Chapter eighteen
Time for some romance, or not...
Alibaba sunk back into the comfortable couch he and Sharrkan owned. This night was supposed to be about him and Morgiana, like a date, perhaps ending with a more passionate kiss then usual. But as naive as she was, she had invited Aladdin, who had brought Rumuru along on the count that she was alone at home as well, and must have been as bored as them. Not that he minded their company, they were fun, but for the romantic evening he had planned they were bothersome.
''You're aren't going to hit him that hard, right?'' he heard Rumuru ask, who was probably calling with Hinahoho. ''Before you do, at least ask permission from his brother. He's the one who has to take care of him when you two do some damage.'' she added, after Hinahoho had replied. 'Please call about Aladdin, please don't let my brother have done something stupid.' Alibaba prayed, but to his dismay, she handed the phone to him.
''What did he do?'' he asked. Hinahoho replied almost instantly. ''Well, he is supposed to do something, but doesn't want to, because it's too selfish according to him. Masrur and I think we should whack some sense into him.'' Alibaba was surprised for a second, that did not sound like Sharrkan at all. ''Instead of hitting, can't you try and talk some sense into him, using simple words.'' he offered.
''Have you ever tried talking sense into him?'' Hinahoho asked. ''I'm his brother, of course I have.'' Alibaba said. ''And did you succeed?'' ''Try to aim for his head when you whack sense into him, least chance of doing serious damage there.'' Alibaba said, before handing the phone back to Rumuru. ''I still think this is a stupid idea.'' she told her husband, before hanging up.
''Something going on?'' Morgiana's soft voice asked. ''It appears that nii-san is trying to use his brains rather then his guts.'' Alibaba told her. ''Too bad, because his guts work better.'' Rumuru said. Morgiana gave them a weird look, not exactly understanding what this was about. ''I think he should ask miss Yam out already. She has the fluffiest bossom, and he obviously is into her. You don't need brains to ask a girl that pretty out.'' they heard Aladdin say.
He gained some weird looks from the others, before asking, ''Did I say something wrong?'' ''You're the tiniest pervert I ever encountered, aside from Miss Pisti.'' Rumuru told him, as Alibaba said, ''Nii-san isn't in love with Yamuraiha. He likes...'' ''Ohhhh.'' he and Rumuru added, as they realised why they were going to knock sense into Sharrkan.
''Let's not talk about them, they can sort it out when they come back. My big brother said camp is a lot of fun, so we should have fun too.'' Aladdin said, and Morgiana nodded. ''Let's watch the movie.'' she added, pointing to the dvd on the table. But before Alibaba could reply, her phone ran. ''Mr. Ja'far?'' she asked as she picked up the device, and Rumuru and Alibaba looked at her, wondering why Ja'far called.
''Put him on speaker.'' Alibaba whispered, and she pressed the speaker button. ''I heard that, Alibaba. I suppose you two are hanging together? How is life there?'' Ja'far asked, as they heard the noise of someone being strangled in the background, or something like that. ''Yup, with me and Miss Rumuru!'' Aladdin cheered. ''Ah good, good. Rumuru, Mor, your husband and brother just ambushed Sharrkan. Not that we're that concerned or anything, but did they have a particular reason for this attack?'' Ja'far asked.
'You.' Nearly all of them save for Aladdin thought, but no one would tell Ja'far that. ''It's probably nothing.'' Alibaba said, as he heard his brother scream for mercy in the background. ''Okay, if you say so.'' Ja'far replied. It didn't sound convincing if you asked him, but then he shrugged his shoulders. ''We're heading out for another fieldtrip pretty soon, hopefully one less disastrous then yesterday.'' he added, before telling them goodbye and hanging up.
He headed over to Masrur and Hinahoho, before saying, ''I don't know what he did, but please don't kill him yet.'' making the large men stop their ambush. ''Don't kill me generally!'' Sharrkan yelled, ''We weren't going to kill you, just knock some sense into you.'' Hinahoho replied. ''Might as well kill him, you're more likely to succeed.'' they heard Judal sneer, and Sinbad watched with amusement, as Yunan seemed concerned.
''You lot sure are too much alive in the morning. Shut up, or things become less lively very fast.'' they heard someone grouch. They turned to see a very grumpy Pisti, probably with a hangover. ''I don't mind being around horny teenagers, with their sick love drama's, but this is too loud!'' she told them, before yelping ouch, and massaging her head.
