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 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 Twenty: Do You Want To Dance?
"It certainly looks like they're getting along better." Chi-Chi observed, from just a short distance away from Trunk's room as she, Yamcha and Piccolo watched from the other side of a corner as Gohan enter it with a tray of soup and many medicines in his large and fury hands, before the door closed with a light click.
Piccolo nodded his head in agreement. It had been just a little over two weeks since Gohan raced to the top of the tower to let Trunks out from the freezing cold space where he'd been chained, and since then, Gohan had insisted to be the one who cared for him back to perfect health. Especially due to the guilt he felt after Trunks caught that fever, which was only now starting to let up.
The few times that they had actually been inside the room when Gohan was there, to clean and bring in fresh water among other things, they were all quick to notice how Trunks would continually offer to get up and help, or even say that being babied like he was wasn't at all necessary. But Gohan was always quick to push him back down on the bed and have him drink his hot liquids, just to make him feel better.
Their prince was showing a great deal of concern for him, and they couldn't have been more thrilled. They could be human a lot sooner then they thought if he kept up the good work. Hell, he even had the tower bricked and sealed before giving the servants the rest of the day off only the day after he released him. Trunks certainly was having an impression on him, that was for certain.
It was then that a loud roar suddenly jerked them out of their wonderful thoughts of Gohan finally finding love and becoming human again, just to find, to their horror, that it came from Trunks' room!
They all whipped their heads up at the door just in time to see it slam open as Trunks ran out like a bat out of hell, with Gohan right on his heals, speeding straight down the hall and right passed them before disappearing around another corner as he gave chase.
All the color drained from each of their faces at the odd and shocking sight, before they managed to compose themselves enough to frantically run after them. Hoping to stop Gohan from doing whatever it was that he was planning on doing to Trunks this time.
"I thought you said they were getting along, Chi-Chi!" Yamcha yelled, in annoyance and fear, as they turned a steep corner and sped down another long hallway. Several of the knights in armor that had been standing un-movingly at attention whipping their heads at them in slight confusion as they ran passed.
"Well, I thought they were!" She snapped back, hearing another angry roar echoing through the castle, and she couldn't help the shudder that ran up her spin at the sound. Would Gohan never learn to control his temper? What could Trunks have done this time?
Piccolo growled. "You obviously thought wrong! It looked like he was about to kill him back there!" He shouted, remembering the furious look on his master's face as he chased the teen out of the room and down the hall. And all they could do until they caught up to them was pray that Gohan wouldn't hurt him.
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Trunks was quickly running out of breath, running like he was just to get as far away as fast as he could. There was no way he was going to take it again! No way in hell!
So far it had been a sheer miracle that Gohan hadn't caught him already, but that was only because he'd ran through the dining room, having to slide under the table just to get passed everything, and Gohan stumbled over a chair that had been trying to get out of the way, but was mainly frozen in fear for being in its master's path. Which, fortunately for the lavender haired teen, slowed him down a great deal.
But now he was running out of places to go, and Gohan was quickly catching up again.
'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!' He mentally cursed, running towards the nearest staircase before grabbing the rail and using it for the momentum it gave as he ran up. He didn't know where the stairs led to, but he also didn't care, as long as Gohan didn't catch him then he didn't care.
Unfortunately for him though, Gohan didn't need to use the stairs. He just used his animal-like qualities and leapt to the top of the staircase, heading Trunks off and causing him to freeze up at the sight of him.
He was caught.
Gohan simply smirked in amusement at his feeble attempts at escape, but just as he reached a paw out to grab him, Trunks turned on his heal before running back down the steps, two at a time. He wasn't about to give up so easily.
Gohan rolled his eyes in mock disapproval, and while he had to admit that the chase was fun, it had to end.
Jumping all the way to the bottom of the stairs and landing on two feet with his animalistic grace, he smirked when Trunks found himself running too fast to be able to stop himself in time. His whole body slamming into Gohan's much larger one with a cry of shock as he was instantly grabbed before he could fall on his back and lifted upside down off the floor by the legs.
