Drag Queen Chapter 2

The drive was a silent one. Like always. But he greeted it and used the time to roam the internet for any sightings of the Akuma. Nothing except of complaints and the news that one had gone rogue.

He sighed when he exited the car and began to climb the stairs towards the school, what reminded him... he had to thank Marin for the help before. Marinette. He smirked. Would he scare her away like he always did when he named her like this? Probably. For sure.

"Adrienne?" someone called from behind and he found a girl with reddish locks wearing a checkered blouse and rimmed glasses. He didn´t know this girl, but he found a birthmark just over her right eyebrow which was a dead giveaway.

"Al?" he chuckled, turning fully towards his normally male friend.

"Yeah," she laughed, "Got hit too. Nina too, she was with me when I ran after Drag Queen. But it´s no fun calling her Nino, she had just shrugged and went home to change into something more comfortable." They talked a bit more and went inside, to their homeroom to prepare for the next lesson. Nino joined them after a few minutes and it didn´t last long until Claude (in brand new designer clothes) entered and a big commotion started because nearly everyone in their class got hit by the Akumas kiss.

Some made fun of the others, like Kim and Alix, who were able to keep their names. Sure, noone really cared about the names and Adrienne stayed Adrienne, but it was some kind of game or inside joke to twist their names into the one of the opposite gender. So everyone called Adrienne Adrien and Claude Claudette, although she exclaimed to be a Chloe. Adrien knew she liked the name Chloe since they were like five, so it was only natural that she named herself Chloe and not Claudette.

A few minutes before the final bell rang, Marinette entered and his gaze instantly roamed over her small figure, taking in her pink trousers, he had never thought he would be this brave to show this colour like a real girl would, but what caught his eye were the cute little pigtails she wore. With every step they bobbed up and down, it was mesmerizing. And he still had to thank her.

"Hey, there comes Marinette!" Kim exclaimed and placed his arm over her shoulder dragging her easily across the room. The Kimberly he knew never would have been able to do this to the tall Marin. Marinette also seemed to be very distracted be the action and squirmed against his grip. She ducked under his arm and took a step back to have a better look at her capturer.

"Kim?!" she laughed.

"How comes, you´re this small? I thought you would be...," Kim guestured at his own new hight, "...taller?"

But Marinette only laughed and joked with him. Was she always this comfortable around others? Why not with him? Or... her. And it somehow stirred something familiar in his head...

"Girl, you´re staring," Nino snickered.

"I´m not staring," he defended himself but turned and added to refer to their previous joking, "I´m a pretty girl, am I?" Nino and Alya laughed and soon they had to break up because their teacher entered and Monsieur Bustier began their lesson.

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Her suit had changed. The instant she transformed she felt the difference. The armor at shoulders and back vanished, the suit was more slick and light weighted. And even the black parts vanished and instead, she now wore a red polka dotted onepiece. Even her yoyo was now latched around her waist and not attached to her upper thight. Tikki had warned her that this would happen, but it confused her nonetheless. She was so used to her old uniform, she wanted it back.

With an exasperated sigh, she climbed to her balcony and leaped off into the night, ready to meet Chat at the Eiffel tower.

"Cutesy-Wootsy?" Chat called from the top when he saw her approaching figure.

"Stop calling me that!" she called back but couldn´t stop the fluttery feeling in her chest. Chats nicknames were annoying but they secretly flattered her and bought some change and light-headedness into the serious buisiness. As well as his puns sometimes, but enough was enough.

"I´ll never, bugaboo," he grinned. "Ready to search a nasty Akuma? Nice hairstyle, by the way."

"I just wanted to ask the same," she smirked, ignoring the comment about her hair.

They searched for hours and around midnight they even found a bunch of newly transformed victims, who led them down a few streets and gestured in a vague direction. But that seemed to be a dead end. Around 3 a.m. They called the night a night. Both of them had school in the morning and wanted to grab just a few hours of sleep, but agreed to meet in the late afternoon again to continue their search.

