Standard disclaimer applied. Please mind that the story is purely fictional. Set at the world 416 years later. Edit: changed few parts.

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'...Where...am...I?'

A boy opened his eyes on the middle of the black void. Unlike his surroundings, his body glowed brightly. The shines were illuminating, yet the darkness was still deeply intact. The boy with blonde hairs looked very frail. His eyes fluttered open weakly.

'...It's...too dark...'

He was trying to collect his strength when a flashback ran through his mind once again. It was a memory of a lost friend from distant times. However, the boy could remember it clearly almost like yesterday. Travelling around places, promise of going on adventures, being side by side in fight.

'...But even all that...'

Unfortunately, they soon were trapped in the middle of the war. In those times, they were forced to do their respective duties. The casualties of the war made them forced away couple times. As a Prince, he had wars to win; and as a Magi, he had people to protect.

'...With these hands, I-'

He clenched his hands angrily until they bleed. He didn't seem to notice the red bloods dripping slowly. He couldn't tear away his sadness, hatred, and unworthiness. Despite that, everyone praised him of what he had done; almost rivaled to both King of Seven Seas and King of the Great Empire.

'...I...am the one who...!'

Suddenly, a small light appeared in front of his sight. The light was too dazzling to see with naked eyes. The empty heart had suddenly felt contented bit by bit. A tear fell over his eye as he felt the familiar warmth feeling.

'Hey, what are you doing here?'

The familiar figure tilted his head adorably with a warm smile.

'Come on, let's go!'

The young boy in front of him offered his hand. He was about to take that hand before a sword pierced through the young boy's body. His eyes widened of shock as trails of bloods fell from the corner of that boy's mouth. That was when he realized that the one who wielded the sword was none other than him.

'...No, this is-!'

'...A- Alibaba-kun?'

'Aladdin, I- I-!'

'...Why...?'

'A-'

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"ALADDIN!"

The boy with blonde hairs let out a loud scream. He was having a bad dream when he let out the loud scream. As someone who had a bad dream, he was sweating a lot. He looked very frightened of something as he felt his stomach knotted. His hands trembled when he remembered on what he had done.

He looked around his surrounding, to find he was in his bedroom like usual.

'...Not in Sindria nor Balbadd.'

He filled the glass with water from the jug and drinked it slowly. As expected, he was having that same dream all over again. He sighed deeply at the realization.

The boy with blonde hairs slipped away from his bed. He then opened the white curtain only to find the sun had already shining warmly. His day had just began, but he didn't seem to have the same spirit. His hand trailed over the glass window as he felt the warm on his fingertips.

'This warmth... Feels like you.'

Closing his eyes, he let out a deep sigh. He walked to the door as his voice trailed off weakly, "...I guess I should take a bath now."

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'...This world is different from the world I used to live.'

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'In that world, I was born as the third prince of a falling country, Balbadd.'

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'Then, I met with a gifted boy and befriended him. We're travelling around the world.'

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'It was very fun. I was very happy.'

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'...But that doesn't last long...'

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'At the war between Al-Tharmen and People, I-'

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'...I killed him with my own hands...'

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"You're late!" When the boy with blonde hairs closed the bathroom door after bathing, someone had already sat at the kitchen. The boy grumbled as he pouted, "We're going to be late, Al!"

"Yeah, sorry." He replied nonchalantly, "You can go first if you want, Titus. I've still not prepared the books yet."

The boy called Titus sighed, "You're really a pain on the ass. What's wrong?" He paused for a while, "Were you dreaming again?"

"...No." He replied quickly, "It's not that." He added sharply, "And I don't want to talk about it, Titus."

"For your information, you were calling me Titus for a while." Titus affirmed as he stared at him, "If you don't want to talk about it, I'm totally alright." Titus took a bag at the table, "I've prepared books for you. Start moving your lazy ass now!"

"...Thank you, Rito." A small smile grazed his lips, "I owe you one."

"You're welcome." The pretty blonde haired boy smiled in return. "And quick!"

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"So you're late again, hm."

In front of them, there stood a male teacher with tanned skin. He looked angry; he meant, who really came to school at such hours!? The detentioned boys went quiet as the teacher began his long lecture.

"Perfect! Just what I need." Rito Alexus grumbled as he added sarcasticly, "Thanks, Al."

"Sorry," Al weakly apologized.

