NOTE: Hey guys! I'm back with what you've all been waiting for~ The sequel to Dare Night! Woo hoo!

Now, I just want to state, again, there will be no Hawk Moth, or akumas in this story. This is purely just Adrien and Marinette in their regular lives dealing with regular problems.

Also, I may not upload as fast with this story just because I'm working out a few scenarios. I've come up with my ideas, but I'm not quite sure as to which direction I should take. As it is now, there will be twelve chapters to the story, but that may be subject to change.

AND, if you haven't checked out the prequel - Dare Night, then maybe you should! I'd say you don't have to read it to understand what's going on here, but I think you will enjoy it more if you do.

AND, one last thing, this 'Dare Night' is a bit different, so there are more things going on rather than the interactions between Adrien and Marinette. There will be more interactions with the classmates around them. It will be further explained in the next chapter.

As for now, enjoy chapter one!

Dare Night v2.0

Genres: Romance & Friendship

Disclaimer: I don't own Miraculous LadyBug.

Pairings: Adrinette

Chapter One: One Week Later

Marinette Dupain-Cheng

Chloe's endless yapping filled the classroom with despair. Marinette sat back in her seat with her arms crossed and her fingers repeatedly tapping against her upper arm. She rolled her eyes, listening to Chloe go on and on about how she was going to become a model, just like her sister. That wasn't even the most irritating part. The stuck up blonde, in the middle of her presentation had to pull Adrien away from his seat and cling onto one of his arms while telling the whole class they were going to be the king and queen of the modeling empire. That surely set the rage aflame deep inside of Marinette.

It's been exactly one week since Kirsten's traumatizing, and thankfully last gathering of Dare Night. After the now memorable winter float incident, Marinette was positive that Kirsten was going to become another akumatized villain. Her weekend was filled with sleepless nights, her mind pondering over what kind of villain Kirsten would become. Kirsten was already terrible. She couldn't imagine her becoming more terrible than she already was. Marinette was wrong though. Kirsten didn't produce enough negative energy to fall under Hawk Moth's control.

On Tuesday, Marinette was asked, as LadyBug, to escort Kirsten to the airport with Chat Noir for protection. She couldn't believe that her superhero abilities had to amount to escorting a diva princess to the airport. As she stood beside Kirsten's private jet, she witnessed Kirsten praise Chloe for her conniving ways. She exclaimed her proudness, and even deemed Chloe worthy of hanging out with her and her model friends some time in the future. She even told Chloe that she would set up a modeling gig for her in the summer. AND, she told her to bring Adrien too!

Marinette found the whole thing absolutely revolting. These two girls always got their way just because their father was the mayor of Paris. On the bright side, one of them was now leaving, and wouldn't return for another year.

The impatient bluenette tilted her head to the right with her sight burying deep into Alya's cheek in an attempt to get her attention. After a couple of seconds, Alya turned her own head, sharing the same irritated facial expression as hers.

"Can she just shut up already?" Alya whispered.

"Excuse me, Alya." Chloe called out with a snarky tone. Marinette turned her attention to the miniature diva, waiting for her to make one of her million rude remarks. "Do you have a problem with the successful life I'm going to live? I know you're jealous because you won't be anywhere near successful as I will be."

Alya puffed her cheeks out in anger before bolting straight up from her seat. "I don't plan on being a model."

"Duh." Chloe rolled her eyes. "You're not pretty."

"You little…"

Ringg! Ringg!

Chloe stared at Alya with a smirk spread across her face. She and Adrien then returned to their seats to gather their books as Ms. Bustier announced the continuation of their presentations the following week.

Marinette sighed while taking her own leave from her seat. She grabbed onto her notebooks before stuffing them into her purse. It was great to have Kirsten gone, but the second she praised Chloe for fiendish her ways; Chloe took it as an invitation to act just as bitter as Kirsten. After all, as Chloe stated in her presentation – "I have to continue on with my sister's legacy of keeping Paris under my control. Dare Night was her own event though. I'm going to have to think of something much better than that."