Exhausted Marinette finally dropped down into her room. She just wanted to pass out onto her comfortable sheets but she first had to get rid of this uncomfortable bra-thing.

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Pigtails. Ladybug had worn pigtails. Just like Marinette had. It sure was a coincidence, it had to be. There was no way, shy and clumsy Marin had been confident and sexy Beetle the whole time, right? That would mean she had a crush on Marin.

Adrien sighed and turned around once more. After they had ended their useless patrol, he expected to fall into the land of dreams the instant his head hit the pillow. He had been wrong. All he could think of were Ladybugs pigtails.

Sure, their hairstyle could really be a coincidence but add his observation from this morning, Adriens mind raced.

He definitely needed to observe Marinette in school. Would she be extraordinary tired? Their patrol ran longer than expected, if Marinette was Ladybug, she would be tired because of the lack of sleep. Beetle had a piercing, his Miraculous, had Marin one too? She wasn´t sure, he always had his hair over his ears!

And again he turned with a huff. That was damn complicated. But he wouldn´t mind Marinette being Ladybug, or Marin being Beetle. Marin was kind, had a good eye for fashion and always helped wherever he can.

Somewhen he finally nodded off, but the blarring of his alarm waked him again. He groaned and turned again, irgnoring the annoying device.

"Will you shut this thing up?! You kept me awake all night, so please," Plagg groaned and poked in his stomach. He liked to sleep under his blanket.

Adrien sighed and followed his orders but retorted easily: "Do you need some beauty sleep? Don´t worry, your beauty can´t be restored."

Plagg just snickered and Adrien hesitantly rose out of the warmth of his blankets. Maybe a quick shower would restore his tired mind. A... shower. Ugh, better to avoid difficult areas, going to the toilet had been embarrassing enough. Even if it was his own body now, he still referred to himself as a girl.

And he wasn´t the only one. When he stepped into school, he felt the difference in the mood of his classmates. The lighthearted mood from yesterday changed into a grumpy and electric. Yesterday, everything had been a joke. Today, everyone just wanted their own bodies back. There were single ones, who still cracked jokes, like Kim and Alix, but when no one responded, they let the topic fall.

With a sigh escaping his lips, he settled into his seats and waited paitiently for Marinettes arrival. He listened to the chatter of his classmates, responded politely to Ninos and Alyas chat next to him but the half of his mind was back by Marinette. She still had to come, but he expected her to stumble in after the bell rang or very short before.

Like expected their teacher began their lesson and Marinette still had to arrive. The later it got the more nervous he got.

She was late. Really late. Either she was ill, or and more likely, she had slept in (hopefully because she didn´t get much sleep in the night). That would mean she could be Ladybug. That means that Marin was Beetle. Every few seconds he glanced between the watch and the door as minutes ticked by.

It was fifteen minutes into the lesson when his heart leaped out of his chest as the door hesitantly opened and a half-chinese head poked in.

Marinette silently made it over to her seat, careful not to get noticed by the teacher who had turned to the board and scribbled something down. Adrien was impressed by her ability to walk completely soundless, had Marin always had this skill? But this was just further proof that she might be Ladybug or Beetle.

But the most obvious fact: the pigtails were back on. She could have easily changed the style, and Ladybug might have remained with pigtails or the other way round. If she had still those pigtails in the afternoon, it would be less likelier to be a coincidence.

She flashed him the usual smile when she saw him stare at her and he nervously replied it. There he noticed the bags under her eyes and her tired expression.

"Marin Dupain-Cheng," the teacher called, "Do you care to explain why you are late again?"

Marinette froze on the steps, she had been really close.

"Erm... I... had... to...," she fiddled for an answer she had not used during the years "T...there was... a cat!"

"A cat?" Mme Mandeleiev asked.

"Yeah, a cat!" she explained with a light blush on her cheeks. "It was sooo cute and it followed me to school! But... pets are not allowed here, sooo... I first had to get rid of it?"

That was clearly a lie, and the former Monsieur Mandeleiev seemed not to take it either but she only sighed, not in the mood for discussing anything, the whole gender-swap thing seemed to influence her too, so she only waved at her to sit down and she returned to her lesson.

