Ah, welcome my Magi Lovers! This is the first story(s) I am making on this account! I have made previous ones...but due to poor memory and too much life I have lost all hope for remembering my password. So please, grab a soda, a cozy place to sit, and get comfy and enjoy my little ideas of what goes on when no one is looking. (May or may not contain Lemons o.o)

Disclaimer: I do not own Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic OR Magi: The Kingdom of Magic. All ownership and rights go to Shinobu Ohtaka, The writer & creator of both shows.

Enjoy~

And before we begin, I'd like to add the narrator's details. Just think of his voice like Ugo's...deep and perfect for narrating. His name is Bob. His speech will be surrounded with the *. NOW Enjoy~!


Chapter 1: Blue, The Color of the Sky

*This is the story of Aladdin's adventure of Qishan, prior to meeting Alibaba.*

The day was bright, the enormous golden sun struck the glittering sand. A small whistle and a large blue foot struck the sand, sending it's star-like grains into the air. "I can't...stand it anymore..." A weak young voice rang. A bitter droplet of sweat dropped onto the sand from a small boy, resting on a ginormous Djinn, by the name of Ugo. "Look, Aladdin. The city is just ahead." A dark voice whispered into a pale ear surrounded by marvelous blue hair. Aladdin, the suffering young boy stood up with a pearly smile. "Qishan!"(1)


View of Aladdin

The heat seemed to fade away when I first locked sight onto the city. My pearly teeth gleamed in the sun as I dismissed Ugo, right before any of the guards at the gate could see me. I crossed over a dune, and smiled. "This will be the city that changes me!" I shouted running into the massive gate, into the never-ending market of a street. I ran up the brick road, caked in trash and sand, until I couldn't see the awful dessert I arrived from. As I slowed I looked around at the fruit stands, "Oranges, Apples, Grapes, Dragonfruit(2) Galore!" I thought.

I approached one of the stands, the sign was decorated with silver and orange and read: "Finest Citrus." I picked up and orange and began to peel it. "Hey! Little Boy! Where's your mother, you can't just eat that!" The massive man behind the counter shouted. "Oh, I'm sorry Mister! But, my mom isn't here." I said smiling, continuing to peel the orange. "He growled and snatched it out of my hand. "Mister- that wasn't very nice." I said reaching to pick up another one. He smacked my hand with a poorly carved ruler. "Give some cash next time and maybe you can afford a slice." He said pointing at the other sign placed in the center of the oranges. "What I can tell, one of your oranges is just as much as 10 in some places." He lifted up his ruler again, eyes black. I screeched, drawing attention of everyone around me.

"Poor little boy." "He looks so skinny!" "How could you raise a hand to a child like that!" The crowds of people whispered -and shouted- I turned back to him, his eyes now panicked. "Well Mister, it seems people don't like your way of business anymore." I said smiling. He growled once again and tossed the half peeled orange at me. "Thanks!" I said running off as he slammed his fist on the counter, drawing even more attention from the already angered crowd.


I peeled the orange and ate it in less then 3 bites. My stomach growled again. "I thought this town would be nicer..." I thought rubbing my starving belly. Everywhere I looked, the stand had a heartless man standing behind it. "Again, again, again..." My starving instincts told me. Until I saw a smaller fruit stand, with a tall woman standing behind it. She turned and looked at me, her eyes were bright green, and she had long auburn hair. She smiled and motioned towards me. "Why hello little boy, do you care to sample my fine foods for...free?" My mouth watered, I stared at her large array of Apples, Oranges, and Berries. Then I looked at her again. "Big...beautiful...breasts!" I shouted jumping at her. She whined and smiled handing me fruits, I ate, and ate, until I was going to explode. But then something hit me. "Garbage" Was the first word that came to my mind. When I opened my eyes, I realized I wasn't in a beautiful woman's breasts, I was wedged between two rotten watermelons, eating the rinds of even more rotten fruit. "Hoax" Is the second word that came to mind. I crawled over to the nearest watermelon rind, and spit up all that I swallowed. People walked by me, staring, laughing, pointing. The visons of me, sleeping in a watermelon, a little baby who lives in the garbage.

I sat up, and tried to walk away casually, but it was futile. The colors of the fruit were splashed on my clothes, and the smell stuck with me too. The people made a perfect circle around me wherever I walked. I spotted a small pool of water and decided to try and clean myself up. I stripped down to my underwear, and bathed in the refreshing water until it turned a reddish black. I ringed out my clothes, and put them back on. By the time I finished my cleansing, it was already dark. "Refuge" My mind spoke again. I walked the now empty streets, spotting an occasional Prostitute or a Drunk. I walked for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only around 45 minutes. Until, I reached an empty house. There were no windows, only holes carved in the wall. There was hinges with small fragments of wood attached to them in the doorway, a very small, dank house it was. I decided to sleep here for the night. "Better then nothing I guess." I said aloud.


The next morning, I woke up around 9:00, the small carved window created an opening for light. I stood up and stretched with a small "Hmph." The house was less gloomy, the light made it seem larger, in a strange way. I left the house and pulled the inch of wood stuck to the hinge on the doorframe, imitating what I would do if there was still an actual door there. My stomach growled again, I was still hungry, after all, eating as much garbage as you can then spewing it all back up like a magnificent fountain doesn't help your hunger, not in the slightest. I walked more uphill, towards the massive tower in the distance. I approached a few stands asking for food, I either got a "No, Sorry" or a new bruise. I rubbed my glowing red wrists from the multiple things slapping them, until I spotted a small caravan. I peeked inside, and saw piles of beautiful green fruit. "Exquisite..." "Heavenly..." Luscious..." The words filled my head as I flew into the Watermelon filled caravan. "Chew, Savor, Swallow" I kept thinking as I plowed through the rare abundance of fruit. Until I head footsteps, and the familiar sound of fabric tugging. I turned around and saw a tall young boy, with blond hair, and a strange point on the top of his head. His eyes shrank and I smiled. "Hi! I'm Aladdin!


1) This was the city Aladdin & Alibaba met in. A lot of people don't remember the name so I included this.

2) This is a tropical fruit grown in South Asia & South America. It's red with green scale-like triangles. The fruit is actually seen in the episode "Sindria Kingdom" when it was panning over the fruit market. The inside is white, with a ton of black seeds. I've ate it before- it's very watery and with a sweet flavor. I just wanted to include this for a little extra knowledge, since FanFiction doesn't really teach you much...

Well, thank you so much for reading! I enjoy writing and adding facts so be prepared for me! This was just a little "Filler" story for my next chapters, which would be a lot larger then this one. I just wanted to be out there with a small story before I write larger ones. Good Riddance, see you next time!

-Sinbad (Psy)