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 interrest 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
Phillipe played by : Phillipe
Archive : Ask my permission first.
Feedback : Of course! Comments and criticisms always received with extreme happiness!!!!
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Chapter Twelve: After Your Heart
The night was black and starless in the darkened streets of the small village. Those same streets being lifeless enough to make the tiniest of whistles heard from blocks away. Everyone having gone home for their warm beds hours ago for sleep, and not bothering to pay any attention to anyone lurking behind.
The entire village was sleeping, all except for three individuals who strayed behind in the tavern long after it had closed. The light of only a single candle illuminating the wooden table they occupied.
Master Roshi adjusted his black sunglasses before stroking a few strands of white hair on his long beard, eyeing the two gentlemen who called him away from the asylum for this late meeting greedily as the larger of the two tossed him a heavy leather bag of coins.
"Ah," He said happily, opening it up to have a look at the shining gold. "I'm listening."
"It's like this," Hercule started up. "I want Belle to be my wife, but she just needs a little--" He made a circling motion with his hand. "Persuasion."
Krillin laughed drunkenly, a mug of foaming beer in his hand. "Heh! Turned him down flat!"
The taller man narrowed his eyes down at him dangerously before angrily slamming his face into the beer mug. Ignoring the cry of annoyance and pain he gave out, and whining about his spilled drink.
"The point is," He started back up. "Everyone knows her father's a lunatic! He was in here earlier this night, raving about a Beast in a castle! And she would do anything to keep her father from being locked up."
"Hehe, ya! Even marry him!" Krillin said with a jerk of his thumb.
Hercule slapped him upside the bald head hard enough to send him flying out of his chair and onto the floor for that little remark. "One more word and I'll throw you outside!" He barked at him angrily, hating all of his stupid little comments.
Krillin just grumbled as he got back in his chair, eyeing the taller man angrily for spoiling his fun, and planning out ways to get back at him. Perhaps he could shave his afro in his sleep? He chuckled at the mental image. Oh ya! THAT would be fun!
Master Roshi shrugged his shoulders uncaringly, still fingering his gold. "Vegeta's harmless either way. I can't just lock him up without a just cause."
Hercule pulled out another bag of coins for him to see. Just as big, if not bigger than the first, and he held it tightly in his hands for the old man to see with an evil smirk.
"Would this be just cause enough?" He asked, very much liking the greedy look on his face.
Master Roshi smirked back, reaching a hand out to take the bag of gold. "My friend, we have a deal."
Meanwhile, back at the small cottage, Vegeta was busy scrambling through his many maps and any weapon he had that could be of some use. Nothing much really, he didn't even keep a gun, just daggers for his farm, so that would have to do.
"If no one will help me then I'll go back alone!" He said determinedly through clenched teeth, packing a bag full of supplies for the trip back. Ill or not he was NOT about to let that thing keep his son locked in that cold tower where he could freeze to death! It was the middle of winter!
With Phillipe gone and no real way of knowing how to get there, it could be several days before he made it to the castle. Maybe even weeks if he got lost! And his supplies were severely limited, so if that were to happen he'd be royally fucked.
"I don't care what it takes!" He grabbed at the lamp on the table before practically running out of his house, not bothering to lock the door as he slammed it shut behind him. 'I'll find that castle and I'll get him out of there even if it costs me my life!'
He had just made it into the darkness of the forest and out of sight, when an old looking carriage with bars on it rode onto his property. The asylum symbol painted on the side while Hercule drove and Krillin sat beside him, trying to sober up with the cold air while holding an oil lamp to light the road.
Hercule pulled on the reins to stop the horses when he made it to the small house, smirking evilly as his plan came into play.
He jumped off the carriage, almost slipping on his face with his clumsiness before managing to catch himself, and Krillin soon followed, still holding the lamp. They then ran up the stone stairs leading to the wooden door, both wanting to get out of the cold air biting at them, and get their plan for Trunks to marry Hercule done and over with.
Krillin began to loudly knock on it with his fist to try and get the attention of the two people living there, but Hercule simply rolled his eyes at him for his stupidity.
What they were doing was illegal enough, why waste anymore time knocking? So he kicked in the door, hearing it smash as he did and not caring as he barged inside.