Adrien saw Marinettes shoulders slump in exhaustion and she definitely yawned when she sat down in her seat. Turning around to her, he watched her place her head in her folded arms, stifling another yawn.

With an excited grin on his face he turned around again, facing the front. His heart beat wildly in his chest. Marinette was tired! Okay, Marin seemed to be always tired in the early hours, but what if he was always tired because of late-night patrols on top of homework, like she always has herself? That would mean, she found her Bug. But she first had to be absolutely sure, maybe tell her a few puns and have a look how she reacts?

That would be his next step. If she freezes, rolls her eyes or huffs or... whatever Beetle-like does, he would be sure.

Anticipation rushed through his veins and he just wanted to try. But he had to be patient, wait for the right moment. Crouch low and strike when she expected it the last.

"What is this with you and Marin today?" his best friend shook him out of his thoughts after the lesson.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Nino began, "You're staring at him, girl, and don't tell me it's because of his new appearance. Have you finally developed a crush on him?"

Adrien felt his face grow hot and he choked. "N... No, I mean, erm yeah, he's nice but-"

Nino only chuckled: "Yeah, Marin's nice. You don't have to tell me. Remember the incident in the zoo? I was the one with the crush. But now..." The slight smirk on his lips spoke volumes and it was not necessary to finish the sentence, Adrien knew what he meant.

"I don't know," he admitted and glanced back at his classmate, most likely dozing now, "Marin's nice. But he is always so nervous around me. I don't want to scare him. But," he thought of Beetle how confident he was, how kindhearted and clever, "I know he can be confident too. He always stands up against Claude and helps others. He is kind and..." I love him, she added without speaking it out loud.

A firm and reassuring hand on his shoulder let his gaze wander back to his best friend. Had he stared at Marinette the whole time?

"I got your back girl," Nino smiled and he suddenly was very glad that he had the best friend ever.

"I hope Beetle and Chat Noire get this Akuma quickly," he heard Kim complaining during lunchbreak and broke his train of thoughts. The high feeling of maybe discovering Ladybugs identity changed into regret.

They tried. Really. But the Akuma went into hiding and it was hard to find someone who didn´t want to be found.

And he also didn´t want to be a boy anymore. The shoot yesterday had been pretty embarrassing and he had one tomorrow morning again. Hopefully they´ll find Drag Queen really quick.

Adrien sighed and climbed into his waiting car. Lunch was boring as always so he hurried to get back to school.

He entered the yard and instantly his gaze fell to the stairs where his friends sat, lightly chatting. Nino sat next to Alya on the steps and Marinette stood in front of them, a white container in her hands. Maybe he would get his chance to bug her a bit. Grinning slightly at his maybe-pun, he hurried over to them.

"Hey, Adrienne!" Nino greeted at his approach, "Mar has free pastries!"

"Err, uhm... Yeah, pastries," she said with a bright smile and held the container in front of him. It showed him croissants and different kinds of cookies. Even though he just had lunch, at the sight of those delicious treats his stomach grumbled in anticipation. So he flashed her a smile and grabbed one of those croissants.

"Thanks Mar," he smiled and stuffed the buttery heaven into his mouth. A groan escaped his lips at the delicious taste in his mouth. Adrien heard Alya snicker but ignored it in favor of his treat.

"So, what do you do after school?" Alya asked them. Nino shrugged and Marinette murmured something that sounded like ´homework´. He himself (and maybe Marinette too) had a patrol later, but they needn´t to know. "Fencing and then one more photoshoot. My mother wants to do the best out of my current... appearance," he lied and took one more bite.

Nino and Al laughed and Marinette shoot him a comforting smile.

"Well, I thought we could go to the movies, but as long as you two are busy, it-" Alya began, but Marinette interrupted her: "Oh, you two can go just fine without us. I don´t mind."

A grin spread on his lips, he knew his best friends crush on the former-boy that sat behind them so he eagerly nodded. "Yeah, I´m sure you two will get along fine even when we´re not with you."

