Chapter 7

Surprise Surprise

She looked at the man standing in the middle of the crowd. All of her questions raced through her head. Wouldn't it benefit her brain if she asked him herself? Oh right. She forgot that tonight she was Ladybug not Marinette. She couldn't risk taking off her disguise and letting Adrien finding out that she was spying on him, where ever he was.

The spotted woman stood near the crowd and was leaning on a support beam. Wondering what she was going to do next. She decided to eavesdrop on a pair of young, giggling girls standing near her.

"Isn't he so hot!"

"I know! The way he dances! Some eye candy right there!"

Ladybug growled at the fact that they were flaunting over her boyfriend. He sure was a big flirt. All, well most, were swooning over him sweating and him flexing his muscles. What a narcissistic. If he acted like that around her, she wouldn't even give him a second glance. Closing her eyes, she began to wonder why she even liked him in the first place.

"Hello, mademoiselle." The disguised woman turned around to see the sweaty man hanging over her head. God, why did he still smell so perfect? He was dripping in sweat! "Haven't seen you around. New here?"

"May I ask, who are you?" Staring into his green eyes to intimidate him. She wasn't a weak sicko. This way, she could make him explain what the heck he had done over these last few years.

"I'm Chat Noir", he swept into a bow, "I've been a dancer here for a while." He looked over the figure of her body. She was fit. Not like regularly healthy. Like really fit. Her body was the perfect shape for modeling. Then she unexpectedly slapped him.

Chat touched the injured part of his face. "What was that for?"

"Stop looking at me like that! It's so creepy and disgusting!" Marinette covered her petite body with her arms.

"I just wanna see if you dance with a body like that! It's so small!"

She slapped him again.

"Okay, okay. You can stop now." He held his cheek. She was a strong smacker.

They both stared down, trying not to make the conversation more awkward. Marinette's face turned red. She didn't think the conversation would turn out like this. This girl needed a plan. She needed to draw him in. Her eyes lit up with the thought of making him fall for her, then tearing his poor little heart apart. It always worked in the movies right? She took a deep breath, "I don't know how to dance." His head shot up. The Chat's eyes had a new gleam. He loved teaching people how to dance.

Honestly, he didn't know a time where he wasn't dancing. Except the long period of 'waiting to know how to walk'. He and his mother used to dance around in their living room. Singing and laughing. He missed those days when the house was more cheerful.

After his mother left them, the house was quiet. It had calmed down by 1000. A little peep was heard around maybe every two hours. That was all. His father ultimately neglected him. Work, work, modeling, work, school work, work. He wasn't allowed to go to an actual school. Natalie was his tutor until he left for college.

Adrien finally had joined a dance team when he was around sixteen. Unfortunately they all went to prestigious dance schools around the world. He didn't keep in touch of them that often, the only one being this girl named Lila. Lila also went to a dance school, an Italian school trained from the best choreographers and trainers.

The dance team he joined usually did dancing out on the street, wearing masks. Mostly on his part, not wanting his father to find out.

Lila was the one who brought him to the club. They were both seventeen at the time. If Natalie or Gorilla had found out, they would've probably never have let him out of the house. It was mostly filled with college kids dancing and drinking. Lila was always the one who got the most attention, in her skin-tight fox themed dance clothes.

She was always there for him. Comforted him when he had troubles, taught him how to do the moves a little better, offered for him to hang out at her house.

One time he visited her school to surprise her. All he found was the students ridiculing and bullying her. "Can we just leave? Please?" She has asked quickly, glancing back at the students behind her. He felt that she was keeping something. If she wanted privacy, he would respect it and let it go.

Adrien never understood why he was so compelled to her, Lila was just so funny, sweet, caring. His heart was more content and beated fast around her. Yet, he couldn't bring himself around to ask her out. He felt like there was a certain spark that just wasn't there between them. It wasn't the same spark he felt around Marinette.

Would he date Lila if he was given the chance? Heck yes.

Marinette or Lila? Marinette.

Honestly, he doesn't know. His feelings were conflicted between the two of them. In the end, he had picked Marinette.

He didn't want to become a dirty little two timer.

He hadn't seen Lila in awhile. Maybe he'll give her a call.

That morning, before Adrien had ran out to find Marinette, the man had found another shocking scene.

His father and another high class women were in the same bedroom.

Don't even ask why he was opening the door to his fathers room.

It wasn't much of a surprise. Considering the fact he has seen multiple examples of this in popular culture and in real life. It just seemed - that in a way his father was betraying his mother in some way. That even having a relationship with another person was cruel.

Later at dinner, his father decided to reveal the news of him having a girlfriend.

A very pregnant girlfriend.

Not like he was complaining. Having another sibling sounded nice. He just didn't want to be a part of another family. A family that was already broken. Did he think that having a women like that hanging around the family is going to fix that? The older Agreste looked happy, so he tried to keep a joyful personality.

Adrien learned that the women was named Aradia. She was pretty young, about ten years older than himself. Which, internally and mentally disturbed him. At a point in time, he was zero and she was ten. At a point his father was twenty and she was zero.

He'll have to reveal this to Marinette sooner or later. And he had a feeling she's not going to like it.

"Um, Chat? Are you doing okay?" Ladybug waved her hand in front of his face, trying to get his attention. Chat shook out of his thoughts, "Oh, yeah. Sorry. It would be my pleasure to teach the Princess how to dance." With a wink and a bow, he led her onto the chaotic dance floor.

I wonder how some of y'all can write thousands of words in one chapter. Please feel free to add negativity in the comments.