I do not own Magi! Only OC(s)

"He likes you," Tipu murmured in my ear.

"I just met him," I reasoned.

"That usually doesn't stop men," He looked lazily sideways, gazing at the typical blond haired people that passed.

"Maybe he is different," I grunted out as Muu led us through time square.

"Trust me, none of them are," Tipu grunted back.

"Speaking from experience?" I attempted to not audibly laugh as his face scrunched up in unpleasure from my suggestion.

At least it made him stop our whispered conversation as we followed Muu around the city.

Pausing, he stood in front of a grand palace.

I looked from him to the palace, with its grand show of gates and security in front of them.

"Well, here we are!" He said cheerfully before making his way to talk to the guards.

"Who the hell is he?" Tipu regained his courage as he hissed in my ear once more.

Inwardly asking the same question, I followed him in the villa. I stared in awe at the exotic flowers and plant life that clung to the edges of the gardens with a large fountain spitting water in the centers. A particularly bright orange flower caught my eye. Wide eyed towards its beauty, I moved to smell it. I touched the soft petals, feeling it between my index and thumb. The velvetiness addicting. Pulling it closer to my face, I started to inhale the intoxicating scent.

A swift whack and the flower was out of hands. Looking up dumbly at the culprit I stared at Muu as he smiled warmly at me, "The smell is poisonous."

I raised an eyebrow in a bit of shock, "Why keep such plants near your home?"

Seemingly defeated, Muu scratched the back of his head with a hand, making his muscles flex, "We like dangerous things."

I got the irking feeling that he was referring to me somehow.

Tipu raised higher on my shoulders, "We?" He whispered in my ear. Repeating the question to Muu, he just stared at Tipu.

"It can talk?" His eyes widening in interest.

"How did you-" I stopped short as I remembered he was Fanalis, "Stupid bionic hearing," silently cursing his superhuman senses. Must've meant that he heard our conversation earlier too. Still hoping that my bruised face was enough to cover my blush.

"Muu?" Tilting slightly in order for my small frame to look around him, I spotted another Fanalis.

Just how many are there in Reim? I murmured internally.

Muu turned around instantly, putting his hands up defensively, "Hey, Myron," Greeting a teenage girl that reminded me of him rounding a corner of the massive building in front of us.

Before I was able to contemplate what was happening, she tackled him. Muu bent over from the weight of her attack but was able to swing her over his shoulder and place a firm hand on her forehead to keep the teen at bay.

Without batting an eyelash as Myron still struggled against his strength, Muu offered, "Do you need a place to stay?"

I shook my head, declining the offer. I held up my bag of coins indicating that I was able to take care of myself. It was then that Myron turned her frustrated red eyes towards me. Straightening instantly she looked up at Muu, "Big brother Muu brought a lady home?"

Her question was suggestive. I bit my lower lip while Muu responded with a shake of his head, "She's a gladiator."

"Was," I corrected.

Muu looked up apologetically but I was already walking away towards the exit.

Muu quickly bounced his way in front of me, "Hold on a moment, I didn't mean to offend you."

I nodded. I understood that but I also didn't wish to be chained again. Metaphorically.

I continued to walk my way towards the exit, attempting to merge with the flow of people in front of the gate.

A large hand fell in front of my face, "You disregard my brother's offer?" A growl seemed to erupt from Myron's throat.

Instinctively I placed my hand on one of my swords, trying to stare her down I mumbled through tightened lips, "And I refused."

"Now, now," Muu came between the two of us slinging an arm around both of our shoulders, "What did I say about always showing respect?" He questioned as he lightheartedly asked his sister.

Myron mumbled out something I couldn't hear before Muu let us both go.

Muu turned back to me, "Now, where would you like to go?"

I slightly turned my head in confusion. I don't remember inviting him.

"I assume you don't know the city well since you were a slave-gladiator."

I huffed slightly, realizing that he was right.

"I don't have any place in mind." I mumbled out, making it seem as if I had no plan. Which was correct but he didn't need to know that.

"Then we can go explore," He smiled warmly once more before giving instructions to Myron making her glare at me as she walked past me. Slipping a tongue in my direction behind her brother's back.

"Coming?" Muu questioned as the gates opened slowly. I nodded.

~A few years later- Sinbad's Point of View~

I shuffled a yawn. My eyes burned from the sunlight coming from the window, giving me a headache as I glanced over the scrolls in front of me. My lids lazily begun to drop before Ja'far burst through the door, making me startle into attention.

"Sleeping on the job again?" He scolded, "Really, what is that going to tell your employees that their leader is sleeping?"

I attempted to hold back another yawn to no avail. "I haven't been getting much sleep lately," I murmured, folding my arms on my desk as a makeshift pillow.

"Are you thinking of her again?" Ja'far's voice suddenly became gentler.

"More like trying to find her."

"You know as well I do that she may be gone."

I stood up, slamming my fists on the wooden desk. A bell rung inside my pocket before settling.

"I didn't mean to-"

"Enough!" I snapped out loudly making an echo throughout the room. When Ja'far didn't respond I straightened my back, running a hand through my bangs, "I'm going for a walk."

I pushed back my chair, a screech bouncing through the room.

Ja'far held up his hand with mouth agape as he tried to find the right words to comfort me with no avail. I told myself multiple times that I didn't blame him for letting her go after me. It is always hard believing a lie.

Pushing my way through the store and employees that greeted me warmly, I finally made my way to the front of the store. A deep inhale filled my nose with the strong scent of ocean air. A breeze blew a few of my bangs out of my face as I began my walk towards the water's edge.

My mind drifted once more towards a certain white-haired girl.

Where could she possibly of gone?

