A/N: So, I read a fanfic once where someone made Chloé a lesbian and had a crush on Sabrina and whatnot and I've been wanting to toy with the idea of Chloé being a lesbian myself for a while, so that's what this story is. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1

Marinette Dupain-Cheng was having a normal day -well, as normal of a day as one can have when they lead a double life- and was currently making her way back to school after successfully taking down another akuma with Cat Noir. She dropped down in an alley next to the school just as her earrings gave out a final beep and her transformation fell, replacing the graceful Ladybug with the clumsy Marinette. Tikki flew down into Marinette's purse to hide and eat the cookies Marinette kept in there as Marinette walked along the side of the school and out of the alley. She walked around to the stairs only to be met by none other than Adrien Agreste, coming from the other side of the school.

"Oh, hey Marinette." He said, a nervous look on his face.

"A-Adrien." She squeaked. "H-h-hi. Uh, wh-what are you doing out of class?"

"I could ask you the same thing." He chuckled.

"Um, I uh...akuma." She stammered, and mentally face palmed. "I mean, uh, there was an akuma and I...went home! Yeah! To-to make sure my parents were okay."

"Oh, okay." He said, and began walking up the stairs. Marinette could only turn and watch him go while she tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. He turned back on the stairs to look at her.

"Aren't you coming in?" He asked, confusion on his face and Marinette broke free from whatever trance she had been in.

"What? Uh, yeah!" She said. "I'm coming." She quickly stepped up the stairs and passed by him quickly to avoid any more awkward interaction and hurried into the school building. Adrien walked at a normal pace behind her, watching the bluenette in bewilderment as she practically sprinted up the stairs of the courtyard and to the classroom they both needed to be in.

Marinette burst into the classroom, causing everyone to fall silent and stare at her as she rushed to her seat.

"Sorry I'm late." She said as she walked by the teachers desk. "Got caught up during the akuma attack."

"Just glad to see you're safe, Marinette." Miss. Bustier said as Marinette sat down in her seat, her chest heaving as she panted from running all the way to the classroom. A few moments later, Adrien walked in. He gave the teacher an explanation as to why he was late, but Marinette didn't hear it. She had been busy getting her notebook and pencil out of her backpack to get ready to take notes on the lesson.

Unbeknownst to Marinette, there was a certain blonde girl who sat on the other side of the classroom who was glaring at her. Her glare only deepened when Marinette's tongue began to poke out of her mouth in concentration as she scribbled the notes down in her notebook as quickly as possible before the teacher moved on. Shaking her head to clear it, the girl turned back to the front of the classroom and continued doodling in her notebook while the redhead beside her took notes that she would copy later.

Before long, the bell rang, dismissing the students to lunch. Miss. Bustier called out the homework assignment as one by one the students filed out of the classroom to make their way to the cafeteria. Adrien walked out with Nino, both of them invested in a conversation about some anime show they watched. Marinette told Alya to go ahead without her, saying she would catch up. The brunette nodded before leaving the classroom to catch up with her boyfriend. Marinette finished putting her things back into her backpack and was about to open her purse to check on Tikki and see how she was doing when she was suddenly pulled up from her chair.

She looked to see none other than Chloé Bourgeois standing in front of her, looking irritated. The blonde released her from her hold and Marinette slung her backpack over her shoulders with a heavy sigh.

"What is it, Chloé?" Marinette asked. "I really don't have time for this today."

Marinette expected a witty comeback from the girl, or an insult about her hair or her clothes, those were the things she expected from Chloé. What she did not expect however was Chloé grabbing her by the wrist and dragging her along behind her out of the classroom. It was then that Marinette noticed Sabrina was nowhere in sight, nor was Miss. Bustier.

"Chloé, what are you doing?" Marinette asked, but didn't get a response from the blonde. "Where are we going?"

