The Cat and his Princess

Chat Blanc

A low chuckle emanated from the corner of the room. Marinette saw "Chat Noir" step into the light of the moon. He didn't look like himself, that's for sure. Snow white leather replaced his usual black leather cat suit, and instead of his usual emerald green  eyes, his eyes where a light blue and gave off a disturbing glow.
"Who-who are you" Marinettes voice wave and uneven. Another chuckle was heard. "Princess can't you recognize your prince" Marinette looked at him curiously "what?" Was all she could mange. She lowered her "weapon" slightly glancing at her partner. "But I don't go by Chat Noir anymore" a smug look on his face as he strode over to her. "I go by Chat Blanc now" he purred into her ear sending shivers down her spine, and not the good kind. Marinette turned to him, their faces inches apart. "What are you doing here?" she asked, not breaking eye contact.
"To see you, of course" he bowed slightly. Marinette backed away from him, her back abruptly hit her desk. He strolled over to her, now closer then they where before. "What's wrong Princess" Chat places a hand on either side of her, keeping her from making a run for it, "Cat got your tongue?". Marinette rolled her eyes. "Still making puns I see". "What?! Don't you think my puns are paw-some" he said with a cheeky smile. "Some of then."Marinette chuckles. "You're the only one." Chat muttered. "What was that?" she asked, "N-nothing" he cleared his throat "nothing" . Marinette humed sarcastically while pushing past Chat's "well if you would excuse me" she said "but I have homework I need to finish."
"Wait!" Chat grabbed her wrist.
"Hey! Let go of me" she said trying to yank her wrist free from his grasp. He only tightened his grip making her yelp from the pain. He pulled her arm towards him, their bodies touching each other.
"You're not going anywhere" he growled.