Falling For You Chapter Four, a beauty and the beast fanfic

My fourth chapter is up! Enjoy it and i will work harder!

Chapter Four: Pull Yourself Together

Slurped, slurped, slurped was all that Nathair could hear when he came back to his senses. He knew that he was on the deserted road because that where Laila left him. He then realized that a hot, wet substance was being wiped all over his face. The smell of it stank, like some stale fish that been left in the boiling heat or that of the food that human people supply their animals with.

After several minutes of trying to avoid the deathly smell, he cracked his eyes open, just enough to catch a glimpse of same substance cover him with nice sheet of saliva which he had come to realize what it was.

He groaned as he sat up, prying the creature off him which turned out to be a dog, and wiping his face with his hands, making sure he had no trace of the saliva left.

Nathair sat on the deserted road, groaning in frustration as the animal next time spent his time chasing it tail which ended whacking him in the process. With his patience wearing thin, he shouted at the dog, followed by a whimper and the dog scampered away.

Watching the dog's retreating form, Nathair sighed and continued to sit the remaing ten minutes on the gravelly path when he got up to dust himself and headed down the hill to search for the nuisance of a woman that seemed to have a mind of her own.

But he didn't notice that a set of four paws and tail followed closely at his heels.

Laila stumbled her way down the hill until she met the bottom. Once she regained her balance, she took in her surroundings; another set of meadows laid out before her, tall tree stood silent in the summer breeze and the air was crisp.

Laila's face scrunched up. This environment wanted to make her puke, and she would've gladly liked to have done that.

Why does this place seems to always have a happy feeling and yet I want to see it in flames? Laila thought as she passed by the scenery and continued to follow whichever path laid before her. She kept taking all the paths until she came across a bridge and she heard a trickle of running water which she guessed was a stream. She approached the bridge and peered over the railings.

"Ahhhh!" She screamed a little scream, but soon she realized it was her own reflection which consisted of her two eyes and a nose. She continued to stare at her own image, when she suddenly realized that her style of clothing had changed dramatically. A petticoat type dress which came off the shoulders stood out on her skin with a corset like bodice wrapped around like a second skin and a pair of leather boots were set upon her feet.

"Dear God, I look hideous." Laila mumbled as she ruffled the garment and to seemingly twirl it around. A single thought popped into her mind which made her lift her skirt up to mid-thigh and she peeked under.

I've still got them Laila sighed as she was pleased that she still had one thing from the modern world and that was her panties. She pulled her skirt down and then suddenly looked around. A sigh of relief came from her as she was glad that there was no one around to witness this strange sighting of another human being.

When she was all set, she trotted off the other side of the bridge and continued on her way.

"Will you quit following me"! Nathair growled as he wrestled with the hem of his tunic. A pair of sharp, white canine teeth were latched onto the bottom of it. Nathair continued to do the tug of war with little 'mutt' that seem to only be interested in his item of clothing.

Nathair grunted as he used all his might to pull his garment free.

'This little creature sure has some strength against me' was all Nathair thought as he at last wrenched the garment free from the prey's mouth, sending both the animal and him to their bottoms.

'Stupid thing.' Nathair mumbled on, 'It's ruined my favourite outfit."

Nathair tried to rid the saliva that now stained his very best attire. While doing so, the little four legged creature bounded around him with its tongue hanging from its mouth, creating a whirlwind of dust.

"Will you stop it"! Nathair fumed, glaring at the animal, raising his hand at it but stop mid-air; a yelp came from it followed by a whimper as it tucked it tail between it legs and started to creep its way from Nathair.

"Off with you", Nathair said quickly, waving his arm around, having no idea what to do it now.

The little animal dashed off as Nathair said the last of his words, a trail of dust leaving in its wake with a few extra pebbles in the air.

A grumble escaped Nathair as he looked at his garment and continued mumble a few profanities as he trailed off to find the right path.

Nathair groaned while face buried in his hands. He was sitting a bolder to keep himself rest. The sun was beating down and Nathair was in no mood to remove any of his outter layers to suite the sun.

'God this heat is killing me' thought Nahtair as he wiped the sweat droplets off his forehead. 'I can't believe that I let this happen'

"All she had to do was keep her mouth shut and do what's she told, nooo…..she had to pick a fight with me and run her ass off." He continued his rant on, arms flying around in every direction and stones being flicked by his feet. "God! No!", Nathair growled angrily, fingers pressed against his brow as he tried to calm himself down.

'There's no use to get frustrated' He mumbled under breath as he took some deep breaths.

"Okay. I can do this" Nathair said one last time and stood up, trying to make himself presentable, dusting himself off. He took a deep breath, and carried on the path, rounding a bend which were covered by several trees. Nathair stopped again for a cool bit of shelter, and then went on his way.

Somewhere behind the route Nathair had taken, where the bend that Nathair had passed; two ears perked sprung in sight along with a snout and a wet nose. Nathair is about to have company once again.

"So this is the girl that supposed to save the kingdom from everlasting destruction", A voice spoke, humour could be hinted, bitter as well at the tip of the tongue. Full set of perfectly straight white teeth came into view as the person smiled under the hood. The hooded person stood in front of glowing crystal ball. A hand with clawed nails reached and touched the glowing crystal, zooming into the image of the girl.

"If you are to be the person that been prophesied, then I must have you…Laila"