"Belle?! Vegeta?!" He called out, and to his sheer annoyance, heard nothing answer him back. He frowned, walking into the kitchen to make sure they weren't in there, but once again he found nothing. He couldn't even hear the rustling sound of footsteps anyway, and the entire house was dark.
Krillin smirked at the stupid and confused look Hercule gave at not finding them there. Served him right for hitting him all those times back at the bar! The oaf.
He then shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well." He said, actually happy that they had gotten away. "I guess it's not going to work after all." He said before turning on his heel to leave the house and head back out to the carriage outside.
Hercule glared at his retreating back, storming after him before quickly grabbing him by the neck of the shirt and lifting him off the floor.
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?!" He cried out in annoyance and anger. But he was simply ignored.
"They have to come back some time, and when they do I want to be the first to know about it." He sneered, walking the rest of the way out of the house and down the steps before slamming him into a small pile of snow.
"Don't you dare move one inch from that spot," He pointed a finger at him. "Until Belle and her father come home!" He ordered before hopping onto the carriage and riding away, not bothering to listen to the hate filled cries and insults that were thrown at him as he left him there.
He said that he would have Belle for his wife, and he meant it!
The next morning in the castle yard, was a bright and beautiful one with powder fresh snow on the ground that felt good under your feet and to walk on and make tracks in. Trunks was allowed outside to walk his horse (the gates were locked to prevent escape) because of the fine job he did with Gohan's bandages the night before.
It was a gorgeous day out, and he wasn't about to turn down the offer for some fresh air with a nice walk when he would otherwise be cooped up in his room. So when the offer was made he was more than happy to take it up.
As he gave his horse the light exercise he needed with their stroll, he didn't know that he was being watched. High up on a balcony in the West Wing, Gohan stood leaning against the rail with Yamcha and Piccolo. Just watching him, transfixed with his agile movements and not knowing why.
Gohan narrowed his eyes in thought as he watched him. Trying to figure out what it was about him that was capturing his attention so easily. The boy had started to run around to play with the now excited and galloping horse, laughing and smiling at the simple and stupid activity.
The dog had somehow managed to find its way out to join their game of tag in the snow, and the lavender haired teen seemed more than willing to let the barking foot stool in on their game.
Gohan placed a large paw on his bandaged arm. Remembering how tender and careful the boy was with his injuries. Fearlessly approaching him to help him while the others cowered away from his warning snarls. Trunks was the first person to ever do that. Even when he was a human, no one ever dared to disobey him, and he had done it three times in one night.
It was strange and unfamiliar to him to have someone so close let alone handling him, and at the same time he liked it. It made him feel like he was normal again. Like he wasn't something ugly and horrendous meant to be feared and hidden away from the rest of the world. And the boy – no, Trunks did that for him.
That deserved a reward.
He scratched his hairy chin in thought. "What could I do for him?" He mused out loud.
It was then that Piccolo and Yamcha spoke up. Having heard his question, they wanted to help him to woo the boy now that it appeared that he was finally having thoughts of doing so.
"There are always flowers," Piccolo said in his gruff voice, stepping onto the rail to be closer to his eye level. "But since he is a male you could just skip those and invite him for a candle light dinner."
Gohan shook his head, not bothering to face him. "It's far too soon for something like that. I was thinking more along the lines of a gift." He said, still trying to think of what he could offer that would be suitable. The task only got frustrating when he realized that he didn't even know what the boy liked.
A light bulb then went off in Yamcha's head at that point, and his face lit up at the great idea he had. "He likes to read!" He cried out in triumph that he knew what their guest was interested in.
Gohan and Piccolo turned their heads to face him, waiting for an explanation as to how he would know that. Gohan even snarled a little, not liking how the candle stick holder could know something about his lavender haired teen that he wouldn't. That would have to be corrected.
Yamcha then went to explain how excited Trunks had gotten at the mention of their library, and then suggested giving him a few books to read.
Gohan had a better idea
"Can I open my eyes now?" Trunks asked beneath his blindfold, his voice and tapping footsteps echoing through the room he was in and giving him a good idea of just how big the place must be.
