《Other Worldly - Magi Fanfiction》Chapter 19 - The Date
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"Don't you have somewhere else to be?" Mei hissed at me. I was currently sitting on the counter in the kitchen, reading a book and taking notes.
"Not that I know of," I shrugged. "I still need to talk to Yukino about that thing, but he's been spending all his time with Kansi, which I don't want to interfere. I've also gone around and asked anyone if they nerd help, which is a no. And none of the kids want to learn something from me." Through my spule Mei stood in front of me, arms crossed, wooden spoon in hand, and foot tapping a speedy rhythm.
She clicked her tongue at me. " How about your date," she reminded me with sass in her voice. I just looked up at her and rolled her eyes. " I'm confuse Ads," she sighed, "You are in love with him. You would talk about him with more enthusiasm than defeating our foe. You would sneak out just to see his face. We all think you should go for it, be happy. But know that you can you don't want to?"
I let out a long breath, setting my book beside me. " Mei, I just don't know... "I confessed," I want to, but I need to focus on defeating Al Tharmen."
"Stop shouldering that task alone," she hissed hitting my head with the spoon, "You have all of us. And we know they're against Al Tharmen, would it be that bad to tell them, and gain an ally?" I've actually been thinking about doing that, for years. I just didn't want to change Sin's destiny.
I was staring down at my feet deep in thought." What the heck Audria, just go on the fucking date, " Mei groaned, pulling me out of the kitchen." You can think about this after." I sighed as she threw me out the front door of the orphanage.
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I sighed and put up my hood of my robes. I begrudgingly made my way up to the palace. Once again the guards just let me through. I don't know why it bothered me so much. I wasn't even to the door when I servant ran up to me. She was a frantic maid with fidgeting hands. She was younger than I, so I assumed she was new-er. "Miss, King Sinbad sent me to bring you to him," she said, her shaking transferring into her voice.
"You don't need to be nervous," I told her bluntly, "No one will blame you if some minor inconvenience happens. Just do your best and you'll be fine." I flashed her a genuine smile, before emy face went back to annoyed. My words didn't seem to help, as she continued to slouch in our way to where ever in God's name Sin was.
We never entered the palace, instead took paths through the gardens. We soon came upon a gazebo where you could see the mop of purple hair a mile away. "I got it from here," I told the maid and charged on ahead, wanting to get this obligation done and out of the way.
I pushed my way through the ghost an over grown bush, not caring I was no longer on a path. "I'm here!" I declared through my irritation. I spread my arms out to the side and threw my head back. "Even though I don't want to."
"I was scared you weren't going to show up," he confessed with a cheeky smile. He held out a hand to assist me up the two stairs into the gazebo.
"Your fears are valid," I agreed, taking his hand. I noticed there was a table in the center of the structure. It seemed out of place like it wasn't usually there, but it still worked. There were two plates of food sitting on it. I recognized the food, my favorites growing up. Steamed salmon, mashed potatoes, and strawberries. How I managed to grow those in a terrible garden is still beyond me. Just the fact he remembered something as simple as that sent a slight pink tint to my face. Oh, why dose my brain and heart need to be at war?
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"But you did come," he pointed out. I couldn't see it but I knew there was a smile on his face. I shrugged in agreement.
I grabbed the ends of my robe and wrapped it around myself, hiding within it. "You know it's a bit early to eat," I pointed out. I had just eaten lunch an hour ago. In all honesty I was hungry, but I didn't want to appear to be a gluten. Great I even care about what he thinks.
"If I remeber correctly, you're always hungry," he said, pulling out a chair for me. I gave him a glare, in turn from his excited smile. My stomach defied me and growled an entire symphony. We both just started laughing. "And I am right."
I rolled my eyes and sat down in the seat he was holding out for me. "Thanks," I grumbled as I sat down. A pink rukh fluttered in front of my face from behind me. I sighed, knowing it blended well within the ones swarming me.
"So, what did you do after you left Reim?" he asked, trying to maintain a conversation. I looked off into the distance trying to figure out the answer to that question myself. "Like you seem successful, just throw did you get there."
"Short, Long or, Medium?" I asked knowing three ways I could tell the story of our almost ten years apart.
Sin glanced to where I was staring off to, to find there was nothing. I'd always stare off into nowhere, but I guess that he never figures that out. " We've got time for the long one," he said mimicking my slouch position in his own chair.
"Alright," I sighed, trying to figure out where to start. "Just a warning, not as an extrevigant story tell as you." He laughed at my comment.
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