A/N: Thank you for clicking, I hope you enjoy! I'm really excited to share this with you, i have been working on the plot and characters since May.
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It was a cool summer morning. The sun shone down through a bakery window on the corner of a busy street in Paris. Today was a busy day in the bakery. Boxes were packed with goodies and delicious deliveries, and other boxes were being packed with clothes, sent out side to a near by moving truck. Inside the bakery was a tall large muscular man hunched over a very delicate beautiful cake. He wore the most heartwarming smile and his eyes shown with giddy concentration. In the background noise of the closed shop he could clearly hear his wife yelling at the movers in a stern but gentle tone. She tells them to be careful with those boxes as they descend the stairs from the highest floor of the house to the truck outside. "Please be fragile with the sewing machine, that is my daughter's most expensive possession!" she says with an uncompromising attitude. Her husband calls for her from the bakery kitchen, he is asking her to take a break to look at his finished work. She carefully makes her way around the movers and rounds the hall to the bakery.
The moment she sees it her heart tugs in her chest. Her husband hugs her and they both look at the cake with glossy eyes. Its white and has four layers separated Greco pillars, it towers to about four and a half feet tall. There is a literally and figuratively sweet message written in piped dark chocolate on a white chocolate sheet. It sits on the first layer and reads:
" Every Love Story is Beautiful, but Yours is Our Favourite"
"Do you think she'll like it?" He asks a little nervous. His wife gives him a tender smile then a smirk, "If she doesn't god knows He will… he'd eat this whole cake by himself if left alone with it!" They laugh as the front door bell jingles signaling a customer, but since the shop is closed today for a special occasion it can't a customer so it must be – "Marinette!" Sabine Dupain-Cheng rushed to her daughter and took her in a snuggling hug, being careful to not disturb her newly applied make up and curled hair. "How is Alya? I can see she treated you well." Her mother gestured to Marinette's beautifully curled and pinned up hair and freshly manicured nails. "She took me out to Le Salon de Coiffure D'or with the rest of the girls. It was amazing; you should see what they did with Juleka's hair. The rest of them are getting ready now." Sabine looked at her beautiful beaming daughter. "Well then, you should finish getting ready too, it's almost time." Sabine took her upstairs past the cake, that Marinette so desperately wanted to see, but her mother told her it wasn't as if she wouldn't be eating it later today. When they reached Marinette's room it was pretty much empty save for the chaise lounge chair and the scattered posters still taped to the walls.
Marinette took a closer look at the magazine clippings and posters nearest to her window. She laughs to herself and carefully removes the posters without ripping them. She wasn't going to throw these away anytime soon. A young boy with beautiful green eyes and hair like the sun smiles up at her from the posters. His face brings her back to her school days of her teenage years. Oh how blind she was, blinded by love. There came a day where she took off that blindfold of a mask, and it was the best decision of her entire life.
She was daydreaming about her adventurous young love when her mother coughed for a third time finally getting her attention. In a panic Marinette put the posters in her shoulder bag and spun around to apologize, but stopped when she saw a flash of red.
"This was mine when your father asked me to marry him, I was about your size then but I had a few adjustments made to it…" It was a bright red Chinese styled wedding dress. It has intricate white embroidery with the dragon and phoenix stitched exquisitely around the gown. It was long with short sleeves. Marinette wanted to cry, "No no no crying! I don't want all that work Alya did to be for nothing!" He mother chided and hugged her precious child. Marinette held back the tears of joy as best she could. "Lets get you ready we don't want to be late!"
The piano played in the background but all he heard was the rapid beating of his own heart. Standing up at the alter is not at all how Nino described; Not at all. Nino had said standing there was like waiting for the sun to set, watching it slowly descend until it was right in front of him. He couldn't have been happier. And Adrien was happy – he was also extremely nervous. Nino was only a few steps below him on the stairs of the carpeted alter. He was smiling and winking at Alya who stood mirroring the groom's men on the side of the bride's maids. The bride's maids went in descending order from the maid of honor Alya, then Mylene, Rose, Juleka, Alix, Sabrina, and finally a very antsy Chloe.
On his side was his best man Nino, then Ivan, Nathanael, Max, and Kim. Nino caught his worried drifting eyes and elbowed him with a wink. "Dude, calm down. She not gonna leave you at the alter." Adrien turned to stone. Oh my god what if she does?! Alya shot Nino a look and he visibly gulped turning back to Adrien to fix what he said. But just as he was about to the piano changed it's tune signaling everyone in the church to turn towards the entrance. Adrien slowly turned; when his eyes met hers he didn't feel nervous anymore. It was like the sun was setting and walking right toward him. She was, as "cheesy" as it sounds, the light of his whole life. He couldn't rip his eyes away. She climbed the steps with angelic grace never breaking eye contact with him. There was a time in her life were a moment like this would throw her off balance and she would be tumbling down these steps in embarrassment. But nowadays looking at him only gave her confidence. They stood facing each other in awe. Adrien thought she looked like a true princess today. And Marinette thought he looked as princely as a "handsome boy" could be.
