Ships In My Mlb Rewrite Au

Ships in my mlb rewrite au

(there will be polyamory, in case you don't know yet)

Marinette x Adrien

Marinette x Kagami

Marinette x Luka

Marinette x Zoé

Adrien x Nino

Adrien x Luka

Alya x Nino

Alya x Zoé

Chloé x Kagami

Chloé x Sabrina

Kagami x Aurore

Nathaniel x Marc

Juleka x Rose

Kim x Ondine

Ivan x Myléne

Aurore x Mireille

Miraculous Rewrite AU. Chapter 3: Stormyweather

(homophobia, autistic meltdown, implied ableism)

(stormyweather redesign inspired by @miraculous-metamorphosis and @wormzandgutz)

-You ready, love? – asks Mireille, opening the door and entering Aurore's dressing room.

-Almost. – she sighs, irritated, closing the makeup kit. – Honestly, why do they want to do this poll? It was already decided that they liked us equally, that's why we present the program together!

-I don't know, it must be something to increase the audience or something. But everything will be fine, our contracts do not allow for a dismissal like that, so out of the blue, for no reason at all. Let's go?

-Let's go. – and smiled at her girlfriend, holding her hand for a brief moment before they went to the set where the program would be broadcast live.

-Welcome back, viewers!! – Alec exclaims, and Aurore has to stop herself from rolling her eyes. God, how she hates that man's voice when he is on TV. – As we said in the last block, you will vote for your favorite weather girl on our channel: Aurore Beaureal or Mireille Caquet, and also for the one you want to stay on the program!

What?

They both look at each other, eyes wide, having no idea how to react or what to do in this situation. They can't ask Alec, what the fuck? Nor can they stop the program or the vote from taking place. If they do anything, they will be fired. Which isn't much, since one of the two is apparently going to be fired anyway.

They can't do anything. After all, they are just weather girls.

–

As soon as the broadcast ends, along with her promise of a good future in her career in meteorology, Aurore goes to Alec and hits him on the knees with her cane. Marching angrily to the elevator, she waits for the door to close behind her, with Mireille trying to catch up to her from the hallway, so she can scream in fury.

She isn't mad at Mireille, she would never be mad at her because of that. She is mad with that shitty presenter who worked for the shitty enforcers of this shitty network.

When she arrives at her building, all she wants to do is get to her apartment, lie in bed and cry in frustration. And then the elevator stops and the lights go out.

-AH, FUCK YOU! – she exclaims, sitting on the floor, boilling in anger. Feeling her cell phone vibrate, she takes it out of her dress pocket and sees that it's Mireille. She answers, her voice defeated. – …hi, Mimi…

-Aurore, I heard one of the executives talking to an investor, from what I understand, they did all this shit because we are publicly dating and this investor threatened to stop the sponsorship because of that.

Aurore's blood boils. Is that why they destroyed her future? Because of some old, homophobic, jealous piece of shit who couldn't stand her and her girlfriend being happy?

She fees her breathing quicken, fury rising in her chest. She can't hear what Mireille says, and only stops when she sees it.

-What the fuck is that? – she murmurs, taking the umbrella in her hand to try to ward it off. It looks like a big, black insect, but

Suddenly, Aurore remembers what happened a week ago, above the Eiffel Tower. That horrible face made of black butterflies.

Horrified, she tries to swing the umbrella to hit the insect or at least make it go away, but it is in vain. That blackness merges with the umbrella, blurring Aurore's mind.

-Love? Aurora? – Mireille mutters, in panic. She hears something she can't understand, then hears a name she started to fear a week ago: “Hawk Moth.” – Shit. No no no no.

She realizes she needs to do something. In panic, the girl almost flies to an empty studio. She needs a camera that can broadcast to the entire city.

-

-Girl, did I tell you that your outfit is really cute?

Marinette fees her cheeks warming up and a slight smile appearing on her lips. She is very happy that Alya noticed the outfit she thought of for the day, as it is one of her favorites, particularly. Even though it is simple, they find it adorable: it is a sailor school uniform, like the ones in anime, black with green details complemented by a black belt with green details and a bow on top of her head, her hair arranged in a small braid at her back.