''Isn't she lovely?'' Sinbad whispered as a joke, but Ja'far just flicked his forehead. Pisti was setting a wrong example, she could get in trouble for this. ''We'll leave Miss Pisti here for today, as we go out. Someone of the inn offered to chaperone instead.'' principal Ugo explained, as two other inn workers guided the tiny teacher to her bed. ''Will that really do? Is that the safest way?'' Yamuraiha wondered out loud. ''She'll be fine.'' Ugo replied. ''I didn't mean her well-being, I meant the inn.'' Yamuraiha said. ''Let's pretend it will be.'' Sinbad said, before they headed to the bus.
Meanwhile, back home, Alibaba had finally put on the movie, but wasn't satisfied with the seating arrangements at all. Aladdin was cool and all, but did he have to sit inbetween Mor and him? And Mor really needed to sit next to Rumuru? That lady was kind, but also made it impossible for him to flirt and kiss with Mor now.
''I kind of miss my husband.'' Rumuru said, and the teens nodded. They missed their brothers as well. ''It's not like they won't return. None of them had gotten lost yet, right?'' Aladdin asked. ''Actually, they did. Masrur texted that Sinbad and Ja'far had gotten lost.'' Morgiana replied. Alibaba sweatdropped, he did expect this from the king, and okay, perhaps his brother as well, but not Ja'far. ''Oh, I heard that too. Sharrkan ended up chasing them, and Miss Pisti threw a fit. Seeing it was their first day, I can only wonder what will happen next.'' Rumuru added. Alibaba smacked his forehead, 'Nii-san. Hopefully the rest of camp will go more smoothly, and hopefully, I can use my smooth moves on Mor-san.' he thought.
''Today, we were going to go to an amusement park, but that was Miss Pisti's idea, and she'd be devastated if she couldn't join us. So instead, we're here at this museum. There is a quiz you'll need to fill in, and you can work in pairs. As an exception, you are allowed to work with someone out of your team, but please take into consideration that you and your partner both have responsibilities. When you're done, please remain in the museum. Don't wander around, we can't have another 'adventure' like that.'' Ugo said, as he eyed Sinbad and Ja'far.
''Okay, now that things are clear, you've got three hours. You can divide into pairs, then pick up your form, and get on with your assignments.'' Ugo added, as everyone seemed excited. Sinbad instantly turned to Judal, who seemed okay with that. Both Sharrkan and Yunan turned to Ja'far, but he had already made his way towards Masrur. ''Would you mind working together?'' he asked.
Masrur nodded, before they got their sheet from Ugo, and walked off, Ja'far reading the first question out loud. Yunan pouted, before turning to Sharrkan. ''Do you mind-'' ''Yes, I do. There is no way I'm going to do this with you.'' Sharrkan said. Yunan pouted, before he said, ''I'm smart you know. You'd be free within an hour and ready to tag along with your friends. Perhaps even earlier, if we do co-operate.''
''That goes the other way around as well. And with your creepy crush on him, I'm not going to allow that.'' Sharrkan said, crossing his arms. ''Aren't you ever so protective? I actually planned to use some time to send some photo's to my little brother. But alright, I'll team up with someone else, be finished early, and then spend some time with the little cutie.'' Yunan said with a smile. ''You. Are. Awful.'' Sharrkan said, before fetching them a sheet, and following Yunan to the museum. The blond just grinned.
''That was corny.'' Rumuru said. The movie had finished, and she didn't mind romantic stuff, she and Hinahoho watched plenty, but this.. this was just too sweet. Morgiana nodded, the idea had come across, but real romance wasn't like that, at all. Or so she hoped. ''Alibaba-kun, romance isn't just kissing and all that stuff right? There has got to be more to it.'' she said. ''Yes, there is. In the beginning, there is always the honeymoon phase. Kisses, cuddles, and impressing eachother. Then you have arguments, and most people don't like it, but there are two people, and therefore, two different opinions. It's all good, and you'll make up, eventually.'' Rumuru said.
''That sounds like the relationship I want with Alibaba-kun.'' Morgiana said, smiling at her boyfriend. ''Huh, you're dating Alibaba, that's amazing!'' Aladdin said, before asking, ''Aren't we interupting then?'' ''Not at all.'' Morgiana replied, as Alibaba said, ''A bit, but that's okay. We're still friends, and we're going to have more dates then just this.'' Morgiana blinked a few times, ''This was supposed to be a date?'' she asked, god she sounded so cute. Alibaba just blushed in response as he nodded.
