"

The Akuma frowned at her but answered nonetheless. "My puppies are no normal doggies. Their claws and fangs are sharper, they are stronger and faster and their fur is fluffier the second I blow my whistle. Ready to catch this nasty cat."

This explained their presence on the roofs.

Chat had to swallow. It wasn't enough that dogs generally were scary creatures, no, they had to be extra scary. And they chased after him. Great.

But there was no time to mope, the Akuma picked up her whistle ready to blow. Again there was its very shrill and loud sound. He had to shield his ears again, but the ringing afterwards stayed. Damn his sensible ears. The loud barking continued and they jumped up the poles, trying to reach them and they came pretty close. They had to move.

"MyLady?" he asked still scared.

"Yes Chat, we have to move, but I think we have another problem." She gestured to a rooftop and he saw what she meant. A certain reporter friend crouched on the shingles.

"Shit," he swore. This job was hard enough without friends who stood in the danger and those dogs were everywhere she was in great danger!

"Bring her back to the hotel," Ladybug ordered "I'll take care of the Akuma." Chat didn't want to let her alone with the beasts, but there was no way to argue with her, she already latched her yoyo to a chimney, ready to jump into action. He locked gazes with her and saw the determination in her eyes. It helped that every fibre of his body screamed to flee, so he nodded, but told her to be careful. She smiled and nodded and jumped.

Chat tried to focus on his mission. Bringing his friend to safety. So he got ready to jump and leaped over the street onto the roof.

"Alya! Hurry!" In one swift motion, he took her arm to heave her to her feet and snaked his arm around her waist to stabilize her during their journey across Paris' rooftops.

But he had to stop midrun, several dogs blocked the roof. Adrenaline rushed through his body, he ignored Alyas shocked intake of breath and turned, ready to leave into the opposite direction, but found his way blocked again. The snarling came from every direction now, the dogs encircled them, trapped them. Now he was in full panic mode, hissing, crouching low. Every logical thought was blocked when the cold sweat and immense quivering took control. The only way to release some of the tension in his body was the hissing.

Your Baton! Screamed a distant voice in the back of his head and he held fast onto this little voice of rational thinking.

He reached for his back and extended his baton, using it as some kind of club, streaking down the first dog who tried to leap onto them with bared fangs. With a whimper the dog flew across the roof, falling down. But there was no time to enjoy the satisfaction of hitting them, because the other dogs had the same glorious idea and jumped onto them. He had a hard time not to only protect himself, but also Alya who clung to his back and had the nerve of still filming.

Chat wanted to scold her, tell her that she should stop but this second of not paying attention had a high cost. Suddenly a hot flaming ache spread up his leg and he screamed.

Ladybug tried to distract the Akuma by talking with her. "Why are you doing this?"

"That's none of your business, where is this mangy cat? Follow him!" she ordered and a whole rot hurried away to follow her partner. She swore and tried to think of a plan. The faster the better. Should she use her Lucky Charm? Not with the dogs on her heels. She had to jump back to the lampposts, those were the only secure places around. But the Akuma seemed to be not interested in talking with her, she took place on a big wolf, riding it like a horse and leaped through the streets, the dogs at her heels.

"Wait!" she called, the number of lampposts wasn't low so she was able to travel well, but the Akuma was a great deal faster and Ladybug struggled to keep her in her view. Maybe a Lucky Charm wasn't a bad idea now.

But suddenly a bone crushing scream filled the air and Ladybug knew: her partner was hurt. Chat was hurt! With panic she called her Lucky Charm and tried to find out the use of a crown cap, tried to ignore the second scream to focus on the task.

With tears in his eyes, he batted the Terrier at his leg away, trying to ignore the amount of blood, streaking out off a massive wound in his calf. But this gave an opportunity to another dog and he screamed again at the searing pain in his shoulder. Batting this dog away too, his only chance was up, so he grabbed his baton firmly with his unharmed right and grabbed some cloth from Alya with his aching left and catapulted them high in the air by extending his staff. Alya screamed and held tight to his side.

Only after some few meters he felt the jiggling when dozens of dogs leapt against the pole, bringing him to loose his balance and they rushed back to earth.

But finally he was able to think again (not properly, but he was able to think) and his body moved out of practice alone when he shortened his baton and extended it again to pole them through the city.

