It seemed like weeks since he had last felt the wind in his hair, or seen the light of day, though it had only been one night. He would've loved to lean back, relax, and enjoy the trip, but he was busy being convinced that everyone around him wanted to kill him.

Yuki gripped the sides of the carpet harder and gulped. He looked over at Ryuichi, who was leaning over the side of the carpet squealing, and at K, who was calmly sitting down in the middle of the rug. Yuki scanned the vast expanses of desert sand all around, and looked up at the blinding sunshine. The soft light of a new dawn had been replaced by the glaring and blistering sun of day.

"WOOO!" Ryuichi yelled, waving Kuma in the air with one hand and holding on with the other. "This is great!"

"Ryuichi…" Yuki said quietly, deciding against warning him to be careful. He never listened anyway.

"Sir, please stop that." K said, grabbing Ryuichi by the back of his vest and pulling him all the way onto the carpet. "No casualties."

"Where are we going, exactly? Or have you not figured that out yet?" Yuki asked, still holding onto the carpet with a death grip.

"Don't worry. Just follow the Rug Man." K answered, completely comfortable with the fact that he had entrusted his life to a flying carpet.

"Are you kidding me?" Yuki asked, his tone incredulous.

"Calm down, Yuki-san. I'm sure something will turn up. Have some faith." K responded, patting Yuki on the head.

Yuki tried to glare at K, but the twitch in his left eye prevented it. He couldn't even see straight, let alone unleash his best glare on someone. He gave it his best shot, but it didn't exactly earn him a favored response. K smiled back and gave Yuki a little finger wave.

"You feeling OK, Yuki-san? You don't look so good." K said in response to Yuki's attempted glare. "Maybe I should give you a check-up…"

"Touch me and die." Yuki answered, scooting away from K.

"HEY! How come he gets to play on the edge?" Ryuichi asked, pointing at Yuki and making his face into a pout. "That's not fair, Yuki!"

Yuki raised an eyebrow at Ryuichi and reached for the sides of the carpet again. He was feeling a little bit off-center. One hand found a secure edge, while one did not. Yuki looked down and did a double take; he was teetering on the edge of the carpet.

With no warning, the carpet stopped short and Yuki toppled off of the back of the rug. He made a desperate grab for the edge, but failed miserably. Ryuichi screamed, and slid to the edge just in time to see Yuki fall into a palm tree.

"Ah, that's why you stopped." K said to the carpet. "You found a spot."

"Oooo! Look at all the trees!" Ryuichi exclaimed, taking in his surroundings. The carpet had discovered a small pool in a glade of palm trees and other plants.

The carpet landed by the pool and Ryuichi leapt off to go exploring. K stepped off of the carpet and went in search of Yuki. He was probably stuck in one of the trees in the area.

"Yuki-san…?" K called, looking in the canopies of the trees. "Yuki?"

"Get me out of here!" Yuki yelled, trying to extricate himself from the tree branches at the top of the short palm tree. "NOW!"

"Just hold on a sec…" K said, trotting over to where Yuki was yelling from. As K approached, Yuki started to kick his feet and flail his arms, trying to get himself loose without K's help. "Hold still Yuki-san!"

Yuki continued to kick his feet, lashing out a K. K reached up to try to pull him out of the tree, and Yuki's foot made contact. Yuki stopped squirming immediately and instead started to snicker at K. K got off of the ground, and sputtered for a few seconds, trying to pick a response. Instead, he continued to grumble and pulled out his gun. He pointed it at Yuki, who raised his eyebrows in response, and put his finger on the trigger.

"Either behave or get shot. We clear?" K asked, with his gun pointed at Yuki's head.

"Whatever." Yuki responded, not at all happy about being told to behave. Yuki continued to hold still, watching K from his forced perch.

K reached up and grabbed both of Yuki's feet, trying to pull him out of the tree. He gave a final tug, and Yuki came toppling out of the tree.

"Oomf!" K said on an exhale; Yuki was heavier than he looked. "Get…off…"

"Shut up." Yuki returned, calmly getting up and walking away from K. He brushed himself off and readjusted his clothes, making sure everything was on right. Having finished that, he ruffled up his hair and smoothed it back out.

"Wow. Someone's a prima donna." K said, laughing at Yuki from the ground. In response, Yuki glared at K and huffed off into the oasis. K got up and followed the pissy street rat.

