Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or the Disney movie Aladdin.
Author's Note: This story is based on the Disney movie Aladdin, but it's so much better because it's chalked full of Gundam Goodness! This is totally OOC and there is some Shounen Ai, which means two boys falling in love. If you don't like it then don't read it, and if you do anyway, I don't want to hear your complaints because I warned you! Just to let you know this an Alternate Universe fic. This is my first try at humor so if it's a little umm…weird, just excuse it and laugh a little for me.
Arabian Nights
Chapter One
By Ivy
You walk through the desert sands and wrap your robes tighter around you. The light of the full moon is reflecting off the sand and the stars are twinkling over head. You are standing about fifty feet away from the edge of a village. As you walk closer you notice a merchant selling various items. He stops you ands shows you a couple of old and out dated things. As you shake your head and walk away he pulls out an antique lamp. You continue to walk away as he yells out, "Wait! This is no ordinary lamp. It once changed the course of a young man's life, a man who was more that what meets the eye. A diamond in the rough," He begins to tell you the story of this young man.
***
Prince Quatre slowly walked down the halls of the palace trying not to alert any of the guards. He walked out into the courtyard where his tiger, Relena, was sleeping. He was dressed in a common pair of pants and wore a robe to cover his head.
He was sneaking out of the palace so that he may have a glimpse of what life was really like. As he walked past Relena she woke up and grabbed at his robes.
"I'm sorry Relena, but I have to find out what is behind these walls. I need to find out who I really am," He leaned down and whispered into her ear. Relena understood and gave him a boast over the wall. As Quatre slide down the other side, he looked back behind him and gave Relena a sad smile.
He jumped over the wall and headed into town in the dark of night.
***
A young man wearing a ripped pair of pants and a small vest runs down the street. His brown hair hangs in front of his left eye. A sparkling emerald eye shows on the right of his smudged face. A warm loaf of bread is held securely in his hands. A small monkey in running along beside him. A group of guards barrel down the street after him.
"Get back here you dirty street rat!" The biggest of the three, known as the royal guard Rashid, calls out waving his arm above his head. He draws his sword and continues to chase the thief.
The young man rounds the corner and hides in the crack of a building. The guards ran past. He stuck his he out and looked around. When he determined the coast was clear he stepped out and walked in the opposite direction. His little monkey followed close behind.
"Well, Wufei I guess it's just me and you again," The monkey made a few clucking noises and the man laughed as he sat down against a wall in the back of an alley. He broke the loaf in half and handed half to Wufei. The monkey quickly took a chunk out of the piece. The man was about to break off a piece and pop it into his mouth when he noticed as little boy and girl rummaging through the garbage for food. He looked down at the little monkey and raised his eyebrow. The monkey, realizing what the man was suggesting, clutched the bread possessively to his chest. The young man stood up and walked over to the kids and handed his half to them. The girl took the bread as a look of happiness and gratitude came over her face.
"Arigatou Trowa!" She exclaimed as she and her brother ran off with the bread.
Everyone knew his name but most called him either street rat or thief, Trowa was surprised to hear his name being said aloud. Wufei jumped up on to his shoulder and the pair walked out into the street.
***
Quatre walked through his kingdom without a soul recognizing him. He smiled and watched as a little girl tried to reach an apple off of a stand. He smiled and handed her the apple.
As he was about to walk away someone grabbed his arm, "You have to pay for that," A huge beefy guy snarled in a deep voice.
Quatre ruffled through his robes trying to locate some money. He smacked his head as he realized he had forgotten it.
"Hold on for a second while I run back to the palace and get some money from the Sultan," Quatre turned to walk away as the man grabbed his arm again.
"You'll pay now!"
***
Trowa walked through the crowd in front of the palace doors trying to figure out what was going on. Then he saw the woman sitting tall on a white horse. A child ran out into the street in front of the horse. It was the little boy that he had given his bread to.
His older sister ran out after him and pulled him out of harm's way. The girl pulled on the reins and brought out her whip, "Get out of my way you filthy brats!"
Trowa ran out into the street to protect the young children, "If I were as rich as you, I could afford some manners."
"I'll teach you some manners!" She exclaimed as she pushed Trowa into the mud. The crowd laughed at Trowa's misfortune.
