*Burning Roses. *
*A Beauty and The Beast story. *
Rating: Pg-13Pairings: None yet.
Genre: Romance, Humor, and Drama. And action (I think).
Disclaimer: Please for the love of God, keep the first chapter's disclaimer in your mind as you read.
Summary: Trust me Those twists and turns come out of no where. I don't even see them coming.
Glad to know I influence some one. But if your Mother comes after ME with an elephant gun- with real bullets, not skittles-… well I can't say anything funny about that other then, no parties at my eulogy. And no open coffins, it wouldn't be pretty. (and if anyone puts me in a dress, they'd better be prepared to hire an exorcist. Think of that for a little bit.)
Valley girls really scare me, for some odd reason. I think it's becuz they remind me of cheerleaders. I don't know why but… I'm afraid. Kinda like my best friend and old people. Then again, I'm afraid of old people too. Especially the ones in wheel chairs. You just know that if you annoy them, they are going to run you down. o.O;.
I love my style of writing too, because it's the only thing I own. Heh. Well, that's debatable. One of my other personalities is arguing with me right now. It helps to have MPD. Then you can switch persona's and let them write their area of expertise. Like angst… We can do killer angst. Theoretically speaking, wouldn't what I just wrote be counted as a pun?
A drunk? Hours? :: blinks:: Huh? Well, Sure I'll write more. It's fun. Eh, what are ya drunk on? Cuz me got smashed by Dr. Pepper. Isn't it ironic? Dr. and me got drunk off it? Herm, yah.
Seems that Duo and alcohol donna go good together. He has just became lethal weapon # 7 ( or would that be 6? 5?) So, Beast high tails it with Serena in tow and now the go for a jaunt in the garden. Ho hum, la de deee.
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Chapter Twelve.
Morning, blessed morning, came quickly enough. Beast supposed it had to do with the fact that while Serena stared at something from her past, Beast was staring at her, trying to unravel a bit of the mystery about her. All it got him was a headache. But he did realize something….
Serena had a dark past. And he was dying to know what it was. Perhaps later he would take her out to the garden to try a weasel some of her secrets out of the dark.
For some odd reason, he wanted to help her.
He needed to get more sleep… that's what it was. Then he was going to ponder the meaning of his life. And heartily curse the powers that be.
Beast doubted he was going to get much sleep in the next few days. Till he either found a way to keep the vampire away or killed him. Then there seemed to be Serena's night terrors.
Between those two elements, sleep seemed like wishful thinking. Damn, was he unlucky.
With a gusty sigh he looked up from his breakfast plate at the golden haired girl down at the other end of the table sitting by her two mini guardians. He watched her carefully, and realized she was trembling. Strange, he hadn't noticed that before.
She sighed, and tried to control her shaking in vain. She was just so jittery after last night's … excitement. Yeah, that's the word for it. She just needed to eat, then the jitters would go away. At least, she hoped they would, it was hard to get food to her mouth her hand was trembling so bad.
Beside her, Duo was quite literally throwing himself into the food, wolfing it down like a rapid…wolf. There is something to be said for a tiny man that can eat ten times his weight in five seconds. That something is watch your hands, for he could just bite that hand off.
Wufei was going a little slower but was nonetheless packing away his fair share. Keep fingers away.
Both were sending little food bits flying into the air. And, Serena who sat between them was getting pummeled with the tiny crumbs. Honestly, Serena like the two fairies, really she did. But come on. Who wanted to be pummeled by bits of food? Not that she noticed. She was shaking too bad.
Surprisingly, It was Duo who noticed this little detail. He paused his attack and eyed Serena with worry. Beast had spoken to him and Wufei earlier in the morning about Serena. They were to protect her at all times, and keep an eye on her then report any developments to the mother shi… er, Beast.
Mother ships…they don't even know about aliens yet. Pardon me, I'm watching Independence Day while I relay this tale to you. It's very influential. Hah Ha. Or, maybe it's Will Smith.
Duo had immediately gotten into the spirit of things and was taking his duty surprisingly seriously. Wufei was still having trouble getting past the towel wrapped terror with a peashooter. Who threw him into the pink witch, which resulted in severe trauma. He was currently seeking professional help.
Serena gave up. Her hands were shaking and she needed to eat, but she'd be damned if she was going to have someone feed her. Feh, that was an amusing mental image. Picture this: A baby Serena sitting on her diapered butt, having Beast in an apron trying to force food down her throat using the galloping horse method. Funny; hilarious even.
It wasn't going to happen.
Sighing, she pushed her plate away and pulled her drink; orange juice with a twist of …something in it towards her. Then she stared into the golden liquid with a bitter expression. It stared back. She blinked then squealed as Duo came up from the liquid sputtering and cursing magic's twisted humor.
" I meant to do that," He told her flatly. And shook his fist at the goblet then stuck out his tongue.
Serena made a noise at the back of her throat, half between a growl and a groan, " Du-ooo. You ruined my drink." She stared at the duo tainted breakfast juice pointedly, then looked back at him. " I would kill you. But, Relena's behind you and she can take care of you better then I can."
Terror flashed in the small fairy's violet orbs and with a horrified shriek he launched himself back into the goblet. Wufei had already vacated the premises. But he left a dust cloud replica of himself to show his thanks for the lovely meal.
