Under Heaven (Miraculous Ladybug)

Chapter 17: Alya Couldnt Believe It.

   Alya couldn't believe what she had seen. What she had photos of. She was a little hesitant to place photos of Marientte kissing Chat Noir of her terrace onto her Ladyblog, but the people deserved to know. Alya had to confront Marientte about this tomorrow.

The next day, people were staring at Marinette. She found it a bit odd, so she asked Alya why they were.

"Well Marientte, last night I was able to snag some photos of something very interesting. Which of course these photos went up onto the Ladyblog." Alya said.

"But why are they staring?" Asked Marientte.

"Cause the photos were of you kissing Chat Noir!" Exclaimed Alya.

"What? How'd yo they a photo of that?"

"I was in the neighbourhood. And really Madinette, you shouldn't kiss heroes of Paris on your terrace." Scolded Alya.

Marinette was freaking out. Her parents might know of this! This was so bad. Marinette couldn't focus at all during school. She felt people staring at her and her mind was running wild. Not only was she upset about Adrien, but now everyone knew about her kissing Chat Noir. This was absolutely awful.

Marinette was relieved to get home. She ran up the stairs to her room and tried not to slam the trapdoor. Tikki flew out of her purse and sat on Mairnttes desk. Taking a seat at her desk, Marinette sighed. With all the commotion about those photos of her and Chat Noir on Alyas blog, it kept her mind off of Adrien. But now she wants at school and nothing was going to distract her. Suppressing a cry, Marinette rested her head on her desk. Words swam through her mind, thoughts that turned on a faucet behind her eyes. She sucked in a shaker breath.

"I know it's hard Marinette, but it'll work out ok. It seems dark but there will be light. You're Chat Noir and Ladybug, you two are tied with a red string on your pinkies. " Said Tikki.

Marinettes body shuttered as sobs coursed through her body. She wasn't Ladybug without Chat Noir, and she wasn't complete without Adrien in her life.

Adrien knew his face looked sad. He knew that his depressed emotions were clear on his face, even as he tried to smile. Luckily, the photographer said nothing. And luckily, his father wasn't at this photoshoot. Adrien leaned against a railing and turned away from the camera. His mind only wanted to think of Marinette. He only wanted to think about being Chat Noir again. He wanted to race across rooftops with Ladybug. He wanted to fight akumas and be free. Sadly, he wasn't free and there hadn't been an akuma attack in a while. Sighing, Adrien turned back to the camera. Gazing beyond the scene in front of him, he imagined being in Marienttes room. Her lying under him with her hair loose around her face, with swollen lips and red cheeks. And how she smiled at him. And how her eyes shone like ice in the moonlight. He remembered how she kissed him, she kissed him like she had waited a century to. She kissed like a wildfire, hot and uncontrollable. He loved it. He wanted to match that fire and passion in her, but when he kissed it was desperate and wild. It was hungry and full of desire. And even with those differences, it was absolutely perfect. They moved perfectly against each other, Adrien missed that. He missed her midnight hair and heavenly eyes, he missed her flawless skin and the way she looked at him. He missed the way she felt in his arms. Thinking about her was painful, it was painful cause he couldn't see her. Painful cause he hated losing her.

Marinette remembered his hot skin. How he looked at her with desire and love. She remembering him biting at her lips and how he smelt like vanilla. She never expected him to smell like vanilla, but that's one of the reasons she liked it so much. She remembered his emerald green eyes blazing, she remembered how they would lock with hers and how she never wanted to stop looking at those bewitching eyes. And how she wanted to taste his lips forever. Never had she wanted anything so badly, she wanted him. She'd wanted him for so long and she's finally gotten him, and then he was taken from her. Her heart was shattered and broken across her floor. And she would try picking up the pieces but it could never be fixed. After all, he had some of the pieces with him. She wanted him to have them. She was so young, and she knew she must be insane, cause she was willing to give everything up for him. She would give everything, all he had to do was ask. And how she wished she still had him.