Author's note: Misawa week: Day 3 - Supernatural or Fantasy AU/Lazy day AU. I had too much fun with this one and made it a Djinn AU (lol I forgot males weren't genies, ops, BUT if anyone has the correct term whether it's genie or djinn regardless of gender then let me know pls. I do still come back and look over my stuff bc I can't get away from daiya)~ So I never do describe what Eijun is wearing but just imagine Aladdin's typical clothes and no I did not write this based off Aladdin but I'm terrible at describing wardrobe ;-;. Eijun still takes his human form just with the additional perks & this would be mixed with a Modern setting. I will admit, the fact that a lot of people chose lazy day over supernatural/fantasy AU made me sad. Where's the creativity and fun guys!

lol more like I was sad a lot of good writers chose lazy day /shot

So yeah, I was a bit bummed. I was debating between a CUPID AU or this one and just figured this one because I have weird needs.

His days of peace and quiet were long gone. Miyuki Kazuya's days of getting actual work done were gone as well and so much for a nice vacation he had planned out. Even his own actual friend Kuramochi Youichi didn't believe in that sort of supernatural stuff (and neither did he), but the fact he would never be able to prove that somebody came out of an actual lamp made him question his sanity. The djinn was right in front of his face and had been following him around endlessly like a puppy for about a month now.

The worst part of it all was that he'd even tag along to his get-togethers with friends. Yeah, his idiot djinn got a lot of strange looks because of his typical wardrobe and Kazuya would simply try to ignore his existence, pretending he was simply a cosplayer, but it would prove futile when the djinn himself would embarrass him with his loud voice. Eventually Ryousuke started teasing, calling Kazuya coy, and saying that the idiot djinn was his boyfriend. No, no, and no.

He cursed the day he decided to go to that stupid antique shop with Youichi and Ryousuke to look for stuff. He had forgotten the original reason for their trip to the shop and why was a lamp given to him for free? Why did he even accept the stupid thing in the first place?

"Hyahaha, you should go ahead and rub it when you get home. Maybe you'll get three wishes." Youichi sneered.

"Yeah and then some magical genie or djinn will pop out." Kazuya said sarcastically, clearly unamused.

"Kazu-chan just doesn't want to admit it but he's probably excited."

"I'll probably just end up selling the thing."

"You're no fun and that's also not very nice." Ryousuke sighed, giving Kazuya a minor frown.

"Yeah man. They gave it to you for free and that thing looks like it's in perfect condition. Besides what if the genie turns out to be a hot girl?" Youichi said pointing at the lamp in Kazuya's hand.

"Youi-chan... you're an idiot." Ryousuke said highly unamused and gave Youichi a quick kick.

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His djinn never once called him master. He immediately called him by his first name as if they had been great friends from the start. He was loud, energetically obnoxious, rude, blunt, and extremely selfish. This guy was a handful and Kazuya was definitely losing whatever sanity he had left. He was more like a petulant child instead of this otherworldly being.

"—or instead of all that boring stuff you could wish for super strength! Or maybe even flying! Want to read minds? I'm HERE!" The djinn said with a million dollar grin and a thumbs up as mini fireworks were displayed in the background.

Child indeed...

He then magically started making objects in the room float around with his mere finger when noticing the other wasn't budging. Kazuya lost count as to how many times his so called djinn had tried to poorly convince him that making wishes would benefit him. He tried wishing him away but the djinn did not comply. So there went his only wish down the drain.

"You're really bad at this, and stop making my stuff float around."

"YOU JERK! Just make a damn wish! Or do you really like my company after all? Huh?" His eyes lit up with sheer joy.

"No. I really don't, especially when you sleep. It's terrible. Why the hell do you end up on my bed? You have your lamp!"

"Your bed is comfortable and I've been in there for far too long! Have some sympathy." The djinn said shrugging the matter off. "But really, why don't you just make your wishes come true and I can be on my way!"

"Because, genies and djinns are tricksters by nature."

The djinn gasped. "I wouldn't trick you!"

"Oh really? I've only known you for about a month and not through mutual liking either. How would I be so sure?"

"You're boring, master."

Kazuya felt his eye twitch from irritation at that taunt.

Cheeky brat.

"And you're an idiot."

"BASTARD!" The djinn gripped his shirt and started shaking him.