Short after, they landed on the terrace of the Hotel Grand Paris. Though 'landed' was overstated, rather they fell because Chats limbs were stiff, overused and extremely exaggerated from the rush of adrenaline. Not to forget the open wounds in shoulder and leg. Finally feeling somewhat safe again, he crawled away from his friend, trying not to use his left leg, breathing hard, still hissing.

"Don't. Ever. Follow. Us. Again." He hissed and felt only a bit sorry for the totally shocked and fearful expression on her face. Completely exhausted he rolled tight together in a ball, trying to breath and control his shaking limbs. Those dogs were much scarier and dangerous than he thought. And the pain was unbearable. He felt the warm blood, the pulsing and he wasn't nearly able to suppress the whimper. It hurt so much.

But his Lady was still out there, still in danger. He had to help her.

Breathing hard, he tried to rise. His shoulder wasn't badly hurt, it bleed, but he was still able to use his arm in a small range. His right leg on the other side wasn't useable anymore. Even moving it send paining shivers up his leg and spine. Don't use your right leg.

With tears streaking down his face, he used his baton to stabilize himself and he wobbled to the rim, still thinking of Ladybug, of Marinette. What if she gets hurt?! He can't loose her!

"W...What are you doing?!" he heard Nino scream. Nino was still up here? Weird. He tried to ignore him, thoughts of Marinette filled his mind, but strong hands held him back.

He lost his balance again and fell backwards against Ninos chest. He struggled to get up again and used his friend for support. "Dude, you're hurt, stay-" Nino began but Chat interrupted him.

"SHE'S STILL OUT THERE!" he screamed.

"Dude, you can't even stand on your own! How will you-" Chat interrupted him again by trying to shove him away, but Nino stood still like a rock, instead he lost his balance and fell backwards. Out of reflex he tried to contain his balance by shoving his left leg to the ground, but the pain reminded him of his wound and with a groan, he sank back to the ground. Whimpering, he grabbed the railing and searched for his baton.

"Don't you dare to jump back!" Now Alya scolded him and picked up his staff which had rolled a few meters away. "A... Alya" he growled. "S...she's still out there..." His vision became blurred because of more tears, but not because of pain anymore. He felt the helplessness of his situation and frustration mingled together with the pain and fear. How would he be able to help her if he wasn't even able to stand or face a dog without being scared? What could he do?!

He released the agony with a cry which ended in a whimper and he rolled back into ball, shutting the world and his friends out. The pain in his shoulder and leg was unbearable and he cried, let the tears loose. He's going to loose his Lady, his soulmate and he was not able to do anything. He was tied to this damn roof and Marinette was out there, maybe hurt, maybe already dead. She might cry for his help and he is going to fail her because he is too weak. He had failed Paris. He had failed her.

Chat was hurt, she had to hurry. Glanzing around, Ladybug searched for something that stood up in black spots. First the Akuma highlighted then the wolf she rode, a nearby dustbin, a lamppost and a chimney. She got it.

Leaping onto the chimney, she flung the yoyo around the bar of the lamppost and latched her device around one ankle of the Akuma. She screached, was distracted enough not not pay attention to the wolf. Ladybug lunged back, aiming at the dustbin and threw the cap. It flew against the metal and the sound frightened the wolf so he began to run. But the Akuma was held back by her yoyo so she was yanked from the back.

Now swinging freely upside down from the lamppost. The whistle, only held around her neck because of a string, fell to the ground and broke. With a grin, Ladybug released the victim to catch the escaping butterly.

With an exhausted sigh she released it into the nighty air and saw how the first dogs vanished into the streets, trying to return to their owners. Ladybug hopped down and searched for the cap. Chat was still hurt and she didn't know how much. Panic rose, he might already be dead. Again.

She snatched the Lucky Charm from the cobblestone, threw it high up in the air and called for the cure. The little Ladybugs encircled the dogs and brought them back home.

Ladybug ignored the confused victim for the first time ever and searched for her hurt kitty. He wasn't on the rooftop, she saw last, so she hurried to get to the hotel. A warning beeping of her Miraculous signalled her that she had only three minutes left. But she didn't care for it, all she had in mind was Chat Noir. Her heart missed a beat and relieve flooded her body when she saw a black form crouching on the terrace, surrounded by their friends.

"Chat!" she screamed and he looked up. It was like a stab in hear heart when she saw his tearful expression. The second she touched the roof, he reached out for her and she rushed gladly towards him to embrace her partner. She felt his tears at her skin and heard his whimper, muffled by her neck.