-Ah, thank you very much… you also look very beautiful!

-Oh, do you think so? Thanks!

Alya really looks beautiful, simple and gorgeous, with a white sweatshirt, a short black skirt and a headband of the same tone holding back her curly hair.

For the last week, after the whole thing with Stoneheart, Marinette has been looking like a nervous wreck, thinking that an akuma would appear at any moment, and in fact it could happen, but she really needed to relax. It was actually a good idea to invite Alya to spend some time there on Sunday, as she, despite being very electric, brings peace to their heart.

Unfortunately, this tranquility soon evaporates, as the TV broadcast is “hacked” by someone, with the image suddenly changing and showing… Mireille, one of the girls at her school who is Alya's friend and also the weather girl, looking like about to have an anxiety attack…?

-LADYBUG, CHAT NOIR! – she shouts, her eyes filled with despair. – THERE IS AN AKUMA IN PARIS! I don't know where she is, or what she looks like, or what powers she has, but I know she's coming here, to the broadcaster!! Please come quickly before something very, very bad happens!!

Fuck.

What was she going to do? What was she going to do? She couldn't reveal her identity to Alya like that, but she also couldn't go away out of the blue without any explanation! Only if…

-I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM! – she suddenly exclaims, getting up and running over there. She locks the door from the inside and exclaims, in her best possible voice: – Oh, no!! I think I got stuck!! Alya, can you try to find the spare bathroom key in my room?! Unfortunately, I don't remember where I left it!!

And, knowing full well that that key doesn't exist, she transforms into Ladybug and leaves through the window.

–

She and Chat Noir meet at the top of the building.

-How are you doing, my lady?

-Hi, Chat. Let's try to do it quickly this time, okay?

-What's the rush, Ladybug? The akuma hasn't even gotten here yet.

-I think it's Aurore Beaureal.

-How do you know?

-Intuition. Anyway, I have some things to do, so let's do it quickly.

-You really don't like this?

-Do you like?

-To be honest, one of the reasons I accepted was so I could decide something about my own life and act like myself for at least a part of the day.

-…that…is very sad, but we need to talk about it later.

-…are you really okay, Mari?

-Don't call me that when I'm Ladybug!!

-I'm sorry, but did something happen? You seem really nervous.

-It's nothing!! I just want to finish as quickly as possible!! – he's so fucking annoying, can't he see that she just wants to do it quickly and be left alone?!

-…I'm sorry, Ladybug.

He looks a little upset. Shit, she fucked up, didn't she? She didn't know how to socialize outside of her trusted circle, and now, because of that, she hurt Chat Noir. Before he can even apologize, the two hear a loud bang below and see the studio door flying away, pushed by strong winds.

-Fuck. She is here.

They immediately start going down the stairs, nervousness seeming to speed up her heart more and more, and stop on the top floor, where the station's owners work, prepared for when she appears in the elevator.

Well, she shows up. It is just a little scary.

She was definitely Aurore, just a much darker version of the girl. Her pigtails were transformed into lightning bolts, constantly changing in a crazy zigzag. The skirt was made of dark clouds, occasionally releasing small storms at her feet, which floated, never touching the ground. Her skin was gray, her ears were pointed, and her eyes were completely white. She wore a dark leather coat open, revealing an outfit tailored like a rag doll's, black and white striped tights and black pointy flats.

Ladybug swallows. She knows Aurore. Maybe she can talk to her.

-Aurore.

-Stormyweather. – the voice, despite still being hers, sounds like thunder. However, it is also cold, completely different from her usual expressive tone.

-Mireille called us to help you.

-You'll help me if you get out of my way and let me destroy this bastard.

-He's not here anymore.

-Then, I destroy the tower. It will be enough.

There is no way to talk to her, Ladybug realizes and understands this. She makes a slight sign with her hands. Chat Noir sees it and attacks.

