Title. Zillullah
Chapter Title. Something New, Something Blue
Authour. ~sushisama~
Fandom. Magi
Main pairing. Sinbad/Judal (others later)
Warnings. None really for this chapter.
Disclaimer. Magi and its characters are not main, I am just enjoying playing around with them for a bit.
Notes. Sorry about the slight delay, been trying to find a job and then family stuff happened. And art. Really need to work on a bunch of art stuff. This chapter is the main start of a lot of the canon divergent things. And Aladdin for a few. Which is where the excuse with the academy comes in, because I wanted him in for a few things. And in general. Love that little cutie.
Shout outs at the end, like usual. :)

Sinbad could happily say he was having a rather good day. It had started a little rocky, but after spending some times on the docks and talking to the vendors, he was in rather high spirits.

He was still a little buzzed from the night before when he woke up, only further encouraged when his Magi was still next to him in bed. When they had returned from their day of hooky, they had snuck back into the palace, careful to avoid his generals and especially Ja'far, and retreated into his bedroom for the evening. When they laid down, it was to have only a bit more of conversation before the activity of the day caught up with them and exhaustion won out against staying awake for anything else.

Sinbad had been expecting Judal to be gone in the morning. He wasn't sure why, he had just woken up thinking it would be like before, when the Magi would disappear in the middle of the night. He was happy that he stayed, though, and had spent the beginning of his day waking him up with a shower of kisses and affectionate words. And when the youth had woken up, he had responded in kind, and for a stretch of heavy moments, it seemed they would be late to their day's duties. That is, until he was being shoved away and the Magi was leaving via the window for his own room, a paled look on his face.

He had waited before going to breakfast, taking his time bathing and getting ready for the day, but when Judal didn't come back, he opted for giving him his space and went to eat with his generals and Hakuryuu. Ja'far was in the middle of asking him where he had disappeared to the day before when the Magi showed up, his presence the same as it had always been, aglow and arrogant, showing no signs that anything had been wrong.

Sinbad had caught him for a brief moment alone before they would separate for the day for their individual duties, to voice his concern about the morning. Judal had just grinned, reassured him that he was all right, that something from the previous day hadn't agreed with him (he made some try at an insult toward one of the food stalls, but it was half hearted at best), and he happened to have medicine in his room. He had ended the conversation with a stolen but quick kiss before heading off to, as he put it, endure Ja'far's boring routines.

The king had a delightful thought, that he could get used to Judal's rather unhindered and open affections.

He had only spent the first few hours of his day in his office before he was down at the docks and vendors, satiating a curiosity he had, a curiosity that had a most pleasant outcome after half a day and a boat ride later. He was ending the trip with a purchase of the sweet buns Judal had seemed so fond of the day before, when a more than familiar voice caught his attention.

"Sinbad!"

Sinbad turned to see who had called him, only the tip of a long pointed hat in view before he looked down. He grinned at the sight, the little blue-haired boy looking back up at him eagerly, his usual large smile on his face.

"Aladdin," he addressed contently. "What a pleasant surprise."

The little Magi nodded. Sinbad was able to give him a once over, and in the months since he had left the country, he had grown some and looked older in his eyes. But not too old, thankfully, or else he wouldn't really be himself.

"The academy had an abroad study objective, and I thought I'd come see you and the others. I hope that's okay?"

"Of course, of course, consider Sindria a second home," the king said happily. "Come, let's go to the palace, and tell me about your studies."

They began the trip towards the apex of the island, the little Magi chattering away about what had been going on in Magnostadt. He spoke so fast and with so much zeal, Sinbad could barely get a word more than acknowledgement. It wasn't until they were well inside that Aladdin finally took a long enough breath that he could mention a few things that had happened in the last few months.

There was one thing he didn't get to mention before they were at the palace, though.

"Hakuryuu!"

Aladdin was already sprinting toward the prince the moment they were in the main foyer, ignoring the papers he was holding to leap on him in an almost tackling hug. Caught so off guard, he barely had time to catch the little Magi, nonetheless try to keep hold of the documents.

"It's good to see you," the blue-haired youth went on, detaching himself from the prince.

Hakuryuu knelt down to pick up the papers as Sinbad came to join the two. "You, too, Aladdin," he said, straightening up. "What are you doing here, though? I figured you'd still at the academy."