''And that was the last question. Wow, that was surprisingly easy.'' Ja'far said, as he and Masrur had solved the worksheet. Masrur nodded, as they looked over the answers. ''What happened yesterday?'' he asked, a story always had two sides, and he hadn't heard Ja'far's yet. ''Sinbad got in the wrong train, and I tried to pull him out. It was a bit stressfull, but hey, at least we were together, and we did see some culture.'' Ja'far said fondly.
''Can I ask you for advice?'' he added, knowing Masrur's answer beforehand. Nevertheless, Masrur nodded to reassure Ja'far. ''I'm going to tell him about you know. But I have my concerns. It's no longer that I think that it won't work out, but I'll lose something precious when I do. Should I really give up on something I want, because there are so many possible consequences.'' Ja'far said, trying to keep it as cryptic as possible.
Masrur shook his head, not sure how to react. He didn't like using many words, he didn't mind that Ja'far told him about the troubles, but wasn't sure how to solve them either. Then again, he couldn't discuss this with Sharrkan either. ''Do you still want it?'' he asked. ''Yes, more then life itself. I have obsessed over it for soooo long, and if I don't do it, then it would be a waste, because I will never know how it would work out.'' Ja'far replied. ''That's your answer.'' Masrur said, but Ja'far still seemed torn.
''There, all done!'' Sinbad cheered. ''We haven't even filled in half of them, and I'm willing to bet that half of those we did fill in are wrong.'' Judal said, but Sinbad didn't listen. ''We didn't get to hang out yesterday, I feel like we should do that today instead.'' he told Judal, with a pout. Judal rolled his eyes. Who pouted that childishly at their age? ''It was your mistake to get lost in the first place, you know. You are probably the reason why Ja'far and you got lost.''
''Maybe..'' Sinbad replied sheepishly, playing with his fingers. ''That's a yes. Admittedly, I was surprised that Sharrkan managed to help you two out, rather then making things worse. He probably wanted to impress his boyfriend with an heroic action.'' Judal snorted. ''Actually, they aren't attracted to each other, at all. I think what they claimed about being just friends, is true.'' Sinbad said.
''I still don't get it, Sharrkan should adore Miss Yam's boobies.'' Aladdin said, after a while. They were playing a board game, and the young genius had been truly puzzled. ''They are pretty.'' Alibaba said, gaining a smack from both Morgiana and Rumuru. He couldn't figure out which one hurt more. ''They aren't that pretty...'' he squawked, before gaining two more smacks. ''They suit her very well.'' Rumuru said, and Morgiana nodded.
''Exactly. Who could draw your brothers attention away from those perky boobies?'' Aladdin asked. ''Perhaps Sharrkan doesn't care as much about them'' Morgiana explained, and Alibaba nodded, ''He doesn't seem to be into them at all.'' A glare from Morgiana made him hold his hands in front of him, as he stated, ''Me neither, I don't like them that much!'' ''So, Sharrkan is more of a butt person?'' Aladdin asked, making the others laugh. ''I'm so texting him that.'' Alibaba managed to say inbetween his laughter, as he pulled out his phone.
''Huh, a text?'' Sharrkan said, as he felt his phone buzz, he pulled it out of his pocket and checked it. ''What is wrong?'' Yunan asked innocently, as Sharrkan twitched a few times. ''Honestly, I don't know, and I don't want to know either.'' he told Yunan, as he put the device away. What had possessed Alibaba to type that? Suddenly they spotted Ja'far and Masrur who were staring at some large statues.
As they headed over there, the statue seemed awfully familiar, or so Sharrkan figured. ''So, his persona isn't just like that, he also resembles him.'' Yunan commented, making Masrur and Ja'far turn to them. ''Isn't he? I think it's amazing.'' Ja'far said, as his eyes were somewhat dazed. ''Now that I look closer, you both look incredible like them. Perhaps it's destiny.'' Yunan said, smiling as Ja'far nearly seemed to squeal.
Sharrkan frowned, what were they talking about? And yes, they did seem familiar... almost too familiar. He decided upon reading the information sign near the statue. ''Sinbad, Conquerer of the Seven Seas. Capturer of the Seven Dungeons, and King of Sindria. Next to him, his advisor, and eventually, beloved husband Ja'far.'' he read out loud. They all turned to Ja'far, who stood there blushing.
