Summary: All he wanted was a romantic getaway with his girlfriend. Leave it to her best friend to invite herself along. Stuck feeling like a third wheel on his vacation, they come across a weird antique shop. Who would have thought the tea kettle they bought would turn out to be a lamp?

Disclaimer: I do not own The Seven Deadly Sins. I'm merely borrowing the characters and having some fun with them.

A Genie Named King

This sucks, was all he could think as he trailed behind his lovely girlfriend and her best friend.

Not that he was going to complain about the view.

He rather enjoyed the short skirts that she wore. Today's was a navy blue color she paired with a pink crop top. Admittedly he had suggested shorter skirts once (mostly joking) and her, being who she is, decided to give them a try. She's a sweetheart like that. She seemed to like them just fine though and he wasn't going to pitch a fit about her change in style.

This girl had long creamy legs leading up to a tight ass, a nice perky rack, flowing silver hair and a beautiful face. Not to mention a soul like none other; his girlfriend was the total package. He had planned this little weekend getaway to the coast in hopes to take their relationship to the next level.

Not that he would pressure her into anything she wasn't ready for though.

Then she just had to overhear me asking her, he thought scornfully as he narrowed his eyes at the brunette walking alongside his girl. She wore her long dark brown hair in two high pigtails and a simple orange sundress.

He really couldn't be that upset with her though. She was the reason he had met his silver haired beauty after all, though he will deny it every time. The two girls were (still are) best friends and the brunette was a friend of his from class who used to have a crush on him.

He met the brunette back in her first year of college. Upon realizing her feelings were one-sided, she pushed them aside and they became fast friends. She easily fit in with his group in the law enforcement department. Deciding that he needed to be with somebody, she took it upon herself to set him up.

He would always thank her (not out loud of course) for demanding he meet a friend of hers from art class (what was the brunette even doing taking art?) for coffee one day. He was mesmerized by her the moment he first saw her. She was sitting at an outside table, cautiously sipping her drink as she turned another page in her book. As smooth as he normally is he tripped as soon as he reached her.

His hands got a handful of her rather large breasts as he tried to stop himself from falling.

He gave them a squeeze without realizing and her face lit up in the most delicious blush he had ever seen. She started sputtering her apologizes for him tripping on her bag (not that he had noticed that was what it was). He decided right there and then as he laughed and she continued apologizing:

He was keeping her.

Seven months later and here they are. On a romantic getaway… with her best friend.

"Meliodas!" A sweet voice rang out bringing him back from his thoughts. His eyes focused on the silver beauty in front of him. The grin that spread across his face couldn't have been stopped even if he wanted it to.

"Yeah, Elizabeth?" He asked curiously as he came to stop beside the girls.

"Diane wanted to take a look in here. Mind if we make one more stop before lunch?" She inquired kindly with a gentle smile. His eyes fell on Diane and saw that the brunette was absolutely giddy.

Who was he to stop their fun?

"Sure thing!" He chirped happily. He wasn't one to sulk (very long) about things he couldn't change. He preferred to live in the moment. Glancing up at the sign as the girls squealed in joy and rushed in, he paused.

The sign read, Fairy Antiques

Well that's an interesting name for an antique store, Meliodas thought curiously as he went to join the girls, his hands sliding slowly into the pockets of his cargo shorts.

The store was gloomy compared to the bright day outside, and it took his eyes awhile to adjust. There were numerous trinkets and interesting items all over the store that all of it seemed a bit too random to him. Meliodas supposed they could be considered fairy related.

Fairies, after all, weren't real. So pretty much anything goes, right?

Practically anything could do with fairies if you thought about it like that. His green eyes roamed lazily over the items as he idly searched for the girls. They weren't in much of a hurry to get anywhere; so he figured he could take his time looking.

"Meliodas!" Diane's loud voice bellowed through the quiet shop causing him an involuntary cringe.

He swears she had to have been a giantess in a past life.

For many more reasons than just blowing out his eardrums, it did seem that at times she had inhuman strength. Not that he would ever admit that, of course. He followed her voice and found the two of them talking excitedly as they hunched over something.

"Whatcha looking at?" He queried, coming to a stop behind them.

"We found this amazing tea kettle!" Elizabeth explained eagerly, her eyes blazing with delight as she gave him a happy smile. "Look at this detail! I've never seen anything like it before!" She continued to gush over the item in Diane's hands.

"That's a tea kettle? Looks like a weird lamp thing to me," Meliodas deadpanned, not overly impressed.

"It's totally a tea kettle!" Diane insisted, sticking her tongue out at him. She pulled up the lid and showed him the inside, and by showing him the inside... he means she shoved the damn thing in his face. "See! The lid comes off and everything!"