It seemed that this whole ordeal had scared him harder than she had thought, adding the wounds and he had a mental breakdown. And it broke her heart. She tried to held him tight, comfort him with whispered apologies and reassuring words. She rocked him back and forth until her transformation wore of. Even then she didn't stop to try to calm him down.

He needed his time until the whimper subsided and the tears stopped. His transformation also wore off, but he held her tight as if she would vanish the second he let her go. And she let him, she buried her face in his warm hair and whispered soft words of comfort.

"I´m sorry I left your side," she heard him whisper, but she knew that there was no way he had been able to help her, it was his job to protect Alya and he had done well.

"Everything´s okay, chaton, I´m not hurt. You had to protect Alya and you did well," she tried, but had to ask something different. "But I heard you scream, did my cure work?" She always was scared that her cure was not strong enough to cure wounds caused by Akumas and that her partner left, still bleeding.

And she got anxious as he didn´t answer, so she asked again. "Chat, are you still hurt?!" She felt his shake of the head and relaxed instantly.

"The usual throbbing is a bit stronger but I am well", he explained and his breath ghosted over her neck. She sighed and glanced around for the first time of her arrival. Alya and Nino were still there, but they had went a bit off, guaranteeing them some privacy.

"Marinette?" came Tikkis little voice from her purse. She seemed to have grabbed some emergency cookies and Plagg had joined her after detransforming. She saw him nibble on the piece of Camembert, she had added this morning to the emergency cookies. "It´s late and you have school tomorrow." She felt him sigh and loosen his grip around her waist.

When he moved away, she immediately felt the cold and saw his sad, tearful expression. No way she would leave his side tonight. "Better we hurry to bring our friends home," she whispered. Sadly he nodded and called for his kwami. "Plagg?" The little creature flew out of Marinettes purse and flew straight into Adriens face. She heard him mumble something and Adrien giggled, lightly touching his kwami in a sort of affection. Marinette got that Plagg was no god of many emotions, but Adriens breakdown seemed to have affected him too.

"Can you walk?" She heard him ask and Adrien nodded. "I have to."

With stiff limbs, Marinette stood up and wanted to help Adrien too. He leaned onto her more than she had expected and that brought the anxiousness back. She would definitely care for him tonight.

"You go home, I´ll bring our friends back. And leave your window open," She ordered and giggled at the expression ghosting over his face. After pecking his lips, she repeated: "Go home chaton," and he nodded.

With a small smile on his lips he called the transformation again and waved to their friends, after wobbling to the railing. Fortunately the Agreste Mansion was very close by and she could watch him, carefully climbing through his open window.

"That was nasty," Nino told her.

"What happened?" she asked Alya who stood ruefully a bit off. "Alya, what happened?"

"I´m sorry," she began and Marinette could hear the tears in her eyes. "He wouldn´t have been hurt if I wasn´t there. I´m so sorry Marinette." Alya buried her face in her hands and Marinette was sure that her best friend cried, so she stepped over to her and embraced her too. She wanted to tell her that it wasn´t her fault, but she knew otherwise. So she settled on a simple ´shsh´and tried to calm her too.

"Alya, what happened?" she tried again and Alya glanced up. Her glasses were slipped off to a side and her eyes glittered wet.

"Suddenly there were dogs. Everywhere. He got nastily bit in his calf and shoulder. Oh Mari, there was so much blood!" She sobbed again and Nino joined her, hugging his girlfriend.

"Shush, babe, Ladybug repaired everything" he whispered in her ear.

"I better bring you two home," she suggested with a sigh. Sure, a small part of her wanted to calm her friend and reassure her that everything is back to normal, but another part was somehow mad at her. It´s not like they hadn´t told her more than once to stay away, out of danger. And now her partner, Adrien, had been hurt because of her stubbornness.

She sighed again and transformed. "Hold tight," she ordered and swung her yoyo to the next chimney.

"Please," Alya whispered "just bring us down onto the street. We don´t live too far and it´s not this late. Go back to Adrien and care for him." Ladybug greeted this opportunity, because she really wanted to go back to him, embrace him and show him that he was not alone. But she also wanted them safely back home.

Alya saw her inner dispute and reassured her once more that they will be fine without her and that Adrien needed her more than they did. Ladybug sighed once more and agreed. So she sat them down on the street and hurried to get back to Adrien.

"Adrien?" She carefully pushed the window open. "May I come in?"

Adrien sat on his bed, his knees at his chin and his head buried in his arms. He didn't seemed to have heard her so she carefully stepped inside and let her transformation go.