''You married him?'' Sharrkan asked, almost screaming. Ja'far whacked his head, before apologising for the inconvience for those who had been interupted by Sharrkan's yelling. ''Not so loud!'' he scolded, before pointing to the statue. ''Of course I didn't marry him. Someone else, coincidentally with the same name, did marry him.'' he added. ''Too bad, could have been your destiny to marry Sinbad again, after all, history tends to repeat itself.'' Yunan said, as he read more information about the statue.
''It still can be his destiny.'' Sharrkan grouched, as he crossed his arms. ''I suppose so.'' Ja'far's quiet voice added. ''It says here that Sinbad was lucky. Not literally, but it appeared his 'husband' had a lot of suitors. Names among them are Mistoras, not too mention my very own name, interesting. Oh, Sharrkan, your name is here as well, though it was just a speculation. But this Ja'far pressed interest in his king, and that's how eventually they had gotten together. Mmm, romantic.'' Yunan said.
Ja'far blushed furiously, ''How much research did they do. This doesn't seem significant at all, they could have mentioned way more interesting details about the past.'' he ranted. ''Besides, even if that was true back then, it isn't now. For instance, Sharrkan, you definitely don't see me like that right?'' he added to prove a point. ''Uh... no... I don't. I don't want you like that... a... at all. I mean, yuck, no.'' Sharrkan said.
'Liar.' Both Yunan and Masrur thought, but didn't say that of course. ''See. And I don't know any Mistoras.'' Ja'far said, clearly satisfied with Sharrkan's answer, although it hadn't seemed sincere. ''Spartos brother.'' Masrur said. and Ja'far twitched. ''Ok, so he does exist. I don't know the guy.'' Ja'far said. ''Not another one of those!'' Sharrkan yelled, making the others look bewildered. ''Ehr, it's nothing, just another weird text from Alibaba.'' he said.
'Can't tell them I'm envious of another guy that could possibly be chasing Ja'far. None of us, aside from Masrur apparently, met the dude.' Sharrkan thought. Ja'far then turned to Yunan but before he could ask something, Sinbad and Judal had entered the room.
''Hey, that looks an awful lot like you.'' the latter said, and Sinbad looked up, surprised. ''Why do they have a statue that looks like me, and why is he with Ja'far? We didn't cause that much trouble yesterday.'' Sinbad said, drawing closer. ''No. It's the Sinbad from our history books. Appearently, he got married with his first advisor.'' Ja'far explained. ''Huh, really? Why did they explain that in this museum, rather then the other stuff he did?'' Sinbad asked. ''I was wondering that as well.'' Ja'far said.
As they talked, and studied the statue, Masrur noticed how the crowd (that was not from their school) pointed at Sinbad and Ja'far, and whispered. ''Are they.. cosplayers?'' he heard one girl ask. ''Maybe we can get a picture?'' her friend replied. But before he could warn his friends, the crowd already made their way towards them, asking for pictures. ''How.. how did this escalate so fast?'' Sharrkan nearly exclaimed, ''This is even worse then them getting lost.'' Judal said.
''They sure know how to create an uproar anywhere they go.'' Yunan commented, seemingly amused. Masrur shook his head, feeling somewhat sorry for Ja'far. ''A... a photo? No, we're just students... not part of the museum.'' He tried to calm down the crowd, but none of them seemed to listen. Sinbad, on the other hand, enjoyed himself immensely. ''Do something, Sin! We already got lost yesterday. Causing an uproar here doesn't seem like a good idea.'' Ja'far said, exasperated.
''Ah, we do seem like them, even we can see that, right, Ja'far?'' Sinbad asked loudly, with a wink. 'What is he doing?' Ja'far wondered, as the girls started squealing the moment they heard his name. ''So, seeing that we are Sinbad and Ja'far, I don't see a choice other then to give these lovely maidens what they are asking for. But I must ask you to take your photo's and enjoy the rest of the museum, otherwise the other lovely pieces they have don't get any attention.'' Sinbad said, all of the girls nodded, getting their camera's ready.
''Well, I don't have any choice then, do I?'' Sinbad said, before taking Ja'far's chin with his index finger, and thumb. ''S-Sin, what are yo-Hpmmfh!'' with that Sinbad had pressed his lips on Ja'far's. Ja'far's eyes had widened at the action, fluttering a few times before he closed them. He even let out a really soft moan, as he enjoyed Sinbad's lips pressed to his'. The girls were staring in awe, before realising they were supposed to make their pictures. Most of them captured the moment just in time, but a few of them where a bit too late, as Sinbad released Ja'far but still cuddled his friend.