Barely twenty minutes ago, the Beast came outside into the snow to get him with a few of his servants, an excited look in the animal's black eyes. He was told to close his eyes and follow him back into the warm castle while his horse was taken back to the stables by the servants, and so far he had yet to know what was going on.
Gohan stopped in the center of the room, gently letting go of Trunks' hands as he backed away a few steps. Watching in approval as the boy reached out blindly for him once his touch was gone. "Not just yet." He said mysteriously, quickly running for the curtains before throwing them open to let the light pour in. And even through his blindfold, Trunks noticed the change, getting a little excited himself.
"Now can I open them?" He asked, a smile forcing its way onto his lips in anticipation.
Gohan stepped forward, only needing a few steps to close the large distance between them due to his size, before gently take the blindfold into his paws and lifting it off, trying not to hurt him with his strength. "Yes." Was the simple reply he gave.
When Trunks opened his eyes, he needed to blink only once to get used to the amount of bright light that was in the room, and when he did, he was forced to blink again. Just to make sure his eyes weren't playing strange tricks on him with the sight that presented itself to his eyes.
He was in a magnificent library. The most beautiful thing he'd ever seen with white marble floors and walls, ceiling high windows that allowed the sun to shine in for as long as it was up, red carpets, a grand marble fireplace, and angelic statues that were used to hold up the reading tables and decorate any empty corners.
The entire area of every wall that wasn't blocked by a window or doorway was used as a bookshelf. With a staircase that went up to a second floor where the rest of the books were kept, and giant ladders needed just to be able to reach them.
His mouth hung open at the very sight. Not only because of the change this angelic place was from the rest of the dark and gloomy castle, but he'd never seen so many books in his entire life! This was definitely better than that little library back at the village that was for sure.
He took a few steps around just to try and get a look at everything all ay once, his mouth hanging open. "Oh wow. This place is so... wow." Was all he could say to describe it. Not even the richest of merchants all put together back home could create such a place.
Gohan watched in amusement as Trunks looked around, enjoying his speechlessness especially. Add that to the stunned look on his face and the sparkle in his eyes and he was simply adorable.
Wait... did he just willing think of him as being adorable?
Gohan shrugged at the thought. Oh well, that was the whole point to his being here now wasn't it? Besides, he had to be at least a little attracted to him for the spell to wear off, right? Right.
He smirked as the boy looked around. Finding it amusing how something so simple could intrigue him so much as he pulled out the books from their shelves and flipped through them. It was just a library!
"I take it you like this place?" He asked.
Trunks flipped around to face him, his look of excitement and happiness never leaving his face. "Of course I do! This place is the greatest!" He cried out, waving his arms around the room for emphasis. "I've never seen anything like it!"
Gohan scratched his chin in thought. If he was going to earn this boys love, then he had to take some drastic steps. And the reaction Trunks gave off provided him with another idea to earn points with him.
"If you like this place so much, then you can consider it yours." He said simply. It wasn't like he used the place all that often anyway.
Trunks gaped at him, hardly able to believe that he'd just heard that. "A-are you serious?" He asked, shocked at the very idea of owning something so grand.
When the Beast in front of him nodded his head, he couldn't help the broad smile that overtook his face. And he walked towards him before wrapping his arms around him in a quick hug. "Thank you so much!" He beamed up at him, letting him go to take a look at what kind of books were occupying the many high shelves. No one had ever given him anything like this before, so he was more than just a little grateful.
For once in his life as a monster, Gohan was actually glad that he had such dark fur covering his body. Because he knew that without it, there would be a blush on his face at that very moment. Capable of being seen by anyone with half decent sight.
He didn't get it. The boy had merely hugged him to show his gratitude. Why did he feel so warm all of a sudden?
He looked up at the lavender haired teen as he flipped through the many colorful books on a nearby shelf, before pulling out something that suited him and finding a place to sit and read it on the carpeted floor. Despite the fact that there were a few lounge couches nearby for him to use. Strangely enough, his face couldn't help but become warm again as he watched him get comfortable, just by looking at him!