"Hey!" A voice hollered and the group of three looked up to find a tall man with white hair and a long red trench coat, showcasing the man's abs, scowling at them. "Don't touch it unless you're gonna buy it!" He growled with a gruff voice.

Meliodas raised an eyebrow at the man curiously. Who put a stick up his butt? How can he honestly expect no one to touch anything? This is a store after all. Not like the thing was in a glass case or had a sign that said 'Do Not Touch' on it.

"Can't you read?" He asked raising his own eyebrow as if to challenge Meliodas. All three sets of eyes transferred over to find that there was indeed a sign that read, 'Do Not Touch' on it.

Huh, go figure. He still stood by the glass case statement though, that's the sure-fire way to keep people from touching stuff. He crossed his arms stubbornly and took a peak closer at the 'tea kettles' (still no way it's a tea kettle) resting place and found that it had, actually, been in a case.

Well, never mind then.

He shot a glare at Diane and she just shrugged sheepishly as Elizabeth stuttered out an apology, "S-Sorry sir!"

"Sir?" The man blinked and then belted out a laugh, catching the three off guard. "Damn, no one has called me that in ages!"

Ages? How old is this guy? Meliodas pondered with interest.

"Sorry about that," the guy apologized as he attempted to reign in his composure. "Just reminded me of someone I used to know," he trailed off and then eyed them all curiously. "In fact, you all kinda do…"

"Stop being so creepy!" Diane demanded as she shivered. "I warn you! I know Taekwondo!"

The man blinked slowly again before a shit-eating grin spread across his face. "Now you definitely do! Have to say she was a lot taller though…" he trailed off again as an odd look passed through his face before he continued speaking. "Anyway, you should probably put that back," he gestured to the tea kettle.

"Why?" Diane countered, holding it snug to her chest. She seemed to have taken quite a liking to the odd trinket.

"I toldja already! Don't touch unless you're gonna buy it!" He frowned at her as he crossed his arms over his chest with narrowed eyes.

Diane stared longingly at the object she hugged to her bosom. Then she looked determinedly at the merchant, "Fine!"

His eyes went wide in shock. "Fine?" He asked baffled, jaw slightly agape.

"Fine." She repeated as Meliodas and Elizabeth watched the exchange, eyes going back and forth between the two. Their eyes then settled on each other.

Elizabeth's brows pulled into a worried state so Meliodas gave her a reassuring grin. "Nothing to worry about," he told her confidently.

Even though this guy is weird, I don't think he means any harm. Can't explain it. He thought warily. It's not like him to be so relaxed around a complete stranger.

Almost felt like he knew the guy.

Meliodas quickly shook his head to get rid of the thought. That's ridiculous! I've never seen him before! Noticing that the owner and Diane were having a staring contest, he chuckled. "How about you just buy that thing so we can get some lunch, huh?"

The white haired man straightened as he eyed them warily. "Fine, buy the damn thing," he grumbled. "Just," he paused and then sighed. "Yea… Shouldja have any troubles with it... you just call me, alright?" He said lazily but with solid intent swimming in his eyes. Meliodas could tell he meant what he said, though his body language said otherwise as he ran a hand through his white locks.

Diane nodded her head eagerly, squeezing the item to her chest. "What is it exactly?" she asked the man as she followed him back to the counter.

"It's a lamp," he said looking over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. "Can't ya tell?"

"I knew that," she grumbled as she avoided Meliodas' smug smile while Elizabeth giggled.

"Alright girlie, this is a real old piece. So be careful with it, alright?" He cautioned, an odd look passing through his eyes, much like it did earlier when they'd given him a dose of deja vu. "If some sorta horrible calamity comes spilling outta that hunka junk... just gimmie a call." A sly grin grew onto his face like this was the greatest prank he'd ever pulled and continued, "I'll help ya with a little pest control…"

Elizabeth tilted her head thoughtfully as Meliodas rolled his eyes. This guy may be a nut job. Diane just scoffed. "What do you think is going to happen?" She prodded.

"Nothing," he assured. The grin on his face grew into what could only be described as fox-like. "But if it does," he practically purred. "Call me at this number, the name is Ban," he said as he handed each of them a card.

The card was mostly white. The only thing standing out was the name of the store on one side with a number. Meliodas flipped it over and at first it appeared to simply be blank, but when he was about to flip it back over, he saw an odd glint of something. If the light hit the card the right way, a picture of a fox appeared.

Weird calling card. Meliodas thought as he slipped it into his back pocket. Gotta say it fits the man though.

