When Judar woke up he was swaying.

Literally swaying.

Why the hell was his vision moving side to side? And why the hell was he so hot?

He sits up, apparently he was laying on his back. When did he go to sleep? He doesn't know. He doesn't remember.

His eyes narrow as he heard the muscles and bones pop as he stretches. He frowns at the foul taste in his mouth as well. When did he go to sleep? Where did he go to sleep and why?

He doesn't remember, now that he thinks about it he really doesn't remember anything like yesterday or the day before. He rubs his face and turns his head at a noise, dark locks swaying around since they were out of his broad.

“Ah, I see you're woke. You kept me waiting Judal.”

He doesn't know why that damned voice made him physically and mentally relax but it does. He stares at the blue haired teen leaning against the doorway, biting an apple and a bowl of fruit in the other hand.

“How ya feel?”

He went to answer but a croak came out instead. He swallows then answer. “Like shit.”

Jannah snorts and takes another bite, a loud crunch.

As Judal stared he could see that the other looked different. He looked older, was taller, that was easy to tell. His eyes were brighter and he had a red symbol on his forehead.

“That's expected, you've been out for a week.” He says and sits the bowl on a table against the wall. Judal watches him as he rubs his eyes.

“Where… Am I?” He asks, more like demanded.

Jannah sits in a chair beside the table and rests his elbow on it, chin resting on his hand.

“Dark continent, specifically the rift.”

Judal blinks, what the hell was he doing all the way down here? Before he could ask more a peach was shoved in his face. He gladly accepts and starts to nibble away at it. Jannah stands, “I'll get you some water and new clothes.” With that he was gone.

When the door closed Judal rubbed his face again. He looked around the small room to regain his thoughts. He tried to think back to what happened in Balbadd and couldn't. With a grumble and a few curses he gave up, the rukh nudging him slightly. He waves them away with a curse under his breath.

The door opens again and Jannah pokes his head through side. “I figured you would want a bath instead.”

That was true, since he woke up in his own sweat, he felt sticky even though he only had his pants on.

“Can you walk?”

With a grunt he stood on the floor and balanced himself with a nod. The swaying had long stopped and he was thankful for that. The rukh around him was more calm and began to mingle with Jannah’s light and dark ones. He was beginning to feel more at ease with him here.

Jannah hums and takes his hand, “C’mon.” 

He was lead to a room, he didn’t memorize the turns they took or tried to look around to observe his surroundings. He was too exhausted to do or think of doing that. Jannah opened the wooden door and pulled him inside. Without a word Judar began to strip himself out his black pants and Jannah’s lips twitched up in amusement. The raven spots a bucket or water and a cloth at the corner of the room, without a word he goes to it.

“You’re awfully quiet.” Judar would’ve jumped out of skin at the sound of the other’s voice right next to his ear but he didn’t. For some reason  that didn’t happen at all.

“Headache….’m tired.” He answered instead and began to wash his face. Jannah hummed, “Alright.”

Judar felt a smirk come to his lips as he hears the other walk toward the door to leave. He looks over his shoulder. “I thought you were going to help me?”

Jannah stopped and looked at him, “Is that an invitation?”

Judal shrugged and turned back forward, running his fingers through his hair to untangle it. “Is that an invitation Judal?” He repeats, now leaning against the door, arms crossed against his chest. Judal doesn’t turn around.

“Take it how you want Jannah.”

~~~~~
Judal pulls on the dark shirt over his head. It was long sleeved, and light, there were also holes in it where his shoulders showed but he didn't really care.  He pulls on the dark pants as well, the old ones were discarded somewhere else. He didn't really care.His hair was left undone since he didn't have a tie and it was still a bit damp. He brushes his bangs out his forehead as he heard a knock.

Jannah pokes his head in the room. “Are you done?”

“Yeah yeah, just my hair.” He answers and Jannah walks in and hands him a towel. “I won't do much.” The raven only shrugged.

Jannah began to braid his hair back, his wasn't as wet as the other’s, thankfully.

“So where am I really?”

Jannah finishes the braid, “I told you, dark continent.”

“Okay wise ass, where am I specifically?”

Jannah blinked at the tone and his eyes flashed before looking to the side. “A friend's house. He let me stay here when I first came here.” He narrows his eyes. “You should know him, or of him.”

Judal had no time to be playing these games, the buzzing in his head went down some but it was still there and irked him. He was a bit lightheaded, probably from sleeping all the damn time and not eating. He was really not in the mood.

An amused look came across the other's face and blue eyes stared him down. Then they looked away.

“Yunan’s.” He finally answers and Judal raised an eyebrow. Yunan? The wandering magi? He's never thought much of him, hell he could care less about the guy. All he knew was that he was a magi, he really didn't show face that much.

He finished braiding his own hair and tossed it over his shoulder. “What for then?”

Jannah shrugged. “To keep you safe of course. I couldn't let that organization find you and there's no way in hell I'll let Sinbad keep you. I don't trust him.”

Judal made a smug look at the last bit. “Scared I'll run off with him?”

Jannah gave an equally smug look of his own. “Oh, I know you wouldn't, I'm way more interesting.”

He had him there.

Jannah turns and waves him over. “C’Mon, we have to talk with Yunan.”
~~~~

