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Confirm she did, Like was watching her the entire time she wrote the email to Adrien. She wasn't sure what caused her to act as she was, but something about Luka made her feel things she didn't want to. Or at least, not yet. When his clothes were finished in the dryer, he changed and left.

When it was time for her to go to bed, she heard her father and mother come into the house. Tom's feet had gone to their bedroom, something he didn't do often because of all the baking and packaging he had to do, so why was he heading to bed? By the time midnight came around Marinette knew she wouldn't be getting any sleep with her thoughts going to her father going to bed as early as he did.

Sneaking down to the kitchen she saw a note for her from her father.

Marinette,

Could you get the next one-hundred and fifty orders done by tomorrow morning?

Thank you, dear,

Dad.

Blinking Marinette reread her father's note. Sighing she grabbed an apron and began to look over the things needed for tomorrow. It took her around four hours to get all of the orders done, but when she finished she was quick to head upstairs to shower quickly before heading to bed. She was so tired she slept through her alarm, but when she woke up she was able to get to school on time today; if she rushed a bit. It was raining today, so she wore black skinny jeans and a pink tank top with a black leather jacket. Chloe would probably call her goth, but she figured that it would be worth it because she really liked this outfit.

She found her latest project on her desk, she picked up the necklace she made a week ago. It was black with some pink mouse silhouettes' around the charm. Soon she was out the door, her eyes heavy from the little sleep she got. She didn't pay too much mind to it though as she sat at a bench in the courtyard.

"Marinette," She heard a voice call to her. When she lifted her head she saw two people coming her way. Adrien and Luka. Yawning she covered her mouth to hide it.

"Mor," She yawned once more before continuing, "morning."

"Did I keep you up all night?" Luka asked her in a dead voice, but Marinette just leaned back on the back of the bench.

"You wish," SHe said lightly, "My dad asked me to make the orders last night. All Once-hundred and fifty of them, so I was up until four something in the morning."

Luka rolled his eyes as he plopped himself down next to her. Would those pesky onlookers look somewhere else? "Sounds-" Marinette's head fell on his shoulder silencing him got a second, "tough..."

Adrien watched the exchange between to two with curious green eyes, his father had asked him to watch the two interact so he could get an idea of what he wants to do for the shoot next week. As discreetly as possible he took a photo of the two and sent it to Natalie.

When the bell rang Marinette shot up and looked around in a daze. Class. She has to get to class. She still hadn't noticed that Adrien was in front of them, so his recording them was unnoticed by her.

"How are your injuries?" Marinette asked.

Luka glanced at her from the corner of his eye before he faced her to show her his face. His bruises were much worse looking than yesterday, but that was to be expected since things usually get worse before getting better. At least, that's how she saw it. The cuts were looking a bit green near the scabbing, so it looked like it is a little infected.

"You tell me." Hearing the short girl sigh Luka looked her in the eye with the darkest glare he could manage with how tired he was. "What's your fucking problem?"

Adrien winced thinking Luka was going to hurt Marinette. His father wouldn't like it if he got involved, but he would if things got out of control.

"You," Marinette said bluntly. Luka was about to speak but she placed a finger over his lips with a glare of her own, "Shut your mouth, I am speaking. Now you are now my problem because you didn't take care of your injuries."

"The fuck..." Luka was stunned. No one had ever spoken to him like that, but he was even more surprised when she grabbed his wrist and asked for his class. "Uh..Bustier."

"We have the same teacher." She said and walked into the classroom dragging Luka along with an angry look on her face. Marinette would have noticed two things is she wasn't focused on Miss Bustier. The first being that Luka was glaring at any and everyone, except for a girl with black and purple hair. The second being the gaping faces of everyone in the room. "Could Luka and I get a pass to the nurse, please?"

Miss Bustier blinked at her quietest students, one she loved and the other she feared just like everyone else. "Sorry, but I can't permit that."

A determined glare entered her eyes, "I will go whether or not you allow it."

"Just give her the goddamn passes," Luka growled making the redhead jump. She looked at him with as much of a blank face as she could manage.

"I said I can't permit that," She saw his face begin to bleed and she paled, "Here."

Bustier meant for only Luka to go, but Marinette grabbed it and tugged Luka out of the room before she could say anything else. Hopefully, Marinette would be unharmed.

Marinette sighed and walked out of the room.