Gohan brought him closer to see, and Trunks smiled nervously at him from where he was hanging. Even when he was looking at him upside down, the power of that smirk didn't dwindle one bit.
"Um... hi?"
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Yamcha, Chi-Chi and Piccolo were all frantic as they ran, each of them trying to think of what small thing Trunks could have done this time that would cause Gohan's temper to flair like it did, and also what punishment he'd be getting for it as well.
Thankfully, the tower was no longer available, but that still didn't mean that Gohan couldn't have something else done.
To their ultimate shock however, the sound of laughter was the thing to hit their ears as they closed in on them. Not screaming or begging, just... laughter. Uncontrollable laughter.
They all stopped dead in their tracks, but the laughter didn't stop, it only got stronger. It sounded like Trunks' voice, right around the corner, but why would he be laughing? Wasn't Gohan just about to chase him down and punish him for something that he wasn't supposed to be doing?
They each looked at each other, as if asking that same question that they'd all been thinking, before slowly creeping their way towards the corner and looking around it, just to have their jaws drop in utter shock.
It was by far the last thing they had ever expected to see, as well as the oddest.
Gohan was holding Trunks in the air by his feet with his one hand, and using the other to tickle his ribs. His tail was swishing around in amusement while the boy made futile attempts at pushing his hand away through his laughter.
Gohan then stopped his relentless attack, for only a moment, to allow him to catch his breath before speaking. "Are you going to take it now?"
Trunks, still breathing heavily, managed to look him straight in the eyes before answering. "No way."
Gohan nodded his head in understanding to the answer, before his wicked grin came back and he quickly started to mercilessly tickle him again.
"AHAHAHA!!! GO-GOHAN! STO-AHAHA-P I-IT!!" He cried out, still trying to push his gigantic paw away with both of his hands, thrashing around as hard as he could to make him stop, but the results were still at a zero.
Piccolo simply couldn't take anymore of such a strange and alien sight. It was just so stunning that he had to use the minute and hour hands of his clock to wipe away the sweat drops that had been collecting on his face. "What's going on, here?" He blurted out, stepping into full view for the both of them to see. And Gohan stopped tickling his captive in the shock of being interrupted from his fun.
Trunks was the first to speak, still upside down and still wanting to get away. "Piccolo, tell Gohan that I'm fine! And if he shoves one more cup of that disgusting stuff he calls medicine down my throat then I'll never forgive him!" He breathed out heavily.
Gohan's eyes widened at the threat. "You need it! You're still ill!" He shot back, not bothering to put him down.
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
Chi-Chi couldn't help but smile, finding their argument to be quite amusing, and so, she too stepped out for the both of them to see her, not bothering to tell Yamcha to quit his snickering as he followed closely behind. "Is that was this is all about?" She asked, a smile in her voice and on her lips. "You just don't want to take your medicine?" It was at that point that Yamcha burst out laughing, but he was ignored.
Trunks turned his upside down head in her direction, and for the moment she couldn't help but find that he did in fact look a little funny like that. "I just don't need it, I'm fine now." He insisted.
Gohan snorted. "Nonsense! You're still sick! Look at you! You're face is all red!" He said, pointing at him.
Trunks crossed his arms. "That's only because you're still holding me upside down." He pointed out as patiently as possible.
If Gohan could have, he would have blushed furiously, before gently setting him down on the floor and allowing him to get to his feet. Watching in embarrassment as the proper color returned to his face while he brushed himself off. Combing his fingers through his hair to get it back to the way it was before he'd been in that uncomfortable position.
It was actually starting to get a little longer again, ending just passed his ears now, and Gohan was glad for this.
Trunks then looked back up at him, determination clearly evident in his blue eyes. "If I spend one more day locked in that room I'll go out of my mind!"
"But you're still not well." He argued back pitifully. There was just something about his eyes that he couldn't argue with, and right now he knew that he wasn't about to walk away from this particular argument as a winner.
