Hey guys! Welcome back to another Chapter! Chapter 21! Yay! lol This chapter is pure filler and angst. No steamy sex in this chapter but does have some flirting. I Do not own original story or characters. With that being said please enjoy! ^^
(Ch 21)
"What are you doing here, Gaston?" Maurice said with anger and confusion in his voice while he covered June's vulnerable nakedness with his own body.
June clung to him as his body shook. "Who are these people, Maurice?" He asked softly with fear and worry in his tone.
"Don't worry, June." Maurice said trying to comfort June. He slipped himself back into his breaches and tied them back up between them. He then slipped off his large shirt and slipped it over June covering the smaller man like a mini dress.
June feeling a little better about his state of dress hopped off of the table and gathered his clothes. He went to a room to dress all the while Maurice and Gaston stared at each other angrily. "Where is Beall?" Gaston asked with a nonchalant tone of voice.
"That's none of your concern. You didn't want to help me last time I asked. So, what's the point of telling?" Maurice growled.
Gaston's eyes narrowed, "So, you still believe that Beall is trapped by a Beast, then?"
"Heh, yeah a big beast!" LeFou chuckled beside Gaston.
Gaston smacked the smaller man in the back of the head as he too chuckled. "Yeah, as I recall it had a long, hideously ugly, snout."
"Yeah, yeah, and long, sharp, claws!" LeFou added with more chuckles.
Maurice crossed his arms over his chest with an unamused look on his face, "Laugh all you want, but when the beast comes for more children don't say I didn't warn you." He warned, his tone serous.
Gaston stopped laughing, "So, you admit it? That you raved about the beast that supposedly captured Beall?"
Maurice blinked, "Yes. Why would I not?"
Gaston grinned evilly at the older man, "Did you hear that, dean? Is that not the best evidence? This old mans confession should be more then sufficient to put him away, is it not?" He asked the older man that was now standing behind him in the darkness.
The older man stepped through the door into the light with a wicked grin on his pale, wrinkled, face. "Yes, more then enough." The dean said in a dark tone.
June's eyes widened as he watched through the crack of the door. His breath caught as he watched the men struggle with Maurice to capture him. He gasped and stepped away from the door when he heard Gaston say, "He has a lover here as well. Capture them as well!"
June shook his head and looked around the room. He found a window and a rug sack on the bed. He grabbed the rug sack and opened the window. He hopped out of the window to the ground bellow and ran for his horse. He quickly hopped onto his horse and slapped it to make it run. He steered into the forest as he remembered the last words that Maurice whispered to him, "Please, go and find my son..." He gulped as he heard the yells from men that pursued him. He road his horse hard, until the yells faded and he found himself in front of a huge daunting castle and large black gates. He had found it! The castle that Maurice had told him about. He wondered if he was strong enough to take on the beast, to save his lovers son.
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Adam found the boy in his room that he had given to the boy when he first arrived, "Beall?" He said as he knocked on the large doors.
"Go away!" He yelled out through the doors.
Adam felt hurt at the heat behind Beall's words, "I just wanted to invite you to a special dinner tonight. I brought you tailored clothing for the evening." He didn't expect the boy to answer nor take the clothing that he offered. After all the boy was embarrassed and hurt from his servants actions.
Alas, to his surprise the boy opened the door to look up at him, "What is so special about this evening?" He asked quietly.
Adam wanted nothing more then to simply comfort his small lover as he looked into the sad, red, puffy, honey-brown eyes of the boy, "You will have to see. I have been planning this since this morning. Please, come."
"So, then, this isn't a make up for today's lunch?"
Adam smiled a little at the cute, puppy dog look on Beall's face, "No, I am afraid not. However, the servant's that are working on this evening are sure to be putting in all of their hard work as an apology. And I assure you, when you are ready, I will make sure they apologize properly for their unforgivable behavior."
