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As the motions and raucous came to a slow rolling stop Sin's gently detached himself from the panting Dark Magi before gently maneuvering them, so that he had the raven spooned and cradled against his larger frame. Humming in the still flushed ear Sin spoke slowly and sweetly, "I love you, Judar. You are mine."

The small, and nearly unnoticeable, nuzzle that Judar performed against his still painted chest had the biggest smirk taking hold of the tanned King's face. His small face tucked well against the older's chest allowed Judar a moment to let slip a soft smile, that Sin could only feel not see, before he responded, "I hate you, too, but you are mine. My toy, now change back I'm sick of Focalor's magoi touching me."

Both men lost in their own little world never realized the other energy that had sat just outside of the clearing; high in the trees perched a red-headed figure. A frowning forming premature wrinkles in his expression before he leapt from tree to tree in a race to get back to his boat. He's abusing him! Dominating him like a whore!

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"Hey, Sin." Judar caught the other's attention as he finished a slip from the wine bottle they were sharing.

Lifting his violet brow to indicate that the raven had his attention and curiosity while finishing off an orange, Sin leaned back in content.

Ruddy eyes glancing down from the honey-gold of his tropical lover, "What was with earlier?" A sly and wary gaze sliding back to fixate on the other male from the corner of his painted eyes.

A deep but low chuckle resounding from the King before he answered had the already narrowed eyes slitting even more as a disgruntled huff left him, "Hmm, remember the tribe that Kou was after just near the Dark Continent?" The other's slow nod alerting him he could continue, "That night we played chase, and you used the same underhanded tactic so I lost."

Realization sparking the garnet orbs with a mirth that normally only showed when in the heat of chaos, "Oh yeah, I used my Rukh to stop you from cuming while I rode you until you were screaming for release." A sad wave washed some of the joy from his features as he meekly continue, "I… That was a day after another… That time her threat was to Haku…" a choking sound stopped his sentence and before Judar knew it thick, warm, loving arms were holding him back to a thundering chest.

"Shh," Sin whispered against the chilled neck of the starting to frost Magi, "you're not in that position anymore, you're never going back to Kou, under any circumstance. You're here, free, loved, and in my embrace. I will never let your past come back to you, please don't freeze-up again, Judar." The honest King peppered loving and soft kisses across the petite shoulder and neck with in his mouth's reach, as his hands rubbed against the other's much cooler skin. "I've had you defrosted for nearly a year, out of our several, please don't back track."

Judar hadn't realized his Ice Magic had activated until the endearing and foolish man he loved grabbed him and mentioned it, Sin…

"If you'd like I won't do that trick again, just please don't shut me out of my world." Warm drops fell to his chest, his heart constricting as the Magi realized what they were, Idiot, he's crying over me… The pillar of a man behind him showing the emotion that Judar was still nervous to allow.

Sliding a hand over one of the ones against his chest, squeezing the tanned skin, "Idiot, don't cry and definitely don't stop that. Just do not tie me down, and I won't." Turning his head to press a slow kiss to the shocked King behind him, a moment later turning his body to straddle the familiar and welcoming tanned body. A low appreciative moan leaving him as large hands kneaded up and down his back before one pulled him impossibly close, and the other buried itself into his ruined braid (snapping the many ties) as the soft black tresses began to cascade around them, a satin midnight waterfall teasing against their heating skin.

The slow kiss deepening with love, but nothing like that frenzied passion from before, this one full of Judar's unspoken thoughts and feelings as the Rukh around him fluttered in an almost even mix of white and black. I can feel his heartbeat in the Rukh… He's drowning me… Oh, for the love of~

The slow electricity flowing through his body from the way his hips grazed the King's under him, both their arousals renewed, had the Magi gasping while digging his nails into a tuft of violet tresses and a sturdy dark shoulder. The older slipping his tongue into the warm mouth offered to him, stroking slowly along the sensitive cavern, coaxing small needy whines to leave his normally defiant partner.

