Chat Noir's POV

I woke up in... Marinette's room? Since when was I here? Last I remember, I saved Ladybug from fire and then black. Maybe she saved me in return. I looked around, but saw no one. Maybe she was somewhere else in the house. Or maybe she went to school. But I looked outside and it was still dark.

I climbed out of bed and realized that none of what I thought was even remotely correct.

I was Marinette.

'What the...?,' I thought. I went into the bathroom and looked at myself. Sure enough I was Marinette. None of this made sense, though. It was probably just a dream. A really strange dream.

I went back to bed and thought that when I woke up, I would be me again. Well, Chat Noir. Right now, I was Marinette.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up to an alarm and quickly turned it off. Wait. I don't have an alarm. Nathalie wakes me up everyday. Then I noticed I was still Marinette. This wasn't a dream. I saw a kwami fly in front of me. I guessed it Marinette's kwami.

"Come on, Marinette! You need to get up for school!" her- my kwami said... Tikki. Yeah. That was her name. I guess I'd just have to act as her.

"Okay, Tikki. I'm up!" I said and I got out of bed. I had no idea how to act as Marinette. I knew how she acted at school, but I didn't know how she acted when she wasn't.

I got myself ready, the whole time guessing what Marinette did every morning to get ready for school.

I looked at the time and realized that I was gonna be late. I'm good at being Marinette. Well, in the morning.

"You need to go! You're gonna be late...again!" Tikki urged me. She flew into my purse and I quickly rushed downstairs and grabbed cookies for her since that was what Marinette fed her.

I rushed out the door and ran to school and went to Marinette's locker and realized I didn't know her combination. I tried a few times, but each time, it didn't work. I tried one more time, frustrated and, to my surprise, the locker actually opened. I felt accomplished. I wrote down the combination that I had put in and quickly grabbed my books for my first class on Marinette's schedule. It was the same as mine for the most part.

I stumbled into the classroom and almost sat next to Nino, but I remembered that I was Marinette, so I sat next to Alya instead. Then a new question popped in my head. Where was Marinette?

Marinette's POV

Nothing. There was nothing. Only black. I couldn't see, feel, hear, smell or taste. Nothing. I couldn't move. I couldn't wake up. I didn't dream. There was absolutely nothing. Just darkness. I was afraid of what had happened. I didn't remember anything happening to me. All I remembered was laying in my bed and then I fell asleep.

And next I know, there's absolutely nothing. I couldn't do anything, no matter what. I didn't know what to do. That didn't really matter, though because I couldn't do anything. Then I realized I could actually feel. I kinda wished that I couldn't. All I felt was pain. Just pain. Nothing else.

Then I heard something. It sounded like a crackling fire. Wait...but I was in my bed, right? Was my house on fire?! That couldn't be possible, though. My parents would've woken me up.

So... What why did I hear fire? Maybe I was dreaming. Dreaming of darkness, pain, and fire. Strange.

It couldn't be a dream, though. It didn't feel like one. I knew this was real. I started panicking. What was going on?! Was I dead?! Was I seriously hurt?! Wait... 

Nah. That's a strange thought. How did that weird thought cross my mind? I can't switch bodies with Chat Noir. That's crazy. Maybe I'm going insane.

But what if it was real?! It seemed pretty real with what I was feeling. Meaning nothing besides pain. I didn't even really feel emotions. Just fear and anxiety. Was this what Chat Noir felt? Maybe I really did switch bodies with him. That's kinda weird. 

So, was Chat Noir actually dead?! I really started freaking out. That would mean that I was dead. Which would mean that Chat Noir is me. Which means I should be confused, but I'm not. I'm only afraid and anxious. 

I wanted to escape this endless darkness.

Chat Noir's POV

I walked to my house and snuck into Hawkmoth's lair. I looked around and noticed that the fire had died down to only a few small crackling flames.

Then I saw myself. I was detransformed. I looked horrible. I was really red and had quite a few burns. I ran over to myself and sat down. I didn't know what to do.

I tried to wake...him...up, but it wasn't working. I felt tears forming in my eyes. Now I knew what it was like for Marinette when she first saw me like this. Was I even alive at all? I didn't think so, but I kept trying to wake myself up.

Well... It wasn't exactly me anymore. Now I was Marinette and Marinette was me. That's how it was. 

I continued to try to wake him up. Nothing was working. Tears started spilling out of my eyes when I realized there wasn't anything I could do. He wasn't ever gonna wake up. Never. He was gone.

Forever.

Marinette's POV

I hated this feeling. I wanted this all to be over, but I think didn't it would ever end. I was most likely dead. And there wasn't anything I could do except go through this pain. It was horrible.

Then I felt something. Something new. I felt like I was being touched by something. It felt like hands. I also felt a drop of some kind of liquid fall on my arm. Maybe I wasn't dead after all. Or maybe this was what being dead was. I didn't even know what to think anymore.

I felt the hands shaking me. I wanted to respond so badly. To tell them I was alive. I tried as hard as I could, but, sadly, nothing happened. Then I felt something else. I felt something connect with my lips. Then I felt a new emotion. Love. I felt love. I had no idea why, though. Why did I feel this way? What was connected to my lips? Whatever it was, I didn't want it to stop.

I started to feel more emotions. Mixed emotions. The strongest one though, was love. I wasn't sure what that was all about. Then I gained my smell and taste. It smelled like fire and smoke, but I also smelled some kind of shampoo.

As for what I tasted, I had no idea. It was a taste I felt like I recognized, but I wasn't exactly sure. Then all my feelings came back. I felt all of my emotions, my senses, and I knew what was going on. Someone was kissing me.

My eyes shot open and at first, I saw nothing. Then my vision cleared. I saw myself kissing me with her eyes closed. I didn't want to startle her, but I also wanted to kiss her! 

I kissed her and her eyes flew open and she pulled away and stared at me in shock.

Chat Noir's POV

I stared at Adrien. His eyes were open. He had just kissed me.

He wasn't dead.

He was alive.

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There we go. I hope that kind of makes it up a little. I actually cried while writing this chapter and the chapter before this.

Bug out!🐞

~Ladybug