If you haven't watched season 2 then sorry, this is chock full of spoilers. Luka is heavily involved.

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Today was definitely a day that even Ladybug's luck couldn't help. The luck she always had in battles and practically almost guaranteed a win had, unfortunately, run bone dry as of today. And that was the only thing dry as of now.

"God, Tikki," Marinette whined, dashing through the heavy rain with only her jacket pulled over her for protection. She cursed her morning self for waking up late and in her ditz, forgot to grab an umbrella. "I bet even Chat isn't stuck in this dumb rain! That kitty's got more luck than me today."

"Your poor blouse," Tikki said in sympathy from the safety within Marinette's purse. Just barely the top of her head poked out, the rest of her tucked into the warmth of the purse and away from the rain. "And you worked on it all night!"

Marinette grit her teeth, and ran even faster. Her shoes (the ones she had spent nearly a hundred euros on last summer) were absolutely ruined as they splashed rapidly through large puddles and got rain water and dirt all over them. And, as Tikki mentioned, her poor blouse! She had sewn all night, her fingers practically swiss cheese from all the times she pricked herself and her room a mess of thread and cloth.

It was such a pretty thing - simple, with its inner white opaque layer and a sheer pearl fabric on the outside, but it was one of the best things she had ever made and it was ruined. Marinette held back a whine as she glanced down to see the ruined fabric now clinging to her and not at all flowy and delicate as it had been. Her luck was the worst today.

"Maman! Papa!" She called, finally - finally - reaching the bakery and practically throwing herself through the door. The warmth and smell of freshly baked pastries made something inside her just a little more cheerful, so there was no longer a frown on her face as she took her completely drenched jacket and wound it around her arm for washing later.

"Welcome home, dear!" Sabine was the first to answer back, poking her head out from the kitchen and glancing at her soaked daughter. "Your Papa's currently fighting with the stand mixer, so it could be a while. Go on up and shower, love - I'll bring up a snack soon."

"Cookies?" Marinette asked, more for Tikki than herself as she walked over and received two loving kisses on her cheeks.

"Of course, would it be anything else?"

"Thank you!" Marinette said gratefully before climbing up and greeting her messy room.

"You know, the rain isn't that bad," Tikki tried to say positively, looking out the window, a large clap of thunder immediately following her words. She grimaced and looked at Marinette with a weak smile when her Chosen shot her a glare. "Oops. But you know, bug, we ladybugs rather enjoy rain at times - soft showers are much more preferred than this, but rain is welcome to us."

"I guess Chat wouldn't really like this weather, huh?" Marinette said thoughtfully, looking out to see the ongoing storm. She could practically see it - a drenched Chat Noir hissing at the rain before ducking back inside and refusing to come out until everything was dry once more. She giggled. "Poor minou."

Marinette shook her head in sympathy (and amusement) before retreating to her bathroom for a nice, steamy bath to get rid of the feeling of mud on her legs and the cold rain water seeping into her skin. She tossed the ruined blouse onto the floor and climbed into the tub, melting into pure bliss as the steaming water warmed up her chilled bones.

Tikki was slower to join, but eventually the kwami was swimming lazily throughout the water along with her Holder.

"I hope the rain stops soon," Marinette hums, sinking lower into the water until it just brushed against her bottom lip. "I'd rather not ruin all my clothes."

The thunderstorm shook the whole bakery throughout the night.

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Of course, since his luck was seriously the worst throughout the entire city of Paris, the rain had not let up at all since he fell into a fitful sleep at three A.M. Adrien had never minded the rain before he had received his Miraculous and became Chat Noir - hell, he had even enjoyed the smell of fresh rain and puddles he had once been allowed to splash in. But now he absolutely despised it.

He had spent over half the night just huddling under his bed covers in a mix of fear and discomfort - Plagg had been right beside him, curling into his neck with muted hisses and cursing the weather. Adrien hadn't fared any better, his pupils just a little too narrow to be human and his lips pulled back to hiss every time a loud clap of thunder was heard.

"Shit," Adrien cursed, his policy on swear words suddenly gone as he glared out of his large windows. While the rain wasn't as heavy as it was last night, it was still a significant amount of downpour - definitely enough for Adrien's skin to crawl and for his clothes to seem too itchy and tight.

"Let's skip school," Plagg grumbled, his tail unusually twitchy and moving in aggravation while his fur seemed to prickle every time there was a soft rumble of thunder.

"I can't be Chat like this," Adrien sighed, jumping just a little when he saw the sky flash with lightning. "If it's this bad as Adrien…"

"Don't even think about it kid," Plagg grunted. "It's a downside to the Miraculous, I guess. Ladybug is going to be slow and sleep practically twenty-four seven when it gets colder - Chat Noir can't deal with rain. All of my kittens were never able to deal with it long enough to be really useful."