The smile on this guy seemed to be a permanent installment as he leaned back on the wall behind the counter and drawled, "That's gonna be 150 fifty bucks…"

"WHAT!?" Diane gaped.

Ban shook his head with that damnedable grin, "What didja expect? This is an antique, you want cheap stuff, then go wander across the street to Weird Fang's Thrift Shop. They got all sorts of shit there for cheap."

"Well, wait a minute…" All eyes fell on Meliodas who took the lamp from Diane, ignoring the glare she passed his way. "Look here," he pointed to the small sticker on the bottom of the lamp. "Looks like it's been marked down to thirty dollars."

Ban's grin curled down some as he thought out loud, "Oh yea… forgot that I was tired of lookin at the damn thing."

Diane smiled like she'd just outwitted a fox as she snatched back the lamp. Money was exchanged, and the odd shop owner seemed content again as he handed her a receipt, purring, "No refunds, little lady…"

"Thank you so much for your help Sir, er I mean Sir Ban, uh! Mr. Ban!" Elizabeth stumbled out, trying to be as polite as possible. "My name is Elizabeth. This is Diane and my boyfriend, Meliodas."

Diane slapped her face (hard) at Elizabeth so openly giving their names to a complete stranger. Meliodas shook his head but couldn't stop the fond smile from developing on his lips. His girlfriend was a weird one alright.

But he wouldn't change her for the world.

Ban busted out laughing at Elizabeth's introduction, like she'd just told him the funniest joke he had ever heard. The girls exchanged nervous glances while Meliodas just studied the man. Why was he getting the sudden urge to laugh with him?

Elizabeth's hand found his and she gently tugged him along with her to the door. Diane was already waiting. She opened it and Ban's laughter immediately stopped upon hearing the bell.

"Don't forget to call," he said solemnly like a flip switched off his happy attitude and replaced it with an ominous one. Diane and Elizabeth visibly shivered as they nodded their heads vigorously.

Diane was bolting out the door without another thought, and Elizabeth was quick to follow. Meliodas just stared at the white haired man as he stared back, blankly.

After a few tense moments the blonde man cracked a grin. Ban's eyes widened just a fraction before his own lips worked their way into a knowing smirk. Meliodas raised an eyebrow and Ban only offered one last wave before Meliodas was dragged out of the shop by his girlfriend.

They walked a few blocks before Meliodas decided to break the silence. "Well, that was an experience," he declared cheerfully throwing his hands behind his head.

"Yeah, a creepy one!" Diane dismissed immediately, "he was so weird!"

"Na, just interesting," Meliodas shrugged. There was something about that guy. He just couldn't figure out what.

"He sure was insistent about us calling him if something happened with the lamp," Elizabeth thought aloud, easily defusing a would-be argument without even trying.

"I wonder what's so special about it?" Diane pondered out loud as she studied her new toy. "I really felt drawn to it for some reason," she mumbled more to herself than to her friends.

Meliodas eyed her thoughtfully. Seemed he wasn't the only one that was getting weird feelings in that shop. He'd have to ask Elizabeth what she thought about it later. Right now, he was hungry.

"I can't wait to get into the room and polish this!" Diane exclaimed as she bounced up and down in the elevator. Elizabeth giggled at her antics.

Their lunch had been casual. Conversation flowing easy between the three as it always did. The lamp and the shop were forgotten for a while in favor of stuffing their faces with food (and drink). The effects showed easily as Diane continued dancing around the small floor of the elevator.

"Yes, yes Diane. I'm sure it will look wonderful once it gets cleaned it up a bit!" Elizabeth said with an excited gleam in her eye, a light blush dancing across her cheeks from the ale. She really was a sucker for anything remotely artsy.

Unlike himself.

He couldn't give two shits about the musty lamp. He was much more interested in the odd shop owner, Ban. Meliodas still couldn't place why the guy seemed so familiar. Usually a few drinks helped him clear his head and allowed him to think better. No such luck this time.

"Yay!" Diane squealed as soon as the elevator door opened. She peeled out of it to their shared room. Lucky they had a pull out couch since there was only one bed.

...What?

He said he had planned on this being a romantic getaway. A trip for two. Emphasis on the two. Yet there Elizabeth was, chasing after her friend instead of him; an excited giggle bubbling past her lips. He shook his head and just followed, quietly.

Those two really needed to work on their tolerance levels. Or maybe just, not drink quite so much.

He laughed at the thought of some poor soul trying to tell Diane to slow down. Diane herself really had no problem with her drinks. She drank two (almost three) to Elizabeth's one, she just didn't care for stopping until she wanted to. Anyone who told her otherwise be damned.

Her future boyfriend had no idea what he was in for with her.

