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Pretty Boy	By : angeljin Category: -Movies Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Pretty Boy – Chapter One
            Ben had noticed that Hansel had taken to staring at him more than he had before. Not that Hansel had really stared at him all that much to begin with. But it was becoming a little unsettling to look up from whatever he was doing only to find the older man watching him. Even more unsettling was the fact that he didn’t really mind.
At first Ben tried to blame his dreams on the fact that Hansel was always watching him, but then he remembered that he had always been more interested in Hansel than he was in Gretel. From the moment he had first read about the two he had wanted nothing more than to join Hansel in his hunt for Witches. That Gretel would be there had never really been a concern of his.
When he had met the siblings, Ben had been drawn towards the other man. When he had found Gretel unconscious and had taken her to his house before doing his best to clean her up, all he could think was how he wished that he had found Hansel in her place. He had wondered what it would be like to touch that body, how different it would feel to touch a body and feel muscle under his fingers. Gretel had been far too similar to his own body type; all soft curves and smooth skin. It did nothing for him, but the simple thought of Hansel would set his blood on fire.
These days there was little else that Ben could think of. And that was turning out to be a dangerous thing as he had almost let a Witch escape because he had been watching Hansel’s ass and not the exit. After the Witch was dead and the four of them had set up camp for the night, Hansel had taken him aside and yelled at him for half an hour before demanding an explanation for Ben lack of focus. Of course Ben couldn’t just say that he had been distracted by Hansel’s ass so he claimed that he was over tired. And he was, they had been on the move for five months without stopping anywhere for more than a few days.
The thing that surprised Ben was that Hansel had stopped yelling and just looked at him for a minute before saying that they would stop at the next town they came to. Hansel said that they would stay there for a few days so that everyone could rest before they continued on their hunt. Hansel had then turned and left Ben to stare at his retreating back.
“What?” That didn’t make any sense; Hansel hated staying in the same place for more than a day, two at most. Why would Hansel willingly stay in a town when he preferred to sleep under the stars where there was a better chance of escaping if they were attacked? It just didn’t make sense. However, Ben had never been the kind to look a gift horse in the mouth, and he wasn’t about to start now.
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            As far as towns went, it was pretty small. In fact, it was small no matter how you looked at it; there were maybe thirty people, forty at most. But there was an Inn and a bar, which was all that was really important. Even so, Ben felt that there was something off about the town. The townspeople seemed almost too happy about their arrival and there was always at least one person watching them. Watching Ben.
            The Inn had eight empty rooms and the Inn-keeper said that he would rent them three rooms for the price of two. Of course, there wasn’t a room big enough for Edward to stay in. There was, however, an empty barn three house down from the Inn and the farmer who owned the barn said that he could stay there while they were in town. And again, the people in this town were far too happy to have them there. Not a single person freaked out about a troll walking into their town; they just acted like it was the most normal thing in the world.
            Three and a half hours after arriving in town Ben had had enough. The man across the street staring at him was the ninth person he had caught watching his every move. It was time to talk to Hansel because they needed to get the fuck away from this place. Ben hurried back to the Inn and ran up the stairs to Hansel’s room. He knocked on the door twice before opening it. “I need to talk to . . . .”
            Hansel was shirtless and his pants were half undone and sitting low on his hips. Ben could feel his brain shutting down; he simply couldn’t think of a single thing that was of more importance than the, more than half naked, man standing in front of him. Right up until Hansel threw his shirt at Ben, nailing him in the face. Ben wasn’t sure how long he had been standing there, but judging from the look on Hansel’s face it had been too long.
            Ben tossed the shirt back to Hansel who caught it and threw it on the bed. “Now that I have your attention, do you want to tell me why you came barging in here. Because if it’s not life and death important I will hurt you.”
            “What? Oh right,” Ben started with a little shake of his head to clear it. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he continued, “I really think we need to move on. This town is freaking me out; we haven’t even been here for four hours and I’ve already noticed nine people watching everything I do. And everyone here has been way too willing to have the four of us stay here; think about it, every other town we’ve gone to has always wanted Edward to stay outside the town. But here, they want him in town and we’re only paying for two of the three rooms we’re using. None of it makes sense.”
            Hansel had been expecting some stupid fanboy question or for the younger male to ask, for what he was sure would have been the hundredth time, if Hansel needed help cleaning his guns. At first it had annoyed Hansel to no end that Ben seemed to think that he couldn’t clean his own guns; until one day, while carefully cleaning the trigger, Ben had said something about how it was nice to finally be around someone that believed he was good for more than just shooting a gun. Ben had been the only teenager in his town, and both of his parents were dead; because of that, the people in Ben’s town treated him like he was nothing but a massive burden. So, Hansel started to always say yes whenever Ben asked to help; sometimes he would even ask Ben to help him.
            But this, this was not what he expected at all. And he didn’t like it. Ben was his, even if he didn’t know it yet. If Ben didn’t feel safe here, they would leave. “If you think that it’s that bad we can leave. Although, Gretel is in the woods so we’ll have to wait for her to get back. If you want, you can stick with me until we leave; I promise that I won’t let anyone hurt you.”
            “Right. Like when you said that you wouldn’t let Muriel hurt me, and then you shot me in the shoulder?” Ben said with a smile as he moved to sit on the edge of Hansel’s bed.
            Hansel did his pants back up and sat next to Ben saying, “Okay, you have a point. I won’t let anyone but me hurt you; and I’ll only hurt in cases like we had with Muriel. Now, do you want to play cards while we wait?”
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            An hour later and the two were still playing cards. Ben was losing spectacularly and Hansel couldn’t seem to stop laughing. With a sigh, Ben put his cards down and stood up. “Where are you going?”
“I have to piss,” was Ben's reply as he turned towards the door. “And I could use a moment where I’m not constantly losing.”
Hansel hesitated for a second because he didn’t like the idea of Ben being out of his sight after everything the younger man had told him but he also didn’t want to make Ben feel like he was being controlled or suffocated. After a moment of thought Hansel said, “If you’re not back in five minutes I’m going to assume that something has happened and I will come after you.”
Ben stopped with his hand on the handle and open his mouth to start to tell Hansel off for treating him like a child before he realized that the older male was worried about him. He closed his mouth for a second and took a deep breath for a second before saying, “Okay. Five minutes.”
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Four minutes later and Hansel was starting to get worried, Ben should have been back by now. Something was wrong. Five minutes now and the younger was still not back. Hansel stood from the bed, crossed the room and threw open the door. Going down the hall to the toilet room, he found it empty. Hansel started to turn around only to stop when he saw scratches one doorframe and a few drops of blood on the floor. Hearing footsteps behind him, Hansel turned and prepared to attack. “Gretel?”
“What’s wrong? You look like you’re going to be sick,” Gretel said as she took a step towards her brother.
“He’s gone. They took him,” Hansel answered, his ears starting to ring as he felt the ground shift under him and his world went dark.
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His head felt like it was going to split open. And when he raised his hand to it to see if there was a welt, his hand came away wet.   So he had been taken and was bleeding. What next? Was a coven of witches going to show up and torture him for information on Hansel and Gretel?
Ben was pulled from his thoughts by the opening of the only door in the room. In walked a woman who held a frightening resemblance to Muriel. “Well, if it isn’t the little boy that shot my sister.”
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A.N. – Alright then, let me know what you think. I do have a plan for this story; however, I’m still working out some of the details and paths that the characters will take to get where they need to be.
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