"He does look like he recovered, your highness." Yamcha pointed out, still snickering a little. And it was then that Chi-Chi wanted to slap him in the back of the head. They should be supporting Gohan on this! Regardless of the fact that Trunks no longer needed to be bed ridden he should still support his prince.
"I agree," Piccolo added, and the tea pot wanted to faint. "He looks well enough to be up and about, but just to be safe you should keep him indoors."
Gohan placed a furry hand on his chin, trying to think about what they were all saying, as well as anything he could think of to get Trunks back in bed. He was so sick the first few days after being out of the tower, and he was just worried that he might catch something again if he was out of his room. He didn't want it to happen again, but if Trunks was willing to run all the way across the castle just to get away from his medications, then he must at least be a little better. Right?
Sighing with the knowledge that he wasn't going to win the argument, he reluctantly gave up. "Alright, you can leave your room, but you're not to step one foot outside! Understand?"
Trunks let out a most grateful sigh of relief. "Yes! Thank you!" He breathed, deciding that he didn't care about the outdoors rule just yet, and that he would find a way to get outside later. But right now he just wanted to get something other than soup to eat before stretching out his legs.
"I'm going to the kitchen, and then I'll head to the library." He announced, looking up at Gohan. "Wanna come?" He asked.
Gohan shrugged. "Sure, why not?" He asked, trying to seem as if he didn't really care, when in truth, he did. Trunks still wanted him around for company, and for that, he was thrilled.
So far neither of them had spoken about the time when they declared their hate for each other back in the tower, and while it had been awkward the first few days, they had slowly gotten back to casual terms. Where they could talk to each other as if it was nothing new or different, or as if nothing had happened at all.
For a while, Gohan played with the idea that perhaps Trunks was only trying to seem casual because of how awkward he felt. Perhaps even trying to hide his fear of him with his small smiles and idle chit chat. But if he was actually inviting him to spend time with him, then he knew that he must truly have been forgiven, and for that he was grateful.
Chi-Chi sighed. How could Gohan have given up like that? He never used to back down from things of such importance before, and while she was glad for the change in his temper, she knew that he really should have stuck with his guns on this one. If he felt that Trunks was still far too ill to be out of bed then he should have kept him in his room.
Sighing again, she knew that she should probably prepare some herbal tea. If Gohan wasn't going to take proper care of his guest then she should be the one to do it.
So when Yamcha and Piccolo had finally left, shaking their heads at them fondly, and Trunks and Gohan began their walk towards the kitchen, she wordlessly followed them.
Trunks looked around the walls of the long hallway they walked on, the red carpet making it so that no sounds on his boots were made for anyone else to hear.
Every corridor that he'd seen of the castle had so far all looked relatively the same, but this one was different by only just a little. He could tell that he'd never visited this particular hallway by the many colorful paintings on the walls.
These paintings, unlike the ones he'd seen previously, were not as large, and far more friendly looking than the simple portraits of important and snobby looking people.
They were of lush green landscapes, waterfalls, couples sitting in fields and of dancing lovers.
It was the last one that caught his eye, and made him stop in his tracks to he could get a closer look at it.
Chi-Chi stopped as well, wanting to stay with him in case he still wasn't well, but also to see what he was looking at.
The dancing couple, both dressed in expensive clothes of royal silk and adorned in sparkling jewels of all colors. But, even with all of that, you could easily tell that they were in love, simply by the way they held each other as they danced, closely, while looking into each other's eyes.
When Gohan realized that Trunks had stopped walking with him, he stopped as well. Turning around to see him standing and looking intently at one of his paintings, with the teapot at his feet. Keeping an almost motherly eye on him.
Gohan had so many paintings in his castle, that he honestly didn't know any of them at all, by name, artist, era, or even their place in his castle for that matter. So, he curiously approached, just to see which painting it was that had caught the boy's eyes so intently.