She expected Chloé to drag her to the cafeteria, throw her down on the floor and say some things to humiliate her in front of their entire class, maybe dump a carton of milk over her head for good measure, but what was unexpected was Chloé dragging her into a supply closet. However, Chloé shoving her against the door of the closet as soon as it closed behind them and kissing her on the lips...that was even more unexpected.

Marinette froze and her eyes went wide as Chloé kissed her. This was unusual behavior for the blond and Marinette found herself wondering if the girl was mentally stable. Suddenly, Marinette's body seemed to regain control of itself and she pushed Chloé away as well as stepped away from the door.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked, and Chloé rolled her eyes.

"What does it look like I'm doing, Dupain-Cheng?" She sassed. "I'm kissing you."

"But why?" Marinette asked, realizing that her heart was thudding against her ribcage and willing it to slow down.

"Because I felt like it, okay?" Chloé sneered. "God, you're infuriating."

"Yeah? Well that makes two of us." Marinette retorted. "Besides, you can't just go around kissing people because you feel like-mmph!"

Marinette was silenced by Chloé's lips on hers again, and surprising them both, Marinette began to kiss her back. Her eyes sliding shut as their lips danced together. Chloé sighed into the kiss and pushed Marinette back against the door. The bluenette couldn't help the noise that escaped her when she felt Chloé shove her back against the door of the closet, and the blonde's hands found the hem of Marinette's shirt. They slid underneath the fabric and ran over the smooth skin underneath, and the bluenette shivered at the sensation.

Marinette's eyes suddenly popped open as she realized that not only was she kissing Chloé, but she was kissing a girl. While Marinette saw nothing wrong with people being gay or anything, she didn't think that she herself was a part of that and was filled with confusion. She broke the kiss and pulled away, taking her hands away from Chloé's waist where they had subconsciously placed themselves. Chloé looked at her in confusion as they finally got air into their lungs and they panted.

"I...I need to go." Marinette said. "A-Alya's waiting for me."

With that, Marinette opened the door to the supply closet and hurried out, closing the door behind her and heading to the cafeteria. Leaving a flustered Chloé in her wake.

"Hey girl, where'd you disappear to?" Alya said as Marinette took her seat next to her at the table they normally sat at with Nino and Adrien.

"N-n-nowhere!" She said immediately. "I didn't disappear, what are you walking about? I was...in the bathroom! Yeah! I was in the bathroom, definitely not kissing someone in a supply closet."

"Okay?" Alya said, though it came out as more of a question. "Are you feeling okay, Marinette? You look a little pale."

Alya reached out to feel Marinette's forehead for any abnormal temperature, but Marinette caught Alya's wrist and held her back.

"I'm okay." She said, letting out a nervous laugh. "I promise. It's probably just the...lighting."

"Okay." Alya said warily and pulled her hand back, sharing a look with Nino and Adrien, who looked just as confused as she did.

"Uh, did you guys see how Ladybug and Cat Noir handled that akuma earlier?" Marinette asked, trying to change the subject. Thankfully, it worked and Alya perked up as she went on and on about the fight. Marinette's eyes wandered around the cafeteria only to land on a certain blonde haired, blue eyed girl as she sashayed into the cafeteria with Sabrina following close behind her. Before Chloé could notice she was looking at her, Marinette looked away and her cheeks turned pink.

What the hell was going on with her?

Chloé Bourgeois stared at the place Marinette Dupain-Cheng previously stood and her brows furrowed. Damn that girl. Damn her for being so...adorable! Why did she have to be so cute? Why couldn't Chloé just ignore the way her heart pounded whenever she saw Marinette come into school, or smile, or laugh? Why couldn't she just control herself?

Why couldn't she just like boys?

Contrary to popular belief, Chloé Bourgeois did not have a crush on Adrien Agreste like she had everyone believing. No, her crush was on somebody everybody believed she hated with a burning passion.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

It frustrated Chloé to no end. Especially when she first realized her feelings for the girl way back when they were eleven years old. Chloé had been sitting at a picnic table in the park and Marinette had come out of nowhere and sat across from her.

"Hi Chloé!" She greeted her.