And Relena was no where to be scream, I mean, seen.
Serena blink, then smiled slowly and threw her head back, cackling with insane glee. So hard in fact, that tears fell from her cheeks.
"I can't believe you fell for it, tee hee, bwahahahaha, hoo boy."
Duo glared at her over the golden rim of the goblet, dripping orange juice. Spiked orange juice, to be precise. Uh-oh. Then he ruined the whole die now glare by hiccupping.
Serena sweat dropped, slowly leaning away from the table. She knew full well that a drunk Duo who could work magic was not a good thing. Oh no, no, no, no, no.
Down at his end of the table, Beast stared at the scene before him with a sinking feeling of impending doom. A drunk Duo and an on egde Serena.
Oh joy. Why do you hate me? He thought miserably, rolling his eyes upwards. What did I ever do?
Serena shot him a freaked out look a question in her eyes. He nodded. She swallowed, then looked back at Duo who was now engaged in a rowdy up beat tavern song. One consisting of Five well endowed blondes on a … yes well, lets not get into details.
And those of you who are getting mental images, please take them else where. You're scaring me. Perverts. Creative perverts, but perverts nonetheless.
" Er…. Who's up for a jaunt in the garden? Beast?" Serena deplored, eager to save her sanity and hide, as well as Beast's. Not because she liked him or anything, Ye gads, no, she just had to repay him for saving her last night.
Where the hell did you get like from anyway?
Beast seized this golden escape/opportunity and offered the girl his arm, which she took. Together, they made tangible tracks to the garden. And left behind a lovely dust cloud trail.
Duo looked around for his escapee audience and belched gentlemanly, " Wheresd they all goesh to?" He asked no one. Though in his state of mind he may have been directing the question to the (imaginary/alcohol induced dellusionary) buxom blonde sitting beside him, wearing …. Er….anyways. The blonde just giggled. And jiggled.
Great, now I'm seeing AND hearing things. Fabulous. And I'm not even drunk. * Flails *
Out in the garden, Serena sat on the fountain heaving from their marathon paced 'jaunt'. Beast just gave a sigh of relief, not at all winded. A fact that pissed Serena off to no end. He had after all, dragged her out here. And, by some dumb flux, she was the one who was struggling to breath. Grrr.
"Why'd you :: huff:: drag me? Some one :: gasp:: light a fire :: heave:: under you're tail?"
He eyed her almost in disbelief, " Trust me, dear, You did not want to be around him when he is Drunk. He gets very creepy. And he talks to things we can't see. Fairies can't handle their liquor very well, I suppose. Wufei never touched the stuff. Neither has Quatre. Where is he by the way?"
" Some place way away from me, I'll wager." Serena mused dryly.
Chuckling, Beast crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall of the garden and crossing his ankles as he did so. His tail then wrapped around his legs.
He was almost … alluring that way.
Serena blinked at her thoughts and then proceeded to bash their brains out. Outwardly, she looked away towards the fountain, which hadn't been there yesterday. She lifted her eyebrows. Must have been the magic. The castle was strange. Very, very strange. It had the quirky tendency to change when you weren't looking.
Which meant you ran into walls that weren't there before you blinked. Again, she spoke from experience.
This morning on her way to the dining hall she had spent a good fives minutes yelling at the wall about the horrid details of her life and yadda yadda, so on and so forth and now you suddenly change on me and make me run into you, Ingrate! while rubbing her sore nose. It felt good to rant. Serena had thanked the wall, made an appointment for later and left.
The wall had stayed silent, perhaps too scared to say anything. Otherwise, it was really helpful.
Then again, walls were inanimate so why on earth would it talk. Sometimes, Serena had to worry about her self. And that seemed to be happening more frequently lately.
Beast watched Serena mull over her thoughts with a hooded gaze. While she thought about whatever, he wondered about her past. Her night terrors, her catatonia phases and her weak self confidence. All were tied to her mother in one way of another. As well as her father.
Quite the puzzle. Heh, he'd never much liked puzzles. They gave him headaches. Then again, so did Serena. Perfect matches.
One thing was for certain, he was going to get to the bottom of the mystery. He just wanted to help her. Then, maybe, she could help him.
End Chapter.
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::Puts flag away and clears throat.:: Yes, well, I've had one too many Dr.Pepper's today.
:: Coughs.:: If anyone wants the jokes, they have to …:: scratches neck nervously.:: email me. Ack! Don't hurt me.:: Jumps behind a object in abject terror.:: Er…. Yeah, too much caffeine. I'm getting paranoid. Anyway, use email address clickermajig on the bio page thingy. Thing. Oh yes, technical terms rule. And if you leave potato chips out in Florida, they get all floppy.
Advice for the chapter: If you can't beat your computer at chess, try kick boxing. (Oohh Kickboxing. How enjoyable. C'mere computer…bwahahahaha.)
How fitting. I've had comp problems hence the reason I have not been able to get this chapter up sooner.
Oh and remember, odd objects draw fire; never hide behind one. So that means when your at a family reunion and all you want to do is get away from all the cheek pinchers and smoochers who leave you with lipstick marks, don't hide behind Aunt Gertrude because they'll find you any way. Hide under a pyramid. It didn't work For Lina, but who knows, your luck may be better.