As soon as she sees him coming towards her, Stormyweather creates a gale so strong that it pushes them back and destroys the lamps in the corridor, leaving them in the dark.

-Where is she?! Where?!! – Ladybug screams, her voice bordering on despair, only increasing when she feels a fast wind passing by her.

-Calm down, I have night vision!! I'll take you!! – Chat Noir then grabbs her arm and starts running.

She hates it.

They hate that with their entire being, feeling the two bodies rubbing together painfully, feeling everything heightened.

Please no, please no… I can't deal with this right now…

-Go quickly!! – she exclaims, trying to hold back the pain. – What if the military arrives, like that time?! They will kill her!!

-They won't!! We will arrive first!! They know that only we can fix everything!!

-Still, what if they arrive?! What if… – she is interrupted when he opens the door.

She hated being in the dark, with her hand being grabbed and being dragged to places she didn't know. It was almost painful, almost too much. But it gets much, much worse when they get back to the roof.

Stormyweather created a real storm, almost a hurricane, above the building. There is lightning and thunder and wind and sounds of wind and cold and heat and ice and rain and light and bangs and things touching and it is all way too much.

She starts blinking uncontrollably. Involuntarily, their feet go further and further back, seeking refuge on that staircase. Her eyes begin to fill with tears, and she feels a scream threatening to escape her throat. Desperately trying to protect herself from the sensations, protect herself from everything, she crouches on the stairs, starting to rock, back and forth, and slams her hands against her ears and screams and tries to just stop feeling.

-…! Ladybug!!

Chat Noir tries to grab her hands in panic, but this only makes Ladybug scream even more, tears escaping from her squeezed tight eyes and her feet hitting the stone floor.

What should he do?! What is that?! Why is this happening?! How should he act?! He is starting to panic, until something falls in front of him.

A towel.

Even in that state, she called lucky charm. She trusts him. She knows she can't fight Stormyweather, so she trusts him to do it.

He will.

He, not knowing if he should interfere, carefully closes the door behind him, returning to the collapsing ceiling with the towel in his hands.

-I will take care of everything, my lady. Do not worry. – he murmurs, perhaps to her, perhaps to himself.

Chat Noir quickly realizes that he doesn't have the same ability to create complex (and somewhat insane) plans as Ladybug, so he decides to do everything in a… simpler way, let's say.

By climbing onto an almost collapsing billboard, running over it towards Stormyweather, jumping on top of her and using the towel to cling to her and have an opening to cataclysm the umbrella in her hands.

Of course, he panicks slightly when the two started to fall, but he manages to use one of his crutches to stabilize his descent and hold Aurore (who is screaming a lot) with his other arm.

-C-Chat Noir? – she murmurs, shaking a little. - What happened?

-Don't worry, we've already solved everything. Can you wait a little here? I'll be right back.

-Ok…?

Chat Noir heads to the stairs, gently opening them and asking in a whisper:

-My lady?

-Hmm? – Ladybug replies, raising her head.

-How are you?

She does not answer.

-Could you call the miraculous ladybug, please? Then I'll take you home.

She holds out her hand and he throws the towel to her. She throws the towel up again, and the object turns into a billion ladybugs.

-Do you want help getting up?

She shakes her head and goes to him, her body curled up, as if protecting herself from something, and they both return to the roof. To his surprise, from the newly repaired elevator, Mireille appeared, and is now talking to Aurore.

-… cyan dress with white cloud pattern on the skirt, baby blue flats…

-Hmm? – Chat Noir's attention turns to Ladybug, who is whispering to herself. Then, he notices that she is describing Aurore and Mireille's clothes.

-Tea green sweater, skirt in the same tone with a white lightning pattern, gray tights, white ankle boots, sun pendant around the neck…

Realizing that she must be doing this to self-regulate in some way, they leave, with her hugging him and clinging to him.

–

-Aurore!!

The girl is startled when she hears her own name, and, as she turns towards the repaired elevator, she mutters:

-Mireille?

-Are you okay?! My god, I thought something really bad was going to happen!!