He glanced at Abu and said loudly so that everyone could hear him, "Look at that Abu, it's not everyday you see a horse with two rear ends!"
Just as she was going through the doors she turned around, "You are a worthless street rat! You were born a street rat and you will die a street rat, and only your fleas will mourn you."
Trowa stood up and ran after her, but the doors closed before he could reach her. He bowed his head and walked away, blending into the crowd as he made his way down the street, "I'm not a street rat, and I don't have fleas," He said to no one in particular.
***
Dorothy quickly glided down the halls of the palace; her long robs billowing out behind her. Her parrot, Heero, flew behind her, trying desperately to keep up with her fast pace.
"It's time for a change around this place," She giggled evilly and continued walking. She was the advisor to the Saltan and if everything went her way, she would marry the handsome prince and become Queen. She pulled her long staff behind her and walked into the Saltan's sitting room.
He was sitting in huge chair and had small figurines of Gundams spread out before him. He had them set up and was about to have them battle when he looked up and found Dorothy standing the doorway.
"Hello Dorothy," He smiled up at her his brown eyes sparkling as a piece of ginger colored hair fell into them. He clucked at the parrot on her shoulder and offered him some gingersnaps. Heero struggled to get away from the man but the cookies were stuffed in his mouth before he could move. He chewed on them till Treize turned back to Dorothy and Heero turned around and spat them out. He turned back to Treize and took out his little gun. He aimed at the Sultan and pulled the trigger. A little flag popped out with the word 'pop' written in red letters on it. Heero scowled and shot Treize-sama his patented 'Heero Yuy Death Glare.'
"Good afternoon, Treize-sama," She bowed to the man as she hid a secret smile. Treize's wife had died just hours after Prince Quatre's birth and since them he had been raising the boy by himself. There were rumors that the man had a fancy for the young soldier Milliard, but they were just rumors. Dorothy brought up her staff to the Saltan's eyes and the eyes of the snake on the staff began to glow a brilliant red.
Before long Treize was hypnotized and completely under Dorothy's control. She needed that huge sapphire ring on his finger for an experiment. Treize stood up in his huge chair and face the back of it.
Dorothy shook her head and demanded, "Hand over that ring!" Treize took the ring off his finger and held it out behind the chair. He let go, thinking Dorothy was standing there, and the ring rolled under the chair. He stood and went to walk out of the room. The only thing was he was walking backwards. As he neared the doorway he swerved and ran into the wall. He shook his head and went out into the hallway and continued to walk backwards. Dorothy giggled. The after affects would wear off within a few hours. She bent down under the chair and reached for the ring. As her fingers grasped it she went to stand up and hit her head on the chair.
"Itai!" She got out from under the chair and rubbed the sore spot on her head. She calmly walked out of the room and down to her chambers to carry out her experiment.
***
Just as Quatre was about to freak out a young man walked up and took his arm out of the grasp of the vendor.
"Thank you so much for finding him," He turned to Quatre, "I have been looking all over for you!" Quatre looked up at the young man with a questioning gaze. He bent his head towards his and whispered in his ear, "Just play along."
"You know this boy?" The vendor asked.
"Sadly yes. He is my brother. He's a little crazy." Quatre tried hard to keep his face straight.
The vendor grabbed Trowa, "He said he knew the Sultan!"
Trowa shrugged his shoulders, "He thinks the monkey is the Sultan," He gestured towards Wufei. Wufei looked up from the bag he was carefully taking money out of.
Quatre got the hint and bowed down to the money, "Oh wise Sultan, how may I serve you?" Wufei made a few noises and stood up proud.
He secretly grabbed an apple off the stand and handed it to the vendor, "Now we're even," He guided Quatre away from the stand, "Come on brother, let's go see the doctor now." Quatre was lead away with a stupid and dazed look on his face.
Quatre stopped in front of a camel and said with a stupid look on his face, "Hello Doctor."
"Not that one," As soon as they were lost in the crowd Trowa grabbed Quatre's hand and ran. He led the shorter boy up on to the rooftops and into the little hole in the wall Trowa lived.
"I know it's not much but," He pulled a cloth back revealing a hole in the wall, "It's got a great view of the palace," He sat down on the ledge and stared wistfully out the window.