Gohan scowled a little. A part of him was annoyed with himself that this boy could drive such a feeling out of him so easily. Especially since they barely knew each other. But the other part of him told him that it would be best if he didn't fight whatever that feeling was. He needed to feel something for him in order to break the spell, so it was necessary.
And after that, when he was finally human again, he'd simply turn these stupid emotions off before kicking him out and going back to the way things were before the transformation. Yes, that would work out just fine.
"Hey."
He looked back up at where Trunks was sitting, his legs folded as he looked back at him expectantly. "What is it?" He asked bluntly. He just gave the boy his entire library, what more could he want?!
Trunks smiled at him, thinking him to not be so bad after all. Perhaps he was just misunderstood because of his animalistic looks. And he knew for a fact that something like that would make even him a little grouchy! "Will you sit with me?" He asked politely, secretly loving the stunned look that the Beast gave at the offer.
And Gohan was stunned at the offer. Sit with him and read? That was it? How trivial! Mind you, it was strange that the boy actually wanted him to be near him and all, but it was still a stupid way to pass the time.
But strangely enough, it didn't seem so stupid or trivial when Trunks reached a hand out as an invitation to come over and sit with him. And so he did. Right next to him, feeling his heart race and body freeze as the lavender haired boy leaned against him for more comfort.
Stupid feelings. He'd have to try and sort out exactly what these feelings were and how deep they ran before bed tonight. Or else he would never get any sleep.
When Trunks wasn't looking, and too fixed in on his book to notice, Gohan smirked down at him. He had given him his reward for bandaging him up, but had yet to actually punish him for leaving like he did. After all, no matter what may be developing between them, he was still the master of this castle and no matter what, Trunks would always know that! He'd just give the boy a little while longer to enjoy his gift before springing that on him, because right now he was too comfortable to move with the teen practically laying on his lap like this.
Unknown to the both of them, Yamcha, Piccolo, Chi-Chi and Goten all watched the cute little scene unfold from the doorway, each trying to be as quiet as possible so they wouldn't get in trouble for spying, and also grinning broadly at the sight of them.
They were getting closer. Even if they didn't realize it. It wouldn't be long now.
To Be Continued........................
A.N: : ) review please
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 interrest 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
Phillipe played by : Phillipe
Archive : Ask my permission first.
Feedback : Of course! Comments and criticisms always received with extreme happiness!!!!
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Chapter Twelve: After Your Heart
The night was black and starless in the darkened streets of the small village. Those same streets being lifeless enough to make the tiniest of whistles heard from blocks away. Everyone having gone home for their warm beds hours ago for sleep, and not bothering to pay any attention to anyone lurking behind.
The entire village was sleeping, all except for three individuals who strayed behind in the tavern long after it had closed. The light of only a single candle illuminating the wooden table they occupied.
Master Roshi adjusted his black sunglasses before stroking a few strands of white hair on his long beard, eyeing the two gentlemen who called him away from the asylum for this late meeting greedily as the larger of the two tossed him a heavy leather bag of coins.
"Ah," He said happily, opening it up to have a look at the shining gold. "I'm listening."
"It's like this," Hercule started up. "I want Belle to be my wife, but she just needs a little--" He made a circling motion with his hand. "Persuasion."
Krillin laughed drunkenly, a mug of foaming beer in his hand. "Heh! Turned him down flat!"
The taller man narrowed his eyes down at him dangerously before angrily slamming his face into the beer mug. Ignoring the cry of annoyance and pain he gave out, and whining about his spilled drink.
"The point is," He started back up. "Everyone knows her father's a lunatic! He was in here earlier this night, raving about a Beast in a castle! And she would do anything to keep her father from being locked up."
"Hehe, ya! Even marry him!" Krillin said with a jerk of his thumb.
Hercule slapped him upside the bald head hard enough to send him flying out of his chair and onto the floor for that little remark. "One more word and I'll throw you outside!" He barked at him angrily, hating all of his stupid little comments.
Krillin just grumbled as he got back in his chair, eyeing the taller man angrily for spoiling his fun, and planning out ways to get back at him. Perhaps he could shave his afro in his sleep? He chuckled at the mental image. Oh ya! THAT would be fun!
Master Roshi shrugged his shoulders uncaringly, still fingering his gold. "Vegeta's harmless either way. I can't just lock him up without a just cause."
