NOTE: Hey guys! Reached 100 favorites and 100 reviews! wow!

I know I promised to upload like the day after I uploaded the last chapter, but then I had to pick up more shifts at work because well of Black Friday and Christmas shopping is starting to happen. And then when I did have time after work to work on it... Well... I decided to play Pokemon instead. LMAOO. Now I gotta catch up on quite a few things. HAHA. I'm sure you guys all understand anyways! :)

Now on to a few reviews! :)

Adrinette4life: ...I just realised - the whole story, I thought that it was KRISten, not KIRSten

The names are very much similar. haha :P I can definitely see how you got confused!

E: Omg. Thank God Chloe was willing to help. Is Kristen a Miraculous Holder?

I see you think its KRISten too. HAHA.

Yeah... it is weird seeing Chloe wanting to help out huh? She must really want to get back at her sister. I know I would stop my horrible ways just to momentarily work with people to bring someone down! And no, Kirsten is not a miraculous holder. A girl like her? How can she? She's terrible! But, as I stated previously, there is no akumatized villains or much of any magical things going on in the story... Coming to think of it now though... Everyone basically should be akumatized because of how terrible they feel around Kirsten. haha

mimi: this is an amazing story i hope you update the story soon please *puppyeyes* don't disappoint me and the other readers pretty please with a cherry on top

Hi! I appreciate you like the story, and I hope you don't think I sound rude when I say this, but... I feel like I update this story quite a bit, compared to my Pokemon one (which is supposedly my main priority). I don't really appreciate you saying that I'm going to disappoint you or other readers if I don't. I don't know if you write fanfics of your own, but you know, sometimes I am busy, and just don't have the time too, or I simply have writer's block. I know it is disappointing to not see a story be updated, I experience it too, but I still find that kind of rude to say.

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Chapter Nine: Fifteen Minutes

Adrien Agreste/Chat Noir

The agitated honey blonde paced around the parameter, lurking just around the corner of the Bourgeois hotel. He stopped for a second, peeking around the corner, counting the amount of workers that was standing outside the entrance. Seven. He's counted about thirteen times now, and every time he did, nothing changed.

"Why am I here? He asked himself, continuing on with his pacing. He had to go to Nino's house and discuss his findings with the others, but as he got closer to Nino's the more anxious he felt. He then bailed and rushed off to the Le Grand Paris, but wasn't sure as to why he did.

He didn't want to admit it, but deep down, he wanted to make sure that Marinette was okay. That Kirsten wasn't going to do any harm to her. And that maybe… he could walk her home. She would be walking home pretty late, and well, he didn't want her walking alone with all those thieves in the middle of the night.

Plagg retreated from his confined space tucked between Adrien's shirts. "Are we not going to Nino's?" His kwami asked. "'Cause if we're not. I'd like to go back home for some more Camembert."

"No," Adrien said in a stern voice before grabbing onto the floating kwami who wasn't being stealthy. So what he was black, and blended perfectly with the night sky? His eyes were bright green, and that was sure enough to draw some attention.

"Don't tell me you like this Marinette girl now," Plagg commented after wriggling himself out of Adrien's grip.

"What? No, I-" Adrien began to protest. He was ready to tell Plagg that LadyBug was the only Lady for him.

"If you ask me," Plagg interrupted. "Wouldn't it be better this way? You see Marinette all the time in school, and with LadyBug, you will forever obsess over her secret identity."

Adrien raised his hand, pointing a finger at the hovering kwami. He opened his mouth ready to say something, but wasn't sure as to what he should say. Plagg made a point, and it was a good one too. He liked LadyBug, and admitted that he was pretty much in love with her. But, that's all it would ever be, an infatuation with no further development. Even if she reciprocated his feelings, they wouldn't be able to date freely. They would have to keep their real identities hidden, and go on dates in their superhero forms. That wouldn't be a good idea either. He couldn't date her if it meant not knowing who she really was for the rest of his life.

Just then, a shriek was heard in the distance, and Adrien could tell that it was coming from inside the hotel. The sudden piercing cry startled him and he immediately peeked around the corner again to see a couple of workers entering the hotel.

That shriek definitely did not belong to Marinette… if anything, it sounded like it belonged to Chloe. Adrien stood there for a second, trying to recollect his thoughts. He didn't know much about Kirsten's motives, but if she was really that bad, she could have been making the girls do something for her own amusement. He definitely didn't want the next cry to belong to Marinette.

"Plagg," he said, staring at his yawning kwami. "Transform me!" He commanded, raising his hand containing the ring up to his face.


Using his unfathomable skills in stealth and agility, Chat Noir somersaulted into an open window on the highest floor of the hotel. He hit the cushiony carpet, and stuck the landing with both of his hands gripping onto his staff.

"Chat Noir?"

