My Aladdin

Summary: A street rat and Princess falling in love couldn't happen, could it? Based of Disney's 'Aladdin'. Troyella. Two-shot.

A/N: This is another new story I wrote while on holiday which I've split into two parts. Hope you like it and please review. I really want to know if I've lost my touch or spark or whatever with my writing since in all my stories my reviews have dropped significantly and just wondered. Thanks. x

Disclaimer: I own nothing but any OC's since this is partly based of Disney's Aladdin if you hadn't already guessed.

My Aladdin

Part 1

Being abandoned at the age of fourteen, after his mother died and his father had left, a now eighteen year old Troy Bolton wondered the streets searching for food for himself and his young four year old sister, Arabella, who had been just a few months old when their father left the two of them just weeks after their mother had died during child birth. After their father abandoned them, they didn't really have any family they could turn too since they all blamed Arabella for their mother, Lucille's, death and didn't want to know her but Troy knew no matter what others thought, it wasn't Arabella's fault and that he would do anything to protect her.

"Troy, can we go back to the rooftop because I'm tired?" Arabella asked, her small fragile body looking exhausted. Arabella looked exactly like Troy, her sandy brown locks, golden skin, bright blue eyes.

"I guess we might as well. I'm sorry I didn't manage to find you any food, Bella." Troy watched as Arabella shrugged her petite shoulders.

"It's not your fault, Troy. You did your best; we obviously weren't meant to eat today. I'll be fine." Knowing she was lying to try and protect him from feeling any guiltier than he already did, Troy picked the girl he loved more than life, up into his arms and carried her back to the place where they slept in some really run down building, on the top floor where they could see the rest of Albuquerque, the night lights lighting up the skyline.

***

At the opposite end of Albuquerque, seventeen year old Gabriella sighed as she looked out at the night lights of her city. Albuquerque, from her bedroom balcony in the royal palace. Her father was King of the small state of New Mexico, therefore making her a real princess. Ever since she was little, being a princess had ruined her life as she was very restricted in her every movement.

"Mija, why don't you come and get to bed? It's late and you have to be up early to greet the Prince of Penisula." Her mother, the Queen, suggested.

"Mami, is it still ok to go into the market in town first?"

"I'm sorry. Your father and his guards don't want you out, mixing with the common folk. And especially when you need to be at your best for the Prince. Goodnight, Mija."

Gabriella watched as the bedroom door closed. This kind of thing was always happening and made it her furious; plans being approved but suddenly cancelled for no valid reason at all. Climbing into bad, one thing was certain, tomorrow morning she would be one way or another sneaking out to the market and avoiding her responsibility of greeting the Prince. If no one else kept the promises they made to her, why should she keep hers?

***

Walking through the crowded streets, Troy held Arabella's hand tightly so he wouldn't lose her.

"Bella, I'm going to distract that guy. When I have, sneak behind him and grab as many things as you can. Run then to our hiding spot and I'll meet you there." The young girl nodded at the familiar plan. Troy hated stealing and having to use his sister but he promised himself he would do whatever it took to look after her.

***

Gabriella walked among her people in disguise with some old sweats and a hoodie with some large sunglasses covering her face. Her friends Taylor and Chad, who worked as servants in the palace, sneaked her out of the kitchen when another friend, Zeke, took the food delivery.

Looking around she smiled, relieved to be out of the palace and finally experiencing some freedom. She jumped in surprises when she felt something collide with her legs. Looking down, she saw a very small girl and an older strong looking man shouting. She grabbed the little girl's hand and pulled her behind her, pushing her under one of the stools table's where the bottom half was covered with a cloth.

"You seen a small kid run this way? She stole my bread." A gruff voice asked no one in particular.

"She went that way towards the palace." Gabriella told him, pointing behind her. The man nodded and headed that way.

The young girl reappeared in front of her, speaking in a quiet but sweet voice. "Thank you."

Before she had chance to walk off, Gabriella stopped her. "What's your name?"

"Arabella." She answered, still quiet.

"That's a very pretty name. I'm Gabriella. Come on; let's move away before that man comes back."

Arabella shook her head no. "I have to go meet my brother. He'll be worried."

Gabriella nodded. "Ok, show me where he is and I'll accompany you because we wouldn't want anything happening to you."

Arabella led her down a back street alleyway where Troy as anxiously pacing.

"Bella, I was so worried. Are you ok? I'm so sorry." Troy asked, scooping her into his arms in one swift movement.

"I'm fine. Gabriella saved me."

Troy turned and finally took note of her. "Thanks you so much."

"It's not a problem. Would you mind telling me why you were encouraging your sister to steal something? It isn't a good example."

Troy sighed sadly. "I know. If I had any other choice, we wouldn't be no one is interested in us street rats. I have to do what I can to look after my sister. You should just go."

Gabriella watched as Arabella offered Troy half her tiny piece of bread, which he refused. Gabriella had never seen this side of her city, only ever the richest of people interacting with her family.

"Troy, can we go home?"

Troy nodded knowing they couldn't go back into the market now as people would be looking for them. "Climb on and don't let go." Bending down, Arabella climbed onto his back, the two of them then disappearing in the direction of run down Albuquerque.

