Penguin: Mk, 1st chapter of Miraculous: Mine to Take! :D So this takes place in the present (You know, from the 3 years ago) So we'll be seeing some more development into the story. And some notes: This time, there won't be any villains like there was in HCTG. Also, ALL of Marinette's classmates will be in it :D (And I promise more screen time for Ivan and Mylene.) And...This one just mentions sex but there is no actual sex, and there's cursing in this chapter xD

~Responses to MMTT~

Pinksakura271: Thank you :3 Yeah, she did. Well...I'm not gonna say anything x: And I haven't forgotten! I'm currently writing Chapter 8, so she'll be in one of the chapters. And I didn't forget that either, I'm just waiting until spring comes around. And no, you're good! I actually need reminders because I forget things way too easily. And I can't say that either x: It was originally going to be a fashion designer, but it'll be explained later on. All will be answered. And... you'll see him c;

Yoko89: Thank you! And it will. xD

Catlove28: Thank you! And thanks for reading! I'll say what days I'm doing at the end.

(I honestly can't remember what reviews I answered for this story but I'm just gonna do the ones I don't remember doing.)

~Responses to My Online Crush~

Scapitan cedrus: Nope. And thank you!

Nina The Fangirl: I wanted it to be someone who people wouldn't suspect. And it does!

Pinksakura271: O.o I'll make sure to never mess with you then... And thank you! Oh yeah, no not a dog. I honestly forgot to put them there. My bad. For real, Nooroo needs more respect! Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot! XD Well, he was mad at Plagg for having a party! And I don't think he knows what Ladybug's kwami looks like.

Alice Pink: I was gonna put Lila, but then it wouldn't be as much as fun as Sabrina was. Well, she's a fan girl of Adrien and any fan girl of his would LOVE the chance to go on a date with him. Plus, Chloe didn't find out c;

Scapitan cedrus: Thank you! I wanted to put Lila, but then I wanted to put someone who wouldn't be expected to do that sort of thing. Aw, thank you! :3 I will!

Guest: Nope. And I'm not sure if I want to do a sequel on that. Maybe in a couple of months, I'd have to think about that.

Mayuralover: Thank you u.u

vih22: Nope.

Guest: Well thanks a lot .-.

VolpinaTheFox: Nope. I know right?! Lmao xD And thank you, I will!

Guest: Nope, not Marinette. Nope, not Alya or Lila. Alya wouldn't do that to Marinette. Plus, she's got Nino c;

FicsFromAnAnbuNin: Nope, neither. But it would though. And I would never write about Adrien and Chloe going on an ACTUAL date. And I know he didn't. Yeah, poor Mari.

~Response to HCTG~

Guest: I'm not offended by your chibiness. Uh, I'll have to see if I still have the chapter in my Doc Manager...if not, I will go back and fix it sometime because the one part I forget is the currency there xD

~Response to MHOS~

TemBoi: I'm sorry. ~gives tissue~

~Response to I Could Have Saved You~

FicsFromAnAnbuNin: Thank you! I'll consider re writing it one day.

~Response to No More~

OMG: Don't explode! And thank you!

~Response to Little Minou~

KnightOwl247: Aw! So cute! .w.

~Response to True Identity~

TemBoi: Don't cry! ~hands tissues~ And thank you!

Okay, that should be all of the recent reviews...

Onward!

…I can't believe I'm doing this. Marinette thought as she stood in front of a tall crème colored building with the name "Akuma Security, standing in front of the glass doors. You can do this Marinette…even though you haven't seen him since you were 18 and you moved away and everything, but…

You need to do this for your safety…and your future. You're desperate and scared. You HAVE to do this. Marinette shivered and pulled her jacket closer to her. She wasn't still quite used to the windy Chicago weather.

Marinette gathered up the courage and walked into the building, ready to face him.

"Hey boss, some chick just walked into the building, she looks serious."

"Hm?" The boss questioned, getting his legs off the desk and peering into his desktop security camera. She was standing at the secretary's desk in the lobby, talking to his new secretary, Roxy. (A/N: I'm using my OC for the secretary because I didn't want it to be anyone Marinette knew, but don't worry. The other characters will have their appearances :D)

He blinked rapidly at the screen, hoping this wasn't a dream. He'd recognize that woman anywhere. She nervously looked at the security cameras around her, rubbing her hands frequently.

She still had the same blue hair, but instead it went to her shoulder blades and she wore some jean shorts with leggings and black booties and a white shirt with a brown jacket. Her face still had those captivating blue eyes and the cute button nose. She had grown some curves ever since he saw her, and she was still the same height, but his heart still pounded loudly at her.

"Do you think we should-?" He got up and ran quickly up the stairs.

"I'm sorry, but Adrien Agreste only takes appointments on Saturdays." Roxy said politely. Marinette frowned at her. She should have known, there's no way he would help her, especially now.

But whether I want to admit it or not, I need him. Guess I'll have to come back some other day… Marinette walked to the glass door and pushed it open. She was about to go out when Roxy said, "Oh wait, Mr. Agreste is back. You can see him now."

Marinette slowly turned around and saw Adrien Agreste standing at the desk, looking at her curiously and with desire. "Marinette." Adrien whispered. "You're probably busy, but I can come back tomorrow and-"

"There's no need when you came all of this way. Come on, I'll take you down to my office. Roxy, cancel all of my appointments for today." Roxy nodded and picked up the phone, dialing a number. Marinette nervously followed him down the hall. Don't limp Marinette, you don't want him to see you weak right now. It's not the time.

