4- Rivalry; Without a word she lifted the hem of her shirt and removed it, throwing it aggressively into Chloe's face.

Because I know all us pieces of LadyNoir and Andrinette trash want a beach episode and never let it be said that Rose leaves her fellow trash hanging.

You can bet that Kim's the only one wearing speedos. I love him, I have so much love for all these nerds. I think they all low-key ship Andrinette. ;)


The sun blazed over the beach, the bright light bouncing off the water and making the sand sparkle. Two days into their 'educational' field trip, their teacher had relented, conceding that it was in fact, too hot to learn anything. And so they had ended up at the beach rather than the Chateau Musee de Dieppe, for which everyone, including the teacher had been grateful for. It was too hot to walk there anyway.

The boys had taken over the beach first. After racing from the changing station to the beach, towels had been flung haphazardly aside while water pistols and balloons had been unearthed from their bags.

Nathanael, who was still wearing his shirt, had been their first target; the poor boy didn't really enjoy swimming all that much, but the thought of Marinette in a bikini (planted in his mind by Kim) had been just enough to coerce him into coming. Ivan's jet of water hit him square in the face, at first he stood there shocked before he felt very self-conscious as the water caused his shirt to cling to him.

"Who Hoo! Take it off Nathanael you sexy beast" Kim crowed at him, dodging Max's fire.

Adrien laughed as Max tripped over his own feet, leaving him open for attacks. He hadn't bought a water pistol; he'd never even owned one. Toys like that, any toys really hadn't exactly welcomed in his house when he was younger. Kim's head whipped up, and at the sight of Adrien's bare hands his face turned into a gleeful smirk.

"Looks like the pretty boy is unarmed." He taunted, holding up his re-loaded weapon.

"Uh." Adrien held up his hands. "Mercy?"

"NO MERCY!" Shouted Ivan, lifting his gun.

"Geez the girls are taking forever right?" Adrien tried to change the subject. "Oh look! It's Mylène!"

Ivan turned and saw his ahem… friend, walking towards the group of boys. His face flushed scarlet as she approached. Kim however was not so easily distracted and sent a stream of water at Adrien who had to dive behind Nathanael's bag to avoid getting soaked. A green water gun peeked out from inside Nathanael's bag.

"You look cute Mylène!" Nino shouted, cheekily nudging the large boy beside him.

"Uh, thanks?" She smiled. She was cute. She wore simple, white one-piece with tassels that contrasted strongly against Juleka's black and silver and bikini nicely complimented Rose's pink daisy themed tankini.

"Adrikins!" A collective groan rose from the boys as Chloe skipped over to them in a yellow monstrosity that barely covered everything it needed to. Sabrina hurried after her friend, panting, in an unassuming gray one-piece, carrying an oversized umbrella and a chair. Chloe pressed herself to Adrien's side and clung to him. He fidgeted uncomfortably at the contact. "You look fabulous in black." She touched the waistband of his black and gold shorts and he sprung away from her as though she'd electrocuted him. She didn't notice-or didn't care about- his obvious discomfort and stepped closer.

"Is it one of your father's designs?"

"Uh well yeah…"

"It definitely looks good on you Adrien." She winked and turned on her friend. "Sabrina I need shade." She snapped her fingers and stalked off to find the perfect place for Adrien to watch her sunbathe. Her thought process being that definitely wouldn't be able to resist her in this kind of outfit.

She'll be back. Thought Adrien with a shudder. A stream of water hitting his back interrupted his thoughts and he turned, Nathanael's water gun in hand.


"Come on Marinette. It can't be that bad." Alix pleaded with her friend behind the door. "I want to go swimming."

Alya tapped the door causing Marinette to jump. "We'll leave you behind!" She threatened. The door opened and Marinette stepped out… with an oversized shirt covering her swimsuit. Alix groaned, slapping a palm to her forehead while Alya rolled her eyes.

"Seriously?" Alix fumed. "I hate shopping and I shopped with your for two whole hours so you could find one that we thought Adrien would like then you decided to make your own and now you're not even going to wear it? Are you kidding? I had blisters on my feet for a week!"

"It doesn't fit right." Her excuse sounded pathetic even to her.

"I don't believe that for a second Mari, you're the one who made it." Alya pointed out.

"It's too revealing." Marinette mumbled in horror, her cheeks burning, she fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. She had changed her mind about wearing a two-piece.

"That's the point!" Alix waved her hands at her friend. "You shouldn't be hiding anything anyway! You're hot! I'd date you! Now take it off!"

"I don't…"

"Don't worry about it. Grab your stuff and let's go."

Alya grabbed Alix by the arm, leaving Marinette alone in the changing room before she realized her friends were leaving without her.

"What's the big deal?" Alix grumbled. "I need them to get together, it's physically painful to watch them everyday. And this is the perfect opportunity for Adrien to see what he's missing!"

"She'll want to swim eventually and then she'll have to take it off. We've just got to wait it out. Besides, taking her shirt off is sure to get some kind attention right? Even if it's not from Adrien." Alya winked.

