Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug or the songs from Wicked. All rights belong to Thomas Astruc and Stephan Schwartz.

Good Morning

It was the first morning in a while that Marinette jumped up happily to start the day. She was not a morning person at all, and she usually needed three cups of coffee to be her usual happy self at her intern job. This morning felt different, and the main reason was the excitement of getting to sing with someone in the shower.

"Oh Tikki, what am I going to do? What music should I play? What if I choose a song he hates? What if he really doesn't want to listen to my terrible singing and he was lying?" Marinette stood in her main room of her apartment, pacing. The apartment looked as if it had been lived in for quite a few months. There was a blue couch with a used coffee table in front of it. On the wall was one, small tv and several paintings of Marinette's designs. Overall it didn't look too different from her room at her parents' house.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a raised eyebrow. "Mari? You are adorable. He does want to listen to whatever songs you have on your i-pod. He was flirting with you last night. He wants to get to know you."

"Flirting? Really? And who would want to get to do that. In a shower, no less. That is the weirdest thing I've ever heard." Marinette exasperatedly threw her i-pod onto her stack of clothing. "I still have to decide what music to play. I can't exactly start playing my k-pop songs!"

Tikki considered for a second on how to respond. "How about your Broadway collection? If he is a true human, he's got to like some Broadway, or at least a little of the Disney musicals."

Marinette sighed at Tikki's decision, but she still scrolled to her Broadway playlist and stepped into the bathroom. She shut her door quietly and turned on her music. On the other side of the apartment wall Marinette heard someone crash into the sink in a rush as he put his clothes down and slammed the door closed.

"Someone's in a hurry," Marinette commented with a smile in her voice.

The boy replied in a groggy voice. "I just woke up, and realized that I was late for a very important date."

"I didn't know you wanted to listen to me shower so much. It is not very interesting." Marinette quipped as she took out some of her utensils like a hair curler, toothpaste, and a hair brush, and put them on the counter of her sink.

"Oh, please, don't flatter yourself," the mysterious boy joked. "I'm here for the wake up music. I hear you have some nice Disney Broadway going on right now. Could you turn it up?" the boy said, straightening his stack of clothes.

"Sure. I was in a Broadway sort of mood this morning. Hope you don't mind," Marinette said uneasily. She was nervously playing with the draw stings on her pajama pants and was hoping quietly that the boy on the other side of the wall would like Broadway.

"Not at all. Do you happen to have some Wicked songs?" The boy asked hopefully.

"Uh, yeah. I'll put some on now," Marinette answered quietly as she focused on finding the playlist on her i-pod. The beginning of "Popular", sung by Kristen Chenoweth and Idina Menzel, began and both the boy and the girl turned on their showers.

"Thank you," he thanked Marinette as he started pulling off his clothes. "I know some of these songs are not duets, like the one we sang yesterday, so maybe we can just sing together to warm up our voices until there is a duet?"

Marinette nodded. "Sure! I guessed we were going to do that anyway." Marinette slipped into the shower first, and also was the first to join Galinda. "It's the toughest case I've yet to face….Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed."

"Follow my lead," the guy's voice joined in. The soothing clack of a shower curtain filled some of the silence between some of the notes, and Marinette smiled giddily.

A bell chimed in the song, and the tone of the song suddenly changed and both of them started bopping around their showers to the new beat.

"Popular. You're gonna be Pop-u-u-lar. I'll teach you the proper ploys when you talk to boys. Little ways to flirt and flounce, Whoo!" They both sang. Marinette's feet bounced apart so that they were more than a shoulder's width apart and she rocked her hips back and forth in time to the beat to imitate Galinda's interesting dance moves. "I'll show you what shoes to wear, how to fix your hair! Everything that really counts to be Popular!"

Marinette popped open her cherry blossom scented shampoo and let some of the liquid pour into her hand, and applied it to her hair as the song went on. She piled her shoulder length hair on top of her head and enjoyed the feeling of it falling back onto her shoulders with the soap suds streaming down her face.

