Here's my new story, this won't be a one shot probably a few chapter story not like 20 or 30 chapters. more like four to five but past 6 thousand words so the chapters would be pretty long.

It's my beauty and the beast AU, with a twist not exactly the same because let me tell you how many beauty and the beast fics I've read which include everysingle same word and the same action every single time, so I made my own up a bit giving a little dramatic twist of Merlin and Disney...kind of. Less Disney mostly Merlin.

Anyways here it is... ta Da!

Fandom: Merlin

Pairings: Merthur, and more pairing with the knights but I'm not telling you guys.

Characters: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine, Lancelot, Percy, Gaius, Leon, Elyan, Gwen, Mordred, Morgana, A few of my oc's

Disclaimer: I defiently do not own Merlin..boo so sad I wish I did. THe only thing I own is my story and my oc characaters.

Hope you enjooooy~

"Sire, I do believe that we took a wrong turn" Sir Elyan said looking at the unfamiliar markings on the trees. "Don't tell me you're scared" Sir Leon teased while Elyan looked away completely embarrassed "I'm not! It's just that, I think we're in the druid's territory" he said defending himself.

Arthur halted his horse and held up his hand, the knights behind him stopped and looked around cautiously, it was completely quite; there was no wind so the trees or the blade of grass weren't swaying in the wind, there were no birds chirping or even flies buzzing, just quietness.

"Sire?" Leon whispered looking around, Arthur drew his sword slowly, Leon drew his crossbow and Elyan held his mace. The horses huffed and shook their heads while the knights looking around their eyes slowly scanning the trees for movement or anything in particular.

Arthur slowly relaxed and sheathed his sword when the wind started up again "its nothin-ARGH!" The knights got in action and flew towards the offending bows flying towards them, Leon shot the druid who had hit the King in the shoulder. The king himself whimpered holding onto his shoulder, his horse was startled so much that she had neighed and rose on her hind legs, Arthur who had no grip on the reins fell back and his ankle got tangled up with the leather straps and cried out in alarm as his horse galloped away from the attack.

"Sire!" Leon shouted running after him, "Leon!" Elyan cried for help as he battled three druids on his own, with only a mace in hand. Leon gritted his teeth and shot at one coming up from behind the other dark-skinned knight; and Elyan bashed one of the druids in the face with the spiked mace officially knocking him out and making him bleed to his death and the other had run off back into the trees.

"Count!" Elyan yelled, as the druids ran off cheering as they completed their mission on harming the King. The knights raised their hands, only handful out of several raised their hands. Elyan and Leon strapped the injured and the rest mounted the horses sharing with an injured person and they all galloped back to Camelot.

Arthur gritted his teeth he had made several attempts to grab the implanted roots on the ground or even vines that were falling from the branches of the trees, but no prevail he could feel the blood on his finger nails, knowing that they had ripped off and he felt blood on his face along with his shoulder and ankles. The arrow that pierced had snapped off a long time ago leaving only a thin piece of wood inside of him along with the arrow tip; Suddenly the horse came to a stop, prancing around in her stop anxiously.

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief even if it hurt his chest, his head was banging and his shoulder was burning along with this ankle which was now swollen and probably purple, he would feel the stinging on his fingers; Arthur didn't care all he could think about how heartbroken Gwen would be when the knights went back to Camelot without him. Arthur struggled to get up but he failed and slumped back down, his body burning with pain. Arthur let his eyes drift close but not before seeing a pair of muddy brown boots walking towards him.

"I'm sorry Gwen, we want to start tomorrow searching for the King, but we need for the knights to recover before going back into the druid's territory" Leon said patting her shoulder sympathetically. Gwen nodded biting her lip to keep the whimper inside. "I understand Leon, you tried your best and that's what matters and I'm happy all you and the knights are home safely and that they are recovering" she said wiping her teary eyes.

"Thank you, and excuse me my lady, I would like to rest for a bit" he said and Gwen nodding picking up her blue skirt and trotting off into Gaius's chambers. Leon felt the guilt ache in his chest and he walked back towards his chambers peeling off his red tunic and laid in bed, he only came home with a few scrapes and bruises while Arthur was out there with an arrow in his shoulder and the other knights were barely alive.

There was a knock on the door and Leon sat up pulling on his tunic and called in the person. He immediately recognized the slender boy (Gaius's student) standing in the doorway looking bashful holding a bowl of steaming water and a towel draped over his arm.

"Uh, um Gaius sent me" he whispered shuffling his muddy black boots "well come on in then" Leon said peeling off his tunic again, Rodrick walked in and set the bowl on the table and dipped the fluffy towel in letting it soak, Leon sat down on the edge of the bed. Rodrick wrung the wet towel in the bowl and dabbed the damp towel on the scraps of Leon's back, the Knight himself hissed and arch away from the touch.

"S-sorry" Rodrick said quietly, and on impulse drew back the towel "its fine, you forgot to warn me" Leon said, "Oh um…sorry" he mumbled, Rodrick dipped the towel in again before wrung it would, he hesitated when going in to dab the wound "um, it's going to sting" he said. Leon laughed making the slender boy blush madly "I kind of figured it out" he said, Rodrick bit his lip and gently dabbed the wound, the heat on his cheeks making him light-headed; and before he knew it the wounds were cleaned and soothed with oil.