Adrien turned to the only door on the right and opened it, Marinette following him inside. There was a massive desk in the middle and Adrien sat down in his chair, leaning back and looking at Marinette. Adrien was wearing a black suit with a green tie and he folded his arms, looking at Marinette.

He still had the same blond hair, but he had cut it since the last time she saw him. He also had a bit of stubble on his face and his green eyes still pierced into her heart as always.

Stop it Marinette, you and him were over since…since you had to part ways. Don't go thinking into how sexy he is now. Don't think about how hot or dangerous he can be…

The door shut behind Marinette, sealing her inside the office with him. "It's been a while Marinette."

"Y-yes, it has been." Marinette said, her voice cracking. 7 years and 10 months. Not that she'd counted. His gaze went down her body, sending chills down her spine. She quickly sat down in the chair in front of his desk. "You look good, Mari." He had heat in his stare, a heat that he knew that could make her lose her mind.

Oh how she wished her heartbeat would slow down. "But you're not here for a friendly chat, are you?" Adrien questioned, his eyes piercing into her soul. "We've…never really been the friendly chat kind." She responded quietly.

She pulled her coat tighter to her body. "No, we weren't, were we? We were more of…the hot sex type." Marinette growled at him loudly. He did NOT just say that to her, especially in his office! His faint smile said that he had. "I'm not here for THAT, either!" Let's just say that Marinette had...you know what, she didn't want to get into that.

"Oh, we'll get to that." Uh no, they most certainly would NOT. She wasn't ready to feel that again. Adrien tapped his chin with his finger. "Hmm, you're not here for a chat, you're not here for sex, so then why have you come looking for me?"

Now this is the part when Marinette would have to beg her little knees out. Because now, there's no way she had enough money in her account to cover his services. Not with the guy sporting this big building and looking like he had just been on the cover of Time Magazine. Oh, how things have changed…

"Someone is watching me." Marinette stated. He froze. Never in a million years would he imagine his sweet Marinette to be harassed like that. Hell, he didn't expect to even walk into this building since 7 years and 10 months. Not that he'd been counting.

"And what makes so sure of that?" Adrien asked, getting his shit together, his face guarded. "Because I can feel him." Wait, that sounds crazy. When she had gone to the cops, they looked at her like she was crazy. You can't feel a stalker, so they said.

She disagreed. Adrien wasn't speaking. So Marinette decided to keep talking. "I know someone is watching me, okay? When I go to my design studio, when I go out at night…" She had felt a tenseness whenever she felt him. An awareness that was just…natural.

"So you think someone is following you." Marinette could feel that Adrien didn't believe her more than the cops did. "I think," Marinette said, putting emphasis on the words, clenching her hands, "That someone has been in my house. Things are rearranged, they aren't where I put them. My doors are looked but someone has been getting in."

Adrien leaned forward in interest. "What's been rearranged?" Marinette blushed madly at his question. "U-um, cl-clothes."

His stare stayed on her face. "Um, underwear, some bras…Some of them are missing and some are left on my bed."

"Fuck." Adrien muttered. Yes, what a lovely word to describe Marinette's situation. "Cops aren't buying my story. They don't see any signs of a break-in at my apartment. And they think I'm just losing my clothes." But Marinette knew it was just more than losing clothes. She licked her dry lips. "This isn't…this isn't the first time this has happened."

Adrien laid his hands on his desk. "When I was in Paris…" That seemed like a life time away now. She hadn't been there since her accident. "The same thing was happening before…you know. Someone would get into my apartment." At first, it had just seemed harmless, just with flowers. "He started leaving flowers in my design studio." She was coming in work and found flowers on her fabric table. No note, just the flowers.

Adrien waited for her to continue. Her chest ached as she said, "The next time I found the flowers, they were at my apartment. My LOCKED apartment." A muscle flexed in Adrien's jaw. "And you're sure the flowers weren't just a gift from a lover?"

"I don't have a lover." Marinette replied. "Not then, not now." What she had was someone who was terrifying her. A shadow that seemed to follow her wherever she went. "I came here because I was hoping that one of your agents might be able to help me. That you could assign someone to follow-up and just SEE what's happening."

His gaze seemed to bore into her. She'd always felt like Adrien saw too deeply when he looked at her. But she couldn't look away. "The police won't help me. I was hoping that you could." Well, Marinette had just kissed her pride good-bye. When this much fear has been involved, there was no room for pride. She had secrets that she wasn't telling him, not yet. "Please, Adrien, I need you."

"You have me." Adrien said instantly. Her breath eased out of her mouth. "Thank you." Now you need to bring up the money issue. "Maybe we can-we can work out some kind of payment plan-"

"Screw the money." Adrien replied, rising out of his desk. He walked towards her. She tilted her head back as she looked at him. He reached for her hand and pulled her to her feet. At his touch-just that one touch- made everything they shared together come crawling back into her mind.

Heat flushed her cheeks as the memories tightened her body. That was the way it had always been between the two of them. One touch and- "It's still there." Adrien said as he tightened his hand. "And we'll be getting to that, soon enough." Those darks words sounded like a promise to Marinette, blushing slightly. "But right now, I want to find out what the hell is going on in your life."

So did she.

Penguin: And that's all for tonight! So, I have decided to update on Mondays and Fridays. So the next update is on Monday! And fair warning right now...there will be a lot of cliffhangers. A LOT.

BAIIIIIIII!