Guiding his thin hips down toward the tickling erection, straining for his attention, had Sin tucking his head down under Judar's chin with a warm sigh fanning down the Magi's pale chest. Though they had had sex just a short time before the sensation of being so full still clouded the raven's mind, and sent his already racing heart to flutter with feelings that he'd never thought he would experience.

I can't tell you...

Sin exhaled as the White Rukh surged around them, his tawny eyes peeking out to catch the hooded glance of breath-taking carmine, the slow fire stoked between them reflected in their movements: unhurried and languidly the friction sweeping them away. Pressing firm, meaningful, kisses to all the skin that he could, Sin whispered embarrassing confessions of love and commitment to the still holding back lover.

He knew Judar would come around one day, on his own, but that would never stop him from professing his passion and intentions to the man that he's begun to change. I'm going to get you to say it one day, come what may.

Judar's hand buried in plum locks tightened with each uttered nonsense, to him, before pulling the ribbon that kept the waves of purple in place. Tilting his body to the side, until the weight of the movement forced them to roll, the Dark Magi whispered with no venom, "I hate you", touching noses before hiding his face into the warm neck above him.

An endearing smile lighting up his face Sin hooked just one knee up his arm, the other wrapped around his leg, as he continued the phlegmatic thrusts caught up in the beauty of the creature under him. "I still have trouble believing I have you. I love you so much, my World, I love you."

Judar's natural nature warring with the side that was being to grow through Sin's influence had the Magi writhing with pleasure and searing from dismay. Their passion slowly building as an inferno began its steady consumption of their control, gripping the cheek that lead to the leg in his grasp, Sinbad began a faster pace with Judar's gasps of pleasure to spur him on. The liquid fire that passed for eyes captivating the King as he kept their focus with his own molten gold pools; Judar's eyes long ago willing betrayed his stubborn pride as love shone brightly back up at him.

I know you can't tell me just yet what your eyes are saying, but you will. One day. Keeping sight of the other through heavily lidded eyes both males let go, the passion from them surging the Rukh once again. Sin's half cursed Rukh, and the incredulously tiny ascended Rukh of the walking disaster dancing together amongst their colored masses before shimmering to a rest.

Caught up in watching the afterglow of his World, Sin failed to notice the change in the air, just Judar failed because the events of the day had finally taken their claim on his petite body. The paler of the two seemed to glow in the moonlight as White and Black Rukh danced over his body, a sight to behold and one that Sin promised to forever keep in his head, the flittering of their wings rippling the layer of magoi that radiated off him. Pressing a final kiss to his Dark lover's forehead, throat, then chest, the Sindrian King stood up and gathered their clothing and belongings (a mental note to come back tomorrow for the food and basket). Covering just his lower half, Sin turned to the back to normal boy so that he could wrap the smaller body in his over-sized robe, and Djinn equipping with Baal to shot across the sky toward their shared room.

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"He is ours! How dare that bastard abuse him like that, sully him, let alone lie about Judar not being here!" Kouha bellowed to himself as he made his way back the several hour distance to the ship. "There is going to be a war when Kouen is told of this!" A maniacal gleam to his pale red eyes with his face bathed in shadows had a look that would make the most dangerous person fleeing. "It's a good thing I went to scout and not brother…"

As the sun began to crest over the horizon the youthful figure leapt while rushing up to the large ship, Kouha catapulted up the siding with the aid of the dock crates, before standing still for his three followers to fawn over him. Crying out their relief and informing him of their woes at his absence, finally calming down as he stroked through each of their hair with an affection smile.

A deep voice, "Ahem", stalling his hands as the women moved back behind him, clearing the way for him to move forward easily.

"What did you find out." Kouen gruffed out, his body poised but a rage lighting up his eyes.

"Too much…" Kouha huffed out with distaste before heading down into the belly of the ship with Kouen moving with him."I don't want to be bothered to repeat this so we're going to the mirrored orb, and sharing this with the Empress." The normally flippant youngest brother cold with his words, leaving no room for the eldest to argue.

I swear I'll kill that sewage rat of a King… His stoic mask hiding the kindling rage as Kouen traversed to the belly of the ship where a member of Al'Thamen had set up a communication point for just this reason.

