Hey everyone! *waves*

I made this during my one-day-no-internet vacation.

There are only two requests left, I'll be working on those after I burn down my school.

By the way there's something I need help with...

Seriously what is the zodiac sign of Solomon, Yamraiha, Ja'far and Kougyoku? *commences an open forum* I'm ready to talk about it any time.

Life👊

Disclaimer: I don't own Magi :)

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He is the worst guy you've ever met in your entire 16 years of existence.

Yet here you are, blushing madly for something he said.

"Are you kidding me? You're beautiful (y/n)-san!"

His smile was so big and bright, it looked perfectly genuine. Many men has already said the same thing to you. Though admittedly, this is the only occurrence when your heart was sent pumping hard because of a usual compliment.

"I-I'm gonna go." You stuttered. Alibaba's face fell, afraid that he might have done something stupid once again. He watched your retreating figure as it disappeared behind the double doors, negative thoughts filling his mind.

That night, Yamraiha appeared at your bedroom's doorstep to ask you quite the troublesome favor in the deep of the night. Nonetheless you had to comply, even if she was not forcing you at all. Sindria has done a lot for you, a simple trip to the drugstore won't be such big deal.

"Thank you so much (y/n)-chan!" Yamraiha waved her goodbye. (Y/n) smiled back as she set off out the cold night.

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"Let's see. I think I already have everything." (Y/n) searched her bag, which was full of strange herbs that Yamraiha would be needing in a certain experiment. After checking her list three times, she guaranteed that she properly completed her task and started heading back to the castle.

Along the way, she happened to pass by unintentionally to the red light districts, where lines of store selling women and other sorts of gruesome pleasure reside.

Okay that was quite exaggerated. But you dislike this sort of places, honestly. Looking back to the district entrance, which was swarming of newly arrivals, you reluctantly decided that it might be best to just move on.

'What a bother...'

"This will never be a bother!"

(Y/n) laughed at the coincidence, but when she realized she know that voice, her head shot upwards. She was in front of a brothel right now, and from its large window, her eyes caught sight of a very familiar blonde man.

"All of you are beautiful, I seriously can't pick just one." He guffawed, pulling the brothel girls sitting together with him on a long couch closer. The brothel girls giggled, their hands spread on his chest.

"Why have to pick when you can bring all of us home?" One commented. The other brothel girls second the motion.

The blonde closed his eyes, a creepy confident smile gracing his lips. "Well actually about that..."

He was interrupted by a series of what it seems to be shrieks of his girl companions. He opened his eyes, only to find them gone. Only one remained, but she wasn't dressed like most of the girls in that place. The blonde man scrambled away until his back reached the end of the couch, probably because of her terrifying expression that only reads two words: you're doomed.

"Alibaba..." She said in a gravelly tone. The blonde man, whom she referred to as Alibaba, tried to save the situation by laughing. "Ah, (y/n)-san! What are you doing here? Oh, could it be that you are fetching me already? It must be that late! Come on let's go." He dragged the seething girl away from the brothel by the hand. Together they cut through the ocean of late night visitors, bumping into someone time to time.

Finally they reached the end of the district, which was a dark forest path leading back to the castle.

"Phew. That was tiresome. Let's go back shall we?" Seeing his usual bright smile made your blood boil. He acts like nothing has ever happened at all. Won't he apologize or something? At least say that he shouldn't be there this late?

You let a moment pass, and after that you almost laughed. You can't believe how irrational you were just a few seconds ago. First, why would Alibaba apologize to you? It's not like he has done something wrong. Second, why would you care? You don't even like this guy.

But deep in your heart, you were truly hurt. You thought that Alibaba would be different from the others, and that is absurd. No matter what happens, Alibaba is still a man, and to men, women are just playthings.

"You go ahead. I'll be taking a different path." You intoned, not waiting for a reply as you started trailing off to another direction. Alibaba hesitated, but then realize nothing would ever happen if he'd just stay silent. Damn, you're one hard target.

"Wait." He panted, grabbing your open hand. You stopped momentarily in your tracks and looked at him from behind your shoulder.

"What is it." Your voice was so cold, colder than the night it made shivers run down his spine. The way you look now speaks danger, and because of it he was having second thoughts.

"I...um... How do I say this... Erm..." Alibaba stuttered. He scratched his cheek, eyes on the watch for your response.

"Just say what you want. You have wasted enough of my time already." You crossed your arms.

"Right." Alibaba sighed. "I'm sorry."

Your heart throbbed painfully. It was the same feeling that you got the other day when he praised you, or every time he'd beam that annoying smile. You held back any expression of surprise before it can even surface.

"For what?" You snapped. Instead of an immediate reply, Alibaba pulled you close to his chest in one swift move, locking you tightly in place with his arms. He hid his head on the crook of your neck.

"W-what on earth...?!" You blushed. His breaths blowed on a sensitive spot, easily paralyzing you in a mere second. Alibaba snuggled closer. His arms clung to you as if he was begging for dear life.

"I'm sorry (y/n)." He whispered, causing your blush to darken.

"Like I said, what exactly are you apologizing for?!" You asked impatiently.

"I cannot explain it, but I know I messed up big time. Please forgive me."

You sighed. Just a minute ago, you wanted to lash out at him, murder him right there and walk away without a care. But then you try to reasoning first, and it made you frustrated that what you are actually mad at isn't valid. Why would you be mad anyway?

...It's not like you are something special to him.

"I don't get you, but fine, if forgiving you would end this complicate shit then, I forgive you. Now can we go home? Yamraiha is expecting me with these drugs." You said. Alibaba finally let go of you, a smile already prepared.

"Yeah, we should get going. The night is getting colder too." He took your hand again, gently locking it in his. "Let's go back together."

"Sure." Was your dull reply.

Along the way, you can't help but notice that there was something quite different about Alibaba. For the first time he doesn't look dumb, stupid or any negative insult you could ever throw at him. The way he looks at the bright moon reigning over the night with a pensive smile on his face made you feel indifferent. Once in a while he'd tighten his hold, and whenever you'd ask him what's wrong, he'll just laugh it off.

'This guy can be complicated sometimes...' You thought.

Soon you had reached the end of the forest, and the castle was only a few meters away from where you're standing. Alibaba suddenly stopped walking, causing the same effect to you as your hands were intertwined.

"(Y/n)..." He said.

"What is it now?" You groaned. Alibaba grasped your hand once again. "You're beautiful, you know."

"I know. You already told me before. I get the idea. Now let's go." You yanked your hand away from his and turned around.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met, and I will tirelessly say that to you everyday." He continued.

"Eww, no. That would be too creepy of you." You made a disgusted face.

"I always flirt with other girls."

"So I've noticed." Just where is this conversation going?

"But my words, my feelings, my heart will only be loyal to you." Alibaba walked closer, forcing you to turn yourself around by the hand, and he leaned down to your face.

"Wha--?"

"Because you are the one I love, (y/n)." His lips touched yours. It took a moment before you realize what's happening, and when you did, you did not put up any kind of restraint. Instead you let yourself to drown in this moment, kissing him back passionately.

You started to admit that the reason why you were mad because... You were jealous of other girls being so close to him, when you can't even have the courage to even face him directly. Maybe since long ago, when you first met this perverted daisy-head, you have already fallen for him.

And you are wishing to the moon and stars, the witnesses of the start of your new love, that this story won't be the one you'll regret.

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Thank you so much for reading all the way down here! You've been strong, now go have a good night's rest, you'll need it ;)

What I think of my written works:

Me: Well, that escalated quickly.