Here it is guys! Part 2! Enjoy!

Pocahontas headed off the stage, Esmeralda and Phoebus were alongside her now holding hands. Phoebus had a proud and yet somewhat sheepish expression on his face. Pocahontas supposed he was just happy to be holding her hand, though she dreaded to think the lecture he'd receive from his parents.

"Es, I don't mean to break up the love fest but... "Pocahontas began and Esmeralda nodded understandingly.

She kissed Phoebus' cheek, "Give me one minute"

"Sure" he agreed and he turned to talk to Aladdin and Flynn, who was now actually OK with being called Eugene. In fact, it seemed he was preferring it.

"Eugene, huh?" Aurora Briar walked past "Why?"

"Family name" he shrugged

"Pfft, Eugene" Vanessa Shell also walked past scoffing and laughing

"Ignore her, Eugene. I think it's cool you're starting to be more honest" Phoebus said

"You too, it was about time and all" Eugene said

"Your parents looked pretty mad though" Aladdin commented

Phoebus shrugged "they'll get over it"

...

"What's up?" Esmeralda asked her troubled friend,

"John's here"

"That's great!"

"And so is the other John"

"Oh"

"Yeah"

Esmeralda looked around quickly and spotted John Smith. He was pulling his satchel over his head and gathering his jacket onto his body. John Rolfe was on the opposite end of the aisle, he had spotted Pocahontas and Esmeralda and was heading for them.

"What do I do?" Pocahontas asked, "Where do I go from here?"

"I mean... I'm no Grandmother Willow but her age-old advice often works"

"But I don't know what my heart wants" Pocahontas frowned "it feels like there are so many voices ringing in my ear... which is the voice I choose?"

Esmeralda sighed, she knew who was better for her friend, she knew if it were her she'd choose wisely but this was not her decision. Pocahontas had to figure this out for herself.

"Es? John Rolfe's coming! Come on, who do I choose?" Pocahontas ushered

"Pocahontas, this isn't my decision"

"But- "

"Listen with your heart, you will understand" Esmeralda dashed off to re-join Phoebus, Eugene and Aladdin leaving Pocahontas rather frustrated. She was sick of that advice. She didn't know! She had no clue whatsoever!

"Congratulations, Pocahontas!" John Rolfe grinned "You should be so proud. I suppose the question now is, which university?"

Pocahontas didn't have the opportunity to respond, before she knew it she was staring into the face of the next John.

"Pocahontas! Well done! I can't believe I was late but- Oh..." John Smith caught the eye of John Rolfe. "Nice to meet you, John" he held his hand out

"John? Allow me to introduce myself. John" John Rolfe held his hand out too.

"I see" John Smith shook John Rolfe's hand and a clear, valid tension built between the two forcing its way into Pocahontas as well.

"Well... I mean it's great to meet you John. You seem to have been great company to Pocahontas, here, but I'm back now so I suppose it's fair if you left us to rekindle and catch up" John Smith said stiffly, Pocahontas's eyes widened at his formal and forward tone.

John Rolfe chuckled dryly "With all due respect, Pocahontas and I have become rather close. We are good friends and it would be unfair to dispose of me don't you think?"

"It isn't unfair to dispose of the disposable" John Smith said rather harshly "I haven't seen her in months, as a gentleman you ought to step aside for the moment to allow us to talk"

"As a gentleman, as you so rightly put it, I can't allow that. I too have missed her and if you hadn't just left her then maybe we wouldn't have become so close"

"I beg your pardon?"

"I'm just pointing out the obvious. You cannot leave a girl, move halfway across the world and then return expecting everything to be as it was, expecting her to still be devoted to you"

"But she is devoted to me"

"As devoted to you as you are to your work, I assume?"

"And that means, what?"

"It means, Mr Smith, that it seems you care more about your job than anything"

"Nice try, kid, but you don't know anything about my career. In fact, I gave it all up for her"

"How very noble" John Rolfe retorted sarcastically

"Please! Stop! I've had enough" Pocahontas cried. Her heart was pounding in her ears and the arguing had tears pricking at her eyes. She turned and began to run off. Scared, alone. Esmeralda had been hardly any help. All her friends were happy and she felt lonely as ever. She ran and ran.

