Hey thanks for being patient with me! Sorry for the short chapter but its all I could write being as busy as I am. Spring Break was awesome and I came back to a ton of new views and reviews so thank you! Just a heads up over vacay I saw a ton of different LadyNoir headcanons and really want to change them and put them in my own adaptation, so I hope you enjoy!

Even though the night was waning and Marinette still had quite a load of homework to unload, her texting conversation with Alya took over all of her focus. As obsessed with Ladybug and her identity as Alya was, Marinette knew she would enjoy hearing some hint as to the identity of her partner.

Are you seriously trying to tell me the Chat Noir is in our class? I dont know girl

Marinette smiled to herself, texting back a firm confirmation. As she was reading the next text however, Tikki sprung out of her bag and flew in front of Marinette.

"Marinette, don't you know what this means?"

"Yeah Tikki, I'm this much closer to finding out who my partner in crime...er...fighting crime, is!"

"Not just that, but didn't you notice how odd Chat was acting? Normally he's all suave and charming but he's dropping his guard around you. Whatever you've been doing is clearly having an effect on him."

Marinette simply blushed, thinking back to the previous night. The cold night air, his warm body pressed against hers in passionate embrace. The graceful brushing of his lips on-

She stopped mid though as she felt a sharp pain pull from her head. She snatched her hair back from Tikki, who clearly desired some attention.

"Marinette, honestly, you have the attention span of a squirrel."

"I do not!" Marinette replied indignantly, "Well...maybe of a cute squirrel."

"Listen Marinette, you're free to do whatever you want, but let me make a suggestion. I may just be a kwami but I can tell when someone likes someone else. If I were you I'd use this to exploit Chat's identity."

"Really Tikki? I would think you out of everyone would want to keep both our identities a secret."

"Normally I would, but I fear something else is coming. I'm able to sense good luck and lately I feel like Chat's is somehow decreasing. It might be paramount for you to at least try and get closer to him."

"Yeah...I getcha...but I dunno. I don't think it sounds like a very good idea."

"You probably don't, but please-as a favor to me."

"But-"

"Marinette I never ask anything of you...just try and do this one thing for me..." Tikki pleaded. "Please?"

"Oh..." Marinette thought about it for a moment before replying, "Alright...only for you Tikki."

The red kwami squealed with delight and flipped over herself in the air. "Thank you Marinette! You don't know how much this means to me."

Marinette smiled at her outburst, but held some doubt in her mind. As happy as Tikki seemed she couldn't help but notice the suspicious antics of her kwami sidekick. Normally she was so conservative, and Marinette even recalled how Tikki had just days ago warned her of getting close...What could have changed her mind?

What do you have to gain from this, little friend?

As much of a model as Adrien Agreste was in the daylight hours, nothing he did prepared him for the morning disaster he always became. Somewhere between twilight and dawn break he transformed from a handsome creature of the night to a ghastly apparition. He rubbed his eyes as he stood in front of the mirror, evaluating the night's damage. His hair stood up in all directions, giving him a faux afro of blonde fuzz. His eyes were crusted over, and he noted the noticeable dry trail of drool in the corner of his mouth. His pajamas were slouched over one shoulder, and he could tell that he needed a shower before school. Sighing he started the shower, increasing the heat to as hot as his body would allow. Slipping out of his clothes he clambered in, mind still foggy from sleep or lack thereof. He had raced home after his slip up with Marinette complaining to Plagg the entire time.

"Plagg that's it! I'm not going to school tomorrow."

"Dude that's not realistic-"

"Nope my life's over...if I go today the she'll recognize me!"

"You've gone all year without anyone suspecting you, why should now be any different?"

"Because...reasons."

"Very convincing arguement."

The rest of the night passed in silence as Chat tried to justify what he had done. He was sure that Plagg had a point but it didnt seem right that Marinette now knew a little bit about his personal life. Luckily fatigue settled in both him and Plagg as soon as Chat transformed back st the Agreste manor, leading him to complete his homework (though not very well) Even now Adrien felt the pain of sleep depravation. He slowly showered using only minimal effort to dry himself off afterwards. He practically crawled out of the bathroom to get dressed, where Plagg was already happily chowing down on Camembert.

"Dude you know how hard it is to get the stench out of my clothes...could you at least try and eat it outside my closet?"

"But it's the comfiest place to eat cheese! It's dark and seeded and it captures the aroma so nicely."

Adrien wasn't sure if one could get high off cheese but if anyone was to do it, it would be Plagg. Adrien plugged his nose as he reached past the black kwami, gagging al little when he caught a whiff of his closet. Normally he'd have his clothes aired out but he just didn't have the time before school began. He picked out a shirt that didn't smell too bad and slipped it on, letting Plagg fly in just in time before shutting the door. Grabbing his backpack he raced out the door, eager to escape the wafting aroma of cheesy bacteria. He stepped past his breakfast, which was set on the usual silver platters outside his room. Normally he makes an effort to eat breakfast, especially on days where he knew it was most likely the only meal he'd have time for. However his shower had taken up most of his time. A brief honking of a car horn outside alerted him to just how late he actually was. If Nathalie had already arranged for a driver to pick him up, he likely would be hard-pressed for time. In fact, the bespectacled woman was appeared behind him, already actively lecturing him on the virtue of punctuality.

Adrien effectively ignored her, letting her not so friendly parental advice wash over him. He briskly walked to the car, not bothering to look behind him at the trailing assistance. The limousine ride was filled with Nathalie's talking, with Adrien distracting himself with the sights of Paris. Just before he hopped out of the car, she finally wrapped her ramblings up with a single instruction:

"Do not be late after school. There isn't any time to waste with your usual antics."

"Yeah, sure whatever." Adrien grabbed his backpack and slammed the door behind him. Running up the steps he felt a sudden wave of anxiety rise within, but couldn't quite place what he was forgetting. Absolving himself that it would make itself known he stepped into the school building, letting the familiarity of school soothe his fears.

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Guys I am so sorry for the lack of updates. Finals are starting and between homework and work I have almost no time for important things (Like sleep and fanfiction) Please forgive me but after the AP test of Fri I should go back to publishing one or two really good updates a week.