Kazuya got out of the other's grasp. "Listen here! I'm going out again. Don't follow me. Stay put or go out and find friends or a life." He muttered that last part, but it didn't go unnoticed.

"I would if you made some wishes!" The djinn huffed. "You're a real jerk Miyuki Kazuya, you know that? But don't worry! I didn't want to follow you anyway!" He said sticking his tongue out at his terrible master as he walked out the door.

Kazuya finally caught an actual break at the only place he knew the djinn wouldn't dare follow him inside of. He finished his last glass of scotch and it surely tasted like the burning bitter taste of reality. He forgot whoever suggested scotch to him but that was his money spent there so he drank it all. He wouldn't necessarily go to the bar on his own but it had become his sanctuary away from the pestering djinn. It was like the puppy he never asked for, a responsibility he wanted nothing to do with.

Kazuya wasn't much of a drinker either, but—sometimes people get pushed to extremes. On that same night he didn't really watch how many drinks he downed and Kazuya passed out. The next time he opened his eyes he found an all familiar guy with golden honey eyes staring right at him, clear concern etched onto his face. He wasn't even sure what time it was.

"AH! KAZUYA YOU'RE FINALLY AWAKE!" The djinn yelled at the top of his lungs, relief washed over him.

And ow, that surely hurt his eardrums, a lot.

"SHHH. Your voice is killing me. My head…"

"Ah, you were out drinking again! I knew it because when I saw you passed out in your car— Ya know Kazuya, you shouldn't be driving while—"

"Hey… just… be quiet for a moment, yeah?" Kazuya said rubbing his temples.

"Oh… right. Sorry."

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As the months passed Kazuya had gotten used to treating the djinn more humanely and the djinn himself gave up on nagging the other to make wishes. He wouldn't tell Kazuya, but he was starting to truly appreciate accompanying him places. It made him feel almost human again. Although Kazuya could really do without the whole floating around thing whenever he got the chance.

"Come on Kazuya, just say it again pleaseee!"

Kazuya sighed. "Why?"

"Because! You say my name in front of your friends when I tag along but not in private. Who does that?!"

Kazuya was starting to truly realize what being in a relationship was like but this wasn't one of those typical romantic relationships. It felt like an arranged marriage of some sort that he wanted no part of but got shoved into anyway. There was no way in hell he was crushing on a djinn, no way in hell. Besides, for all he knew, this could be a figment of his imagination. He really shouldn't be as bothered by this.

"E-Eijun."

The djinn perked up and stared at Kazuya's lips with intense focus, like if Kazuya were a magnet he was being drawn to.

"Say it again?"

"No, what the hell? I want to finish this paper. Go away."

Eijun pouted. "But…"

Truth be told, Kazuya just felt a bit awkward at the random level of closeness that had developed between them. He learned that Eijun was quite in fact a very touchy-feely type of guy. So the random pats on the back, leaning on shoulders, and even poking, were something to get used to. It wasn't like Kazuya wasn't capable of being that way but his friends weren't really like that.

"Hmm well, I'll call you by your name more often if you tell me all you know, like where you came from, and your djinn life. You know, that sort of stuff." Kazuya said with a small smirk.

The djinn contemplated about it for a few minutes but eventually gave in and shook his head in agreement.

"Alright. So how did you even become a djinn?"

"Uh, I used to be a human just like you."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, but the lamp that I came from got handed to me one day and well…" He sheepishly scratched the back of his head. "Let's just say those 3 wishes were very tempting! That djinn of mine was VERY CONVINCING!"

Kazuya looked completely disappointed. He knew his assumptions about his djinn were that he was an idiot but—

"You basically got tempted with all three wishes and took the place of the last genie while they got set free…"

"Yeah… that! Ah! So you do know about this stuff!"

Kazuya sighed. "Sort of, just wanted to make sure but wow, what the hell did you even wish for? Actually never mind don't tell me."

The djinn just huffed in annoyance as he crossed his arms feeling offended. The least his shitty master could do is pretend he cared.

"So what about your life before you became a djinn?"

"Oh you actually care? Hmph."

Kazuya heavily sighed this time at the bratty, but clearly hurtful display. "I did say I wanted to know more about where you came from didn't I?"