Holding out their hands over the unsuspecting crystal both red heads directed some of their magoi into the cold surface, the plain white slowly bleeding red until it glowed, suddenly the late Emperor's wife's face smiled back at them. "Ah, you have found something,yes?" Her lilting voice tinkering about the room.

"Yes. It is as you suspected, in a way… Judar is here, but not by his will. Sinbad has him, and is forcing himself onto our Oracle, making him…" The vile images forcing him to stop as bile rose in his throat at the thought of the once pure Magi being violated by the Womanizer of Seven Seas.

"Making him what?" the fierce demand drowned out Gyokuen's giddy, "Oh?"

"I had spotted Judar in the air fleeing from the place, so I followed him to the other side of the island. He just hid there for several hours, until we both felt Sinbad's magoi, when he noticed Sinbad closing in he sent out many Black Rukh with his own magoi while moving himself away, but Sinbad quickly trampled his defenses and caught Judar." The maniacal and slightly psychotic teen actually flushing and grimacing before he continued on, "Sinbad started performing an act for Judar, and I had thought that he was for it until he began screaming obscenities and proclaiming his hate for the vile King… Sinbad raped Judar, 'En…"

Fire instantly shot around the room, Kouha jumping out of the way before he could be a victim, as the dormant volcano that was Kouen Ren erupted with a deafening shout, "SINBAD!"

Equipped with his Djinn, Kouen raced back to the surface of the ship before leaping into the air, and breaking off toward the castle with a growl resonating from his chest as the flame-covered male ripped through the air. The sun's flames only making his fire burn brighter, a fiery meteor blazing toward the alert palace. He didn't just lie to me, he has abused our Magi. Taken advantage of the petite boy, sullied and desecrated more than just his body. How long has that bastard done this to you, Judar? How long have you called out for that torture to stop, only to remain trapped here in this isolated damnation! Kouen ranted in his head as the image of a much younger version of Kou's Oracle, when the child hadn't been fully corrupted by Al'Thamen, the waist tall ravenette idly munching a peach and laughing in the courtyard. It was when he couldn't have been more than eight years old, Hakuryuu was still adjusting, and the Magi was enjoying himself by demonstrating his power over ice (at the time only able to create small shards).

Shooting up from their tangle of limbs both Sinbad and Judar looked out toward the window, before sparing a glance toward the banged open bedroom door, Ja'far barging in just as Sin leapt up from under the sheets. Judar's widen crimson eyes boring into Sin's flaxen orbs with panic as the raging magoi from incoming Kou Prince got closer with each second, the boiling hatred radiating from him sending the raven's stomach in knots.

"What's the cause of this?" Ja'far inquired, a leery glance toward the raven's back.

"I don't know, I'm going to intercept him…" Worried golden eyes taking in the Magi on his bed, "... Ja'far," Sin crossed the room quickly taking the Magi into a tight embrace as he pulled Focalor's brace of his arm and slid it on the bare forearm of his lover, "take Judar and hide him." The metal vessel glowing brightly before Judar slumped against Sin's chest, his protest dying in his throat as the Djinn quickly consumed his magoi forcing him to succumb to darkness.

He could still hear the voice around him, but couldn't move, What the hell, Sin!? What are you doing, why are you doing this!?

"If Kouen has figured out that Judar is indeed here, he's not going to stop until he get him. I hope that he hasn't, but if he has I need Judar safely stowed away." Sin's words vibrated in his chest, Judar's cheek tingled from the sensation.

You idiot, I'm not some object of possession that can be put in a shelf! But if Kouen finds me… I don't want to go back… a whimper resonated in his head, and outside his body (if Sin carding through his hair like he usually did when the fallen male had a panic attack told him anything).

"He cannot go back." Sin's steeled voice was an unspoken command to Ja'far, the assassin perplexed and attentively noticing the waning time they had left.

"You just said he won't stop til he gets Judar if what you hope isn't true, is…" Watching the taller man stand with the pale figure in arms, "Sinbad, what are you planning?"