He was a little shocked at the sight of the painting. The one portrait that he knew by name.
It had been entitled, The Dancing Lovers. And it was the painting of his mother and father on the day they celebrated their engagement, as well as the last time anyone ever used the ballroom.
Why would he be looking at that one?
Trunks, having noticed Gohan's much larger form standing right next to him, spoke up. "I was just thinking," He said, and Gohan looked down at him curiously. "That ballroom that you had me clean, did you ever use it?" He asked, motioning towards the painting. "For stuff like this?"
While a little thrown back at the odd question, he still managed to look through his brain and produce an answer. "No. Not for as long as I've been the master of this castle." He answered truthfully.
"You should use it." Was the response he got as Trunks turned his eyes back to the colorful painting on the wall.
Gohan folded his arms. "Use it for what? There's no one to use it." He pointed out, wondering where the teen was going with this.
Trunks shrugged. "I don't know, maybe you and I could use it."
Chi-Chi's eyes went wide, and Gohan nearly choked on the air. Was he serious?! The two of them?? Using the ballroom?!
Gohan whipped his head down at him. "You can't be serious." Was all he could say, shaking his head as if in denial.
Trunks shrugged again. "Why not? We could use it, make a date of it even." He said, not fully realizing how the tea pot at his feet or the Beast before him was taking what he'd said. He meant a friendly date, but they didn't know that.
In fact, Gohan was having a hard time believing it. A date? He wanted a date? "But, the.. It... we just can't..."
Chi-Chi made a move to stamp on his foot, for being so idiotic when Trunks was giving them exactly what they wanted, but considering his size, Gohan only let out a small grunt of pain before sneering down in annoyance at her.
Trunks didn't really notice as he moved closer to him, wrapping his arms around Gohan's much larger and hairier arm before putting up the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. "Pleeeeease?" He begged. The idea of a friendly dance seemed fun, and he really wanted to give it a try, especially since he's never had the honor of dancing in an elegant ballroom in a castle before.
Gohan fidgeted a little, feeling embarrassed at having the teen, whom he loved more than anything, hanging off of him and begging for a date. How in the world was he expected to get out of something like that so easily? If it were anything else then he would have said yes in a heartbeat. But this...
He sighed, looking down into Trunks' begging eyes, and once again, he found himself captivated by them. "I can't dance." He explained, pitifully.
Chi-Chi mentally slapped herself in the forehead since she had no hands to do it with. She'd completely forgotten about that. Gohan couldn't dance.
Trunks blinked up at him, confusion clearly evident in his eyes before it was replaced by something else. "Really?" He asked, a little disappointed at the thought, and Gohan nodded.
"Oh." Trunks said, his arms loosening from around Gohan's arm as he let go, trying hard but failing miserably to hide just how disappointed he was. Though he didn't know why. It wasn't that big of a deal. It was just dancing, right?
Gohan, not liking the sight of a saddened Trunks, was quick to try and offer some sort of solution to the problem, spitting out an option before even having a chance to fully think it over. "I can learn if you'd like." He offered.
And at this, Trunks snapped his head back up at him, his lavender hair flowing around his face when he did so. "Really?" He asked, smiling brightly up at him as his eyes shined with a new hope.
Gohan nodded his head, delighted that he'd helped, but also mentally kicking himself. How in the hell was he supposed to learn how to dance?! That would take forever!
"Just, um... give me a week or two to do it first, alright?"
Trunks eagerly nodded his head, looping an arm around Gohan's arm again as he started to lead him back to the kitchen. "Sure, just make sure you get really good at it!" He chirped.
And Gohan groaned. He was now expected to go from zero to one hundred percent on the dance floor in less that two weeks? The Gods were sitting up on their clouds laughing at him at that very moment, he just knew it!
Meanwhile, Chi-Chi was delighted, a bright smile on her face as she followed the two love birds to the kitchen. She simply couldn't wait to tell Yamcha and Piccolo about this!
To Be Continued.........................
