Yes guys, I am alive and done with my excuses and writer's block!

My vision's cured long since(I got glasses! :D) and now I'm ready to write again.

I thank all of you who told me to update, I finally got around to it! Up next I'm guessing you can figure out who perspective the song lyrics are from. It's another Adele song, because why not? Feel free to suggest more.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything other than my plot. This is for entertainment purposes only, the actual show and the song belong to their rightful owners.

The scars of your love remind me of us
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling

We could have had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat

Song: Rolling In The Deep, Adele

Marinette was on cloud nine. The blue eyed teen found her mind jumbled into a ball of tangled memories that all lead up to today. She rested on her back, finding solace in the comfortableness of her pink bed as she tried to get herself together. She still had doubts that what had happened was real. The feeling that she needed reassurance that he, Adrien Agreste, the boy she had been pining at for about two years, was Chat Noir, kept coming at her stronger with every silent, passing second.

She stared up at the skylight, admiring the glowing stars through the glass, hoping to distract herself with something. Night had come in the blink of an eye, and she was only now just realizing that the moon had risen from the depths of the dark blue night to make itself known in the sky, high up above. She smiled to herself, releasing a soft sigh.

She sat up knowing that she wasn't going to get any homework done tonight. So she called out to her little red friend who had been napping somewhere down below in the first floor of her room.

Tikki arrived in an instant, her dark blue eyes sparkling as Marinette handed the little demi-god a cookie she had retrieved from her purse. "Here you go Tikki, I hope you're up for patrolling today." Marinette said with a smile.

Tikki gave her charge a firm nod, "Of course Marinette! We never know when Paris needs us, but..." Tikki nervously nibbled the last bit of her cookie whilst Marinette raised an eyebrow. "But...?" Marinette tilted her head.

"You're not using patrol as an excuse to see him, right?" Tikki said.

"Of course not! I-I just.." Marinette trailed off. She really wasn't using it as an excuse to see him, in fact she wanted something quite the contrary."I feel kind of bad saying this, but, um..." Tikki gave her a puzzled look.

"Don't get me wrong!" Marinette began flailing her hands in front of her. "I love Chat- I mean Adrien- I mean- him! But I- feel like I've had enough of my dose of cheesy high school romance than I'll ever need in my life! All these feelings are overwhelming me, well, he's overwhelming me." she said truthfully.

Marinette had come to the conclusion that she did love Adrien back. Loving both sides of him fully might take a little while, but she knew she could get there. After all he was simply the best lover and all that she had hoped to have in a partner, and even bestfriend. But something Nathanael had said earlier that day had got her thinking. It sent her thoughts straight to the hell part of her mind where all the feelings of doubt and insecurities stayed awake. And that single comment had caused it. What if Adrien was infatuated with her?

"You're overwhelmed?" Tikki floated up to eye level. "But that's normal Marinette. There's nothing wrong with it. You've been overwhelmed by everything involving Adrien Agreste up until now, I don't understand why it bothers you now."

Marinette sighed. "You're right on that note, but I now realize that this crush I have is starting to become something more. However, Adrien is just barely entering his crush on me, as Marinette so-" "He's going to go through the same phase of being obsessed with you that you did with him." Tikki gave her a knowing look.

"And, I'm of course, okay with that. But I'm worried that this obsession will drive him insanely jealous because of Nathanael. We all know how I reacted with Lila. I don't want the same thing happening because of him." Marinette explained her worry.

"It might be a bit too late for that."

Marinette's eyes flew wide open as she looked up into the dark, cold, turquoise eyes of the Evillustrator as he calmly stared down at her from above, where what used to be the glass entrance to the balcony, and what is now a pixel-like hole on the roof created by his drawing pen. Tikki had long since flown to hide herself, hoping with every piece of her heart that the Evillustrator wouldn't hurt her charge.

"N-Nathanael." Marinette whispered his name softly, almost like it was a curse to say his name.

She dared not move a single inch or flinch in fear, all the experience from fighting evil taught her not to show fear in front of the enemy, she wouldn't give the Evillustrator the satisfaction. He noticed this and smiled, flashing rows of white teeth. "I'm glad you still know that I'm not here to hurt you. After all, i do love you." But I don't, Marinette smartly kept the thought to herself. She was not risking her well being over a snide comment.

She needed to transform and defeat him, along with Chat, in case the Evillustrator decided to harm innocent civilians. There goes her chance to patrol by herself to break herself free from all the drama. Just her luck. She's diving head first right into it again.

The Evillustrator outstretched a hand down towards her, "Come with me, my dear. Let's go on a little night outing." Like hell I want to go, Marinette bit back to herself bitterly. But against her thoughts she accepted his hand, only her heart and mind would remain loyal to Adrien for a while. She would handle this problem with the red head herself. She wasn't a damsel who needed constant saving from her knight in shining armor. Though she did appreciate her partner's help.