Aladdin grinned at him. "Well, we were given a chance for an off-campus study, and I thought what better place than in Sindria? That way I get to visit and ask Yamraiha for some help!" He looked at the king expectantly when he said it.

Sinbad nodded. "I'm sure she'll be happy to help with whatever you need."

The Magi smiled excitedly before turning his attention back to Hakuryuu. "So you're visiting, too?"

"Um, well, actually..."

"Hakuryuu is having an extended stay," Sinbad answered for him. "Kou has lent him to us as a retainer for a year."

"That's great."

"Yeah, I suppose," Hakuryuu replied, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Were you in the middle of something?" Sinbad asked, eyeing the papers in his hands.

"Oh, Ja'far had asked for these from your office, and he couldn't find you, so I got them."

"Ah, well, let's not keep him, then," Sinbad said with a smile, taking the documents easily from the prince in the hand not holding the bag of sweets and starting to head toward the advisor's study.

"Sinbad, um, you may not want-. I mean, they've been arguing a lot today," Hakuryuu started as he and Aladdin followed the king.

"It's a day that ends in 'y,' of course they're arguing," he replied with a shrug.

"They?" Aladdin asked.

The answer came in heavy voices once they were outside the study door. They weren't yelling, but it was still loud enough to get snippets of the conversation even as Sinbad was opening the door.

"-hadn't been gone for four days!"

"Three days, I was back yesterday."

"Then where were you?"

Sinbad could hear the grin in his response before he even laid eyes on it: "Why don't you ask the Idiot King, he's right there."

There was a pause from his advisor, just as they were inside the study. Ja'far's back was to them at first, Judal facing the door, and he noticed Sinbad before anyone else, his eyes full of mischief. As the advisor was turning to face them, his mouth opening, the dark-haired Magi laid eyes on the blue-haired boy. The crimson seemed to light up, and he was shushing Ja'far as he stepped by him.

"Look who it is!" he exclaimed, his steps eagerly toward the smaller Magi. "Baby Magi, what a surprise."

"You, too, Judal," Aladdin responded. He was caught between his surprised, his usual cheeriness at seeing people he knew, and a slight apprehension at the dark Magi's presence.

"Kou had given us Judal, too," Sinbad gave as explanation to Aladdin's worried expression.

The look in Judal's eyes didn't ease off, if anything he looked more eager as he eyed the little Magi up and down. "You've gotten a bit stronger, haven't you?"

Aladdin nodded, his head tilting as he eyed the taller Magi. His brows knitted a bit in thought before he seemed to relax. "I've been studying at Magnostadt."

"Ohoho, nice." He grinned, hands crossed over his chest as he went on, "Let's see how strong, huh? What about a spar?"

The air in the room instantly tensed at the suggestion, especially Aladdin and Sinbad, the ones present for their last 'spar.' But Judal waved them off, his smile turning into something a bit more sincere.

"I'll behave, I promise," Judal tried to reassure. He turned to Sinbad, his eyes speaking his request as much as his words. "Come on, I haven't really gotten to do anything since I got here."

"Judal, I don't think-" Hakuryuu spoke to his friend.

Ja'far had already started his argument, even Sinbad had an unease about him, but Aladdin was smiling. "I don't see why not, Judal. It would be nice to have a duel with someone and not have to hold back."

Judal grinned, a laugh coming from him. "Well, then, let's get to it." He held up a hand to silence Ja'far before he could even speak. "And you all can watch and have the witch there, if it makes you feel better. I know she's perfected that limiter thing she was working on."

The advisor narrowed his eyes sceptically. "And how to you know that?"

"Because I let her try it on me the other day," he answered. Ja'far didn't seem to believe it, but Judal's attention was on the king again. "So, my wand?"

Sinbad was still a little stunned by the admission, he didn't answer right away. He shook his head, saying, "Now one moment-"

Judal gave a shrug. "I'll go get it, then," he said with an almost nonchalant attitude. He looked at Aladdin, grinning. "Meet you in the magic grounds in about ten?"

Aladdin smiled, his expression taking on something eager. "Okay!"

"What do you mean, you'll get it-" Ja'far started, brows furrowed. Judal shrugged him off, heading out the study without another word.

The moment the door was closed, the advisor was glaring at his king, his accusing. "How does he know where his wand is?"

Sinbad looked just as surprised as he had about the limiter statement. "I didn't tell him," he said honestly.