"I'm finished" he said standing up placing the towel in the bowl of now cold water. Leon watched the man pick up the bowl and walk towards the door "stay…I'm going to need a bed warmer" he said watching as shade of blush went to student's cheeks. "I um…okay" he murmured putting the bowl down on the table and walking over to the bed, Leon leaned back his eyes twinkling as he settled himself in the mountain of pillows behind him. Rodrick toed off his boots and hesitantly climbed in the fluffy bed, he threw off his dark gray tunic and flushed when Leon's warm strong hands ran up his slim waist to his dusty nipples then back down to his hips.

Rodrick bit his lip and looked at Leon with lust filled pale green eyes. Leon pulled him closer letting their flushed bodies touch. Rodrick placed his shaky hands on Leon's broad shoulders and kissed his chapped lips, Leon's beard tickled his chin pleasantly and he moaned opened his mouth to accept the knights warm wet muscle twirling around with his.

As they kissed, Leon's hands went down further down past his breeches and grabbed onto his perky tan arse and kneaded it like dough. Rodrick panted and whimpered when Leon separated the cheeks then brought them back together then separated them again.

Not before long they both were naked as the day they were born and Leon's thick fingers were inside the sandy brown hair's arse, slicked with oil. "Please, Please sir" he moaned grabbed onto the sheets as he lay face down and chest down with his arse high up and arched like a dog in heat his legs spread, while cock leaked with pre-cum. Leon shook his head "calm yourself" he whispered. "I-I ca-can't" he whimpered arching his back raising his rump higher.

Leon pulled his fingers out and the boy whined desperately; and flipped them over so the boy was on top of him. Rodrick didn't waste about asking about the position, only heaved himself up and slowly lowered himself on the knights erect cock. Leon grabbed on the boys hips and in seconds Rodrick was bouncing on top of the larger man's cock as if he born and raised to do this. "Leon, ngh L-aheon!~" he moaned stopped bouncing and started grinding his hips making the cock's tip jerk against his sweet spot over and over again. Rodrick felt his eyes cross and he panting, salvia was dripping out of his mouth; Leon watched the boy wither and arch into him his eyes in wonder and amazement at how much a mess and filthy the boy was; Rodrick grinded harder pressed down and clenching as much as he could and his other hand fisting his own erection which was weeping for attention.

Leon's cock slipped out of his arse and they both moaned at the loss, Rodrick pushed himself up in sitting position with shaking hands, his thighs clenching a hold on Leon's hips. The Knight grasped the slender hips, picking him up and slamming him down on his cock and he groaned out when his cock was surrounded by tightness and warmth of the boy.

Rodrick whimpered and sat fully straight and didn't lean down and this made the cock go inside deeper. Leon grunted, his nails digging into the boys hips surely leaving bruises. Rodrick reached behind him and grasped onto the Leon's knees and started bouncing up and down with his head thrown back, mouth opened and panting, Leon threw his head back and groaned helping the boy up and down his cock; not before long Leon started hitting the boys sweet spot over and over again not showing any mercy as the boy came along with the boy. Stars danced behind his eyes and slumped forward his limbs turned putty and limp and he fell over on top of the knight with the cock still inside of him, semen oozing from the bruised hole and around the limp erection.

Leon huffed out a tired laugh then felt the guilt hit him immediately, here he was having amazing sex while his King was out there probably lying unconscious with no food, no water, and no shelter. He lost his thought when Rodrick wrapped his arms around his neck and nuzzling into his chest and breathed out puff of air. Maybe just maybe for right now he'll feel selfish and rest; Leon pulled up the duvet and covered both of them, he ran his hand through Rodrick's sandy brown locks and falling asleep instantly.

Arthur never felt this kind of pain before, his whole body ached even when he tried opening his eyes they stayed shut, as if they were too heavy to open, but what Arthur did feel was soft cold hands fingering through his damp muddy hair. Arthur tried his best to open his eyes but all he got was a blurry image of a person with dark hair and light skin, he barely even saw the features of the person nor did he know if it was a man or a woman.

Arthur shut his eyes again instantly when he saw the glimpse of the person, Arthur groaned and immediately there was an icy hand on his throat running up and down soothing it and it actually worked. Arthur wanted to open his eyes to see his savior or even to hold his hand but he felt as heavy as gold so he laid there while the picked up his hand, he felt wetness on his fingers before he blacked out again.

The next time Arthur woke up, he was in alone in small cottage. There was a wooden table right across from him, and in front of the table was a fire with a black cauldron and something brewing inside, pillars of wood were holding up the roof which was clean and free of spider-webs. There was a window beside the table above the wooden counter tops and resting on the counter was a large dough of raw bread covering in flour.

In front of him, a few feet away was a vertical ladder coming up to a small bed cot with a pillow and a thin blanket. It was unusually warm inside probably from the fire and Arthur realized that he was laying in another bed cot with two pillows one behind his head and the other laying under his swollen ankle. He raised himself but thought better of it and laid back down, he was bare and his shoulder was wrapped going around his chest, a thick blood stain showed against his right shoulder and his fingers were wrapped from the wrist and covering his fingertips along with his ankle.

Arthur looked around and saw that there was also a shelf near his bed cot that was layered with flower pots, he also noticed that there was flower pots hanging from the ceiling and herb pots on the counter. Maybe a girl was the one who patched him up because he was sure that no male would show around all these flower and herb pots making the small cottage smell even more girly than Gwen's house who was probably pretty girly.

