Magi one shots

Kouha- Know you better

  " Please brother! Please don't make me marry this woman!" Kouha pleaded, throwing himself at his brother's feet in attempt to cancel the deal. His brother however, proceeded to ignore him as he talked to the queen.

  " I truly apologize about my brother's behavior, ( Mother's Name)." Kouen sighed as he began to rub his temple to calm his nerves. He looked towards the cause of his brother's with a raised eyebrow. ' How could she have such an effect on him like this?'  

   Sitting across from them and next to the queen was one of her very few daughters. The second princess of [kingdom name], (Name) (last name), sat next to her mother trying her hardest not to snap at the prince. Kouen could practically see the anger boiling in those magma (E/c) eyes. But those windows soon closed as she stood, the fairly small book she brought with her still in hand.

 " If it highly offends and or disgusts you that much to be engaged to me, I would happily break it off." She stated as she made her way to the door. Kouha had looked up from his small tantrum to glare at the (H/c) girl who opened the door.

  " And just where are you going?"

" Out. It's annoying to hear so much whining coming from one person." And with that, she stepped out of the room, slamming the door rather quickly on the people inside. When she heard your footsteps echo through the hallway, ( Mother's name) looked at the young prince.

  " It might not be my place to ask this but," Your mother started, getting the attention of all three princes in the room. ( Koumei is like Canada- It's almost impossible to find him if you don't look hard enough in the stories :3)  " How come you don't seem to like (Name)? You get along just fine with her sisters."

  " Her sisters are sweet, caring, and nice. (Name) is a whole different story I'm afraid." Kouha answered honestly, standing up and dusting himself off. " We can't stand each other in the slightest. So if you don't mind me asking- why do I have to get married to her? Why not one of her sisters? Or maybe marry her off to one of my brothers?"

  " There's a reason you were chosen for this Kouha." Koumei reminded, putting the scroll he was just reading down to look at his younger brother.

   " And that is?"

" You and (Name) are in the same age group-  her older sister being closer to my age and all her younger sisters aren't at that age to be wed off."

" Then why can't one of you marry her instead?"

" Why can't you just kiss and make up?! How hard is that?!" Kouen asked from his seat, eyebrow twitching. His nails dug into the wooden table on the side of him from his brother's answer.

  " The day that me and (Name) got along would be the day that you and King Sinbad hung out for fun!"

-----Time skip bought to you by peaches--

  After a loooooooooooong lecture from his brother Kouen ( along with being thrown out of the room), Kouha had started his journey to a certain princess's room. To his surprise when he arrived- not only was the door unlocked, it was open.

   The crack was big enough for the pink haired male to fit his head through- so he did so without hesitation. But what he found had truly shocked him:

   Inside the neat and tidy room lied dozens of paintings hanging from the wall and sketches piled onto the desk. He pushed the door quietly open and quickly shut it. But the sound of mumbling made his head do a quick 180 around. His pink eyes had landed on your sleeping form, faintly breathing.

  " Oh thank god." He sighed in relief, but quickly stiffened up when you began to move in your sleep. Only when he waited for a few minutes, to make sure you wouldn't wake up, did he begin to move towards you. The closer he came, the more he could see your features.

  Instead of the glare and emotionless stares he seen on a regular basis was nowhere to be seen. A peaceful smile  replaced the melancholy attitude he came to hate. But all attention was moved from your face to the infamous book you always carried with you. He would even catch you blotting something down no matter where you were!

  " Just what's inside that book? You basically go everywhere with it!" He quietly asked eyeing the book in your grasp. Very slowly, he carefully pried your fingers from the book with one hand and grabbed it quickly with the other. Turning his back to your sleeping form, he opened the book to the first page.

 "K.. Kougyoku? She's been drawing my sister??" Kouha's mouth hung agape at the beautiful sketch of his sister. It was yet to be colored in- but the work itself was a masterpiece. As he flipped to the next page- yet another surprise awaited him.

  " Koumei too?! Who else has she claimed victim to?" Kouha sighed at the drawing of his older brother nodding off as he read a scroll. The next sketch?

  That would be Kouen. What was odd about this was the fact that this was drawn at one of the meetings.

The next sketch would be Judal- who had one eye open that stared at (friend's name) who sat next to him.

  The various sketches were of the people she had been around- even her sisters! But this had made him the prince sad- only by a little- as to see he wasn't one of the people drawn.

 His conclusion only changed when he landed on the last page of the book; this one being the only one colored.

   The last picture was Kouha himself. He had closed his eyes, giving the biggest smile with his hands behind his back. The rukh were flying all around, their wings going from a soft yellow to a bright pink at the tips. The sunset behind him had no words to describe it.

" So I take it that you like my work?" A voice had snapped the pink eyed male as he turned around t face you. Instead of the usual scowl, a small smile topped off with a faint tint of pink greeted him.

  " I never really knew you could draw like this."

 " That might be because you hardly know me."

" Well," He started, pink dusting across his face- " At least I can say that I know you a little bit better now."

___Extended Ending____

  From the open door you and Kouha could see a very agitated Kouen followed by an amused Sinbad as he kept rambling on about something to the red head. 

A/N: The polls are closed now. Thnx For requesting!