"Question." Yuki stated matter-of-factly to K. His solution for ridding himself of all of the insanity was to ignore in completely. He swallowed, and continued his question. "What do I get out of this genie deal?"

"Well…" K answered, deciding on the best way to explain everything to Yuki without setting him off again. It couldn't be good for his long-term mental stability. He glanced over at Yuki with raised eyebrows and noted that the man's eye was no longer twitching. He made a note, and moved on with his explanation. "To put it simply, you get three wishes."

"And?" Yuki asked, not that interested in the prospect of K's wishes.

"And? AND?" K shrieked, insulted that Yuki was not awed by the opportunity.

"Jeez, chill." Yuki replied, still not interested in the wishing process. "You're as bad as Ryuichi."

"How can you not be thrilled?! You can wish for whatever you want!" K said, still insulted.

"Anything?" Yuki asked, his interest piqued. Before K had affirmed that he could indeed wish for anything, he had been worried that K would put restrictions on him. He really didn't need three guns, three flying rugs, or anything else that K would want someone to have.

"Well, within reason that is…" K answered, looking towards the sky and reviewing the rules in his head. "There are a few limitations…"

"Figures." Yuki answered, turning to walk away.

"HEY. Get your ass back here." K said, walking up to Yuki and grabbing the back of his shirt. He hauled him over a rock and plopped him down on it. "I am NOT finished with you."

"Now who has his panties in a bunch?" Yuki asked from his rock.

"Don't you dare…" K hissed. After spending a few seconds glaring at Yuki he cleared his throat and snapped his fingers. A cloud of smoke came from the snap, and when it disappeared he was holding a small scroll of paper. He unfurled it and started to trace the lines with his finger, following along with his eyes.

"Is this entirely necessary?" Yuki asked, crossing his arms and shooting K a glare.

"You want your wishes?" K asked shortly. Yuki raised his eyebrows slightly, and K took this to mean yes. He cleared his throat again and continued. "Alright then. Shut up and listen."

Yuki shifted on his rock, and sighed. Nothing was getting better. As hard as he tried to ignore his life, he couldn't ignore the idiot genie standing in front of him.

"There are three basic guidelines that the wishing process must adhere to." K read from the scroll. He added with a wink, "Although there are a few ways to bypass them…"

"Just get on with –" Yuki started to say before K pulled out his gun and aimed it at Yuki's head. Yuki sighed again and continued to listen to K. K continued to trace the lines, and rolled up the scroll.

"No need to use its wording. First things first: I can't kill anyone." K said.

"Too bad." Yuki answered semi-seriously, having thought of Ryuichi's demise.

"I can, however, make mysterious accidents happen, or set the scene just right." K said, raising his eyebrows twice and smiling. "Secondly, I can't tamper with anyone's emotions."

Yuki didn't respond to this one, and sat perfectly still on the rock. He blinked a few times, trying to rid his mind of the images of Shuichi that were popping up.

"Again, I can change your circumstances to make you more…how should I say it…appealing." K said, searching carefully for his answer. "The last rule mandates that I can't resurrect anyone."

"And what's your illegal way around that one, genius?" Yuki asked sarcastically, not having anyone in mind for the third rule.

"Technically speaking, there isn't one. I can dig someone up for you…" K replied brightly. "But that's about it."

"I'll pass."

"Good choice." K responded, looking down his nose at Yuki, who was still seated on the rock, and extending his hand. "So, are you on board?"

"Fine." Yuki answered, taking K's outstretched hand and shaking it.

"What are you going to wish for, Yuki-san?" K asked pleasantly, putting the gun back in its holster from his earlier assault on Yuki.

"I don't know yet." Yuki replied, getting up and starting to move away from K. "I'm not going to waste my three golden opportunities."

"Correction. You only have two." K replied lightly, yet with a serious tone.

"Two? You said-"

"I say a lot of things." K answered, walking up to Yuki. "Your third wish belongs to me."

"What?" Yuki asked, again glaring at K.

"You're going to use your last wish to set me free." K said, starting to reach for his gun. "There's no problem, right?"

"If you think I'm going to waste a wish on you, you're mistaken." Yuki answered, not at all happy with the sudden turn of events.

"If you don't, I'll shoot you." K responded, placing the barrel of the gun against Yuki's head. "Don't tempt me pretty boy."

"Why didn't you mention this before?" Yuki asked, trying to move away from the gun. K moved the gun with Yuki's head, never letting him get out of its sights.