Arthur raised his head slightly and saw that there were no other houses around, just a small clearing with a stone well and tall trees surrounding the houses and a lake nearby. He huffed and slumped back down, just great none of his knights will find him here in this secluded area, he heard humming and instantly shut his eyes keeping his ears alert. The wooden door creaked open and he could hear footsteps coming from the door to the mantel where the pot was brewing, then the steps walked over to him. He tensed when a cold hand was placed on his forehead. Arthur held his breath, the hand paused before slowly removing itself.

"I know you're awake" an amused voice said, Arthur opened his eyes and he frowned defiantly not a girl he thought sulkily. It was a boy probably a year or two younger than him, with raven black hair that curled at around his abnormally large ears and the back of his neck, he had deep dark sapphire blue eyes that twinkled, a grin that could match no other and dimples, cheek bones that would sharpen daggers.

"Who are you?" Arthur demanded watching the twinkling eyes twinkle more, "well I found your all bruised and battered up tied to your horse. I could have left you there for the crows to pick on you if you were dead, which you were going to die but I have a good soul so I saved you, a thank you would be nice" he said.

Arthur spluttered "you can't talk to me like that!" he demanded sitting up and instantly regretted and he cried out in pain slumping back down. The boy raised an eyebrow "I saved your life I can't talk whichever way I want to"

"Shut up" Arthur hissed grabbing onto his shoulder, the boy sighed and went over grabbing something from the counter and it was a wooden mug, Arthur watched as the boy came over sitting back down on the footstool, he gently placed his hand behind the King's neck and guiding the mug on his lips "Open" he said. Arthur hesitantly opened his mouth and watched with suspicious eyes as the boy gently let the fluid in his mouth pausing every so often to let Arthur swallow.

Arthur flushed in embarrassment when some slipped past his lips, but the boy just smiled; putting the mug down and wiping his lips and cheek with the sleeve of his own tunic before making the king drink again. After the awkward gentle moment between them, the boy got up and went to put the mug down "I'm Merlin by the way" he said calling over his shoulder. Arthur didn't hesitate as he answered back "Leon" he muttered, still not trusting the boy.

He saw Merlin pause for a second before going over to the mantel stirring, "I have stew" he said using a thick rag pushing the cauldron away from the fire, the cauldron handing from the metal pole. He watched as Merlin pour steaming bowl of soup, Arthur's mouth watered at the smell of it and instantly he knew that it was most defiantly going to better than anything he already tasted.

"It's hot so you're going to have to let it sit and cool for a second, while I'm at it. I'm going to change your wounds" Merlin said placing the bowl gently on the table. He picked up a chest from underneath the table and walked over by him. "Can you sit up please" he asked while opening the chest pulling out cloth and scissors. Arthur heaved himself up ignoring the pain in his shoulder and chest.

Merlin picked up Leon's leg and placed it on his lap, "So Leon" he drawled glancing up at the knight, before going back clipping off the dirty bandages from his ankle "what are you doing in the north part of Camelot, you do know it's near Odin's kingdom; this is where they raid the most, also there is a druid camp not far from here" he said.

Arthur winced when he saw his ugly swollen ankle, all purple and gross he almost gagged at the smell but Merlin didn't even flinch just dabbed it with warm water and wrapped it up again. Arthur scoffed "what makes you think I'm from Camelot" he demanded. Merlin hid a smile "judging by your prattish attitude"

"Prattish! The hell do you mean by that, are you calling me a prat!"

Arthur fumed when Merlin faked innocence and placed a hand on his chest and pulling his best doe eyed look "Me~ Sir I'd never" he said simply blinking slowly trying to look cute and innocent as he could. Arthur crossed his arms and pouted "oh stop it, stop pouting besides I saw the Camelot emblem on your horse" he added smiling the stupid smile he already hated.

"You still called me a prat, how dare you call a knight of Camelot a prat" He said not wanting Merlin or even if his name was Merlin that he was King of Camelot. Merlin continued on smiling and clipped off his hand bandages, Arthur winced when he saw the mangy bloody fingertips. "Ow!" He cried when Merlin dipped both hands in the warm murky water. "I need to disinfect it" Merlin simply said before wrapping them up again in clean bandages; by the time Merlin was done with his shoulder and he packed up the supplies in the chest, the stew was now warm and ready to eat.

Merlin set himself on the edge of the cot and brought a spoonful of stew to his mouth "why are you feeding me, I can feed myself you're not my wife" he muttered but opened his mouth anyways. Merlin smiled in amusement "I don't think you can feed yourself with injured hands" he said and brought another spoonful of stew.

"Where's the meat" Arthur asked swallowing down the third spoon, his insides warming himself. Arthur wrinkled his nose when Merlin tapped the spoon gently on his nose "no meat, it'll hurt to swallow and chew so for now only liquids then we'll go to smashed fruit and vegetables, then meat" he said holding out another spoon.