"It's a presentation about what you want to do with your future," said Alya while stuffing her own books into her own bag. "Not your life story, and why you're better than everyone else."

"I know," Marinette said, reaching for her pencil case. "I don't get why Ms. Bustier didn't just stop her when she started to go off topic. Talking about what shoes you're going to wear next week isn't important."

"I can only wear a pair of shoes once or else I will no longer be fashion forward," Marinette and Alya mocked in sync before bursting out into a fit of laughter. They were lucky the queen bee herself left the room before witnessing the two joke about her ridiculous lifestyle. If she heard them, they'd be stuck in the room for another half hour listening to Chloe ridicule them about their poor choice of fashion.

Marinette continued to laugh, to the point where she let out a snort. Startled, the bluenette covered her mouth with the palm of her hand causing Alya to laugh much harder. This was one of the first times where she snorted, and it wasn't even that funny. She hoped Adrien didn't hear it. He was standing just a foot away from her, gathering his own books.

The flustered bluenette cleared her throat before grabbing her pencil case to shove into her purse with the rest of her supplies. As she lifted the case, and pulled her arm back, Marinette hadn't noticed that she forgot to zip the darn thing. Her writing utensils spilled out and fell to the floor, rolling about the vicinity of the classroom.

"Of course this would happen to me," Marinette muttered before getting on her knees to collect her belongings.

"Here, let me help you."

Marinette glanced up, her eyes resting upon his bright green eyes. She held her breath as she watched the honey blonde get on his knees, collecting all of her pens and pencils.

It's been a week since they kissed... twice.

Marinette was so eager to see him on Monday, but she was too shy to say a thing to him. For the whole week, the two just nodded at one another and exchanged greetings before going their separate ways. Marinette knew she couldn't bring herself to talk to him because of how the night ended. She actually had the courage to kiss him back after he kissed her in the photo booth. She just didn't know how to converse with him, but she didn't know why Adrien wasn't talking to her either. Did her kissing him scare him away? If it did, Chloe was surely going to have him as her king in the end.

The bluenette shook her head, seeing that Adrien was close to collecting all of her supplies. She reached forward to the last pencil, and grasped it between her fingertips. She wasn't the only one who grabbed onto it though.

Her heart skipped a beat as she looked at the fingers that were slightly brushing against her own.

"Sorry." She heard him apologize while letting go of the pencil.

Marinette grimaced. She was aching to touch his hand. To hold it and take a stroll in the park.

"It's okay," she said before shoving it into her pencil case. She grabbed the rest of her supplies from Adrien's other hand, and also tucked them into the case before zipping it up and shoving it into her purse.

"So…" said Adrien as they stood up.

Marinette bit her bottom lip and began twiddling her thumbs as she looked at Adrien who was rubbing his nape. "You ready to deliver your presentation next week?" he asked with a tinge of nervousness to his voice.

"Yeah," she squeaked." You are? … Are you?"

"Ye-Yeah." He began to twiddle his own thumbs. "I can tell you that Chloe isn't apart of it."

Marinette giggled nervously before looking over to Alya who stood at the door, waiting for her with a devilish grin on her face.

"So, Marinette… Do you have any plans today?" Adrien continued and Marinette could clearly see that Alya could hear every word of their conversation.

Is Adrien asking me out…? Her heart began to pound. "Uhm, no…" she responded, anxiously. "Do you?" She could feel her cheeks burning.

"No." He looked away.

"That's… cool…" Marinette said, anticipating his next sentence.

"Yeah." He chuckled. "Well… Maybe I'll see you later then. Bye!"

In a flash of a second, the honey blonde bolted out of the classroom, leaving Marinette stunned. What just happened?

Marinette shook her head, feeling a mixture of emotions brewing inside of her. She felt disappointed because she was so sure he was going to ask her out on a date, but at the same time she felt incredibly ecstatic because she was so sure he was going to ask her out on a date.

The bluenette walked down the plight of stairs before joining Alya at the door and exiting the classroom behind her.