Pushing the door open and walking into the room, Meliodas found Elizabeth bouncing up and down eagerly on the couch. "Hurry Diane!" She called out.

"Got it!" Diane answered as she came out of the bathroom with a towel. "Let's shine this puppy up!" She yelled excitedly, plopping down on the couch next to Elizabeth and causing the giggling silverette to momentarily fall onto her shoulder.

"Yes!" Elizabeth cheered, leaning as close as she could to the lamp as Diane began to rub, er, polish it. They 'ohhed' and 'ahhed' as a beautiful gold was quickly revealed. Meliodas observed from his spot by the coffee table, debating whether to turn on the tv or not when he noticed it.

Smoke?

It was coming out of the spout of the lamp! "Get away from that thing!" He demanded as he stormed over to the two girls. They looked at him with dumbfounded expressions. Meliodas quickly snatched the thing out of Diane's hands as more smoke billowed out. "Quick! Get out of the room!" Meliodas told them as he attempted to make a break for the window. Why aren't the damn smoke alarms going off? He thought angrily.

"There will be no need for that," a voice answered confidently.

"Who's there!" Meliodas demanded, his voice leaving no room for argument.

"Calm down," the voice responded lazily. "You can call me King if you must call me something," the voice sighed out sounding almost, bored?

"What?" Diane's whisper broke through the haze.

"Can you do something about all this smoke?" Elizabeth's innocent question hung in the air.

"Oh, yeah," the voice answered and Meliodas could just barely make an outline of a humanoid figure floating in the air. He watched it flick its wrist and the smoke simply disappeared.

There, floating above the coffee table was a young man. He had light brown hair and amber colored eyes while wearing a long blue buttoned up sweatshirt complete with yellow hood. He lounged back on a floating black and green pillow.

Floating.

"What the fuck?" Meliodas swore. The man on the pillow yawned.

He fucking yawned.

Who the hell yawns at people? Who the hell is this guy? Meliodas scowled at the stranger in their hotel room. Could this day get any weirder?

"Couldn't you have let me sleep a little longer?" The man complained shutting his eyes as he stretched his arms above his head. "I was having such a nice dream."

"What?" Diane repeated her early question, her mouth agape as she watched the now sleeping man. Is that the only word she knows?

"I told you guys to get out of here," Meliodas urged. "We have no idea what this guy wants," he whispered lowly. Elizabeth and Diane just stared at him with wide eyes.

"I don't think-" Elizabeth started, returning her gaze to the stranger still floating above the coffee table.

"Elizabeth," Meliodas pleaded. "Go."

"I assure you I mean no harm," King commented, floating closer to the women. They screamed and jumped together holding each other close. Seeing their vulnerable position struck a chord in Meliodas and he sprung into action. Snatching the man off his pillow by his orange hood, he held him inches from his face, glaring menacingly.

"What do you think you're doing?" He growled at the man, King's eyes widened and his face went pale.

"N-n-nothing!" He insisted as he began to frantically wave his arms in between their faces. "I just wanted them to see I mean no harm!" He cried out desperately. The guy actually began to sweat nervously, "s-s-see!" He explained forcing something under Meliodas' nose.

Without meaning to, he took a sniff, "Flowers?" He asked confused (thank goodness it wasn't arsenic!). King nodded his head frantically.

"Aw, how sweet!" Diane cooed as she untangled herself from Elizabeth. She reached for the flower, her hand accidentally brushing against King's in the process.

The man's eyes widened and his eyes snap to Diane's, a blush working up his neck all the way up to his ears. Diane's expression was much the same. "H-H-Here!" he stuttered out, attempting to give Diane the now crumbled flowers (the ones he'd been waving around seconds ago), a bashful smile on his face.

"T-Thank you," Diane smiled sweetly. She brought the flowers to her nose and inhaled. "Wow! These smell wonderful!" She praised.

King's smile grew into a slightly more confident one. "I picked them m-myself, from my forest," he explained, a nervous tinge still in his voice.

"Amazing!" Diane exclaimed, "you have your own forest?" She questioned curiously causing King to flush at her praise.

Seeing he meant no harm, Meliodas let the man fall to the floor. In King's embarrassed state, he crashed down with a loud thud. Huh, he thought, actually thought he would've just floated. Meliodas raised an eyebrow at the curious floating/not floating man.

"Hey!" Diane yelled at him, "that wasn't very nice!" She bent down to the ground next to the stranger as she glared at Meliodas-who merely shrugged. Not like he meant to do that. "Are you okay?" She asked sweetly placing a hand on his arm in an attempt to help him up.