Tikki flew as fast as she could -through the streets, hidden by its looming shadows- to the Agreste mansion, surprisingly grateful Marinnet used to come by often as Ladybug to check in on Adrien. It was a bit stalkerish, as Tikki had called it. "It's not stalking! It's just watching over my prince." Marinette had said those many months ago, back at the peak of her obsession over the honey-blonde boy with a cute smile.

Please be home, please be home, Tikki thought as she came to a breathless stop in front of Adrien's room windows. Her eyes lit up in relief when the lights inside flickered on, as the blonde himself entered his room, seeming to be in a argument with his kwami. Probably about how much cheese Plagg has been consuming, Tikki thought with a small roll of her eyes before she remembered the urgent matter at hand.

She began tapping frantically at the window pane, causing both of the beings inside the room to stop mid-argument to turn and look at her. Plagg's eyes lit up in happiness at the sight of Tikki. Adrien gave her a bit of a confused look before he realized who she was and ran up to the window knowing that since Tikki wasn't with Marinette, something must be wrong. He opened the window and Tikki flew in. Before she could open her mouth to speak Plagg tackled her into a crushing hug. "Tikki! He exclaimed in joy. Adrien watched the pair in confusion.

Tikki smiled fondly at her friend before gently pushing him away. Her expression hardened and Adrien continued to stay silent, waiting to see what she had to say. "Um, hello, I'm Tikki, Ladybug's kwami." He nodded, cuing her to go on. His mind had gone straight to Marinette and he instantly worried if she was in danger. But not wanting to jump to conclusions and panic, Adrien decided it best to listen to what the red kwami had to say. "There's an akuma, and because I couldn't be seen, I was separated from Marinette. Nat- I mean, the akuma..took her." Tikki said wearily -not wanting to make matters worse by saying it was Nathanael- while expecting an angry outburst from the blonde. His eyes had widened, his worries had come true. Not even a split-second after, his expression sharpened, his anger swirling in green waves in the depths of his emerald eyes.

Tikki knew he was holding it all inside, also knowing he would instead use these emotions as a drive when in battle instead, but not so much that it would blind him from making intelligent decisions. You chose well, Master Fu, Tikki thought to herself. "Marinette, and maybe even Paris needs us, Plagg, transform me!"

Marinette didn't bat an eyelash at the Evillustrator's attempts at flirting. "I'll treat you not like a princess like that Chat Noir does, but like what you are! A queen!" I much prefer Princess, thank you very much. The way you say 'Queen' sounds like you're degrading yourself, and it's quite sad, Marinette thought to herself idly. "Oh, wow!...How, great." Marinette's voice was dripping with sarcasm that she couldn't help but spill. Thankfully, he didn't catch the hint. "I'm glad to see you're on board." he said with a wink. Marinette's eye twitched.

Currently the two of them where on the Eiffel Tower, surrounded by beautiful glowing creations the Evillustrator made with a swipe of his stylus. Marinette thought the scenery he had created was lovely and all, but she'd rather be spending it with someone else. She also knew, however, that even though as much as she wanted to tell him this, it was best not to. She had to wait for the perfect opportunity to snatch the pen from his grasp. But he kept it well away from her. Marinette gave a soft sigh as the Evillustrator continued to make bright little lantern orbs. "Marinette," he spoke up again, though this time, in a softer, dearing tone. "-look, I know you don't really want to be with me right now. In fact I bet you wish I was Adrien instead of me. Or Chat Noir, or whatever it is he wants to go by. And I bet you're also waiting for the perfect chance to steal my pen so that you could hand it over to him or Ladybug once they arrive. But, I just want you to know how I feel about you." Marinette stayed, quiet, listening politely.

The Evillustrator beamed at her for this, "I think you're a wonderful girl who has a heart of gold. I recognize your flaws but still love you even with them. I'd be fine if you were happy with someone who wasn't me too." his smile faded, and he gave a long sigh. "However, I don't want you getting hurt by that scoundrel. He's not loyal, I hope you know that-"

Marinette's face scrunched up into a huge frown, she couldn't stay quiet any longer. "You don't know our situation so don't say anything." she said, finding it hard to not yell as her fists clenched in anger as she stood up.

"He's playing you with another woman, I don't need to know anything else. I thought Adrien was a good guy. But he turns out to be that same Chat Noir who I didn't want you to be with." the Evillustrator said with a slight frown, he would not raise his voice at her. "Can't you see? I want you to be with someone who won't do that to you. How can you be okay with it?" he cried out.