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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 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 Twenty: Do You Want To Dance?
"It certainly looks like they're getting along better." Chi-Chi observed, from just a short distance away from Trunk's room as she, Yamcha and Piccolo watched from the other side of a corner as Gohan enter it with a tray of soup and many medicines in his large and fury hands, before the door closed with a light click.
Piccolo nodded his head in agreement. It had been just a little over two weeks since Gohan raced to the top of the tower to let Trunks out from the freezing cold space where he'd been chained, and since then, Gohan had insisted to be the one who cared for him back to perfect health. Especially due to the guilt he felt after Trunks caught that fever, which was only now starting to let up.
The few times that they had actually been inside the room when Gohan was there, to clean and bring in fresh water among other things, they were all quick to notice how Trunks would continually offer to get up and help, or even say that being babied like he was wasn't at all necessary. But Gohan was always quick to push him back down on the bed and have him drink his hot liquids, just to make him feel better.
Their prince was showing a great deal of concern for him, and they couldn't have been more thrilled. They could be human a lot sooner then they thought if he kept up the good work. Hell, he even had the tower bricked and sealed before giving the servants the rest of the day off only the day after he released him. Trunks certainly was having an impression on him, that was for certain.
It was then that a loud roar suddenly jerked them out of their wonderful thoughts of Gohan finally finding love and becoming human again, just to find, to their horror, that it came from Trunks' room!
They all whipped their heads up at the door just in time to see it slam open as Trunks ran out like a bat out of hell, with Gohan right on his heals, speeding straight down the hall and right passed them before disappearing around another corner as he gave chase.
All the color drained from each of their faces at the odd and shocking sight, before they managed to compose themselves enough to frantically run after them. Hoping to stop Gohan from doing whatever it was that he was planning on doing to Trunks this time.
"I thought you said they were getting along, Chi-Chi!" Yamcha yelled, in annoyance and fear, as they turned a steep corner and sped down another long hallway. Several of the knights in armor that had been standing un-movingly at attention whipping their heads at them in slight confusion as they ran passed.
"Well, I thought they were!" She snapped back, hearing another angry roar echoing through the castle, and she couldn't help the shudder that ran up her spin at the sound. Would Gohan never learn to control his temper? What could Trunks have done this time?
Piccolo growled. "You obviously thought wrong! It looked like he was about to kill him back there!" He shouted, remembering the furious look on his master's face as he chased the teen out of the room and down the hall. And all they could do until they caught up to them was pray that Gohan wouldn't hurt him.
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Trunks was quickly running out of breath, running like he was just to get as far away as fast as he could. There was no way he was going to take it again! No way in hell!
So far it had been a sheer miracle that Gohan hadn't caught him already, but that was only because he'd ran through the dining room, having to slide under the table just to get passed everything, and Gohan stumbled over a chair that had been trying to get out of the way, but was mainly frozen in fear for being in its master's path. Which, fortunately for the lavender haired teen, slowed him down a great deal.
But now he was running out of places to go, and Gohan was quickly catching up again.
'Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!' He mentally cursed, running towards the nearest staircase before grabbing the rail and using it for the momentum it gave as he ran up. He didn't know where the stairs led to, but he also didn't care, as long as Gohan didn't catch him then he didn't care.
Unfortunately for him though, Gohan didn't need to use the stairs. He just used his animal-like qualities and leapt to the top of the staircase, heading Trunks off and causing him to freeze up at the sight of him.
He was caught.
Gohan simply smirked in amusement at his feeble attempts at escape, but just as he reached a paw out to grab him, Trunks turned on his heal before running back down the steps, two at a time. He wasn't about to give up so easily.
Gohan rolled his eyes in mock disapproval, and while he had to admit that the chase was fun, it had to end.
Jumping all the way to the bottom of the stairs and landing on two feet with his animalistic grace, he smirked when Trunks found himself running too fast to be able to stop himself in time. His whole body slamming into Gohan's much larger one with a cry of shock as he was instantly grabbed before he could fall on his back and lifted upside down off the floor by the legs.