The two had become closer after they realized their mutual desire for Adrien and Marinette to get together. Admittedly almost everyone in the class wanted the two of them together and currently had bets on who would ask who out, but Alix and Alya had taken it into their own hands to get stuff done and get the two together. With help from "The insider" aka Nino, who incidentally had money on Marinette making the move on Adrien first.

The three girls made their way down to the makeshift war zone, Kim and Max had teamed up while Nino and Adrien defended themselves. Nathanael sat further away from them, out of the firing line, as he doodled in his notebook and Ivan was sitting beside Mylène, struggling to keep eye contact.

"Looking good Alix!" Kim waved at his gym buddy before a water bomb sailed into his face, causing him to stagger backwards. "Watch it Agreste!" He shouted, shaking his fist playfully, while the blonde boy laughed manically, surprising everyone, as it was such a different type of laugh from the subdued chuckle he used at school.


The sun grew hotter during the day, ice cream and cold drinks were shared and Marinette still hadn't taken off her baggy shirt, much to the dismay of Alix, Alya, Nathanael and Adrien (though he would never admit that he was curious about what kind of swimwear she would wear).

The boys had picked up their water fight from earlier, with more vigor after a cold snack and a rest.

"You'll kick yourself if you don't enjoy today because you're shy." Mylène had said to her. "No one will mind if you've got a little bit of flub."

Marinette had laughed and thanked her friend for the advice. But it wasn't the "flub" she was worried about. It was the pattern of silver scars that crisscrossed her body like chains that had come with years of fighting. It was the large, ugly purple bruise on her left shoulder that had come from falling down stairs during her last battle. It was the fact that her years of being a superhero had left her stomach hard and muscular instead of smooth and flat, like a girl should be. Her super-persona had stolen the softness of her waist and had dimmed the curve of her hips. Her body wasn't feminine and that bothered her.

"Marinette!" Rose called to her from the water. "It's really nice! Aren't you going to swim?"
"Uh… No. No I'm fine."

She could see her friends' shoulders sag with disappointment, but Rose wasn't the kind to pry. Chloe however, was the kind of girl to make everyone's business her business.

"Can't you swim?" Chloe sneered. Marinette froze and turned before wished she hadn't because the light glaring off Chloe's ridiculous yellow, rhinestone covered bikini, that was obviously not designed for swimming, was making it hard to give her a dirty look.

Chloe had spoken loudly and the boys had heard. Kim and Ivan shuffled forwards, ready to defend Marinette if she needed them and Adrien tensed, unsure how to diffuse the situation.

"I can swim."

"Oh, so you're just worried about your figure?" She laughed. "Don't worry about being fat. No one is looking at you anyway." She lowered her voice. "Adrien isn't looking at you."

"I am not fat." Marinette hissed. Unaware that the boys had stopped to watch.

"Well, why don't you just take off your ugly shirt and show us then? Or have you eaten too much at papa's infested bakery?" Her lip curled cruelly as Marinette's face contorted into a scowl. Without a word she lifted the hem of her shirt and removed it in one motion, throwing it aggressively into Chloe's face.

Her swimsuit consisted of a modest black and red spotted two-piece. The wide strap looped over her shoulder and came to rest at the other side of her body while a short skirt dropped down from her hips, a white ribbon had been threaded into the waistband, coming to a cute little bow at the back.

Adrien's mouth had opened when she lifted the hem on her shirt, trying unsuccessfully to not stare. But his eyes widened in shock at the large bruise that spread across her shoulders. It was clear now why she didn't want to be seen in a swimsuit.

"I'm going for a swim." She smirked at Chloe's gaping mouth and stalked off to the water, her chin high in the air.

It wasn't until she emerged from the water that it became clear to the boys why Chloe had been so shocked at Marinette's, uh, undressing. She had abs. Her stomach was toned and firm with a glimpse of hard abdominal muscles beneath her skin that tightened when she walked. Adrien's mouth popped open in surprise for a second time. Tiny, sweet, precious, clumsy Marinette looked to be fitter than most of the boys. He gulped as she and Alix approached the boys, dimly he registered Nino and Max snickering behind him, but it wasn't like he was the only one who was impressed, Nathanael was staring too. … Wait was he staring? At Marinette? The cute girl who sat behind him, so shy she could barely string a sentence together?

He shook his head, but he just couldn't take his eyes off her, water dripped from her hair and rolled off her shoulders, tracing a trail down the curve of her spine. He couldn't remember how to breathe.

He watched her remove the bands holding her twin tails, her hair curled at the ends from the water as she chatted to Alix, seemingly oblivious to the stares of both him and Nathanael. Alix, however had noticed. She caught Adrien's eye and smirked, raising an eyebrow at him before he hurriedly looked away and focused on something else.

"Hey can we sit here?" Alix chirped.

"Sure." Nino stood up. "Max, weren't we gonna get drinks before?"

"Huh?" Max adjusted his glasses and looked up at Nino. "We were?"

"Yeah." Nino winked, out of sight from Marinette, but Adrien had caught it and scowled at his friend.

"Oh yeah!" Max caught on and stood, brushing the sand from his shorts. "Do you girls want anything?"

"Water. I'll pay you back tomorrow."