-I… don't remember… what… – suddenly, a flash of memory. – That son of a bitch took advantage of me and turned me into something?!

-…yeah… at least you looked prettier than that first guy. Anyway, let's leave soon, I resigned.

-What?! Mimi, no!! Why?! Just because of me?! You shouldn't have done that!!!

-Love, listen to me: firstly, I would never work for a broadcaster like that if I knew that shit, and I know you wouldn't either. Secondly, I was already going to be fired after taking that camera and breaking into the broadcast out of nowhere without anyone knowing.

-…ah…

-Do you want to go get ice cream to calm down a little?

-I want to, but… can you carry me? I left my cane in the elevator of my building… which is broken…

-Of course, sweetheart.

–

As soon as they land on the roof, Ladybug mutters:

-…sorry.

-Why?

-For that thing. For letting you down.

-Why apologize? You were clearly not well. I took care of the situation myself and it wasn't a problem, and if you're about to have it happen again, just let me know. But… can I ask a question?

-Course.

-What happened?

-Hm… I didn't want to say that so as not to change anything between us, but now there's no way I can do that… I'm autistic, and at the time I was so stressed about things and anxious and there ended up being too much around me, and that happened… it's called meltdown…

-Why didn't you want to talk? It wouldn't change anything.

-Wait, seriously?

-Yeah. You are my friend and even though I don't understand much about it, I will try my best to help me, you just need to let me know. Also, don't we have other autistic classmates, if I'm not mistaken? I would be a fucking asshole if I treated you differently because of this.

-…thanks. You are the best.

-Don't exaggerate, come on.

-At least the best partner.

-We only work together for a week.

-Stop contradicting me. – Chat Noir turns to go. – Hey, wait!

-What happened, Buggaboo?

-Stop that. You said a bad word, I'm proud of you.

-I learned from the best. – and smiles as he leaves.

Ladybug, using her poor climbing skills, manages to hang from the wall of the building to the bathroom window, entering, detransforming and exclaiming, upon opening the door:

-Oh dear!! The door unlocked by itself! It's a miracle!!

–

Alya strokes Marinette's hair while she naps on his lap and watches TV, until her cell phone rings loudly (and even then, Marinette doesn't wake up) and she answers:

-Hello?

-Hi, Alya, it's Aurore.

-Ah, hi, Aurore! Is Mireille there with you?

-Yes she is!

-I'm sorry about what happened to you.

-It's okay, we're over it. Here, y'know that news blog of yours?

-Uh, yes, why?

-Does he perhaps need two presenters who hate TV channels a lot

-…Yes. – and a smile emerged on his lips.

-

That one was really quick, but I really liked how it turned out! I think it was a nice introduction to Ladynoir dynamic and also Aurore and Mireille (they'll have other appearances in the future). Next chapter is Dark Cupid, which means things are going to start to get really good!

seriously thinking of rewriting MLB

What's atomoromantic? Google does not come up with anything when I searched jt

Basically, it means the person only feels romantic attraction towards one person in their entire life.

Miraculous Rewrite AU, chapter 2: Stoneheart

(mentions of child abuse, trauma and actual consequences for akuma)

When Adrien wakes up, the sky is red.

He sits and looks around. The sun has practically disappeared completely, but there is still color in the sky.

In the distance, he sees the Eiffel Tower and the partially destroyed Montparnasse Tower.

Standing up, he moves a little closer to the edge and looks at the streets. There isn't a single person as far as he can see, the only cars driving around being police ones. The houses also seem to have no people inside, several with empty garages, others with their doors open, as if the residents had run out in panic. In the distance, he can hear something almost similar to an echo:

“Evacuation protocol. Public emergency. This is not training. All citizens, leave the city. Repeating, all citizens, leave the city. Evacuation protocol. Public emergency…”

Adrien turns to Marinette, who is still sleeping, and pokes her:

-Marinette. Marinette. Hey, Marinette.

-Hmm…? – she murmurs, rubbing her eyes. For a second, she looks at Adrien without understanding what's going on, and then quickly stands up. - Puta merda! Where is he?!