Hercule pulled out another bag of coins for him to see. Just as big, if not bigger than the first, and he held it tightly in his hands for the old man to see with an evil smirk.
"Would this be just cause enough?" He asked, very much liking the greedy look on his face.
Master Roshi smirked back, reaching a hand out to take the bag of gold. "My friend, we have a deal."
Meanwhile, back at the small cottage, Vegeta was busy scrambling through his many maps and any weapon he had that could be of some use. Nothing much really, he didn't even keep a gun, just daggers for his farm, so that would have to do.
"If no one will help me then I'll go back alone!" He said determinedly through clenched teeth, packing a bag full of supplies for the trip back. Ill or not he was NOT about to let that thing keep his son locked in that cold tower where he could freeze to death! It was the middle of winter!
With Phillipe gone and no real way of knowing how to get there, it could be several days before he made it to the castle. Maybe even weeks if he got lost! And his supplies were severely limited, so if that were to happen he'd be royally fucked.
"I don't care what it takes!" He grabbed at the lamp on the table before practically running out of his house, not bothering to lock the door as he slammed it shut behind him. 'I'll find that castle and I'll get him out of there even if it costs me my life!'
He had just made it into the darkness of the forest and out of sight, when an old looking carriage with bars on it rode onto his property. The asylum symbol painted on the side while Hercule drove and Krillin sat beside him, trying to sober up with the cold air while holding an oil lamp to light the road.
Hercule pulled on the reins to stop the horses when he made it to the small house, smirking evilly as his plan came into play.
He jumped off the carriage, almost slipping on his face with his clumsiness before managing to catch himself, and Krillin soon followed, still holding the lamp. They then ran up the stone stairs leading to the wooden door, both wanting to get out of the cold air biting at them, and get their plan for Trunks to marry Hercule done and over with.
Krillin began to loudly knock on it with his fist to try and get the attention of the two people living there, but Hercule simply rolled his eyes at him for his stupidity.
What they were doing was illegal enough, why waste anymore time knocking? So he kicked in the door, hearing it smash as he did and not caring as he barged inside.
"Belle?! Vegeta?!" He called out, and to his sheer annoyance, heard nothing answer him back. He frowned, walking into the kitchen to make sure they weren't in there, but once again he found nothing. He couldn't even hear the rustling sound of footsteps anyway, and the entire house was dark.
Krillin smirked at the stupid and confused look Hercule gave at not finding them there. Served him right for hitting him all those times back at the bar! The oaf.
He then shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well." He said, actually happy that they had gotten away. "I guess it's not going to work after all." He said before turning on his heel to leave the house and head back out to the carriage outside.
Hercule glared at his retreating back, storming after him before quickly grabbing him by the neck of the shirt and lifting him off the floor.
"HEY! What do you think you're doing?!" He cried out in annoyance and anger. But he was simply ignored.
"They have to come back some time, and when they do I want to be the first to know about it." He sneered, walking the rest of the way out of the house and down the steps before slamming him into a small pile of snow.
"Don't you dare move one inch from that spot," He pointed a finger at him. "Until Belle and her father come home!" He ordered before hopping onto the carriage and riding away, not bothering to listen to the hate filled cries and insults that were thrown at him as he left him there.
He said that he would have Belle for his wife, and he meant it!
The next morning in the castle yard, was a bright and beautiful one with powder fresh snow on the ground that felt good under your feet and to walk on and make tracks in. Trunks was allowed outside to walk his horse (the gates were locked to prevent escape) because of the fine job he did with Gohan's bandages the night before.
It was a gorgeous day out, and he wasn't about to turn down the offer for some fresh air with a nice walk when he would otherwise be cooped up in his room. So when the offer was made he was more than happy to take it up.
As he gave his horse the light exercise he needed with their stroll, he didn't know that he was being watched. High up on a balcony in the West Wing, Gohan stood leaning against the rail with Yamcha and Piccolo. Just watching him, transfixed with his agile movements and not knowing why.
Gohan narrowed his eyes in thought as he watched him. Trying to figure out what it was about him that was capturing his attention so easily. The boy had started to run around to play with the now excited and galloping horse, laughing and smiling at the simple and stupid activity.