Ja'far made it obvious he would be continuing the conversation by his narrowed brow, so Sinbad was glad when Hakuryuu nudged the little Magi, suggesting they go the magic grounds already, and they both left as the advisor went on.

"And yet he knows." Ja'far's hands were in his sleeves as he went on, "And what else does he know?"

"Ja'far, it isn't-"

"You can't keep a level head with him around, Sin," he said. He took a pause, sighing, before saying, "He can't be trusted, you know that."

"I think you're wrong." Sinbad's voice was definite.

"And what makes you so sure?"

"He just... listen, he's..." The king ran a hand through his bangs, trying to think about how to word his defence. It would be impossible to describe what had been going on between them in a way Ja'far would accept, or even just trying to communicate the events from the day before. Where Judal had been trying, he had been making some sort of effort prove he could... well, he wasn't exactly sure what Judal was trying to prove just yet, but he knew it was something, and he wasn't about to hinder it.

"You can't be objective," Ja'far said, his voice taking on a softer tone, more concerned. "I know that you two... In the pursuits you have with him, it doesn't really leave you a way to see him for who he is, does it? Just who you want him to be."

"And I disagree." Sinbad crossed his arms, his tone even and serious. "I know who he is, in all aspects, not just the one I see privately, but I acknowledge the side he was and still is. But there's a part you haven't gotten to see yet, you just... you have to trust me on this, please."

"And when he proves you wrong?"

"Then you get to tell me your 'I told you so's while we deal with him."

The answer didn't seem to appease the advisor.

"Well, little steps, right? Come on, let's go watch them, he said he was going to behave, we'll watch him keep his word."

Ja'far scoffed. "So I get my first 'I told so' within an hour, wonderful."

Sinbad was making his way out of the study, Ja'far close behind.

"And what did he mean, to ask you where he was yesterday?"

He didn't respond at first, trying to think of a retort, when something struck him.

"Ah, damn it."

"What?" Ja'far asked, concerned.

"I bet he ate all my Persian Delights."

"What!?"

::*~~*::

The two Magi were already in the main sparring circle when the king and advisor arrived. The sun just beginning to set, leaving them only so much time to fight. They joined Hakuryuu, Yamraiha, and Spartos who had apparently been around when the group had come in and thought to watch. There was a row of seats just on the circumference of the area, within full view of the circle, but still well enough away to be out of reach of spells.

Sinbad sat next to his mage general, and asked her some of the limiter Judal had mentioned before. The king had brought it up to her shortly after the two emissaries had arrived, but it was more of a request for her to play around with an idea for it, not that she had to make anything. Not until he thought it would be needed, and he hadn't thought that at all yet. But Yamraiha advised him that she had gone ahead to finish the project, more out of curiosity than anything else, and she had been honest with the dark Magi when it came up in conversation. It had surprised her that he was almost understanding, and several days ago, right before Judal had gone missing, he had offered to check on her progress, proving that it worked. The man had been surprised by it, but grateful at the efforts his Magi had made.

Yamraiha handed him a golden bangle, furthering her explanation of the limiter. He listened intently as he slipped on, tuning out some of the more technical aspects, really only getting the part where the bangle he was given was needed to remove the one on Judal's wrist. Though he got most of what she said, the specifics were a little more than he was interested in: all he needed to understand, was there was only a certain amount of Magoi Judal could use when the bracelet was on, and if he used more than that, it would shut off his access to Borg, Magoi, even the Rukh. She mentioned it was actually something she had found during her inventory of the magical items found from dungeons and slightly modified. She freely admitted that she still wasn't completely sure how it worked, but when he had tried it, there wasn't any other side effects other than the mild shock from losing connection to his Rukh.

Sinbad was sure he asked at least three times, sounding unbelieving that Judal would just offer himself to the experiment. She reassured him each time, that he was aware of the project, and he had come to her to see if it was finished, not the other way around.

The two Magi were just beginning their spar when Yamraiha was finishing her explanation. There was a delay apparently, where they were talking in hushed tones, and Sinbad had just assumed they were setting some rules or something, from the occasional glances he gave them when the witch's words were too disinteresting for him. Judal had looked almost pale at one point, and the king could tell he was talking hurriedly, but when she was going in about what all the limiter did, he couldn't hazard a guess to the discussion.

