Magi one shots

Sinbad- to repair

Start from scratch. If there's nothing left- build it from the ground up.

  " I don't know what the problem is Ja'far. How could this happen?" Sinbad sighed as he sat at his desk, his head lying in his hands. 

     "To be honest Sin, I thought you would have noticed earlier. I can't really say what happened or when- but something did." Ja'far answered as he stared at his king in worry.

  " But I didn't do anything! At least nothing that I can think of." Sinbad rubbed his head in frustration, staring down at his half finished work. As far as he could remember, he treated every day with you like it was to be his last. All the gifts, the attention, the affection- he gave an unlimited amount to only you.

  No one else but you.

  But the more he looked back on all the memories with you- he noticed something very unsettling. For every smile you sent, every kiss you returned; even every hug-

  The emotion you showed, it was either: pained, sad or empty. It was through those (E/c) orbs he could see the well-hidden feelings-- but he chose to brush it off as an illusion. But now it only seemed to click the more pieces he put together.

   "Maybe she assumed something?" The Sindrian king muttered to himself, forgetting that Ja'far was still standing in-front of him.

   " Well whatever the reason, I'd suggest asking her now instead of sitting around and guessing." Sinbad's advisor pointed out, moving over to where his king sat wide eyed. With one swift motion, Ja'far had gotten the purple haired king from his seat and took his place in the chair.

   " For the rest of the day, I'll look the other way and get this work done. Your queen needs you now." The white haired general reassured, picking up the quill that was on the desk and picking up a scroll.

  " Thanks Ja'far. I really owe you one." Sinbad thanked his loyal general as he ran out of his own office, in search of his beloved.

Set the boundary and place an opening.

    The  young queen sat in the garden, admiring the lovely scenery around her. This was one of the very few places she could run off to and relax. a place she could cry silently in peace without much of any disruption. Subconsciously putting a hand to her stomach, she began to slowly rub it. The little surprise would become visible in a week or two, whether she liked it or not.

     ' Why? Why did this have to happen to me of all people?!' Her eyes began to brim with tears, ready to spill at any given moment.

  This man had not only reduced the walls to rubble, but he was digging the hole of where it once stood deeper.

  " (Name)!"  The shouting of your husband had snapped you out of your subconscious negative thoughts. You had turned  around to be met with the soft, warm embrace of your husband.

  The same one he would give you everyday to show how much he cared.

    " Is there something wrong, Sinbad?" You asked hesitantly. Did he figure it out? Did he know that you were pregnant?!

     " I should be the one asking you that." He answered, hugging you tighter. For once in your life, you'd seen something that should have been impossible.

  His eyes held the same emotion as his words.

    Pure love. Nothing more, nothing less.

       " No, your highness, not in the least." You lied, looking towards the ground to avoid those liquid golden eyes. In that moment however, Sinbad realized what the real problem was.

  In an instant, your head was tilted to look right back into those familiar gold eyes. And this time he had no intention of letting you stray away.

   " (Name), don't tell me that... Please don't let it be that of all things...!" golden eyes went wide as he realized his mistake. He could see the real emotion in those (E/c) eyes, he was able to see what you were feeling the whole time.

   Without another word, the purple haired man had held you tight, all chances of escape being wiped out.

  Re-mend the bonds and recreate the binds. Bring back what you removed.

     "Whatever the action I made for making you feel like this, I'm sorry. But please understand that the love I have is for you and is 100% genuine!" The male held you tighter in fear of letting you go. He was honestly scared of losing you. If he were to let you go now, he was scared that you would try to run away- as far as you could away from him.

  " There has never been a moment in these past years that I would think of anyone but you!" Sinbad spoke, his voice giving away all the emotions he felt. But he did not care in the slightest; if it were to prove his queen the truth, he would gladly throw away all appearance.

    The young woman in his arms began to tremble, tears falling at a quick pace. Her heart had only ached more as she stood in the embrace of her loving husband.

 For so long, each and every single day, you though it was all just an illusion. Every night that you spent awake silently crying-

  You worried and cried tears for nothing. All doubt was washed away of this man not loving you.

Build the wall back again, brick by boring brick.

  To repair is something beyond broken is something that very few people could do.

And thankfully, you found someone who could help.

A/N: I didn't like this one bit. On request I have made a sequel that I'm not in the slightest proud of. Meh.

  Request are closed for now, But after the next two stories, I'll open them back up. =n=

           Who knew high school could be so draining?!