Nino and Alya shared a quick glance and Nino just shrugged, flashed her a smile to say `Why not?` and Alya laughed and said: "Sure." That went great, now his best friend had a date and maybe, if he played right, he would get the identity of the love of his life later.

They chatted lightly and devoured the rest of the pastries. His chance came as he argued with Al about the last remaining cookie.

"No, Adrienne, you ate the last three, the last one is mine," Alya called, snatching the container out of Marinettes grip.

"Noooo," he whined, "I´m a growing boy, I need to get enough food!"

"You aren´t even a boy," she huffed and pulled the cookie out to lick with her tongue across it. He watched in horror as his cookie got marked for someone else.

"I can proof that I´m a boy now," he mumbled but than an idea sprang to his mind.

He slightly elbowed the girl next to him, winked at her with his brightest smile and watched her reaction. "Aldough, I can come oven, every time to your loafly bakery and snacktch all your cookies away without any knead of help." Okay, even if Marinette wasn´t Ladybug, THAT. WAS. A MASTERPIECE. And it was totally worth it.

Her face blanched and her eyes went wide like saucers. That´s good so far. And his grin stretched wider when she slowly turned towards him, a frown lightly forming on her face. Through the laughing of his friends, he heard her, oh so Beetle, whisper.

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"W... was that a pun...? Are you serious?"

That grin. She knew that grin. Even if she had only seen this on a female face, she knew that damn grin. But it couldn´t be, could it? No, that was just impossible. Chat could never be sweet and nice Adrienne. But she also never thought Adrien could be able to pun. And this damn grin...

Luckily they got interrupted by the warning bell, signalling them that the lunchbreak would be over in a few minutes and that they had to head back to class.

Deep in thoughts she didn´t notice when she grabbed her bag and entered their homeroom. She didn´t even notice the worried glances her friends send her at her sudden passiveness. What she noticed where the green eyes in front of her. They glittered joyful and eyed her, somehow desperate but playful the same time. It was the same look, Chat gave Beetle when they were in a battle and she had cracked a joke, expecting him to roll his eyes.

And those eyes in front of her belonged not to Adrien or Adrienne. They definitely belonged to his partner, the same shade of green, the same playfulness, just... the same. And just because she was not able to refuse his partner anything, she rolled her eyes and huffed, a smile gracing her lips.

And Adriens grinned widened at her very own display of affection.

Unfortunately the teacher entered the room and began the lesson so Adrien was forced to turn around again. But that didn´t matter anymore, because they knew.

"Tikki, Adrienne is Chat Noire, Adrienne is Chat Noire," she repeated on and on when she entered her room after school. She somehow had managed to hold her composure during school but then, Adrien had taken her hand, blew a kiss on top, winked and said: "See you later bugaboo." And then she freaked out. Her face went bright red and she had dashed home, rushed past her stunned parents and was now pacing in her room back and forth, trying to come to terms with the new information.

"Adrienne is Chat Noire," she exclaimed horrified, putting her palms flat against her cheeks. "I can´t believe it"

"Is it really this unbelievable?" she asked, munching on a cookie. They still had two hours until they had agreed to meet up again, most likely because of a fencing lesson. Adrienne had always fencing on fridays.

But... "I don´t know, Tikki!" she tried to find an answer to her kwami, "Chat´s always so loud, annoying and flirtatious. And Adrienne´s... not!" ...but Chat is also kind, she cares deeply for the victims. She makes him smile during the worst battles, she... was his best friend.

A smile crept on her lips. Maybe this... revelation wasn´t exactly what she had expected, but it was... nice. Her crush happened to be her beloved partner. Sure, she still needed time to complete the complex puzzle named ´Adrienne Agreste´ aka ´Chat Noire´, but for now... she was at piece with the information.

"Marin?" Tikki asked concerned at her sudden calmness.

"Yeah," Marinette breathed and repeated a bit louder, with more confidence "Yes, everything is okay. And maybe (she giggled), maybe I´m now able to form normal sentences around Adrienne."