Marinette saw Tikki zoom away onto the second floor and went over to her boyfriend. Should she wait until he reacts? Better not, he needs some comfort. So she stepped closer and sat down right next to him. Snaking her arms around his shoulders, she squeezed him tight and he instantly leaned into her touch.

"Won´t your parents miss you?" he asked after a few seconds.

"No, I already told them I´ll go to bed. But don´t care about me now."

Adrien slowly turned to look in her face with a sad expression. "What have I done to deserve you? What have I done to get so much attention?" Marinette had to chuckle lightly. But she saw the earnestness in his eyes, it wasn´t meant playful. He really wanted to know. Does he really think he has to do something so she pays attention to him? It´s sad but with a father who never cares, no matter how much he tries, it may be a natural development.

Better to be there for him, so she cupped his face with her hands, a small reassuring smile playing on her lips. "You don´t have to do anything. I´m here for you, no matter which circumstances. You´re my partner and I know you´ll be there for me if I don´t feel well." She then leaned in and tried to put as much love as possible into this soft kiss.

This kiss was nothing like the passionate ones from last night, or the few pecks during school. He relaxed and put his hands on her hips, her hands went further down to his neck and chest. They just sat there for a felt eternity and... kissed. It was so nice, neither of them pushed the other or draw back. It was comforting and she felt he needed this.

Eventually they leaned back on the sheets. And eventually they fell asleep.


Vanilla. Oh, Adrien loved this smell. Marinette always smelled like vanilla. Her parents wonderful bakery smelled like vanilla. And now, his whole world smelled like vanilla. He took a deep breath, enjoying the silence in his room, only disturbed by the small breaths his girlfriend in his arms took. They fell asleep again and he really liked it. Really. Liked it. He would give everything for only being able to wake up every morning with her in his arms. And that only confirmed his resolution. He´s going to marry this girl one day, no matter what happens.

He dreamed of their joined future for a while but an annoying ringtone suddenly startled him awake again.

That was not his alarm. The body next to him stirred too so he had to ask: "Mariii? Is that yours? Shut it dooown." But he buried his face further in her hair and held her tighter.

"I can´t if you continue to hold me captive," she mumbled sleepily and her breath tickled his skin on his neck.

"Can´t I have both?" he asked with a grin and knew the answer. He had to let her go, so she could go home, it would be weird to suddenly appear with is girlfriend at the breakfast table. He wondered what his fathers face would look like until Marinette struggled in his grip to come free.

"Adrieeeen, please. It´s hard enough, even without you messing with my schedule."

"Your schedule?" he asked amused, but let her go anyway.

"Yes," she stated "I have a morning-schedule. You would be amazed at my willpower to stay in schedule." Suddenly all the mornings she came too late to class popped up in his mind. Yeah, she really always adhered. So he laughed and she smacked his chest after sitting up properly and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Tikki?", she called her kwami which zoomed instantly towards them. "Time to go" Marinette announced and stood up, stretched her tired limbs.

Her hair was messy and her shirt was slightly crumbled and ridden up, revealing a skin like alabaster. This beautiful girl was his girlfriend? Adrien still had trouble to get it in his head. And everything was more amazing when she transformed into Ladybug, the pink light faded and there stood the perfect superheroine he fell in love with.

"See you later then?" She waved him good-bye and he fell out of his amazement.

"Wait!" he called and struggled to get out of his comforter. Ignoring the throbbing pain in his still exaggerated leg, he hobbled towards her and took her in a tight embrace to wash her shocked expression away.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked, her voice muffled by his shirt.

"Nah, only throbbing, but don't worry." He pushed her away, only to pull her closer again, brushing his lips against hers. Adrien felt her relax in his arms, melting in his grip. They moved their lips in synch and he lightly touched her cheekbone, feeling the hem of her mask and fabric of her suit. It felt like a forgotten dream came true.

She moaned against his lips and he took easily the chance to get more.

It wasn't his intention to start a make-out-session but he gladly took the opportunity to pull her closer, to deepen their kiss.

A light shudder ran down his spine when he felt her fingertips in her suit ghost across some exposed skin at his hip and he instantly wished her suit away, so her skin was at his, that his lips could move across her collar or even his fingers across her face without this damn mask. So he let his hand wander to her earlobes.

"A... Adrien," she warned him in a low whisper and reminded him about the time, but he didn't stop, he didn't want to stop. He kissed her jawline, played with her miraculous between his fingers.