"I had to get you to agree. You shook my hand, that's a binding contract." K replied, looking very pleased with himself. "But seriously, I'll blow that glaring head of yours off if you don't wish me free with your last wish. That's a promise."

"Alright, alright, just stop pointing that thing at me!" Yuki shouted, starting to look frazzled again. "Stay away from me!"

With that, Yuki stomped off into a shadier part of the oasis. K watched his retreating form and shrugged his shoulders. Once he lost sight of Yuki, he started to look for the other one. He couldn't see anyone for a while, and the oasis was deadly silent. He looked over his shoulder, sensing someone in the area, but he still didn't see anything.

"Shhh, Kuma…." Ryuichi whispered from the tree that he was seated in. He crept closer and closer to K's head, and without warning, jumped.

"Oh no you don't!" K exclaimed, whirling around and grabbing Ryuichi's falling form. "You can't ambush a genie!"

"Run Kuma! Save yourself!" Ryuichi screamed, throwing Kuma off to the side.

"And what do you think you're doing?" K asked, holding Ryuichi by the front of his shirt and dangling him a few feet above the ground.

"No! I'll never give in!" Ryuichi replied, struggling to get away from K.

"Stop moving around so much!" K said, trying to keep a hold of the flailing Ryuichi.

Ryuichi continued the fight, trying to escape the clutches of his captor. He kicked his legs, and started to twist around. Without warning, K released his shirt front. Ryuichi, being in mid-twist, flew through the air and landed in a small pond.

He landed face first in the pond and, upon landing, opened his eyes and looked around. Everything had gone blue. He tried to put words to his astonishment, but only bubbles came out. He watched the bubbles float away and stayed like that for a few seconds. After a while, the bubbles started to be very colorful, and the blue color over everything started to change. Ryuichi's eyes widened at all of the pretty colors, and he started to dance along to the music that he was now hearing in his head.

Outside of the water, the rug was watching him intently.

"Yeah, I don't know either, man." K said to the rug, watching Ryuichi sway around under the water. "I think he's drowning."

In response, the rug swooped down and pulled Ryuichi out of the water.

"No! I want the pretty colors!" Ryuichi said, sputtering and dripping wet. "Make the music come back!"

"Pretty colors had to go bye-bye." K answered, bending down to look Ryuichi in the face.

"Aww…ok…" Ryuichi answered, looking over his shoulder to the pond.

"Don't even think about it." K answered, pulling Ryuichi away from the pond and setting him in the sun to dry. "Why don't you help me find Yuki-san."

"Kuma's good at finding!" Ryuichi said, the pretty colors having been forgotten. He got up and dashed over to Kuma, and took off for the trees.

K watched the trees for a while, but there was no sign of either of the street rats. He looked over to the rug and shrugged his shoulders. He found a comfortable spot of sand and stretched out to await their return.

Ryuichi walked for a while, and then found a shady clearing. He couldn't see Yuki anywhere, but he thought he heard him talking. His voice was muffled, and sounded far off. Ryuichi started looking in the trees and behind rocks, calling out to Yuki every so often. He eventually found Yuki stretched behind a large tree, sound asleep. Ryuichi approached him quietly, and shushed Kuma as well. He crept towards Yuki slowly, watching his friend carefully; Yuki did not wake up well. As Ryuichi got closer, he stretched out his hand, planning on poking Yuki's ear and running away as quickly as possible. When he was three inches from Yuki's face, Yuki's voice interrupted him.

"No, wait. Come back…" Yuki muttered, stretching out an arm and barely missing Ryuichi. "That's not fair…"

"Yuki?" Ryuichi asked softly, not sure of what was going on. "Yuki?"

"Shhh…someone will hear you…" Yuki whispered, making the motion of putting his hand over someone's mouth. Ryuichi craned his neck, trying to see who Yuki was shushing. "No interruptions…"

"Who are you shushing, Yuki?" Ryuichi asked brightly, having backed up to study Yuki. "Should Kuma be quieter?"

"Quiet…"

"Sorry, Yuki." Ryuichi said gloomily, lifting his head to look at Yuki. He then noticed that Yuki's eyes were still closed. "Yuki! Your eyes!"

"Yeah, yeah. Everyone loves them…" Yuki answered, eyes still shut.

"OH NO! Yuki's eyes are glued shut!" Ryuichi screamed, grabbing Kuma and running back to K. "HELP!"