The fight started with the usual elements, heat and ice meeting with a hiss and steam, and escalating from there. It was a thing to watch, two powerful Magi going at it like that. It was different than in Balbadt, Aladdin knew more of what he was doing, and Judal wasn't trying to overpower the smaller male, but meet him in a fair battle. Well, as fair as Judal could do, there was still some underhanded spell throwing, a toss of ice when the blue-haired youth was recovering from a swing.

Watching them, it was clear who had the more strategy but the more natural talent for fighting. Not to say Aladdin was not strong, because he definitely was, but Judal had been more opt to battle foes, had been involved with dungeons and armies, he knew how to move, where he should be in the battlefield, but where his agility and spell power served him benefit, Aladdin's raw ability and tactics made him a match.

It was quite the spectacle indeed.

There were moments when looked as though Judal would have the upper hand, but he reeled back his attack just before making one more blow, opting for a pause or a weaker spell. Sinbad's wrist stung a little whenever it happened, and Yamraiha explained it was the only side effect for the 'control' bracelet: it would always give off a warning when the other bracelet was about to be completely activated. Sinbad inquired what would happen if it shut off Judal's Magoi fully and in a strong burst, not just the bit of test they had done the other day. She wasn't sure, in all her honesty. It hadn't come up in her testing yet. She was hoping to do a bit more with it, and that this exercise was good for research on it.

Sinbad was just hoping that it would never come up, and honestly wished that this would be the only time that his Magi would ever need to wear it.

The two continued for several more moments, the spar lasting the better part of an hour. The sun was set, and they were going on by the little moonlight and the lanterns the custodians had lit as the sun set. It was surprising that Judal seemed to be the first to get close to something like tired, but it was more strained than exhausted. The slight fatigue was probably what let a drop in his defence happen, where Aladdin had made a strike with wind, a gust directed at his mid section that was obviously meant to just knock him back. But there was a moment, one that Sinbad knew that if he had blinked he would have missed, where Judal's shoulders drooped, and he didn't put up any shield as soon as the attack was made.

The one that came was at the last possible second, small and vibrant that not only deflected the rush of air, but created a brief spark of lightning. The spectators made a sound of enthrallment, but the two Magi were still, staring at each other, wide eyed. There were several breaths, were neither made a move, and Sinbad couldn't help but feel something had just happened that wasn't expecting of the usual magic contest.

Aladdin was speaking to him, but Judal was holding up a hand, quieting him, and Sinbad didn't need to hear to read the simple word, 'Later,' coming from his Magi's mouth over and over.

The king stood up, his brow creased in slight concern. "Is everything all right?" he called to the two Magi.

Sky and crimson turned to him at the same time. Judal's brows were narrowed, but Aladdin was smiling something reassuring. "We're done, that's all."

"And you might want to get extras for dinner," Judal commented, his smirk coming back. "Because after that, we'll need lots to replenish us."

Sinbad eyed them both, his gaze wondering, feeling like he had missed something, but decided to leave it for now. He had planned to have a conversation with Judal later on that evening, anyway, the question he had could wait until then. The other members of the audience seemed just as eager to have a meal, and they all left for the dining hall together. Yamraiha talked eagerly to the two Magi, discussing what parts of the battle she enjoyed, while Spartos and Hakuryuu had a quiet discussion of their own.

The king followed the group, Ja'far walking next to him, hands in his sleeves, a pout on his lips.

"So, the 'I told you so'?"

Ja'far sighed. "Fine, he did right this time. But, Sin, that doesn't mean you shouldn't watch him. It's still possible."

"Don't worry, I'll be keeping a close eye on him," his voice held a grin at the double entendre.

The former assassin just groaned at the statement.

The meal went by with fervour, a great deal of food and laughter shared. Sinbad was happy to have the younger Magi among them, his presence always made things a bit brighter with his youthful vigour and still lingering naivitie. Between he and Judal, though, he was almost worried that there would be no food left, how the both demanded several portions.

The group, which had been full out by his other generals by the end of the first course, lingered long after they were done eating. But slowly they started to filter out, one of the last being Judal, who caught the king just as he was leaving the dining area, and whispered into his ear that he expected him in his room later on in the evening before he flitted off to speak to Hakuryuu and Aladdin. Sinbad grinned after him, and he hurried off to his office to finish a few things he still needed to have done by the morning before getting back to his Magi.

