Nothing was better than a sunny day in Sindria like all the other ones. And today wasn't an exception and everything seemed to be normal in the kingdom. The King's advisor was going on the halls, hands free after he left them to one of his subordinate. Making his way towards his own apartments, he saw a little silhouette behind a pillar. He approached it carefully to realise he did know this figure.

"Hey Takisha, what are you doing here?" asked the grey haired man.

A "shhh" sound left the lips of the girl, making quick gests to show her father to kneel beside her.

"So," re-began Ja'far who was whispering now, "are you playing see-saw with your mother?"

The little girl gave her father a glare, finding his tone wasn't as low as she wanted it to be. She quickly put her eyes on the spot she was fixing before being interrupted.

"No, playing see-saw game with Mom is become boring. She found me too easily. Like you by the way."

The last words were pronounced was a little point of annoyance. Ja'far knew it. Takisha loved playing see-saw games but, each time, he couldn't do it otherwise and find her faster than any other of her opponents. And on the contrary, she couldn't never find him when he was hidden. That was the reason why she stopped playing with her father to this game pretty quickly, even if it was him who was asking.

"So, if you're not playing with your mother, who are you hidden from?" asked the father, the most quietly way he could. Except his precious six old girl, there was no other kids authorized to play in the palace.

"I'm not telling you or he will find-" the sentence of the young girl were interrupted by some shoes sounds on the hall.

"Oh no Dad, that's bad, he will find me! Now leave or hide me. Please?" she added when she saw the interrogator look of her father.

Ja'far just had the time to stand up when a familiar figure came in their direction. He recognized the purple haired boy who was approaching, the way his hips moved when he walked, the smile which won his angelic face when he saw him.

"Hello Ja'far. I'm looking for Takisha, did you see her? We were playing see-saw but she certainly inherited your talent because I definitely can't find her."

Ja'far realized his jaw was about to fall when he felt the soft breeze caressed his opened mouth. From all the person his daughter asked to play with was the son of his friend the King, Cyrus? No way? He tried to put himself together, a mixed of incomprehension and uncalled growing anger.

"No. Not since this morning. Maybe you would have more chance to find her anywhere but not behind this pillar?"

The eyes of the teenager grew bigger in one second. What the grey haired man just said?

'Wait, what did I just say?' asked for himself Ja'far.

"Dad! Why did you do that?!" shouted the grey haired girl, standing up herself in one move. "You've just ruined my whole plan!"

The girl obviously pouted, little tears making their way on the corners of her amber eyes.

"Sweetheart I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry milady, I'm sure your father didn't want to hurt your feelings." Said the purple teen, now kneeled in front of the girl. He patted her had in a gentle way, smiling like his father only could do. The little girl wiped the baby tears of her eyes then smiled to the boy.

Ja'far couldn't believe it. His daughter. And the son of Sinbad. Respectively six and ten years old. No way. No way at all. He had to intervene.

"Takisha, I think your mother is looking for you on your room." said hastily Ja'far.

"Heee… No way Dad! I want to play with Cyrus more!" answered the said girl as fast as him.

"I said, you're coming to go with mother young girl. Plus, Cyrus has some work to do with his father too, right Cyrus?"

The grey haired man had sent a killer look to the young prince. This one quickly understood he should follow the advice of the man above him.

"S-sure Ja'far." he giggled nervously "I'm sorry Takisha, dear, but I have to go now. I'll be sure to pay with you another time I promise." He stood up and winked to her before turning on his heels.

Ja'far wasn't happy at all to see that the cheek of his daughter were now tainted with a cute light rose colour. As he wanted to take her hand like he usually did, his daughter rejected it and walked by herself, turning her eyes away from her father, this one earning a "humf" sound coming from the little girl. Thinking it was a normal pout from a normal child, he let it go and continued his previous walk toward his office.

It was only when the night has come he returned to his apartments. Waiting as his habits that his little girl came to greet him, he was welcomed by an awkward silence.

"Nahla? Takisha? Are you there?" asked the advisor when he entered their common room.

"I'm right here Ja'far, come." said the familiar voice of his wife. He followed the voice to arrive in their room, seeing her sit on the bed, a scroll in her hands.

He approached her, making his way toward the bed and get comfortable next to her. He put his head on her shoulder, his dark iris on the scroll. She put a small kiss on his forehead and hummed in approval.