"Oh well!" The young teacher remarked, "You're free to go."

"Eh?"

"I said, you're free to go, Alexus!" The young teacher smirked, "Or you prefer stay here all day long?"

"No, no! Of course not, Sharuka-sensei!"

"Stop calling me that!" The teacher pulled his ear, "I swear these students make me all tired with all those nicknames! My name is Sakuragi-sensei! Sakuragi Haruka!" He turned to Al, "This is all because of-!"

"Can I go first, Sharrkan-shisou?"

"But my name is-!" The teacher retorted, but finally realized that it was all for nothing as the boy never stopped call him such, "Fine."

Ignoring all the commotion, Al just walked away from the spot he was standing. "Thanks."

"Oi, Alexus. What's wrong with him?" Sharuka narrowed his eyes, "Is he okay?"

"...That's; I don't know for sure."

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"Oh, Alba-san. Good morning." When Al went inside the class, he was greeted with his classmate. It appeared that he was the only one inside the classroom. "You're late today. Where's Rito-san?"

"Hm." Al replied shortly, "Missing."

The student with black hairs looked a bit startled with the change in behavior, "...Umm, are you okay? Everyone is already in Physic Lab now. We have a new-"

"I see." Al brushed it off, "Go on first. I'll wait for him here." He put his bag on his desk, "I'm counting on you, Hakuryu."

"It's Kouryu. Then, I'll stay here with you. Let's wait for Rito-san to come here." Hakaze Kouryu slowly questioned, "...Are you dreaming again, Alba-san?"

"...Sorry." Al apologized, "I keep calling you wrong."

"It's alright, I'm used to it." Kouryu adviced slowly, "But you have to tell us what's wrong, Alba-san. That dream isn't real."

"Please, I don't want to talk about it." Al shook his head, "Real or not, that isn't a thing you decice."

"But-"

"It's my dream."

"Then say." Rito came up with a huff, his eyes narrowed angry. Apparently, he was running from the field to their class. "We're your friends, aren't we? It's been months, Al! Wake up!"

"...I-"

"Hey, why are you guys still here?" The teacher peeked from the door, "Go to your classroom!"

"Sensei, I'm sick." Al raised his hand as his friends stared at him in protest, "I need to go to the infirmary."

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"You're here again." A young woman spoke, "Are you still feeling unwell today too, Saruza-kun?"

"Hm." Al walked past the teacher with turquoise hairs aloofly, "I just need an aspirin before going back to the class, sensei. And some rest."

"Since when you took aspirin?" The teacher raised her eyebrows as she continued, "It's not good for your health. May I contact your parents?"

"Dead." Al replied shortly, "Now, can I get my aspirin or not, Yamuraiha-sensei?"

"I beg your pardon?" The teacher sighed in defeat as she handed one, "...There's something wrong with you these past months, Saruza-kun. You can talk to me if you want to. And you're close with Hakaze-kun and Alexus-kun, right?"

Al drank them fast before replying, "Yes. But no thanks. Please don't mind me." He walked to the nearer infirmary bed and sat on it. The effect of the medicine was slowly affecting his eyes. He murmured as his eyes closed, "...After all, you won't understand me."

'...Well, no one does.'

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'...So, I'm here...again...'

Al stood from the void of nothingness. It was all black. He closed his eyes to recall what had happened before; their past lives. He was making the timeline by memorizing every memories that Alibaba had. After he woke, he wrote them in a notebook with the language of Toran. That way, no one could read them and made fun of that. Concentrating on his thought, he recalled back the past memories.

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The blazing fire around them stung bitterly on Alibaba's flesh. He was the metal user of fire djinn, Amon, but he remembered it very clearly that the fire around him wasn't the usual fire of this world. On his side, there were people who came to aide him in this war against Al-Tharmen.

With him representing Balbadd, The Great King of Seven Seas Sinbad representing Sindria, and The High King of Kou Empire Kouen representing Kou Empire, the three of them led people to achieve victory against the Lost Magi. Accompanying them, the Travelling Magi Yunan, the High Priest Titus who represented Laem Empire, surprisingly the Black Magi Judal who persuaded by Aladdin and Sinbad to switch side, and the Fourth Magi from Alma Toran Aladdin.

"Ne, Alibaba-kun!" Al, as Alibaba, looked to the one who tugged his shirt. It was him, radiating with encouraging smile. "All the people here is supporting us. We must not lose!"