The priest began to speak but neither paid entirely to much attention to him until he asked for the vows. Adrien suddenly felt a rush of excitement, he had been writing and rewriting and practicing his vows for weeks, making sure they were purrfect. He took Marinette's hand in his and looked at her with that smirky boyish charm she came to love. "I Adrien Agreste Promise to never leave your side, to make your problems my problems, to protect you with every ounce of my strength and to never stop loving you. I have waited for you to be apart of my life for so long, I felt like we were destined to meet. So," he smiled a little wider, "…with this ring would you let our destinies intertwine to be my princess, my lady, my love?" Marinette almost floating away in bliss came back to earth to nod yes as he slipped a gold band onto her finger. She let a little tear of joy slip out before quickly wiping it away, regaining her composure so she could speak. "And I Marinette Dupain-Cheng promise to always beat your side, to list your sorrows, to feed you when your hungry, to allow you to save me every once in a while and to never stop loving you even after I draw my last breath. Out of all the bad luck in my life, I was the luckiest when I was with you." She took Adrien's – albeit shaky – hand. "With this ring I accept to be your princess, your lady, your love…if you're willing to be my lucky charm." Adrien smiled even wider than before whispering an excited yes as she gently slipped on his gold ring.
There was a pause as they stared at each other with giddy anticipation. The priest broke the silence, "Do you Adrien Agreste take Marinette Dupain-Cheng to be your lovely wedded wife, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" – I DO – he said almost to quick. There were quite a few in the crowd of friends and family who gave a quiet laugh. Marinette giggled. "And," the priest turned to her next, "…do you Marinette Dupain-Cheng take Adrien Agreste to be your lovely wedded husband, through sickness and in health, till death do you part?" Marinette's eyes brighten at she looked at Adrien, "Hmmmm," she looked away in mock thought, Adrien tensed. She giggled once more meeting his gaze with a reassuring warm smile, "I most certainly do."
"Then by the powers that be I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride." Adrien snaked hi ring-clad hand around his lady's waist and Marinette brought her ringed hand to his cheek. They leaned in and brushed each other's lips gently against the other Marinette was the one who tippy toed to deepen the kiss. When they kissed it was like fireworks, like the first time they kissed all over again. The church exploded with applause. Nino cheered and Alya had her phone out, filming to whole thing with tears in her eyes. Those sitting in the pews stood to applaud. Among them were two very emotional bakers, and a usually stern man shedding the first tears of joy he's had in years. Adrien broke the kiss much to Marinette's displeasure, but to her pleasant surprise took her in his arms princess style. "Come now my lady there will be plenty of time for kissing later, right now we have business to attend." He carried he effortlessly down the isle to a white limo waiting outside. The congregation left the church to throw rice and petals and to say congrats. Marinette had almost forgotten the bouquet in her hands; she looked over Adrien's shoulders and tossed it high into the air. Chloe was now sobbing uncontrollably and Sabrina was trying to comfort her, while the rest of the girls were trying to move in the direction of the bouquet. A short but nimble Rose jumped for it, holding t close to her heart squealing with glee as she looked up at Juleka who was trying to hide to happiness too. Nino and Alya waved good-bye to Marinette and Adrien they entered the limo. Before the door shut Marinette saw a short old man giving her an approving nod and waving. She waved back to Master Fu as the limo started to drive away.