I stared out into the crowd, people-watching. Nothing unusual in the market was happening today, just the normal passerbyers. My eyes always seemed to search for her. Rubbing my eyes with the palms of my hands I squinted against the sun. Everything in me said to scream. How could I let her leave me so easily? After everything she went through how could I not protect her as she did me?

Growling out of frustration I focused once more on the stream of people. Lazily I leaned on a building before a flash of white caught me off guard. Followed by red.

I squinted, trying to see if I could get a better view. Is the sun playing tricks on me?

The long white hair flowed in the light wind. I placed my hand in one of my pockets filling the cold metal that felt so familiar now, I can bring you home now.

Pushing my way through the crowd, following the white hair. A few more glances of it shimmering in the sunlight I couldn't take it anymore before I broke into a run. Excitement overran my blood. So close. I reached out for the silky hair.

Pain. Pain shot through my hand as it was slapped away.

"What do you think you're doing?" A fanalis shot forward her red eyes narrowed threateningly at me. Looking around her, I lost the white hair. Frustrated, I turned my attention to the girl in front of me.

Grabbing her hand as gently as I could, I used a sly card up my sleeve: flirting.

"I'm so glad I found you," I smiled generously at her, watching her begin to ease her shoulders, a pink blush crossing her cheeks, "Could you help me? I believe I lost a dear friend of mine."

The girl looked at the ground seeming more intrigued with the stone work of the road rather than my request or charming good looks. She glanced up suddenly and was about to open her mouth before a familiar voice sounded behind her.

"Myron, what are you waiting for?"

Flustered, the fanalis-assuming she is Myron- turned abruptly.

"It's not wha-what it looks like!" Myron practically yelled back at the girl behind her.

I easily sidestepped Myron to get a better look at the girl. White curly hair, heterochromia eyes, that damn cat on her shoulder, "Sage…?"

Recognition filled her eyes as she glanced up at me, a smile playing on her lips, "Sinbad? You… got taller."

I looked her up and down as I took in the typical Reim clothing that was worn, a white flowing draped sheet that resembled a dress- except this one was cut short showing her legs. But what stood out the most was a golden emblem on her shoulders that pinched the fabric together, signifying the royal Alexius family. That didn't matter in the moment right now, because I finally found her.

Taller. That's the only difference she could find? She turned into an even more beautiful woman than I could imagine, with curves to spare and all she could come up with was tall? I smirked, "And you… got shorter."

Instantly her eyebrows frowned as she walked over. I spread my arms out to receive her. A smile plastered on my lips.

~Sage's POV~

I clenched my fist hidden by my overflowing sleeve as I walked towards Sinbad, and CRUNCH. I hit him in the ribs, making him bend over. Grabbing onto his shoulder, I lowered him some more.

"Now you're shorter than me," I smirked before returning his hug. His arms tensed slightly before wrapping me up in his enormously long arms, and lifting me off my feet. Spinning me around a few times. I blushed at Myron's confusion and the citizens smiling at us like we were some long lost couple.

"Where've you been?" He questioned me after placing me on my feet.

My head spun, "I've been working with Reim." I locked hands with Myron to stead my dizziness.

Sinbad picked up one of my emblems, "With the royal family?"

Glancing down at the familiar emblem, I nodded.

Before I could explain anymore, Myron stepped between us, "Sage, we need to leave. Brother is waiting." Grabbing my hand to lead me away.

"Wait," Sinbad grabbed my wrist, holding firmly as he smiled charmingly at Myron. His grip on my wrist felt desperate, "Can't you allow two old friends some time?"

Myron blushed some at Sinbad's smile, opening her mouth to answer as another voice decided to join.

"Now wouldn't this be something?"

I turned to see two other familiar fanalis, Muu and Lo'lo.

Sinbad's eyes widen slightly before narrowing, calculating.

"What is the captain's bride doing with the womanizer of the Seven Seas?" Lo'lo growled deeply at Sinbad while Muu smiled warmly, never faltering.

"Bride?" Sinbad loosened his intense grip on my wrist but didn't let go.

Muu nodded but I interrupted him, "I never said yes."

Muu smiled at me before swinging a muscled arm around my shoulders, "Don't be so cold."

"She said she didn't want to." Sinbad forced out through clenched teeth as he shook Muu off my shoulders.

"Don't touch our Captain!" Lo'lo practically yelled out as he charged towards Sinbad.

A smile played on his lips, his sword beginning to glow. A familiar feeling vibrating through the air as he called to his djinns. Muu twisted one of his swords, calling upon his own.

Reaching for my familiar handles of my swords, I pushed the hilts together and with a snap formed a double edged spear. Frustrated, steam begun seeping out from every corner of my vision, my body burning from the inside out. "Spirit of Valor and Corruption… I call forth Leon." I murmured underneath my breath, allowing myself to transform.

Emerging from the smoke, I saw Sinbad already in his Baal djinn form and Muu taking the Barbatos form, both staring at me.

"I've never seen you in your djinn form before," Muu smiled as he always did.

Golden yellow fur went as far up as my elbow coming from enlarged clawed hands, a mane flowing on my head, a lion's tail whipping behind me, canines that peaked out of my mouth. Though I was almost positive that wasn't what Sinbad was staring at. A sheer fabric hung loosely around my neck to cover my breasts and thick red fabric hung around my waist to pinch at the top of my hips, revealing too much skin.

Why are you like this? I hissed at Leon inside my head.

You look delicious as always, My King.

I stared back at both of them. "Try and fight," daring either of them with a glare, "Let's see who wins out of us." Overconfidence flowing over my words.

My clawed fingers tightened over my spear as Sinbad moved slightly. He noticed my movement, making him stop. A smile played on his lips as he let go of his djinn, returning to his normal travel clothing. I glanced at Muu to see him do the same.

I sighed, glad to get out of my rather revealing djinn form, "Seems like I have some explaining to do."