A/N : YAY!!!! 200 reads!! I'm so great full to every view and every vote. Thank you all so much. Further more here's another chapter.

*1-Marinette*

We arrive at the prestigious restaurant with light blazing out of it. We enter and we are greeted not before being graced by the glances and stares of most of the waiters and almost all of the guests. Did we really look that nice? Was these designs really that good to make a bunch of rich style inclined people stare in awe.

"Table for two under ... Mr Agreste ?" The main waiter asks as he is still staring at us in awe like most of the other people in the restaurant. Adrien nods. "You are The Gabriel Agreste's son?" Adrien nods again. The man soon starts to become stressed and begin to sweat, wow Gabriel sure has built up a reputation around Paris.

"My father usually brings me here when he wants to deliver some bad news like going away for weeks and when he is going to make me spend my weekend doing countless photo shoots." I slowly comprehend the words he just said and turn to him once I finished.

"That's terrible why would he make you do that all weekend and he leaves for weeks, that must be difficult but you could also say I have a lot of things on my plate," I say without comprehending my own words, and turn to him hoping to not see a face of confusion and wonder and to my luck he still has the same smile from when we walk through the front door," if you ever need someone to talk to you can alway come to me." I say with an apologetic smile.

We follow the waiter to a table that says reserved and is right by the window over looking most of Paris including the Eiffel Tower. "Is this table fine?" Adrien asks as I seats me and walks to his side.

"This place is perfect," I say as I stare out the window and look around us at the staring eyes in awe. I see one person let out a chuckle at my cheerful kid like expression. I look back to the boy sitting across the table from me,"Your father sure has a reputation here." He turns his attention to me.

"Oh about that, he almost put the place out of business, so they are very scared of my father and I, but I still won't use that to me advantage, I don't like seeing them scared." I stared at the boy I thought so different of a few hours ago.

"What do you think happened to Chloé, you think she'd follow us?" I ask him trying to lighten the mood but still kept my head low to look shocked.

"Oh Chloé," he says with a light laugh,"oh yes she will follow us but trust me she'll take at least an hour to even pick out a dress, then it's make up and her hair 'must look oh so perfect' so she'll be here about the time we leave if not later." I let out a laugh at the statement.

We order our food and start to talk about the project that has completely slipped both our minds until he brought it up after looking at the menu.  "So you think no one else will have that same idea?"  I look up to the boy in front of me.

"No i think everyone will over think it and end up doing something that no one would think of first." I say barely lifting my makeup filled face from the menu struggling to read what is written. "What do you recommend?" I say putting down the menu giving up trying to pronounce the words.

"The desserts," he says with a smile plastered on his face,"even though they don't compare to your parents pastries, they are good for a restaurant." He says with a grin on his face. I send a glare his way and continues,"Okay to eat I would take the-- wait what are you looking to eat?" In shocked by the question, I had never thought about that.

Uhm, I'll just have whatever you're having." I say and a very Chat smile crosses his face, him and Chat must be very close friends.

"So you're going to have a steak with me?"he looks at me with a shocked look plastered over his face, well his makeup filled face.

"I don't see why not?" He just smiles at me.

*1-Adrien*

I look at this girl who is a willing to order a steak when there is 50 different salads on the menu, she sure is something different.  My mind travels back to the other girl, the one who saves the day, the one who saves lives, the who makes me feel happy just to be around her, but right now all I can think about is Marinette.

I think back to when she first walked out of the dressing room and her face was glowing. I also remember the blonde girl complaining about how that should be her and I laugh at the thought.

*1-Marinette*

I just about finish my steak wanting more on my plate, but not wanting to look greedy.  I look up to the pooling green eyes pouring into my own and with out realizing, turn as red as my ladybug suit.  It wasn't even two seconds of blush before a terribly high pitched sound blared through the restaurant.  It was so loud I saw a cat in the street below scurry away. 

I look over to the entrance of the restaurant to see a girl wearing a yellow dress that was identical to my own, hovering over a waitress who was the source of the cry. The girl's hair was bright blonde and looked as soft as silk. She started to yell out my and Adrien's name, "Marinette! Adrien! Where are you two?! Why don't we all have dinner together?!"she said in a creepy soft voices.

I look over to Adrien whose eyes matched the surprise in my own.  He started,"Oh no! How did she...." He trailed off. He immediately beckons a waiter over to our table and instructs him to add the meals onto his fathers tab at the restaurant.  He helps Marinette up off her chair and start making their way toward the entrance, keeping their heads as low as possible. 

They make it outside the door and down the steps before a shouted stopped them in their tracks leaving them both frozen on the spot,"STOP!!!" We hear Chloé shouting for the top of the stairs.

We turn to see the girl, no that were closer I can see the mascara dripping down her cheeks and her lipstick smudged along her jawline. Adrien pulled me into the limousine and I let him drag me away without any questions.  Adrien then orders the driver to take them to my house as quickly as possible. "What was that back there?" I ask curiosily. 

"I forgot to tell you...uh....um.....I....I need to be home before 7 or my dad will kill me." He says hurriedly. I should respond back to that with a "why" or "how come" but I sit there not wanting to ruin what this day has brought me already, plus I still have to talk to Chat tonight on my patrol.

We arrive at the side walk where the door that leads into the house is and we both step out side the limousine awkwardly. I could see that the boy standing infront of me didn't want to leave but that could also just be my imagination. "Marinette," I look up into the pools of green I have grown to love more and more each time I see them, "thank you."

A/N : okay guys hate me please, like I truly do deserve all the hate and okay guys I have not been to Le Meurice or France for that matter, I just looked up the most expensive restaurant and this came up and I have not been to Paris ..... Yet! I will go. I want to go next year or once I graduate or when I can hopefully move to Japan and hopefully make enough money to go.
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