Re-write

,,It's our last opportunity to go to the sacred place, lord Sinbad" explained the little girl, alias Arba. The king sat in front of her on his bed, ruffling through his long, violet hair.
,,Yeah...so it means it deepens on time, when we go there?" The king asked with a sleepy voice that made it more deeper than it's already.
,,Of course! Since we can't use the wisdom of Solomon, we have to use the key" The woman declared brashly, waving with her wand in the air. The man looked down at his hands that laid on his lap. A thought raised his mind and let him frown his forehead, before looking back at the flying witch inside his chamber.
,,Give me one last day...before we go to the sacred place."
She crossed her arms, looking down at the man sitting on his messy bed, ,,Is there something that keeps you here?"
A single ,,Yes" escaped the kings mouth as he starred at the moon outside his window.
,,Something important..."
,,Ok, but don't mess to much around. It's like I said, the timing is important" (*writers note* hehe Arba do you already know what's going to happen, my dear?( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Arba: oh yes( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))
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It was now afternoon in the Sindria kingdom and his king was walking out of the palace, thinking about the discussion he had with Jafar a few minutes ago. It was a long and intensive talk with one of his oldest and loyalest friend, saying Sinbad shouldn't think at the futur in one hundred years, but that he should stay in the present and shouldn't run away from his present self. That whole conversation made the man rethink everything, although he was still determinate to go to the sacred places. For him it was the only solution. However, first he wanted to meet one special person. Special because Sinbad didn't know, what he should think about him. Did he like him, hate him? Normal people would say, a person that tried to kill me, attacked other people, friends or even makes war, should be banished. Although for Sinbad that person is...how would you say?

Simply unique.

That one person was the magi, Sinbad have known for a long time.
Judal.
He hated him, but still, every time he saw the magi, he remembered the past years, as both of them fought "together". That little brat that everyone annoyed, played jokes or simply ate all the peaches away. It was more a relationship that you had to force, but still, that little boy became, somewhere in Sinbad's heart an important role. Sometimes he really wanted to beat the crap out of that idiot, although if something would happen to that brat, Sinbad would never forget himself.

The thoughts just flew through his head, not realizing that it was nearly sunset. As he saw the salesmen packing their products, he ran down to the marked and asked the fruit seller for some peaches. With a warm smile the vendor opened one of the boxes he just had closed and took out three peaches. If Sinbad wasn't the king or always nice to his habitants, the man wouldn't had given him the fruits. He thanked for the peaches and made himself on the way towards the beach.

He arrived with only two peaches on the beach. One of them, he had eaten on the way. The sea gulls shrieked as they flew over the sea, landing on a cliff and returned home. The ocean water sparkled in the last light beams with the sun, in the background, slowly going down. The king had found a comfortable place under a palm, before he laid down, staring into the sky, nearly dark with some stars already out. He slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the nature's music. The waves crushing on the stones. The sand grains rubbing together under the weight of the water. And the last sea gulls coming home.
Everything was so peaceful. No fights, no argues. Nobody there to destroy his rest.