"Of course!" Al, as Alibaba, answered surely. "Few years ago, I haven't thought of being together with great people like them... They are shining with radiance!"

He was answered with a pinch on his cheek. "You're wrong, Alibaba-kun." Giving him an innocent and pure smile, Aladdin said. "Your radiance is the prettiest amongst others!"

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"You must kill me!"

The scene suddenly turned quickly, following the horror at the War. Al-Tharmen consisted of powerful wizards, supported with the Lost Magi. The casualties were pretty much large. People died easily around them. The enemies were all dead, but there was something that wicked woman gave upon her death. A black curse rooted inside the heart of people, the feeling of inferiority, wrath, and envy.

The curse, however, planted to the worst person ever, Aladdin. Maybe fate played another trick to his life. Maybe fate didn't like him from beginning he was born, unlike Sinbad.

"...Kill me!" Aladdin exclaimed as he held his flute close to his chest, "Alibaba-kun! Before I spread it to others! It's the only way!"

"No!" Alibaba shook his head in denial, "No! You- Don't you dare say it anymore!" Tears had fell down from his eyelids. "...Please..."

"I trust you." Instead of fear, Aladdin gave him his brightest smile. That very smile soothed Alibaba's feeling, but not his demand. "...If there's someone I want to take my life, it's you. I always like you, Alibaba-kun!" Aladdin grinned while holding a pain as the black rukhs slowly crept upon his chest, "You're my first friend as well as my king candidate. I trust you with my own life." Before he closed his eyes, he smiled for the last time. "...That's why, please. You have to kill me. And then lead Balbadd with full of smiles! If it's Alibaba-kun, you're going to be alright, right?"

Hearing it, Alibaba could do nothing but crying. He was such a crybaby as usual, but he needed to make his decision quick. It was his friend last moment, that was why Alibaba didn't flinch at all. Instead, he smiled wryly as his royal sword which contained Amon pierced the little body of his. Bloods splattered on their tattered war clothes, but no one paid no heed. All he heard from around them were muffled cries from Morgiana and other girls. He himself, was not crying at all. He lost his will to cry nor to speak. His sword fell on his grasp.

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"...I'm sorry... Alibaba-kun. Good bye."

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"...Why?" Al opened his eyes slightly only to see the sight of infirmary. "What I...truly want...is to be with you..." He gritted his teeth, "Damn!" He hitted the bed beside him, "Damn!"

He felt really helpless and angered of his foolish moment. All he remembered was him leaving away the infirmary and school ground. Away from this future without him. Away from the angst past with him.

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Al didn't know where his feet were going, all he knew that he was ended up in the park near his house. He was pretty much shaken by the dream. Did it mean that his dreams were real after all? Al couldn't think clearly.

All he wanted was to meet his friend once more and protected him. Alibaba shouldn't have let Aladdin, even with his status as a Magi, to shoulder everything alone. But then, later after the war, their friends advised him such. Even though Alibaba's pain wasn't equal with the pain he conflicted to Alibaba-!

He hitted the rail which he leaned upon. Thankfully, no one was there, but Al didn't care nonetheless.

"...Why...did you say that...?" Al shook his head in exasperation, "...If only he was here now! If only I didn't-!"

"Onii-chan, the rail says it hurts."

Someone spoke up in front of him. By the silhoutte, it was no one but a kid. Al looked up to protest that it wasn't his/her business, but he lost those words when he looked at those same blue eyes he was longing for.

"...A-"

"The rail said it hurted him when you hit it." The boy who was no more than thirteen repeated clearly with a small smile, "But I think Onii-chan has a more sad expression. Are you okay?"

Tears dropped one by one on Al's eyelids, startling the boy.

"I'm sorry, Onii-chan." The boy in front of him went panic, "...Do I hurt your feeling? I'm saying irrelevant things, aren't I?"

Al shook his head slowly while weeping his tears. He walked to the boy and suddenly wrapping his hands to the smaller boy. "...I always wanted to meet you all this time..." The boy was startled by his action, but he didn't move at all. "...Aladdin!"

With the same distinctive features like Aladdin, the boy looked very pretty. The same blue hairs braided down tidyly. The same blue eyes that innocently took his breath away. The same smile that was very radiant. If only in this world Al could see the rukhs, he guessed that they were protecting him right now. It took Al five seconds to realize something was off. He quickly broke off the hug and looked at the kid in front of him with startled eyes.

