Alright, chapter six at long last. I'm sorry this one also took so long, everyone, I had a lot of things going on and just needed sometime to gather my thoughts. But, I'm back and I hope this chapter is satisfactory. It may not be my best, but, it's something to move the story along and from here, I'm assuring that things will get better! Haha, bet you can't guess who's coming in next P. Enjoy, please keep reading and reviewing!

Disclaimer: I do not own Aladdin, Disney does. There, so no one thinks I'm stealing, haha.

Chapter 6- The Beginning of the End

She couldn't lose the memory of that kiss, the scent of his skin, or the taste of his lips. That night seemed to prove to her that magic did exist, that there had been hope somewhere in the world and on that particular night, it dawned down and crowned her with wondrous bliss. Savannah felt like the richest woman alive. With the way she felt, no woman could top her with all the jewels and gold that they possessed. She often would question to herself what that feeling was, and why she felt it so strongly. She wondered if this was considered a taboo to the street-rats of her generation, or any generation for that matter, what they called this glorious feeling, this "love".

If it were, it surely was budding deep within her where no one could reach, like the many secrets of her heart, secured under lock and key. Savannah wandered the bustling streets of the marketplace, looking at her disheveled appearance in a glass plate being displayed and combed her tangled hair with her fingers, doing the best that she could with it until the kiosk vender shooed her away, claiming she was bad for business, something like a black cat. She gave the vender a look and walked on, startled by the sudden face in front of hers, like a clumsy imitation of Spider Man.

He grinned at her, she rolled her eyes.

"You are an idiot," she stifled a laugh.

"Yes, but," he started, climbing down once another vender began to holler and create a bad mimic of Abu on a bad day. Once more, Savannah rolled her eyes and tugged him along, but not long before he spun her in his arms and presented her with a flower, a lily to be more specific. "I'm an idiot whose brought you a flower," he completed.

Savannah felt the heat rise to her cheeks, color adorning her usual pale complexion. She accepted the flower and sampled its sweet aroma. "Mmm, well then, I guess your sweetness and thoughtfulness overrides your stupidity." The street urchin grinned.

"Thank Allah for that!" he teased, walking beside her, stopping her for a moment to tuck the blossom into her tangled locks, though he didn't seem to mind much. "There," he stated. "Looks good on you."

"Oh does it?" Savannah questioned nonchalantly, passing by a few kiosks, though scarcely glanced over at a polished pot, catching her reflection in it, taking a moment or so to fluff her hair up.

For a moment she felt like a real woman.

"Sav, you comin' or what?" He had granted her with the nickname "Sav" only for the sake that her name was so long, and this just made it that much easier for the urchin to call out to her when they were on the run. Savannah picked her eyes up from her reflection to look back at him, give a timid and nervous scratch at the back of her head and walked away, back to his side to move on home.

Around this time the sun had just begun to set. The two took their time heading back.

"So, tell me, Aladdin, what do you see in the future?" Savannah began the conversation, just trying to stir up small talk to avoid nothingness. Aladdin thought long and hard about it, trying to pick the right words with her. He didn't want to offend her as he had the few months prior to their last conversation on the subject.

However, he smiled at her. "You know what I want, Sav," he said softly. "I want to take it easy for a change. Look at what we've been through. Do you really want that for the rest of your life?"

Savannah had to take a moment to respond. It was true what he was saying. They had been through enough, they deserved to take it easy. Just for once, they should stray from the pumpkin patch and move into the strawberry fields. She knew, she was aware. She just wouldn't accept it.

Aladdin took the silence as understanding and looked up at the darkening sky. The stars gleamed, covering the duo with a blanket of glistening wonder. "Imagine me? The Sultan," he chuckled lightly. "And you…"

Savannah picked her head up, "Yes?" Aladdin seemed to be in thought as far as her position went. She merely looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

"You will be my trusted Vizier!" he announced, chuckling wholeheartedly. Savannah's hope faded and forced a weak smile.

"O-oh, Vizier, huh? That's…some position," Savannah replied. Aladdin took no notice to how she responded.

"Isn't it, though?" He asked, grinning from ear to ear. "And I will have a princess at my side, and we will rule all of Agrabah!" he proclaimed. His high hopes never disappeared, and he wasn't afraid to show it; then again, he was getting carried away. "Servants and valets, cooks who will prepare the finest meals! And cleaners who will make the floors sparkle! It will be a new era for Agrabah, Savannah, you'll see!" He was getting worked up, and Savannah was upsetting herself. A dreamer was a dreamer after all, and a realist could only dream so much without seeing the real outlook to it. She dreamt of a whole new Agrabah alright, but nothing like he had imagined.

"But…what about the city? The palace is fine and dandy, but, what about the city?" His excitement was simmering upon the tone in her voice. Uh-oh, he thought to himself. He had upset her again.

He stepped in front of her and picked her chin up with his masculine fingers, picking her eyes up to meet his. "What do you think I mean what I say a new era?" He asked. "No one will go hungry again…and what do you think the Royal Vizier does, Sav? She will take care of all of my important royal things," he smiled, hoping this would make her feel better.

"Even though it should be you to go out and right these wrongs?" She questioned.

"I know it would mean a lot to you if you would," he quickly responded, keeping a steady grin to please her.

She didn't believe him, there was something that told her not to trust, although she still trusted nonetheless. Finally, she rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'm a royal whatever," she said, then flashed him a quick smile.

"That's what I wanted to hear," he said, patting her shoulder before heading on back.

Normally, Savannah would have been startled by mere touch alone. Her heart still pounded, and color bathed her cheeks. But just something about their conversation left her with a bad taste in her mouth. She couldn't pick out what it was, but she was sure she figured it out later. She watched him walk away, her hands down at her sides and a hopeless look plastered upon her face.

Now what?

Not too far from where the two hosted their conversation, trouble brewed elsewhere. (Well, trouble would be exaggerating the situation. But, I'm sure one gets the idea.) She had managed to sneak out of her bedroom without notice. With a sigh of relief she crept past a pond in the center of the yard which housed many different fish for decoration. The sky seemed so tempting to her, freedom tugged at her soul, made her feel so alive, for just a moment.

She reached one of the trees that rested beside a wall, she thought to herself and started to climb the tree, feeling herself being pulled back, as though being told she couldn't have what she wanted. She glanced back behind her, believing she had been caught for a second. She had been, but by her one and true friend.

"I'm sorry, Rajah…" she said as she tugged the cloth free from the feline's mouth, kneeling down to his level. "But I can't stay here and have my life lived for me…" she said gently, hugging his soft fur to her, as though it may possibly be for the final time. After a moment of her silent goodbyes, she returned to her feet, stroking him gently before attempting to climb the tree, being assisted in this task, along with whines and whimpers, she managed to gain her footing and climb over the wall, keeping her balance to steal one last look upon that sad face. She herself frowned, if only for a moment.

"Goodbye," she whispered, dropping down to the ground and ran for it towards the streets of Agrabah's marketplace. She wasn't sure where or how she was sleeping tonight, but she was sure she'd find a way.

As much as it was a new beginning for this new female, to our beloved Savannah, this was just the beginning of the end.