After some minutes, Sinbad could hear the sea gulls squalled nervously. It was like, there was something, that afraid them. Annoyed, the man opened one eye for looking what's going on. Immediately he opened them wide in disbelieve as he saw the troublemaker. It was like the whole sun turned black as Sinbad saw the person right in front of his eyes, floating in the air on a magical carped. He jumped from the carped, it rolling itself up so he could easily carry it on his back. The raven had a cylinder like bag with him, where he could put the magical utensil in. He swung it behind his back, before walking to the king. Right next to the violet man, the magi stopped and dropped down, so that a few sand grain flew around. He didn't say anything. He stayed silent, starring at the older man with a cold but also childish smile. Sinbad laid his hands over his face, wiping of his frustration. He breathed deeply, before speaking out his loudest thought in mind.
,,What are you doing here, Judal?" he sighed with his hands still on his face. The boy next to him, crossed his legs and rocked lightly back and forth. He tipped on the mans forehead, before revealing his face. The king slowly opened his eyes as he could see two crimson eyes blinking. The nearly disappearing sun made a red-yellow light that fell softly on the magi, making his red eyes look more powerful as they already were. A faint blush laid on Sinbad's cheeks as the young boy held himself over the man's chest, still smiling at him like a wolf in sheep's clothing. He crawled nearer to the king as he stroked his hands over the older man's muscular stomach up to his chest and hold onto the strong shoulders. Sinbad was irritated by Judal's action and twitched as the raven laid his head on the kings chest.
,,I simply missed you, my stupid king" he whispered in his ear, stroking with one hand over his chest. The man became more red, pushing the magi of of him before sitting up.
,,I'm not you're king! It would be Hakuryuu or not?" He explained with an annoyed voice, before getting up. He was heading back to the palace, not ready yet to talk to Judal. However, that wasn't the boys plan. Immediately he stood up and flew behind the king. He wrapped his arms around the kings right arm, snuggling against the burly body.
,,Why are you so clingy?" The man asked harsh, looking down at the younger one. He smiled again and closed his eyes as he marched like a little kid next to the king.
,,Well...also a person like me, sometimes needs human warmth"
,,You're kidding?! How could a spoiled brat, that loves fight and war, feel like a normal human?!" The man tried to kick of the black haired, but failed as he dug his nails in the firm arm. Sinbad winced in pain, giving up on his escape attempt.
,,Just think that I'm one of those females that fling around your neck" Judal said to the king as they slowly walked into the village. The street were deserted, there were no sound, only the noise of their footsteps clanged on the walls.
,,Say why did you thought of me, when you want some human warmth? Isn' it so that you, as a magi, can ask for everything?"  Sinbad asked the boy, looking down on his arm. First he didn't show any reaktion, but then he lowered his head a bit, looking down on the paved street.
,,The people in kou are soooo boring! Only Kouen was interesting but since he left the palace and I traveled with Hakuryuu..." Judal kicked a stone, so that it rolled over the street, while explaining. Sinbad sighed and shook his head at the boys explanation.
,,So I'm like your plan B?"
The raven looked up, starring at the man's yellow eyes. He smiled, tipping at the king's shoulder.
,,You're more!" He added before letting go of Sinbad's arm as both reached the palace. Judal knew that he's not really welcome in Sindria and mostly not in the king's palace. He still starred at the king, standing in front of the huge gate, waiting for a reaction from the older man. Sinbad wanted to enter, leaving the young magi and all the miseries that he would bring Sinbad behind. Between the doors, he rethought about the sentence, Judal used a few minutes ago.
,,You're more..." More as a plan B?
Sinbad turned around, facing the boy and extended his hand. Irritated Judal looked at the big hand in front of him, not knowing what to do, as the king reached for the other one's hand and pulled the graceful body into the palace. As Sinbad saw the palace guards, he hid Judal behind his back. The guards smiled at their king, recommended him not to be too long outside. He was about to give an answer as he suddenly felt a stab in his back, letting him escape a short cry. The guards on red alert, came up to the king, asking him what happened. Afraid that they would detect the enemy behind him, he nervously tried to hold them in front of him.
,,What's wrong, my lord? Did something happen?" One of the guards asked in concern.
,,I-It's nothing! It's o-only..." Sinbad searched for an excuse as he suddenly felt two soft hands around his left arm. The slender fingers clawed deep into the smooth fabric of the man's shirt, pushing it a bit down. The guards hold their swords to the unknown person, ready to fight and protect their king. However, they dropped them immediately as they espied clearly the person.
,,Lord Sinbad, why didn't you say you have a woman with you" one of the guards laughed with an playful gaze. Understanding what he meant, Sinbad looked at his side, seeing Judal with his long, black hair open so that it laid over his shoulders and back. His scarf laid on his upper-arms. Sinbad was astonished, with his tousled long hair and the innocent gaze, Judal looked just like a girl. He tipped on Sinbads shoulder, getting what the boy wanted, the king slung his arms around him and pressed him against his chest. Judal blushed a bit as he felt the two strong arms around him and the muscular chest. It felt nice, thought the magi, it wasn't often that Sinbad showed such a kindness to him.
,,It's everything ok...We eh..just want to go to bed" the king explained to the guards. The two gave a suggestive wink to the man and went back to their place, letting the couple inside the palace.