The clinking of just married cans could be heard as the left the church's street heading for the airport. "I didn't tell you yet but you look beautiful in that dress." Adrien said scooting a bit closer to her, now alone in the limo. Marinette blushed, he's her husband now but she's still flustered even at age 23. "Ah that's right!" Adrien moved away from her to shut the silencer window, blocking the driver from seeing or hearing them in the back. Once closed tight Tikki and Plagg shot out from their hiding spots in the limos snack fridge and cupboard. "AAH! What took you so long? I ate all the cheese in the mini fridge and I'm starving!" Plagg wined as he flew in Adrien's face. "Relax Plagg we'll get you some more when we're on the airplane." Plagg groaned. "Oh congratulations Marinette! I'm so happy for you!" Tikki flew up to nuzzle her cheek. Marinette took Tikki in her hands and gave her a little kiss. "Thank you Tikki, thank you so much. This wouldn't have come true if I hadn't met you." She gave Tikki another little kiss. "Well," Plagg hummed in, "I'm sure Romeo here would have fallen for you either way. He was in quite the "love triangle"." Plagg smirked at Adrien who was having trouble keeping a cool composure. "Well – you know – it – was hard, to compare them – you – Marinette and – uh Ladybug. And I saw them – you – all the time, it got hard figuring out my feelings but when I finally found out the whole you I couldn't help but fall so hard in love the brave beautiful girl who is now finally my wife - "
Marinette kissed her stupid handsome boy's cheek. "I know you knew I liked Adrien, but I having trouble not loving Chat Noir, too." Adrien smirked. "My charms were irresistible either way huh?" Took Marinette's chin and lifted her gaze to his. "Almost." She playfully smacked his shoulder and they both let out a laugh. When the laughing quiets down Tikki flies up in front of them and coughs; signaling for Plagg to float next to her. "We, um we have a message from Master Fu." Adrien and Marinette went quiet; they already had an idea of what this was about. Plagg continued "As you're well aware, Hawkmoth has stopped attacking Paris for a few months now…" He looks to Tikki, and she looks at the duo with a serious expression. "Master Fu says that Wayzz, his kwamii, has sensed the presence of Nooroo leave France." They went still, Marinette spoke first. "Could it have run away? Did he get rid or loose his miraculous?" Tikki shook her head. "He sent it away. To be more specific he mailed it out of the country, hidden amongst other out-going shipments of jewelry on their way to several stores in New York." Adrien looked taken back, "That's where we are going for our honeymoon." Plagg nodded. "He sensed Nooroo in distress being used immorally. It's destiny, you should follow it, but…" Tikki looked a little sadder. Plagg went on, "…It's not destiny for you to stay in New York." Adrien looked perplexed, he glanced at Marinette who was now on the brink of tears. "Y-you're talking about…moving on…to choose the new Ladybug and Chat Noir." Adrien hugged her; he held her close. He knew that eventually they would have to give up the masks, to take off the miraculous, but no this soon.
"So..." Tikki was almost crying, too. "Master Fu asks that when you get to America you leave us there and we part ways, but this doesn't mean we won't ever see you again!" Tikki could help it anymore; she broke down and buried herself in Marinette's lap. "This happens all the time, - I knew this day would come, but it – it never makes it easier to say goodbye." Tikki cried. Marinette pet Tikki gently. Plagg grunted, "It's gonna be hard to find someone who can afford the cheese I like and the amount I eat…" He sat on Adrien's should in a sad slump. Adrien reached up to ruffle Plagg's ears. They sat in sad silence until the limo reached the airport. The plane ride was a mixture of emotions. Plagg kept trying to steal third helpings from the flight attendant, while Marinette and Tikki talked and reminisced quietly. Mari pretended to be reading so no one would be suspicious. Adrien was making a plan. He wanted to make sure he left their miraculous in a place where they would be safe and picked up quickly. Knowing the kwamii Nooroo, whose alluring power, could be in the wrong hands at this very moment made him anxious.
An email popped up on his laptop, it was from Master Fu. He scrambled to open it. He read it very carefully, and laughed to himself when he got to the end. This was perfect, he didn't have to worry when Master Fu already had everything under control.
They spent the majority of their honeymoon visiting clients that Adrien's father told them to talk to. Marinette was going to be designing the winter line and was a bundle of nerves and excitement. Adrien was happy his father saw Mari as not only his wife, but also a talented woman in her line of work, a business partner. His father treated her more like a colleague than father-in-law, but to Adrien that meant so much, more than he expected of his father. Who in the recent months had begun acting far "kinder" than normal. The two weeks in New York flew by in a blur of work and play. It was now the second to last night in America. Adrien just got off the phone after to speaking with the man Master Fu said would help him. Marinette, Tikki, and Plagg had been told to wait on the balcony of the Hotel suite. Marinette was admiring the dazzling busy night and the lights of the city after dark. Adrien opened the balcony door with a smirk. "There you are!" She looked at the playful smirk with suspicion. "Why did you make us come out to the balcony, fall is around the corner. I know that city is beautiful, but it's still no less chilly." Marinette gestured to the outfit Adrien told her to wear, a formal skirt, boots, and thin knit sweater. Adrien gave a little chuckle. "Well actually we have an appointment to make and I promised the client we would make it there in the next," he glanced at his watch for dramatic effect, "30 minutes." Marinette visibly paled. "Adrien – we will never – do you see this traffic – we will never make it in time! He's going to be furious why would you promise that -" Adrien lifted his right hand in a dramatic fashion. "I never said we would be taking a cab." He looked at Tikki and Plagg. "How bout it? One last time." Marinette could feel her heart in her chest, her skin shivered and it wasn't because of the cold. Looking at Tikki she watched the red fairy bounce with a resounding YES!
