Disclaimer: I do not own Magi, its story, or the characters. That right belongs to Shinobu Ohtaka. I own the idea(s) and OC's contained within this story. And hope that you as read respect that. Please don't use the OCs without my permission, as she has been with me since I was six. On a different note, she and her other half are starring in another of my stories.

Author's Note: The story will be taking a bit of a faster twist and turn now. But as the 2.5 yr gap between the end of the Mandstadt war and Alibaba returning is free play, I am now going to have some delicious story-altering fun. So if you do not like that, I politely ask you toturn around and leave now because I don't see the point in wasting your time and mine.

re·verse /rəˈvərs/ - noun

a complete change of direction or action.

"The growth actuates a reverse of photosynthesis."

Synonyms: Opposite, contrary, opposing, contrasting

Nine months after Ren Kouen arrives on samon island.

Year 1, Month 12 (June), Day 5

Kouha POV

All he could do was shake his head. His body ached everywhere, and Kouha was sure to find bruises when he bathed later. Kouen had pissed Lunaria off again. And this time to keep her from leaving, he'd offered to spar with her. Now he knew why Koumei had given him a pitiful look.

Angry females were not unknown to him. His sisters were proven and battle-hardened warriors, able to hold their own. Even with their Djinn, they didn't hold a candle to him, Kouen, and now Lunaria.

Kouha was in awe of how vicious Lunaria had been. Each strike was well placed, timed, and undefendable. His opinion of Lunaria was once more changed. Kouha enjoyed learning more about her actual skill level with weapons. This time they'd used wooden swords, which was to be his advantage. Or so he'd thought.

Kouha smiled as he accepted Lunaria's proffered hand. Once he grasped it, Kouha pulled Lunaria to the ground beside himself. He was changing their situation.

"Do you feel better?" He asked, his voice breathless and light.

When her odd ringed eyes met his pink, Kouha smiled.

"A bit," Lunaria replied. Her lips twitched as if she was trying to keep from returning his smile. "Sorry for attacking with intent, even if it wasn't at the killing level."

Kouha felt his jaw go slack as he stared at the strange woman beside him. His mind tried to imagine what she'd look like with the intent to kill on her small, pale face. Yet nothing came to mind.

"It's okay," Kouha replied as he shook his head slightly. "Kinda glad we've never met on a battlefield. And I know you don't like to kill."

The gentle and warm smile he got had Kouha tilting his head.

"You should go soak; otherwise, you're going to be stiff," Lunaria said. "I'll soak later, okay?"

Koumei's POV

Humility. It was something Koumei tried to practice. And his Elder brother, and house guest, Lunaria, needed a rather large dose of it. However, Koumei wasn't proud of what he'd just done. He felt it was needed badly. And this time, it was Lunaria's fault.

He sighed as he put the freshly washed dinner dishes back on their prospective shelves. Koumei recalled the events from this morning. Lunaria and Ikda were late to emerge from their room, which was odd since the girl was an exceptionally early riser. A loud thud had Kouen rushing over and pulling the hanging cloth curtain door open.

Koumei had seen his brother's face(via side profile) go through a few shades of color before settling on dark red. And instinctively, Koumei knew to stay where he was. Though the shrill, shocking scream from inside the room had him cringing. Only to feel a coldness settle in as Lunaria called his Elder brother a pervert.

Koumei quickly realized the situation and found it odd that Lunaria would say that while being very comfortable in various stages of undress(if not outright nudity). Then again, Koumei rationalized it had to be situational? Even if it had started from worry.

The verbal fight that had followed gave Koumei a literal headache. Kouen and Lunaria kept insulting each other until they both exclaimed that the other did not have much to look at, let alone offer another person. It was so childish. A thing he'd never thought to associate with his Eldest brother, Kouen Ren.

Glancing at the door to their shared house, Koumei saw Kouha's head peek in and look around. His pink eyes narrowed in suspicion. Kouha just smiled darkly while lifting his eyebrows. He was enjoying how leery Kouha became as he entered the house.

"Koumei, what did you do?"

Giving a light laugh, Koumei turned and walked back to his room. They'd hear about it, or not, by morning. The tables would be turned on one or both of the parties involved.

Kouen's POV

Kouen inhaled the steam from the hot spring. His eyes closed as he tried to relax. The day had started badly, and in a way, he only had himself to blame. But then again, Kouen was human, prone to mistakes and idiocy, and very much a man.

Shifting his body, his arms were spread, resting across the edge of the hot spring, head tilted back as he fought against his body's natural reaction. Kouen did not like that his mind(and body) kept betraying him by replaying the scene from this morning.

He had been closest to the loud noise from Lunaria's room. When he'd jerked the cloth covering the door open, he'd frozen, his mind instantly going blank. Anyone would have had that reaction be it a man or woman. Though his mind quickly rationalized the scene was caused purely by accident.