-From the trail of destruction and the direction where the police and press cars are heading, I think the champ des mars.

Marinette looks at him, a look of defeat on her face.

-I will give up.

-…you think you failed.

-I really did. We spent hours off and look at all the damage that has been done!

-…I can't deny that… it really seems like this isn't going to work… not with us…

-Stop.

They both look in the direction of the voice. Plagg and Tikki, in their human forms, glare at them.

-Is it serious that you are going to give up because you made mistakes?

-Our mistakes cost several people their lives!!

-Child, I'm sorry, but… you can't save everyone. Not when there's a crazy person out there taking advantage of other people's feelings to cause destruction. You have as much guilt as the person inside that stone armor, which is to say, none.

-You are trying to save and help people! Even if you fail, it will never be your fault, understand?!

-We never make mistakes when it's about connections. Even when the person didn't accept it, we knew we still had it. You can quit if you want. We can find other people. But know that you were chosen for a reason.

There is a moment of silence. Then, suddenly, Tikki's form disappears and Marinette transforms.

-Marinette? – Adrien murmurs.

-Ladybug, actually. – and turns to him. - I have an idea. And I need you as my partner.

Suddenly, seeing that look on her sparks something again in Adrien. Something that sparked earlier when Plagg revealed himself. Something that hadn't been lit for years, until that day. And that compelled him to rise up and transform.

-What's the plan?

-I need four very long ropes, this inflatable mattress here – and they took the previously invoked talisman. – my yo-yo, the Eiffel Tower, your cataclysm and… sorry about that… your willingness to be caught in the hand of that thing.

-…I like your way of thinking, my lady. – and gave her a Cheshire smile.

-My lady?

-Yes.

-Stop that.

-What about Buggaboo?

-I'm going to punch you. Let's go. Are you in or not?

-Ladybug… I promise that I'm always in with your plans! – and gives her a thumbs up.

-…thanks. Now, let's get this shit done.

–

When the weapons are turned towards them, they both expected it. This way, they are faster, following a zigzag pattern until they are in a part of the Eiffel Tower out of the reach of the bullets. It is at that moment that Heart of Stone approaches, but, just as they are about to put the plan into action, the villain opens his mouth and a thousand black butterflies come out of it, gather on top of the Eiffel Tower and form a giant face.

-…was that in your plan? – mutters Chat.

-…no.

Things only get worse when a press helicopter approaches the giant head and it spoke.

-People of Paris, I am Hawk Moth.

-Hawk Moth? – they both murmur, still kinda schocked with the whole "butterfly-made talking head" thing.

-I'll only make this stop if you bring me the ladybug and cat miraculous. You two must turn yourself in, as you have already caused too much damage to this city.

-AH, VAI TOMAR NO CU!!!

Everyone's eyes – Hawk Moth's, Stoneheart's, Chat Noir's, the military's, the press', everyone who left's and everyone who stayed in Paris' – turn to the girl dressed as a ladybug in the center of the Eiffel Tower.

-DON’T TRY TO PRETEND TO BE INNOCENT!! YOU ARE THE ONE WHO CAUSED ALL THIS LÄ SHÎ!! YOU SENT THE AKUMA TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF AN INNOCENT PERSON SUFFERING AND CONTROL HIM TO BE A VILLAIN, AND IT'S OBVIOUSLY YOU THE ONE RESPONSIBLE FOR EVERYTHING BAD THAT'S HAPPENING, FOR THE PEOPLE WHO GET HURT, AND FOR THOSE WHO DIED! IF THERE'S ONE THING I HATE IT'S A PIECE OF SHIT LIKE YOU ACTING LIKE YOU'RE INNOCENT! I AM LADYBUG AND MY PARTNER IS CHAT NOIR, THE NAMES OF THE PEOPLE WHO WILL MAKE YOU CAGAR NA CALÇA!! GO, GET OUT OF HERE, AND STOP DISTURBING MY PLAN!! SHOO, SHOO, SHOO!!!