The poor guy seemed to be choking on his tongue (is that even possible?). Has he never talked to a girl before? Noticing the sweat pouring out of him and his red face, Meliodas decided to go with, no; in fact it was entirely possible he'd never even seen one before with the way he was acting. That or Diane just made him nervous. He snorted at the thought.

Then grinned mischievously.

This was a perfect excuse to get a little alone time with Elizabeth. He wondered if he could get Diane and King to leave the room. He glanced over at the two still sitting on the ground avoiding eye contact at all cost with matching red on their cheeks. Maybe it would be easier to just leave them here.

Wonder if they would notice if we just got up and left...

Deciding to give it a try, he reached slowly for Elizabeth's hand. She had a small smile on her face as she watched her best friend and the man interact. Meliodas tugged her gently off the couch, making a beeline for the door. Then a chivalrous thought stopped him.

Shit.

"Where the hell did you come from, anyway?" Meliodas asked. As bad as he wanted to spend some time with Elizabeth alone, he couldn't just leave Diane with a complete stranger. Not without asking a few questions first at least.

Seeming to snap out of the flustered state he was in, King's gaze settled on the other man in the room. "The lamp. Where else?" He rose a brow and Meliodas resisted a sudden powerful urge to flick the guy's forehead.

"So what are you then? A genie?" Meliodas half joked, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Well, I suppose?" King stated placing a finger to his chin in thought. He seemed either unsure himself or of Meliodas' tone. He was back floating on his pillow now and Diane stood next to him.

"Huh," Meliodas deadpanned and decided not to comment on the uncertainty of King's answer.

"Oh wow!" Elizabeth exclaimed eyes taking on an ecstatic gleam. "You're a genie?!" She shrieked practically wiggling in anticipation of his answer.

King nodded slowly, hesitant at her sudden enthusiasm.

"No way! A real genie! Can you believe it Meliodas?" She interrogated eagerly. "Ah I have so many questions!" She gushed taking a step to the suddenly nervous looking man.

"Eh, that can wait," he insisted as he pulled Elizabeth to the door. "See you two later!"

"What?!" Three voices cried out causing Meliodas to flinch at the high volume.

"Meliodas!" Elizabeth attempted to scold him. "We can't just leave them," she chided as she placed her hands on her hips. "Plus, I wanna talk to him too!"

"Why not? He isn't going to hurt her. You've seen them interact. I'd be surprised if they even said a word while we were gone. Plus, he's a genie. He can't just hurt someone unless his master wishes it right?" Meliodas explained what, to him, was obvious. "You can ask your questions when we get back," he added for good measure.

"Well I guess that's true..." She trailed off thoughtfully. Meliodas smiled in triumph.

"Elizabeth!" Diane squealed exasperated.

Meliodas interjected before his girlfriend had a chance to respond. "You'll be fine! We're just going to go have a romantic dinner!" He assured her, looking over at King, he supposed he was assuring the genie too. "Maybe find a place to make out for a while," he quickly changed his tune, darting his gaze to Elizabeth. All occupants of the room besides himself blushed at his words.

And with that he tugged Elizabeth out of the room as she waved one last goodbye.

"But we just ate!" Diane tried in vain even as he shut the door.

That vaguely reminded him of the shop they stopped at before they ate. Huh, he supposed he would have to call Ban at some point. Someone did come out of the lamp afterall. Which brings up a whole nother conversation that will need to be had with the quirky shop owner.

Glancing over to his girlfriend as he led her down the hall, she smiled gently at him. Her cheeks still a bit pink from his earlier comment. Yeah. Both those conversations can wait. He thought to himself. Elizabeth squeezed his hand and he grinned widely.

He'd have to thank that guy when he got back to the room. He never would have gotten any alone time with Elizabeth without a distraction for Diane. Who better to entertain her than an innocent looking man that popped out of a tea kettle, er lamp? He chuckled.

Right, not a man.

A genie named King.

A/N: And there it is peeps! My very first one-shot! Have to say I'm pretty proud of it! :) As you can tell I left some things, mmm, let's say open, so that there is a possibility I could continue this. I think it stands quite well on it's own but I really do luv it and may expand more on it in the future. Especially if you guys like it! ;) My other story, Destiny, will take top priority though just so ya know.

HUGE SHOUT OUT to my dear Lick! (a.k.a. Seriphia) She was kind enough to look over this and help me with editing! Not to mention I did get this whole idea from her SDS story… no spoilers for anyone who hasn't read that yet. BUT if you have, you know what part I'm talking about ;) She also did that cover art for me! Cause ya know.. I was going to.. and then.. I forgot.. ;) I lick you Lick. I lick you long time XD

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