Heyho :D I´m Rotti and here´s my new fanfiction.
Soo, once I lay in my bed and then this idea plopped into my head: We all know fanfictions where Marinette and Adrien get (mostly because of an Akuma) transformed into their opposite sex. Sometimes we even have some where they are in the opposite sex from the beginning and fight Akumas as a male Ladybug and a fmale Chat Noir.
But what will happen if they are genderbend from the beginning and get transformed into their ´normal´ gender because of an Akuma?
Well, obviously a reveal (I just can´t write anything else, they are so cute. I first thought on writing a OneShot without a reveal, but it got longer and longer and... hey, why not :P)
If you find some serious grammar or spelling mistakes, don´t hesitate to tell me, I really appreciate the help.
Enjoy the first chapter :)
Drag Queen
The loud blaring of his mobile startled Marin Dupain-Cheng awake. With a groan he shuffled under his comforter, searching for the annoying device. Finally getting hold of the evil thing he silenced it and sighed sleepily.
What had he dreamed of? The last blurres faded and he tried to get them back. It had been a nice dream. Blonde locks.
"Marin!" his mother called from downstairs "You're going to be late. Again!"
"Coming," he murmured but repeated again a little louder when his mother called once more.
Sighing, he pulled the blanket away and sat up groggily. "Tikki? You there?" he called his kwami and searched for the red fairy in the midst of his pillows. "Time for school." He found his little friend yawning under the big catlike pillow. Gently, he cupped her in his palms and stood up, descending the stairs into his main room.
"MARIN!" his mother roared from downstairs and he froze. His mother was gentle and loving. Good to play games with. but a force to be reckoned with, so when she called him like this he better hurry. Even Tikki froze and zipped into the pocket of his over-shirt which lay crumpled over his red chaise.
"I swear, I'm on my way!" he called back in slight panic, so he hastily stripped and and pulled on his clothes: His dark red trousers, the light gray shirt and his dark gray over-shirt with Tikki inside. He then slipped in his black trainers and grabbed his schoolbag and dashed downstairs to meet his mother, who stood already at the bottom of the stairs, ready to drag him down on her own.
"How nice to join us darling," she smiled sweetly and turned back to the breakfast table. "It's a pity you don't have any time to spare to get something in your stomach before school starts in… about a minute," she smiled at him devilishly, told him a silent ´I warned you and you´re old enough young man´ and shoved a paper-bag into his chest. It smelled heavily like croissants and bread.
"Sorry," he excused and pecked the cheek of his brunette mother in a thanks before dashing out of the living room into the bakery downstairs. Waving at his chinese father he exited the bakery too and hurried over to the schoolgrounds. It was really lucky he lived so close by.
The last bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first classes when he stumbled into his homeroom, nearly kissing the floor because he tripped over his feed. Marin only managed to gain his footing last-second because of his superhero-reflexes.
"Sorry," he excused again to their teacher Monsieur Bustier who was already used to Marins tendency to stumble in the first minutes into the lesson. So he just waved and gestured with a sigh to Marins seat in the second row, telling him to sit down. Marin nodded and shyly smiled to the blonde angel in front of him, silently greeting her like every morning. But like always he flushed beet-red when she flashed him a smile in return. Adrienne Agreste.
How Marin wished to be able to communicate properly to her. More than this simple smile every morning was everything he was capable of. And this was an immense improving! Last month he wasn´t even able to look in her eyes without turning into a stammering weirdo. Okay, he still turned into the stammering weirdo when he tried to talk to her, but he worked on that point! He managed to ask her yesterday how her day had been. Not very original but it was a beginning. And they had this videogame-turnament and she had helped him with his aunt from china and they came along very well then!
A sigh escaped his lips as a picture from his dream this morning flashed back into his mind and he slumped into his seat, grabbing his bag to get his book out and his breakfast inside.
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Adrienne dreamily glanced at the poster at her wall. The poster showed a boy, or better a man around her age in a skintight body suit. His dark hair is lightly combed to one side. His blue eyes where rounded by a red mask with black polka dots. The suit had a black collar and a red main piece which was the same design like the mask. It covered his arms and hands but turned to black at his hips in a light bow and back to the red with dots at his knees. A yoyo with five red spots was attached to his upper thigh. Beetle was Paris beloved superhero and Adrienne happened to have a massive crush on him.
