Beauty and the Beast

By Sniffles & Freewater

Disclaimers : Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z and Dragon Ball GT's story line and characters are copyrighted to Akira Toriyama and the various companies who produced the anime and merchandise. "Beauty and the Beast" belongs to Mme de Villeneuve (who created the original story) and to Mme de Richemont (who shortened it to create the version everybody know nowadays). This work of fanfiction was produced exclusively for entertainment purpose ; no money exchanged hands nor was any other kind of material profit made from this.

Category : Romance, Fairy Tale, Disney's Parody, Humour, Sappy, Alternate-Universe, OOC & Shonen Ai.

Pairing(s) : Gh/MTr

Rating : PG - 13

Spoilers : None that I can think of, unless you've never watched Dragon Ball or read/watched Beauty and the Beast.

Summary : DBZ version of Beauty and the Beast.

Notes : The first three chapters were written by Sniffles but she lost interest in the fic. The others chapters are written by Freewater who kindly took over the fic with Sniffles's approval.

Cast : In the order they appear

Beast played by : Gohan

Gaston played by : Mr. Satan a.k.a Hercule

Lefou played by : Krillin

Belle played by : Mirai Trunks (just because he's cuter and GT Trunks couldn't make the audition. )

Maurice played by : Vegeta heheheheheh

Philippe played by : Phillipe

Archive : Ask my permission first.

Feedback : Of course! Comments and criticisms always received with extreme happiness!!

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Chapter Five: Proposal

"Belle's getting the surprise of a lifetime today!" Hercule announced with a giant cocky grin, looking at Trunks' house from the bushes with great interest.

"His name is Trunks." Krillin repeated for the millionth time that day. "You do realise that you're about to propose to a guy, right?" He asked, just to have the question be completely ignored as he walked proudly over to the small house and knocked on the door.

Trunks was currently inside reading at the table, his feet propped up on another chair when he heard the hard knock at the door. He grumbled a bit at the interruption but got up to answer it anyway, placing the book on the table before going over to look through the peephole in the door.

He couldn't help but groan loudly in disappointment when he saw Hercule's ugly face on the other side, but just before he could back away and pretend to not be home, the oaf opened the door to let himself in. Smiling as if he'd just won a fight of some kind.

"Hercule, what a pleasant surprise." He said politely while backing away from him as he advanced. 'Pleasant my ass.' He thought sarcastically.

"Isn't it though." He replied in a conceded tone of voice. "Y'know Belle, there's not a girl in town who wouldn't love to be in your shoes this day."

"That's great Hercule, but my name is Trunks." Trunks said, folding his arms. This thing where Hercule thought it was funny calling him a girl was really starting to get on his nerves.

Hercule cleared then his throat. "This is the day your dreams come true." He said, expecting him to get all excited at the thought.

"You're moving away?" Trunks instantly asked hopefully.

Hercule chuckled, thinking that he was joking. "Of course not, I came to ask for your hand in marriage." He said, taking his hand before he could pull it away and getting down on one knee.

Trunks gasped in a mixture of shock and disgusted horror before quickly pulling his hand away and backing up. "You-you can't be serious!" He exclaimed rather loudly. 'Marry Hercule? I'd marry Krillin first!' He thought, almost in a panic.

Hercule smiled at him sweetly before getting up and slowly walking towards him. 'Ah, she's speechless.' He thought as he advanced, pushing the chair that Trunks had put between them out of his way, not taking the hint that he must've put it there for a reason.

"I-I really don't know what to say Hercule." Trunks said, trying to think of how many ways he could say no without seeming too rude and angered for his foolishness.

Hercule smirked before backing him up into the door, placing one hand on each side of his head. "Say you'll marry me." He said with a look in his eyes that clearly showed his intent.

Trunks' eyes widened in fear as he watched the big oaf close his eyes before leaning in for a kiss. "I'm sorry Hercule, but I don't deserve you!" He cried out desperately, turning the doorknob and quickly opening the door and getting out of the way, letting him fall out and down the stairs into the nearby pig pen face first before slamming and locking the door.

Krillin had to hold back the amount of laughter he contained as he walked up to where the fool was struggling to get out. The pigs were all surrounding him, and from the sound of it they were laughing at him like there was nothing in the world that was funnier.

Krillin couldn't help but chuckle at him when he made it over. "So, how'd it go?" He asked sarcastically, knowing how much it must've annoyed him.

Hercule narrowed his eyes at him dangerously before reaching out to grab at the neck of his cloak and lifting him up. "Belle will be my wife! Make no mistake about that!" He shouted in his face before throwing him into the pen as well. He then stormed off in a rage, not liking being turned down like that at all and vowing to find a way to have Belle marry him.

Trunks nervously watched the scene unfold from behind the curtain of his window. And while he felt a little sorry for what happened to both Krillin and Hercule, he couldn't help but sigh when they got up and left.

"I can't believe he asked me to marry him!" Trunks said out loud, angry at the thought. He threw Hercule hints all day everyday that he didn't like him, and yet he has the nerve to invite himself into his home and propose!?

"Hn, I can just see it now, he'd have me wearing dresses all around town with a sign a round my neck saying: Hercule's Wife." He said, shuddering at the very thought while going out the back door. He had to start feeding the chickens anyway, so he might as well get it done and over with now before one of them came back to bother him again.

"Marry him, what a stupid idea." Trunks grumbled to himself as he opened the small wooden gate to feed the clucking and needy animals. "He can marry me all right. In his dreams." He said, almost throwing the seed at the birds in his frustration. They didn't really seem to mind though, as long as they got the food then they really didn't care.

Suddenly the sound of a very frightened horse echoed through the air, and Trunks shot his head up just to see his father's horse running for the yard as fast as he could. The cart was still attached to him, but his father was nowhere in sight.

"Phillipe?!" He cried out in confusion and worry before running over to cut the large horse off. Finding his father nowhere in sight, not even riding on the cart, he became worried. "Where's papa?" He asked shakily to no one in particular.

"Oh God, what happened?" He asked. What if his father was out in the forest all by himself, injured or sick! Was he attacked by thieves? Where was he?!

"I have to find him! Phillipe you're going to take me to him!" He cried out in near panic as he undid the straps for the cart and hopped on the horse's back, quickly riding off to wherever it was that the horse and his father got separated as fast as he could.

To Be Continued.........................

Sorry that this is such a short chapter please review and tell me what you think of it anyway