Quatre turned away from the window and let out a long sigh.
"I wonder what it would be like to live there, to have servants that can do everything for you." He turned to the boy. He was slim and had beautiful sea-green eyes. Little tuffs of platinum blonde hair were sticking out from under his hood. The looked like spun slick. Trowa's hand itched to reach out and run his fingers through the boy's hair.
Quatre groaned and sat down next to the young man. He looked him over and studied him. He his brown hair was swept over his right eye. His visible eye was a beautiful emerald green. "Sure, people telling you where to go and how to dress." He titled his head and smiled at the man.
Trowa snatched an apple from Wufei and handed it to Quatre, "It's got to be better than stealing everything you need."
Quatre continued on, "You're not free to make your own choices."
"Sometimes you feel so…"
"You just feel..."
"Trapped." They spoke in unison.
Quatre looked over at the young man and smiled sweetly at him. He had found someone who understood what he was feeling.
"So, where're you from?"
"I doesn't matter, I ran away and I am not going back!"
"Really?" Trowa took a bite from his apple and handed it back to Wufei, who shoot him a disgusted look.
"My father's forcing me to get married."
"That's awful," Trowa looked at him with sympathy in his eyes. Wufei sneaked around Quatre and tried to steal his apple from him. When he looked down at the monkey, Wufei ran over to Trowa and began to chirp and cluck at him.
"Nani?" Quatre asked as he looked curiously at the monkey.
"Uhh…Wufei says 'That's not fair'," Wufei's chin dropped.
"Oh really, and does Wufei have anything else to say," Quatre leaned over and smiled at the monkey.
"Well…uhh…He wishes there were something he could do to help," Trowa leaned in close to Quatre.
"Tell him, that's very sweet," Quatre raised his chin so that he was looking into Trowa's eyes. The spell cast over them was broken when the guards ran in through the door.
"We've caught you now street rat," Trowa stood up and grabbed Quatre's hand. They ran together and came to a hole in the floor.
The two boys stand up and at the same time exclaim, "There after me!" They turn to each other and ask, "They're after you?"
Trowa held out his hand to Quatre, "Do you trust me?" He took Quatre's hand in his.
"Yes."
"Then jump!" They jumped out the window and landed on their rears in the sand. They thought they had lost the guards but just as they were standing up the guards appeared in front of them. They began to push the two of them around. Rashid tied up Trowa's hands and was about to go for the other boy when he took off his hood, revealing the very familiar face of the prince.
Rasid bowed instantly, "Prince Quatre where have you been? The Sultan has been worried about you," He gave Trowa a dirty look, "Why are you hanging out with this riffraff?"
"I demand that you unhand that man now!" Quatre shouted at Rashid.
"I would Master Quatre, but we take orders from Dorothy. And she told us to arrest all the riffraff and execute them"
'Prince Quatre? I was talking with the Prince?! Why didn't he tell me?' Trowa thought to himself as he stared curiously at the handsome prince. Rashid dragged him off into the jail. He was thrown into a cell and his arms were in shackles. Wufei the monkey was hanging next him.
Trowa sighed and rested his head against his arm. The face of the prince floated through his mind. Trowa wanted to see the boy again. Just being in his presence had brought him joy. He looked around the room and found that he was not alone. Over in the corner sat an old man in rags. He seemed to be asleep.
Wufei was wiggling around trying to retrieve his pick from inside his pocket. Once he had it out he brought his feet up and undid his lock. He climbed up on to Trowa's shoulder and unlocked him too. Trowa stood up and took the pick from the monkey. He walked over to the old man and undid his shackles as well. As he was walking away the man grabbed his arm with incredible strength for a man in his condition.
"I'll help you out of here if you help me retrieve something. I need a strong young back like yours to help me," His voice came out raspy and almost girlish. The old man knew that this was the person he needed to get into the Cave of Wonders.
Trowa, who wanted to get out of here to see if he could see the Prince again, quickly said, "Okay, it's a deal," He shook hands with the man, "How do we get out of here?" The question was unnecessary as the man was already taking out a block in the wall. The old man squeezed through and gestured for Trowa to follow. He grabbed Wufei and shoved him through and followed behind him.