''My Ja'far.'' he said with a deep voice, before turning to the ladies. ''That is what you wanted right? Please go see the rest of the exposition, and enjoy your day.'' he told them. All of them nodded, happy that this once in a lifetime opportunity had come up, as they scattered through the rest of the building. ''Idiot.'' Judal scolded, though a faint blush was present on his face. Sinbad turned to Ja'far who stood there, with a dazed look in his eyes.
''Everything alright?'' Sinbad asked, but then Ja'far tumbled over. ''Ja'far!'' both he and Sharrkan shouted, Sinbad holding a tight grip on his slender form. ''Ja'far, are you alright?'' Sharrkan demanded to know, but got no answer, other then a few incoherent mumbles. Only Masrur was able to catch what he said. ''He kissed me. Maybe history is repeating itself.'' Was what he heard, before Ja'far went entirely numb.
''Oh shit. We already caused a ruckus and then this... Ja'far is going to flip when he wakes up.'' Sinbad shrieked, trying to shake his friend awake. ''The school is going to flip if something occured to you two again.'' Judal said, shaking his head. ''First of all, don't shake him like that. You're just doing more damage!'' Sharrkan said, as he took Ja'far from Sinbad's arms. ''Do you know any better?'' Sinbad asked, accusingly. ''Perhaps, I can help you?'' a mysterious voice asked.
''Hello.'' the new boy cheerily replied as the crowd looked at his mane of scarlet hair, all, apart from Sharrkan who was to busy trying to 'save' Ja'far. ''And you are?'' Judal asked, sounding somewhat hostile. It seemed as if he was irked, and he knew exactly why he was. ''I'm your chaperone from the Inn, my name is Mistoras.'' he said, and he bend down, and took Ja'far from Sharrkan. ''Oh, Spartos brother, right? How can you be a chaperone, if you're a third year student?'' Sinbad asked.
Mistoras frowned, ''I'm not. Spartos and my age difference is bigger then that. I work here at the Balbadd inn, and volunteered to stand in for Miss Pisti, because the school was familiar. After all, I went there.'' then he turned to Ja'far, ''Seems like he fainted. Perhaps he didn't drink enough, or it's too warm. It's a different climate here, I had to get used to it as well.'' Mistoras explained, feeling Ja'far's forehead.
''Doesn't seem like he has a fever.'' he added. No one knew how to explain what really happened, aside from Sinbad. ''Well, there was this thing. A few girls compared us to the statue, and then asked us for photo's. So... we gave some fanservice, but I didn't think the stress would get to him like that.'' he explained. Mistoras looked up. ''Hey, you do look like the statue. Let's see.'' he turned Ja'far to see his face, before his eyes widened.
''He does look like Ja'far as well. Too bad he isn't him, he could have been the second chance for my ancestor, after who I am named.'' Mistoras joked. ''Actually his name is Ja'far. Coincidentally, this man's name is Sinbad.'' Yunan said, as he pointed at the so-called school king. ''Eh, really? That's amazing. I really liked history back then, and Sinbad's era was my favourite thing ever. So, are you actually dating in this lifetime as well?'' Mistoras asked.
''No. They are definitely not.'' Judal grouched, and Sharrkan nodded, agreeing with the grumpy teen for once. ''Oh that's too bad. Well, it's to be expected. Such a shame though, he's so cute, he'd make an adorable girl had he been another gender.'' Mistoras said, as he picked Ja'far up. 'Ja'far would kill him if he'd tell him that!' all of them thought. ''Seeing how you lot are my responsibility, I'm going to take him to first aid. Please enjoy the rest of the museum, and rest assured that he will be on his feet in no time.'' Mistoras said, before walking off.
'Another one already. I can't handle this shit.' Sharrkan thought, as he walked off. ''Where are you going?'' Yunan asked. ''To find a wall and bump my head against it.'' Sharrkan replied, wandering off. ''Such a strange little fellow.'' Yunan sighed. 'You are one to talk!' both Judal and Sinbad thought, as they watched the blond sigh, before he turned to Masrur. ''Well, seeing that both our study partners wandered off, we can explore the area.'' he said.