"M'not baby" he murmured opened his mouth for his next scoop of stew

"Of course not Sir Leon" he said smiling in amusement, after Merlin had fed Arthur his stew he went to get a bowl for himself. "What are you doing in this part of Camelot" Arthur found himself asking; Merlin glanced at him "I wanted to be away from humanity, they bother me" he said teasingly. Arthur rolled his eyes. "I wanted to be away from kingdom actually, the knights are extremely nosey poking their noses in everybody's business, if you're acting odd they take it in a bad way thinking that they are practicing bad magic, a man is injured and miraculously recovered, dark magic. A little girl singing an odd rhyme, witchcraft; a boy falling in love with another boy sorcery. Ever since the Queen passed away the King has been very vile and evil" Merlin muttered bitterly.

Arthur swallowed nervously, "now the King is dead and now the Prince Arthur has become king" Merlin added quietly, "I thought you know maybe he'll change things maybe he'll calm down on the knights make sure that they don't bother the villagers so they don't have to live in fear knowing that whatever their doing their not being watched, but the King Arthur is the same as King Uther. Vile, merciless, cruel and plain out evil. Camelot's never going to change" he bit out and stood up, Arthur watched him put the bowl and spoon in a bucket.

"I'm going to go out and walk about, if you need anything just yell. I'll hear you" Merlin said quietly fingering the hem of his tunic before walking out.

Arthur slumped back down and brought a hand over his eyes, the first time he heard what people thought of him, he wanted to be a better King then his father but he guessed that nobody told him how the villagers felt about the knights and the king, not even Gwen, sweet Gwen never stood up to him and told him what she felt about the Kingdom and their laws.

Did the people really fear him and the knights, he'll just have to heal up and find out himself; but for now he need rest and that's the only way he'll heal up the fastest.

If his injuries weren't going to kill him, then Merlin was most defiantly going to. "Do you know how to shut up" Arthur snapped; the dark-haired boy shrugged before going back to kneading the dough "you should be grateful, I should have left you for the crows" Merlin replied snarkily. Arthur glared at him then put his good arm behind his head "why did take care of me?" he asked. Merlin paused then looked up at him with a confused look.

Merlin didn't answer him immediately, Arthur watched him as he grabbed a rolling-pin and started rolling out the dough.

"Because, I'm not going to be like your people who would have left some innocent stranger" he said. Arthur snorted obnoxiously making Merlin raise an eyebrow and he stopped rolling the dough, "the Knights of Camelot would never leave a person in danger" he said.

Merlin rolled his eyes and started rolling the dough back into a ball "please, after taking care of the poor soul's wounds, you would jab a sword right back into them and demand what they were doing out in the woods or how they got injured a simple mistake of suspicion, they would think the person is in involved with magic, the person would be put to death without a trial."

Arthur fumed and grabbed the closest thing he had next to him which was a flower-pot of small little green leaves which was supposed to be a herb. Merlin eyes widened and he stepped back a few inches as Arthur threw the pot at Merlin, he hadn't meant to him but to scare him and scare him it did. "What is your problem!?" he yelled looking at the mess of dirt, and clay pieces all over the dough and counter.

Merlin picked up the dough throwing it in the bin next to the mantle, before grabbed a small cloth and wiping it in the bin which he had moved so it was right underneath the counter. "That cost me four weeks of coins! All my money wasted!" Merlin yelled at him, Arthur shrugged completely relaxed he had wasted the boy's money, not caring at all.

Once the mess was cleaned, Merlin went and got a bucket full of water and started boiling it in the large black cauldron in hopes of making plain stew before sunset; he had grabbed the spices and herbs from his shelves and added a bit in there with a sauce of his own he made with hand, the water turned a beautiful golden red color the leaves twirling around and the stew thickened as Merlin added handful of flour he had left.

Arthur watched as Merlin emptied the stew in a bowl and walked over to him, he was shocked to say the least when Merlin had helped him in sitting position and hand fed him. "Come on, hurry up and finish. I'm hungry" he whispered quietly holding out another spoon from the King; after he was done Merlin wiped his mouth and helped him drink a glass full of cold water with a supported hand behind his neck and the other holding the cup up to his lips.

Merlin sighed and gently rested the knight back comfortably, he grabbed an extra pillow for Leon's ankle. "Anything else" he asked pulling up the thick duvet. Arthur shook his head and felt instantly guilty when he saw Merlin's tired face, he had worked hard on keeping them both full of food and tending to Arthur's wounds without a complaint expect a few teasing remarks here and there.

He watched wordlessly when Merlin drank his own bland stew and gulp down his water. Arthur opened his mouth to apologize but stopped. A King never apologized and he most certainly never did, to anybody; he and rubbed his chest. Was his wounds making him soft, he thought; Merlin grabbed the heavy cauldron and dragged it outside intended of washing the pot. Arthur heard the swooshing of water and the small heavy pants from Merlin.

When Merlin came back in eventually half dragging and half carrying the heavy cauldron he made his move. "I apologize" he blurted. Merlin paused staring at him with a strange expression before shoving the cauldron in a corner of the cottage. "I'm sorry what?" he said slightly bewildered coming over to where Arthur lay. Arthur felt his face heat up in humiliation and embarrassment, here he was apologizing to a peasant.

"I said, I'm sorry. I got angry" he mumbled. He cheeks heated up more when Merlin smiled down at him, the idiot smile of his with those stupid dimples and his stupid twinkly eyes. "I'm sorry as well" Merlin said lightly kicking the cot. "Maybe some knights aren't cold-hearted" he said. Arthur looked up at him and grinned "I'm not" he said. Merlin shrugged playfully "we'll have to see about that" He said; Arthur snorted "it's getting late, we should sleep" he said. Merlin nodded "good night"

"night" Arthur murmured watching Merlin blow out the candles and climbing up the ladder to his bed cot, where he changed into his night-shirt and breeches in the dark.