"What if an Akuma shows up?" Adrien groaned, already feeling the stress of this and also the rain piling onto his shoulders. He reluctantly started packing up his homework, he couldn't skip school just because of some rain. His father would have his behind. "Plagg I'm practically useless with this weather."

"Then Ladybug will have to deal with it," Plagg said, unconcerned as he dove into Adrien's pocket and poked just the top of his head out. "Sorry, kitten. Ladybug's on her own for now."

Adrien cursed once more, before flinging open his door and racing down the stairs to meet Nathalie.

When she opened the door for him, he hesitated at seeing the rain - his skin prickled and vaguely he could feel Plagg's tiny claws dig into his skin from inside his pocket. "Er, Nathalie, can I have an umbrella?" It was a strange question to ask; after all, if he sprinted, he would be able to reach the car quickly and suffer from only a minimal amount of water.

She raised an eyebrow, about to ask why, when he continued, "uh, father won't be pleased if I get wet from the rain."

She sighed but agreed anyway, and walked inside to briskly get him a plain black umbrella. He thanked her, and even though he was still wary about the fact that he was about to step into the rain, he stepped outside anyway, holding back an uncomfortable twitch and a small hiss. He practically ran to the car, shooting past a confused Nathalie and scrambling into his seat with a relieved sigh.

"Not a single drop," he said to himself.

Getting out of the car and racing to the front of the school was just a little more difficult, mostly because Plagg freaked out when Adrien accidentally shook the umbrella and got water all over him. It resulted in a lot of hisses and demands of camembert as repayment.

"I'll get you your smelly cheese, Plagg, just be quiet!" Adrien growled under his breath, his mood sour and his face reflecting said bitterness as he shoved into the school and bypassed other students.

When he stumbled into class, he headed straight for his seat, not noticing his friends trying to greet him as he collapsed onto the bench and slammed his head down onto his arms.

"Whoa, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. You okay, bro?"

Adrien merely grunted in response.

"Geeze, dude. How long did you stay up last night? No offense, but… you look terrible." Nino continued, and laid a hand on Adrien's shoulder to gently shake him.

"It's the rain," Adrien finally said coherently. He lifted his head and glared outside the window, catching sight of the gray skies and the constant pitter-pattering of the precipitation. "The thunder was keeping me up really late."

"I'll say," a new voice chimed in, and the two boys turned their heads to see Alya standing in front of them with her hands on her hips and a meek Marinette behind her. "Goodness gracious, Agreste, have you seen yourself?"

Not really, Adrien thought. With his thoughts so occupied by the blasted rain and also his worry about not being able to transform into Chat Noir, the thoughts of his looks weren't exactly something he had been thinking about. Alya shoved her phone in front of him, the camera front-facing, and he squinted at himself. He had large bags under his eyes, his skin was far too pale, and his hair was… it was frizzy.

"I thought you liked rain," Nino said absent-mindedly as Alya and Marinette took their seats behind them.

"Not this time." Adrien grumbled.

His head was still feeling too fuzzy - in all honesty, when Mme. Bustier entered and started her lecture, Adrien did try his best to listen. But his skin was prickling and his mind wasn't in it; his pen slipped and his tablet became a mess of random doodles. The occasional note or two was written down before scribbling off to nonsense again.

He was so distracted (and thinking about how to break it to Ladybug that he's practically useless in this weather) that he didn't even realize when class was over.

"Um, A-Adrien?"

Adrien lifted his head up, and he saw a nervous Marinette standing right beside him, her face a bright pink and her hands fumbling with each other. "Oh. Hey, Marinette. What's up?"

"I… Uh… I saw you struggling today," her face went even pinker, if possible. "N-N-Not that you're a bad student! You're a good student! The best! I…"

Adrien felt his brows draw together in confusion and slight sadness. Maybe it was something he said?... He didn't know, but he had never been able to connect to his sweet classmate like she did with everyone else. It was probably because of the gum incident from the first day they met. Guilt bubbled in his chest at the thought.

Marinette heaved a great sigh before suddenly straightening her shoulders and continuing. "I mean - do… do you really not feel good because of the rain? Maybe I could make a coa - "

She was cut off as in the distance, there was a shocking boom along with the very building shaking. It was different from the previous thunder, it wasn't because of the storm, but because of -

"Akuma!" Rose cried out, and she was terrified, pointing out of the window and staring at something in the dark distance. The rest of the class scrambled to see - meanwhile, Adrien was scrambling for the door.

