The Beast? And the Beauty? by Travaria
Part 1
It was a normal town, not too poor, not too rich. Of course there were poor people and rich people, but generally everyone belonged in the middle class. The poor people were your everyday poor people, and the rich were your everyday rich people, except for two small exceptions. The first was from the poor class. He was an orphan, who lived alone and had very little, not all that unusual, but the thing was that he was always so happy despite the fact that he had almost nothing. Now normally if someone was so happy and they were poor then the other people wouldn't like the person, but Duo (for that is the boy's name) was just so cheerful that no one could bring themselves to dislike him, although several people were convinced that he was completely crazy.
On the other hand, we have our other exception, from the rich class this time. Her name is Relena Peacecraft. The thing about Relena is that no one really likes the poor girl, so she withdrew deep into her castle-like home deep in the forest to the south of the town, not speaking to any one besides her brother or any guy who might consider marrying her. Unfortunately the boys always refused her. The constant rejection pushed Relena into doing things that normally she would not do, such as studying the blackest forms of magic.
Her brother, Zechs, on the other hand appeared to be pretty normal. Unlike Relena, everyone liked him. All the girls want him, and all the guys wish that they were him, except for Duo of course, who hated his guts. So naturally Zechs was drawn immediately to Duo, who despised him and Duo did everything in his power to get away from him. Now Zechs only seemed normal, the truth was that he had a secret. The 'chick-magnet' was really, gay, and bent on 'getting' Duo.
"Good morning Duo," the book-shop keeper greeted the hyper boy as he bounced into the store early Monday morning, his chestnut colored braid flapping and his violet-eyes sparkling.
"Morning," Duo chirped. "I finished the book I borrowed. It was excellent. I don't suppose you have anything new? Probably not, but that's okay, I can read something over again if you don't."
"You're right, I don't have anything new, but feel free to borrow something again."
"Thanks!" Duo exclaimed easily picking his favorite book off the shelf. "Well I have to go, see you when I finish it!" With that Duo popped out of the shop and back on to the streets, where Zechs was waiting for him.
"Good morning Duo," Zechs said, with his sexiest grin, his long blonde hair draped around him and his ice-blue eyes gleaming.
"Morning," Duo replied, with a fake smile that threatened to turn into a grimace. "I'd love to stay and talk with you, but I'm in a big hurry." Duo sidestepped the taller youth and attempted to walk past him, but Zechs' arm shot out and grabbed his shoulder.
"No need to hurry so quickly. Why don't you take time off of what ever it is that you are doing to come take a walk with me?"
Duo jerked his arm out of Zechs' grasp. "Because I'm busy," Duo answered while thinking, 'Because you're an ego-centric jerk.' Zechs' hand shot out again, this time grabbing Duo's long braid. Duo halted immediately and spun around. "Would you please remove your hand from my hair," Duo requested, his temper just barely kept in check. Zechs tugged the braid lightly, bringing Duo closer to him.
"Now, now Duo, there is no reason to go on pretending that you don't have feelings for me. You know you want me," Zechs purred leaning toward Duo, who was leaning back in disgust.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Duo exploded, tugging his braid out of Zechs' hand and jumping a good two feet back. "Don't you get it? I hate you, I despise you, I can't stand to be within twenty feet of you!!!! Now go away and leave me alone!!" Zechs frowned.
"What is that supposed to mean?" the blonde man asked coolly.
"Argh! Just leave me alone!" Duo yelled as he stalked off through the streets.
"Perhaps I was wrong about him," Zechs mused, then he gasped. "I know what must be wrong, he must like girls. How could I have been so blind? I know, I'll set him up with my dear sister Relena." With that Zechs headed after the unfortunate boy, intent on dragging him off to see Relena.
******
"I can't believe that guy. As if I would actually like him!" Duo complained to his horse. Duo was grooming the magnificent black mare in a clearing just outside his forest surrounded modest one-room cottage. "He is such an ego-maniac! I don't see how anyone could like him, much less the whole freaking town! If he ever says something like that to me again I think I might throw up!" Duo continued to grumble and act uncharacteristically angry and upset as he worked on the mare, Shinigami. He froze at the sound of footsteps approaching him from behind. 'Please don't let that be who I think it is, please!' Duo begged mentally, not turning around to look.