Ryuichi tore through the small oasis, frantically searching for K. He couldn't believe that such a horrible fate had befallen Yuki.

"K!" Ryuichi yelled when K was in his sights once more.

"Wha…what's going on? I DIDN'T SHOOT ANYONE!" K said, waving his arms and trying to stand up as fast as possible.

"You have to help Yuki!"

"Easy there, kid. What's going on?" K said, grabbing Ryuichi's shoulders. He glanced around, making sure that no one was coming to arrest him.

"YUKI'S EYES!"

"Yes. Yuki has eyes. What about them?" K asked slowly, not wanting to confuse the obviously distressed Ryuichi.

"They're glued shut!"

"Glued…shut?"K asked, confused.

"YES! He's talking to me, and stuff, but his eyes won't open!"

"Alright, let's go." K said on a sigh, imagining all of the possible situations awaiting him.

K jogged after Ryuichi back to the clearing where Yuki was still asleep. Ryuichi burst through the trees and ran over to Yuki. He started dancing in place, pointing wildly at Yuki.

"See?!" Ryuichi squealed, wanting K to be as concerned as he was.

"I see a sleeping man." K answered, staring at Ryuichi incredulously.

"But…but…" Ryuichi stammered, not understanding. "He was talking to me! Watch. Yuki!"

"Please stop talking…your voice is annoying me…" Yuki said, keeping his voice quiet. He smiled slightly, and shifted a little bit. "Stupid Shuichi…"

"NO! My name's Ryu-i-chi. Ryuichi!" Ryuichi said, completely freaked out. The name didn't register with him at all. "Now he's lost his mind!"

"Oh no." K said unconvincingly. Yuki was clearly asleep, and apparently was having an involved dream with someone named Shuichi present. "Whatever shall we do?"

"I don't know…" Ryuichi said from the ground. He had collapsed into a fit of tears over Yuki's lost mind. "He doesn't even know my name…"

"I'm sure he'll snap out of it. Just let him be." K replied, wanting to get in on the napping action. "I'll be over here. Why don't you do some creative brainstorming?"

"Alright…" Ryuichi said half-heartedly. He cast one tearful glance at Yuki and wandered off to find a good thinking spot.

Within twenty minutes, K was sound asleep and Ryuichi had returned with a wonderful idea in mind. He was armed with a stick, and had a serious look to his face. He woke up K again and they walked over to where Yuki was still sleeping peacefully.

"Here's the plan. We each get an eye. We have to pry them open, and then I have a stick that we can break in half, sharpen, and use to prop them open." Ryuichi explained, using lots of hand motions to educate K.

"Sounds good." K said, looking for any opportunity to bother Yuki. "I'll get his right eye, you get the left."

"Ok. Three, two…ONE!" Ryuichi said, grabbing Yuki's eyelid and pulling on it.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Yuki screeched, waking up to his eyes being forcefully ripped open by K and Ryuichi. They released his eyelids, and Yuki blinked a few times. When he could see again, he noticed the sharpened sticks next to Ryuichi. He shrieked and jumped up, trying to get away.

"STOP HIM!" Ryuichi yelled, convinced that this was all for Yuki's good. He ran after him and tackled him before he could get too far. "YUKI! NO!"

"Get off of me!" Yuki snarled, trying to knock Ryuichi off.

"Say my name!" Ryuichi yelled, firmly attached to Yuki's waist.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Yuki questioned indignantly, still trying to get away from Ryuichi.

"SAY IT!"

"RYUICHI, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" Yuki screeched, his voice cracking.

"Yay! Yuki's mind came back!"

"It never left you idiot!" Yuki answered, very unhappy about the situation. "What's your problem?"

"But your eyes were glued shut!" Ryuichi said, starting to tear up. "I was worried about you!"

Yuki didn't answer Ryuichi, and instead groaned and rolled over onto his stomach. He lifted his head slightly and stared at Ryuichi. He couldn't believe he was stuck with him.

K noticed the look on Yuki's face was changing from anger to hopelessness and told Ryuichi to go find pretty things with Kuma. He then walked over to Yuki and bent down.

"You alright Yuki-san?"

"My eyes were glued shut?" Yuki asked, sighing.

"Yeah. And then you lost your mind."

"Lost…my mind?" Yuki returned, trying not to understand Ryuichi's strange logic. He didn't really want to be subjected to it more than absolutely necessary.

"Affirmative. You called him Shuichi."

