Chapter 6: Clarity

AN: So I am uploading this new chappy, because I don't know if I will have time this week…

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Disclaimer: I do not own Miraculous Ladybug, quite sadly. If I did Marinette and Adrien would be together already, I mean really, I am ready.

"Okay, are you ready?" Alya asked, and Marinette nodded in response, "Spill."

Marinette twiddled her thumbs, "Well you see-"

Alya cut her off immediately, "Get a move on!"

Under her breath, Marinette mumbled, "Seriously, already? It's been like what, two seconds?"

Alya raised her eyebrows expectantly. "Okay, I will go," Marinette laughed, "All mighty impatient one." She added a bow in for good measure.

"So you know the mystery boy that I have been texting all the time?" Marinette asked rhetorically, and didn't wait for Alya to answer. She continued on, "You actually know him."

Alya gasped, "Nathan? The mystery boy you've been texting is Nathan?!"

Marinette facepalmed, "Will you let me finish?"

Alya frowned, displeased, but nodded anyways. "It isn't Nathan. It's Adrien."

Marinette's best friend sat for a minute. Then she burst into laughter, gasping for breath, "You, you, are in a re-relationship," she paused for breath, "with Adrien. Mari-Marinette, you can hardly even talk to him without stuttering!" Alya took short breaths, laughter still ringing through the room.

Alya turned to look at Marinette and her laughter stopped, the room seeming oddly quiet after her outburst.

"Oh my gosh," Alya stared at Marinette's tiny frame, "You're serious."

Marinette looked down at her lap, "As serious as ever."

"Wow, I mean, just wow," Alya said shell-shocked. "How did- I mean how did you even- relationship? How?"

Marinette giggled at her friends half completed sentences.

"We just ran into each other one day," technically not a lie, Ladybug always went on patrol with Chat, "and I guess that we just sort of clicked. So, we finally exchanged numbers and started texting each other," still not a lie.

Alya hummed in thought.

"So, then you guys got more comfortable with each other," Alya said, but it wasn't a question.

"Exactly, I'm so glad you understand," Marinette sighed in relief.

Her friend tilted her head at Marinette and held out her hand, "Hold the phone, I never said that."

Marinette held her breath. "So you two just started texting out of the blue and then immediately started dating," Alya said skeptically.

Uh oh. Marinette hadn't thought about that. "Well, he said t-that he had been mildly interested in m-me, and-and he wanted to get to know me, the real Marinette," Marinette lied through her teeth. She hated lying to Alya almost as much as she hated lying to her parents.

"He said that he was 'mildly interested'? Really?" Alya scoffed, "Sometimes I don't know how you like that boy."

Marinette rolled her eyes, "Adrien didn't really say that he was mildly interested in me, but I don't know, he kept texting me all the time, so he must have been." Marinette added in lamely, "At least I guess so."

"Wow, I never would've guessed with that boy, he always seems to have his head stuck in the clouds. Never thought that he would have an interest in anybody. Good for you two!" Alya smiled brightly at Marinette.

"Thanks Alya," Marinette smiled back.

Her friend gave her a hard look, "But I swear if that boy hurts you I will break his pretty little face."

Marinette laughed, she highly doubted that in a one on one Alya would be able to beat Adrien, his fencing and other skills would kick in.

"Okay Alya, but I think that I will be fine," Marinette smiled.

"That's what they all say," Alya grumbled.

Alya grabbed a cookie and stuffed it in her mouth.

She started to talk with the cookie still shoved in her mouth, "Mhffmhgm dmg uo ebbrem fadr afbrb?"

"Yes please, I would love some milk, thanks for asking Alya!" Marinette giggled as Alya scrunched her eyebrows.

Alya finished chewing and swallowed. She held up her pointer finger, "For one, there is no way that I am getting your ass some milk all the way in the basement, and for two, I said, what do you two even text about?"

Marinette groaned, avoiding the subject, "But I really want some milk." She held out 'milk' making it super overdramatic.

"Don't avoid the question Marinette!" Alya's mouth dropped open in shock, "Unless you two text-" she paused and gasped, "You don't text him things like that do you?"

Marinette stared dumbly, "Huh?"

Alya rolled her eyes, "You know," she whispered, hiding it behind her hand, "like sexting."

Marinette blushed down to the roots of her hair, "No way!"