With this last sentence, she throws the yo-yo towards the head, dispersing the butterflies and pulling the weapon back to herself.

-How rude! Let's get this over with, Stoneheart is already coming here! – Ladybug exclaims, making a slight pout and turning to Chat Noir. – Get up there, and do as we agreed!!

-Okay… okay… – he says, without realizing that, beneath the mask, there is a slight blush over his freckles.

As Ladybug said, Stoneheart starts climbing the Eiffel Tower, going after them, and Chat Noir hits him with his crutches to draw his attention. Both begin a chase up the tower, meanwhile, Ladybug ties the ropes to the ends of the inflated mattress and then ties the other ends to the string of her yo-yo, forming a complex geometric pattern of a string as she crosses it between the pillars of the Eiffel Tower.

As soon as he reaches the top, just before the villain does, Chat Noir activates his cataclysm (being very careful this time not to touch the wrong place) and destroys the tip of the tower. He quickly descends, jumping towards Stoneheart, who, surprised, grabs him, but also opens his left hand so that he can grab the part of the tower that falls over him.

With that, a small blackened paper ball falls down the tower, with Ladybug catching it in her hands and… well, there's no other way to put it. She tears apart the paper with her teeth.

A small butterfly emerges from the torn object. Initially dark, it almost immediately turns white, flying away. Black smoke surrounds the figure of Stoneheart, and Ladybug sees Ivan, falling through the bars of the Eiffel Tower.

Alarmed, she prays that her plan works, and is relieved to see her friend falling onto the mattress firmly tied to the string of their yo-yo. Just as planned, Chat Noir quickly descends the tower, sliding on his crutches. Ladybug already has the ropes that hold the mattress together in her hands, as if it were a little bundle. She asks:

-Are you ready?

-Yes, but they're going to come after us… and after him. – He points to the military forces and the police, who are getting closer and closer to the base of the tower.

-…Merda.

-Don't worry, I'll solve this.

-How?

-Just follow the plan and hold on to me, and it will be fine.

-…okay, I'll trust you.

-Hey! Dude! Hold on there!!

Ladybug, just as they agreed, hugs him, holding him tight, and Ivan, without understanding anything of what is happening, clings to the mattress.

Chat Noir feels something inside him, almost like an itch. Something that compels him. Something that somehow makes him sure of what to do.

Something similar to a black hole.

Ladybug, Ivan and a few others scream as a huge ball of darkness envelops them. They can't see anything inside, there's an absolute lack of light around them. Taking advantage of the gap, Chat Noir uses his crutches to get out of there quickly, then returning to the area of ​​light and out of sight of the army. He doesn't stop until they reach a safe location, close to the school where it all started.

-…what was that? – Ladybug asks, her knees still shaking slightly.

-I… I don't know, I think I unlocked my other power? I just… thought about a black hole and out of nowhere, all the light disappeared… it must work like that. Kind of.

-Ah… – she turns to Ivan. – I… I mean, dude, are you okay?

-Hm… I think so, but… – he murmurs, looking at the floor. - …what happened? I can't remember…

-Oh… what's the last thing you recall?

-I… I received a call… about my mother and then… I had an anxiety attack, and… I only remember until that part.

-Hm… okay, ok, it's… sorry, I really don't know how to tell you this…

-We are heroes. – says Chat. – Okay, I think you already got that, but we showed up here in the city to fight a villain, called Hawk Moth. From what we know, he takes people's negative emotions and uses this to control them and turn them into villains. I'm… I'm really sorry that he did this to you.

Ivan seems to take a few seconds to process the information, and then his face changes. First, he appears to remember something. Then shock crosses his face. Finally, an expression of despair takes over him and he lowers his head, burying it in his hands.

-Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. – calls Ladybug, trying to get his attention. – It wasn't your fault. You didn't do anything wrong, Hawk Moth is the only one to blame.