The djinn perked up and quickly forgave the other's sass. He explained to Kazuya that life years ago for him was quite interesting and that being an actual djinn defied logic in all aspects (as if Kazuya couldn't already tell with him being the prime example) because he retained his youthful adult look and stayed the same age from when he became cursed. He had been cursed to that lamp for a few decades. He spoke of his previous life before jumping from master to master and how some were much crueler than others. How some wanted world domination and others just made him stick around for company.

When Kazuya asked what happened with those who wished death upon many, he would simply not look him in the eyes and get quiet. When Kazuya changed the subject to lighten the mood the djinn would gain his usual enthusiasm back. He spoke of his love for baseball and how his passion for pitching never died out. How he even missed running on the fields during practice and the rush he'd get from standing on the mound knowing that it was his time to shine while raising his team's moral.

Kazuya figured the pitching position fit perfectly into that obnoxiously selfish attitude but it also piqued his interest because before he decided to go back to college, baseball was his first priority as well. The djinn made him look back on the passion he had for the sport, made him miss it. He started thinking maybe Eijun wasn't as bad as he thought.

"Ah, I was going to tease you about it but that's pretty sad about you missing out on the rest of your life, although your previous life sounded pretty ordinary."

"Well excuse me for not being entertaining, MASTER."

"Anyone ever call you Bakamura? Since your name is Sawamura Eijun but you're an idiot—"

"OI! Shut UP! I hate that stupid name!"

Kazuya lightly chuckled but quickly gave an apologetic look. "Sorry, I went kind of far with that one."

The djinn looked at him, quite surprised at the sudden apology and the rare but kind looking expression on display.

Kazuya raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "What?"

"Nothing… just… are you okay? Are you sick?" The djinn put his hand over Kazuya's forehead.

"What the hell are you—"

"YOU WERE NICE TO ME!"

Kazuya got the sudden urge to smack his idiot djinn on the head but held back and instead told himself he'd have to watch his own actions from then on. So much for trying to be sympathetic.

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If anyone were to ask Kazuya how he and Eijun met, he would have to lie out of his ass, which he did. The last time he finally decided to give up going to bars to gain back his sanity had an interesting turn. Looking back, Kazuya wouldn't have been able to clearly remember the events that transpired to trigger what had occurred. He simply remembered that after getting out of the typical bar, Eijun had found him slightly stumbling and scolding him, asking him why he even drank alcohol when he didn't even like it all that much. Little did Eijun know that he was the reason for him going there to drink his worries away and question life. Kazuya was known to get philosophical while drinking and it'd annoy Youichi to no end. It was a terrible habit, one that he eventually did let go of.

But before letting go, next thing they both knew, Kazuya mashed his lips against Eijun's in a very needy kiss but that was the start of an awakening of feelings in which neither had asked for. The heat of the moment, an urge, Kazuya wouldn't be able to explain but when Eijun had moaned, in a sultry tone right in Kazuya's ear, logic completely went out the window and he decided that the alleyway wouldn't have been a good place to explore one another anyway. He wondered why Eijun just sounded and looked so enticing when he asked for more and panted his name multiple times. He paid for a room at a nearby inn that night because he wasn't driving all the way back home and screw magical djinns and lamps and anything else that made his head hurt.

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They were getting close to a year and if Eijun hadn't known any better it felt like Kazuya had forgotten the fact that he was a djinn, at least until he magically made objects appear out of nowhere for his own amusement and to freak out Kazuya.

"I'm pretty hungry."

Kazuya grumbled unintelligibly, kicking the tangled sheets from his ankles in a vain attempt to cool down. It was mid-summer and the fact Eijun was like a living furnace didn't help. Oddly enough he was starting to get used to the heat curled against his side along with hot breath puffing over the sweat slicked skin of his neck.

"And I'm still tired." Kazuya muttered after a good pause, realizing that Eijun wanted an answer.

A hand swatted his chest, and he felt Eijun's chapped lips tug into a pout against his neck. "Bastard, Kazuya." He murmured.

Kazuya couldn't help but smile. Eijun then slid his fingers along the other's chest.

"H-Hey Kazuya?"

"Yeah?"

"How real am I to you…?"

The question startled Kazuya a little as he turned his head to glance in confusion at the disheveled mess of brown hair using his shoulder as a pillow.

"What the heck are you talking about? You're here right now aren't you?"

"Ah, yeah. I am. Forget what I just said." Eijun sat up stretching his arms high above him and releasing a loud, content sigh. "Guess I'll go look in the fridge since someone doesn't want to feed me!" He swung his legs over the edge of the bed as he leaned down to snatch up the crumpled cloth of shorts.