The dog had somehow managed to find its way out to join their game of tag in the snow, and the lavender haired teen seemed more than willing to let the barking foot stool in on their game.
Gohan placed a large paw on his bandaged arm. Remembering how tender and careful the boy was with his injuries. Fearlessly approaching him to help him while the others cowered away from his warning snarls. Trunks was the first person to ever do that. Even when he was a human, no one ever dared to disobey him, and he had done it three times in one night.
It was strange and unfamiliar to him to have someone so close let alone handling him, and at the same time he liked it. It made him feel like he was normal again. Like he wasn't something ugly and horrendous meant to be feared and hidden away from the rest of the world. And the boy – no, Trunks did that for him.
That deserved a reward.
He scratched his hairy chin in thought. "What could I do for him?" He mused out loud.
It was then that Piccolo and Yamcha spoke up. Having heard his question, they wanted to help him to woo the boy now that it appeared that he was finally having thoughts of doing so.
"There are always flowers," Piccolo said in his gruff voice, stepping onto the rail to be closer to his eye level. "But since he is a male you could just skip those and invite him for a candle light dinner."
Gohan shook his head, not bothering to face him. "It's far too soon for something like that. I was thinking more along the lines of a gift." He said, still trying to think of what he could offer that would be suitable. The task only got frustrating when he realized that he didn't even know what the boy liked.
A light bulb then went off in Yamcha's head at that point, and his face lit up at the great idea he had. "He likes to read!" He cried out in triumph that he knew what their guest was interested in.
Gohan and Piccolo turned their heads to face him, waiting for an explanation as to how he would know that. Gohan even snarled a little, not liking how the candle stick holder could know something about his lavender haired teen that he wouldn't. That would have to be corrected.
Yamcha then went to explain how excited Trunks had gotten at the mention of their library, and then suggested giving him a few books to read.
Gohan had a better idea
"Can I open my eyes now?" Trunks asked beneath his blindfold, his voice and tapping footsteps echoing through the room he was in and giving him a good idea of just how big the place must be.
Barely twenty minutes ago, the Beast came outside into the snow to get him with a few of his servants, an excited look in the animal's black eyes. He was told to close his eyes and follow him back into the warm castle while his horse was taken back to the stables by the servants, and so far he had yet to know what was going on.
Gohan stopped in the center of the room, gently letting go of Trunks' hands as he backed away a few steps. Watching in approval as the boy reached out blindly for him once his touch was gone. "Not just yet." He said mysteriously, quickly running for the curtains before throwing them open to let the light pour in. And even through his blindfold, Trunks noticed the change, getting a little excited himself.
"Now can I open them?" He asked, a smile forcing its way onto his lips in anticipation.
Gohan stepped forward, only needing a few steps to close the large distance between them due to his size, before gently take the blindfold into his paws and lifting it off, trying not to hurt him with his strength. "Yes." Was the simple reply he gave.
When Trunks opened his eyes, he needed to blink only once to get used to the amount of bright light that was in the room, and when he did, he was forced to blink again. Just to make sure his eyes weren't playing strange tricks on him with the sight that presented itself to his eyes.
He was in a magnificent library. The most beautiful thing he'd ever seen with white marble floors and walls, ceiling high windows that allowed the sun to shine in for as long as it was up, red carpets, a grand marble fireplace, and angelic statues that were used to hold up the reading tables and decorate any empty corners.
The entire area of every wall that wasn't blocked by a window or doorway was used as a bookshelf. With a staircase that went up to a second floor where the rest of the books were kept, and giant ladders needed just to be able to reach them.
His mouth hung open at the very sight. Not only because of the change this angelic place was from the rest of the dark and gloomy castle, but he'd never seen so many books in his entire life! This was definitely better than that little library back at the village that was for sure.
He took a few steps around just to try and get a look at everything all ay once, his mouth hanging open. "Oh wow. This place is so... wow." Was all he could say to describe it. Not even the richest of merchants all put together back home could create such a place.
Gohan watched in amusement as Trunks looked around, enjoying his speechlessness especially. Add that to the stunned look on his face and the sparkle in his eyes and he was simply adorable.
