A/N: For those of you who don't know who i am my name is Veronica and i love Klaine Disney style fanfics I could read them a thousand times and never get sick of them. And if you don't love Disney then your crazy. Ok so i am posting up another one of my fics that i have already written but this time i am changing a few things to it like adding some character i didn't have in there before and fixing up some spelling mistakes. So i hope you guys are going to like this one. Enjoy. Please leave a review and tell me what you this even if you just write one word its not that hard.

Chapter 1

"Stop, thief!"

Karofsky shouted at the top of his lungs as he chased a raggedly dressed boy through the crowded marketplace of Agrabah. The boy zigzagged skillfully around the outdoor stands-fruit sellers, clothing merchants, bakers, trinket sellers. In his right hand, he clutched a loaf of bread. Beside him ran Jeff dressed in a vest and a hat.

"I'll get you, street rat!" Karofsky shouted.

Street rat. If there was one name Blaine hated, that was it. The sultan's guards looked down on the poor people of Agrabah people such as himself. Sure, he swiped food sometimes. He had no choice-he had to eat. But he was no street rat.

"Come on Jeff!" Blaine called to his friend. "I coming," he said. They ran into a nearby house leapt onto its low, flat roof. Then he and Jeff sprinted from the rooftop, landing on a pair of clotheslines and finally falling into a soft pile of clothes. Instantly he was snatched up by a pair of thick, hairy hands.

It was Karofsky, the head of the sultan's guard. Karofsky was a man of few words, but if there was one thing he did well, it was catching young thieves.

"Gotcha!" Karofsky said, lifting Blaine up.

Jeff leapt onto Karofsky's back and shoved his turban over his eyes. "Perfect timing Jeff." said Blaine as he quickly wrenched himself free, and they both bolted away. They wove through the marketplace, past a camel salesman, a rug merchant, a jewelry cart...

Suddenly Jeff stopped. His eyes were fixed on the cart. Jeff had one big weakness-sparkling jewels. He crouched beside the cart, reaching up to steal a pendant.

"Stop him!" someone yelled. Dozen of faces turned towards him. "Oh, oh"

Blaine spins around and grabs Jeff by the arm "Come on Jeff we gotta get outta here." To their right, the guards charged closer. To their left, angry townspeople closed in. "Blaine were trapped." "Not yet this way." Blaine and Jeff ran straight ahead towards a stairway that led to a tall tower. They raced up the stairs and in through a window. "What now?" Blaine grabbed two rugs, and handed one to Jeff "use it as a parachute," he said. He and Jeff leapt from another window to the other side of the building. They jumped again, this time landing safely in a quiet little alley, darkened by the shadow of the sultan's palace doors. "What a rush." said Jeff panting from all the running.

There the sounds of the marketplace were muffled. Blaine exhaled and he sat down. He was starving.

"All right, Jeff, now we eat!" he said, breaking the loaf of bread in half.

But before he could eat, he saw a frail boy and girl in the shadows. They said nothing, but their wide, staring eyes spoke for them. Blaine could tell they hadn't eaten in days.

He looked down at the bread. He had risked his life to get it-and his mouth was watering like crazy. But he couldn't let them go hungry. With a sigh, he held his half out to the children. "Go on, take it," he said softly.

Jeff scowled, but he handed over his piece, too. The girl smiled. She took Jeff's bread and gave him a hug he liked that. People didn't usually treat him so nicely. He tipped his hat and strutted away proudly-and smacked into Blaine.

But Blaine didn't even notice. His eyes were focused on something straight ahead. "WOW...," Blaine muttered.

The marketplace had fallen silent. Right through the middle rode a man on a horse. He wore robes of the finest silk, studded with jewels. As the people cleared they way and bowed, the man thrust his chin in the air.

Blaine wandered out of the alley and into the crowd. Everyone was murmuring about the rich-looking man. "That's Prince Puck," a women said "on his way to the palace."

"Just another suitor for the prince," an old man said, shaking his head. "He'll ask to marry him, and he'll throw him out-just like all the others."

Jeff tried to get Blaine's attention "Blaine," said Jeff waving his wand in front of Blaine's face but Blaine stared in awe. If the prince could reject someone like that, he must be a pretty amazing boy!

Blaine felt a tug on his arm Jeff was pulling him out of his daze. Blaine could see a group of children running towards Prince Puck's horse. Suddenly the horse bucked, frightening the children, and the prince shouted, "Out of my way, you filthy brats!" Said Puck raising a whip.

Angered, Blaine broke through the crowd and strutted right up to Prince Puck standing between the prince and the children stopping the whip from hitting the children "If I were as rich as you, I could afford some manners!" he yelled. Throwing the whip in Prince Puck's face.

"Out of my way, you flea-bitten street rat!" Prince Puck kicked his horse and brushed past Blaine, knocking him down in the mud.

Burning with anger, Blaine leapt to his feet and started to run after the prince's horse. With a loud clang, the doors to the palace slammed in his face. "I'm not worthless and I don't have fleas." he shouted at the closed doors. Blaine bowed his head sadly to Jeff. "Come on Blaine let's go home and get you cleaned up." said Jeff.

As a chilly darkness settled over Agrabah that night, Blaine and Jeff climbed to the roof of a crumbling old building. There were only a few mats and a couple of worn-out pillows, but to Blaine and Jeff, this was home.

Jeff curled up on a pillow and closed his eyes. With a smile, Blaine covered him with a soft mat. "Someday, Jeff, things are going to be different," he said. "We'll be dressed in robes instead of rags. And we'll be inside a palace, looking out-instead of outside looking in."

In the distance, the sultan's palace loomed majestically. That'd be the life, huh, Jeff? To be rich, live in a palace, and never have any problems at all."

With a sigh, Blaine lay down and fell asleep.

Well what do you guys think next chapter we meet Kurt and Burt stay tuned. Please leave review xoxox. From Veronica.