"I never agreed to become your personal cook."

A while back Kazuya and Eijun had gone shopping for clothes because being in the same get up for so long got boring (it was totally because Eijun attracted too much attention, especially when he unexpectedly showed up to hang out with him and his friends). Kazuya frowned, raising a hand to rub his forehead with the heel of his palm.

Why did reality suddenly have to smack him around? He felt a bit conflicted because his relationship got awkward all of a sudden—wait, it didn't happen, "all of a sudden". It just happened as time progressed, but nevertheless it got complicated and that's when he got an idea on how to get rid of the curse. Instead of Eijun staying a djinn while he decided to not use up his wishes, or make all three wishes and take Eijun's place—his plan might work, he was going to do something so damn simple because he wanted that lamp to disappear and why hadn't he thought of this before? He blamed the stupidity of it all rubbing off on him.

Kazuya remembered coming to the realization that Eijun's past masters had tricked him. That he would have to bear the curse until someone wished him free and that in order for the lamp to disappear the next person would have to make all three wishes. Making three wishes would be the wrong thing to do in this case, seeing as the lamp itself was cursed.

It was unfortunate at how gullible and unlucky his idiot djinn was, because the explanations Eijun had given made no sense. It was clear his past masters (or ex genies/djinns in his case) had him wrapped around their finger. It was just a vicious cycle of passing on the lamp, of keeping it alive. He explained that part to Eijun though, which of course the energetic djinn stared starry eyed at him but Kazuya also felt a bit guilty for not ever coming to this conclusion months ago or thinking about it, but that proved how much of a distraction Eijun had been to him. Yeah, it was Eijun's fault. It was his fault for worming his way into Kazuya's life. He felt guilty for wanting it to stay that way.

Kazuya blinked snapping out of his thoughts.

Eijun was singing merrily as he was about to put on one of Kazuya's spare shirts when a hand firmly gripped his shoulder and pulled him back to lean against a firm chest. Confused, Eijun tilted his head back to meet unreadable deep amber eyes with a wide eyed stare.

"HEY! What are you—uhhh…Kazuya?"

"I made up my mind. I have a wish." Kazuya murmured softly.

Eijun felt himself squirm, golden honey eyes locked in an intense stare with his master. "W-What is it?" The djinn swallowed. He was feeling pretty nervous about the whole ordeal because he had actually liked how things between them were going. He was content, but now Kazuya finally had a wish and even though he didn't treat him indifferently anymore he didn't want to lose him either.

"It's pretty simple, even for you." Kazuya said mockingly.

"YOU…"

"Shh, hear me out." Kazuya put his hand over Eijun's hair as he began to run his fingers through strands of moppy brown hair causing the djinn to hum contently.

"I wish for you to be free from this curse."

Eijun blinked. "That's all?"

Kazuya frowned and clenched his hand into a fist as he grounded his knuckles hard into the other's scalp. "What? I can't do that? I figured it'd be a win-win situation so don't give me that! I was just—I was afraid that if I wished for your freedom you would leave my side, but I shouldn't have been so selfish."

Eijun yelped and pushed the hand away, turning in Kazuya's grip to place his hands on broad shoulders and leaned close as he softly smiled. "I was going to stay by your side regardless. I fell in love with you, Miyuki Kazuya." He grinned widely as the other's eyes opened in complete shock and—he was blushing, Miyuki Kazuya was blushing.

"AH-HA! I made you blush! I made you blush!" Eijun spoke triumphantly as if he had saved an entire nation from misery.

Kazuya sighed, trying to calm himself down. "Y-You're… an idiot…"

"Well you're the one who fell in love with a djinn!"

"Ex-djinn. And yeah, I love my idiot ex-djinn."

The magic lamp had suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and vanished before their eyes.

Eijun's eyes sparkled in amazement.

"Why are you so amazed?" Kazuya asked. He'd think Eijun was used to magic by now.

"Because… No one ever wished for my freedom like that and I didn't think the lamp would disappear like that either!" Eijun started sniffling looking like he was about to cry as Kazuya sighed, more out of relief because he wasn't 100% sure that would have worked.

If anyone were to ask Kazuya ever again if he believed in magical lamps and genies or djinns, all he'd say would be that if they were real, they would be a real pain in the ass.