Lunaria had been knocked to the floor by a now-year-old Kida, who had almost doubled in size since coming to live with them. Yet that fact alone couldn't get his body to react and look away as was proper. No, not when the damnable woman, not a girl(since he could no longer see her as a mere girl), was on the floor contorted in an indecent position(reminiscent of the court performers who were-flexible).

Her sleeping robe was open, and one breast had spilled out. While the lower half was wide open, leaving nothing to the imagination. One of Lunaria's arms was pinned due to her blanket, and that blanket was hooked under one of her knees, lifting it up and almost behind her head. The position left her very open and exposed. And from the way Kida was purring, a corner of the blanket in his mouth, it was clear that Kida caused all this while trying to play with Lunaria?

Kouen had been glad it was just Koumei in the house. Kouha would have shoved his way into the room to see what had happened to Lunaria. And Kouen was already at his limit with his younger brother, where she was concerned—having seemingly found a way to bypass the no touching Lunaria rule.

Kouen shifted his hips as his body finally won over him, trying to suppress his natural urges. The heat and steam only compounded his rising body temperature. Glad he was alone, Koen used his upper body strength to lift himself from the hot spring and sit on its edge. He'd not sought anyone recently to help alleviate the frustration. If Kouen was a dishonest man, he'd long ignored Tician's word in that dream to protect Lunaria's mind, body, and soul.

Kouen felt his lips curl into a smirk and quit trying not to think about this morning. He grabbed himself with his good arm and hand while supporting himself with the magical prosthetic arm. Then like he had on many battlefields in the dark of the night started to relieve himself.

Lunaria's POV

She was still badly shaken from this morning. Kida had been feeling playful and had decided to jump at her while she'd been putting the blanket on the bed. It was terrible enough Lunaria slept so late due to having dreams she couldn't remember. LEaving her very frustrated and not in the mood to play with Kida.

So when Lunaria had pushed Kida away, she had not expected the little shit to grab the blanket in his mouth and run between her legs. The result had been her falling, entangled, in the blanket. Of course, with the blanket still in his mouth, Kida had run up and sat by her head, purring loudly and proudly as if he'd done a good thing! Causing her left leg to lift, opening the lower half of her sleeping robe to her waist.

Lunaria had attempted to shift herself so she could pull the blanket from Kida's mouth. But Kida didn't let go and stepped over her head, snagging her reaching arm and pinning it. Kida's action caused the top of her sleeping robe to open, exposing her chest, and brought her left leg wrapped in the blanket up to her head.

Before she had a chance to think of how to get out while realizing someone would come to investigate her fall. So when Kouen stood in the doorway, red eyes wide and string like a frozen statue, Lunaria had naturally panicked. The embarrassment of being exposed in such a position had her reacting and screaming at him, calling him a pervert. His reaction to that had kept them verbally insulting each other. They were acting like idiotic children. Which only served to piss both of them both off further. And Lunaria was aware Kouen and herself hadn't meant those final insulting words.

Growing to herself, Lunaria hugged the small wooden tub with her bathing supplies tighter. She was heeding Koumei's advice to soak in the enclosed Hot Spring. Of course, Lunaria was eager to do that; her body was still sore from Kouha's rebuttal attacks when they spared this afternoon.

Naturally, Lunaria had made Kouha bathe first while she'd cooked dinner, which had been silent and tense. Then she had left to toss the refuse from prepping dinner. Only to be accosted by a few of the village youths. They were earnest and honest, but none ever caught her fancy. She wished they'd give up.

Koumei had been waiting for her return and looked slightly annoyed when she told him why she'd taken so long. But here she was now. Lunaria decided while relaxing that she'd try to figure out a way to apologize to Kourn for her childish behavior.

Suddenly pleased with her pseudo plan, Lunaria hummed happily and walked through the hanging cloth doorway. The steam trapped in the hut blasted her face, causing a thin layer of sweat to bead on her forehead.

Taking a deep breath and allowing the heat to settle in her lungs, Lunaria heard something move in the water and looked. Lunaria froze as her mind blanked as her eyes widened upon meeting, glazed, satiated, and smug red eyes. Her heart pounding filled her ears as Lunaria felt her head go light.

It was difficult, requiring a few tries, before Lunaria opened her mouth as movement drew her gaze down to Kouen's bobbing Adam's apple, then lower to his collarbone, set between his broad shoulders. Still, it was as if something compelled her gaze to continue its path over toned abs. When her eyes finally stopped dropping, they settled on the movement that initially drew her gaze. Lunaria felt her breath become stuck in her throat as the steamy air seemed to burn her lungs suffocatingly.

Some part of Lunaria's subconscious supplied that she wasn't unfamiliar with a male's body, nor the movement she could not look away from. But that train of thought had Lunaria closing her eyes as she dropped the wooden tub in her arms and backpedaling.

"Oh my, I-I... Fuck!" Lunaria stuttered as she spun and ran from the bathing hut.

Behind her, the deep, rich baritone laugh echoed as it seemed to follow her. And Lunaria knew two things. First, she was now a hypocrite. And second, she'd not forget the sight of a naked, smug Ren Kouen pleasuring himself any time soon!

TBC!