She continued to comb through her blonde locks until the intercom at her door beeped. Nathan, the personal assistant of her mother called her, telling her that her breakfast was ready. Without waiting for an answer, the intercom went silent and Adrienne glanced one last time at the poster at her wall.
"Plagg?" she called. The muffled answer was a groan. "Cheese-koma?" she laughed and stepped towards her drawer where Plagg had taken a rest after yesterdays orgy. She had provided him with three rolls of Camembert after she had forced him into three transformations with only ´minor' cheese yesterday, because she ran low of his favorite food.
"Do I have to move?" The kwami asked and Adrienne had to laugh.
"I'm afraid so," she sighed, scooped her lazy kwami into her hands and put him into her bag. He groaned but stayed silent.
Putting her hair into her usual pigtail, Adrienne grabbed her bright orange sneakers, her only and silent form of rebellion against her mother, put them on and went out of her gigantic room. When she entered the dining room, her breakfast, some fruits and toast with various cheeses, stood ready at the head of the table. She sat down and began to eat, scooping some cheese for Plagg into her bag.
After a few minutes Nathan entered the room and gave her a short briefing of her todays schedule. Piano and a photoshoot in the evening after school. The ordinary. Adrienne signaled that she had understood and finished quickly her meal.
The driver waited in front of the mansion like usual to drive her to school.
With a smile she entered the schoolgrounds, greeting her best friend Nina at the door. "Mornin' girl," Nina greeted her with a fistbumb. "Ready for the literature-test?"
"You bet," Adrienne smiled. "Want to head to class? Or...,"she added with smirk "...want to wait for Al?" Nina went red and tried to silent her by putting her hand over Adriennes mouth, but Adrienne only laughed and squirmed away from her best friend. It was just too easy to tease her.
Just when Adrienne turned around, she stumbled against a broad chest. Looking up, she saw her childhoodfriend, Claude Bourgois. "Hello, beautiful," he greeted her and leaned down to embrace her into a hug, hands resting on her lower back, he gave her a peck on the cheek.
Adrienne tried to squirm away, but his hold was too tight. Damn his size. "Want to go shopping after school? I definitely need this new jacket from Chanel and you have to give me advice on the colour!" He gave her a pout what was supposed to be ´sweet´ or ´adorable´ but Adrienne had to suppress the urge to gag. His aftershave stung in her nose and she had definitely better things to do than stomping with Claude through shops. Sure, Adrienne was a girl, but she hated shopping.
Good, she had an excuse. "Sorry, Claude," she tried to duck under his arms away and he released her "I have piano and a photoshoot this afternoon. Can´t let my mother down, can I?"
Claude still complained and followed the two girls into their homeroom, but was fortunately distracted by his mobile the moment they entered and Adrienne had her personal space back.
"Girl, you have to tell him that you´re not interested," Nina complained in a hushed whisper.
"I know, but I don´t want to hurt him, he´s my friend after all," she sighed.
She expected a response from her best friend, but it was Al from behind who cut in. "Why are you friends with him anyway? He´s awful."
Adrienne glanced at Claude and shrugged. Turning back to her friends she gave them a smile and tried to change the topic. "Have you guys seen the awesome fight from yesterday?"
That lit a fire in Als eyes and he rambled about the superheroes Beetle and Chat Noire. Alois Cesaire owned the Beetleblog and was certainly their biggest fan, always in the midst of a battle to get good footage for his beloved blog and one was certain: Their superheroes were a good distraction if you wanted him to shut up on a topic you didn´t want to discuss at the moment.
Little did he know that one of the two sat right in front of him: Chat Noire, the cat-themed superheroine. Some would say it´s weird to talk about themselves in third person or explaining things you had been part of like you weren´t even at the scene, but Adrienne liked these moments she could freely gush about her secret life and her massive crush on Beetle.
They talked a bit more until the final bell rang and their teacher began the lesson. And like usual, Marin stumbled in, flashing her a nervous smile.
It was their lunchbreak when she descended the stairs with Nina, lightly chatting about the newest Jagged Stone song, when they got interrupted by Claude, who as always, suddenly appeared by her side. "Adrienne, Chère, do you want to eat lunch with me and Sebastien? My mother hired a new Patissier and he´s absolutely- HEY!" His sudden booming voice startled her.
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"Uuuuh," Marin groaned.
