*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. Cuz I own nadda(well, actually, technically, I own my art and a few other things). And sue me and you get S.O.S. (Shit on a shingle. Actually, it's pretty good on toast. Army food. They called it that for some reason. It's chipped beef and gravy, so please wipe those bad thoughts from yer mind! Now!
Summary: I know what they are, so no need to pitch Bob at me. Nice to meet you Bob. I've housed my Unicorn for…uh…ever. He's always been there. And he protects me from the voices in my head. That's why I'm so confused, and yet, so very nice.
Yer welcome for putting Luna in. I was going to put her in later. But, she was useful. And…well, you'll see what I mean in the next chapter.
And, yes it is a cat. College?! Eeek. :: starts hyperventilating:: I feel for you, really I do.
Insanity is a life saver in a scary, roundabout sort of way. Yesterday, I started talking to myself because I was trying to keep from falling asleep and people just ... kinda looked at me. I feel so abused. :: sniffles dramatically.::
:: begs forgiveness:: I am so sorry I didn't get ch.17 out sooner. I was so bogged down by school and homework, I swear the teachers try to break your will the first day. The whole system is out to get me!! :: left eyebrow twitches:: Oh well, chances are I'll pull through.
Okay, as for what happens, Serena is left alone with one determined to scare the proverbial crap outa her Beast, who then hauls her onto the horse with him and off they ride into the sunset. Well, not really, it just sounded more romantic that way. And, Beast is forgiven. And guess what else. Serena calls him by his real name!!
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Chapter Eighteen.
All right readers, I would like to know one thing. Have any of you ever lost a pet? I mean like they simply vanished, and after a while you start freaking because you want your baby back, and not the ribs, but she/he/it is nowhere to be found. And then, one day out of the blue, the pets back and you feel so fricken happy it's not even funny? Don't laugh. I mean it, don't. Don't even smile. I swear to god almighty that if you smile…
Anyways, you grab them up and nearly squeeze their little brains out for putting you through such heart ache? Well? Have you? Yes? No?
If it's yes, then you are one lucky person, you…person. Pretend that hurt. That and you know exactly how Serena feels. Maybe that's irrelevant.
If it's no, then dammit, I wanna be like you. Pretend to feel grateful. And, yes, that was irrelevant.
Do I sound sarcastic? Do forgive me, I beg you. Not that I'm on my knees or anything, that's a move I spare only in a desperate situation. I don't see any torches or pitch forks. Yet.
Anyways.
Serena swooped down on Luna faster then you can say " Kitty, kitty go squeal, erm, meow." She felt so peachy keen happy at having her baby back, no not baby back ribs,… If you're that hungry go eat, I'll still be here when you get back , I swear… that she held the black fur ball in desperate need of a bath to her chest and nuzzled into the purring fur. Luna managed a squeak of affection through the compacted kitty ribs.
Serena let her hold loose and held Luna up to get a good look at her. Luna blinked her amber red eyes at her mistress and meowed again cutely.
In response, Serena cooed and began to mother hen the startled cat.
" Luna! Why are you so dirty? What on earth have you been …" she took a whiff of the cat and made a gagging noise, " tch, rolling in?"
" Meow."
" You bad cat, you should feel ashamed of yourself."
" Merrroww…?"
" Don't try that with me, it won't work. I'm going to give you a bath… hey get your little furred rump back here!!" Serena yelled after Luna had wriggled and dropped from her hold, then hit the ground running.
Beast viewed this scene pretty much the same way he had viewed the scene between his cynical self and the irony. Mounted on the horse though deprived him of any hard walls with which to bang his head into. Darn. Eh, well, he didn't want to do that anyway. So what if the girl yapped to cats. He talked to… well, no he didn't. But there was the…okay, maybe that didn't count. Fine, he gave up. It just wasn't worth it.
Serena, unaware that her silent companion was having what I like to call "Issues", hmphed and crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head. " That damn cat. Don't know why I bother."
Silence.
Tension, grinning like a maniac, skipped back into the room and shook his finger at both Serena and Beast with mock agitation.
Beast coughed and cleared his throat. " So, about that ride…?" Did he sound hopeful? Or was it just him? Oh, he er, hoped not. The hopeful part, I mean. The first one, not the second one, which is the one that I said…Oh look, I've gone crossed eyed.
Tension giggled giddily and danced the jig.
I don't like him. I really don't like him. Can I kill him now? Pwease? Oh, fine. I promise not to hurt the monkey boy. Much. Ugh.
Serena found a crack in the floor quite entertaining in the fact that there should not be a crack in a muddy floor. What contemptible, insane person put it there anyways? Must have seriously been an idiot.
Or maybe they were bored and just wanted to see what way worked best for entertaining a fool… Hmm, maybe.
But don't quote me on that.
Serena looked up at the dark ceiling mutely, twiddling her thumbs, " I …well, guess I could, but I ..don't want to hurt the horse. I heard it was bad for their kidneys." She was trying to get away and she knew it.