"Ah, Duo," Zechs panted, it had been a lo~ong trip to Duo's somewhat hidden cottage. "I have found you at last." Duo remained facing away from the mentally unstable man on the off chance that he would leave. "I have realized my mistake in how I dealt with you before. I apologize profusely."
Duo's curiosity got the better of him and he turned toward the other man slightly. 'Could he have actually gotten a clue?' Duo wondered. The blonde guy not only looked serious enough, but he also looked truly sorry, so Duo completed his turn until he was completely facing Zechs. "Thank you for apologizing," Duo said with a slight grin. As soon as he said that Zechs brightened.
"Well, now that we are back on speaking terms, I have a proposition for you," Zechs began, speaking so fast that Duo didn't have a chance to interrupt. "Since it is obvious from your reaction to me that you prefer women, I suggest that you meet my sister. She is a delightful girl, and I'm sure you two will hit it off immediately!" Without waiting for a response or permission Zechs grabbed Duo by the arm and began hauling him toward his house. Duo was so shocked by the abruptness that he hardly even protested, and Zechs ignored the feeble complaints.
******
"Mirror, mirror in my hand, show me the closest hunk on hand," Relena sighed reverently into a beautifully decorated mirror. Now you didn't have to say it, but Relena liked to make up cute poems when she searched for her prey...er, her suitors. The mirror fogged up and then cleared showing a handsome huntsman with brown bangs falling over one of his forest-green eyes. Relena smiled slightly maniacally as she gazed upon him. "He will do." Relena called forth her magic and said, "Huntsman in the forest green, come to me your future queen." Another pointless rhyme, but despite that, and the fact that she wasn't queen or even a princess, the spell quickly went to work and the hunter found himself pulled towards the castle that she lived in.
Relena giggled hysterically and prepared herself to meet him. It wasn't that she actually thought that he would like her, she knew better than that by now, she was actually just planning on having fun with the poor boy, like she had with the Chinese youth. The Chinese youth that was currently a moving talking clock. "Hmm, now what would be a good thing to make my new play-toy. Maybe a candlestick, or a tea-pot, oh or a chair!" Relena exclaimed to herself and once again breaking into slightly deranged giggles.
******
Trowa had been minding his own business. He had only come to the forest to check his traps that was it. The young huntsman sighed. 'Why do these kind of things always happen to me,' Trowa thought gloomily as he stared up at the castle that his body was intent on bringing him to. He knew witchcraft when he saw it.
Of its own accord his body guided him up a huge set of stairs and through an ominous looking pair of gigantic doors. Trowa hardly managed to retain a sigh as he entered the castle; it was obvious that no good could come of this. His suspicions were confirmed when he entered a room that held only a blonde girl who was sitting at a huge empty table smiling maliciously at him.
"Welcome to my humble home," Relena greeted her sweet innocent voice totally clashing with the evil look on her face. "I am Relena Peacecraft, and you are?" Trowa didn't answer; he had a feeling that telling her his name would only make it worse. Relena's eyes darkened. "Well, speak up!"
Trowa felt the pull of the magic once again and found his mouth answering without his consent. "I am Trowa Barton."
"Welcome Trowa. I don't suppose you have a girlfriend, do you?" Relena asked. Trowa struggled to remain quiet, but the spell was still affecting him.
"No. I don't like girls," the green-eyed boy answered. Not only did he have to speak, but he also had to tell the truth. Something flared in Relena's eyes and suddenly Trowa had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling.
"Is that so," Relena replied in a civil tone, from between clenched teeth. "Well then why don't you have a seat." Trowa's body seated itself into a nearby chair. 'Why is it that I always end up with the gay ones!' Relena fumed as she watched the tall slender youth, 'A chair is too good for him, a teapot is too. Candlestick it is.'
Trowa watched slightly disturbed as the girl's eyes lit with unholy glee. He frowned as she began to chant some kind of rhyme under her breath. When Trowa felt the intense build-up of magical energy he attempted to run for it, but her previous spell was still in control of his body, so he was literally stuck to his seat. In a rush he was transformed into a candlestick and was treated to one of Relena's evil laughs.