Tikki giggled along with her and she finally settled on finishing her homework as long as Adrien would be busy with fencing.

An hour later she changed into some comfortable PJs and got back to a design she had begun a few days prior. Soon, she got interrupted by screams downstairs in the bakery. Panic flooded her and ignoring her appearance, she dashed downstairs.

The second she stepped into the main area, she stumbled against broad manly shoulders, belonging to a man who looked like a bear.

"Honey," he called "go back upstairs!" His mustache bobbed up and down when he talked and Marinette was stunned to the doorframe, his once babyblue blouse hung loosely in rips from his shoulders, obviously torn apart from a sudden growth spurt. His apron a good indicator for who that man had been before.

"M... Mom?" she asked astounded.

"Marin! Up!" he called again and shoved her out of the bakery again, blocking the entrance quite effectively.

When her mother turned into her father this could only mean one: The Akuma was back and she was right there. There would be no way, Marinette let it slip away again. So she dashed back upstairs and, without stopping in her haste towards the balcony, called the transformation. The light had just faded when she jumped over the railing and landed directly in front of the doors of her parents business.

The Akuma was still inside, had just transformed her dad into her mom.

"That´s enough, Drag Queen!" she called and stepped inside, spinning her yoyo fast.

"Oh, look, who finally found me," the Akuma laughed and blew a kiss towards one of the windows. The blast formed a heart-shaped hole and the Akuma leaped out of it.

"Stay inside!" she warned her parents and followed Drag Queen. The woman was surprisingly fast on her feet, Ladybug had to hurry to keep up with the fast pace, she even lost her a few times in Paris´ streets but luckily managed to track her down again.

During her chase she spotted a black blurr nearby. Her partner was at her heels, greeting her happily. "Seems you found our lost Queen," he stated and leaped over a dustbin, totally in synch with her.

"I don't know, if we can keep that though," she worried. How was it possible that she ran so fast on highheels? "We have to corner her somehow."

"Why does she run anyway? They normally find us before we do them," Chat objected and she had to nod. Chat then cupped his mouth with his claws, addressing the Akuma: "Why are you running anyway? Don't you want our Miraculous?"

At this the Akuma skidded to a halt and the two stopped a few paces behind.

Turning back, Drag Queen shouted: "I want all of Paris to know how it is to live in the false body! I shot you and now you're perfect. Why should I fight you and maybe turn you back?"

"You think, we will surrender in exchange for our own bodies?" Chat summed it up and and raised a skeptical eyebrow.

The Akuma laughed and asked: "Will you?"

"No," the two deadpanned. That plan was ridiculous.

"Then let's get to plan B," the Akuma smirked and pushed both of her hands in front of her chest, forming with her index finger and thumb a heart. "You will surrender, no matter what will happen.

She instantly leaped into a defensive pose and she saw Chat next to her doing the same, getting ready with baton in his hand.

"Any idea where the Akuma is?" Chat hissed and Ladybug tried to concentrate, but the Akuma rose her hands in front of her face, with a smirk on her face, she put the hole to her left eye.

"Last chance to give me your Miraculous," she sang, but when neither of them moved she laughed and winked with the eye behind the heart shaped hands.

It was like every air got sucked out of her lungs when she and Chat got flung backwards and they crashed onto the cobblestone. Her ears rung and she wasn't able to hear anything except of the ringing sound. They would be lucky if their eardrums were still intact. The windows surrounding the street broke by the shock wave, tables and plants were turned over and leaves got ripped out of the trees.

This first blast was powerful and it would be fatal to get blown by it a second time. They had to end this quickly.

Ladybug heaved herself up, ignoring the spinning world, she took her yoyo and threw it where she suspected up will be, calling her lucky charm. What fell into her hands was a cloth. At closer inspection, it was a red polka dotted shirt.

"What am I...," she began and watched Chat hurry towards the Akuma, trying to distract her and she had to think of a plan.

Glancing around the area, the Akumas arms highlighted, the leaves on the cobblestone, a fireplug and Chat Noir. "Got it.