They stood at the edge of the balcony, ready. "Plagg," Plagg threw the last piece of Camembert into his mouth, "TRANSFORM ME!" "TIKKI SPOTS ON!" In a flash of green and red the two super heroes launched themselves off the balcony. Ladybug followed Chat's lead, he was higher than her, scaling the lowest rooftops due to his staff; while ladybug swung off every bit of surface that jutted out, from the scaffolding on buildings to lampposts. It had been almost seven months since the last time she adorned the Ladybug façade. But she was beyond rusty; it was like riding a bike but easier thanks to Tikki's magic. Chat was the same; he missed running on all fours and "cat-apulling" himself high across the sky wind in his face. The two of them felt alive, they were young again. It was like they had gone back in time to the nights of patrol, even the nights where nothing happened. Those were sometimes the most fun. Chat would try to flirt and Ladybug would counter him with sass. Tonight they flew quietly in admiration. Until Chat stopped on a building roof a ways away from Ladybug. She swung low over traffic and up into Chat's arms. A few civilians cheered and flashed pictures. Chat and his Lady waved and ran to the middle of the roof out of sight. Little beeps signaled de-transformation. Tikki laughed and cheered, while Plagg whined with happy hunger. Adrien sighed, "There's going to be cheese inside Plagg." The black cat perked. Adrien opened the roof top entrance/exit to their mystery destination. Marinette headed down the stairs leading to an elaborate door. Adrien instructed Plagg to hide in his shirt; Tikki flew to Mari's purse. Adrien opened the elaborate door to reveal the most beautiful teahouse in New York. A man came from behind the counter. The store had long been closed for the night and they mad it there in less than 30 minutes.
"Mr. Agreste! And Mrs. Dupain-cheng! A pleasure, a true pleasure!" He was tall and had dark brown/black hair; he was young but reminded Marinette of someone she knew. "I talked to you one the phone, my uncle was very clear about the instructions." Adrien nodded. Marinette was confused, "What uncle? What instructions?" The man looked at Marinette then looked at Adrien with a raised eyebrow. "You didn't tell her? Dude it's not complicated." Adrien looked flustered, "No not that the other thing!" The man looked confused then giddy within seconds, "OH THAT WAIT RIGHT HERE." He disappeared to the back of the counter in the kitchen. Marinette was totally confused but couldn't ask anything because the man came sprinting back with his fists clenched around two black boxes. "Mr. Agreste I have to say these are beautiful, and your father's people are quick too. Two weeks man!" He held up the boxes and gave them to Adrien and Marinette. Marinette was hesitant she looked at Adrien who was beyond excited, he was looking at her edging her to open her's first. So she did. In side was a pair of black earrings; she brought them closer to look at the detail. If the light hit then just right you could see under the black shell and the ladybug pattern was reveled. She gasped, "Adrien when did you…?" Adrien was grinning ear to ear. "When we were on the plane I knew I had to prepare for things we usually have that would suddenly go missing." He opened his box. A silver ring sparkled, but if you looked at the circle in the center you could see an emerald paw print under a thin sheet of transparent silver. "Adrien this is, so amazing thank you." She gave him a hug. "Adorable, Uncle Fu said you two were perfect for each other. Destiny put you together." Uncle Fu? "Your Master Fu's nephew?" she asked. "Yes you can call me Xiang. Now Let's get your little friends acquainted to there new surroundings."
Adrien opened his shirt and Tikki flew out of Marinette's purse. "Oh my goodness, it is an honor to meet you both." Xiang bowed in respect to Plagg and Tikki. "You will be in my care for as long as I can keep you until I see it necessary to find you partners." Plagg and Tikki nodded. "I guess it's time to say goodbye…" Marinette trailed off looking at the pair of faux miraculous. "No," Tikki popped in front of Marinette's gaze. ", I don't like goodbyes, that implies we'll never meet again. So, I will see you until next time Marinette." Mari teared up. "Oh Tikki, I'll see you later, I promise." She and Tikki nuzzled cheeks. "Well, I guess I'll being seeing you around you big dork." Plagg playfully nudged Adrien's shoulder. Adrien took Plagg in in hands and gently nuggied him. "Yeah, you to you little glutton."
Tikki and Plagg watched as Adrien and Marinette took off their Miraculous. They put them in the boxes Master Fu kept them in when they first got them. "Thank you heroes of Paris, it has been an honor meeting you. When you get back to France tell my uncle they are in good hands. And that he is an old fart, who should be giving me full responsibility of the rest before he croaks. HAHA yes tell him that he'll get a good laugh." Adrien and Marinette gave one last wave before exiting the teahouse to call a cab.
Fall is coming, and so is the start of a new semester a Xiuliard School of Dance. Fall means many news stories to cover in New York, and the lead anchor of a small slightly known news network just got visited by a wish-granting fairy that is going to make her rich, famous, and powerful. Xiang is going to be rushing around the city trying to find the heroes in the crowd.