The days were getting colder and Merlin had to start wearing his ugly brown ratty jacket sometimes in the house; and Merlin used up some of his money to get a few more blankets and pillows for him and Arthur. Right now they both were sitting side by side sharing body heat, while the fire was blazing and drinking warm soup.

"I thought by now that the Knights would have come to find me" Arthur said, Merlin hummed "maybe they thought you died" he said. Arthur glared at him "they wouldn't dare"

Merlin grinned behind his bowl when he brought it to his mouth; Arthur looked outside from his window and muttered "it should start snowing soon"

"Hopefully not too soon, I need to go on a hunt and store up some meat and herbs" Merlin said looking out as well "better start soon" Arthur replied putting his bowl down. His hand was healing faster than his ankle and shoulder so he had started using them when he could feel his fingers and the numbness faded away.

Merlin grabbed both of their bowls and walked over to the bucket and put them in "I'll wash those tomorrow" he said and started to stretch, Arthur watched his eyes raking up the slender yet lean body, his eyes stopped at the perky bottom and the king had to admit when Merlin jumped sometimes from excitement, he loved to see those pert cheeks jiggle under the thin breeches. This was not good at all, he had a lover at home and he had a law against two of the same-sex lovers it was wrong and just sinful but Merlin's body was tempting and sinful itself and staying a whole two weeks and a half was bothersome especially when Merlin usually bent down to pick up the things he dropped. The breeches stretching, he could most definitely see the pale skin between the tiny holes of the breeches, and he knew Merlin wasn't wearing any undergarments.

Arthur cleared his throat and looked away, he lifted his good leg hoping the lifting of his leg lifted the duvet covering his massive erection. "I'll be heading out, don't try to start moving yet because you aren't ready. I'll go and get some vegetables from the market and it'll be the first time you'll have something in your stew to look forward to" Merlin said grabbing his pouch. "Why don't you take a weapon?" Arthur asked before Merlin left.

Merlin looked embarrassed and scratched his head in a boyish way making Arthur's heart race "I'll probably end up hurting myself on accident."

"Of course, forgot about that, you're clumsier than a new-born fawn" he said grinning when Merlin flushed. He glared at Arthur but it was lacking heat, Merlin huffed and left the house without another word.

Arthur grinned and settled his leg back down comfortably, it was probably going to be a while when Merlin came back, that idiot would end up tripping over a root or end up lost. Arthur occupied his time by looking out the window hoping his would see a flash of red or even silver but nothing came. There were a few doe who came to feed on the fresh grass with their fawns before it started snowing; a rabbit bounded away to its burrow with her babies following, and there was only a handful of birds, the rest had already migrated.

It was almost noon before Merlin back which was unusual, it would always take him about thirty minutes, here and back, but now it took Merlin a few hours. "Where have you been?" Arthur demanded feeling slightly stumped that Merlin left him to almost die out of boredom.

Merlin rolled his eyes "don't get your breaches in a twist Leon, I had a chat with a friend" he said. Arthur huffed and crossed his arms "right chatting or you know having dinner" he pouted. Merlin laughed and came over patting him on the cheek "It was a chat, I got carried away."

Arthur watched him go back to the cauldron filling it with water before going to cut up the carrots and cabbage. "Wait hold up, where's your neckerchief?" he asked pointing to Merlin's over exposure of his collarbone.

Merlin froze then patted his neck when he felt the cloth missing his cheeks flushed and let out an oath to which Arthur rose an eyebrow. "It probably fell or something" Merlin said nonchalantly but by the way his eyes glancing around it wasn't an accident; Arthur squinted his eyes and saw that there was bruises on his neck, dotting everywhere the bruises looked to be bites.

Arthur's eyes widened "you bedded someone didn't you!" he yelled. Merlin's hand slipped on the knife and it clattered to the floor along with the carrots. "No, I didn't!" Merlin yelled back. "I'm sure no woman acts that rough in bed, so it couldn't be a woman and I notice that you're limping" Arthur snapped. Merlin flushed and he covered his face with his hand "You slept with a man!" he growled.

Merlin rounded him "that is my business!"

"Its treason!"

"Treason for being with a man?!"

Arthur glared at the boy in front of him "I thought you were a decent pheasant but now I'm not so sure" he said coldly. Merlin stared at him incredulously "decent, I saved your arse out there, I could have left you, and now since I'm sleeping with a man you think, I'm not decent enough for you. Now Leon I could easily knock you out and drag you back out there in the dark for the wolves to chomp on!"

"Are you threatening me?" Arthur snarled. Merlin crossed his arms "yes, I am. What are you going to do about it, you're crippled remember"

Arthur took a deep breath "it's wrong to sleep with a man" he said trying to get it through the idiot's thick skull. Merlin narrowed his eyes "so was having a lover with a different color, you were to only fall in love with a person who had the same color as you. Now look at the King, I heard rumors he fell in love with a dark-skinned woman and he lifted the band which he himself put up the law. So it's okay for the King to bend and change the rules whenever he wants to, but we can't!"