Wait... did he just willing think of him as being adorable?
Gohan shrugged at the thought. Oh well, that was the whole point to his being here now wasn't it? Besides, he had to be at least a little attracted to him for the spell to wear off, right? Right.
He smirked as the boy looked around. Finding it amusing how something so simple could intrigue him so much as he pulled out the books from their shelves and flipped through them. It was just a library!
"I take it you like this place?" He asked.
Trunks flipped around to face him, his look of excitement and happiness never leaving his face. "Of course I do! This place is the greatest!" He cried out, waving his arms around the room for emphasis. "I've never seen anything like it!"
Gohan scratched his chin in thought. If he was going to earn this boys love, then he had to take some drastic steps. And the reaction Trunks gave off provided him with another idea to earn points with him.
"If you like this place so much, then you can consider it yours." He said simply. It wasn't like he used the place all that often anyway.
Trunks gaped at him, hardly able to believe that he'd just heard that. "A-are you serious?" He asked, shocked at the very idea of owning something so grand.
When the Beast in front of him nodded his head, he couldn't help the broad smile that overtook his face. And he walked towards him before wrapping his arms around him in a quick hug. "Thank you so much!" He beamed up at him, letting him go to take a look at what kind of books were occupying the many high shelves. No one had ever given him anything like this before, so he was more than just a little grateful.
For once in his life as a monster, Gohan was actually glad that he had such dark fur covering his body. Because he knew that without it, there would be a blush on his face at that very moment. Capable of being seen by anyone with half decent sight.
He didn't get it. The boy had merely hugged him to show his gratitude. Why did he feel so warm all of a sudden?
He looked up at the lavender haired teen as he flipped through the many colorful books on a nearby shelf, before pulling out something that suited him and finding a place to sit and read it on the carpeted floor. Despite the fact that there were a few lounge couches nearby for him to use. Strangely enough, his face couldn't help but become warm again as he watched him get comfortable, just by looking at him!
Gohan scowled a little. A part of him was annoyed with himself that this boy could drive such a feeling out of him so easily. Especially since they barely knew each other. But the other part of him told him that it would be best if he didn't fight whatever that feeling was. He needed to feel something for him in order to break the spell, so it was necessary.
And after that, when he was finally human again, he'd simply turn these stupid emotions off before kicking him out and going back to the way things were before the transformation. Yes, that would work out just fine.
"Hey."
He looked back up at where Trunks was sitting, his legs folded as he looked back at him expectantly. "What is it?" He asked bluntly. He just gave the boy his entire library, what more could he want?!
Trunks smiled at him, thinking him to not be so bad after all. Perhaps he was just misunderstood because of his animalistic looks. And he knew for a fact that something like that would make even him a little grouchy! "Will you sit with me?" He asked politely, secretly loving the stunned look that the Beast gave at the offer.
And Gohan was stunned at the offer. Sit with him and read? That was it? How trivial! Mind you, it was strange that the boy actually wanted him to be near him and all, but it was still a stupid way to pass the time.
But strangely enough, it didn't seem so stupid or trivial when Trunks reached a hand out as an invitation to come over and sit with him. And so he did. Right next to him, feeling his heart race and body freeze as the lavender haired boy leaned against him for more comfort.
Stupid feelings. He'd have to try and sort out exactly what these feelings were and how deep they ran before bed tonight. Or else he would never get any sleep.
When Trunks wasn't looking, and too fixed in on his book to notice, Gohan smirked down at him. He had given him his reward for bandaging him up, but had yet to actually punish him for leaving like he did. After all, no matter what may be developing between them, he was still the master of this castle and no matter what, Trunks would always know that! He'd just give the boy a little while longer to enjoy his gift before springing that on him, because right now he was too comfortable to move with the teen practically laying on his lap like this.
Unknown to the both of them, Yamcha, Piccolo, Chi-Chi and Goten all watched the cute little scene unfold from the doorway, each trying to be as quiet as possible so they wouldn't get in trouble for spying, and also grinning broadly at the sight of them.
They were getting closer. Even if they didn't realize it. It wouldn't be long now.
To Be Continued........................
A.N: : ) review please