《Other Worldly - Magi Fanfiction》Chapter 8 - Reim
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-Seventeen Years of Age-
I was walking around Reim, just trying to figure out what to do. I had finally left Yunan, as I knew everything he could teach me. I then came to Reim to talk to Lady Scheherazade. I just wanted to make sure I wouldn't have an enimy out of her. Yet at the moment she was busy, and I wasn't scheduled to meet her later in the day.
I found myself in a busy market place. I looked around me to see crowded stand and shops. At that moment, it hit me like a truck. I had completely forgotten, Sin was a merchant, that resideded in Reim. I started walking, this time having a destination. I only needed to get directions once, then I easily found the busy shipping house.
I stood to the side of the entrance, awkwardly watching everything. There were crates going in and our, people directing them where to go. "Excuse, but how may I help you," a female voice asked me. I turned to find a tall woman with blue hair, and a baby in her arms with a kid following behind her. Rurumu.
"Oh, you're kids are adorable," I told her. I started making faces for the baby, and it was giggle. I then snapped out of it. "Sorry, I'm looking for Sin." Her face became one of fear and anger.
"I must apologize for whatever he did..." she srarted saying. She must have thought I was one of the girls he flirted with, and possible bedded. I couldn't help but let out a laugh.
"It's not like that," I assured her, "I'm his childhood friend, Ady. I'm in Reim for some business, abd I just wanted to catch up."
"Oh you're Ady," her face lit up a bit, "He has spoken of you. I wouldn't have expect... well something like you. I am trying to be rude. Just the way he described you I wasn't expecting a giro wearing trousers."
"I guess he didn't tell you about the time I pushed him off a roof," I told her, letting out a little laugh of nostalgia. "He cried for hours over a scrapped leg." She seemed slightly amused by this fact.
"It would have been strange to know Sinbad as a child," Rurumu confessed.
"It's strange to know him at all," I shrugged. I started looking our over the crowd of workers. It wasn't that I wasn't enjoying talking to Rurumu, its that I needed to start getting ready for my meeting with Lady Scheherazade soon. Into my vision floated a pink rukh. I turned to the direction they came from to find my purple haired friend st and I there watching me. "Take a picture, it lasts longer," I told him, smirking at him.
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"Ady!" he screamed before running over and giving me a hug. "It's so good to see you."
"I made the right desicion to come see you," I laughed in agreement, hugging him back. We separated slightly, but still stayed in each others personal space. Neither of us minded. I got lost in his eyes, and he got lost in mine. It was as of we could tell what happened to each other through our eyes. His still held that look, that look he gave me every time he saw me. He was still in love with me.
Honestly it it wasn't like I was out of love. I did tend to miss him, and have my mind wonder back to him in the most awkward of times. Not to mention I had my fair share of fantasies, that went past fangirling. If that is even possible. But it felt nice to just be there with him. Then I snapped out of it, as I felt people's gazes penetrating the little bubble we had created.
"Well, I'll be in Reim for a bit," I started, slapping in arm and backing away a bit, with a blue threatening to appear. "And I was wondering if you wanted to go do something to catch up."
"Absolutely," Sin agreed, realizing why I suddenly backed away. "How about tonight?"
"Sure," I agreed, "I'll come back here around six." I started walking away, "See you then!"
-Six o'clock-
My meet in with Lady Scheherazade ran later than I expected. So I was runnung through the streets, by the time I was meant to be with Sin. I was about to run I side when I heard voices. "You should take her to the Coliseum," said a male voice I hadn't heard before.
"You can't take a lady to the Coliseum," Sin disagreed with whoever offered that. I smirked with an idea. I took a step inside, neirhwr noticed me.
That was until I spoke. "Good thing I'm not a lady," I laughed, "I'm actually down with going to the Coliseum." Sin turned to face me, and his face lit up a bit. "You know my point would be stringer if I wasn't wearing a dress." I had needed to dress nice for my meeting, and didn't have time to change.
"If I knew you were going to dress up, I would have to," Sin said. He approached me, and grabbed my hand. Great he was going to try and flirt with me.
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"Okay first," I sighed, pulling my hand away, "don't try to flirt with me." He looked a little dejected by this. "And I'm wearing a dress because I need to wear one for the business I needed to take care of, and it went later than I expected." Sin and I started walking. I wasn't sure to were, but I just followed him.
"Who did you meet with?" Sin wondered. Why I wasn't sure, but I wasn't one to lie.
"Lady Scheherazade," I said nonchalantly. He stopped walling and watched me in shock. It was time for me to explain, a bit. "She is a fellow of my mentor, and he wanted me to talk with her before I go on my way."
"What have you done over these past five years?" he asked, finally getting around to that question. He continued walking.
Yeah! Story time! "When I originally left I wanted to come to Reim, but with the war, I wasn't sure that was a good idea. So I made my was to an eastern port city, got a job, and saved up for a ferry to Balbadd. I stayed there for a while. I left headed to the oasis cities. I then met my parents, like my actual parents. Sadly we needed to go our own ways. Then I met my mentor, and he agreed to teach me. I stayed with him until a week ago. Through the years I traveled with him all over the world. But when we weren't traveling we stayed in.... for the lack of a better name, the Dark Continent."
"Wow," he commented. I hadn't noticed, but he led me out to the docks, which were deserted at this time of day. We sat down at the end of the dock, and talked. We were always able to talk for hours on end, never running out of things to say. We still could.
"You'll make a great king," I told him after he told me his goal, which I already knew. "I wish I had such well defined goal."
"Why don't you stay with me?" he offered, timidly grabbing my hand. I looked down at our overlapping hands. I ran my thumb over his.
"I wish I could," I said with a sad smile, "But you misunderstood me." I looked up into his confused golden eyes. "I have a goal. It's just so... so hard to reach, at times it seems pointless." I fell back, to look up at the sky, my hand still in his. "I know it will take years upon years to reach. I could dye without fully accomplishing it." I slipped my hand out of his. "But I'm the only one who can do this. Who will even try. So I can't forget about it."
I sat back up, watching the eend of the sunset in silence. I was just thinking over everything that has happened to us. Badr came to my mind. I couldn't help but let out a little snicker. "Irony is hilarious," I started talking, filling in the silence. "One of the last things your dad said to me was, 'If either of you have a say in it, you will always be by his side.' He was talking about us." I could hear him scoff at the irony. "We were always stubborn, but I guessed we learned not to be stubborn to each other. I doubt we could have been friends if we hadn't."
"I guess he was wrong," Sin shrugged. I changed my position, so I could face him. Instead of having my legs range off the edge of the dock they were tucked beneath me.
"He was right," I said. I was my turn to seduce the future womanizer of the seven seas. I reach a hand out, and put it on his far cheek, pull it to move his head to face me. I leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "In his own way." I separated ourselves before anything else could happen.
I started to stand up, when his hand reached out to my arm. "Ady?" he looked up at me with pleading eyes.
"You deserve my first kiss, you already have my heart," I told him, "But I still have my goal, and you have yours. We'll see eachother again. Fate has deemed it so." I walked away from him, the heels I was wearing clicking on the boardwalk as I walked away from my confused friend, and love.
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