I own nothing not even this computer. Please read and review. This was made because I feel as if all good shows need some sort of fanfic like this. Stupid but true. And ideas please PM them to me for the next oneshot chapter. Appreciate it.

Marinette's eyes snapped open. Where was she? Why was she soaking wet? And what happened to everyone else?

She groaned in pain as she sat up, her hand ran through the beach sand that was directly beneath her palm. It was coarse and very very dark. She attempted to straighten out her back and shook her head. She felt as if her entire head was one enormous ball of pain and heat. Why was everything so painful?

She stood up unsteadily and looked around herself attempting to get her bearings. She gasped and covered her mouth once she realized where she was. A beach. She was on a beach, but where? The sand was very dark and bit at the soles of her feet, she touched her head she had a headache and she had no idea where it had come from. She just needed a moment to stop and to think and to gather herself and to remember what had happened...

Then it all started to come back to her. She gasped again. She remembered. The field trip. Her class was going on a field trip. And then the boat...and her classmates...

"No." She whispered as she fell right back to the ground. The ocean just continued to beat against the sand. Marinette felt something prickling at her eyes. Tears, as salty as the ocean. She wiped them away. This was no situation to cry in. She had to do something. She stood up and heard something rip. She looked down and groaned in annoyance. Her pink jeans had ripped along the seams.

She had to worry about one thing at a time. She turned and began to walk down the beach. No real destination in mind. But she figured that there had to be something out there. If she kept on going she was bound to run into a town or another person. She kept the ocean to her left and the forest that she was beside to her right. Well not a forest, it was a jungle. It had thick green leaves and vines running up and down the tree trunks. And the occasional hum of insects.

Marinette started to walk slowly. She then began to break into more of a trot once she realized how far she had come from where she had started and still hadn't seen anything. She turned it into a full blown sprint once she realized that the beach was starting to curve a little. She was breathing heavily and panting in fear. Nothing, there was nothing...why was there nothing?!

She stopped and planted her hands on her knees. She breathed heavily. She couldn't keep this up, if she went at this pace for the rest of the time here then she would keel over in no time. She looked towards the jungle and felt her eyes widen. Sitting just inches from her was her purse. She went over to it and hoping beyond hope...

"Tikki?" She said quietly. She picked up her purse and opened the top. She closed her eyes in disappointment. No Tikki. Nothing at all. She was alone. She took a deep breath and slung her purse around her side. She needed something to remind her of home, and even if her kwamii wasn't there she at least had her homemade bag.

Marinette resumed her walk down the beach. She was trying to stick to the shade, it was very humid and this eased some of the pressure coming from the unbarring sunlight. She touched her earlobes at one point. There were no earrings, she could not rely on her miraculous to get her out of this one. She would have to find another way to get herself home. She stopped once she saw another thing in the sand. It was limp, and had a very bright looking head.

"No way." She said. She began to pick up her pace. She sprinted over to the figure and turned them over.

"Adrien!" She shouted into his face. His eyes were closed and he looked to be breathing although too heavily.
"Adrien! Oh my gosh Adrien! Are you alright?" She said nervously fussing over his face and hair, trying to wipe the sand off of him. He groaned and twisted under her lithe nimble fingers. His green eyes fluttered briefly until they finally opened and he blinked confused up at her.
"Marinette?" He whispered out before he coughed and turned over spitting onto the sand. "Marinette?"
"Don't worry! I'll get you water! But of course we only have sea water because we were on the boat for the travel and we were on the ocean where boats normally are and of course you don't want to drink that, not to say that I don't want you to drink andohmygodIamramblingandsoundinsaneareyouokay?" She finished as she grasped him beneath the shoulders and began to drag him backwards up the beach towards the shade of the jungle.

Adrien groaned and smiled up at her. "Thanks."
Her heart skipped a beat at that. She couldn't believe how beautiful he looked, even when they were stranded in the middle of nowhere after a ship wreck and he still had the face of an angel. She flushed and she knew that it wash;t entirely because of the hot sun beating down on her head. She just that moment realized that her dark black hair was actually attracting a lot of sunlight and it felt like she had a lamp hovering directly over her head.