-But I… I… still… I… – his hands are shaking. – I saw… the damage, on the way… I did this… I… I can't fix this… everyone will know… that I was the monster who did this…

-You are not a monster. I don't know what you're going through, but I'm absolutely sure that you're not a monster. The only monster is Hawk Moth. Plus, we can fix everything, or at least a good part of it.

-…h-how?

She then takes the air mattress, deflates it, throws it up in the air and it turns into a billion ladybugs.

As if that weren't enough, the ladybugs spread and, wherever they go, structures are reassembled and injured people are healed. Not everything can be repaired, the few people who died do not return, but the repair is so impressive that it astounds everyone in the city and beyond.

-I call it Miraculous Ladybug. From what I understand, it quickly fixes everything that can be repaired by human hands.

-…that…is very impressive…

-Listen, we need to leave now. Will you be fine?

-…I think… so… – Ivan muttered.

-Are you sure? – he nodds. - Alright then. Take care of yourself.

The two heroes move away, climbing onto the roof of Marinette's house, close to where they left Ivan.

-I live here… – she yawns. – I'm going to go in and sleep while I wait for my parents, then I'll make up some excuse that I hid and went home and they were not here…

-Okay, I'll meet you tomorrow.

-Bye.

-Bye. -Wait! – and raised their fist. - Fist bump? He smiles, tired but happy, and touches his fist with hers. -Fist bump. And he leaves.

–

The next day, people are allowed to return to the city, but at school, it's possible to see that some are still hesitant to leave home, due to the absence of some students. Even before class starts, it is possible to feel the tension among the students, not only because of the situation itself, but also because it all started at that school.

Marinette arrives a little later than usual, but never actually late, and is faced with a crowd of reporters in front of the school. Before they can ask themself what is happening, they see the journalists walking away because of a red-haired figure. One she only met yesterday, but whose face is etched in her memory.

Her literature teacher and responsible for the class this year, Professor Bustier. And she looks like she's about to hit the reporters.

-IF I SEE ANY OF YOU AROUND HERE AGAIN OR OUTSIDE SCHOOL HARASSING A STUDENT, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CALL THE POLICE! SHOO, SHOO! GET OUT OF HERE!

Looking very reluctant, the reporters begin to walk away, and, turning to Ivan, the teacher asks:

-Ivan, are you okay?

He nods slightly and murmurs:

-…thanks.

-You don't need to thank me. Now, go inside, it won't be long until class starts.

He nods and starts to go inside, turning around a little later when he feels someone poking him. At first, he doesn't see who it is, until he looks down at Marinette.

-Ah. Hi, Mari.

-Hey. How are you?

-…I don't know.

-…you know it's not your fault, right?

-…I was told, but it's hard to believe.

-If you need to talk to someone, I'm here. Always.

-I know. You always have been. Thanks.

He walks away. Marinette sighs. She had never been the best at cheering people up, especially now when something nearly impossible had just occurred.

-

Today was probably the day Ivan spoke the least in his entire life, and it's not a small competition. When someone asked him something, he simply didn't answer and walked away. Last night, he dreamed about what happened. It was strange and confusing, many things were practically incomprehensible, but there was one thing he managed to remember very well.

When he appeared in the courtyard, many students looked at him in terror. And she was there.

Myléne.

He knew her struggles with fear. He knew how much she had severe anxiety that stopped her from doing many things. He knew how terrified she was in unfamiliar situations.

And he destroyed a wall in front of her while transformed into a giant stone monster.

She would never look him in the face again. And he didn't blame her for that, such was his certainty in his own guilt.

Well, at least, that's what he thought until she came after him in the middle of recess in the school's newly repaired basement (thanks to a bunch of magical ladybugs).

-Hey.

-…hey.

-Wanna talk?

-…you wanna?

-Of course, why wouldn't I want to?

-…it's just… yesterday… what happened…

-I wanted to talk about it, actually.

-…

-That heroine, Ladybug, said that Hawk Moth creates villains out of people's suffering.

-…did she… say that? I don't remember exactly.

-Yes, she did… how are you? Really.

-…really?

-Uhm.

-…scared.

