Chapter 6

Talking

"Wait. You're saying that you, Adrien Agreste, are marrying Marinette Dupain-Cheng?" Nathaniel asked still in disbelief. Wasn't it just yesterday when they announced that Adrien was marrying Chloe? He was really confused at the sight of Adrien putting his arm around Marinette's waist. Why was her face filled with disgust? Was it the public affection? Or was she mad to be caught with him?

"Well I think that was what I said? Right Princess?" Adrien said gazing at the person he was grabbing a hold on.

Marinette pushed him away and said a simple 'yes' to Nathaniel. He then asked, "Weren't you marrying Chloe, Adrien?"

"Oh yes! That was what I was going to talk to you about Princess!" He clasped his hands together. "Natalie took care of the problem, but we need to get to a conference meeting tonight!" Marinette groaned. "Another one?"

"Don't you wanna fix the problem?" Marinette grumbled, "Not really" under her breath.

"We gotta go!"

"Bye Alya, bye Nathaniel." The grown man, still in his confused state, shook out of his trance. "Wait what?" he asked himself after they left. Alya looked over at him. "It's a complicated story."

Marinette had to put on a really nice designer dress, an Agreste original of course, she was having trouble with the zipper in the back though. As if he could feel her struggle, three rooms down, Adrien came behind her and zipped it up for her. She didn't appreciate the help. "You really are a perv."

"I mean, what are you planning to do after we get married?" he winked. She cringed.

"If you think I'm reproducing with you, you've got it all wrong."

"Why wouldn't a woman want to hang with me for the night?"

"Because, they only want some beautiful child?"

"Are you admitting that I'm handsome and have good genes?"

She threw a pillow at him. "Oh is that how we're gonna play?" the blonde smirked.

The two started playfully throwing pillows at each other. Marinette was more of a smacking then throwing. Though she had to admit it was fun. Adrien has never experienced a pillow fight before. He barely had any friends to play with. Even of the little friends he had, they were all groomed with good manners and basically filled with no emotion.

They both fell onto the sofa laughing, toppled over each other. A head poked through the door, "The door was open. I hope I'm not intruding, the conference starts in-" Natalie looked over at the pair with wide eyes. "Oh, I was intruding, I'm sorry but please come down in 6 minutes." She closed it abruptly.

Marinette looked up at Adrien, whose body was laying on hers. "Get off me!"

She smoothed out the expensive dress. "I can't believe I was actually having fun. With you."

"Don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

"Yeah, maybe. Only a little bit."

The two bounded down the fancy steps of the hotel. Chloe's hotel. Why in all of the hotels in Paris, would they pick this one?

"Natalie said all the other ones were booked for big rooms like these. I bet Chloe is just paying them to say that" Adrien answered. Marinette blushed. Was she thinking out loud again?

They entered a fairly large room, filled with many reporters eager to get answers. Natalie had already addressed the crowd and introduced Marinette and Adrien as if she already knew they would be on time.

The first journalist, of course, asked about the situation with Chloe. "It would seem that she made up a story and released this story to the public. No, we are not getting married. It is true that we were childhood friends, but Chloe and I were never dating. On January 4, she followed Marinette and I to a jewelry store. She also decided to fight Marinette and proceeded to buy a ring identical to the I bought for my fiance" Adrien said. "He must have been really prepared" Marinette thought. She hadn't thought to prepare anything.

"Where will the wedding be held?"

Marinette knew this one. "It will take place in Bora Bora." Honestly, she was excited herself. The island part, not the wedding part.

"Ms. Dupain-Cheng, explain yourself. Age, profession, ethnicity, how you met Mr. Agreste, etc."

"Um, well, I'm 25 years old. I am currently working under Agreste company. I am French and Chinese", the reporters frantically tried to right down everything she was saying and making sure their recording devices were working, "I met Adrien at my parent's bakery, Tom & Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie." Natalie suggested that they used that excuse to not make up a long story with many explanations. Marinette just added the name so more people can go visit it.

For the next three hours the two adults replied to every question that was thrown at them. Some were rather personal (When is the baby going to make an appearance?), yet they answered most of them. Why were all the baby questions always being brought back up? Her parents asked her a few days ago. Her mother explained that if she lived in China she would've gotten married already and should've at least conceived one child already. There was no way was she having a child with Adrien Agreste. Could they adopt one or something?

"Marinette, will you please show us your Chinese speaking skills?" The women glanced down to see Alya smirking. The reporter pointed to her badge. Work. Of course. Marinette almost forgot that her friend was one of the more famous journalists in Paris. This was obviously to show her that she could be a translator for that stupid interview.

The blue-haired women chuckled nervously, "My Mandarin isn't that good..." Adrien poked her and smiled, urging her to talk. She stared him down telling him through her eyes that meant no. He made a pouty face but didn't make her do it.

"I can't believe you didn't do what I asked you to do" Alya complained. This time they were in Marinettes' bedroom. "Why would I?"

The woman had made a new dress, no not the fancy ones, and mask just to figure more about Adrien. Disguising herself was the only option she could think of. She had already put a tracking device on Adriens' phone, just like he did to hers. And since he did, she made sure to leave her phone at home. Bought a new one just in case.

"Make sure you stay safe!" Alya hugged her best friend. Marinette nodded. They both walked out the front door and headed separate ways.

Her device led her to a night club. Just where he said where he was going.

Walking inside, Marinette was already hit with the smell of alcohol. She had been to a club before. For some reason, this one kind of felt different. The vibe felt kind of calming except filled with sweating and dancing. Oh wait, that's what it was. Not a single person was sitting on standing in one spot. Every single person was dancing. It wasn't like ballroom dancing. It was more of hip-hop dancing. She had no experience of what different types of dancing there were.

"Where is he?" Marinette asked herself under the loud music. Looking around she couldn't seem to find him. She only saw Nino, who was deejaying at the front of the room. Suddenly the people spaced out in the middle to let a dancer do some crazy break dancing moves. When he was done and bowed, her eyes were wide open.

Was that?

Chat Noir?

Has anybody watched The King's Avatar? I can finally watch without subs! Also finished watching BLAME! I should go read the manga. I heard of it almost three years ago, but never got around to actually reading it. Again, did not proof-read.