Adrien shifted even further into the shade until he was lying against the tree.
"The ship...It went down...Do you know where we are?" He asked her. She shook her head. She was as lost as he was. For all they knew they were on a Peninsula off of Africa, or South America. Or even less likely somewhere on the British Channel. Still there had to be some sort of shipping lane nearby right? Or a town, or at the very least a house.

They couldn't be entirely alone right?

A bird fluttered over head and gave a large shriek. Adrien looked at his hand and shuddered.
"My ring." He said sadly, he held his fist close to his chest and shivered, once, twice, and then a third time. He had tiny teardrops forming in the corner of his eyes. And he began to mumble something, one word over and over as if it were a name. It sounded as if he were saying plague.

"Adrien. Listen. I am going to be back soon. But I think that you need water."
"So do you." He said sitting up and grasping her shoulder fiercely. "If you are leaving the beach then I am coming with you. I don't want us to get separated." His face was as red as a boiled lobster and he probably had heat stroke but he was not going to let anything terrible happen to his friend.

Marinette nodded. To be brutally honest she hadn't wanted to go walking around in the jungle by herself either. With a bit of positioning they finally managed to stand up with their arms around each other shoulders. It was mostly an excuse to be close. But it also was so that they could lean on each other. They felt very weak.

They wandered into the jungle. It was in fact a jungle, and it was significantly cooler compared to the overwhelming heat and humidity of the beach. They kept close and jumped at every single sound. There were monkey noises and the occasional hiss of a snake. Mostly there were birds, a canopy full of them soaring overhead. They moved deeper and deeper into the jungle, always making their way upwards. There was a slight incline. Eventually they realized that they were not just walking in a jungle, they were walking up a hill.

"Maybe we'll be able to see something at the top. Like people, or a town." Marinette said hopefully. Adrien smiled at her, her optimism was contagious and he felt himself hoping that they might find something out there too. In fact with how convinced she was he was also sold. By the time that they reached the summit they would definitely see something out there!

They breached the summit and both of their hearts dropped into their stomachs.
"No way." Adrien whispered out in shock. They were on a desert island, a deserted island. There were no towns, no boats. There was nothing at all. They stared around themselves and turned in a tight circle staring outwards towards the ocean that just continued to lap away at the beach below them.

That night the two teenagers slept curled up back to back on a bed of palm leaves by the beach. There was a small fire blazing in order to try and attract any passing ships, although they had not seen any all day and they had sat on the mountain getting sunburned the entire time.
They had found a small freshwater stream connected to a shallow pool, a lagoon and what looked to be a natural spring. So they had no worry about fresh water, it was clear and easily the most delicious tasting water they had ever had. In fact they had both gotten stomach aches from drinking so much so fast. Adrien watched the jungle before him, grateful for the warmth at his back and the light that played across the palm fronds before him. It was like having a nightlight, although he was convinced that he was not going to be doing much sleeping.

MArinette was facing the ocean and was breathing sharply through her nose. She was able to fall asleep anywhere at any time. She was good at sleeping, hell she took pride in it. But now, with just her and Adrien on an island all alone with no one knowing where they were? (Okay admittedly it sounded like a fantasy or two that she had indulged herself with...but she at least wanted a way off of the island!) She was worried sick, and she could not seem to get to sleep no matter how hard she tried.

Adrien felt her shift her back against him, he knew that he should be trying to either sleep or watch for predators...but with her so close to him...he could swear that he smelt her families bakery. It was a floury scent and fresh eggs, only the finest in all of France.
"We're going to get out of this? Right?" He whispered behind himself to her. She looked back over her shoulder towards his soft green eyes. Most green eyes that she saw were hard, like gems or a painted house, his were soft, like spring leaves that have just begun to bloom. She almost felt herself fall away from where she was and what was happening...Almost.