There still was a resistance, not only their limited time, but also the fact that it was her Miraculous he wanted to take and he wasn't supposed to take it, even if he didn't want to keep it.

His own alarm took his decision away, ringing in his usual frequency. He moaned in frustration against the little skin he had access to and let his hand fall to her hip, lightly squeezing her to his chest one last time. She really had to go now, or they would be in trouble soon.

Hesitantly he let her go and was only a bit satisfied when he felt her own restraint, her fingers still buried in his hair.

"I... have to go. See you later, Adrien." She smiled sadly and pecked him one last time before stepping away. He hated the cold coming with her absence but knew it better than pulling her close again.

"See you later," he confirmed instead and watched her climbing out of his window and zipping away. With a heavy sigh he slumbed back on his bead.

"Will you shut down this nasty thing, Romeo? Some of us are trying to sleep." Plaggs voice came from his second floor, nearly as annoyed as he felt right now. Slowly he raised his hand and shut down his alarm. Everything was silent for a few more minutes, he was tired once more and wished his Lady back.

A knock on his door interrupted his suffering and he instantly was up again. "Adrien? Your driver is waiting for you and you missed your breakfast. Are you awake?"

Damn. He struggled to get up and searched for some clothes. "Y... yeah, I'm down in a sec! Just... Just overslept? Don't worry!" He somehow misstepped at his try to get his trousers and went with a cry of pain crashing to the floor. His leg still hurt and the throbbing came back a moment later.

"Adrien? Are you sure that everything is okay? Are you hurt? Should I call a doctor?"

"N... No! I fell?" Not a total lie. Ignoring his leg once more, he got up and finished dressing.

He hastily grabbed his bag and called for his kwami who zipped into it. Hopefully he would be able to conceal his limping leg. Taking one last breath to collect his nerves, he went out of his room, waved a good-bye to Nathalie and hurried to get out of the house too. With a sigh he fell into his seat and tried to close his eyes, for only a second until he had to get up again.

"Monsieur Agreste?" His driver asked and confused he opened his eyes, realizing that they had arrived and he shortly nodded and stepped out. His eyes wandered around the street, up to the entrance of Marinettes parents bakery. Alya and Nino already stood there, lightly discussing something, he guessed something about the Ladyblog, Alya gestured repeatedly to her phone. But something let his gaze wander inside of the shop and there he spotted his girlfriend. She just rounded the counter and she waved towards him.

He grinned back and went to meet her halfway. The first steps he took let her face fall and she hurried out and over. "You're still limping, are you sure that everything is okay?"

"I don't deserve you," he stated instead and leaned down to steal one more kiss.

"You're a dork," she responded and slipped under his arm to steady him, but wrapped her arm around his waist, to let it look like a normal hug or arm-in-arm-walk. Together they went over to their friends and over to the school. They climbed up the stairs with some difficulty but arrived nonetheless. Marinette stayed at his side and stayed there until they sat down at their seats in their homeroom.

"Adrien?" Alya addressed him in a low whisper "I saw you limp, are you still hurt?"

"Nah," he answered with a shrug and waved it off. "It's always more like a soreness, sometimes worse sometimes less," he explained further. But the concerned frown on her face stayed.

"Your cure really doesn't heal everything, does it?" she addressed Marinette this time, turning around to face her.

"I already told you but you wouldn't listen." That left Alya wordless and she needed a few seconds until apologizing again and turning back to face the front. He exchanged a worried glance with Marinette and his own thoughts were mirrored in her face. She was worried because Alya regretted her antics and they couldn't do anything to linder it. She was sad because of their helplessness and because they had to put her through this stuff. And he saw that she took the responsibility for that, even if it wasn't her fault alone.

Adrien smiled reassuringly and took her hand, blowing a kiss to her knuckle and tried to tell her that she wasn't alone, that Alya could cope with the situation. Marinette glanced away but scooted closer and stole a sole kiss.

Ignoring the glances, they earned from their classmates, they fell into light chatter about their next lessons and Marinette took place in the croon of his arm. Gladly he held her tight and enjoyed the moment.


"Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I want a word with you." Utterly confused she blinked into the face of a certain blonde. Did she dream? Chloe Bourgois addressed her without being rude and actually wanted to talk to her? In their break? Something surely was wrong. Maybe it was a trick of some kind.

But she sounded somewhat serious so Marinette only shrugged, exchanged a confused glance with her boyfriend and Alya and followed Chloe out of the classroom.

"What's wr-" she began but were interrupted rudely by the mayors daughter.