"Girl, something must have happened last week because I am so sure that Adrien is now crushing on you."

The two took a turn before stopping by their lockers.

"You think so?" Marinette asked, trying to suppress the giant smile that wanted to envelop her face. "What if he's acting differently because we kissed? Maybe he didn't like it and now he doesn't know how to act around me." She was finding it hard to believe that Adrien may have a crush on her.

"Girl," Alya stopped inputting the combination to her locker to eye the bluenette. She raised an eyebrow and said, "In that case, I'd worry about the fact that you still have his boxers in your bag. That's just creepy. I would have returned it by now."

Marinette's face turned a deep shade of crimson as she looked to see a part of Adrien's boxers sticking out of her purse. She bit her bottom lip before stuffing it back in, cautiously looking from side to side in hopes that no one was watching her. She didn't mean to keep it in her purse. In fact, she actually forgot about it. Tikki seemed to enjoy it though, oddly enough. The little kwami claimed that it was like having a warm blanket for her to rest on while Marinette continued with her day.

"I forgot about it," Marinette muttered before inputting the digits to her own combination lock.

"If I were you, I would just ask him out," Alya stated. "I think he was about to but lost the nerve to continue. If he can't do it, then you obviously should. You've liked him for the longest time. I think you deserve to finally snag him and make him yours."

"I guess, but I'm shy too…"

"Do you want Chloe to snag him?"

Marinette sighed before tugging on her lock and opening up her locker.

The second she opened it, a white envelope fell to her feet and Marinette could make out her name printed on it in capitalized letters.

"What is this?" she asked, bending down to pick up the flimsy envelope.

"I don't know…" Marinette shifted her gaze to Alya who also had an envelope with her name written on it. "This better not be another Dare Night thing. Chloe stated she wasn't going to continue on with Kirsten's games," Alya retorted before slamming her locker door shut.

Marinette followed in the brunette's footsteps, and turned on her heel, heading towards the queen bees locker.

"What is the meaning of this? I thought all of us girls agreed to no more Dare Night's." Alya asked as they reached the blonde who was checking herself out in the body-sized mirror she had installed in her locker. Beside her stood Sabrina, holding onto two different outfits, presumably for Chloe to choose from.

"Excuse me?" Chloe raised an eyebrow, looking at the two through their reflection in the mirror. She glanced down, looking to the envelopes that they were holding up. "I was just going to ask you the same thing," Chloe stated. "I assumed you two were trying to play a prank on me by forcing me into some childish version of my sister's legacy."

"What?" Alya asked. "This isn't your doing?"

Chloe whipped around before snapping her fingers. On cue, Sabrina hung the outfits on the hooks located just above the mirror and reached into her bag, pulling out two envelopes containing their own names.

"You're not doing your own Dare Night?" Marinette asked.

"Please, if I were to do that, I wouldn't use regular envelopes you find in the trash can. And I wouldn't write out everyone's names. I'd get a professional calligrapher for that. Just like my sister. I thought you two were trying to get back at me for being successful, so I was just going to have Sabrina here throw it in the trash on our way out." At that point, every girl in their class gathered by Chloe's locker, holding up their own envelope with their names on it.

"Then what are these for?" Marinette turned the envelope over and began tugging on the flap, ripping it off in the process. As she did, everyone else around her began to do the same. She then reached into the envelope, pulling out a piece of paper in the process. The contents read:

Welcome to Nino's version of Dare Night!

Dare Night v2.0

No secrets involved!

Just fun and happy memories!

Please be at Café Lune by 3:30PM

You won't regret it!

There will be free food!

NOTE: If you have any questions you know what to do, but if you haven't read my bolded message at the top, it may answer your question. - Sometimes I know some of you don't read my messages at the top... I know they can get boring. haha - Heck, you might not even read this...

Anywho,

So what do you guys think? Are you hooked? Curious about their dares and what makes Nino's version so different? Provide your thoughts with a PM or review... and maybe also a favorite and a follow! :)