Gohan brought him closer to see, and Trunks smiled nervously at him from where he was hanging. Even when he was looking at him upside down, the power of that smirk didn't dwindle one bit.
"Um... hi?"
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Yamcha, Chi-Chi and Piccolo were all frantic as they ran, each of them trying to think of what small thing Trunks could have done this time that would cause Gohan's temper to flair like it did, and also what punishment he'd be getting for it as well.
Thankfully, the tower was no longer available, but that still didn't mean that Gohan couldn't have something else done.
To their ultimate shock however, the sound of laughter was the thing to hit their ears as they closed in on them. Not screaming or begging, just... laughter. Uncontrollable laughter.
They all stopped dead in their tracks, but the laughter didn't stop, it only got stronger. It sounded like Trunks' voice, right around the corner, but why would he be laughing? Wasn't Gohan just about to chase him down and punish him for something that he wasn't supposed to be doing?
They each looked at each other, as if asking that same question that they'd all been thinking, before slowly creeping their way towards the corner and looking around it, just to have their jaws drop in utter shock.
It was by far the last thing they had ever expected to see, as well as the oddest.
Gohan was holding Trunks in the air by his feet with his one hand, and using the other to tickle his ribs. His tail was swishing around in amusement while the boy made futile attempts at pushing his hand away through his laughter.
Gohan then stopped his relentless attack, for only a moment, to allow him to catch his breath before speaking. "Are you going to take it now?"
Trunks, still breathing heavily, managed to look him straight in the eyes before answering. "No way."
Gohan nodded his head in understanding to the answer, before his wicked grin came back and he quickly started to mercilessly tickle him again.
"AHAHAHA!!! GO-GOHAN! STO-AHAHA-P I-IT!!" He cried out, still trying to push his gigantic paw away with both of his hands, thrashing around as hard as he could to make him stop, but the results were still at a zero.
Piccolo simply couldn't take anymore of such a strange and alien sight. It was just so stunning that he had to use the minute and hour hands of his clock to wipe away the sweat drops that had been collecting on his face. "What's going on, here?" He blurted out, stepping into full view for the both of them to see. And Gohan stopped tickling his captive in the shock of being interrupted from his fun.
Trunks was the first to speak, still upside down and still wanting to get away. "Piccolo, tell Gohan that I'm fine! And if he shoves one more cup of that disgusting stuff he calls medicine down my throat then I'll never forgive him!" He breathed out heavily.
Gohan's eyes widened at the threat. "You need it! You're still ill!" He shot back, not bothering to put him down.
"I am not!"
"You are too!"
Chi-Chi couldn't help but smile, finding their argument to be quite amusing, and so, she too stepped out for the both of them to see her, not bothering to tell Yamcha to quit his snickering as he followed closely behind. "Is that was this is all about?" She asked, a smile in her voice and on her lips. "You just don't want to take your medicine?" It was at that point that Yamcha burst out laughing, but he was ignored.
Trunks turned his upside down head in her direction, and for the moment she couldn't help but find that he did in fact look a little funny like that. "I just don't need it, I'm fine now." He insisted.
Gohan snorted. "Nonsense! You're still sick! Look at you! You're face is all red!" He said, pointing at him.
Trunks crossed his arms. "That's only because you're still holding me upside down." He pointed out as patiently as possible.
If Gohan could have, he would have blushed furiously, before gently setting him down on the floor and allowing him to get to his feet. Watching in embarrassment as the proper color returned to his face while he brushed himself off. Combing his fingers through his hair to get it back to the way it was before he'd been in that uncomfortable position.
It was actually starting to get a little longer again, ending just passed his ears now, and Gohan was glad for this.
Trunks then looked back up at him, determination clearly evident in his blue eyes. "If I spend one more day locked in that room I'll go out of my mind!"