Masrur turned to Sinbad, and had Ja'far been there, he would have recognized Masrur's look as a -please help me-. But Judal saw it as a blank stare, and Sinbad just gave him a thumbs up, as he said, ''It's okay, Masrur. You don't have to ask my permission, I'm not currently the leader, and therefore, as one of my favourite underlings, you're free to roam. I myself will be in the capable hands of Judal, so no worries.'' Sinbad said. As Judal dragged Sinbad along, Yunan turned to Masrur. ''So, where do you want to go first?'' he asked. Masrur sighed, this camp was so bothersome.
Hinahoho and Spartos were surprised as they spotted Mistoras carrying a passed out Ja'far to the infirmary, and Sharrkan bumping his head against a nearby wall. ''Huh, nii-san, what happened?'' Spartos asked, as he followed his brother, and Hinahoho went to check on Sharrkan. ''Everything alright? Or are you trying to do our former task of knocking a little sense into you? Because I can help.'' Hinahoho said.
''Sure, you can. You two almost killed me this morning. Had you succeeded, then I didn't have to witness what just happened!'' Sharrkan said, before he continued bumping his head. ''Come on, it can't be that bad, can it?'' Hinahoho asked. ''Then what would you call Sinbad kissing Ja'far full on the mouth because they look like statues, and they were getting flocked by demanding fangirls, that were just visiting this place? And Ja'far apparently having some harem, even though he is only interested in his precious Sinbad?'' Sharrkan asked. ''I think you lost me there, and gave me a headache in the process...'' Hinahoho replied, not understanding what Sharrkan was talking about.
''How do you think they are now?'' Alladin asked, as they had popped in another movie they could enjoy during lunch. Or mainly, Morgiana and Rumuru had won all of the board games, and the guys just didn't want to lose any longer. ''I think they are doing fine. What can happen on camp, right?'' Alibaba replied, before Rumuru's phone beeped. ''Perhaps not. Even my husband is speaking gibberish.'' she said, as she read it.
Mor sighed, praying that Masrur at least had some fun, cause so far, this camp sounded troublesome. ''Can you try and explain, or should we go and get them?'' Alibaba asked. ''Read it yourself.'' she told him, as she handed him her phone. ''Hi, love. Sinbad kissed Ja'f, Sharrkan is damaging brain, harem... what the hell?'' he said, as he read some parts. ''I think I see your point.'' he said, while thinking, 'It can't get any worse, can it? I mean, how could they possibly screw up more?'
Ja'far groaned, as he blinked a few times. ''Hey, you're waking up. That's a good sign.'' an unknown voice said, as Ja'far was handed a cup. ''Yeah... I just had this vague dream.'' Ja'far groggily said, before drinking the water. ''Sin and I were at some museum, and there were these statues that looked like us, and before we knew it...'' ''Your Sinbad had kissed you, and you fainted?'' the voice finished. Ja'far nodded, as he handed back the cup, before actually looking at who had given it.
The chap seemed nice enough, though a bit familiar. ''Do you go to our school as well?'' Ja'far asked. ''I used to, already graduated. My brother is currently attending Sindria high. I'm working at the Balbadd inn, and I'm your chaperone for today.'' Mistoras said, before combing a hand through Ja'far's silver locks. ''Ehr, what are you doing?'' Ja'far said, as he scooched away a bit.
''Making sure you're alright, checking for bumps.'' Mistoras replied. ''I'm fine.'' Ja'far said, and with a smile, Mistoras withdrew his hand, the hint was clear enough. ''My name is Mistoras.'' he told Ja'far instead, a bright smile present on his face. ''Oh, Masrur mentioned you are Spartos' big brother.'' Ja'far said, before adding, ''My name is-'' ''Ja'far, right? You really do look like the statue, or rather, not. You're even cuter in reality. Almost feminine, but it suits you.'' Mistoras said.
'This is really awkward.' Ja'far thought, as he said, ''Oh.. Okay. Thanks, I think. I'm still male, so yeah... I'm going to go... thanks for taking care of me.'' he got up quickly, as he rushed towards the door, hoping to find Masrur, or perhaps Sharrkan out there. As he bolted out of the room, he found the rest already gathered around Ugo. Mistoras walked up to him, and whispered, ''Come, it's time for us to head back. Thanks for the pleasant time, I hope we will meet eachother again.'' with a wink, he headed over to Ugo. 'What in the world is happening to me?' Ja'far screamed in his head.