On the other side of the wall, Marinette could hear the boy slipping and sliding around his shower while singing in a ridiculous, falsetto voice. Marinette fought extremely hard with herself not to burst out laughing at the mental image she had of a young man executing perfect dance moves in soapy water. She couldn't hold it in any longer when she heard him cry out as he slipped and fell against the wall only to slide down it.

"It's not that funny…" The boy said in a pouty voice, only making Marinette laugh harder. "I only slipped. What kind of friend are you to be laughing at my pain." As she continued to laugh, the boy muttered in a stage whisper while he was getting up. "You are so cruel. Can't a guy get support on perfectly executing a very hard dance move?"

"Is that dance move called falling on your but? 'Cause I think you could write a book about this 'really hard' dance move. You could call it: 'The Art of Falling: How to make it look and sound ridiculous,'" Marinette joked. The silence between songs was filled with the words of the dark words that the boy was muttering and Marinette's giggles.

"Alright, I'm sorry for making fun of you. Are you alright?" Marinette asked earnestly.

"Yeah, I guess. My ego may be a little worse for wear, but other than that, I'm relatively fine." The boy replied with a smile in his voice. "You ready for this song?" The next Wicked song started, and Elphaba's voice started the lyrics to "Defying Gravity". "I do have to warn you though; I can hit that last note perfectly, so watch out."

Marinette replied to the boy's remark, snarkily. "Don't worry; I'm warning my eardrums now." Despite the song's dark tone, a goofy atmosphere enveloped between the two showers. This has to be the weirdest thing I've ever done. But I have to admit, Marinette thought, it's what I've always wanted to do. It feels like the two of us were just meant to meet in the oddest way possible.

Marinette changed to her conditioner as she joined in with Elphaba. "Something has changed within me. Something is not the same. I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game."

"Too late for second guessing," the mysterious boy joined in. "Too late to go back to sleep! It's time to trust my instincts…..close my eyes….and leap!"

"It's time to try Defying Gravity. I think I'll try Defying Gravity, and you can't pull me down." The both of them cried. Unlike the other song, Marinette and the boy were making dramatic gestures and movements around their tiny showers instead of hopping around.

The song leapt into its powerful chorus at the end and Marinette held her hand out for her imaginary broom. She glared at her shower head as if it was the Oz Guard as she sang in her strongest voice; completely mesmerized by the moment. "So if you care to FIND ME! LOOK TO THE WESTERN SKY! As someone told me lately, everyone deserves the chance to FLY!"

"And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free! To those who ground me take a message back from me! Tell them how I'm defying gravity!" Marinette washed the rest of the soap off of her, and she turned her shower off, but kept on singing.

"And nobody, in all of Oz. No wizard that there is or WAS! Is ever gonna bring…..ME DOWN!" Marientte's and the boy's voices screeched together. By the time the final note came to pass, neither of them had the breath to sing it.

The boy coughed as he turned off his shower. "I kind of feel bad for our neighbors having to listen to our…'singing' this early in the morning."

Marinette nodded in agreement. She grabbed her reddish-pink towel and wrapped it around herself. "Yeah, I guess I should feel that way too, but in my mind, it's payback to the crazy kids that live on my right side. They love to run into the other side of my bedroom wall at 3:30 in the morning," Marinette said, annoyed. The boy laughed.

The last song on Mari's Wicked playlist came on. The piano melody of "As Long As You're Mine" rang from her stereo and through her wall to the adjacent bathroom. Mari's face became as red as the rouge in the French flag when she started to think about singing this song with the person through the wall that she didn't even know the name of. In a weak voice, Marinette asked: "Umm, do you want to sing this song as a duet, or together, or a whole other song or we can just…" Marinette kept on rambling, but was stopped by the boy's equally quiet voice.

"Uh..sure.. we can sing this song as a duet. I think we've warmed up enough…"

Marinette played with one hair curl and twisted it round and round as she began the song. "Kiss me too fiercely. Hold me too tight. I need help believing you're with me tonight."

"My wildest dreamings could not foresee…lying beside you, with you wanting me…" Marinette started putting on her clothes and deodorant as she continued her part in the song. She didn't know it was possible to shake so much.

