Hello, all! I am back with chapter two of my fic and I hope you all are enjoying it thus far. I'm trying to make this as realistic sounding and as believable as I can. ...And I hope it's working, haha. Thank you, to the one person who had reviewed, it means a lot to me that someone it reading and giving such positive feedback, yay.

Anywho, onto chapter two! Please read and review, everyone!

Chapter 2- It's Only the Beginning

"Hey, hey, can you hear me?" She couldn't see anyone, but she was sure someone was there. Shakily, she began to sit up, but failed and dropped back down to the ground. Surely, it was a rough smack into the young man. That, and the lack of nourishment caused her to lose her balance some. An apple a day alone couldn't possibly give the girl enough nutrients to see straight. The boy sighed, "Abu..." he scolded softly. "Looks like you did it this time," he said and gave another attempt to wake the girl once more.

The girl stirred lightly, slowly fluttering her eyes open, and looking up to see two large chocolate orbs staring down at her own, causing her own to widen. She could scream, at the same time, she could hit him, or perhaps a combination of both would suffice nicely. Nothing better to wake you up than to see two big eyes staring right back at you. She did the first thing her body would respond to, she raised her hand and smacked him clear across the face to move him off of her body. And move he did.

He scrambled away from her and held the area where she had hit him, rubbing it gingerly to ease the pain. "Wh-what was that for?" He questioned, not sure exactly why she would hit him to begin with.

She herself moved up to the wall, for one, thinking he was a palace guard and the quicker she moved away from him the better; and two, she needed something to lean against to help raise herself. But once her eyes were able to focus, she found out she was completely wrong. Once again, her eyes widened, "Shit..." she muttered. Boy, did she ever screw up. "I'm sorry," she said. "I-I thought..." her voice trailed off.

Shaking his head, the boy collected himself and walked over to her, offering a hand to assist her up, "Don't worry about it, I've been through worse," he grinned, trying to assure this girl of any guilt she may have felt towards this.

She bit her lip and nonetheless accepted his hand, feeling herself being pulled up and hitting against his body once more, though with a much softer force. "Did I hurt you?"

The boy shook his head and released the girl so she may stand on her own two feet. At first, she was a bit wobbly, but, she was stable afterwards. The girl was a petite young woman who stood at five feet and four inches. She held a lean body as any streetrat, was even a bit underweight. Though to attempt to hide this, she was clothed in a brown tattered old dress, which had once been white, and her feet were bound with nothing. Her dark brown tresses fell at her waist and were in a dire need of a good hair cut.

"So, where do you live?" The boy asked, "Maybe I can walk you to it?" He offered, and he did, in fact, make it sound tempting.

The girl merely shook her head, how could she explain that she didn't have one? "Don't trouble yourself," she said. "Really, it was kind of you to offer, though." She took a moment to think, it probably would have been best to leave, she had no business staying. And while she thought, the boy piped up, the silence was bothering him some. "I'm Aladdin," he said, figuring an introduction was better than not saying anything. The girl picked her head up from her thoughts, "Huh?" He gave a rather nervous smile, "I'm Aladdin," he repeated. Was he too forward?

"Savannah," she coughed out, "I'm Savannah," she said. He broke out of his nervous smile and suited himself into a more comfortable one. "Nice to meet you." He glanced the girl over once more, then met up with her rather nervous brown eyes. He were to question it, if she didn't suddenly say she needed to leave. "You too, I-I should be going. Umm, and again, I'm sorry"

"Hey, don't mention it, Savannah," he said, then looked down to the small ball of fur who had robbed her earlier. He bent down and plucked the treasure he had been hiding, the monkey screeching in protest. "You know that doesn't belong to you," he said. Then again, he himself shouldn't talk, now should he?

"No, really, he could keep it," she said. "I'll just go find myself another one," she said, then began to back up before she stayed any longer. "Thank you, anyway, umm, good bye, Aladdin," she said and clambered over the wall and to the other side, where she knew she was probably risking herself. Though it was sunset, most of them most likely forgot about her little incident earlier that day. She looked back, smiled a little to herself and walked the now lonely streets of Agrabah's marketplace. Savannah hummed to herself while she tucked a bit of hair behind her ear, her finger being claimed by a tangle. She looked to the long strand in disgust and continued to walk, venturing down an allyway she found a secluded area and settled down, curling herself up in a ball to keep warm.

Tomorrow would be better, she assured herself. Tomorrow she wouldn't be so foolish as to allow herself to get mixed up with an angry shop keeper and a near run in with the guards. She'd just have to take extra precaution is all. And with that assurance kept in mind, she allowed sleep to claim her.

Not too far off, Aladdin passed the allyway the girl had resided for the night. He wondered who that girl was, other than finding out her name he wanted to know more about her. It was nice to have at least someone besides a monkey to talk to. Not that he didn't appreciate the company Abu kept to him, but, sometimes he needed another human being to talk to. He'd been alone all his life, so, he hadn't known how to talk to anyone and he felt like an idiot in front of that girl. "Probably made a fool of myself," he muttered, then glanced over to the monkey who had finished the apple right down to the core and tossed it to the side with a full belly.

Aladdin smiled somewhat and stroked the monkey with his index and middle finger. The moon beamed on the duo as he walked through multiple blocks of homes and came upon a sector in which the moon bathed and in his line of sight had been the palace in all of its glory. For a moment, the boy could feel his heart race. "What I wouldn't give to live there," he said. "Wouldn't be scrounging for food, or sleep in the cold anymore. We wouldn't have any problems at all..." But who had he been kidding? It was just a far off dream that he would have to wish for to get even close to getting into the palace.

"Come on, Abu...lets go home," he said, then looked over to his shoulder to find out that the monkey had fallen asleep at some point while he had been lost in his fantasies. He laughed a bit and passed a few more blocks, climbed up a ladder and settled down in a messy, but spacious room. A part of the wall had been knocked out, but, was covered by a sheet in a weak attempt to keep the cold out. The boy settled the small monkey on a pillow that seemed twice its size and covered the frail body with a small navy blanket that had been a mere scrap of cloth that he found one day.

Once he was sure that his furry friend was settled in, he sat on the ledge and looked out towards his view of the palace. He often stared at it, but there was no view like what he had seen earlier, up close and nearly personal. But, that was merely feeding his boyish dreams. Hey, that's what kept him going, right? Gave him at least a little glimmer of hope. As long as he dreamed, he was still Aladdin.