"Dude, you look like a zombie," his best friend Al asked him, poking in his shoulder. But his only answer was another groan. "Stayed up late again?" Al asked further. A nod. "Dude," he scolded him. Sometimes he was more of a mother than a best friend to him, "You have to quit, at least when the clock strikes midnight. No matter how great your idea is," he laughed.
"I´m not Cinderella," Marin groaned, his voice muffled by the table. Sure, a strike of inspiration was not what kept him awake last night, but he didn´t care to correct him. There was no need to tell Al anything about the thoughts of a certain blonde.
But nonetheless, he had to stand up to get some lunch at home.
The second he heaved his head from the wooden surface, he heard a booming voice from outside. He instantly knew it was Claude who found a new victim for his bullying. Marin sighed and hurried to get out of the classroom, leaning against the bannister, he glanced around the courtyard below. In the middle he spotted Claude, speaking to a girl with short blonde hair.
That screamed like soon-to-be Akuma, so Marin dashed downstairs, trying to help the girl. But when he neared them, he recognised that it was no girl, more a boy with female clothes. Marin had heard from a transfer-student who was transgender and he dreaded Claudes reaction to the boy, he knew that he would sooner or later meet the bully. After a while in the business you were able to spot possible victims a mile against the wind. And this boy, at a school where someone like Claude (who was more than once the reason someone got akumatized) strolled through the halls, it screamed Akuma.
"What?" Claudes voice boomed across the yard, the students already filing away, forming a circle around the man, "Don´t you even know what you are?"
"Claude!" Marin called. "Let the boy alone!" He stepped in between the boy and the bully. But before he was able say anything else, a small voice came from behind.
"I´m a girl."
Startled Marin glanced back and was only able to see his, no, her back when she dashed away, sobs accompanied her.
"I... think you just made it worse," came the heavenly voice of Adrienne Agreste, he hadn´t recognized her at Claudes side and he instantly flushed a deep red.
But Claude only laughed.
A bit down because of this incident he quickly went up to gather his bag, ignoring Claudes nasty remarks at how he couldn´t have done it better. Yes, he ignored them. Totally.
"Dude, that was bad," Al snickered at the doorframe "And even in front of Adrienne."
"Shut up, I already feel bad about this without your witty comments," Marin sighed and scooped his bag from his seat. He had to transform and find the girl, doing some damage-control, without thinking too much about his embarrassment in front of Adrienne. So he sighed again and hurried to get out of the classroom again.
He just rounded the corner to the bakery when he heard a high-pitched scream. Great. That was fast.
Quickly, he dashed into the bakery, telling his parents, he will begin with schoolwork, he slipped into his room and opened his shirt to let Tikki out.
"We have to save the girl. Tikki? Transform me!" he called the transformation and after Tikki zipped into his piercing and when the light faded, Beetle stood in his place. A bright red suit covered his chest, accented with black spots. A mask covered his eyes, hiding his identity, His bangs lightly combed back to not fall in his eyes during the fight.
Confidently, he climbed up to his balcony, pulling the yoyo from his thigh, he slung it over to the schoolbuilding, where it latched on a decorational beam and went tight. A grin spread over his face as he jumped.
It was a shrill voice of a girl, screeching at the top of her lungs some rude comments that got his attention. She stood in front of the school, next to the clearly akumatized victim. Another girl, but she had bright blue hair, gently falling in curls over her shoulder, wearing a tight red domina-dress and dark tights. Red plateau highheels made her taller than the rest of the students. The Akuma laughed devilishly and went off, back into the building.
Sighing, Beetle jumped down, to examine the still screeching girl.
The instant he landed on the steps, the girl flung herself against his arm. "Beetle! You have to help me! This... tranny turned me into a girl!"
At this his mind screeched into a halt. This had been a boy before? He examined the... now-girl in front of him the best he could at this angle. She was blonde, wearing a high ponytail. She had bright blue eyes. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except the clothes she wore. It definitely was mens-wear, now baggy and too big for her, but he recognized her sunglasses on her head, the yellow jacket and white shirt with those black stripes.
"C... Claude?! Is that you?" he asked with wide eyes, trying to suppress the grin that formed on his lips. That was quite funny, he had to admit.
"Obviously," she harrumphed and cocked her hip. Beetle wasn´t able to conceal his amusement anymore and a little laugh escaped his lips. This was hilarious. Claude wasn´t hurt but now he was more... a Claudette, or... Chloe.