******
Zechs paused at the door of his castle, the unfortunate Duo still in hand. He felt a little cautious about entering since he could hear his little sister inside laughing. At the sound of the laughter Duo froze, there was no way he wanted to go anywhere near what ever was making the terrible noise, it chilled his blood.
"Now now Duo-chan, do not worry my sister is entirely stable," Zechs said with a slightly nervous chuckle. 'At least I hope she is'.
"No way, I am not going in there!" Duo exclaimed shaking his head. But Zechs used his superior size and weight to propel the braided boy inside the castle.
******
"Oh Wuffie, I have a new friend for you to play with," Relena sang out, looking over her new candlestick with pleasure. A small oriental looking grandfather clock waddled into the room muttering angrily under his breath, he had long since stopped trying to get her to stop calling him that, but that didn't mean he had to like it.
"What do you want onna!" Wufei exclaimed.
"Now, now Wuffie, be nice. I could still have you changed into a wall fixture you know," Relena lectured. "This is Trowa. I want you to be kind to him, as he is the only other walking talking piece of furniture currently in my home. Now both of you leave my chambers!" The candlestick hopped off the chair and out the door, followed by the clock. As soon as the magical door swung shut behind them, Relena burst into tears. "No one will ever love me," the girl sobbed. "I am doomed to live my life alone with only the men I've turned into furniture for company! Life is so cruel to my poor self!"
******
Trowa followed the clock as it waddled down the hall. The acrobat turned candlestick was having a hard time adjusting to the fact that the closest thing he had to legs was a round base. Although he never actually fell, he came pretty close several times and he was having trouble keeping up with Wufei. Once they were a good distance away from the evil creature's presence Trowa decided to get some answers from his companion. "Excuse me, what just happened?" Trowa asked.
"That crazy onna has turned you into a candlestick using the black magic that she has harnessed do to a bewitched rose she keeps in the tower!" Wufei ranted, obviously still angry with her.
"Why?"
"The onna found herself unable to find a man, so she has been taking it out on her latest 'suitors'! Namely you, and me!"
"And who are you?"
"I am Chang Wufei. Welcome Trowa Barton, welcome to hell."
to be continued….
Part 1
It was a normal town, not too poor, not too rich. Of course there were poor people and rich people, but generally everyone belonged in the middle class. The poor people were your everyday poor people, and the rich were your everyday rich people, except for two small exceptions. The first was from the poor class. He was an orphan, who lived alone and had very little, not all that unusual, but the thing was that he was always so happy despite the fact that he had almost nothing. Now normally if someone was so happy and they were poor then the other people wouldn't like the person, but Duo (for that is the boy's name) was just so cheerful that no one could bring themselves to dislike him, although several people were convinced that he was completely crazy.
On the other hand, we have our other exception, from the rich class this time. Her name is Relena Peacecraft. The thing about Relena is that no one really likes the poor girl, so she withdrew deep into her castle-like home deep in the forest to the south of the town, not speaking to any one besides her brother or any guy who might consider marrying her. Unfortunately the boys always refused her. The constant rejection pushed Relena into doing things that normally she would not do, such as studying the blackest forms of magic.
Her brother, Zechs, on the other hand appeared to be pretty normal. Unlike Relena, everyone liked him. All the girls want him, and all the guys wish that they were him, except for Duo of course, who hated his guts. So naturally Zechs was drawn immediately to Duo, who despised him and Duo did everything in his power to get away from him. Now Zechs only seemed normal, the truth was that he had a secret. The 'chick-magnet' was really, gay, and bent on 'getting' Duo.
"Good morning Duo," the book-shop keeper greeted the hyper boy as he bounced into the store early Monday morning, his chestnut colored braid flapping and his violet-eyes sparkling.
"Morning," Duo chirped. "I finished the book I borrowed. It was excellent. I don't suppose you have anything new? Probably not, but that's okay, I can read something over again if you don't."
"You're right, I don't have anything new, but feel free to borrow something again."
"Thanks!" Duo exclaimed easily picking his favorite book off the shelf. "Well I have to go, see you when I finish it!" With that Duo popped out of the shop and back on to the streets, where Zechs was waiting for him.
"Good morning Duo," Zechs said, with his sexiest grin, his long blonde hair draped around him and his ice-blue eyes gleaming.
