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Marinette was sitting in the park sketching her most recent design idea after school. Blissfully in creation mode, she didn’t hear the screams caused by the most recent akuma as it began floating down a nearby street, blasting everyone she could with her floral blasts of forgetfulness.
“BOOM!”
Marinette finally looked up to see the cause of the ruckus floating towards her, aiming her bouquet at her.
“I am Dementia! I will rid you of all of your memories of the one that you love the most!”
Dementia was grey with long flowing hair, the woman wore a flowing yellowed wedding gown with puffy sleeves and she wore a single strand of pearls. She held a dried bouquet of flowers and she had been somehow using it to blast some sort of energy out of it at passerby.
Marinette knew that this was it, she was going to be a victim too and she froze.
But suddenly she couldn’t breathe as the wind was knocked out of her.
Chat Noir had scooped her up off of the bench that she was sitting on as Dementia’s attack made it explode behind them. Chat Noir was running with her towards her house.
Dementia proclaimed, “Bad Kitty! If my love can’t remember me, you will not be able to remember the one that you love either!”
Chat jumped and was about to land on Marinette’s balcony just as Dementia hit him from behind, causing them both to fall to the floor of the balcony.
Dementia laughed and flew way, looking for more victims.
Chat of course had saved his Princess, but at the expense of his own mind.
He moaned.
“Chat! Chat! Don’t do this to me! Wake up!” Marinette cried as she turned towards him and cradled his head.
“Purr-incess?” He looked up at her, his eyes half open. “Ugh, I think I hit my head.” He tried to sit up but moaned again, “yep, I definitely hit my head.” Slowly, he managed to sit up but held his head carefully.
Marinette knelt down next to him.
“Oh, Chat! You crazy cat! You, you shouldn’t have done that!”
He tilted his head and glanced at her, “I don’t know what I could have done otherwise Purr-incess.” He purred as she ran her fingers through his hair looking for bumps. “It’s my job to save damsels in distress after all.” He let out a short purr as she checked his head for injuries.
“Silly Kitty.”
He grinned at her and then leaned towards her, whispering into her ear. “I’m feline better Princess, with your ministrations I’ll be in purr-fect fighting condition soon. Besides, you know that if it meant you or Paris, it would be you Princess.” He lovingly gazed into her eyes, and she saw a twinkle there that she had never seen before, well at least not aimed at Marinette.
“Chat Noir, you don’t mean that.”
He purred, “of course I do Beautiful.” He sighed and leaned back, loving her hands in his hair but losing them as he leaned back. He frowned and it took him a moment for him to collect himself from the loss.
Marinette was confused, was he flirting with her because he hit his head and thought she was Ladybug, or did he really mean it? Her thoughts bothered her, No, he can’t mean it. I’m Marinette, he’s not interested in me.
Chat turned towards her, smiling at her like she was his universe. Like she was Ladybug.
“What I meant Marinette, is that I can’t pretend any longer. I don’t want to just be your friend anymore, I want to … I want US to be more.” He whispered as he leaned in and kissed her gently on the cheek, making sure that she understood how he felt.
Marinette froze just before she blushed, her eyes following her grinning Kitty.