Hey there
So I would like to start by thanking my return readers. I am truly shocked that you have come back to read this story. I do read the comments you write on the story and I probably wouldn't have posted as many chapters if you hadn't commented. Really I have read many fan fics in my time and there are many I have thought were lame or badly written and stopped reading. Of course since I have yet to say "and then they totally made out," in my story I think I may be ahead of many writers on this site. (For realz I have seen that in stories.)
Alrighty lets get started. This chapter was intended to go up on Valentines day but I had other crap to do so... yeah its going up now. I was looking at the story and it looks like there really aren't that many chapters left. Lets say less then ten but since I haven't broken down the massive block of text I have to carve each chapter out of I can't be more specific. And then I am going to go back and rework some of the story a bit so it might get longer... whatever no one cares about the process just as long as the story keeps coming.
Ok reminders and such, I don't own the characters or even the places of this story they belong to Disney. Also this is a slash fic, yes hypothetical person who has not gotten that point by now it is a slash fic. The couple is Aladdin and Mozenrath, so it is technically a yaoi. If you have trouble understanding that please send me your full name telephone number and address so I can schedule a time for a specially trained group of ally cats to come to your home and sing a song explaining it.
So I am giving you warning so you can keep flames to your self if you don't like the pairing.
By the time Mozenrath joined Aladdin and the sultan for dinner he had eliminated the entire garden surrounding the palace. It seemed unlikely to be there but the rest of the palace had to many people in it to use magic openly. He planned to search the dungeons after dinner.
Sitting down on one of the blue silk pillows at the long low table Mozenrath reached for some of the fruit that had been set out with Jasmine's small slender hand. Mozenrath had to admire the princess a bit, her clothes were comfortable during the day, but they proved a little chilly in the desert night.
"Ah daughter, I hope you had a good day. Maybe enjoying your time with your dashing husband?" The sultan chuckled a little as he brought a piece of lamb up to his mouth. Aladdin blushed a little. He had told the sultan that Jasmine seemed annoyed with him but he hadn't expected the sultan to try to guilt his daughter.
Mozenrath sat back on the pillow his left arm supporting his weight behind him, while he chewed on a apple he was holding loosely in his right hand. Mozenrath chewed the apple longer then was necessary while he thought about his options. He had not expected to stay this long at the palace and the chances of tipping his hand were greater the more he had to interact with Jasmine's friends and family. He could feign illness, but that carried a great deal of risk, as Aladdin's band of buffoons was sure to try to make their beloved princess better leading to more interaction and the chance the Genie would actually do something right and discover Mozenrath. No, he would have to stay and make small talk with the sultan and his nemesis. "No Father, I spent all day out in the garden." He took another bite in case he needed time to think about the answer the princess would give to whatever question came next.
"Good, good, nothing like a romantic picnic in the gardens, eh my boy?" The sultan had turned his attention to Aladdin, and Mozenrath relaxed a bit, shifting his position so one leg was bent while he draped his arm over it and the other relaxed out. All in all it was very unlady-like.
"Jasmine wanted to be alone today," a kicked puppy couldn't have looked sadder then Aladdin did at that moment, a swell of malicious joy flooded Mozenrath, the fact that he had managed to cause his hated foe such pain with out even trying was almost enough to make up for the extra time he had spent here.
"Oh dear, I hope there is nothing wrong?" The sultan seemed to be directing the question to his 'daughter'
"No, of course not father." finishing the apple Mozenrath dropped it on the gold plate in front of him.
"Well, I guess relationship needs space. It was several years before your mother gave me you." Pausing for a moment to look at his daughter's unladylike pose. "Just remember I'd like to see at least one of my grandchildren before I retire."
Aladdin coughed a bit on his food. Since Mozenrath knew this comment was intended for the real princess he remained unfazed, picking up some grapes.
The rest of the meal was relatively quite, Aladdin and the Sultan talked about the training Aladdin was going threw to become the next Sultan. They were on a diplomatic discussion when Mozenrath finished eating. Leaning back with both hands behind him. "Yes my boy I often found that to be the best solution."
"But I feel like thats unfair to.. Jasmine, are you sure you feel alright?"
Not paying attention to his companions it took Mozenrath longer then it should have to respond. "I'm fine, Aladdin, really." Actually Mozenrath was surprised by how fine he was. He had used magic all day, not only for his disguise but also to search for the stone, and cast a spell on that damn tiger so it would think he was the princess, but he still didn't feel the drag of the magic that normally accompanied this much casting.
"Are you sure you hardly ate anything..." Said Aladdin looking down at the plate in front of Mozenrath, which was covered by cores, pits and vines, with a few crumbs of bread around the edges.
Seeing his chance to escape Mozenrath said, "your right, maybe I am tired, I'll go back to my room and rest."
"Well I'll go with you."
"No, stay finish your conversation with Father."
"Now now, my dear, I don't want to come between you. If you feel so tired I think Aladdin should go with you. Maybe he will help wake you up..." This comment was fallowed by a knowing chuckle. The chuckle made both hero and villain blush.
Aladdin put his arm around his 'wife's' waste. "I'm sure we will find something to do." At the last word he pulled 'Jasmine' closer and they walked out of the room. Once they were out of site of the large dinning hall, Aladdin pulled his 'wife' to him and lifting one of her hands up next to his chest entwining his fingers with 'hers' while the other was on 'Jasmine's' slender waist. To Mozenrath the feel of Aladdin's hands on his skin was almost completely new. Yes they had made contact before in fights, but the prolonged exposure was alien. For Mozenrath the only other being he had ever spent this long in contact with was Xerxes, and Xerxes's cool damp skin was vastly different then the warm dry, slightly rough skin on Aladdin's hands.