"No! You can't, that's why he's the King! Merlin" Arthur tried reasoning with him. Merlin was quite for a while "What if the King fell in love with a man" he said. Arthur sputtered "That would never happen, that's for sure!"

"Why because you're best mates with him, I bet the King doesn't even like you Leon. Probably walks around all pompous and arrogant with his stupid crown and stupid robe, ruling over the poor and feasting with the rich!"

"Yes, because that's how a kingdom works Merlin, are you too daft to even know that." Arthur snapped watching Merlin's cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"I bet the king doesn't even listen to a single thing you say." Merlin muttered angrily.

Arthur snorted "the King listens to all the knights thoughts and plans, he had always put the people first then himself" he said. Merlin rolled his eyes and shrugged "I hardly believe that." Merlin said and turned around to blow out the candles, it was getting darker and he was hungry but right now he didn't even want to cook for the prat nor himself.

"I bet you begged for it" he heard Leon mutter.

"Excuse me?" Merlin said pausing to blow out the last few candles on the table. He heard Leon shift in his cot "I beg you begged the man to fuck you right, I bet you took it up the arse" he taunted. Merlin felt his cheeks heat up and he turned around to face the Knight.

"You're disgusting" Merlin snarled.

Leon smiled smugly and Merlin felt his fingers twitch to smack it right off his pompous face "I bet you begged and got down on your knees and pleaded for hi, right? For a few extra coins, you needed to money anyways for the food and herbs. You probably looked like a dirty whore crawling up to him, bet you liked it when you stuffed his penis inside you while you begged and moaned like tavern wrench"

"How dare you!" Merlin cried walking up to him.

"What is itty bitty Merlin upset that he's too poor that he have to sell his body for money like a filthy whore," Arthur knew he hit a nerve when Merlin stiffened but his heart stopped when he heard the words leave Merlin's mouth.

"Get. Out"

"What?"

Merlin glared at him so coldly that he almost froze from fear. "I said get out, I don't the need to take care of you anymore, if you think I'm going to take care of you after this. Well think again Sir Leon" he drawled. Arthur stared at him for a while before gritting his teeth, "Out!" Merlin yelled again;

"Are you kidding, its bloody well freezing outside and the wind is crazy!" Arthur snapped, Merlin shrugged "that's your problem, not mine so get out! Or I'll shove you out myself!"

Arthur stared at Merlin then stood up ignoring the screaming pain in his ankle and shoulder before he hobbled towards the door, "and take your stupid horse, or I'll kill it and eat it for dinner tomorrow" Merlin snapped. Arthur ignored him and limped towards his horse, he muffled a scream as he climbed on his horse, the horse shook his head and trotted out in the forest, and Arthur cursed his bad luck, he didn't have a shirt nor boots, it was freezing and the wind was blowing like crazy; the sun was setting fast and he looked over his shoulder at the cottage, and the last light flared out from the window.

Merlin paced back and forth in his cottage, he felt humiliated, degraded and worst of all guilty. He had sent an injured man outside with not an inch of clothing out in the cold night, and he knew that on cold nights was when the wolves came to hunt in large group of packs that's when they found either a lost doe or maybe a burrow full of warm fuzzy rabbits. Merlin eyed his cloak on the hook, "I can't believe I'm doing this" he groaned. Merlin jerked on his boots grabbed his brown jacket and threw on his cloak and headed out in the dead of night.

"Leon!"

"Leooon!" Merlin yelled cupping his hand around his mouth, Merlin looked around but the wind was picking up and it started to snow not long ago, the wind mixed with the snow was not a good idea especially at night, instead falling gently to the ground, snow was swarming the sky blocking his vision.

"Leon!"

Merlin continued on walked, he summoned a blue orb light which sort of helped his eyesight, he heard growling to his left and rounded on the noise, in the mist of the snow, he saw shadows dancing forward with yellow lit eyes. Merlin followed the wolves, they had probably smelt Leon's blood; it was either Leon or an injured animal stuck in the snow storm. Merlin followed quietly but swiftly, and in no time at all there was Leon on the floor with a bloody gash on his forehead, his horse not a few meters away neighing rather loudly at the wolves who advanced towards the fallen knight.

Merlin whispered a spell that knocked the wolves off their feet and scampering back into the darkness of the forest with their tails between their legs. Merlin ran forward and winced when he saw the knight was shaking and turning slightly blue from the cold; Merlin whispered a calming spell on the horse and levitated Leon back into his cottage and the horse following closely.

Once Merlin had reached his cottage, he put Leon by the fire and the horse in the stable nearby, he placed a warming spell inside the stable before running back to his cottage, he had used magic to board up the windows, and the crooks and crannies of his house so no wind, snow or light entered the cottage leaving it in completely darkness, Merlin had lit about twenty or so candles along with blazing fire and the nest of pillows and blankets in front of it which Leon laid in.

Merlin heated up the water with his magic and dabbed Leon's gash on his forehead. Quickly Merlin had stitched up the newest wound on the knight; before slumping forehead completely exhausted from the rush.

Leon was sleeping peacefully, he was all warm and cozy while Merlin watched him every second making sure he survived throughout the night. Not before long, it was morning and Merlin took out the boards from the windows and door, he blew out what was left of the candles which left a puddle of already cooling wax, he'd scrap those up and use those for later.

