A/N: This is my first attempt at writing a Beauty and The Beast Fanfiction story. If you think im good, please tell me. If you think I suck, keep your damn opinions to yourself. (Not really, please tell if you think I suck, please.) Enjoy!

Title: I Love You More With Each Petal That Falls

Characters: Belle + Beast (Adam)

Rating: PG-13

Summery: Gaston never went after Beast. Belle never thought of Maurice. Yet the spell has been broken. How?

Disclaimer: I do not own Beauty and The Beast, for if I did, Belle would've told Gaston the minute he looked at her, to go fuck himself. And Gaston would've chosen one of those beautiful blonde triplets to marry. Lefoue would have flipped Gaston the bird, and Beast would've have ripped Gaston limb from limb. :) Enjoy (:

Maurice's POV

I let out a loud sneeze, shaking my head furiously. The harsh winter snow blew agaisnt me, stealing the cloak from my back. It had to be below zero degrees, the white blanket beneath me turning rock hard. Loud howls were in the distance, and gleaming yellow eyes looked out at me from the shadows. I gulped down as much as I could, fear sneaking its way through my body. Oh Belle, i'm coming. I'm coming.

Belle's POV

I placed his paw in my hand, and rested my hand on his shoulder. His other arm reached down and sat on my waist. He pulled me closer, and I rested my head on his chest. The fur immediatley warmed my face, and I smiled to myself. Our feet moved to the music that wasnt there, and I could see the others watching us from the hallway.

A while later, he took my hand and led me out to the balcony. We sat down on the cement bench, and he moved closer to me. "Belle?" He asked quietly. I looked at him expectantly. "Are you, happy here? With me?" He questioned me, hope in his eyes. I looked at him, examining him. His fur was a dark brown, cleaned and combed down. His eyes were like blue puddles of water, spalshing with love and hope. His teeth came out from his bottom lip, reaching over his top lip. Anyone would've have thought that he would tear them to peices. But I knew that he wasn't like that. He was sweet, caring, and dear.

"Yes. Yes, I am." I answered. I brought his paw to my lips, and placed a tender kiss to his palm. He cupped my cheek, and smiled at me warmly. Suddenly a knock was heard from below. He looked away from me, confusion in his eyes. I got up from my seat and followed him downstairs.

"Cogsworth, it is him again! That man!" I heard Lumierre gasp in his thick french accent. What man? When I got downstairs, I saw my father standing at the door. My eyes widened in surprise, and I ran to him and hugged him.

"Papa!" I gasped, not letting go of him. He hugged me back hard, tears streaming down his face. He was freezing. His face was almost blue, and his fingers were in very odd positions. "Papa, are you alright?" I asked, finally letting go.

Maurice's POV

Belle was warm, and so was the castle. I was so glad to hug my little girl again. That's when I noticed the Beast. He stood a couple of feet away, watching Belle closley. I gasped in horror, and put Belle behind me. The Beast grunted, and came toward me. "I...I'm-" He started, but I cut him off with a battle cry. I ran toward him, fists clenched. He dodged me, and gulped.

"Papa, no! Please! You misunterstand!" Belle yelled. But I kept going after the Beast, flailing my arms wildley. I jumped on his back, and thats when mine gave out. I crashed onto the carpeted floor, with a cry of pain. I got up and cracked my back, and the pain was gone in a flash. I advanced on the Beast again, with a sharp peice of glass that had fallen to the ground when I did. "Papa, no! Please no! You don't understand! I love him!" Belle screamed. I stopped. The Beast stood at the top of the stairs. She loved him? How could she love him? A beast! He was hideous, with fangs and claws and fur!

"Belle?" I asked, confused. I dropped the piece of glass on the floor, causing it to shatter into tinier pieces. Then a flash came.

Beast's POV

I stood at the top of the stairs, panting. Belle's father was old, but fast. Belle loved me. She said so herself.

Suddenly, I couldn't feel myself. I couldn't feel the ground beneath my paws. My eyes closed automatically. This was it. This was the transformation. Human again. Light ran through my body, and I felt warm all over. I didn't know what happened next.

Belle's POV

He was off the ground. Light streamed through his fingertips and toes. Suddenly he was on the ground again, lying under a cloak. I ran up the stairs, and lifted the cloak from atop of him. He wasn't there. Instead, a man with long brown hair, in a ragged, ripped up white shirt, and ripped black pants. He got up slowley, falling down a couple of times. "Belle, it's me." He turned to me, smiling brightly. I examined him. His auburn hair reached past his shoulders, and his teeth were all inside his mouth. I moved my eyes up to his. They were...his. Light blue, sparkling. It was him. It was Beast. I smiled at him, and hugged him close. When we broke apart, he pulled my face to his and we locked lips. His tongue grazed along my bottom lip, our lips moving in sycronization. I opened my mouth, letting him enter it. I wrapped my arms wrapped around his nape, and his around my waist.

We pulled away from each other, and hugged. I no longer felt the warm coat of fur as I had moments before.

A/N: This is chapter one of many. I hope you liked it!