-Something in specific?

-I think… scared of myself. – he swallows hard. – I was always afraid of hurting other people. Everyone was always afraid of me, so… I guess I started to be afraid of myself because of it? I think so. I think I always felt guilty about things I didn't do but could have done that made others fearful when they thought about me. Besides… there are… some things going on at home…

-You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to.

-No, it's okay, I… – and swallows. – …my mother is not very good. I think… you already knew that. Yesterday, my neighbor called to tell me about something, and I was scared to go home, I had an anxiety attack and it ended up… happening… that…

-…I'm sorry that bastard used that against you. Yesterday, I wanted to tell you something, but all this mess happened and I couldn't… but… do you remember when you gave me that botton? You know, your favorite band's?

-I do, but why…?

-So, I… wanted to give you something of mine too, even more so after all this… here. – and, feeling her face heat up, she hands him something, pushing the small object into his closed hand.

Ivan opens his hand, without understanding, and feels his heart speed up and his face redden when he sees the small ring. It's handmade, carved from wood, and has a small pink paper flower glued on top.

-I… wanted… to tell you that you are very special to me and that I'm very happy that we became friends in sixth grade… and that I think I love you very much… and that… that… – she swallows and exclaims: – I WANT TO DATE YOU, DO YOU WANT TO DATE ME?!

-…Yes…

-W-what?!

-YES!! B-but… you… really didn't give up on it after yesterday?! B-because I would completely understand and…

-NO, YOU IDIOT!! – and immediately covered their mouth with their hands, in panic. - Sorry!!! Sorry, that was mean!! But that whole thing wasn't your fault, it never will be!!! And it changes in nothing how I feel about you, we can get through all this together, okay?! Let's… let's learn to deal with all these changes, which are really scary, together!!!

-…ok… I… can I hug you?

-Of course you can.

He hugged her gently, relieving himself of everything he had been feeling for a long, long time.

You don't have to act like you have a heart made of stone.

-I love you.

-I love you too.

-

Adrien and Marinette end up being the last ones to leave, at the end of class. Interestingly, as soon as they leave, it starts to rain.

-…oh.

-I have an umbrella. Do you want it?

-Oh? Oh no, you don't need to!!

-It's alright, no problem. I can buy another one, anyway.

-Ah, okay, then…

When Marinette takes the umbrella in her hands, however, it closes over them, trapping the two together.

-Ouch!

-Wait, let me try to open it!

-No, calm down!

-How do you do it?!

-Can you just press the button again?!

-I don't know, let me try!!

Fortunately, they soon manage to get out from under the umbrella. Suddenly, to Marinette's surprise, Adrien begins to have a fit of laughter.

In fact, it also makes her laugh a little. And the way his face, previously looking so expressionless, suddenly got bright, made her happy.

-I… – Adrien takes a deep breath to calm down, but continues smiling at her. – …I have to go, my best friend must be waiting.

-The… girl you entered the classroom with?

-Yeah. Chloé. She is like my sister. In fact, I think she's my only friend until yesterday, when Nino offered to be my friend too.

That was definitely like Nino.

-I can also be your friend.

-Really?

-Yeah. We're going to be superhero partners, so I think we kind of need to get along, right?

-OK. You're cool, I would like having you as a friend.

-Same.

-I'll see you tomorrow, my lady.

-Ha, ha, very funny. You are never stopping that?

-Never. – and sticks out his tongue at her, who reciprocate as Adrien walks away.

That umbrella somehow felt perfect in their hands. It was almost as if she couldn't let go of it anymore.

-

And chapter 2 is out! I'm trying to give some spotlight and kind of dive into all the teens, so I decided to make this one about Ivan and kind of about Myléne too, do you like it? Also, umbrella scene is here! Although, not how you may expect it...

Translation to Marinette swearing:

Lä shî - from what I could find, this is chinese for "shit". Correct me if I'm wrong.

Puta merda - holy shit in portuguese

Vai tomar no cu - go suck your own ass

Cagar na calça - shit your pants

Merda - shit

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