Gabriella, who was still watching, glanced at her watch knowing her parents would be furious she'd snuck out but she really didn't care. Instead she followed Troy from a safe distance to not get caught, something about him making her want to find out more.

***

Sliding a sleeping Arabella from his back, Troy lay her down on some recovered old mattress and covered her with what like a towel. Watching as he slid down on the floor next to her, Gabriella watched horrified that the two were living like that. Her gasp caught Troy's attention. He stood up quietly and walked over to her so not to wake Arabella.

"What are you doing here?" Troy asked walking into the empty square on the other wall, covered with a rag.

"I don't know." Gabriella slipped her bag off her bag and removed her hood and glasses, kneeling to remove something that looked like a cloak before walking back to cover Arabella with; Troy watched confused by her actions. "She looked cold." Troy smiled at her kindness. "Is this where you live?"

"Yeah, it's not as bad as some places we've stayed in." Gabriella sat on the wall edge, where a window had once been, next to Troy. "I can't imagine why a princess like you would want to be here."

"You recognised me?" Troy nodded, his eyes questioning her as to why she was there. "I guess you could say I was fed up at being held prisoner in that palace. Can I ask, where are your parents?"

"Gone. Father took off and Mother died in childbirth. I'm the only one Bella has."

"I'm sorry."

"It's fine. We both accept that the only people we can depend on is each other. Everyone else just stubs us in the back." Gabriella instinctively took Troy's hand in her own, squeezing it slightly. "Anyway, enough questions about us. Why don't you tell me about yourself more, princess?"

Gabriella closed her eyes and groaned, shuddering at the thought of who she was supposed to be. Troy just grinned at her reaction. "Well since we're being honest here and no one else is around, it sucks. Big time. You have no idea what it's like to be guarded twenty four seven with no freedom. The only friends I have my age are the servants and I barely see them as they're always so busy. And now on top, my father has been told he should meet some Princes to find ideal husband and father material for me. I want to be just Gabriella so bad."

Troy could hear the sadness in her voice as they both stared over Albuquerque. "You know, you're always welcome to hang out here, even if we're not here, to get away and just be Gabriella because to me, she seems like a very interesting person to know."

"Thank you." Gabriella leaned her head on Troy's shoulder as they sat together in a peaceful silence; just them, the street rat and the princess.

***

I should get home. My father will be furious I didn't turn up this morning and have since disappeared." The sun had set in Albuquerque and Troy, Gabriella and Arabella had spent the day together, talking and getting to know one another.

"Well why don't you stay? I mean you probably won't want to because it's not exactly a palace here but if you don't want to go home, you're more than welcome to stay here." Troy offered, Arabella nodding in agreement.

"I can't and it's not because of this place but I promise I'll come back as soon as I can."

Troy and Arabella hugged her but Arabella kept her in her bent position. "Don't forget your cloak, Gabi." Arabella reminded her, unravelling herself from the warm piece of material.

"How about you keep it? I think you need it more than me." Gabriella smiled.

"Thank you. Come back really, really soon, Gabi." Arabella told her as she pulled Gabriella's hood back over her head.

Kissing Arabella's forehead, Gabriella took one last look at the siblings before heading back towards upper Albuquerque and the palace.

***

"Gabriella Montez! Where do you think you have been? Do you know how disappointed I was in you when you didn't show up to greet the Prince? I looked like a real fool." King Luigi Montez shouted as he entered his daughter's bedroom after receiving word from the queen of their daughter's return.

"Hello, father. No 'how are you?' How, 'I've been so worried for your safety'? No 'did you have a good time'?" Maria sighed hearing Gabriella's frustration.

"Gabriella, you are my daughter. Of course I'm always worried about you but when you do stupid things like running off when I try and protect you then I get mad."

"Dad, you leave me with no choice. All I want to do is be a normal kid and enjoy some freedom but you refuse to let me go. I'm not a little girl now. Oh and one more thing, I refuse to get married to any stupid Prince so you might as well give up searching now, dad." Gabriella glared at her father. "Just leave me alone, Dad." Luigi Montez looked at her sadly before leaving and closing the door behind him. For Gabriella, she wished that sometimes her father could be like any other father, someone who would always be there when she needed and not when it suited him and his schedule.

***

Gabriella had tried to sneak out several times but her father had increased her security, much to her annoyance, making it virtually impossible to get out. To make things worse, her father had received some death threats towards him and his family from opposing groups to the crown, something which if Gabriella was honest, scared her.

After being able to clock the time when her security team changed shifts, Gabriella found the perfect opportunity to sneak out, the rest of the household mainly retreated to their rooms by this time. Walking towards the familiar building, she wrapped her coat around her tighter and shuffled the bag on her back to a more comfortable position. Trudging up the small staircase once inside, she saw Troy asleep, leaning against the hard wall as Arabella lay asleep on the old mattress with the cloak around her still.

Kneeling down, she pushed some of Troy's hair from its fallen position over his eyes, stirring him in the process.

"Hey, you came back." Troy whispered as the brown eyed girl smiled.