Aladdin was staring into his 'wife's' eyes searching, then pulling 'her' closer till lips meet. Damn if that street rat didn't have a clever tung, Mozenrath wasn't quite sure how Aladdin managed to make the kiss feel so good but it was incredible. Breaking it off Aladdin starred into his wife's brown very dazed eyes.
"I've been really worried about you Jas." He walked 'her' into their room, seating 'her' down on the deep blue bed. Sitting down behind 'Jasmine', he gently removed the heavy gold earrings Jasmine always wore, fallowed by the gold necklace. Aladdin kissed the skin that had been covered by the the necklace and up to the newly freed ears where he bit lightly. It felt good, and Mozenrath leant back into it, for a moment forgetting who it was that was doing this.
Aladdin started sliding his hands under the blue cropped top, fingers tracing just along the outsides of the breasts as he slowly pulled the top off. It was this that finally pulled Mozenrath out of his trance, and for a spit second his right hand glowed with black magic as he jumped up and away from the bed. The urge to blast the insolent street rat was pushed aside, there would be time enough to deal with Aladdin when once he had the stone and the Seven Deserts were under his control.
Aladdin looked a little dejected. "Alright. Not tonight." Mozenrath continued to eye the hero wearily though Aladdin seemed to be lost in inner thought. "We should go to the market tomorrow." Aladdin looked hopeful, as if he really thought a date outside the palace would fix whatever was wrong.
Mozenrath felt a little annoyed, he planned to search more of the palace tomorrow. He thought for sure he would have found the stone by now. Maybe he could still look tonight if he waited till Aladdin went to sleep. Maybe he wouldn't even have to go to the market if he could find that stupid hunk of rock. Trying to sound sweet Mozenrath agreed.
The next morning Mozenrath woke before Aladdin despite the fact that after the young hero had fallen asleep, Mozenrath, still disguised as the petite dark haired princess of Agrabah had gotten up and searched the dungeon's for any sign of the Stone of Neffer Fell. Looking down at the soft dark hair falling in chaotic locks over the face of the sleeping hero Mozenrath inwardly cursed, he had thought he would find that stone, how many places could there be for the street rat to hide it? Casting the spell for magical detection, Mozenrath's hands glowed blue black. Seeing his reflection in the mirror he paused to marvel at how surreal it was to see the young princess of Agrabah's thin hands surrounded by flames of black magic. Closing his eyes over the princess's brown orbs he sensed the magic in the room. The only magic in the room was coming from him. A annoyed grown, Mozenrath opened his eyes and no longer able to contain his frustration he swept his hand across Jasmine's vanity, knocking all the small fragile bottles and boxes off onto the floor. The small olive fists then came down on the newly cleared surface creating sparks of dark magic.
"Jasmine?" Aladdin had woken up at the crashing sound.
Turning quickly and feigning sweetness. "Sorry, I... slipped." This comment was fallowed by what Mozerath hoped was a very princess like laugh.
"Did you hurt yourself?" Aladdin asked sitting up and turning to face the person he took for the woman he loved.
"No."
Aladdin smiled at Jasmine, and getting up walked over to her, pulling her in for anther kiss. She had gotten better at kissing, almost overnight it seemed. Closing his eyes Aladdin lost himself in the kiss. He wasn't sure why but this kiss felt so new. And her smell, he hadn't realized how sick he was of the flower sent until it changed. At last he needed air. Pulling back he smiled down at Jasmine. "Do you know what you are going to wear today?"
Dazed once again by the earth-shattering kiss he had just received. Mozenrath's brain wasn't quite in the moment. How does he keep doing that? "Huh?"
"To the market?"
"Oh! I don't know." Does the princess really have that many outfits?
"Well you have to wear the headband I gave you yesterday. So lets see what you have that will match that."
Mozenrath reached up and touched the blue headband he was still wearing. It can't be that hard to match, the princess wears this color every day.
And indeed Aladdin brought Mozenrath one of Jasmine's normal outfits. Why the princess had to favor such light colors Mozenrath couldn't understand, he was starting to miss his blacks and dark blues. Looking around and spotting partition he took the outfit behind it and undressed.
As he changed he looked down at the changes his magic had made to his body for the first time. His skin, normally so pale was now a light tan. He touched the small perky breasts. Damn he was good. He quickly got dressed in Jasmines clothes which were of course a perfect fit. Smiling to himself he walked out from behind the partition.
Aladdin was sitting on a pillow on the floor watching the partition, a frown on his face. Jasmine hadn't used the partition to change behind since they were first married. But he couldn't figure out why Jasmine was being so distant. But when he saw Jasmine come out from behind the partition smiling, Aladdin dismissed his curiosity and felt happy to see her smiling again. Even if it was a strange slightly sinister smile.
"I'm ready."
I wonder if I should capitalize Sultan... its kind of like his name. I also don't think that the dialogue was super awesome in this chapter... so I apologize and invite you to write your own slash with this pair if you don't like it.
I should watch the show again I am starting to lose the characters I think... also the show is amazing.
Do you ever notice that sorcerers have the same shoulder thing going on? where it is all curvy? whats up with that?
and where is the stone? who knows? Well I do... technically.
ah... I shouldn't write this when I am so tired I just babble and really say nothing. Next chapter coming some day... soon, just have to read over it and make sure it meets to my exacting standards. Still might take weeks though. Homework and what not.