It was about an hour or so later when he finally got to Judal's room, the bag with the sweet buns from earlier in hand. In all the commotion, he had never gotten a chance to give them to him. He was about to walk into the room when he heard another voice coming from the other side of the door. He waited a moment, trying to recognise who was the other speaker, and after a few more hushed tones, he could tell it was Aladdin, but not what they were talking about.

So he decided to knock, thinking that just walking in would probably not appear right. He was certain the little Magi wouldn't fully understand what it meant to walk in unannounced, but he still had to play somewhat appropriate in these situations.

The door was opened in a rushed movement, and the king was met with red eyes glaring at him. He took in the sight of his Magi, despite the slightly angered look he was getting, and it was obvious by the layer of moisture, lack of choli, and his loose hair that he had recently bathed. His intense stare lessened some at visage of the king, and Judal let out a frustrated sigh before moving so he could enter the room.

Aladdin greeted him once he was inside, not much further in than he. He hadn't sat or gotten comfortable, so Sinbad figured he might have only just come a bit before he. The king waved back, but he could not ignore the slight tension coming from the taller of the Magi.

"What are you two up to?" Sinbad asked playfully, setting the bag on the table in the middle of the room.

"Oh, I just needed to ask Judal about-"

"He wanted my help with his little off campus study thing," Judal interrupted.

Aladdin looked at him, a brow raised, and his head tilted. He blinked before saying, "Yeah, I mean, I know Yamraiha would help, but I could get something more unique with another Magi's help, right?"

Something about the words seemed a little off, but he decided not to press it. "That sounds like a good idea. I'll let Ja'far know that Judal is at your disposal for the time you're here."

"Thank you," Aladdin replied sincerely.

"You're welcome, Aladdin," Sinbad said, patting the shorter male on the head. "Now, if you don't mind, I need to talk to Judal in private. But you can have him all tomorrow, okay?"

The blue-haired youth nodded and smiled. "I was getting tired, anyway. Good night, Sinbad, Judal." He waved them both off before exiting the room, the king and his Magi giving their own pleasantries before the door closed behind him.

As Sinbad was turning back to Judal, the dark-haired youth was already at the table, diffing into the bag and pulling out the sweet bun.

"Is everything all right?" Sinbad asked his Magi the second time that day.

Judal looked at him, stare even as he was chewing on the dessert. He finished his bite and swallowed before answering: "Yes, Idiot King, everything is fine."

"Well, earlier-"

"Sinbad," Judal interrupted, his eyes taking a serious turn. "It is all right. I'm all right. We are all right."

Sinbad blinked, thinking the statement odd. "What?"

The Magi shook his head, not answering as he finished the bun, licking his fingers of the glaze once he was done. "Things have come up," he began, coming to stand in front of his king. "I thought I would have..." He stopped, tapping his chin.

"Let me figure this out." He graced a hand along Sinbad's cheek, wrapping his fingers around to the back of his neck, and pulling him in for a kiss. "But I should know soon."

The king felt a little hazy, the allure of his Magi strong, and the movements he was making slow and sure. "What do you mean?"

Judal hummed, his body coming so close to him, as he nuzzled the side of Sinbad's neck. "Give me some more time."

Sinbad ran a hand through his damp hair almost absent mindedly. "I told you, have all the time you need."

The Magi made another thoughtful noise, his lips grazing the flesh underneath his mouth before he was detaching himself and heading over to his dresser. "Now, did you actually have something to talk to me about, or were you just trying to save Baby Magi from your perverted intentions?"

The king laughed, watching as the youth picked through a box on the top of his dresser, that he could tell by the sounds held his jewellery. He lifted out only one piece, the garnet necklace, and as he was putting it on, Sinbad noticed the only bracelet he was wearing, a silver bangle on his left wrist that he had never seen before, and he thought of the golden one on his own arm.

"Well, there was a couple of things," he voiced as he came behind the Magi, sliding an arm around his middle. He took his hand, causing Judal to look back at him with a questioning expression, before realising that Sinbad was slipping the golden bangle onto his wrist.

"I was surprised, you know," he started, clanking the two bracelets together, moving the one slightly as it made an audible click, just like Yamraiha had said it would when he asked her before he went to his office.

"Surprised?" Judal repeated teasingly, relaxing into the body behind him as Sinbad slowly took both bracelets off.

"That you would be so eager to make sure this inventive thing of Yamraiha's works." He accented the comment with a kiss on Judal's cheek.

"Hmm," Judal said, watching Sinbad as he slid the two bangles onto his own wrist. "I have my reasons."