Alya sighed and wiped off nonexistent sweat from her forehead. "Thank goodness, that was a moment of panic!" Alya laughed awkwardly.

"Alya," Marinette said simply, "you have a terribly dirty mind."

Said girl opened her mouth to argue, and then closed it with a snap. "I guess that's true."

She flopped flat onto Marinette's bed, square on her back.

Alya threw her arm over her eyes and said dramatically, "What has Nino done to me?"

Marinette said, "Made you fall in love with him." She dragged out the 'o' in love and waggled her eyebrows.

Alya snapped up from her position on the bed and eyed Marinette, "I am not in love."

Marinette laughed, "Oh, you so are."

Alya threw one of Marinette's pillows at her, and Marinette ducked to avoid it, causing her to fall off the bed.

Marinette landed with her back on the ground and her feet clinging to the bed.

The pair both started to giggle.

Marinette snatched the pillow off of the ground and threw it at Alya, catching her right in the face.

"Oh, it is on!" Alya shouted and the two jumped up onto the bed and hit each other with pillows over and over.

"You'll never take me alive!" Marinette yelled back.

"Then I will just have to kill you first! Mwahaha!" Alya laughed maniacally.

Marinette nailed Alya again in the stomach, "Take that you fiend!" Marinette kept up on her attack, "Take this! And that! And this! And that!"

Marinette's mom opened the door, "Marinette, you have a guest tha-"

Sabine looked at the pair frozen in their attacks. Marinette had a foot on Alya's stomach, where she was laying down on the bed. Her arm was in the air, holding the pillow high up.

Suddenly, a blonde head popped around the corner.

"Umm, Marinette, some of your friends stopped by asking to see you," Sabine said, not sure what else to say.

"Yeah, hi Marinette. Hi Alya!" said blonde spoke. A red cap and glasses also appeared.

It was silent for a couple tense moments, and then Marinette dropped the pillow on Alya's face, foot still squishing Alya's stomach in a victorious pose.

"Well, I am going to go downstairs. Behave you four," Sabine called as she went down the steps from Marinette's room.

"Hi Adrien, hi Nino," Alya spoke first.

"Uh, yeah, hi Adrien," Marinette blushed, "and, uh, Nino," she added onto the end awkwardly.

Tension flooded the room, and Alya took it upon herself to break it.

She grabbed the pillow, from next to her head and threw it at Nino, who caught it.

"Oh, it is on like Donkey Kong!" Nino shouted.

"Loser has to be the other teams' slave for a week!" Alya shouted.

"What? No way!" Marinette shouted and Adrien took the pillow from Nino, and smacked her with a pillow in the face.

"Oh, I am going to get you for that!" Marinette swung wildly.

Alya laughed, "It's a deal then! Girls versus boys!"

Everyone grabbed a pillow off of Marinette's bed and started to swing at each other.

Marinette spun around gaining momentum, and flung right at Adrien.

Alya did the same, smashing the pillow at Nino.

Adrien hopped onto Marinette's bed and jumped up and off of the bed, hitting Marinette hard, knocking her off of her feet.

"Whoa!" Marinette yelped.

Adrien sprung quickly, scrambling to catch Marinette. He caught Marinette in a dip and said, "I think that I win."

Adrien smirked at her showing his cheshire grin. Marinette blushed at their proximity. No matter what happened, and even though they had already kissed, she still felt flustered around him.

Alya however, had Nino cornered. "Ha, I win."

Marinette spoke up, "So, it's a tie." She raised her eyebrows and smirked back as Adrien spluttered about.

"Not a chance! I won and Alya won; you are my slave and Nino is Alya's," Adrien smirked at finding a loophole.

"Yes!" Alya screamed. She sat down on the bed, "Grab me a cookie!"

"No way!" he replied.

"You have to! You are my slave! Mwahahaha!" Alya triumphed.

Adrien looked away from the pair, and back to Marinette. "And you are my slave for a week."

He smirked at Marinette.

I know I know, this was like a MAJOR change in plot, but I started writing, and then this idea just grew and grew, and I have no regrets.

(I hope you liked it anyways)

P.S. I don't know what Marinette's house setup is like, so I just have it planned as steps up from the bakery to her room, and a ladder to the balcony with a trapdoor. I apologize, but I can't seem to remember what it looks like exactly.

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