"Thank you..." Beall said as Adam passed the clothing to the boy. "Thank you for the clothing as well..."
Adam's eyes softened, "You are welcome. However, it is I who want you to look your best this evening, for I have something of importance to discus with you."
Beall's eye brows rose, "Something of such importance that it is required to dress so luxuriously and have a special evening? I am curious as to what this discussion could unveil." The boy chuckled lightly.
Adam chuckled at the small joke from the boy, "Ah, yes, but you see you are my treasured lover, dear boy. For I favor you, and that favor will be displayed this evening."
"You speak as if you have another lover." Beall chuckled yet again.
"No. Of coursed you are the only lover of which I possess."
Beall blushed pink, "You speak of possession as if I am a prisoner."
Adam chuckled, "Ah, but its is not you that is the prisoner of such possession. For which tonight I will unveil the possessions true prisoner of which is kept."
Beall giggled softly, "Why you have my heart aflutter at the prospect of such a discussion. Perhaps, I will attend this evening."
Adam smiled with amusement, "I desire your presence this evening. For that I anticipate it."
Beall looked slightly away bashfully, "Desire? Such a robust word... How will you anticipate such.. a willful response?" Beall breathed.
Adam smiled cockily, "Oh, but once the discussion has been discussed, one can only anticipate such a response."
Beall blushed crimson, "Oh.. it must be of grave importance to produce such a response."
Adam chuckled at Beall's bashful shyness, "Ah, yes, quite important." He said simply and cupped Beall's face in his paw. Beall looked up at him with those puppy dog eyes and Adam swooned. "What a titillating expression..." He mused.
Beall's bottom jaw trembled, "I apologize.. for my actions earlier..." He said softly.
"Hush now. I need no such apology from you. Your actions were just."
Beall's eyes softened at Adam's soft tone and he too swooned. His small hands cupped the paw firmly onto his face as he leaned into its soft warmth. He closed his eyes for long moments as his face contorted sorrowfully. His face looked as if he was almost pained and his lips trembled as if he wanted so badly to say something. His heart thumped achingly in his chest at the thought of reviling his true feelings to Adam. He had to question if such a beast could ever return his feelings. "Adam..." He whispered almost inaudibly.
"Yes, Beall?" Adam whispered just as softly.
"I love.." Adam held his breath, "I love.. this feeling that you give me..." Adam sighed almost disappointingly.
"And what feeling is that you speak of?"
"Its the.. feeling of warmth.. on my flesh, the.. flutter in my heart, the.. tingle of protection down my spine, the.. soft touches that drive me mad, this fondness I feel has become such a craving and I.. I love it." Beall looked up at Adam and Adam looked almost pained as if his words had hurt him somehow, "Do.. do you not feel the same?"
"Yes, of course I feel the same. That.. and more..."
Beall blinked, "More?"
Adam tore his eyes away, "Yes, well, I should get back to preparing the evening."
Beall blinked again with disbelief, what did he mean by more? What else could such a beast feel for him? Was it love? Or perhaps he was just accommodating the prospect of wishful thinking, he thought ruefully. He slid his hands away from the paw to free it and Adam pulled it back. "Very well. I will then perhaps encounter you this evening."
Adam nodded and bowed and left him. Beall sighed at the ache of the thought of Adam not loving him as he loved him. Could his love be requited? He wondered as he entered his room.
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"He said he loved the way I make him feel! What is that supposed to mean?" Adam asked in a roaring voice.
"Perhaps, it was a test to gauge your reaction before he confesses his love?" Mrs. Potts suggested.
Adam sat in a near by chair and sighed with defeat, "I am distraught. And I have no idea what to do. Should I confess? What if I confess and he does not requite my feelings? Then, would I have ruined any chance of him ever loving me? What if he flees? Disgusted with the idea of being with me..."
"Please. Why would he be disgusted now? All of a sudden? When you have already done such perverse things to him? Why would he suddenly be disgusted with you because you have feelings for him?" The stove/oven asked nonchalantly.