Judar couldn't see it, but he could feel the determined and ruefully loving Rukh of his King caress his body, No… You can't be planning…

Ja'far watched with a half-hearted scowl as Sin's golden eyes swam with love, determination, and the protectiveness that he carried for all his family before those eyes shifted from grazing the body in his arms to the general himself. Ja'far knew that look, that reckless mindset that made his King who he was, he knew what would happen without the man saying. But he did, "I will protect this country, my kingdom, my family, and my Magi. Ja'far, he is not to fall into Kou's hands, he is NOT to go back to Al'Thamen. Protect him, like you would me."

No… no… nonononononononononononononononono, NO! Sin! Sinbad! You won't, not for me!

The white-haired general opened his arms to take the light form of his once enemy, a sound leaving the ravenette, his black eyes shifting grey with his pledge, "I will my King, only because YOU ask it of me."

They had just a minute before Kouen crested the palace wall. Sin stooped down, cupping both Judar's throat and cheek in his hands, kissing the familiar path down from the Magi's hidden third eye to his lips with all the love he could pour in the gesture before pivoting on his heel with Baal's magoi encasing him. Projecting himself out of the bedroom window Sin arced to intercept the raging ball of fire from crashing into his home.

"Hello, Kouen, what can I do for you at this time of day?" Sin lazily questioned as if it was a completely normal and everyday occurrence for both men to be talking like this: both Djinn-equipped and one ready to erupt.

"YOU BASTARD!" Uh-oh… fears confirmed… The deadly gleam that light the first prince of Kou's blood red blood on fire told Sin that a fight was imminent. "Where is he." It wasn't a question, and the deep growl that sounded in his throat the red-head spoke greatly differed from his previous bellow.

Maybe I can play dumb? Relaxing his stance, only on the surface, Sin flippantly spoke, "Who," pausing as a lazy hand went to cradle his chin in mock thought, "Judar? I've already said that he's not here, haven't I?"

A sudden shift of flames and a rush of heat magic had Sin dropping several feet to avoid being singed, "Cut the shit! You have our Magi, and are a sorry and despicable excuse for a King for what you've done to someone so pure!"

Shock took over his body at that insult, and what it insinuated, as Sin dodged more flames as they choked the air for a chance to hit him. "What?" What is he spewing?

"You raped Judar last night! Kouha was investigating the island for the last time before we undocked today, and saw you treating him like a common whore in the forest; no less!" The sheer hatred roiling off the prince heated the space around him as both his magoi and Rukh radiated the intense contempt he felt for the King. Sin's heart sank at that accusation, but stiff lipped it because it wasn't for him to tell who actually raped the man he cherish.

Where are they now? His golden eyes remained on the man in front of him, anticipating another attack, as he sensed for Ja'far's magoi through Baal's connection. The assassin's hurried approach meant that he had deposited his beloved in a safe place, Good, he's safe. A flicker of flames grazed his cheek and left side as a ball of fire exploded just out of his line of sight, Shit, time to save my home.

"You have it wrong, Kouen, he's here of his own volition. I haven't done anything he-" The fire that slammed around him burned so hot it was white, the only thing that kept Sin from being charred like coal was Baal's protective lightening, but even his shield was cracking with the intensity of the inferno.

"You DID lie to me! Where is he!" It wasn't a question, it was a demand, that torn from the blazing before him the extreme hatred he fostered surged the fire that trapped Sin in a spectacular sight of white and blue-tinged sparks as their magic collided.

"No." I can't talk sense into you, can I. "I will not give away MY Magi." Sin drew the shield in tighter to his body before flinging his body (and the electrical current) outwards in time to his words. Leveling his own determined glare the Kou Prince's just before they lunged at the other, their swords drawn and clanging with the other, a brilliant light show of electricity and fire erupting with each strike.

The fight carried on as Sindria's Eight General's stood at the ready amongst the collection of guards in the palace's courtyard. "What's going on?" Pisti questioned as she climbed atop Hinahoho, the large giant glancing to her from the corner of his eye before leading their gaze back to the battle raging above them.

"Kouen found out that Sinbad has been harboring their Magi." Ja'far stated coldly, his arms in his sleeves, as his fingers nimbly ran along his spearheads.

