It has a happy ending....right? {COMPLETED}

Chapter 11

The crack in the ring got bigger each day, but only by a small bit. And it just caught Misterbug's eye and he exclaimed,

"You couldn't handle the cat miraculous then, and you definitely won't be able to now," Misterbug taunted, gesturing at the cracked ring that sat on Ladynoire's hand.

"You bastard," She seethed through her teeth, quickly standing in protest of Ryuko's attempt to stop her and pouncing onto Misterbug, knocking him onto the floor. "I am perfectly capable of handling the cat miraculous, I am the rightful owner and you can't change that!" She exclaimed. She held her hand firmly on Misterbug's pale neck, leaving a final scratch on his suit that tore through the material and his skin, before standing and turning her back on the blonde.

"Ladynoire! Let's go!" Ryuko exclaimed in annoyance and frustration. She hated how Marinette started lashing out recently, especially since her self-control over her emotions had weakened from the stress of a broken miraculous. Her state was getting worse and she would faint at times.

The infamous crime bosses fled, Sting, helping Misterbug up from his injuries while cops arrived at the bank with shattered glass and a small amount of blood on the marble flooring. Though they got away, Ladynoires state did give the heroes an advantage. The plans that involved Queen Cobra, Shelly and Ryuko didn't work out most times, but Ladynoires cataclysm helped them a lot, which meant she was almost needed in each plan. She was destined to faint while performing crimes.

One night, Misterbug sat atop the Pont d'léna as he gazed at the stars. Calm endings to his patrols quickly became his favourite thing in the world once Ladynoire resurfaced years ago. The stress of the day was washed away as he took in the cool late spring breeze that came from the water below.

"The stars are beautiful tonight, huh?" A voice said from behind him. Misterbug jumped, whipping his head around to see the owner of the mysterious voice. His face fell flat when he saw the black cat, running her braid through her hands.

"What do you want?" He asked, turning back around and grabbing onto the railings beneath him as he suddenly felt uneasy on the thin platform.

"You're not going to arrest me?" Ladynoire teased. He could easily arrest her but his body didn't want to, his mind didn't want to either. Every part of him told him not to harm her at all and he wasn't sure why. He stayed silent to her question, knowing his answer would only earn a teasing or taunting retort. "I can see why you always come out here after patrols,"

"How do you know this is where I come?"

"I sometimes come out here too, but when I see you I don't have much choice,"

"And why did you come here now? Knowing I was here,"

"I-" She started, suddenly not knowing her reasoning. Well, she knew her reasoning for coming every night. It was their old meet-up spot when they did patrols together.

They would eat ice cream from a nearby cart that seemed to have disappeared over the years and would tell each other stories from their days as civilians. Each story of one shared a similar aspect of the others. "I don't know," She sat next to him on the tall bridge edge, the looming waters below.

"H-how's your ring?" He asked, gently placing his hand on hers as she sat down next to him.

"Wayzz says you know how to fix it," His emerald eyes looked familiar to her, the way he gazed with such generosity and kindness. "Do you?"

"I'm still learning, Tikki is teaching me a lot but I didn't know I had the power to fix a miraculous," He looked back to the horizon, gazing at the moon's wavy reflection in the water.

"Well, there's no way you would want to help me so..." Her voice trailed, decreasing in volume to rest just above a whisper. His hand forced itself to move to her cheek, gently pushing her face to look at him. His body reacted to the feelings of when they were partners, how he would make sure she knew she was special and wanted around people.

"Even if you are a wanted criminal, I still want you to be okay," He explained, feeling her gaze on his lower to his chest. The tears from her attack were still on his costume, despite the week that passed between the event and the present.

"I'm really sorry, I lashed out and..."

"No, I'm sorry for what I said," He kept his hand on her cheek. The warmth that radiated from her pink-tinged cheek was comforting to him. Her hand rested on his as she rested her head in his free hand, still on her cheek. Feelings rushed over him again. Feelings that were long forgotten.

He looked to her green luminescent eyes to her lips that looked to be carved from marble. They were soft and delicate, gentle and fragile. He hesitantly leaned in, pulling her closer though he felt the compliance come from her side as well. Their lips brushed, feeling each other's breath on their lips and they threw caution to the wind as their lips locked. The connection felt like an eternity long but was only a few moments. Marinette's relationship with Adrien wasn't clear, all that happened was a kiss and he seemed to be avoiding her, though her time away from him was very busy each day.

As they both pulled away, they were unable to open their eyes, remaining in the trance of one another. A smile rolled across their faces, though it didn't mean anything to the other. It was just a reaction to the heat of the moment.

"What the fuck..." Two voices intersected. The two turned to the other side of the bridge to see Shelly and Fennick.

"Shelly! What are you doing out?" Ladynoire quickly got up, grabbing a firm hold of Shelly's shoulders. Ladynoire acted like a worried mother to her ill child after seeing her out of bed.

"I was coming to find you, but here I find you, kissing up with the little pest," Shelly looked over to see Fennick, staring back at her.

"Alya..." He turned his nose up.

"Nino..." She did the same, narrowing her eyes as well.

"It's not what it looks like I promise, it didn't mean anything,"

"Then why did you have Adr-" Shelly was cut short by Ladynoires hand over her mouth. A muffled response came from the brunette. "Let's just go..." Shelly took Ladynoires baton, extending it and quickly escaping, leaving Misterbug with his lecturing friend.