"Morning," Duo replied, with a fake smile that threatened to turn into a grimace. "I'd love to stay and talk with you, but I'm in a big hurry." Duo sidestepped the taller youth and attempted to walk past him, but Zechs' arm shot out and grabbed his shoulder.
"No need to hurry so quickly. Why don't you take time off of what ever it is that you are doing to come take a walk with me?"
Duo jerked his arm out of Zechs' grasp. "Because I'm busy," Duo answered while thinking, 'Because you're an ego-centric jerk.' Zechs' hand shot out again, this time grabbing Duo's long braid. Duo halted immediately and spun around. "Would you please remove your hand from my hair," Duo requested, his temper just barely kept in check. Zechs tugged the braid lightly, bringing Duo closer to him.
"Now, now Duo, there is no reason to go on pretending that you don't have feelings for me. You know you want me," Zechs purred leaning toward Duo, who was leaning back in disgust.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Duo exploded, tugging his braid out of Zechs' hand and jumping a good two feet back. "Don't you get it? I hate you, I despise you, I can't stand to be within twenty feet of you!!!! Now go away and leave me alone!!" Zechs frowned.
"What is that supposed to mean?" the blonde man asked coolly.
"Argh! Just leave me alone!" Duo yelled as he stalked off through the streets.
"Perhaps I was wrong about him," Zechs mused, then he gasped. "I know what must be wrong, he must like girls. How could I have been so blind? I know, I'll set him up with my dear sister Relena." With that Zechs headed after the unfortunate boy, intent on dragging him off to see Relena.
******
"I can't believe that guy. As if I would actually like him!" Duo complained to his horse. Duo was grooming the magnificent black mare in a clearing just outside his forest surrounded modest one-room cottage. "He is such an ego-maniac! I don't see how anyone could like him, much less the whole freaking town! If he ever says something like that to me again I think I might throw up!" Duo continued to grumble and act uncharacteristically angry and upset as he worked on the mare, Shinigami. He froze at the sound of footsteps approaching him from behind. 'Please don't let that be who I think it is, please!' Duo begged mentally, not turning around to look.
"Ah, Duo," Zechs panted, it had been a lo~ong trip to Duo's somewhat hidden cottage. "I have found you at last." Duo remained facing away from the mentally unstable man on the off chance that he would leave. "I have realized my mistake in how I dealt with you before. I apologize profusely."
Duo's curiosity got the better of him and he turned toward the other man slightly. 'Could he have actually gotten a clue?' Duo wondered. The blonde guy not only looked serious enough, but he also looked truly sorry, so Duo completed his turn until he was completely facing Zechs. "Thank you for apologizing," Duo said with a slight grin. As soon as he said that Zechs brightened.
"Well, now that we are back on speaking terms, I have a proposition for you," Zechs began, speaking so fast that Duo didn't have a chance to interrupt. "Since it is obvious from your reaction to me that you prefer women, I suggest that you meet my sister. She is a delightful girl, and I'm sure you two will hit it off immediately!" Without waiting for a response or permission Zechs grabbed Duo by the arm and began hauling him toward his house. Duo was so shocked by the abruptness that he hardly even protested, and Zechs ignored the feeble complaints.
******
"Mirror, mirror in my hand, show me the closest hunk on hand," Relena sighed reverently into a beautifully decorated mirror. Now you didn't have to say it, but Relena liked to make up cute poems when she searched for her prey...er, her suitors. The mirror fogged up and then cleared showing a handsome huntsman with brown bangs falling over one of his forest-green eyes. Relena smiled slightly maniacally as she gazed upon him. "He will do." Relena called forth her magic and said, "Huntsman in the forest green, come to me your future queen." Another pointless rhyme, but despite that, and the fact that she wasn't queen or even a princess, the spell quickly went to work and the hunter found himself pulled towards the castle that she lived in.
Relena giggled hysterically and prepared herself to meet him. It wasn't that she actually thought that he would like her, she knew better than that by now, she was actually just planning on having fun with the poor boy, like she had with the Chinese youth. The Chinese youth that was currently a moving talking clock. "Hmm, now what would be a good thing to make my new play-toy. Maybe a candlestick, or a tea-pot, oh or a chair!" Relena exclaimed to herself and once again breaking into slightly deranged giggles.