John Smith sighed heavily as she ran and he began jogging too.

"Let her go" John Rolfe said very calmly, placing a soft hand on John's chest to halt him.

"Hey! You may not care about her- "

"Don't you dare say I don't care about her!" John Rolfe scolded dominantly.

John Smith slowed, his head tilted as he stared at John Rolfe "You love her" he observed carefully.

John Rolfe didn't say anything. Instead he watched as Pocahontas disappeared around the corner of the school building and ignored the presence of John Smith beside him.

Pocahontas slowed, a small stitch on her stomach. She was round the back of the school now sat on a patch of grass right underneath a huge oak tree.

"Listen with your heart" she heard Esmeralda say. She saw her reflection in the glass window of the empty school building and sighed. She loosened her hair from its formal bun and then undid the top button of her blouse, making herself comfier.

"The past is gone" she told herself thinking hard "you must move on from here"

She hadn't been herself for weeks, since before prom. She had less passion, she had been trampled on. Was it exams? Stress of university? Was it either John? She didn't know but she did know that she hadn't been treating either man very fairly.

"Pocahontas" John Smith looked up as she returned. She was carrying her graduation cap and gown in hand, her long hair was blowing in the wind.

"I'm sorry, I've not treated either of you fairly. You needn't argue, though"

Both men nodded.

"I will not choose between you" she told them "we need to put differences aside"

"I agree" John Rolfe said, "I think we both want what's best for you"

"Definitely"

"And we can work towards that together" John Rolfe said with a glance at John Smith who nodded.

"He's right, I shouldn't have left for so long and expected you to wait here for me like some pet"

"John, no" Pocahontas shook her head "that's OK"

"It's not. I know it isn't. You're young, you have things ahead of you. Great things, too no doubt"

"I think the University of West Virginia has a lot to offer you" John Rolfe told her "It's a wonderful opportunity"

"And what about Oxford?" Pocahontas asked him

John Rolfe considered this, "It's fantastic to be sure! But England is so far away. You'd miss your family so much"

"Yes, I guess you're right" Pocahontas nodded

John Smith sighed, "Well... I agree. You must do what's best and Virginia would certainly be more practical"

There was silence between the three of them for the moment.

"I better be going" John Smith announced awkwardly.

"Will you text me?" Pocahontas asked him hopefully. John Smith nodded without a word before he sauntered off towards his small navy car.

"Are you OK?" John Rolfe asked.

"I suppose so" Pocahontas smiled.

"It's for the best that he's heading off" John Rolfe frowned "he was causing you such distress, having you wait around and confused"

Pocahontas shrugged.

"How about we head to Duke's for some tea?"

"Yes, that sounds good"

"Shang!" Mulan smiled cheerily up at her tall boyfriend. She tugged at the sides of his robe and grinned.

"This looks so fancy! I can't believe you've graduated!"

"I know" he rubbed the back of his neck "Oh shoot, my dad's coming this way"

Mulan straightened up and smiled politely.

"Hello, Mr Li" she said courteously. Mr Li's jolly face looked down on her with a raised eyebrow. There was no threat, only a quizzical look in his eye.

"Shang, is this the young lady who you took to prom?"

"Yes father"

"And more importantly, she's the genius who helped you win the soccer game?"

"Yes, father"

"Well then! Come here young lady and introduce yourself!" he chuckled with a big, cheesy grin.

Mulan laughed a little and put her hand out to shake, "My name's Mulan Fa"

"Fa? As in 'Fa Zhoo's' daughter?"

"Er- yes, Sir"

"Why! We went to school together! How is he?"

"He's good! I'll let him know you asked after him"

"That's great! Now, are you two up to anything else today?"

Shang shook his head and his father sighed. He pulled some money out of his pocket and stuck it in his son's hand.

"Take her for some food, boy! Now shoo, enjoy!"

The couple walked off, Shang shaking his head, embarrassed.