Chat Noir glanced upwards with his mind still boggling over how fast he made it to the top of the hotel. He felt his cheeks slightly burn in embarrassment as his own green eyes came into contact with the bluebell eyes in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Marinette asked, straightening herself from her defensive pose. He could tell that she was startled from his sudden appearance.

"Oh…." He felt himself getting nervous. "Hi there… Marinette." he said with a crack in his voice. "I mean…" he cleared his voice. "You're Marinette, right?" He leaned against the wall with his shoulder pressed up against it. He then crossed his arms, trying to appear like his cool usual self.

"Yeah." Marinette blinked several times before shaking her head. Chat Noir then watched as she began searching the room, starting off with looking underneath the dozens of pillows that were nicely stacked upon the satin covered king sized bed.

"Uhh- While I was doing my nightly patrol, I came across Adrien Agreste, and he asked me to make sure you were okay getting here." he said, causing the bluenette to momentarily stop with her search. "And then… I heard this loud shriek, and had to make sure everything was okay. Didn't want Adrien to worry!" he finished off, feeling rather proud of thinking of an excuse just to see her.

"Adrien sent you here?" she said before tilting her head and dazing off.

"Yeah," he replied, wondering what was going through her mind before she shook her head once more and began searching the room.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, just noticing that they were standing in Kirsten's room. The room that was mostly vacant throughout the year since Kirsten barely had the time to make a trip back home. "Did you lose something?"

Was she completing another dare? Was there even another dare to complete? Did she receive a new envelope containing a secret mission? His mind began to fill with a million questions.

"No," she answered before looking down to her phone.

Chat Noir perked up upon seeing a timer counting down from thirteen minutes and four seconds.

"You're being timed to do something?" he asked, curious. "Is it because of this Dare Night situation I've been hearing around the city? I think I've seen a few boys talking about it on my way here…"

"It's a mess," said Marinette. "But if you know Kirsten Bourgeois at all and what she's been making us do, you would understand."

Before he was allowed to attend school, Adrien wasn't even closely aware of the embarrassing things Kirsten made the losers do after midnight. It only happened once a year, but according to Nino it was a huge thing in the papers, and people would talk about it for a while. He lived on such a strict and busy schedule though. He hadn't the time to even hear about it from anyone. He had to get in bed by ten, and he wasn't even allowed to watch or read anything that wasn't approved by Nathalie. It was a rather harsh life.

He then began to listen to the bluenette ramble on about the terrible things Kirsten has done in the past, and that she needed to be stopped. She then began to tell him of the plans to stop Kirsten, and it made him feel somewhat uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was a superhero, and was to be trusted, but the way she was just spilling everything to him, it was almost like she was a hundred percent comfortable with him. Like she thought of him as a close friend. Why did she feel more comfortable saying these things to him as Chat Noir, but not when he was just Adrien? It was strange. As Adrien he was feeling a tad bit jealous over Chat Noir, despite it also being him.

"Purrhaps I can help you," he interrupted before pointing down at the timer that hit eleven minutes. "You seem to be running out of time."

"Alya's grabbing the key to her diary, and I need to find the diary." she said. "BUT THIS ROOM IS HUGE. Chloe informed us that she never brings her purse with her when she's getting ready. She says its because she doesn't like her makeup team getting the chance to snoop through her belongings when she's too busy adoring herself through the mirror." Marinette rolled her eyes.

"She keeps her purse in her closet while she's getting ready." he said, remembering the times when Kirsten babysat him when he was a kid. The days where his father didn't have enough assistants, and had Nathalie tend to his side when he really needed her for important meetings.

When Kirsten went off to get ready on a date or an important event, she always made him guard her closet, but mostly her purse. She did it so he had something to do, and plus, he enjoyed it because it made him feel like he was on some kind of secret mission. Like he was ordered by his superiors to guard a jewel that no one was allowed to know about. He did have quite the imagination when he was younger. He didn't know what was so valuable in that designer purse, but all he remembered was that Kirsten ordered him to make sure that Chloe couldn't get anywhere near it. It wasn't that hard of a task. The second he began talking to Chloe, she would forget what she wanted. Even if that was a long time ago though, she couldn't have changed the way she hid things. And if she did, well they were definitely screwed.

"How do you know that?" Marinette said, shocked before heading towards the closet.

"Uhh… Lots of girls do it?" He chuckled nervously.

"I guess I'm not one of those girls," Marinette said before opening the door to the large walk in closet. "How am I going to find it in here!? This closet is bigger than my own bedroom!"

"Second shelf, third row all the way in the back. It's most likely going to be the third or fourth purse from the left."

Marinette raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms before looking straight at him.

"Every girl with a huge walk in closet does that." Once more, he chuckled nervously. "It's nothing purseonal." He tried to amuse her with one of his puns.