Adrien didn't go inside as he was stunned by Marinette and her boldness towards the most dangerous person he knew. A few moments later Marinette and Luka came back with a pass in Marinette's other hand. He followed them, but not before video calling Natalie with his finger to his lips and turning the camera to show Marinette and Luka in the nurse's office. With his phone now in his shirt pocket, he walked in without being noticed and stood where he could see everything, but not be noticed.

"You didn't have to be so rude," Marinette said softly. "Your stitched came undone."

He watched as the girl roamed around getting everything she needed with ease. "Why do you care so much?"

"You looked like someone who hasn't had much experience with being cared for," Marinette said as she reached in her bag for the needle and medical threat. "Don't think I'm caring about you because I pity you, I don't work that way. Do you want some ice cube to suck on?"

Nodding his head Marinette went and got a small cup of ice. "I don't trust you."

"I never said you had to," Marinette fired back, "I only asked to let me help you, I care about any person. Are you a person?"

The two were silent as Marinette worked on cleaning the small thing. "Want me to talk as I get the puss out of your cuts?" Nodding his head Luka allowed himself to lean back in the chair a bit, Marinette looked at Luika with a small smile. "I think you are a complexed person."

"Huh?"

"I saw how you defended that child yesterday," Marinette said softly. "it was brave. Stupid, but brave non the less. YOu don't get close to people, but you will defend those who can't defend themselves. Then there was how you looked when you were around Adrien and the others. You looked as if you wanted to harm everyone there, but you didn't. Yet, when I am around you seem to be less...murderous. Though, I don't even know you so I can't really say much."

Luka hated that she could get that much from him, but no one else could. He hates it, what made Marinette so special. God, couldn't she just be like everyone else? Even if he doesn't want to admit it, he was glad that he has a chance to be around her more with these couple photoshoots they were offered.

"Your reading too much into something that isn't there," Luka mumbled as he moved his eyes towards the ceiling. "You don't even know how I got these, Princess."

"Would you tell me if I asked," she asked with an amused tone. Luka shook his head when her hands left his cheek. "Done," Marinette said cleaning up her mess.

Luka sat up, he couldn't feel the pain in his face anymore. A small smile spread on his lips as he watched Marinette. The two didn't realize as Adrien left by the time Marinette was cleaning up and went back to call just as Miss Bustier was passing out the quiz for the day. Everyone looked at the two as they separated to their seats in the back, conveniently Marinette sat in front of Luka.

It was silent as everyone took their tests, but as the day wore on many students whispers about Marinette and Luka. Most people were shocked that the two seemed to get along. The girl with the copper eyes and black hair just smiles and went about her day-her brother had someone other than her to care for him.

When lunch came around, Chloe struts up to Marinette with a cold glare on her face.

"How the heck did you and the snake get together?" Marinette said nothing as she ate her sandwich, she was too tired for this. "Hel-lo, I am speaking to you, rat.

"We aren't together," Marinette said in a dull tone, "we're just strangers."

Where was a steaming cup of hot chocolate when she wanted one? Chloe was interrupting her quiet lunch. "Sure doesn't look like it to me."

"Get your eyes checked then," She snapped.

"Shut it, Dupain-Cheng," Chloe growled as she fisted her hands at her sides. She was not going to get away with saying that to her, the mayor's daughter. "You two are so obviously together. Perhaps you are even with his chile." Marinette said nothing as she looked behind Chloe, Luka was coming towards them. "Oh my god, you are! Arent you!?"

Luka was now behind Chloe and he was fuming. "Even if she was," he said lowly, "I wouldn't be around someone who annoys the fucking shit outta me. Now, why don't you go find Daddy and tell him what a fucking bitch you are?"

The blonde froze in fear, but she didn't stay long before she wan away screaming about how the snake and rat were threatening her. Luka watched her fo with mild annoyance, what a spoiled bitch.

"Hey," Luka bent down so he could be eye level with Marinette.

"Hey there," Marinette said as she offered the other half of her sandwich to Luka, "I got full." Taking the sandwich Luka's bloodied hands came to her face. "Really, Luka."

"What? A fucking shit-head was cornering me," he retorted.

With a sigh, Marinette began to wrap his hands in some of her gauze and tape. "Do you have any anti-bacterial ointment at home?"

"No."

"Ugh, you're coming with me to the store after school."