"Well, he's our Magi now, so what's that Kou Prince in such a pissy mood?" Sharrkan gruffed from the far side of their collection.

Yamraiha floated over the gang with a grin look to her normally smiling face, "I heard rape… I think Kouen believes Sinbad has forcefully kept and hidden Judar…"

Not a far-fetched conclusion for someone that doesn't know Sinbad to assume. The High King's trusted Generals' all secretly shared the same thought, before Masrur spoke a command, "Dodge."

Immediately the group ducked out of the way as a two things happened within mere seconds: one, Kouen landed in a ball of unnatural flames just as the group moved (one not fast enough as gravity took hold of her), and two, Pisti's scream ripped through everyone's hearts as the fire grazed her and a thick and scarred hand wrapped around her tiny waist.

Pulling the tiny blonde to his chest, far from the ground where she had no purchase, while everyone unfroze and drew their weapons on him. "I won't kill her, if you hand over what is mine."

"Sinbad, don't!" Pisti squeaked before the arm around her waist shifted to wrap a thickly battle-scarred hand around her slender neck. The look in her eyes remained the same, the silent plea for her King to not cave for her.

"Kouen, let her go. Judar IS here of his own accord, he wants to be here, he loves me just as I love him, let Pisti go." Sin spoke slowly as he descended and walked until he was just out of arm's reach of his tiniest General.

"That is not what my brother relayed to me, he saw what you did to him, you violated him!" Sin winced at the accusation, again recalling all the times that Judar cried out in fear and hurt because of what that wicked witch did to him. It's not my place…

Gritting his teeth Sin spoke as he sheathed Baal's blade, his Djinn's form disappearing, "What will it take to make you believe that what I say is truth? For you to release my General?" The sounds of his other General's disbelief and opposition falling on deaf ears.

"I could simply destroy this island, nothing you say can disprove what Kouha speaks of." Pisti's large eyes began to slowly hood over as oxygen kept getting harder to acquire, the sight hurting the King.

"Take me as prisoner. Let my people, and my General's, be and take me as proof." Ja'far's shout rang through the courtyard, as the smaller man ran in front of the passionate idiot.

You're selfless to a fault, Sin! "Sin, no, just let Ju-"

"NO!" Sin's hardened flaxen pools fixed on grey before darting back to blood-red, "I will go to Kou, until my side is proven." Fixing a dead-serious glare to Kouen's skeptical gaze, "I will find away to resolve this, keep my country, my family, and my lover safe, Ja'far." Holding his tanned arms out Sin stepped around his shocked advisor anticipating the going limp body of his smallest General. "Give her and take me to Kou."

Kouen grinned maliciously, as he released the woman from his grasp as Sin quickly caught her, "Very well. I will take you, but I expect my Magi to return to us. You will confess to your malefaction to Judar, and be prosecuted in Kou… Unlike your nation we fully use the death penalty."

Sin's eyes cut up from looking over the child-like body of Pisti, ensuring she was still alive, at the last words from Kouen before he allowed Hinahoho to take the small woman from him as he replied, "I have no reason to be killed in your country, but I will be your prisoner until the truth arises."

"Sinbad…" A tanned hand raised to silence his family, a look they all recognized (one that Ja'far had already seen) telling them it always said; Trust me, I will conquer all, I will still be standing when this ends, I love and trust you all. A silent message that only they knew from all that had united them as a misfit family, one that they knew to be truth, as they nodded in acceptance of his wishes. They watched ruefully as their brother, their friend, their King of the Seven Seas, was in-cased in flames and taken from them.

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Judar slowly began to wake from where he laid in an underground hideaway, Ja'far had just left and in his stead lingered the stinging words of harsh honesty.

"You have him around your finger, make him so reckless, and you don't even seem to care about him." Ja'far uncharacteristically spit into a corner as he stormed from the room, "Just what has changed about you that that idiot claims to see, because you are still the troublesome hassle you once were."

Groaning softly from the weight of his own body, and the weight in his heart, Judar gingerly pulled himself up. Sin…

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