"What?" Yuki asked quickly, eyes widening.

"You were talking in your sleep." K answered, noting Yuki's shocked look. "Who's Shuichi?"

"No one." Yuki said, getting up from the ground and dusting himself off. "He's no one."

"Everybody's somebody, Yuki." K said wisely, nodding. "And I would say that he's definitely more than no one judging by the look on your face."

"Trust me. He's nobody."

"Right…" K said, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow. "So. On to business."

"Business?" Yuki replied, looking skeptical.

"Yes, business. Your wishes." K answered, handing Yuki the gun-shaped lamp. "As it stands, you have two, seeing as you graciously gave one to me."

"Graciously, my ass." Yuki returned, voice laden with snark. He put the lamp in his pocket for later use and crossed his arms.

"Don't start with me…" K said warningly. "What do you want to wish for?"

"I don't know yet!" Yuki said, feeling rushed. "Just give me a few minutes."

"What, your dream didn't provide you with any ideas?" K asked, winking at Yuki.

"Knock it off." Yuki returned, turning on his heel and again stalking off into the oasis.

"I'm giving you fifteen minutes, lover boy!" K shouted after him.

Yuki didn't answer K, feeling extremely wronged. He had never before been accused of talking in his sleep, and felt deeply embarrassed and violated. K would never let him live this down. He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. After a few minutes of aimless wandering, he found a nice, quiet spot and settled down. He thought back to his dream, and was very upset about having been woken up.

In the dream, Shuichi had been his genie, instead of the homicidal K. If he closed his eyes and concentrated hard enough, he could visualize most of the dream.

"You called, Master?" said Shuichi, walking over from where the lamp was nestled to where Yuki was lounging on a couch.

"I have a wish for you." Yuki said, a slight smile resting on his face. He propped himself up on one elbow and stared at Shuichi.

"Really?" Shuichi asked, smiling wide. He moved closer to Yuki, and stood in front of the couch. "What is it?"

Yuki raised his eyebrows and reached out to put an arm around Shuichi's slender waist.

"I think I'll stay over here…" Shuichi said, teasing Yuki.

"No wait…come back…" Yuki said, reaching out an arm to Shuichi. "That's not fair."

"Going to do something about it?" Shuichi questioned, eyes smiling.

Yuki got off of the couch and walked over to where Shuichi was still standing. He kissed him lightly on the forehead and grabbed his hands, leading him towards the couch.

"Yuki?" Ryuichi said, though Yuki's dreaming mind took it as Shuichi talking. "Yuki?"

"Shhh…someone will hear you." Yuki said, continuing to drag Shuichi toward the couch. "No interruptions."

Shuichi opened his mouth to say something else, and Yuki put his hand over his mouth, with an accompanying "Quiet." In the real world, Ryuichi questioned Yuki and his voice was again treated as Shuichi's.

Yuki looked Shuichi in the eyes and kissed him, putting him gently on the couch. He leaned in for another kiss and was interrupted by Ryuichi's voice in the real world.

"Yuki! Your eyes!" Ryuichi said, again considered to be the voice of Shuichi in Yuki's dream.

"Yeah, yeah. Everyone loves them…" Yuki answered, silencing Shuichi with another kiss.

He continued to kiss Shuichi and was in the process of removing his shirt when talking again interrupted him. His mind heard Ryuichi's voice and translated it into Shuichi's.

"Yuki!"

"Please stop talking…your voice is annoying me…" Yuki returned, moving off of Shuichi and rubbing his head. "Stupid Shuichi."

"You said my name!" Shuichi chirped, throwing his arms around Yuki's neck and kissing him.

"Yeah, yeah…"

"So…what about that wish?" Shuichi said suggestively, flopping back onto the couch and smiling at Yuki.

"Well…" Yuki answered, leaning down to whisper the wish into Shuichi's ear. "I want you to– "

Yuki shuddered and opened his eyes, his dream having been violently ended by Ryuichi and K wrenching his eyes open. He sighed and picked himself off of the ground. K would be getting anxious, ready for the wishing to begin. He started walking back towards K, and tried to think of something to wish for.

He reached the clearing and saw K holding a magical watch, counting down the seconds until the fifteen minutes were up.

"Ah, early." K said. "By thirty seconds. Good."

"Right…" Yuki returned.

"So, what are we wishing for today, master?" K asked, bowing his head.

"Don't call me that." Yuki spat, thinking of the dream and sighing again.