"Sorry about him... he's been dying to meet you"

"He has?" Mulan giggled

"Since he heard about the soccer game, and then prom... he just gets so invested"

"You saw how my mom reacted when you turned up and asked me to prom... parents just get crazy"

"Tell me about it"

"Father, please! We have to get to Adam!" Belle flustered to her father who had been sat reading a newspaper in his daughter's absence.

"What? What's wrong, dear girl?" he startled,

"It's Adam! That horrid boy, Gaston is going to hurt him!"

"Gaston? Gaston Reed? I thought he was a nice boy! A jock!"

"No, papa! He's vile and conceited and now violent! We have to help him, please"

"Right away!" her father jumped to his feet and they rushed for his small, chugging car. Belle jumped into the passenger seat. The car engine backfired and then began rolling slowly.

"Oh, Papa, can't It go any faster?"

"I'm sorry, Belle! You know it's a ridiculous old thing"

Belle sighed. Why, today of all days, did the car decide to reach the end of its lifespan?

"I just hope Mrs Potts is home, or Lumiere... or somebody!" Belle worried, "Adam isn't answering his phone! I must warn him! Oh Papa, this is all my fault"

"Now, now! We'll be there soon enough" he assured her but as if on cue, the car's engine backfired once more but this time the wheels grinded to an untold stop and Maurice pressed down hard several times on the pedals but to no avail.

"Oh, Belle I'm so sorry!" he said, "curse this stupid old car!"

"Won't it go?"

Maurice tried the pedals and then hopped out onto the empty street. He opened the hood and peered in, "OH!" he cried, standing straight with a squirt of oil on his face. He folded his arms angrily and kicked at the bonnet, "silly, silly car!" he cried.

Belle rolled her eyes, she didn't have time for this. Adam was in trouble.

"Belle, where are you going?" Maurice asked as Belle jumped from the car. Her graduation robe was around her like a black cloak on top of her sky-blue dress.

"I've got to go, Papa, I have to stop Gaston. He's been itching to hurt Adam for years and I think he may finally do it". Belle pushed the hair out of her face before she began to run, headed for Adam's house.

Graduation passed as students and parents began to return home. Meg hadn't seen Hercules yet, not properly, and he had avoided her gaze when she tried to catch his eye. Esmeralda and Phoebus received a long, angry stare from his parents who got in a cab and headed home without a word to their son. Esmeralda's parents saw the tense situation and invited Phoebus back home to theirs for some lunch.

"I suppose they'll calm down soon" Mala tried, "but until then, we have some chorizo that needs using".

Jasmine gave Aladdin a huge hug and congratulated him on his offers to study math although he made it very clear he wasn't quite interested.

"Sure, I'm good at math but I don't actually enjoy it" he said. He wished people would stop going on about it, frankly. Nevertheless, he accepted her congratulations and kissed her quickly. His mother also gave him a huge hug and then the three of them headed to the mall for some food, Jasmine checked with Rapunzel first of course. Rapunzel stuck to Ariel like glue until she saw Flynn strolling towards her. He looked sheepish and worried about something and for a moment, she thought he was going to cut ties with her.

"Hi, Flynn" she smiled meekly,

"Eugene" he corrected "I know it's not as stylish as 'Flynn' but it's... me"

"Got it" Rapunzel nodded "So, you've graduated!"

"I know, I can't believe it!" he admitted "so how have you been? What's it like staying with Jasmine?"

"Different. The house is so huge and compared to mother so free... I can practically do what I want now"

"You'll get used to that" he said, speaking from experience of such a freelance childhood "but I'm sorry, Rapunzel. I never meant to wrap you up in any trouble"

"That's OK" she said quite plainly. She wasn't actually sure if it was OK. She didn't understand him much anymore.

"I'm working on being more honest" he said, "so I guess I should tell you, honestly, that I'd like to be a better person and that you're to thank for that"

Her eyes widened wanting him to continue.

"My friends are great, don't get me wrong, but when I met you it was like...like- I had to reform or something. You're like this huge ray of sunshine, Rapunzel, I could never let you go. I spent so long living in a blur and now it's so clear..."

"What's clear?"

"I'm where I'm meant to go"

Rapunzel took his outstretched hand in hers and they shared a kiss, "I know what you mean"

"You do?"