******
Trowa had been minding his own business. He had only come to the forest to check his traps that was it. The young huntsman sighed. 'Why do these kind of things always happen to me,' Trowa thought gloomily as he stared up at the castle that his body was intent on bringing him to. He knew witchcraft when he saw it.
Of its own accord his body guided him up a huge set of stairs and through an ominous looking pair of gigantic doors. Trowa hardly managed to retain a sigh as he entered the castle; it was obvious that no good could come of this. His suspicions were confirmed when he entered a room that held only a blonde girl who was sitting at a huge empty table smiling maliciously at him.
"Welcome to my humble home," Relena greeted her sweet innocent voice totally clashing with the evil look on her face. "I am Relena Peacecraft, and you are?" Trowa didn't answer; he had a feeling that telling her his name would only make it worse. Relena's eyes darkened. "Well, speak up!"
Trowa felt the pull of the magic once again and found his mouth answering without his consent. "I am Trowa Barton."
"Welcome Trowa. I don't suppose you have a girlfriend, do you?" Relena asked. Trowa struggled to remain quiet, but the spell was still affecting him.
"No. I don't like girls," the green-eyed boy answered. Not only did he have to speak, but he also had to tell the truth. Something flared in Relena's eyes and suddenly Trowa had a bad feeling, a very bad feeling.
"Is that so," Relena replied in a civil tone, from between clenched teeth. "Well then why don't you have a seat." Trowa's body seated itself into a nearby chair. 'Why is it that I always end up with the gay ones!' Relena fumed as she watched the tall slender youth, 'A chair is too good for him, a teapot is too. Candlestick it is.'
Trowa watched slightly disturbed as the girl's eyes lit with unholy glee. He frowned as she began to chant some kind of rhyme under her breath. When Trowa felt the intense build-up of magical energy he attempted to run for it, but her previous spell was still in control of his body, so he was literally stuck to his seat. In a rush he was transformed into a candlestick and was treated to one of Relena's evil laughs.
******
Zechs paused at the door of his castle, the unfortunate Duo still in hand. He felt a little cautious about entering since he could hear his little sister inside laughing. At the sound of the laughter Duo froze, there was no way he wanted to go anywhere near what ever was making the terrible noise, it chilled his blood.
"Now now Duo-chan, do not worry my sister is entirely stable," Zechs said with a slightly nervous chuckle. 'At least I hope she is'.
"No way, I am not going in there!" Duo exclaimed shaking his head. But Zechs used his superior size and weight to propel the braided boy inside the castle.
******
"Oh Wuffie, I have a new friend for you to play with," Relena sang out, looking over her new candlestick with pleasure. A small oriental looking grandfather clock waddled into the room muttering angrily under his breath, he had long since stopped trying to get her to stop calling him that, but that didn't mean he had to like it.
"What do you want onna!" Wufei exclaimed.
"Now, now Wuffie, be nice. I could still have you changed into a wall fixture you know," Relena lectured. "This is Trowa. I want you to be kind to him, as he is the only other walking talking piece of furniture currently in my home. Now both of you leave my chambers!" The candlestick hopped off the chair and out the door, followed by the clock. As soon as the magical door swung shut behind them, Relena burst into tears. "No one will ever love me," the girl sobbed. "I am doomed to live my life alone with only the men I've turned into furniture for company! Life is so cruel to my poor self!"
******
Trowa followed the clock as it waddled down the hall. The acrobat turned candlestick was having a hard time adjusting to the fact that the closest thing he had to legs was a round base. Although he never actually fell, he came pretty close several times and he was having trouble keeping up with Wufei. Once they were a good distance away from the evil creature's presence Trowa decided to get some answers from his companion. "Excuse me, what just happened?" Trowa asked.
"That crazy onna has turned you into a candlestick using the black magic that she has harnessed do to a bewitched rose she keeps in the tower!" Wufei ranted, obviously still angry with her.
"Why?"
"The onna found herself unable to find a man, so she has been taking it out on her latest 'suitors'! Namely you, and me!"
"And who are you?"
"I am Chang Wufei. Welcome Trowa Barton, welcome to hell."
to be continued….