Author's Note: This story is based on the Disney movie Aladdin, but it's so much better because it's chalked full of Gundam Goodness! This is totally OOC and there is some Shounen Ai, which means two boys falling in love. If you don't like it then don't read it, and if you do anyway, I don't want to hear your complaints because I warned you! Just to let you know this an Alternate Universe fic. This is my first try at humor so if it's a little umm…weird, just excuse it and laugh a little for me.
Arabian Nights
Chapter One
By Ivy
You walk through the desert sands and wrap your robes tighter around you. The light of the full moon is reflecting off the sand and the stars are twinkling over head. You are standing about fifty feet away from the edge of a village. As you walk closer you notice a merchant selling various items. He stops you ands shows you a couple of old and out dated things. As you shake your head and walk away he pulls out an antique lamp. You continue to walk away as he yells out, "Wait! This is no ordinary lamp. It once changed the course of a young man's life, a man who was more that what meets the eye. A diamond in the rough," He begins to tell you the story of this young man.
***
Prince Quatre slowly walked down the halls of the palace trying not to alert any of the guards. He walked out into the courtyard where his tiger, Relena, was sleeping. He was dressed in a common pair of pants and wore a robe to cover his head.
He was sneaking out of the palace so that he may have a glimpse of what life was really like. As he walked past Relena she woke up and grabbed at his robes.
"I'm sorry Relena, but I have to find out what is behind these walls. I need to find out who I really am," He leaned down and whispered into her ear. Relena understood and gave him a boast over the wall. As Quatre slide down the other side, he looked back behind him and gave Relena a sad smile.
He jumped over the wall and headed into town in the dark of night.
***
A young man wearing a ripped pair of pants and a small vest runs down the street. His brown hair hangs in front of his left eye. A sparkling emerald eye shows on the right of his smudged face. A warm loaf of bread is held securely in his hands. A small monkey in running along beside him. A group of guards barrel down the street after him.
"Get back here you dirty street rat!" The biggest of the three, known as the royal guard Rashid, calls out waving his arm above his head. He draws his sword and continues to chase the thief.
The young man rounds the corner and hides in the crack of a building. The guards ran past. He stuck his he out and looked around. When he determined the coast was clear he stepped out and walked in the opposite direction. His little monkey followed close behind.
"Well, Wufei I guess it's just me and you again," The monkey made a few clucking noises and the man laughed as he sat down against a wall in the back of an alley. He broke the loaf in half and handed half to Wufei. The monkey quickly took a chunk out of the piece. The man was about to break off a piece and pop it into his mouth when he noticed as little boy and girl rummaging through the garbage for food. He looked down at the little monkey and raised his eyebrow. The monkey, realizing what the man was suggesting, clutched the bread possessively to his chest. The young man stood up and walked over to the kids and handed his half to them. The girl took the bread as a look of happiness and gratitude came over her face.
"Arigatou Trowa!" She exclaimed as she and her brother ran off with the bread.
Everyone knew his name but most called him either street rat or thief, Trowa was surprised to hear his name being said aloud. Wufei jumped up on to his shoulder and the pair walked out into the street.
***
Quatre walked through his kingdom without a soul recognizing him. He smiled and watched as a little girl tried to reach an apple off of a stand. He smiled and handed her the apple.
As he was about to walk away someone grabbed his arm, "You have to pay for that," A huge beefy guy snarled in a deep voice.
Quatre ruffled through his robes trying to locate some money. He smacked his head as he realized he had forgotten it.
"Hold on for a second while I run back to the palace and get some money from the Sultan," Quatre turned to walk away as the man grabbed his arm again.
"You'll pay now!"
***
Trowa walked through the crowd in front of the palace doors trying to figure out what was going on. Then he saw the woman sitting tall on a white horse. A child ran out into the street in front of the horse. It was the little boy that he had given his bread to.
His older sister ran out after him and pulled him out of harm's way. The girl pulled on the reins and brought out her whip, "Get out of my way you filthy brats!"
Trowa ran out into the street to protect the young children, "If I were as rich as you, I could afford some manners."
"I'll teach you some manners!" She exclaimed as she pushed Trowa into the mud. The crowd laughed at Trowa's misfortune.