"But you're still not well." He argued back pitifully. There was just something about his eyes that he couldn't argue with, and right now he knew that he wasn't about to walk away from this particular argument as a winner.
"He does look like he recovered, your highness." Yamcha pointed out, still snickering a little. And it was then that Chi-Chi wanted to slap him in the back of the head. They should be supporting Gohan on this! Regardless of the fact that Trunks no longer needed to be bed ridden he should still support his prince.
"I agree," Piccolo added, and the tea pot wanted to faint. "He looks well enough to be up and about, but just to be safe you should keep him indoors."
Gohan placed a furry hand on his chin, trying to think about what they were all saying, as well as anything he could think of to get Trunks back in bed. He was so sick the first few days after being out of the tower, and he was just worried that he might catch something again if he was out of his room. He didn't want it to happen again, but if Trunks was willing to run all the way across the castle just to get away from his medications, then he must at least be a little better. Right?
Sighing with the knowledge that he wasn't going to win the argument, he reluctantly gave up. "Alright, you can leave your room, but you're not to step one foot outside! Understand?"
Trunks let out a most grateful sigh of relief. "Yes! Thank you!" He breathed, deciding that he didn't care about the outdoors rule just yet, and that he would find a way to get outside later. But right now he just wanted to get something other than soup to eat before stretching out his legs.
"I'm going to the kitchen, and then I'll head to the library." He announced, looking up at Gohan. "Wanna come?" He asked.
Gohan shrugged. "Sure, why not?" He asked, trying to seem as if he didn't really care, when in truth, he did. Trunks still wanted him around for company, and for that, he was thrilled.
So far neither of them had spoken about the time when they declared their hate for each other back in the tower, and while it had been awkward the first few days, they had slowly gotten back to casual terms. Where they could talk to each other as if it was nothing new or different, or as if nothing had happened at all.
For a while, Gohan played with the idea that perhaps Trunks was only trying to seem casual because of how awkward he felt. Perhaps even trying to hide his fear of him with his small smiles and idle chit chat. But if he was actually inviting him to spend time with him, then he knew that he must truly have been forgiven, and for that he was grateful.
Chi-Chi sighed. How could Gohan have given up like that? He never used to back down from things of such importance before, and while she was glad for the change in his temper, she knew that he really should have stuck with his guns on this one. If he felt that Trunks was still far too ill to be out of bed then he should have kept him in his room.
Sighing again, she knew that she should probably prepare some herbal tea. If Gohan wasn't going to take proper care of his guest then she should be the one to do it.
So when Yamcha and Piccolo had finally left, shaking their heads at them fondly, and Trunks and Gohan began their walk towards the kitchen, she wordlessly followed them.
Trunks looked around the walls of the long hallway they walked on, the red carpet making it so that no sounds on his boots were made for anyone else to hear.
Every corridor that he'd seen of the castle had so far all looked relatively the same, but this one was different by only just a little. He could tell that he'd never visited this particular hallway by the many colorful paintings on the walls.
These paintings, unlike the ones he'd seen previously, were not as large, and far more friendly looking than the simple portraits of important and snobby looking people.
They were of lush green landscapes, waterfalls, couples sitting in fields and of dancing lovers.
It was the last one that caught his eye, and made him stop in his tracks to he could get a closer look at it.
Chi-Chi stopped as well, wanting to stay with him in case he still wasn't well, but also to see what he was looking at.
The dancing couple, both dressed in expensive clothes of royal silk and adorned in sparkling jewels of all colors. But, even with all of that, you could easily tell that they were in love, simply by the way they held each other as they danced, closely, while looking into each other's eyes.
When Gohan realized that Trunks had stopped walking with him, he stopped as well. Turning around to see him standing and looking intently at one of his paintings, with the teapot at his feet. Keeping an almost motherly eye on him.
Gohan had so many paintings in his castle, that he honestly didn't know any of them at all, by name, artist, era, or even their place in his castle for that matter. So, he curiously approached, just to see which painting it was that had caught the boy's eyes so intently.