"Whatever. Wish for something." K said, staring at Yuki intently. "Now."

"I don't know what I want…" Yuki said, thinking off all of the things he'd ever wanted. He thought about money, a new house, fame, no Ryuichi…and then he saw Shuichi's face. "I…"

"He wants his Prince." Ryuichi said matter-of-factly, entering the clearing with Kuma. He walked over and handed a shiny rock to K. "Here's a pretty thing, K."

"Why thank you…" K replied, putting the rock into his pocket with a smile. "And his Prince?"

"Yeah. Shuichi, the Prince of Agrabah." Ryuichi answered, his serious face on.

"Hmmm…so Shuichi is somebody, huh?" K said, nudging Yuki with his elbow.

"Of course he is! Yuki lurves him!" Ryuichi said, all seriousness forgotten.

"Wait…Prince?" K said, stopping to think. "A dude?"

"Shut it." Yuki spat back, shooting K his best glare. "Say one more word and I'll kill you."

"Ah, Yuki loves a boy." K said, putting his hands together underneath his chin and lifting his foot up. "How cute."

Yuki's eye started to twitch, and K started to laugh. He ceased his expression of glee when he saw a vein starting to pop out of his forehead.

"Is he hot?" K said, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow in consideration.

"None of your business…" Yuki answered through gritted teeth.

"Yuki thinks so." Ryuichi answered, smiling at K.

"Ryuichi." Yuki said warningly, turning his glare on Ryuichi.

"You should wish for your Prince, Yuki!" Ryuichi said, completely ignoring Yuki's glare.

"Shut up." Yuki spat back.

"So…what's your relationship to this guy?" K asked, sitting on a tree stump and crossing his legs. "He's your lover?"

"Not exactly…" Yuki answered, trying to devise a way to escape the situation.

"Well?"

"I met him in the street one night, and we went back to my place…" Yuki said, deciding to get it over with. "We were about to…well, you know, when the guards came to arrest me."

"I, sir, am NOT a pimp." K said, standing up in indignation. "You can go fornicate on your own time!"

For response, Yuki sputtered and stared at K in disbelief.

"It's not like that!" Yuki returned.

"See? Shouldn't he wish for the Prince?" Ryuichi chimed in, oblivious to the mood.

""Technically, I can't do that, even if I wanted to." K answered. "Remember the rules? I can change the setting and make your prettier, however. Your personality is the only problem…"

"Hmph. He didn't seem to mind…" Yuki said.

"Well, then his head is obviously screwed on wrong." K replied, shaking his head. "Alright, let's move past the fact that the one with the wishes is a raging pervert."

"Hey!" Yuki said, making a move to slap K.

"Don't even think about it." K said on a sideways glance, aiming his gun at Yuki's head. "What's your first wish? And try to keep the mouse it it's house, alright?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Yuki said, narrowing his eyes. Ryuichi stood on the sidelines, watching intently with Kuma and the rug, who had been having a nice afternoon flight around the oasis.

"Keep it in your pants for the time being, captain." K responded. "And the wish?"

"I…you…" Yuki stammered, trying to think of a response. Words, however, failed him. Instead, he sighed and faced K with a defeated glance. "Alright, alright. I wish for money, I guess…"

"NO! You should wish to be a Prince, Yuki!" Ryuichi said, having a stroke of brilliance. "Then you can have your Prince, fair and square!"

"No, Ryuichi. I don't want to be like him, he's miserable." Yuki said, turning to K. "I wish to be rich. There, happy?"

"Yeah, yeah." K said, rolling up his sleeves to perform the wish. Before he could start, Ryuichi ran up and whispered in his ear.

"Hey…make him a prince instead…it'll be more fun!"

"Alright. Sounds good." K said. He continued to roll up his sleeves, and a serious look overtook his face. He shushed everyone, and the drama deepened. With a flourish, he snapped his fingers and clouds of smoke obscured the small clearing. "Showtime."


Hey everyone! Merry Christmas a few weeks late! And Happy New Year! So much for finishing this prior to January…oops. Anyway, here's a nice eighteen page update for you. I hope you enjoyed it. I also sincerely hope that everyone had a delightful holiday season, I know I sure did. Caspian sends his love, whatever that means for him. Anyway, it's two thirty in the morning and I'm rambling. Note: don't watch The Producers this late…you will have strange dreams. See you on the next update and thanks for all of the reviews, they keep me going.

-Amaya