"Y- You are... A girl!?"

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"Have you calm down, Onii-chan?" Much to his disliking, the teen lost words to say. As much as he remembered, every single person he met from past lives was all nothing but the same gender of his past lives. The girl handed down a canned drink with a smile, "It's my treat."

"...I'm sorry." Even after he took the drink, Al was embarrased to see her face. "I thought you're my friend."

"It's okay." He, no, she smiled again reassurely. If only she was a boy, Al would knock another hug to him. Thankfully his consciousness stopped him. "Earth to Onii-chan?"

"Ah! ...Eh, sorry. I'm staring you too much." Al scratched his cheek apologetically, "...It's just, I haven't seen you for a long- Wait, that's wrong." The girl giggled at his uneasiness, "I mean, I don't see you often in this block."

"I'm moving to this block with my parents." The girl replied as she pointed at the direction of their new home. "If you have time, come to my house and play, Onii-chan."

"Saruza Alba. My house is about two houses next to you, then." He introduced himself, "Oh, umm, I'm sorry for startling you. I guess you'll see me weird from now on."

"Nah, I'm saying weird things too." The girl shook her head, her eyes were looking at the distant sky. "It's just I can't help it when I hear voices inside my head."

Hearing this, Al's heart was thumping like crazy. He spoke slowly to the girl, "...Can you see it? Do you remember something?"

"Remember what?" This time the girl tilted her head. "This is the first time I see you, Onii-chan."

Ah, that's right.

"Oh, is that so?" Al could only smiled weakly at the realization, "...It's like that from beginning...isn't it?"

The one in front of me isn't him.

"Onii-chan, are you okay?"

This kid isn't the Aladdin I seek.

He was dead at that time.

Aah, how foolish I am.

"Onii-chan?"

I'm looking for his substitute in this world, to ease this loneliness.

I'm stupid, aren't I, Aladdin?

I haven't grew at all ever since that moment.

If only, you're alive.

"...I'm alive."

A voice heard in front of him made him startled. The girl was smiling brightly, as if she could read what Al was thinking all along with the same look as him that could made his stomach upside down.

"...Is that...you?"

"This might be silly." Instead of answering his question, the girl stared at him with her big doe eyes. "...But I can hear a voice of a boy from your direction. He was desperate enough for his voice to be heard..."

"...Don't joke around, please."

"Look, I'm not lying." She had this hurtful expression when saying this which made his stomache ached, "...He said just now, 'I'm here'."

"...I'm sorry, but I don't buy things like that." Skeptical at her answers, Al started to walk away from her. "...If it's not him, then it's all meaningless..."

"...Then why you turn away from me?" Al movements halted by this, when he turned his back, the girl was still standing. "...Alibaba-kun. I'm here." A moment passed between them as the winds fluttered by, "...Ah, the voice is already gone."

"...Are you...really...?"

"I'm not telling lies." She challenged him by this as she walked forward to front of him. Suddenly, Al's cheek was slapped hard. Touching his red cheek, he needed a moment to process things.

"Why is-"

"...I'm sorry, is it hurt? Before he left, he said that I've to slap you. Particularly because you're really an idiot, he said." She lightly said before she broke it into a familiar grin, "Nice to meet you. My name is Amagi Shinra. Please keep a secret that I heard...things." She tilted her head on the same way as he did in the past, "...And you're...Alba-niichan, is it?"

"Don't call me that." The calling name was very alien to his ears. "And I'm sorry I doubted you before."

"Uh, un! I don't mind it!" Shinra smiled widely which made a strange pull inside his stomach, "From now on I'll call you Al-kun, then."

"...Un, that's good to hear." Al gave her a hand, "Well, it's almost evening. I'll take you to your home." Her widen bright eyes were very warm and made him wanted to smile.

I understand.

She's not you.

But surely that you're inside her.

This time, I'll protect you, as her.

For me from that time who had failed on protecting you.

For you from that time who had sacrificed yourself for this world.

And, for us who is now living on this moment.

I made a right choice, right?

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Good bye,

and hello,

My dear friend,

Aladdin.

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I've fixed few things here. Changed the ending tiny bits. Maybe I'll continue it to few chapters. Looking forward to the next chapter. Thank you very much for reviewing.