"And just for this moment. As long as you're mine. I've lost all resistance, and crossed some border line. And if it turns out it's over too fast! I'll make every last moment last…As long as you're mine," Marinette sang. She felt the same nerves that she had the night before, but she couldn't even tell if they were nerves anymore. The way that she got into character almost every time that she sang got in the way of deciphering her own mind. She could only be sure that her heart was beating too fast as she waited for the boy to sing.

On the other side of the wall the boy took a deep breath, and then started to sing with all the emotions he could muster at 6:30 in the morning. "Maybe I'm brainless. Maybe I'm wise. But you've got me seeing through different eyes…"

"Somehow I've fallen under your spell, and somehow I'm feeling…IT'S UP THAT I FELL!" the boy cried.

Marinette lifted her eyes from her sink to her mirror and imagined the boy was standing right in front of her as they sang the chorus in a harmony. "Every moment... As long as you're mine. I'll wake up my body….. and MAKE UP FOR LOST TIME."

The boy jumped into his solo, and Mari relaxed instantly to his voice, but the tempo of her pulse refused to follow that of the song. "Say there's no future for us… as a pair…"

"I know…I may know…I don't CARE! Just for this moment. As long as you're mine. Come be how you want to….and see how bright WE SHINE! Borrow the moonlight…until it is through…" They both sang, lowering their volume to get ready for the last verse. "And know...I'll be here…holding you…..As long as you're mine!" The last chord of the song rolled into the air, and Marinette took several deep breaths to calm herself. She finished putting on her makeup and brushing her hair, and then unhooked her i-pod from her stereo, leaving an unpleasant buzzing noise until she turned her stereo off. From what she could hear, she could tell the boy was finishing up as well.

Marinette checked her clock and saw that she had only about ten minutes to get to work, and she freaked out a little. She had been late only once, and it had turned into an utter disaster. Marinette didn't really feel like getting on Gabriel Agreste's bad side again anytime soon.

"Hey, I have to go, but this has been…interesting to say the least. Thank you for listening to Wicked with me, even though it probably wasn't much fun," Marinette chattered as she collected her belongings and her bag of utensils and turned to run out the door. "I'll see you, I mean hear you, tomorrow morning then?"

"Uh, yeah, sure. I'll hear you later, neighbor. I should probably get to work too." His voice sounded like he'd like to do anything but that.

Marinette smiled. "Yeah, that probably would be best." Her hand hesitated on the doorknob. She quickly turned around to face the wall that served as a barrier between them. "How about you choose the music next time. That way I can learn a little bit about you….person with no name," Mari added.

The boy answered with a smile in his voice. "Sure thing, little lady. And the name's…Fiyero."

"That's not you're name." Marinette retorted.

"Of course it is!" He answered all too cheerily.

Marinette shook her head exasperatedly. "I'm fine with not going with real names for now, but Fiyero? Really? I'm not going to call you that. Trouble, maybe, because you seem to be nothing but that."

"Fine by me. How about you? What do you want to be called? I'll be the gentleman in this situation and allow you to choose your name," Trouble replied. Marie smiled as she thought.

Being Ladybug gave her enough nicknames as it was, and she definitely didn't want to share those with Trouble. Those nicknames were only for her lost cat to use. Stop thinking about that! Mari's brain angrily reminded her. Mari shut her eyes and quickly chose the first name that came to mind. "KIKI! Umm…" Mari said her next sentence a little quieter. "Kiki; call me Kiki."

"Very well. Nice to meet you Kiki, but I believe you might be late for work," Trouble advised.

Marinette peered at the clock and cursed as she ran out the door yelling: "SEE YOU TOMORROW TROUBLE!"

Hey Readers! Here is the second chapter! School has finally started, and I'm lucky if I get to do anything but homework. Therefore my goal is to write a chapter for this story about once a month, although I will probably finish my story Just One Yesterday first. Hope you liked this chapter, I had a lot of fun writing it. I got to go see the musical Wicked for the first time, and I got inspired. Please give me ideas on what other songs you would like to see in this story, because honestly I have no clue about other songs I can use. Thank you for all the support I have gotten on JUST ONE CHAPTER! It's truly amazing. :-) Please comment, favorite, or follow if you wish. And until I write again, TTFN!