"I do care about Adrien." She stated. Marinette wanted to tell her that she does too but Chloe waved her off, continued without paying attention to her. "He's my best friend since kindergarten and I may like him more than just a friend, even more like you do. But unfortunately he seems to have a knack for you and is more happy with you. So I'm not going to be the one who stands between him and his luck. But I want you to take this serious:" There she took a pause and pointed with a perfectly manicured finger at her chest "Don't. Ever. Hurt. Him. He's been through too much and he deserves to be happy. If you ever hurt him or use him, I'm going to hunt you down. Got me?"

"Clearly." That was the only answer that came to her mind and it might have been the only she would have accepted. But Marinette had to make sure Chloe got her point of view too.

She took the hand, the finger still pointing to her chest, and circled it with her second. Lightly smiling, she began: "But you don't have to worry. I have absolutely no intention in hurting him. I ... I love him and I would prefer dying than hurting him on occasion. Not without a really good reason like his own safety. And I appreciate our talk."

"Good." Chloe said, now visibly more at ease. But she took back her hand anyway. "Now, where is Sabrina with my coffee?" she exclaimed and went back into the classroom without expecting any response from Marinette.

Lightly chuckling she went back too and sat back to her seat, still astounded. "What did she want?" Her boyfriend asked, expecting the worst.

Should she tell him? Better not, it was a girls-talk and Chloe wouldn't have led her outside if she wanted Adrien to catch their conversation. "Nothing minou." She kissed his cheek "Only a little girls-talk."

"Should I be worried?" She laughed.

"No, no, don't worry." Maybe she will tell Alya later, or him in a few years if they were married. But not now.

"Any idea what we get for Lunch?" This time she addressed Nino and Alya in front of them too. She heard him mumble something that sounded like 'nice diversion' but chose to ignore him.

"We can go into the Café at the corner?" Alya suggested and because noone had any objections, they decided to head over there.

They grabbed their bags and Marinette hurried to get over to Adrien and she lightly flung her arm around his waist. He did the same and they walked arm in arm out of the schoolgrounds. It wasn't necessary to support him any further, his wobbling got better and she was sure the soreness wasn't as bad as it was this morning. But she refused to let him go, without touching him, it was like an urgent need, every fiber of her body wanted to be near him, so why object?

Last week, Marinette would have freaked out only at the thought of touching him more than necessary, Adrien had been so far away, even if he sat right in front of her.

Last week...

"Hey, you know what?" Adrien glanced at her with a sidegrin and Marinette knew what he wanted to tell her so she finished his sentence: "It's one week."

"Yeah," he grinned "Many things happened this week."

"Many things." she confirmed and lightly bumped his side with her waist. He chuckled and bumped her back.

"I love you, Marinette."


Epilogue

"Plagg?" he heard his charge call for him. Why was he always so determined to know where he was? Even if it was totally obvious.

Ignoring the annoyed calls and the discussing with his girlfriend, he snuggled closer to his other half.

"He's searching for you," Tikki stated.

"If he'll use his brain once, he would know where I always vanish." This earned him a light slap against one of his ears.

"Don't be so rude Plagg, you would be totally stressed too if he went missing."

Plagg knew she was right, she was always right. But that didn't mean he had to confirm this. Sure, he liked his model, he had liked all of his kitties, but he brought them bad luck and it was never good to bond this strong. He would loose them, the one or the other way.

"Oh shut your mouth, it's only because he will manage to vanish with my ring on his finger..." he mumbled and buried his face deeper in her small body.

"Adrien, I found him! Plagg, how did you came into my purse?" Tikkis Charge called. They really were annoying.

He was in no mood to answer so Tikki helped out: "He is always here, Marinette, don't worry. I don't mind." Plagg listened to them, discussing about his whereabouts but he let them mumble over his head, ignored the annoyed calls from Adrien. It was too comfy at Tikkis side in this warm little bag.


I googled the natural enemies of ladybugs and birds were first-place. I first thought of spiders but that seemed too easy xD

I always wanted to write a dog-based Akuma :D When I began this fanfiction, I thought it would be a small Oneshot but ... yeah, you see how far it went XD

It´s finally finished and I wanted to thank you all for your support, Reviews, Follows and what ever. My heart always leaped in my chest when I got a mail, telling me that one more awesome dude is following this story. You really are great! And now I´m sad that it´s over :(

But I´m already writing on another and I know, it´s going to be fun to write. Sooo... Stay tuned ;)