"Of course, I do! I think... it could work out between us" she blushed a little,

"Everything's just so different when I see you" he said, and he pulled her in for a strong hug. He buried his head into her neck and held on tightly. It may have been cheesy and maybe she even thought he was exaggerating, but somehow, she had truly changed him. They pulled away, smiling ear to ear.

"And for the record, I like Eugene Fitzherbert much better than Flynn Rider"

Gaston pulled up outside the huge mansion in Gurgi Manors with a look of smug disgust on his face. Adam's truck had been sloppily parked by the ajar garage door. He cracked his knuckles before jumping from the driver's seat swiftly and pacing up the driveway. He ducked underneath the garage door and then slipped through the door that lead into the mansion's grand kitchen. It seemed the staff were out, all the better for the trouble Gaston was about to cause. The last thing he needed was a witness. Adam had it coming since the day they met, moody and entitled and an all-round loser. It was no wonder Gaston didn't just do this years ago. Sure, Adam would be a decent contender but he was emotionally bruised, he had nothing to fight for.

Gaston walked the marble floors as quietly as he could, looking for a sign of Adam's whereabouts. As he made his way into the hallway he spotted the truck keys tossed on the side along with a graduation cap. He headed up the staircase, the marble floors squeaked occasionally but he kept his cool. He was in charge here, he'd catch Adam off guard and punch him square in the face. And if the loser fought back he'd kick him down.

He kicked open a door to reveal an empty bathroom and then hastened to the next doorway, he kicked it open again to reveal an empty guest room, he went for the next one and then began chuckling dryly.

Adam was sat in his big navy room with a mopey expression. He had 'The Jungle Book' in his hand but it looked like he had been barely reading it. He turned to face Gaston and stood up, shocked.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, but he didn't sound angry and he didn't look defensive. He looked drained, almost as though he had been crying. His hair was no longer in a neat bun as it had been earlier for graduation, it was loose, hanging around his shoulders and he had taken apart his neat suit from earlier and instead was stood in some untucked, unbuttoned shirt and trousers.

"Go away, Gaston" he rolled his eyes and sat down again. He had lost all energy, all motivation, all will. Mrs Potts hadn't returned to graduation, he would never be worthy of Belle and his parents hadn't even phoned to congratulate him. He was done with everything at this point, in fact, he felt very depressed, as though there was nothing to live for.

Gaston scoffed, his high energy levels and smugness was thriving on Adam's soreness. "Get up, Pecus, face up to me like a man"

Adam just moved some hair from his face and sighed. He stared out of his balcony doors at the street outside, ignoring the school bully stood over him.

"Have it your way" Gaston laughed mercilessly and shoved Adam into the window. Adam, surprisingly, bounced back with surprised eyes.

"Gaston, stop" he said sternly, standing there with no violent tendency in him.

Gaston just laughed again and shoved Adam again, harder. Adam went flying through the glass of his balcony door and landed on the decking. He fell into the railing and then finally onto the wooden flooring. Gaston strode out looking down on Adam with a menacing grin. He kicked at his ribs, "Get up" he told him.

Adam tried to haul himself but he was sure there was glass in his lower back. Besides, he didn't want this. He didn't want to fight. As morbid as it was, he didn't care. Gaston could put him out of his misery if he wanted.

Gaston picked up a large piece of glass that had fallen, Adam's reluctance to fight back was making him even angrier. It made him want to hurt him more, to create a reaction. He lifted the glass dramatically in the air.

"No!" a sweet voice cried from below

Adam lifted his head from the floor.

"Belle?" he breathed

"No, Gaston don't!"

Adam was up in a flash. He grasped Gaston's wrist and then launched the glass from his hand. He practically growled back at him. Seeing Belle stood there, here for him, caring. It gave him the hope he needed, she was his hope.

Belle was completely out of breath, her graduation robe was wallowing around her feet and she continued to run, to get to Adam. She headed for the front door and tried several times but it was locked. She bashed, wondering if anyone was in. Surely at least one member of staff was? Where was everybody? She edged around the house looking for a window, a back door, anything! It was only when she spotted the garage did she mentally slap herself. All that time wasted looking at stupid, windows! She ducked under the door and rushed through the house. She hadn't been in the kitchen there before and struggled navigating her way around each room until she came to the staircase.