Sinbad pulled away some, and the Magi turned around in his arms, and he loosely draped his arms around the king's neck. "And those reasons are?"

"Again, mine," he purred before nipping at Sinbad's chin.

"Ah, nothing like the reasons with the Yekta farm, right?"

Judal scoffed. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Really? Because, you know, I did talk to Lady Fatima, she had some interesting things to say..."

The Magi let out a groan, pulling away from the king as he made his way to his bed. "And why would you be speaking to a crone like that?"

"How do you know she's a crone if you didn't know what I was talking about?"

Judal was glaring at him from where he sat on the edge of his mattress.

Sinbad just smiled, always glad when he had the upper hand on his Magi. "You know, when you mentioned that no boatmen would take you anywhere, I asked around, just out of curiosity. And you know what I found out?"

"That I wasn't lying?"

"Well, you were, but only to hide the one that took you to the Longshell island."

Judal huffed. "Not like I could do anything there."

The king laughed again, stepping closer to the bed. "Except help the farmers there?"

"One farmer," Judal corrected.

Sinbad ignored the indignant tone, taking the Magi's face in his hands. "Whatever it was, you helped them. And the Lady was very grateful to you, even impressed that you stayed for two days."

"They were feeding me."

The king kissed his nose. "Yes, yes. Nonetheless," and one more kiss to his forehead, "I'm proud of you."

"Ew," Judal commented, his hands fisting the front of Sinbad's tunic. "Don't say those things, and don't tell anyone. Especially not Freckles."

"And ruin your reputation?" He snickered. "Of course not. I'll keep your dirty, goody secret for now."

"You'd better." The Magi leaned back onto the bed, taking the king with him, and Sinbad balance himself with one hand, the other still on Judal's cheek.

"And should I not get used to it either?"

Judal hesitated before answering, "Maybe... not. We'll see."

Sinbad kissed him, the answer more than he could ever expect. Judal returned with fervour, and for a long moment, they just held onto each other, kissing and the Magi's hands wandering, before Sinbad was removing his clothes and they were adjusting to get more comfortable in the bed.

"Do I need to give back my wand?" Judal asked between kisses and nips.

"Not for now," Sinbad said, his lips going down his neck. "But I hold the right to take it back when I feel a need to."

Judal murmured when a hand glided down his side. "Fair enough." He hummed again, a hand in Sinbad's now untied hair. "And, Sinbad?"

The king looked up at his Magi, hand stopping midway to his leg dress. "Hmm?"

"You're out of Persian Delights."

I was going to end it with a smut scene, but it was late, I got tired, and it was long enough anyway. I'll probably do a smutty one shot soon. Whee.

There might be a small break before I post on this again. If I don't write something else, I'll get tired of this story and not finish it, so I'll be doing some one shots here and there. Of course I'll post them here when I do them.

Anyway, the shout-outs.

darkblackmagi. I'm glad you're still enjoying it. As I get them done, I'll be posting them, so keep an eye on my updates. Let's see, I already had an idea with the teacher/student one, so that won't be too hard, I like the Judal as prince one, but I might do more of a knight or something than butler, and the secretary one would be fun for a smutty office one shot. Thank you for the ideas!
Tacitamura. I love playing with them as friends. Judal needs someone close, you know? I know, thinking too hard is the bane of so many things moving forward. He's going to be at it for a bit, though. :) I guess so, I always think too much about my dialogue and get kind of disappointed when it doesn't come out exactly the way I want. I guess I think too much, too, haha. Yes, it is. It's Eil Malk in Palau, called Jellyfish Lake. Give it a search, it's really neat. :D
Hiddenfanfics. I giggled so much when I read your review, seeing the oh my glob tickled me something fierce. W00t, LSP. Anyway, you know Sinbad will take it well. When he's told. And Judal will be cute for a bit longer, mwahaha. All the fluff.
SunsetKitsune. Still a bit a ways away, but it will happen. :)
slifarianhawk. Thank you! ^-^
Skullera. Thank you so much for your kind words. I'm glad you're enjoying it. I've always wanted to write mpreg, but this is the first I've gotten to write, and I'm excited how well received it's been. And thank you, thank you, I try what I can with my style. And, yes, fluff! There will be lots of it, I promise. There will be some angst when I get to the main conflict, but I plan on throwing in as much loving stuff as I can. Thank you again. I hope I keep entertaining! :D