"Chat!" she called and pointed towards the plug. He immediately got her gesture and called his cataclysm, destroying the metal. It melted under his touch and water shot like a geyser out in the street, wetting effectively the cobblestone and the leaves on the ground, making it slippery.

"Got it!" Chat called and aimed his staff at the victim. Ladybug sprung behind Drag Queen and when she got ready to throw another shock wave, Ladybug heaved the tee over head and Chat swung his staff at her legs. She tried to squirm away bud the slippery ground combined with her murderous high shoes knocked her over.

She screeched and cursed, telling them to set her free and give her their Miraculous, but she was tied and not really able to move on the wet leaves. She tossed and turned, but to no avail. It was then that Ladybug noticed something glittering near her ear.

"What do you think the Akuma is in?" Chat asked nonchalantly.

Instead of answering, she crouched down and held the Akumas head to a side, brushed her blue locks away. Grinning, she glanced up to her partner and showed him the purple glowing ring in her earlobe.

Without wasting any more time she clipped it open and pushed it out of her skin, what was quite the task, the Akuma still squirmed and tossed her head to every side. Luckily, Chat ran to her aide, sitting on her chest, he held her head in his tight grip until Ladybug got the nasty jewelry and crushed it under her foot.

The escaping butterfly was quickly caught and purified but Ladybug hesitated to call the cure.

"Chat? We have to talk," her tone was serious and she knew her partner would understand the urge behind her message.

"Sure," he nodded and stood back to wait for her.

With a sigh, she helped the victim to stand up after detangle her from she shirt.

With a quick glance towards her partner, she tossed the item into the air and the bright light blinded her for a second, but she felt the light tingle from the little Ladybugs who restore everything, resetting everyones gender who got shot. Inclusive their own.

"Ah, great to be back," a female voice called from behind and Beetle knew this voice. Knew the girl who stood behind, stretching lazily like the cat she was.

Her ring beeped but both knew, it was unnecessary to worry about their identities. Even if they hadn´t talked about it yet, it was clear as day, who was behind their masks.

Luckily, they heard sirens in the distance so the former Drag Queen was in good hands. They really needed the talk so they hastily bid goodbye and swung over the roofs.

On a random rooftop, Chat suddenly halted and Beetle stepped to her side.

"I´m down to one paw," she murmured and locked gazes with him.

Beetle nodded and suddenly his throat was dry as a desert. His own piercing beeped but he still had two spots left, he still had time to flee. But it wouldn´t bring him anywhere so he stayed, he just didn´t know what to say.

"Should... I let the cat out of the bag?" Chat laughed nervously. Sure she would crack a joke, that was her way to release the tension.

"I," Beetle began, "I already know who you are. And I´m pretty sure you figured me out too. Those puns were too much."

"I´m sorry," she apologized, averting his gaze, but laughed nonetheless. "I know your identity is important for you and I shouldn´t have tried to... I don´t know," she sighed and got more quiet, more insecure about the whole topic. In this moment he knew he talked to Adrienne, not to Chat.

She seemed to get so sad. Was it because plain Marin stood behind the amazing Beetle? Hardly, he had heard her talk with Nina this morning. But why was she sad then? And why did she avert his gaze?

He gently put his palm at her cheek and nudged her head up to meet her eyes. Her brilliant green startled him, he could get lost in this green.

"It´s not your fault, minou," he tried to reassure her. They were so close, when had he stepped closer?

His thump caressed her cheekbone and her eyes fluttered closed. She leant into his touch and pressed her lips to his palm.

A part of his mind squealed in delight, Adrienne just kissed his palm! But the other part... it was just Chat. Wonderful, funny, reliable Chat. Sweet Chat. His partner Chat.

Would she mind if he kissed her at the spot? They were just inches apart anyway.

The last beeping sound of her ring startled him and the green electric light at her feet set him into panic mode. If he wanted to kiss her, he had to do it now. He was sure he would loose his nerves when she looked like Adrienne again.

So he hastily scooped down, closed the remaining distance and pressed his lips against her soft ones.

