Hello.

I know that I haven't updated anything in, well a really long time. I've lost motivation for my Percy Jackson stories, and I'm having a hard time writing something light hearted, for my other Miraculous story. Not because of lack of trying, I'm just going through a dark patch right now. Um, please check out MareeWriter, they very kindly offered to edit my stories, but it never really worked out? Anywho, their stories are awesome. For this particular story, I think that it will have about three chapters.

Enjoy.


Ladybug pressed her forehead against the cool, metal door of Adrien's bathroom door. Pressing her lips together and squeezing here eyelids shut, she slowly removed first her head, and then the hand placed next to it from the door. She took an unstable step back, her foot quiet as she backed up as if on the edge of a cliff. Ladybug couldn't take her eyes off of the door. It was simple: the white, sliding panel that separated the bathroom from Adrien's bedroom. But it wasn't simple, because even though it was thin, it represented a large barrier that stood between her and the love of her life. Nodding slowly, Ladybug turned, hurled her yoyo out of the large, glass windows, and flung herself out into the Parisian sky.

Swinging through the air, Ladybug tried to convince herself that the tears forming in her eyes were a result from the wind. She tried to convince herself that the reason she couldn't breathe was because she was moving so fast, and couldn't catch a breath. As she landed on her balcony, she dropped her transformation as she dropped into her bedroom. Marinette clutched both of her hands to her sternum, and gasped for air. She let out a silent, devastated cry, her knees giving out as she slid to the floor.

"Marinette, what's wrong?" Tikki chirped worriedly.

"I-I can't-I have to…I have to let him go," Marinette gulped, and looked directly at her kwami.

Tikki sighed, and patted Marinette's hand, "I'll always support you, Marinette."

Rising to a stand, Marinette climbed down her ladder, and into the work space of her room. She turned in a slow circle, looking at the pink walls, the walls covered in photos of Adrien. Marinette walked over to a clip from one of her favorite fashion magazines. Gently peeling the tape from the wall, she looked down sadly at the photo. "I can't afford to love you anymore," she whispered as she let the photo drift to the floor.

Marinette spent the rest of her afternoon carefully plucking every photo of Adrien off of her walls. Dozens of pictures loitered on her carpet, and with every photo Marinette took down, a small part of her died. The sun had set before she had completely removed any traces of Adrien from her room. She had tossed away the photos, tore down Adrien's schedule, and changed her screensaver.

Her mother came in to check on her, but Marinette was too distraught to notice, and Sabine smiled sadly, leaving a small plate of macaroons on her daughter's floor in case she got hungry. Marinette had run out of tears, and now was numbly pulling on her pajamas. As she climbed into her bed after setting her alarm clock fifteen minutes earlier than normal, she turned her head to Tikki, who was nestled in a small pillow to Marinette's left.

"I know what I have to do tomorrow."


Marinette arrived at the school with ten minutes before her first class started. She knew that Adrien would be there early as well, because of his zero-hour class schedule. Taking a deep breath Marinette walked up the front stairs of her school, and started across the court yard.

"Hey, girl," Marinette turned around and saw her best friend, Alya, waving at her, "You're on time for once!"

"Hi Alya," Marinette said, adjusting the straps of her pink backpack, "I need to talk to Adrien."

Her friend eyed her quizzically. Marinette assumed that it was because she typically avoided talking to Adrien.

But today wasn't typical.

"Hi Marinette," a deep voice floated into her ears. Marinette jumped around when she heard Adrien's voice.

"Adrien," Marinette said without a single stutter, "I have something in need to talk to you…"

The bell rang.

Marinette sighed, and closed her eyes.

"I'll tell you after school."


Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, yet like a blink of an eye at the same time, the school day ended, and Marinette sought Adrien out. Turning around corners, ducking under stairways, and weaving through hundreds of students, she finally found him standing in the shaded part of the courtyard.

Steeling her nerves, Marinette marched over to him. Adrien smiled at her kindly, ran his long fingers through his golden hair, and asked, "What's up, Marinette?"

"Look, I have to do something, but before I do, I need to explain."

"Uh, okay. You know that if you ever need anything…"

"Adrien," Marinette cut him off, "I've been in love with you for the past year. Ever since I first met you."

Adrien's eyes widened.

"I got so caught up in how perfect you are to me, that I started to forget about my own importance. And even though you mean the world to me, you never really noticed me, because I think you're in love with someone else."

Adrien's eyes lowered.

"I can't keep going on like this-I need to let you go, which is hard to do, considering I never had you in the first place."

Adrien's eyes closed.

"But you've been a big part of my life this past school year. And to move forward there is something I need to do," Marinette finished, bringing her right hand up to Adrien's cheek. His eyes shot open, and widened when he felt Marinette's lips gently press against his own. Just as his body relaxed, Marinette pulled away.

"Goodbye, Adrien."

Marinette touched her lips and turned around. She walked away from Adrien, and headed down the stairs of her school, passing a dumbstruck Alya.

This is for the best, Marinette sighed to herself.

She left the school campus without looking back.


Up next: Chat Noir confronts Ladybug, as told from Adrien's perspective.

Until next time.