"Again." Marinette stared at him weirdly after nodding her head in disapproval. "I guess I'm not one of those girls. But I don't own a huge walk in closet." She then took a step into the closet before whipping around to look at him again. "I guess my first clue about your secret identity is that you come from a rich family." She smirked before scurrying over to the shelf where he suggested for her to go. "Keep watch, please!"

Chat Noir gulped, almost choking over his own saliva. "Wh-What? I'm not rich. I just know a lot about what rich girls do…"

"Got it. So you're a pervert who spies on rich girls." She hollered out as he stood next to the closet.

His mouth dropped at her comment. He didn't think Marinette had the guts to say such things to a person. He knew she was kidding, but she never really witnessed her do that as Adrien. It sort of reminded him of LadyBug and how she always turned him down when he tried to make a move on her. Somehow, because of it, it was making him like Marinette even more.

"I just need to grab my purse!"

He heard Kirsten's voice out in the hallway. He then darted his eyes over to the door to the room, and heard a few clicks before seeing the knob turn. "Marinette…" He whispered sharply. "Hurry and hide!" A thud was heard, almost like the bluenette fell, but as much as he wanted to make sure that she was okay, he didn't have the time too. He sighed, before shutting the closet door behind him and leaning against the wall next to it.

"Tell the girls I'll be down in five and that there seems to be three losers this year!" She shut the door behind her before muttering to herself. "That Alix. I should take away her roller-skates."

Chat Noir gulped, looking at Kirsten as she whipped around, her eyes immediately resting upon him. She was wearing a white, glittering gown and around her neck was a large diamond pendant. If he had to guess, Alya was able to take the key since she must have taken it off to put that hunk of jewelry around her neck.

"Ahh," she smirked. "Chat Noir is it? One of Paris' beloved heroes." She eyed him with a look of lust. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"I had to meet the infamous Kirsten Bourgeois," he said. "With all the akuma attacks happening, I feel like I should escort you to the parade."

"I would like that," she said after a few minutes of contemplation. "I know I can be quite the lady. I suppose that does put me in danger." She began checking herself out in the body mirror located on the other side of the closet. "Will I be meeting the infamous LadyBug?"

He bit his bottom lip. He hasn't heard anything from LadyBug all day. But if he had to guess, she was most likely at the parade, making sure that everything was okay. It did seem like the parade was a good place for an akumatized villain to make an appearance, if anyone was akumatized at all. "Yes, in fact, she's already there, making sure your float is doing just fine."

"I really must be important," she said amused before placing a hand on the knob to the closet. "Just let me get my purse and we'll be on our way. After all, I have a few girls to humiliate. You'll simply love it. It's very much entertaining."

"Wait!" He jumped as she opened the door. He then looked up, his eyes meeting her stone cold sapphire ones. She raised an eyebrow, and gave him a look of disapproval. "A closet is a great place for someone to hide if they want to attack you… Let me just make sure that everything is okay."

"You really are good," she complimented before ushering him to enter the closet. "Rather have them hurt your face than my beautiful one."

"Right..." He stepped into the closet, and his eyes began to dart around the area, searching each nook and cranny for where Marinette could possibly be hiding.

Kirsten then followed in behind him, walking fairly close to him. "Where do you need to go?" he asked, making sure to not make the same mistake he did with Marinette. If he knew where she kept her belongings there was a chance that she was able to figure out that he was just Adrien. The boy she had to babysit when he was a mere kid.

"The very back," she answered, causing him to slowly walk to the back of the closet. As they did, he used his cat like instincts to hear for Marinette or even try to find her. It was no use though. It was like she somehow left the room.

"Got it!" she said as she grabbed her purse. "My room must be safe. My daddy's hotel is pretty secure after all."

"Right…" he answered. If it was so secure than how was Alya and Nino able to get into Chloe's room?

"Just let me grab a few things from my nightstand!" She hollered from out of the closet.

"Okay… I'll just make sure everything here is secure," he replied before walking around the rest of the closet. He then returned back to the purses, scratching his head, trying to figure out as to where the bluenette could have gone.

He glanced up to the ceiling, noticing a vent located just above the shelf. Did Marinette escape through the vents? Could she really not have waited for him to get Kirsten out of the room? Now he was worrying a million times more than when he departed her after the kiss.

He swiftly pulled himself up the shelf, using the different levels for support. As he reached the top, his eyes fell upon Marinette's phone with the timer just hitting zero. After what happened earlier, he thought that Marinette would have learned from her mistakes. He guessed not. Oh well, that gave him another excuse to talk to her after the whole thing - to tell her that Chat Noir gave it to him after finding it.

"C'mon Chatty!" Kirsten hollered. "Let's go!"

He just seriously hoped that she was okay since she considered using the vents as her escape route.


NOTE: And that is the end of the chapter! :) I hope y'all enjoyed it. And once again, I would like to get another chapter in soon... but Idk. I gotta catch em all. :D

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