MAGI Oneshots
I Love You
Hinahoho x Rurumu

Hinahoho is questioning himself how did these things happened?

His wife, Rurumu, is supposedly dead, she no longer with them since the war in first Sindria.

But here she is, standing in front of her husband with lovable smile that he always admired. He misses her so much that he couldn't stop himself from hugging her tightly.

"I can't believe it! You're really here! I miss you so much Rurumu! I thought I no longer can see you!"

"You're maybe dreaming, Hina." she replies, as she embracing him back.

They were in first Sindria, the small port town next to Parthevia. There's no sign of war or discrimination even in the outside of their boundaries.

Barbarossa is alive as well, making Hinahoho so guarded against him, which question by Sinbad who really close to the said leader of Independent Nationalist Party.

"What are you talking about Hina?!" Sinbad laugh along with the other generals, Vittel, Mahad and Mystoras. They're all alive! All those who died in first Sindria's war were living like it didn't happened. "Are you dreaming?"

'Ah... It might be all a dream. Losing my comrade, my love and our first country.'

"Are you excited, Hina?" Jafar asked as he and the Imuchakk warrior are walking down the halls.

"On what?" Jafar halted into his steps with his mouth gape.

"What else?!" Jafar yells at him as he runs towards the giant. "To your sister and Mystras wedding!" Jafar tilted his head to side, with smile "Don't tell me, you still not approve on their marriage?"

"What are you talking about?! I'm just nervous! I mean finally my sister is going to marry! But I'm kinda worried for Mystras--"

Jafar smiles as his father figure continue on running his mouth nonstop.

Later that day Jafar smile once again as he witness Hinahoho cries as their fellow general, Mystoras and Pipirika exchanging vows.

The whole Sindria cheers for the two newly tied fates. Everyone is happy and enjoys the festivities.

Hinahoho is lying on a field full with flowers such as red tulips, red roses, red chrysanthemum, and forget-me-nots, loving the soft blow of wind against his skin, sitting next to him is his wife brushing his hair with smile that never once failed to mermerized him.

"I'm so glad that everything is just a dream."

"What are you talking about?" Rurumu asked not stopping from brushing his hair.

"About Barbarossa creating a war against us. About losing our very own country. About the deaths of Vittel, Mahad, Mystoras, and yours." Hinahoho sits up and link their hands. "I hope these things would never end."

Rurumu embrace him tightly. "Everything is fine now Hina, you can rest now."

"I love you Rurumu."

Hinahoho, one of Sinbad's generals sleeping peacefully on a bed of various types of flowers.

His fellow former generals were crying along with Aladdin, Alibaba, Morgiana, the Imuchakk tribe, the royalties of Kou empire and more people from various races, watching how Pipirika with her nephews and niece put the lid on Hinahoho.

"I'm sure he is happy now." Drakon said.

"Of course he is! He is with his wife now after all!" Sharkkan agrees.