He glanced at Abu and said loudly so that everyone could hear him, "Look at that Abu, it's not everyday you see a horse with two rear ends!"
Just as she was going through the doors she turned around, "You are a worthless street rat! You were born a street rat and you will die a street rat, and only your fleas will mourn you."
Trowa stood up and ran after her, but the doors closed before he could reach her. He bowed his head and walked away, blending into the crowd as he made his way down the street, "I'm not a street rat, and I don't have fleas," He said to no one in particular.
***
Dorothy quickly glided down the halls of the palace; her long robs billowing out behind her. Her parrot, Heero, flew behind her, trying desperately to keep up with her fast pace.
"It's time for a change around this place," She giggled evilly and continued walking. She was the advisor to the Saltan and if everything went her way, she would marry the handsome prince and become Queen. She pulled her long staff behind her and walked into the Saltan's sitting room.
He was sitting in huge chair and had small figurines of Gundams spread out before him. He had them set up and was about to have them battle when he looked up and found Dorothy standing the doorway.
"Hello Dorothy," He smiled up at her his brown eyes sparkling as a piece of ginger colored hair fell into them. He clucked at the parrot on her shoulder and offered him some gingersnaps. Heero struggled to get away from the man but the cookies were stuffed in his mouth before he could move. He chewed on them till Treize turned back to Dorothy and Heero turned around and spat them out. He turned back to Treize and took out his little gun. He aimed at the Sultan and pulled the trigger. A little flag popped out with the word 'pop' written in red letters on it. Heero scowled and shot Treize-sama his patented 'Heero Yuy Death Glare.'
"Good afternoon, Treize-sama," She bowed to the man as she hid a secret smile. Treize's wife had died just hours after Prince Quatre's birth and since them he had been raising the boy by himself. There were rumors that the man had a fancy for the young soldier Milliard, but they were just rumors. Dorothy brought up her staff to the Saltan's eyes and the eyes of the snake on the staff began to glow a brilliant red.
Before long Treize was hypnotized and completely under Dorothy's control. She needed that huge sapphire ring on his finger for an experiment. Treize stood up in his huge chair and face the back of it.
Dorothy shook her head and demanded, "Hand over that ring!" Treize took the ring off his finger and held it out behind the chair. He let go, thinking Dorothy was standing there, and the ring rolled under the chair. He stood and went to walk out of the room. The only thing was he was walking backwards. As he neared the doorway he swerved and ran into the wall. He shook his head and went out into the hallway and continued to walk backwards. Dorothy giggled. The after affects would wear off within a few hours. She bent down under the chair and reached for the ring. As her fingers grasped it she went to stand up and hit her head on the chair.
"Itai!" She got out from under the chair and rubbed the sore spot on her head. She calmly walked out of the room and down to her chambers to carry out her experiment.
***
Just as Quatre was about to freak out a young man walked up and took his arm out of the grasp of the vendor.
"Thank you so much for finding him," He turned to Quatre, "I have been looking all over for you!" Quatre looked up at the young man with a questioning gaze. He bent his head towards his and whispered in his ear, "Just play along."
"You know this boy?" The vendor asked.
"Sadly yes. He is my brother. He's a little crazy." Quatre tried hard to keep his face straight.
The vendor grabbed Trowa, "He said he knew the Sultan!"
Trowa shrugged his shoulders, "He thinks the monkey is the Sultan," He gestured towards Wufei. Wufei looked up from the bag he was carefully taking money out of.
Quatre got the hint and bowed down to the money, "Oh wise Sultan, how may I serve you?" Wufei made a few noises and stood up proud.
He secretly grabbed an apple off the stand and handed it to the vendor, "Now we're even," He guided Quatre away from the stand, "Come on brother, let's go see the doctor now." Quatre was lead away with a stupid and dazed look on his face.
Quatre stopped in front of a camel and said with a stupid look on his face, "Hello Doctor."
"Not that one," As soon as they were lost in the crowd Trowa grabbed Quatre's hand and ran. He led the shorter boy up on to the rooftops and into the little hole in the wall Trowa lived.
"I know it's not much but," He pulled a cloth back revealing a hole in the wall, "It's got a great view of the palace," He sat down on the ledge and stared wistfully out the window.