She smiled and nodded in response.
"Right? I bet that there are a dozen search parties going on right now, and that at any moment we are going to get picked up and brought back home." She said confidently. Adrien nodded back at her. She looked very dramatic in the firelight with it dancing against her skin and hair. Like some sort of Goddess.

MArinette sat up and shook the sand from her hair. No matter where she ended up sleeping, be it in a hammock, on a rock, or on an elevated cot she always woke up with around three pounds of sand in her hair. She wrapped her longer hair into two twin pigtails before slipping on the straw hat that she had made to keep the sun off of her head. She exited the hanging leaves that were wrapped around a few trees to make an impromptu sleeping hut for herself.

They had been on the island for a while now. Long enough to make separate huts out of bamboo, banana leaves and vines. Also to jerry rig a sort of latrine that they had dug near the high tide line, and a small kitchen space for the two to cook the fruit and fish that they harvested. Marinette harassed a couple of birds that were pecking around the kitchen table. They had gotten closer and significantly more comfortable with the two strangers since so much time had gone past.

Marinette looked over the never ending ocean, she always expected to see a sail, or a prow, or something breaking the never ending water that reflected the sunlight directly back into her eyes. Something else flashed across the ocean, she narrowed in on it and debated whether or not to look away.

After all seeing Adrien shirtless wasn't an uncommon thing nowadays for her. He had to take off his shirt whenever he went fishing in order to move faster. He also didn't like to wear it as he thought that it was too hot. He was now standing waist deep in water with a fishing spear that they had managed to fashion after getting tired of eating papaya and coconuts. They wanted some fish or bird meat (After actually managing to kill one of the birds they felt so guilty that they had held a little funeral for it and made a memorial to it, occasionally she would visit it and leave it flowers). So they had a strictly fish based diet, and lobster, She had a talent to diving down and catching lobsters before they could scurry away.

She found her eyes roaming across Adrien's tight toned back, tanned and strong, not just from his life on the island but also from all of the work that he did when they were back in Paris. In fact she was almost positive that he kept up a exercise regiment to stay toned and strong. He jumped up triumphantly holding a fish speared at the end. He had the widest smile across his face. He jumped up and down and waved to her. She waved back before looking back down nervously.

She had gotten better being around Adrien. After all they were together just about twenty four hours a day now...But still she had stuttered over her words for the longest time and even now and again had difficultly communicating with him some of her deeper feelings. Especially since he was amazing open and straight forward about everything.

He sauntered back onto the sand and up to where she was standing. He had speared a big silvery fish. They didn't know the name of the animals, just that they tasted good.
"Great job." She said giving him a fist bump. He smiled as if she had just told him that he had won the lottery.
"Thanks! I was thinking that maybe that we could add some of those spices that you found near the base of the cliff." She nodded. They began to set up for breakfast. He got the heating stone into the sunlight and she got out the different plants that gave a pleasing flavor to the meal. He reached for the fish and for a knife just as she reached for the fish and some spices. There hands touched an inch above the wet scale covered flesh and pulled back in surprise.
"AH!"
"OH!"
"Imsosorry!"
"No! No it was my fault I was thinking of something else!"
"Seriosulysosorry!"
"After you!" They said at the same time before chuckling and gesturing towards the dead fish between them. They both reached for it at the same time before pulling away and rubbing at the back of their necks. She finally turned to start preparing some mango to go onto the heating rock while he cleaned the fish. A few minutes later it was ready for the actual spices. She added them and massaged them well into the meat of the fish.

After cooking it for a few minutes the two squatted on either side of the heating rock and began to dig in. There were no actual utensils so they used their fingers. Burning them or at least getting them very calloused. They were used to it by now. Adrien felt his eyes caught on MArinette's shoulders, they were tanned and a little peeling, they had the alluring curve of her neck muscle so deliciously close. He tried to avert his eyes back to breakfast but instead got caught on her toes. They were so small and cute, like little jelly beans. Small and beautiful, each one perfectly formed. He moved away to her face. It was set yet soft, like a soufflé light and fluffy. The set was from her determination to get off of the island, yet she was aware of how beautiful everything was. How beautiful the nature that surrounded them was.