"Uh, hi?" Chloé greeted back.

"What are you doing her by yourself?" She asked.

"I'm not by myself." The blonde sassed back. "I'm waiting for someone."

"Oh, okay." Marinette said. "Who?"

"A friend of mine." She said. "He's homeschooled so he doesn't get out much."

"Oh." The bluenette said. "Do you mind if I wait with you? I'm still waiting for Nino to get here."

"Sure, whatever." Chloé said, taking her eyes away from the girl. Her heart was thumping against her ribcage, and she wondered why. She had never had this kind of reaction around Marinette before, and she was confused as to why it was happening now.

A few minutes later, Marinette perked up and started standing. "Well, Nino's here. I've gotta go. Bye Chloé!"

Chloé looked up only for whatever words she were about to say to die in her throat as she saw it. Marinette's smile. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. The blonde could only wave at the bluenette as she took off and Chloé watched her run off to meet Nino with her eyes the size of dinner plates.

That was the moment she realized that she wasn't normal, and she hated it. It took her a while to really figure it out, but eventually she came to the conclusion that she, Chloé Bourgeois, daughter of the mayor, was a lesbian. She never heard her father or mother talk about gay people or how they felt about it, so Chloé kept it to herself. Believing that if she told her parents she liked girls, they would kick her out of the house or...ship her off to some camp to 'fix her'. She had read the news stories about those places, and they sent eery shivers down her spine.

Nobody knew that Chloé was gay, not even Sabrina. Only she knew...well, Marinette knew now too, and that's when Chloé realized her mistake. She had been so desperate to know what it would feel like to kiss her, that she didn't even realize that Marinette could use those very same lips to go blabbing her secret to anybody she saw...including Chloé's father.

With wide eyes, Chloé exited the supply closet and went to the library to find Sabrina. She found her with ease and and pulled her along behind her with no explanation as to what was happening.

"We need to find Dupain-Cheng in the cafeteria." She finally told the redhead. "I need to talk to her privately."

"Okay." Sabrina said and Chloé released her hold on her. They entered the cafeteria, acting as natural as possible while still keeping their eye out for the bluenette. Chloé felt Sabrina tug on her jacket and point over to the back of the cafeteria. Chloé looked to where her finger was pointing and found Marinette sitting at a table with Alya, Nino and Adrien. Chloé told Sabrina she could go back to the library, and the redhead nodded before walking away. Chloé made her way to the back of the cafeteria and cleared her throat to get their attention.

Marinette looked up when she heard someone clear their throat, her head snapped up to see Chloé standing there with her arms crossed. Alya groaned.

"Can we help you?" Alya asked, annoyance evident in her voice.

"I need to speak with Marinette." Chloé said. "Alone."

"Well, tough luck. Because there's no way in hell that's happening." Alya said.

"Yeah, piss off, Chloé." Nino said, and the blonde glared at him.

"I-it's okay." Marinette said, standing from her seat. "We can talk."

"Marinette, what are you doing?" Alya asked, and Marinette looked down to her friend and smiled.

"She just wants to talk...Alya." Marinette told her. "Th-there's no harm in t-talking."

"Fine, but I'm coming with you." Alya said, and she began to stand up.

"No!" Marinette protested quickly, causing Alya, Nino and Adrien to pause and look at her curiously. She smiled and laughed nervously.

"I-I-I mean, she said she wants to talk to me alone." She said. "So, you stay here."

"But Marinette-"

"Stay. Here. Alya." Marinette persuaded, and Alya glared before huffing and sitting back down.

"Fine." She said. "But if she tries anything funny, you run." Marinette only nodded before turning to Chloé.

"After you." The bluenette said, and Chloé said nothing as she turned and began walking away. Marinette followed closely behind her, wondering what Chloé could possibly want to talk to her about.

Back at the table, Alya casted a worried glance at the two girls as they walked away. "I should follow them."

"No, Alya." Adrien said. "Chloé wants to talk to her privately. Besides, Marinette can handle herself."