Merlin yawned as he readied up breakfast, which consist of cabbage carrot stew. Merlin barely was keeping his eyes opened when Leon woke from his sleep. "Merlin" he whispered looking around confused, probably wondering why wasn't he dead or nearly dead in the forest.

"Hey" the darker boy whispered tiredly "I got breakfast" he said holding up a bowl of soup. Arthur stared at Merlin "Why'd you come after me?" he asked laying comfortably in his nest of warm pillows and blankets which Merlin eyed enviously.

"I couldn't leave you in the cold, you were injured and probably weren't going to make it to the next town even if there wasn't a storm out at night."

Arthur sat up carefully, he grimaced and grabbed the soup greedily; before gulping it down without a spoon, his eyes shut blissfully at the first time he had chewed on something other hand his cheek; the carrots and cabbage were soft but chewy. Merlin relaxed once he realized Leon was safe and not injured any more other than the gash on his head. Arthur slurred up the soup obnoxiously before grabbing Merlin's bowl as well and gobbled it up as well.

Once Arthur was finished he wiped his mouth with his hand and set down the bowls on the ground, it was quite for a while, an awkward and uncomfortable silence.

"I'm sorry!" Arthur blurted, Merlin blinked then blushed once he knew what the knight was apologizing for. "It was not my place from the beginning, I should have been grateful that you were caring for me in the first place. I was out of line and I deeply apologize for that" he said.

Merlin sighed before scratching his cheek sadly "it wasn't your place to tell me what to do but, I'll accept your apology but you can't take back the words you've said they had already left your mouth and those words are something I'll probably never forget" he said, Arthur clenched his teeth watching Merlin grab the bowls putting it in the piling bucket of dirty dishes.

"I know I can't take back those words but, I am sorry. I was angry, you came back late, I was hungry and I took it out on you. The knight haven't come searching for me yet so I felt abandoned, angry, and hungry" Arthur said.

Merlin gave him a fake smile "what's done is done, I'll just have to move on from it; and you're just apologizing because you think you owe me, after I saved your life…again"

Arthur glared at him "I not thinking I owe you or something. I am feeling sorry for what I said, I was about to turn around to come back and apologize last night but I was attacked." He said. Merlin raised an eyebrow "attacked?"

"That's right, you were bleeding when I found you. It couldn't have been the wolves because they found you after you were bleeding following the scent of blood. Do you remember what attacked you" Merlin asked coming over to sit next to Leon.

Arthur shrugged "I don't remember clearly, it was a man…a young man with dark hair and blue eyes. I thought it was you at first but he wasn't you, this man had more muscles (Merlin huffed at that statement) but he was dressed oddly, he was in rags of black with a ugly dark gray scarf wrapped around his head and his mouth covering him from the cold."

"Odd, I never heard or seen a man who fitted your description in the village nearby" Merlin said shrugging off his shoes and socks, he turned to face the heater and almost moaned in bliss when his toes started heating up.

Arthur nodded "worst of all, he used…magic" Arthur whispered dramatically. Merlin froze then stared at Leon, "a-are you sure…m-magic?" he squeaked, the knight nodded then smirked "don't worry Merlin, I'll protect you" he said smugly.

Merlin huffed and shoved his good shoulder "prat."

Arthur laughed and shook his head before grimacing, he settled down in the blankets "I am sorry for what I said." Merlin shrugged carelessly, he yawned and stretched his arms above his head "It's alright, you probably have never heard of a man being with another man in Camelot have you?" he asked but already knew the question.

"…No…I haven't"

Merlin slipped off his jacket before curling himself on the thick blankets his back facing Arthur and his front facing the warm fire. "…uh Merlin…" Arthur said hesitantly, Merlin rolled his eyes "shut up Leon, I'm tired I was up all night taking care of you, let me sleep and all the blankets are here…don't worry I won't touch you while I'm sleeping" he said and shut his eyes.

"Merlin?" Arthur said.

"Yeah?"

"Can we start over?"

"Sure" it was a soft whisper but Arthur heard him clearly.

Arthur stayed still until he heard Merlin's breath even out and he knew that the boy had fallen asleep instantly within seconds, Arthur gulped and settled comfortably beside Merlin, he kept a few good feet away from the other boy but still close enough to see the rise and fall of his breath and to count each individual hair strand on his head, Arthur settled for slipping his eyes shut to rest for a bit but ended up falling asleep as well, both of them sleeping side by side, one dark, one light. Like two sides of a coin.

A month passed and Arthur was healing quickly, his shoulder stopped burning only leaving a numbing ache, his ankle was still swollen but now it was an ugly yellow and green color, and he had starting eating meat recently.

"Merlin~" Arthur moaned "your stew is the best thing ever" he said gobbling up his third bowl and chomping on a warm loaf of bread. Merlin laughed "you're a complete pig! Better slow down, or I'll have to lower your rations of food."

Arthur glared at Merlin "it's treason to call a knight a pig" he said through a mouthful of bread and soup, Merlin gave him an innocent smile "me? Call a night a pig, that's barbaric" he said giving Leon his best watery doe eyed look which at Arthur blushing and looking away.

Merlin bit back a smile and finished up his bread. "We'll need to exercise your arm and shoulder, it's been a while since you've used it right?" he said grabbing Arthur's dirty bowl. Arthur gave a one shoulder shrug with his good shoulder.

"I guess" he muttered.