She appreciated it. And he appreciated her, he would have gone insane if it had just been him alone on the island. Alone, and scared and probably surviving on raw fish, she had been the one who had thought up the cooking rock.

"Hey! That's my share." She said and slapped his hand away with a small smile. He had been picking at the fish too much. He grinned embarrassed and moved onto the grilled fruit. Marinette looked at the lovely hand that she had just so nonchalantly flicked away, like he was a common alley cat. She gulped, she should have been nervous, well she was...but it wasn't horrible.

She was soon cleaning up while he was tossing away the fish scraps. She needed to repair and prepare a few more fishing spears, he wanted to check the signal fire on the mountain top...It was a pretty full day all things considered. She heard the pad of feet behind her, Adrien approached her from behind. She stiffened once she felt something wrap around her hips and pull her close. His bare chest was against her bare shoulders. They had no other real clothes to wear since both of their clothing's had been torn during the ship wreck.

He now mostly wore short shorts and a straw hat. She had her straw hat and had found some way to make sure her sports bra wasn't so hot, but her pants had been replaced and repaired into a sort of ragtag skirt.
"A-Adrien?" She whispered. He leaned down and kissed her cheek.
"I just wanted to say how much you mean to me." He said. She turned as still as stone, her heart was beating a million beats a minute. This was what she wanted right? So why couldn't she move? Why wasn't she wrapping her arms around him and kissing him senseless?!

"I-I'm sorry!" He said as he saw the shocked look that she was giving to the air twenty feet ahead of them. He quickly removed his arm and scampered back. "I-I'll see you tonight!" He said before sprinting away.
"Adrien! Wait!" She shouted as he disappeared into the jungle. She groaned and kicked herself. Here she was on an island with the love of her life and she can't even stand a kiss from him!

The sun was setting and MArinette was watching it disappear.
"Bye Bye sun." She said softly as it disappeared behind the horizon, until it would reappear early tomorrow morning. She sensed him standing awkwardly behind her. Hovering nervously, afraid that he had hurt her somehow. He could never hurt her, no matter how hard he tried.
"I was just startled is all." She began and patted the sand beside her. She heard it shift as he sat down "To tell you the truth, which you deserve as it looks like we are going to eb here for a long time...I like you, like like you, like a full blown foaming at the mouth crush on you. I have had it for a while. When this happened I thought we would be saved in a matter of days, then weeks, then months...now though? I don't know. And you have been the best thing about all of this. Getting to know you, and see how you act and get to know the real you and all of your prides and insecurities! Like how you actually signed up for piano lessons and fencing and how you're afraid that you smell like cheese even though you smell like your shampoo! And I just love you! Okay? And I would never choose anyone else to be on an island with beside you! I know how creepy and insane and stalkerish that sounds!" She finished breathing heavily.

Adrien looked at her with shock and awe. He slowly and carefully snaked his arm out. And wrapped it around her shoulders. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and her plump lovely delicious looking lips were parted. They screamed to be kissed. They were just so kissable. So that was exactly what he did.

Her eyes went even wider and then fluttered closed. He pulled back and grinned.
"If I had to choose someone to be stuck on an island with, it would be you too." He took her head and brought it to his, their foreheads rested against each other and they kissed again.
As the stars began to pop out MArinette did not even care that they would probably never be rescued.

A helicopter buzzed overhead. Nathalie, personal assistant to Gabriel Agreste, the most powerful fashion designer in the world looked back down over the island where the two teenagers were kissing on the beach. She turned to her employer who had noticed as well. She gestured towards the gorilla driving the vehicle. Gabriel raised his hand.
"Give them a few more minutes."

So yeah please PM me the next couple you would like to see happen. Just two names, maybe any sort of plot device, it is simple enough, just the couple stuck on a desert island and having to deal with that. Shipping and so read and review. I own nothing not even this computer.