"Chef Bouch! Don't be so insensitive! The maitriser is distressed! His questions are ligament! The boy's confession was strangely questioning!" Lumiare said.
"No it wasn't! The boys confession was as close to a love confession as one can get without directly saying I love you!" The stove/oven now known as Chef Bouch argued.
Adam's eyes widened as he leaned forward, "You think that to be true?" He asked with almost desperation in his voice.
"Yes, master! The boy loves you! Confess already!" Chef Bouch said with irritation, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to prepare dinner for this evening." He said grumpily at the awe struck looks he was getting from the group.
Adam cleared his throat, "Ah, yes, perhaps we should leave Chef to it then." He said as he got up out of his chair and left the kitchen with the servants following him out as well.
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Beall shut the door behind him and held the clothing to his small chest. "What's wrong, Beall?" Madame de La Grande Bouche asked.
Beall looked at the wardrobe, "I-I almost confessed to Adam. I almost told him I loved him.. but.. I didn't. Why didn't I? I love him. I know I do. But, my heart aches when I am about to say it. I think.. I'm scared. What if he doesn't feel the same for me? He is a beast after all. Can a beast really love someone? Or is it just physical with him? I am so confused... He talked about me being his treasured lover.. but he said nothing of love." Beall's eyes went to the floor as he remembered Adam's dark blue eyes, "But the way he looks at me..." He breathed, "It's almost as if his eyes are screaming his love at me... But, is it true? Or just an illusion on my part?" He looked at the wardrobe again with sadness in his eyes, "Do I want so desperately for him to love me that I am seeing love in his eyes? What if he kills me for having such feelings for him? Or worse... tells me to leave..."
"He wouldn't tell you to leave or kill you. I think the fear you have is perfectly normal, when you are in love. I'm sure the love you see is not an illusion. Master was human once, I'm sure his love isn't different just because he is now a beast." The wardrobe said to the boy.
The boy blinked back tears as they stung his eyes, "You think he truly loves me? Like the way I love him?"
"I'm not sure, but I do know that you will never know how he truly feels if you don't confess, unless he confesses first."
Beall's eyes widened, "You think that's what he want's to discuss? You think he's going to confess this evening?"
"I'm not sure."
Beall looked to the floor, "Well, if he confesses, then I will as well!" He said with determination in his voice.
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That evening...
Beall walked down the stairs and at the bottom was Adam waiting with a heavy gaze. A gaze so strong and filled with powerful emotions that Beall couldn't read them.
Adam's eyes rolled down Beall's clothed form. He wore the clothing that Adam had brought him. It was a pale yellow shirt with a gold vest that was embroidered with yellow roses, a long jacket that went to the boys' mid-thigh and had a split in the back. The jacket matched the vest. The boy also wore black breaches and black boots with yellow threading. His hair was tied back with a gold ribbon that was shaped into a bow at the base of his neck. The boy looked stunning, Adam thought.
Beall's eye's took in all of Adam. He was groomed, he noticed, and well dressed in a blue jacket with gold buttons and threading. He wore black breaches that left his beast like calf's show. His feet was bare, as always, but he noticed how well kept his nails, and hair looked. Instead of over grown and messy as always, they were trimmed and the hair was held back in a blue ribbon in a bow.
They smiled at one another as Adam held out his huge paw for Beall to take. Beall stepped off of the last step and stepped up to Adam. He slipped his hand into the warm, furry, paw and the digits surrounded his small hand. He looked up from the paw that held his and into the deep, blue, eyes that he so adored. The eyes held his gaze for long moments. Both breathing shallowly with nervousness. Hearts thumping erratically in their chests. They both swallowed loudly and Adam was the first to speak.
"I have had Chef Bouch prepare his finniest meal for us. Shall we?" Beall nodded and they walked to the dinning hall to eat.
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