"How have been your day sweetheart? Is Takisha already asleep, I haven't seen her when I came back."

Nahla put her scroll down, facing the male. Her look was serious despite the smile she showed him.

"My day was perfectly fine, until a certain six old girl came back, saying her dad ruined all her plans and will make her a poor single woman all her life. Dare to explain?"

A cold sweat formed on the forehead of the advisor. He explained the events of the day and Nahla couldn't help it but sighed, letting her back resting on the bedframe.

"Seriously Ja'far? All she wanted was to play with Cyrus. Why couldn't let you play with him?"

"Because he is Cyrus, Nahla! I can't let him-"

"For heaven's sake Ja'far! She is six!"

"That's about it! I can't let her being fooled by the Lady Killer of the Seven Seas son himself…"

"We're at the centre of this problem… Ja'far, you're more a mother than I am. Listen, Cyrus is ten, okay? They're both kids, what do you want to happen to them?"

"I just don't want my daughter being fooled by-"

"I know, you've already told me that. But more, you're just overprotective about her. Let her explore life, it's not like they were going tomorrow to ask to prepare a celebration for an upcoming wedding."

Ja'far knew when he had to stop, and time was come. Blush had won his face, frustrated to have to abandon now but he knew. Deep deep deep inside of himself he knew his wife was right but he couldn't admit it to her…

"Ja'far." She called him. "You won't be able to protect her indefinitely. She will be alright and she needs friends too. She feels pretty alone in the palace by herself. And it's not like Cyrus was a bad guy. I know you do trust him more than you would admit it."

She smiled to him, wanted to relax him a bit. He returned her smile. Ja'far knew she was right and he shouldn't have react like that but, he couldn't help it. Takisha was too precious for him and he needed to protect her, from everything, and everyone.

"Maybe" began the grey haired man, "I should apologize to her as soon as possible."

"Tomorrow will be fine, she's already asleep." Answered his wife.

"I think I should follow her example and go sleep now." Suggested Ja'far.

"Excellent idea" She placed a quick peck on his husband's lips. "Good night sweetheart."

"Good night Nahla."

A few minutes of calm and peacefulness passed when a voice was heard in the private room.

"And if he really ask her to-"

"Good night Ja'far!"

The next morning, Tte grey haired man was pulled off his sleepiness state by a soft pressure on his shoulder. Groaning a little, he opened his eyes, meeting a petite form right above him. A pair of amber eyes were fixing him, grey locks partially hiding them.

"Dad…" the word had escaped her lips in a whisper, trying to wake her father in the softer way possible.

"Takisha? What time is it? Where is your mother?"

"Mom said she had to check something and I could go wake you up."

"Takisha, about yesterday-" began Ja'far but he was quickly interrupted by his daughter.

"I'm sorry dad! I shouldn't have to be angry after you! I was really upset but you didn't do anything bad. I'm sorry."

The gaze of the little girl was locked on the fists, not wanting to look at his father directly. Ja'far could sense she was truly sorry and felt himself guilty about this situation. He sat up, placing the girl on his lap. He hugged her, whispering sweet words to reassure her.

After a few minutes, the sphere had finally lightened up. They talked about the previous events like a father and his daughter should do. They didn't even notice how much they've talked until Nahla came in the room, inviting them to enjoy the fresh weather in the park for the lunch time.

Maybe Ja'far a bit too much protective, that was right. But he loved his daughter and as he loved her, he needed to trust her more. After all, what could happened to her?

EXTRA

⭐A week after⭐

Ja'far, Cyrus, Sinbad and his wife, Alisha, were talking together in a room of the palace, waiting for their kids to show up, after they asked them to reunite. That's when Cyrus cleared his throat they realized the two children were together, hand in hand. Ja'far tried to stay calm, having a bad feeling about the next events.

"Father, Mother, Ja'far, Nahla. We're all here because we have something to announce to you." Began the purple haired prince.

"We're getting married!" said hastily the six years old girl.

Everyone turned toward Ja'far after the loud noise he had made by fainting on the ground.

Hi hi hi everyone~ Thank you for reading this fourth chapter of Ja'far and Nahla (and Takisha) stories. This is all I had posted on DeviantArt for now. To know more about Cyrus and Alisha, I can only invite you to read my Sinbad/OC story [Coming Home] on my profile. Don't hesitate to tell me what you thought about these one shots.

Thank you for reading! I wish you all a lovely day

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