My Reflection

Disclaimer: I don't own Aladdin, heck if I did I'd have a lot more than five bucks on me right now. O.o

Author Notes: Ok, this is my first Aladdin fic, at least that I've posted.
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He's so small... I fear even to strong a wind could take him away forever. My eyes won't blink, won't look away.

The night is so silent, so quiet now. My queen, she's long asleep. She deserves a long, restful sleep. She gave me him, the greatest gift I've ever received. The one that has me so terrified I'm afraid to breathe.

He's awake, waggling a small fist at me, as if in defiance of something I've done. Maybe a welcome, to the world. And to me.

He's a mirror, so tiny of one, but he's my mirror reflection. All who's seen him said this, and even I can see it. The same deep eyes, thick hair. Of course all of the desert folk of Agrabah have these features, but he is like me. He is my reflection.

I've been cradling him for hours, since Jasmine first let me hold him. I can't let go. I want nothing than to keep him safe and warm, here with me forever. I don't want him to see what I've seen, to fight what I have. I have this strange idea that he will, but that can't stop me from being at his side every step of the way, until the god of death take me.

I think I can understand my father's sorrow at loosing his son and wife now, more than I ever have. I couldn't bear it. Take my life first, oh god.

It's just now occurred to me... I'm a father. My own father spoke of this feeling, but he couldn't accurately describe it. I'm not sure if I could either. A warm, soft peace and stabbing fear, along with a swell of pride.

By the gods, I'm a father. His father.

I think I have a voice again. Clearing my voice a bit, I speak.

"Hello, Kirrahn... I'm your father..." I whispered slightly. The grin he gave me brought tears to my eyes. And I knew I was addicted to this, to him.

And I smiled back