Gaston was on top of Adam, punching his face. He threw three blows watching as Adam coughed up blood, he began laughing. Adam jumped up, bruised to the face and blood on his lips, he shoved Gaston tackling him to stand on the balcony edge, threatening to push him straight over but Gaston ducked and got behind him. Adam turned and grabbed the bully's wrist, twisting his arm into an uncomfortable position. Gaston winced and gasped, using his legs to kick at Adam's legs but Adam barely moved.

"Adam!" Belle ran into his bedroom, tiptoeing around the glass and staring out at the scene, "Stop!" she pleaded. Her hair had become loose like his, it had come out as she ran and now some of it stuck to her chapped lips while the rest was windswept. Gaston, on hearing Belle's voice, turned to sneer at her and then whipped round to land another blow but Adam was quick. He grabbed Gaston's fist and then clasped an angry, bruised hand around his throat forcing him to lean backwards over the balcony railing.

"OK, OK, That's enough!" Gaston said quickly, grasping to keep himself upward through struggled breathing, "Don't hurt me!"

Adam stood, angrily staring into Gaston's petrified face.

"Don't hurt me!" Gaston repeated, squealing.

Adam pulled Gaston inwards, "Get out" he whispered hoarsely, through gritted teeth before he threw Gaston aside. Gaston fell to the floor, coughing and gasping for air, running a hand through his thick, black hair and seeing to his bruised throat.

"Adam!" Belle rushed for him and fell into his arms. She buried her head into his bare chest, whimpering slightly. He brushed a hand across her face tenderly and smiled through a black eye.

"Belle... you came to help me?" he asked

"Of course, I did!" she grinned but Adam's smile faded and he cried out loudly in a sudden, sharp pain,

"Adam?" Belle asked but then she saw Gaston. He had snuck behind them, grasped at the huge shard of glass from earlier and brutally stabbed Adam straight in the leg.

"Gaston!" Belle shrieked, kicking him over so that he wacked his head and lay unconscious. She felt a surge of guilt before realising that it was Adam who was injured more so. She pulled her graduation robe off and wrapped his leg up, as he lay there in agony she tried her best to tighten the fabric and apply pressure so that he didn't lose too much blood, however, he had already lost plenty and the sight of it was enough to bring tears to her eyes.

"Oh, Adam!" she whimpered, tying a knot around the injury and then tightening it,

"Fu- Shit" he cursed, wincing.

"It's fine, it's fine" she said, repeating herself again and again.

"Belle, dear? What's going on?" Mrs Potts stood below with young Chip in her arms, she had a ghostly white tint to her face as she could see the deep, red blood and the pain in Adam's face from the porch.

"Oh, Mrs Potts!" Belle began weeping with relief, "Please, call an ambulance... and the police!" She glanced at Gaston and her brow furrowed. There was no way he was getting out of this easily or innocently.

"Belle?" Adam asked, is that Mrs Potts?" he asked wearily,

"Yes! And she's going to get us some help, OK?"

He nodded. Belle moved up to tuck his hair out of his ears and began buttoning his now bloody shirt back up, "We're together now, everything's going to be fine"

Adam smiled merrily, as if those words had cured his legs and his eye and the glass sticking in his back.

"I love you" he told her and she leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his swollen lips.

"Ambulance is on its way love" Mrs Potts called in, "and I've sent for the police to deal with that brute" she walked in and looked disgustingly at Gaston.

The old lady leaned down to Belle, rubbed her back and smiled warmly, "Things will turn out all right in the end, you'll see".

SO MANY LYRICS AND MOVIE LINES IN THIS I CRINGED SO MUCH. I used lots of lines and lyrics from Pocahontas 2, Tangled and Beauty and the Beast but I low-key find it fun.

PLEASE REVIEW LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK.

ALSO this chapter with Belle and Adam was SO FUN to write :)

thanks guys xo