Quatre turned away from the window and let out a long sigh.
"I wonder what it would be like to live there, to have servants that can do everything for you." He turned to the boy. He was slim and had beautiful sea-green eyes. Little tuffs of platinum blonde hair were sticking out from under his hood. The looked like spun slick. Trowa's hand itched to reach out and run his fingers through the boy's hair.
Quatre groaned and sat down next to the young man. He looked him over and studied him. He his brown hair was swept over his right eye. His visible eye was a beautiful emerald green. "Sure, people telling you where to go and how to dress." He titled his head and smiled at the man.
Trowa snatched an apple from Wufei and handed it to Quatre, "It's got to be better than stealing everything you need."
Quatre continued on, "You're not free to make your own choices."
"Sometimes you feel so…"
"You just feel..."
"Trapped." They spoke in unison.
Quatre looked over at the young man and smiled sweetly at him. He had found someone who understood what he was feeling.
"So, where're you from?"
"I doesn't matter, I ran away and I am not going back!"
"Really?" Trowa took a bite from his apple and handed it back to Wufei, who shoot him a disgusted look.
"My father's forcing me to get married."
"That's awful," Trowa looked at him with sympathy in his eyes. Wufei sneaked around Quatre and tried to steal his apple from him. When he looked down at the monkey, Wufei ran over to Trowa and began to chirp and cluck at him.
"Nani?" Quatre asked as he looked curiously at the monkey.
"Uhh…Wufei says 'That's not fair'," Wufei's chin dropped.
"Oh really, and does Wufei have anything else to say," Quatre leaned over and smiled at the monkey.
"Well…uhh…He wishes there were something he could do to help," Trowa leaned in close to Quatre.
"Tell him, that's very sweet," Quatre raised his chin so that he was looking into Trowa's eyes. The spell cast over them was broken when the guards ran in through the door.
"We've caught you now street rat," Trowa stood up and grabbed Quatre's hand. They ran together and came to a hole in the floor.
The two boys stand up and at the same time exclaim, "There after me!" They turn to each other and ask, "They're after you?"
Trowa held out his hand to Quatre, "Do you trust me?" He took Quatre's hand in his.
"Yes."
"Then jump!" They jumped out the window and landed on their rears in the sand. They thought they had lost the guards but just as they were standing up the guards appeared in front of them. They began to push the two of them around. Rashid tied up Trowa's hands and was about to go for the other boy when he took off his hood, revealing the very familiar face of the prince.
Rasid bowed instantly, "Prince Quatre where have you been? The Sultan has been worried about you," He gave Trowa a dirty look, "Why are you hanging out with this riffraff?"
"I demand that you unhand that man now!" Quatre shouted at Rashid.
"I would Master Quatre, but we take orders from Dorothy. And she told us to arrest all the riffraff and execute them"
'Prince Quatre? I was talking with the Prince?! Why didn't he tell me?' Trowa thought to himself as he stared curiously at the handsome prince. Rashid dragged him off into the jail. He was thrown into a cell and his arms were in shackles. Wufei the monkey was hanging next him.
Trowa sighed and rested his head against his arm. The face of the prince floated through his mind. Trowa wanted to see the boy again. Just being in his presence had brought him joy. He looked around the room and found that he was not alone. Over in the corner sat an old man in rags. He seemed to be asleep.
Wufei was wiggling around trying to retrieve his pick from inside his pocket. Once he had it out he brought his feet up and undid his lock. He climbed up on to Trowa's shoulder and unlocked him too. Trowa stood up and took the pick from the monkey. He walked over to the old man and undid his shackles as well. As he was walking away the man grabbed his arm with incredible strength for a man in his condition.
"I'll help you out of here if you help me retrieve something. I need a strong young back like yours to help me," His voice came out raspy and almost girlish. The old man knew that this was the person he needed to get into the Cave of Wonders.
Trowa, who wanted to get out of here to see if he could see the Prince again, quickly said, "Okay, it's a deal," He shook hands with the man, "How do we get out of here?" The question was unnecessary as the man was already taking out a block in the wall. The old man squeezed through and gestured for Trowa to follow. He grabbed Wufei and shoved him through and followed behind him.