"Yeah and I come bearing good this time." She slid the backpack off her shoulders but kept her white coat on. She pulled out a small box and handed it to Troy. "It's just a little something I asked a friend to cook up because I know you've probably not eaten again today. And don't worry; I got plenty more in my bag for Arabella. That is for you and only you." Gabriella made sure her instructions were strict and clear as he grinned his dazzling smile at her.

"Thank you."

"It's fine. If you want to give me something in return, I was hoping I could hide out here for a few days. I feel so safe and happy here."

Troy swallowed the piece of chicken in his mouth. "You know I've always told you you're more than welcome here for however long you like."

Gabriella returned to the other handheld bag she'd brought with her, leaving Troy to finish eating. Troy continued eating but couldn't take his eyes off her, feeling amused when she pulled out two small pillows and several thick blankets from the other bag she'd been carrying.

"What are you doing?" Troy asked as she observed the dusty brick floor in the room.

"Deciding where to make up the bed." Troy rolled his eyes and moved next to her after having finished the food. "Where's the warmest point in here at night?"

"Around where Arabella sleeps."

Gabriella nodded and headed in the direction he said, laying one of the thickest blankets on the dusty floor before adding several layers on top. Finally she added the two pillows to the make shift bed. "Perfect."

Troy smiled as she looked at him, her chocolate eyes sparkling with true happiness. "Yeah it is. Why don't you try and get some sleep? I'll wake you when I leave in the morning."

Gabriella took a few steps forward and grabbed his arm. "Troy," her eyes held his as he stared back. "I made the bed for both of us. You should get some proper rest and remember I've got the food all sorted for a few days now." Gabriella pulled him gently towards the make shift bed and slipped her coat off as Troy took his holey top off and lay down hesitantly on one of the small pillows. Gabriella felt her face blush at the sight of Troy shirtless and for once she was glad of the limited light the candles in the room were giving off. "Night, Troy."

"Night, Gabriella."

***

Arabella was the first to wake up the next morning and was confused as to why she couldn't see Troy in his normal spot by the window. Her young mind filled with worry, one question dominating her thoughts; 'has he left me now, too?'

Gabriella opened her eyes hearing a small sniffle. Lifting her head, which had found an even comfier pillow than her own on Troy's chest in the night, she removed Troy's hand from around her waist.

"Arabella?"

Arabella turned suddenly hearing a female voice. "Gabi?" Her little eyes widened at the sight of Troy next to her.

"Come here." Gabriella opened her arms and the young, fragile girl hurried into them eagerly. "What's wrong?"

"I couldn't see Troy in his spot when I opened my eyes. I thought he left me too like mommy and daddy did." Gabriella felt her own heart break at the young girl's words.

"I know your brother would never, ever, leave you. And if it's ok, I'll be here too?" Arabella nodded. "How about we get you some food?"

Arabella looked confused. "Troy hasn't-"

Gabriella cut her off. "I got it covered for a few days."

After Gabriella moved away from Troy to get the food, Arabella sat quietly in her lap eating. "You're very kind and pretty for a princess." Arabella told her between bits.

"Thank you but I'm definitely not as pretty as you."

Arabella gasped. "Really?"

Gabriella laughed quietly at the shock on her face. "Really."

Gabriella continued chatting while Troy slept, Arabella approving of Gabriella 'sleeping over' and soon Gabriella was starting to feel a very protective emotion wash over her towards Arabella, almost practically the way she imagine a big sister to be.

***

Troy, Gabriella and Arabella spent the rest of the day together, the brother/sister duo showing the princess around some of the hidden wonders around Albuquerque that people had forgotten about but yet held some of the most picturesque settings.

"Today has been amazing. Thank you."

Troy smiled as Gabriella snuggled deeper into his embrace -Arabella off playing and running around just in front of them – as they watched the sunset. "I heard some people talking earlier about you. Apparently your father is worried and is threatening to kill anyone who may be holding you hostage."

Gabriella sighed. "I'll return home soon, I promise. Don't worry, I won't he or anyone else hurt you or Arabella. In fact, I have an idea." Troy gave her a puzzled look. "You and Arabella will return with me to the palace and I'll ask mother to find somewhere for you and Arabella to stay so you'll be safe. There, sorted."

"Do I get any say in this at all?" Troy asked grinning.

"Nope."

Troy held eye contact with her as she leaned closer to his face, both their breathing sounds staggered, their lips colliding together softly as though drawn together by two invisible magnets. Breaking the kiss for air, the couple smiled at each other, Gabriella curling up even closer into his side, feeling safer in them than anywhere else in the whole world right now.

***

Gabriella's food supply was finally running out after three days and Troy knew he had to try and find some for not just Arabella now but Gabriella too; his two girls who he'd do anything for.

"Are you sure you don't mind watching Arabella while I go out?"

Gabriella had offered to stay with Arabella so Troy didn't have to take her out with him and worry. "Yes, we'll be fine."

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Troy kissed Arabella's forehead before placing one a chaste kiss on Gabriella's lips.

If only they knew it was all about to change.

A/N: Please review! Thanks! x