He was a little shocked at the sight of the painting. The one portrait that he knew by name.
It had been entitled, The Dancing Lovers. And it was the painting of his mother and father on the day they celebrated their engagement, as well as the last time anyone ever used the ballroom.
Why would he be looking at that one?
Trunks, having noticed Gohan's much larger form standing right next to him, spoke up. "I was just thinking," He said, and Gohan looked down at him curiously. "That ballroom that you had me clean, did you ever use it?" He asked, motioning towards the painting. "For stuff like this?"
While a little thrown back at the odd question, he still managed to look through his brain and produce an answer. "No. Not for as long as I've been the master of this castle." He answered truthfully.
"You should use it." Was the response he got as Trunks turned his eyes back to the colorful painting on the wall.
Gohan folded his arms. "Use it for what? There's no one to use it." He pointed out, wondering where the teen was going with this.
Trunks shrugged. "I don't know, maybe you and I could use it."
Chi-Chi's eyes went wide, and Gohan nearly choked on the air. Was he serious?! The two of them?? Using the ballroom?!
Gohan whipped his head down at him. "You can't be serious." Was all he could say, shaking his head as if in denial.
Trunks shrugged again. "Why not? We could use it, make a date of it even." He said, not fully realizing how the tea pot at his feet or the Beast before him was taking what he'd said. He meant a friendly date, but they didn't know that.
In fact, Gohan was having a hard time believing it. A date? He wanted a date? "But, the.. It... we just can't..."
Chi-Chi made a move to stamp on his foot, for being so idiotic when Trunks was giving them exactly what they wanted, but considering his size, Gohan only let out a small grunt of pain before sneering down in annoyance at her.
Trunks didn't really notice as he moved closer to him, wrapping his arms around Gohan's much larger and hairier arm before putting up the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. "Pleeeeease?" He begged. The idea of a friendly dance seemed fun, and he really wanted to give it a try, especially since he's never had the honor of dancing in an elegant ballroom in a castle before.
Gohan fidgeted a little, feeling embarrassed at having the teen, whom he loved more than anything, hanging off of him and begging for a date. How in the world was he expected to get out of something like that so easily? If it were anything else then he would have said yes in a heartbeat. But this...
He sighed, looking down into Trunks' begging eyes, and once again, he found himself captivated by them. "I can't dance." He explained, pitifully.
Chi-Chi mentally slapped herself in the forehead since she had no hands to do it with. She'd completely forgotten about that. Gohan couldn't dance.
Trunks blinked up at him, confusion clearly evident in his eyes before it was replaced by something else. "Really?" He asked, a little disappointed at the thought, and Gohan nodded.
"Oh." Trunks said, his arms loosening from around Gohan's arm as he let go, trying hard but failing miserably to hide just how disappointed he was. Though he didn't know why. It wasn't that big of a deal. It was just dancing, right?
Gohan, not liking the sight of a saddened Trunks, was quick to try and offer some sort of solution to the problem, spitting out an option before even having a chance to fully think it over. "I can learn if you'd like." He offered.
And at this, Trunks snapped his head back up at him, his lavender hair flowing around his face when he did so. "Really?" He asked, smiling brightly up at him as his eyes shined with a new hope.
Gohan nodded his head, delighted that he'd helped, but also mentally kicking himself. How in the hell was he supposed to learn how to dance?! That would take forever!
"Just, um... give me a week or two to do it first, alright?"
Trunks eagerly nodded his head, looping an arm around Gohan's arm again as he started to lead him back to the kitchen. "Sure, just make sure you get really good at it!" He chirped.
And Gohan groaned. He was now expected to go from zero to one hundred percent on the dance floor in less that two weeks? The Gods were sitting up on their clouds laughing at him at that very moment, he just knew it!
Meanwhile, Chi-Chi was delighted, a bright smile on her face as she followed the two love birds to the kitchen. She simply couldn't wait to tell Yamcha and Piccolo about this!
To Be Continued.........................
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