Some of the other students fell in with his laughter, but he had to stop and concentrate. She on the other hand went bright red, calling everyone out, that she was the son of the mayor and that everyone should stop laughing.
Still grinning, Beetle abandoned the girl to head inside, where he met with several former-boys and now-girls and former-girls and now-boys. It really was quite funny.
"That´s amewsing," a female voice suddenly purred at his side. He rolled his eyes at the pun but turned to his partner nonetheless.
"Have you seen, where she went?" he asked Chat Noire, but she only turned a confused glance at him.
"She?" she asked, "I saw a him."
"Great, he can switch his own gender too," Beetle sighed, "Let´s just roam the school," he suggested. Chat only shrugged, but added with a slight smirk: "She better surrgender us her malevolent Akuma or we have to fe-malevolent too."
"Really?" he asked and had to pinch the brick of his nose to suppress the approaching headache, "Three in a row? And those weren´t even good ones." She only laughed and leaped off into the general direction were the most turned students were.
They just rounded a corner, Chat still ahead, when Beetle spotted the bright colours of the Akumas costume. Still the same clothes, but his hair was now a short, blue mess on his head.
"Chat!" he called and she leaped to the side, the blast only missed her by mere centimetres. "My, my, look who wants a makeover on their own," the Akuma crackled, "Will you give me your Miraculous before or after your transformation?"
"I feel purritty purrfect in my own body, thanks," Chat winked and leaped to Beetles side. They put on a fighting stance, Beetle in a defensive, ready to block everything with his spinning yoyo, Chatte offensive, pulling out her baton at her back.
"Be careful," Beetle warned her in a low whisper, "Those beams might not hurt, but you´re not used to a male body and it could affect your fighting and I don´t know what it does to your Miraculous."
"Aww, Beetle," she grinned, looking up towards him, "Are you worried about me?" Always, but she hadn´t need to know this, so Beetle only rolled his eyes, but caught the Akuma, whose hand had risen to his lips. Chatte had seen this movement too and they leaped to the sides, the second the hand left the Akumas face. Like a kiss, he shot a ball of Energy in their direction. The ball missed them and met the wall behind. It crumbled and when the dust faded a heart-shaped mark was left on the grout.
The halls were too small and a quick glance to Chat told him that she thought the same. She nodded in a silent agreement, they had to lure the Akuma either into the gym or into the courtyard. The courtyard was full of students, so the gym was their destination. He sometimes blessed the (platonic!) relationship he had to his blonde partner, so they could communicate without the need of any words and make battle-moves and discuss tactics in split seconds.
That´s why they dashed to the gym together, the Akuma following after them, like they always did.
"Okay, the usual, Bugaboo?" she winked at him as they entered the gym. Beetle nodded and went to the other end of the room to prepare. Chatte leaped into the middle. Their usual was as easy as it could have been: She distracted the Akuma, trying to make it angry and he called his Lucky Charm, trying to think of a plan. Easy.
So when he reached the corner, he threw his yoyo in the air. That´s when the Akuma stormed into the room, and shot his first kiss. Chat ducked easily and stroked with her baton at his feet.
Beetle quickly caught the pencil and glanced around the gym, trying to think of a plan. The Akumas feet highlighted, then Chats baton. The Akuma wore highheels, he would slip over a little pencil easily.
He called his partner who quickly caught on, it was not the first time, she had to hurtle something weird towards an Akuma, and got ready, but he had no time to register her eyes, who went round like saucers. Beetle quickly threw the pencil, but the moment the pencil left his fingers, Chat jumped towards him. Confused he took a quick look at the Akuma whose hands left his mouth.
Okaay, give me your thoughts on this one. It really was a challenge not to make them too OC, because I had to give Adrien some female antics and Mari some male, that´s why I chose to let them act a bit out of character (The same goes for Alya, Nino etc). The line between female-Adrien-like / male-Marinette-like and ´oh my, that´s too OC´ is hard to draw, tell me when I overstepped.
My sister adviced me on shortening the length of the chapters, so instead of my usual 7k, you got something like 3k, tell me your thoughts on this one too, I personally prefer the longer ones but she told me that you might like it more this way. And the little Cliffhanger isn´t too bad either ;)
Sooo, see you soon and thanks for reading :)
(PS: has anyone seen the svtfoe season final?! It´s killing me right now TT-TT)