She first stiffened but relaxed before her transformation had time to fade away. Suddenly her hands were at his chest, moving up to his neck and settled into his short hair. This movement encouraged him and they began to move against each other. His own hand wandered down to her waist, first grabbing handfuls of fabric from the now too big clothes. But when the kiss got more intense, he settled for her skin at her waist under her shirt, lightly rubbing his thumbs over the exposed flesh.

They had to break apart for a moment to catch their breath but she instantly moved back in, startled him with her vigor, but he didn´t complain.

He let his transformation run out without wasting another thought and he really was glad that he had decided to wear a pair of his male PJs.

But nothing of this mattered at the moment. His whole world was entirely made of the girl in his arms. Her lithe form pressed against his body, her hands tugging at his short hair at the base of his neck.

And her lips. Her sweet and soft lips, roaming against his own, pushing desperately, craving for attention and he was willing to obey and give her what she needed and she gave so much back. Like a drunkard he longed for her.

It was heaven.

Someone clearing his throat brought them back to earth, back to reality.

"Plagg! You little...," he heard his own kwami scold Adriennes but he didn´t care, all he saw was his longtime-crush in front of him, still pressed against his body. And this, like predicted, was enough to drive him back into a pudding.

"Erm.. I... err" and back was the stuttering too. Great. He knew she was Chat but that didn´t mean he was now any smoother.

Luckily she found it somehow adorable and giggled. "Cat got your tongue?"

Okay, that´s it. He whined and burried his burning face in her blonde locks. "I... I have to get used to this, right?" he murmured against her head.

But she only giggled once more and shifted her face so she could press a light kiss on his adamsapple. "My purrfect jokes or me being Chat?"

"Both," he whined and pulled back again, only to dive in again to press a light kiss onto her lips. "I think we should get going, it´s late and though there´s no school, I know you have a shoot in the morning," he smiled against her lips.

"What? It's not that late. Are you mutated to my conscience?"

"One has to be," Marin laughed and pulled back again, letting his hands on her waist, he glanced around to search for his kwami. "Tikki?"

"Want to head home?" the little creature asked next to a black blobb (most likely Chats kwami) from the corner of the rooftop, happily munching on a cookie. At Marins nod, she hastily gulped down the last piece and flew over to them.

"Plagg? Come over here," Adrienne called her own, but the black kwami had already followed Tikki towards them. "Marin, that´s Plagg, my kwami," she introduced him and snatched him out of the air to hold him in front of her.

"Nice to meet you Plagg," he smiled and scratched the little cats head affectionately, "And that´s Tikki. My kwami."

"Nice to finally meet you in person Adrienne!" Tikki chirmed in and took place next to Plagg in Adriennes palm. "But you two really better head home."

"She´s right," Marin sighed and let his hands fall from her waist to step back. "Are you ready?" Tikki nodded and Plagg yawned.

"Wait!" Adrienne suddenly called. "Do you have my number? So we can text!"

Remembering the phone-incident where Marin had stolen her phone because of an embarrassing voicemail a few months ago during Copycat, he flushed scarlet once more and stammered: "Uhm... yeah, I kinda... yes, I think I´ll just text you?"

Hopefully his grin didn´t look too creepy.

"O...kay?" Adrienne asked unsure, but flashed him a grin herself. "Plagg? You ready?"

The cat yawned again and shrugged, stretching flat in her palm. Tikki zipped up in front of his face and he quickly shared a glance with his partner. Together they called their transformations and now the Beetle and Chat Noire stood in their place, suits back to normal.

Together they jumped back towards their neighborhood. On the roof of their school they shared a quick goodbye-kiss and separated towards their respective homes.

fin

Okay, that´s it :)

It was pretty difficult to choose when to use ´him´ or ´her´. I finally decided on using (on Marinette and vice versa) the female when she does something like smile or blush, and refer to her as a male when she thinks about herself. It was kind of the most obvious decision.

I can easily write more, maybe, if you want, I can write a sequel.

Thanks for your support, stay tuned ;)