"Monsieur Agreste!" Mme. Bustier cried out. "Just what are you doing? Stay insi - "

"I-I have to go to the bathroom!" Adrien yelped before dashing out of the classroom. It was lame, but he was currently on a time crunch.

He ran to an empty hallway, looked both ways to make sure no one was around, before he peeked into his pocket. "Plagg… I know you said I won't be much help, but - "

"Don't," Plagg snapped. "It won't work. You won't even be able to step outside without jumping out of your skin."

"I have to try," Adrien countered, grimacing as another explosion was heard - this time closer than before. "Plagg, claws out!"

Plagg groaned obnoxiously as he was dragged into the ring, and one green flash later, Chat Noir was standing where Adrien had previously been. He scrambled through the hallway and to the nearest entrance, ready to help Ladybug, to defeat the Akuma - but as soon as he flung the door open, he stumbled back, ears flattening into his hair and his tail sticking straight up.

He stared out into the rainy schoolyard, and what he had felt before as Adrien was nowhere near as bad as now. Chat was growling low in his throat, his skin prickling like there were a thousand ants crawling over him, his head feeling fuzzy and like someone had stuffed cotton into his brain.

'I can't do anything… I need to call Ladybug, tell her what's going on… God I'm so useless right now, how am I supposed to help save Paris if I can't get past some rain - ' Chat's slowly downward spiraling thoughts were shoved out of his mind as he felt someone walk up beside him.

"The rain bothering you?"

Chat turned, and he blinked, recognizing the flaming blue tips and the calm smile on an equally serene expression. Luka hummed, staring out at the rain with him, and said, "it looks pretty bad out there, kitty."

"I…" Chat swallowed, and he hissed when there was a particularly loud clap of thunder.

"Here."

There was suddenly a warm piece of cloth shoved into Chat's arms, and he fumbled before his claws successfully held it without it falling. He stood there, a little stunned, staring at the jacket in his hands.

"It's waterproof," Luka said, his smile widening just a little more and causing the ends of his eyes to wrinkle a little. "It'll do for now, right?"

Chat slowly blinked and nodded once. He pulled it on, the jacket obviously a size too big, the sleeves dangling past his claws and the bottom of the jacket touching his mid thigh. But it was warm, and when he discreetly took a sniff, it smelled of eucalyptus. (Suddenly, he was hit with a memory of a similar event - he smiled gently, and he gave her the umbrella, their hands just barely brushing.) When he looked outside at the pouring rain again, there was still a discomfort in his skin - but it was almost… muted. Like if he concentrated enough, he could block out the feeling and focus on the Akuma.

"Thank you," he said sincerely as he pulled on the hood. His ears twitched underneath it but other than that he was fine.

"Go save the day," Luka said, waving off his thanks, and grinning just a little wider. "Wouldn't want to keep Ladybug waiting."

Chat nodded, and he crouched, ready to bound out - and he leapt into the rain, and although there was a muted hiss, and he felt his tail lash angrily, there wasn't the overwhelming urge to crawl under a table and scratch at it.

He was dashing off into the storm, the jacket protecting him, and only a minute later, he arrived at the battle scene - a flower (flower?) like Akuma waving around a giant gun, before suddenly turning and shooting at Chat's direction.

He dodged, and leapt to the side, ready to hold him off and wait for Ladybug to get here -

"Rain not so good for you, kitten?"

"It's a little uncomfortable," Chat challenged back, flashing his amused partner a confident grin. "Nothing I can't handle, Bugaboo. Ready?"

"Whenever you are, Chat!" Ladybug threw her yo-yo, and they were flying through the air, heading straight for the rampaging Akuma.

It wasn't a hard battle - Hawk Moth's getting lazy, Chat Noir smirked to himself as the butterfly was purified and the city righted itself with a quick "Miraculous Ladybug!"

"Pound it!" They both called, fists bumping in their signature end move after a job well done.

"Uh oh, sorry, kitty, this Ladybug's gotta dash," Ladybug said, her hand moving up to touch her earring as it let out a warning beep. "I'll call you later for our patro - "

"Actually, my Lady," Chat interrupted.

He squirmed, and he fiddled with the jacket sleeve, his claws catching on some loose thread before shaking it free. He took a deep breath and lifted his gaze to look at Ladybug once more, who was staring at him with curious blue eyes.

"I need to talk to you. Recharge and meet me near here?"

Ladybug's protest died on her lips, and she furrowed her brows. Maybe she heard the urgency in his voice, or maybe she was just curious, but she nodded anyway. She spun her yo-yo, ready to leap away and recharge her kwami. "Okay. Ten minutes."

She swung away.

Chat Noir tugged on the jacket sleeve before running away to feed Plagg some camembert - and maybe just a little extra as well.

He had a feeling that the talk would be long.

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