Beast put his hand out, grabbed her own hand and, ignoring her protests, hauled her up and plopped her behind him. She let out a startled squawk, but gripped him about the waist as the horse started moving.
" Ahhhieee…stop the horse, I want to get off." She begged and tightened her hold on his waist. Beast grunted, and kicked the stallion into an easy prance. The movement rocked her forward, which caused her skirts to hike up to her mid-thighs. Any other lady might have been scandalized by the improper sight of another woman riding like a man, and behind a beast no less. The horror, the scandal, the totally juicy gossip material. What woman wouldn't kill for that…
Glad I'm just a girl.
Beast understood that a creature of Serena's size was intimidated by the sheer size of a horse, that and the fact that he hardly given her the chance to prepare herself for the disorienting leap, or tug and haul as it was, from the ground to the stallions back. But this cutting off of blood supply to his legs and… well, it was just ridiculous.
He tapped the stallion's hides gently and the pace moved into a flowing trot. Her whimpers turned into a small squeak and she buried her face in his back. Her grip on him tightened again, surprising him with her strange strength. It wasn't necessary to have the horse trot, but if he didn't keep her hands around his waist somehow, she'd pull an object from out of nowhere –a heavy one- and hit her over the head with it repetitively. Well, hell, she might even bring out something bigger then a peashooter and take it to his hide.
Not a cheerful thought.
He couldn't feel his tail.
Now her couldn't feel his feet.
Now his calves.
Uh-oh.
" It's all right Serena, you wont' fall, now can you please loosen your hold? I can't feel my lower body." Beast's words made it to her ears and she slowly complied, though her hold only loosened enough for him to regain feeling. It was still tight. He got a heady liking for it.
And fingered it off for teenage male hormones that he had missed out on when he had been a teenager and they were now making themselves quite at home. Ah, liberation.
Speaking of which, Serena thought he smelled yummy. Not that she thought of eating pine needles or earth or the like, he just smelt wonderful.
Had to be the hormones. Pesky little things, really. Wicked, wicked, evil and thoroughly enjoyable little things.
And, oh, the pure pandemonium I could cause using those wonderfully twisted hormones. I could see it all now. I feel so giddy, some one slap me.
The trees passed quickly to Serena's gaze, and she closed her eyes, resting her cheek against the silk clothed fur of Beast's back with a slight blush. Had anyone ever told her she would have been doing this hours ago she would have beat the ever loving fool out of them with her peashooters and other such objects all the while crying up a typhoon. And drowned them.
She hardly noticed when the trot shifted to a smooth rocking canter. The motion made her sleepy. Very sleepy….
" So am I forgiven Serena?" Beast ventured.
"….uh huh."
He blinked, and realized she was half asleep. With a slight smile, he reigned the horse to a halt and, before Serena slid from his back, used his amazing flexibility and turned halfway in the saddle, then pulled her into his lap and tapped his horse into a canter once more.
Some what dazed, she opened her mouth to say something but he just shook his head, and told her to sleep. She smiled back at him, and nuzzled into his hold to snooze.
" Thank you. For being so nice to me, … Trowa."
With nary a word in reply, Beast guided his stallion back in the direction of the castle. Serena slept on, oblivious. Sleeping on an overly large animated teddy bear like man could do that you know. Now all he needed was a bow tie….
End Chapter.
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Ha, now this chapter was a lot better. ::Is proud:: See, I resurrected my brain. Coffee and electricity do wonders, really they do. Any suggestions for the next chapter? Huh?
Advice for Chapter: Somedays it's just not worth chewing through the restraints.
Here's what I said to meself yesterday, in case any of you are wondering.
" Hello!/ Hi, how are you?/ Good, I'm Crazy, what's YOUR name?/Dazed and Confused, but you can call me Daze./ O-kay. What size strait jacket do you wear, small, medium, large or extra crazy? /Oh, I wear the extra crazy one, you?/ Same- But I still get out of it, Houdini is my hero./ Really, me too!/ Wow, how freaking cool is that?/ Sweet, wanna got to lunch with me and be my new friend?/ Sure, lets kick it!/ Kick what?/ Er…OH MY GOD!! LOOK AT THAT!/ What?/ THAT! / Huh?..AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! The acupunctured Barbie doll's coming after me! SAVE ME!!!!!!! IIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!:: scampers up a tree in the vain hope that the Barbie doll wearing….pink… can't get her.:: It's the.. Revenge of fricken Barbie, Man!!
…Okay, I am very scared now. Very very, freaking scared." I suppose I can understand why they looked at me like I was wigging out or something, but did they have to point and whisper like they did? I tell you, Kids are the cruelest. ::Bawls:: I want my own Teddy Beast.
Is okay, I know how you feel.
You do?
Yup.
Awww, you so n--- all of you stop looking at me like that!!! WAHHHH.