"Soooo…how's life in Camelot?" Merlin asked out of the blue, Arthur blinked then shrugged "fun, I guess interesting, there is always new merchants from different parts of the kingdom selling their goods. Kind of stressful too because we have to go under operation to make sure the items are all safe and not against the law. After each day it's tiring, but it's worth it to know that your kingdom is safe, and free of all magic."

Merlin hummed "I have always wanted to go there, it's my guilty pleasure. Maybe once or twice. I always hear the women gossiping about Camelot"

"Then why don't you?" Arthur asked rolling his shoulders hoping to get rid of the ache in his shoulder. Merlin gave him a sad smile "I wouldn't fit in" he said simply.

Arthur acted on impulse "I think you would," he muttered "when I get better. I'll give you a whole grand tour of Camelot" then bit his lip regretting what he said; but Merlin didn't notice, he smiled widely "thank you that would be lovely, and I would love to see your lover as well" Merlin teased. Arthur felt his face flush, and he sputtered a response.

"Don't think, I don't know, I hear you at night muttered 'Gwen' all the time" Merlin said getting up to pour himself a goblet of water. "That's none of your concern" Arthur snapped but Merlin pretended he didn't care at the hard tone of Leon's voice. "Oh come of it Leon, how's she like, is she nice, pretty, plump. Come on tell me~" he whined sitting back down on the footstool near the bed cot.

Arthur flushed and fiddled with a loose thread on the duvet, "she's pretty, very kind, and confident, she always knows what to say at the right time and what to think. Gwen's intelligent as well and knows how to fight as well, a very independent woman and strong-willed."

"That's amazing, I hope she keeps your ego in check as well" Merlin said grinning. Arthur rolled his eyes "never since we've met, has she called me a prat." The king retorted defending his dignity. "I've always been handsome and sweet to her"

Merlin choked on his water "You? Handsome, and sweet. I hardly believe that" he said, Arthur glared at him. "I do wonder what she sees in you" Merlin pondering tapping his chin thoughtful raking his eyes on Arthur's face. "Oh wait maybe…no never mind, I see nothing interesting" he said, Arthur shoved him and Merlin laughed landing on his arse.

Arthur brought him up by his arms and holding Merlin in chokehold and rubbing his knuckled furiously on Merlin's head while Merlin protested, sending curses and pathetically punching Arthur in the arm. The king gently shoved the boy away who let out a whine and fixed up his matted hair.

"I've never laughed this much in my whole life…since I've become a knight" Arthur added. Merlin gave him a wide-eyed look "Never? This is only a bit of laughter?" he said. Arthur gave him a weary smile "It's hard you know, rul-uh defending the kingdom" he said quickly fixing up his slip, thankfully Merlin didn't notice. "What about Gwen?" he asked hesitantly his eyes darting to the fire before looking at him.

Arthur shrugged "we've went on picnics before, a few laughs here and there but it was mostly about my knighthood she talked about how stressful it was for me and how I should calm down a bit but other than that it was just flirting, nothing more."

Merlin was quiet and he bit his lip before nonchalantly scooting closer, Arthur pretended he didn't see but he held his breath, when he felt Merlin's warm body heat against his, their thighs were almost touching and their hands which was beside them were brushing against each other.

Arthur let out a shaky breath when Merlin's pinky curling around his pinky "So, you are at ease with me" Merlin whispered. Arthur nodded slowly, he noticed how pretty Merlin's twinkly blue eyes actually were, they were framed by thick luscious dark lashes and his pretty puffy pink mouth was slightly trembling.

"I'm glad" Merlin said quietly, Arthur leaned in slowly pausing once in a while, just as Merlin's eyes were fluttering shut there was a crack of thunder outside. They both jumped apart, hearts racing and hands clammy. "I-I'll check on the chicken" Merlin said and stood up quickly, walking to the roast which was slowly turning in the fire, cooking in the fire slowly until the insides were juicy and the outside was crunchy golden brown. It was quite until a few remarks here and there before they had completely forgot about the almost kiss and went back to their original normal playful selves.

The roast had finished cooking, and in a far off distance the Knights of Camelot were preparing to look for their King in hopes of finding him alive and healthy.

Right So here it is, yes I know it's kind of confusing while some parts say Leon and the other say Arthur okay to clear it up. Arthur said Leon's name because that's the only name he could come up with. Arthur knows that their are some people who hate him and would love to have him killed so he uses a different name in disguise for his safety.

So when it's in Merlin's thoughts he says Leon but when Arthur is thinking it's his own name. I hope it's not so confusing. Well here's my twist on Beauty and the Beast. Hopefully you can see the slight comparison from the Beauty and the Beast to my own AU story.

Anyways please comment and vote on this please please please! Also I do love writing sex scenes in my story I was going to add another but I'll deleted it because too many sex scenes can get tired of reading after a while...well that's my opinion. Like one time I was reading a Drarry fanfic and all they did was have sex every five minutes it kind of got tired to read, sex every chapter is good and if you change the position and type of sex like rough and fast or maybe slow and gentle...even rough and slow. a few handjobs here, a few tongue fucking over there. Add a dash of sexy spanking. So anways tell me what you think, I'll probably update slow because dude, I have tons of exams before summer starts and I'm working because I need a ticket to visit my friends in Germany. My gay friend is getting married I need to help him find a nice tux...also I got to brush up on my german before I go.