"That's none of your business. Like I said, you don't know our situation, so stop assuming things!" Marinette exclaimed. "I get that you love me or whatever it is you feel about me, but my heart belongs to one man and on man only. And he. Is. Not. You."

The Evillustrator gave her a sad look, his heart clenched despite already knowing what she had said is true. His heart had kept on wishing, hoping for something that is probably a lost cause. Part of him won't give up, but the easily bruised part of his heart was giving in. It just needed one final push. And Hawkmoth knew this.

"You poor, poor, hopeless fool. You fell for a girl who didn't love you back. And who also never ever will."

Nathanael stood up with his fingers pulling harshly at his hair at the sides of his head, "Shut up! Shut up! I don't need you to remind me!" he said with tears threatening to spill over.

Marinette stood in a stance, prepared to fight him if Hawkmoth managed to take him over. "Hurt her. Hurt her! She played your heart! She's evil! Her pretty face spouts nothing but empty words! I bet she feels like laughing at you for how foolish you are! Hurt her, attract her no-good lover and steal his Miraculous! And steal Ladybug's!" "I will not hurt the one I love!" Nathanael cried out.

"Than I will do it for you."

Chat Noir sprinted across the rooftops of Paris, his determination to obliterate whatever evil there is was stronger than ever before. "Where are they?" Chat growled out, releasing his frustration on his silver staff as he clenched it within his right hand.

Tikki -who was safely tucked into one of his suit's pockets- popped her head out of the zipper. She gave him a worried glance, but it wasn't just for him but for Marinette as well. She was worried sick and hoped the Evillustrator still remembered that he loved Marinette and that he would never hurt her as Nathanael. "Um, Chat Noir, I didn't want to mention this earlier because I thought it might affect your better judgement, but..the person who was akumatized and captured Marinette is actually your love rival." Chat Noir snapped his head down at her, his expression showing a frown that wasn't meant for Tikki, but instead for the flame haired boy. "I see..." He clenched his jaw. "Well, I think it's a good thing you told me now, because now I have a feeling that tells me where he might have taken her.."

He began travelling at a frighting speed, searching for Marinette and Nathanael at every possible couple's hotspot in Paris. He turned around -catching his breath- and stared at the bright light emitting from the Eiffel tower. Of course, Adrien thought.

He jumped from rooftop to rooftop and eventually arrived at his destination.

Marinette dodged the Evillustrator's attacks with grace. Meanwhile, she kept trying to reach Nathanael. "Nathanael! I know you're in there somewhere, this isn't you! Whatever Hawkmoth told you is just his attempt at controlling you to use you for his own benefit! Please, remember who you are."

"Shut up! I'm sick and tired of your petty attempts at reaching the 'real' me! This is me! If you don't like this side of me either, you can rot in hell with your womanizing lover." the Evillustrator drew sharp daggers on his drawing tablet, his drawings came to life, and he pointed them at her, "Now you'll know what my heart feels!"

The daggers shot at Marinette. The raven haired teen threw herself to the ground -narrowly missing the attack- and rolled back up to a stance. She sighed, knowing that because of the current circumstances there was no other choice except doing the one thing that had to be done."You don't have to feel that way." She said softly in a husky tone as she drew near the shocked artist. The purple butterfly began to fade from over his eyes and he blinked slowly at her. "W-what?"

Marinette walked ever so slowly towards him with her eyes half lidded and a sly little smirk gracing her lips. "Like I said, you don't have to feel that way."

A red blush sported his purple cheeks. The Evillustrator shook his head and the purple butterfly over his eyes began glowing brightly again. "Like hell I'm going to fall for your tactics at seducing me!" Marinette spotted a dark figure climbing up the rails towards them from down below. Please forgive me.

"Oh, Nathanael," she took a risky step towards him, leaning her face towards his, watching as the purple butterfly faded away at last. "I'm sure you know, you already have." she grabbed the sides of his face pulled him in and-

BANG

The Evillustrator fell backwards with his head spinning from the hit Marinette gave him with her forehead, effectively knocking him out. She huffed and clapped her hands, dusting them off.

Chat Noir arrived at the scene with his eyes wide. "My Lady! Oh thank goodness you're alright!" He ran up to her and spun her around in the air with glee. She smiled fondly and wrapped her arms around him, letting her hands reach up his back to lace her fingers through his hair. He drank in her delightfully sweet scent before she leaned back and beamed at him. "I'm still right here!" Tikki squeaked out in alarm.

The pair separated with a nervous chuckle. "I'm sorry Tikki!" Marinette gave the kwami an apologetic look. "We should probably take care of this akume, hopefully for the last time." Marinette held up the drawing pen. "Most definitely, just say the words Marinette." Tikki smiled. "Tikki, spots on!"

My story is so cheesy, but I love it. I want to develop more plot in it, so any help you guys give me will surely help develop it.

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