No longer Miraculous

Chapter 4: Adrien

  "Today, I almost saw Ladybugs real identity.  Closer than ever.  She changed right in front of me, but she covered my eyes, and ran away before I could catch a glimpse of my one true love...

    I can't take it any longer... I have to know, I need to know!  I love Ladybug, I love her so much, and dream to know who she really is...

  It's hard, rejection.  I respect her feelings towards me, but it hurts, it hurts so much... It slowly eats me on the inside. 

Im getting to the point where I'm willing I do anything.  I held out for two years, and still... I'm going to find out, tonight, at Alya's party.  I hope..." 

  I wrote, as I got ready to go.  "Plagg, transform me."  I said as I turned into Chat Noir.  I hopped out the door, and walked to Alya's place.  As I walked in, I saw Ladybug was already here. 

  I stared at her, my mouth slightly opened.  I saw that many people wore fancy outfits, that reminded us of either Ladybug, or myself.  All, of which, nearing a mask.  The majority was dressed like Ladybug, but I didn't mind. 

  I then saw Ladybug run out, and I followed.  I caught up with her, and asked,"M'lady, where are you going?" 
  "Oh, hi Chat.  I-I'm going home, to get an outfit!"
  "What for?  You already are dressed like Ladybug." 
  "U-Uh..."  She muttered.  I could tell that she didn't want me to know.  She knew people here, and must have promised someone she was going to be there...

  She was going to change to Ladybug, and to her normal self as well... what I was going to do.  "Well, I have to go visit someone really quickly, I'll see you later my Bugaboo!"  I said as I ran to Marionettes house. 

  I changed back before heading in.  I walked into the bakery, to find both of her parents there.

  "Why hello, what can we do you for?"  The woman asked.  "Hello, I was wondering if Marionette is here?  I had a design request for her."  I explained, as her mother brought me up to Marionettes room. 

  "She said she was about to leave for a party, so she should still be in her room, you may go up and see."  Her mother smiled. 

  "Thank you, ma'am!"  I said, as I walked up the stairs, into her room door.  I knocked on it, to see if she was there.  "Hello?"  I asked, to see if she was still here. 

  She opened the door slightly, and jumped, slamming the door on top of me.  I stood there for s minute, until she opened the door. 

  She soon opened the door, and let me in.  When I climbed up, I noticed she was stuffing some pictures into a box.  "H-Hi, Adrien!  W-What are you doing here?"  She asked, trembling.  "Hi Marionette!  I was wondering if you could make me something!"  She nodded her red face, and smiled.

  "Are you okay?  Is it too hot I here for you, because your face is all red."  I asked.  "I-I guess you could say that!"  She said, and then turned even redder.

  I shrugged, and continued.  "So, I know this is a lot to ask of you, but I was wondering if you could make me an outfit for the party tonight?  I'm sorry it's late,  it's just that, I didn't know anyone was dressing up, so..." 
  "Of course!  I came back to do the same thing!"  She stuttered, as she grabbed two fabrics. 

  "I can get it done in 30 minutes!  Ladybug or Chat Noir???" 
  "No doubt, Ladybug!"  I exclaimed, as Marionette gasped slightly, like it was a big deal that I wanted to dress up as Ladybug. 

  "Who are you dressing up as?" 
  "Chat Noir!  I think that Ladybug would be nothing without him."
  "Really?  Well then they should get married."  I said as Marionette made a confused look.  I turned red, and scratched the back of my head, and laughed. 

  "S-So, do you need to measure me, or something?"  I asked awkwardly, as she shook her head up and down.

  She grabbed her sewing supplies, and came over.  I could tell she wanted to do anything but what she was doing right now, and I all of a sudden remembered that I was making her uncomfortable.  This was it, the time I made it so it wasn't awkward between us anymore.

  "Hey Mari?"  I asked, as she walked over to the table, and began to draw the design.  "Y-Yeah?"  She said as I went over and stood by her, watching her draw the design.

  "I was wondering, would you like to hang out sometime?  Maybe you can teach me to design?  I'm pretty bad.  I have to have my father pick out what u wear."  I laughed, as she froze, and turned completely red.

  "It'd be fun!"  I stood there, as she made a puzzled look while she drew.  "I-I mean, if you really don't want to, then you don't have to, I just thought it would be fun.  I mean, you were the first friend I made when I first came to this school."  I watched her facial expression.  She seemed like she was now sad, I didn't understand.  A moment ago, she seemed like she was excited, but now, not at all...

  "S-Sure."  She replied in a sorrowful voice, and went over to another table, and started to sew.  "What's wrong?"  I asked her, confused. 

  "Nothing, I'm fine..."  she said once more, as she cut the fabric, and started to sew.  "Are you sure?  You seemed excited, and now you seem like you don't want to.  Why?"  I asked curiously. 

  "I am happy, trust me."  She said doing a little jump in the air, then instantly going back to sewing.  I sat down, and waited. 

  Why would she not be happy?  Other than the fact that I scare her... After 25 minutes in, she was almost done, and I asked,"Marionette?  Did I do something?  I feel like I did something to you...?"  I asked.

  "No, never.  Why would you think that?"  She replied.  "Well, it seems weird to me that you tend to be very active around other people, then when I talk to you, you seem like... like you wanna run away..."  I said looking away.

  "A-Adrien, are you saying I don't like you, or something?"
  "N-No!"
  "Then what?"
  "Well, I was just wondering, a-are you scared of me?"
  "Oh my-" she moaned as fell on the ground passed out.  "Mari?  Are you okay!?"  I asked as I sat by her.  She then opened her eyes and looked at me.  I stared at her, her eyes glistened in the light.  Her beautiful blue bell eyes, and black beautiful hair, she seemed familiar, like I knew her from somewhere else, but where...?