"I'll come too. I want to see what flavours of water they have." Alya, Max and Nino left the four of them sitting there as they hurried off. Hopefully Alix could distract Nathanael and Adrien and Marinette would be able to confess and get together and Nino would be 50 euros richer.

Marinette, still reeling from her embarrassment from essentially stripping in front of everyone, did not register that she was sitting beside Adrien until Alix attempted to draw her into the conversation.

"Marinette." The girl jumped.

"What?"

"I said don't you think Adrien looks good in black?"

"Adrien?"

"Yes Adrien." Alix tried not to roll her eyes. For God's sake.

"Doesn't he look good in every colour?"

Alix coughed and Adrien was surprised at the ready admission by the shy girl beside him.

"Thanks." He said before kicking himself at his totally lame response.

She froze, she had been completely unaware that he was there and had now embarrassed herself in front of him.

"I- Uh- Um-" Her words failed her and her face grew hot as his eyes locked into hers.

"Nathanael come for a swim with me!" Alix suddenly dragged the protesting boy off to the water.

Adrien was suddenly struck by how attractive Marinette was with her hair down. It gave her face a softer look and bought out the blue in her eyes. His breath caught as she shifted, arms tensing for a split second before relaxing again. The light snaked around her and he noticed silver lines cutting into her skin at different angles, varying in length and shades of silver, he realized what they were with a jolt. Scars. He had some too. Maybe that was why she didn't want to swim? Was she ashamed? Embarrassed? She had no reason to be, she was beautiful, even with the scars. …

Beautiful?

...

Was she beautiful? He watched as she pushed the hair out of her face and he caught sight of freckles sprinkled across the bridge of her nose, they suited her. He couldn't decide if it was funny or sad that he'd known for years and he'd never once noticed she had them. Maybe he hadn't been looking, really looking at her. Or maybe he was sitting close enough that he could see all the details that you couldn't notice in a person when you were sitting a row away. She had always been a row away. He became conscious of the fact the he was staring and searched for a conversations starter.

"You look nice." What. An. idiot.

Her face burned. "T-T-Thank you." She looked away.

"I meant your swimsuit." What? That sounded like you think she's ugly! "I mean…" What the hell are you doing Adrien? Get a grip man! Why couldn't he speak properly? "I mean, you look really cute in that swimsuit, is it a design of yours?" There you go. His internal voice sighed with relief.

Her blush subsided slightly and she looked up at him, eyes gleaming. "Yes! It was my first swimsuit design and I'm really happy it turned out the way it did! I've never done one before see and I was really worried that it wouldn't work, the fabric is pretty different to what I'm used to and I had a few different designs before settling on this one."

She didn't stutter once he thought before smiling at her. "It's very cute."

Her whole face lit up in a blush. "T-T-Thanks." And we're back to normal. Think Adrien, there's got to be something that you can talk to her about that won't make her even more terrified of you. His eyes had been roaming her shoulder, unconsciously thinking about how soft her skin looked before he caught sight of something sitting there.

"Ladybug!" He said loudly, startling her.

"What?" Marinette began to panic. She had chosen the print on purpose to give herself something to laugh about during the day. She didn't think anyone would guess her identity from a bikini.

"Sorry. On your shoulder." He lifted a finger and the beetle crawled onto it. Her shoulders slumped in relief. Adrien looked at the bug and then Marinette. "You're a Ladybug." He said.
Panic set in again as she tried to fumble her way through an answer. Lord, what this boy does to me. So beautiful, but fate is a cruel mistress, now he knows my identity and… Then she realized, he'd said a Ladybug not the Ladybug. She peered up at him through her bangs. "You mean my design?" She asked cautiously, touching her skirt. The ladybug flew away and he looked at her quizzically before responding.
"What else could I mean?"
"Oh, no, I… Yes I am."
"You are what?"
"A Ladybug." She stressed the 'a' with a little more force than she needed.

He grinned, her emphasis had not gone unnoticed, but he couldn't think why she was so determined to point out the fact that she wasn't his Lady. "So you're not the masked hero who saves Paris?" He asked cheekily.

Her heart raced anxiously before she realized he was teasing her. How rude. How insolent. And kind of cute. "I might be." She smirked playfully at him, her blush betraying her only slightly

"Adrikins!" Nino trotted over, holding two bottles of water. "Here. I thought you might be thirsty." Adrien scowled at his grinning friend before snatching the water from him.

"Don't call me that." He complained. And don't say thirsty like that. She's already petrified of me, don't make it worse. He glanced over at the girl beside him. The water in her hair made it look like it was glittering and the corner of her mouth turned upwards naturally, giving her face a kind appearance. She was beautiful. How had he not noticed before? Her eyes glinted with laughter, following her gaze he saw Chloe completely drenched in water, stomping away angrily from Kim, Ivan and Max who, judging by their laughter, were responsible for her current sate.

"Sabrina!"


Please review. Leave a nice warm fuzzy for me? What's going good? What's not? Which part did you like the most? What ships do you want to see in the next 96 chapters?

"Doodled" has got to be the stupidest word I've ever seen in my life.

*Aggressively ships Kim and Max*

Prompt 5-Unbreakable