"I know that." Alya told him. "But I still worry. What if she-"

"Alya, believe me." Adrien said. "If all Chloé said is she wants to talk, than all she wants to do is talk. Okay?"

Alya pondered for a moment before sighing heavily. "Okay." Adrien smiled. "But if Marinette comes back with so much as the slightest frown on her face, I will show no mercy."

"Fair enough." Adrien said, and the trio went back to eating their lunch.

Marinette entered the girls bathroom after Chloé and watched as the blond checked every stall to make sure they were empty and nobody else was there. After seeing that the coast was clear, she turned to Marinette, and the bluenette was surprised to see tears on the brim of her eyes.

"You can't tell anybody." Chloé said, and Marinette grew confused.

"What? What are you talking about?" She asked.

"You can't tell anybody that I'm a lesbian." Chloé clarified. "Or that we kissed. Promise me!"

"Chloé, I wasn't going to say anything." Marinette told her. "I wasn't sure if you were...out yet and I didn't want to take that away from you. You come out on your own terms."

Chloé's bottom lip quivered and she let out a sigh. "Thank you."

Marinette only smiled at the blonde before speaking. "You're welcome."

Chloé wiped her eyes and went to leave when Marinette stopped her.

"I just have to ask you one thing." She said, and Chloé turned back to her.

"Okay." She said. "Shoot."

"Why did you kiss me?" She asked. "I thought you hated me?"

Chloé smiled sadly at the bluenette and placed her hand on the bathroom door. "I don't hate you." She said. "I could never hate you." With that, she pushed the door open and left the bathroom. Leaving a shocked Marinette alone in the bathroom, confused by her words and how they made her feel.

What on earth was happening to her?

After assuring Alya that Chloé had said nothing vile or cruel to her when they talked over a thousand times, the reporter seemed to finally believe her.

"Well, then what did she want?" Alya asked, and Marinette sighed.

"I can't tell you." She told her. "She asked me not to, and I promised her that I wouldn't tell anyone. That includes you."

"But Marinette!" Alya whined.

"Sorry Alya, but I don't break my promises." Marinette said, and the bell rang signaling the end of lunch. "Come on. We've got to get to class so Ms. Mendeleiev doesn't yell at us."

Alya huffed in annoyance, but grabbed her backpack nonetheless and walked with Marinette, Nino and Adrien out of the cafeteria and to Ms. Mendeleiev's classroom. Alya, Nino and Adrien didn't notice the look that Chloé gave Marinette when she walked into the classroom, but Alya had to ask why Marinette was suddenly blushing when they sat down. Marinette brushed her off by saying it was just hot inside, and Alya accepted the response.

For now, anyway.

Ladybug sat atop of Notre Dame that night lost in her thoughts. She didn't even hear Cat Noir land behind her or notice he was there until his voice broke her free from her daze and brought her back to reality.

"Penny for your thoughts, m'lady?" He asked, coming to sit next to her.

"How did you know you had a crush on me?" She asked, and he did a double take.

"What?" He asked. "I don't have a-" Ladybug gave him a look. "Okay, yeah, I have a crush on you, but uh, why are you asking?"

"Just tell me." She said. He cleared his throat.

"Well, it was...during our first fight together." He told her. "Hawk Moth had come out of Stoneheart and was going off about his master plan or whatever, and then you got this...look on your face."

"A look on my face?" She asked, and he nodded.

"Yeah. You looked so determined and you swung up onto the Eiffel Tower to confront him and de-evilize the butterflies...and in that moment I saw how brave you are. Ready to face thing head on and get the job done. Then, I saw how much you truly care about Paris and the people in it. You were so...selfless during it all. That's when I knew."

"That was four years ago." She told him, and he nodded.

"I know." He said.

"You've liked me for that long?" She asked, and he nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" He asked. "What are you sorry for?"

