(Y/n) had been living in Sindria for four years. She has been grateful to the king, Sinbad, since the day she followed him. Thank to him she travelled and discovered the world and she didn't regret a bit of this, she met a lot of people, including the eight generals and even though she was not one herself, she had been part of the family. Or that was what they always said. The (h/c) woman tried to convince herself that they were right, that she was a part of their big family... But she wasn't sure about that.
"Ah, (y/n), there you are..." a young man with white hair and an Arabian green keffiyeh called her.
"Good evening Jafar." she said, smiling. "Do you need something ?" It was a rare occurrence to see this workaholic outside of his office. He was always working, but somehow, out of the height generals, the advisor was the closest to her. The young woman always helped him when the king was running away from his responsibilities after all, which happened almost every day...
"Yes... We need your help at the infirmary." He answered.
"Let me guess... One of the soldier defy Sharrkan in a swordsman battle ?"He nodded. Everyone knew he was the best swordsman of Sindria, but some soldiesr were stupid enough to think they would win at least one battle against him. Usually, the tanned man managed to not injure them but sometimes, one ended up at the infirmary and it was never Sharrkan... Arriving in front of the door, after a silent walk since the advisor had to go back to his work, she opened the door and walked toward the injured soldier, people around him moved aside to make room for her. The man lying on the bed was still conscious, his face contorted in pain. Her (e/c) watched him carefully as she pulled out her wand and placed it close to his wound, casting a healing spell. "Stupid Sharrkan, a little more and he was a dead soldier." She mentally scolded her friend. After a few minutes, the man was completely healed and fast asleep.
She sighed, relieved. They always called her when someone was injured, not that she minded though. She actually felt useful when it happen. The magician wasn't a powerful one, but she was pretty good with healing magic. Of course they could ask Yamraiha, she was a genius magician after all, but her being one of the eight generals, and the one who created the barrier around Sindria, they didn't want to bother her. The healer was quite envious of her, she wanted to be as powerful as her.
"Thanks you so so much (y/n) !" she didn't had time to react as a tanned arm found his way around her neck and Sharrkan began to mess her hair with his other hand.
"Stop messing with my hair !" She laughed, while getting out of her friend's grip. "And be more cautious next time, you nearly killed him." She added seriously.
The boy from Heliohapt whined that it wasn't his fault, but (y/n) didn't listen to him.
"I'm done here. He's all good now, but tell him he have to stay in bed the whole day when he'll be awake. Now, I have to go, bye !" she said, walking away, the swordsman behind her.
"Heeeh ? Aren't you off work today ? Why don't you go out with Pisti, Spartos and I ?" he asked.
"Ah, sorry, I'd love to but I have to finish something."
"I see... You're going to Jafar, huh ?" He teased, grinning.
"So what ? I'm just going to help him." She was telling the truth, so why was she blushing ?
"Right, right... But you know... I think you two make a pretty cute couple ! Always taking care of each other. Even that stupid Yamraiha agrees with me !"
"I could tell you the same about you and Yam." She blessed her calmness, her cheeks were slightly pink but thankfully, the swordsman was behind her, he couldn't see her.
"W-What !? Why would you say something that stupid !? ME and that idiot magician ?? No no no, NEVER !" He yelled. "He-Hey come back you stupid healer !" he screamed, chasing after the running girl who was dying from laughing so much. She loved teasing him like that, it was so obvious he had something for their dear magician.The (h/c) healer suddenly entered a room in hope that her pursuer will stop chasing her.
"(y/n) ?" someone asked.
"Oh, hey Jafar, sorry for the loud entrance." She laughed nervously as she rubbed the back of her head.
"Running away from Sharrkan again ?" he asked, smiling slightly.
"Yes... But I really wanted to see you." His green eyes widened a bit, his cheeks taking a rosy tint. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
"Wait... What did I just say ?" She thought. Her eyes widened when she realised her mistake.
"Aah... I-I mean I wanted to help you !" she corrected herself, avoiding his gaze. Her face turned red from embarrassment. He laughed.
"A little bit of help won't hurt." He said, still laughing._____
Oh, and, I know Ja'far has black eyes in Magi, but they're green in Sinbad no Bouken. So yeah, since I love green eyes, deal with it
Voilaaa, the first chapter ! Nothing much happened, but I hope you enjoyed, at least a little, ahah
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