"Well..." She trailed off. "See, there's this girl, and-"

"Whoa, girl?" He asked. "Ladybug are you a lesbian? It that why you're always so uncomfortable when I flirt? Why didn't you say anything?! I would have stopped!"

"Cat Noir!" She called, and ended his rambling. "I'm not a lesbian."

"You're not?" He asked, and she shook her head. "I wouldn't care if you were. There's nothing wrong with it."

"I didn't say there was anything wrong with it." She told him.

"Anyway, what were you saying about this girl?" He asked, and she sighed.

"There's this girl in my grade." She told him. "I thought she hated my guts...but she kissed me today."

"She kissed you?" He asked, and she nodded. "Like, did she force herself on you, or?"

"No, nothing like that." She said quickly. "She just...caught me by surprise is all. At first, I didn't kiss her back, but then..."

"But then you did." He finished for her, and she nodded.

"And I don't really know why!" She said. "I've never...thought of girls in that way before and suddenly a girl kisses me and bam my heart is racing the way it normally does when I'm around the guy I like and I just...I don't know. I'm confused."

"Maybe you're bisexual." He suggested, and her brows furrowed. "You know, where someone liked both guys and girls-"

"I know what bisexual is." She cut him off, and he chuckled.

"Just making sure." He told her, and she rolled her eyes playfully.

"It's just...this is all new to me." She said. "A...a girl has never made me have that kind of reaction. I've kissed plenty of girls on the cheek whenever I greet them, and I've hugged plenty without any sort of reaction or thoughts other than friendly ones. What makes this girl different?"

"Well, I know nothing about her." He said. "So, you're going to have to figure that one out for yourself."

"Ugh, this is all so frustrating." She said, running her fingers through her hair and messing her bangs up. "Why now? I've been alive for nearly eighteen years and only just now am I realizing that I might like girls as well as guys. Why now?"

"I can't answer that." He told her. "That's just the way life works sometimes."

"Life can suck on my middle finger." She groaned and flipped her middle finger to the sky. "You hear that life?! Suck on that, bitch!"

"Okay, okay." He said, bringing her hand down. "You've made your point. There's no need for name calling."

Ladybug scoffed and shook her head, letting out an airy laugh. "Sorry." She said. "It's just...this is a big thing for me...and for her. She's not out to her family yet...she's not out to anybody, really. I think I'm the only one who knows."

"Coming out can be scary." He told her. "Trust me. I've done it."

"You? You're...?" She asked, and he nodded.

"I am a proud bisexual male, m'lady." He said with a playful smirk and she snorted.

"Silly kitty." She said. "How come you've never told me?"

"It's never been brought up whenever we've talked." He explained.

"Well, how did your parents handle the news?" She asked him.

"I only came out to my mom." He told her. "My dad...makes it very clear how he feels about the LGBT community."

"Oh." She deflated. "I'm sorry." He shrugged her off.

"It's no big deal." He told her. "I'll tell him someday."

"Okay, so, how did your mom react?" She asked and a smile spread across his face.

"She hugged me and told me she loved me no matter what." He said. "And then she told me as long as she got grandkids one day she didn't care who I married or whether they were a guy or a girl. She just wanted me to be happy."

"She sounds like a wonderful woman." She said, and he sighed.

"Yeah..." He trailed off. "She was."

"Was?" She asked, and he nodded.

"She...disappeared nearly five years ago." He said simply.

"I'm sorry, chaton." She said.

"I'm okay." He told her. "I promise." She smiled at him and placed a kiss on his cheek before laying her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks for listening to me rant." She told him softly, and his chest vibrated as he chuckled and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"Anytime." He said. "I hope everything works out for you and this girl. Truly."

Ladybug was silent for a moment, thinking something over before smiling.

"Me too."

A/N: Well, there we have it! Marinette's realizing her sexuality and it's all thanks to Chloé for wanting some girl on girl action. I'll be delving more into Chloé and her feelings for Marinette in future chapters, and I hope you enjoyed this first chapter! I'm really looking forward to writing this story :).

Review maybe? Tell me what you think?