It was a cabin they were in, a small one. Judal sat on a pillow on the floor as Jannah moved throughout rooms and such, he sighs. This was a drag but in a way he felt light. Like he didn't have to worry about a damn thing anymore, he didn't have anyone breathing down his back and the feeling of constantly being watched.

He leans back against the pillow, it was comfortable.

He hears voices coming toward the main room, there was Jannah's, another voice, and one deeper than both. He raised an eyebrow as Jannah walked in, followed by the tall blonde and another tanned man.

“Ah, he is woke!” Yunan exclaims then addresses him cautiously, “Are you hurt, your head?”

“Fine.” He answers gruffly. He wasn't used to so much light rukh in one place! It was just too bright.

Jannah sits next to him, the few dark rukh around him resting on Judal. “No need to be hostile Yunan.”

The blonde magi frowned but leaned back, resting on his staff. “Alright then, no harm in being too careful.”

Judal huffed. “What are we here for anyway?’’

Jannah leans his hand over and taps his forehead. “Well for one, you're not with that organization anymore.” He says flatly. “You're going to be with us.”

“Us?”

Jannah hums, “Yes, you're free to do and go wherever you like, just not back to them and as long as you're with me.” he stated matter of factly with an impassive expression. A sweat mark appeared on the dark magi’s head.

“Did you tell him what you did?” The other man asked and Jannah shook his head. Before Judal could speak Jannah answered.

“His name is Akmethu, he is an old friend of mine and Yunan. We can trust him. Also, while you were unconscious in Balbaad, I looked into your mind and memories.  That woman but a spell on you and I put an end to it.” He says as it was the most obvious thing in the world. Judal narrowed his red eyes for a split second.

This means….

He was free..?

He didn't have to stay at Kou? He didn't have to be around that woman, constantly under watch with her underlings? He could do whatever the hell he wanted?

A grin spread across his face, oh this was just too damn good!

“The spell she placed on you,” the tanned man, Akmethu began, he was seated in one of the wooden chairs, leaning against it while looking at the ceiling. “Was a mind controlling one, or more like mind corruption.” His green eyes scanned both of them. “She could have used to to force you into deprivation and forget some of your earlier memories. Which you might regain through time.” He explains.

Judal blinks, he's been in depravity for as long as he could remember, or so he thought. The only memories he had was from the palace and nie that he thought about it, he doesn't even know his real parents.

He really did hate that bitch.

“That's all for now,” Akmethu says, then turns to Jannah, “I trust you'll tell him more and you'll be staying too?”
~~~~~

Aladdin sits on the deck of the boat. It was night time now, and it had been a week since his older brother left.

At first Aladdin was depressed, the both of them had just been reunited and he wanted to tell his brother of all the things and people he and Ugo saw along the way to Balbadd. He wanted to tell them about the caravan of merchants they met, how he met a princess, Miss Hakuei, and how he met Baba in the village.

The older told him he had to take Judal to a friend to help him get on their side. He said judal would be a great help to them. Even though Aladdin didn't like the other that much at first, but he had faith in his brother.

He looks down at the flute in his hands, where Ugo’s symbol no longer glowed. Jannah told him that he would do his best with him but couldn't guarantee anything, he did have high hopes.

A sigh escaped his lips, Alibaba had not woke up yet. He was still sleep from shock. Morgiana would come to check on his once or twice a day, Aladdin would too. He debated to go inside or not, he would have to risk running into Sinbad. Aladdin did like the man, it was weird really. But he would ask questions, like what Jannah was doing with Judal, and about them. Jannah warned him not to talk.

So that's what he did.

He gave little information as possible and the king would pout.

He hums and turns back around toward the rooms. Oh well.

“Goodnight Nii-san.”
~~~~~~

Judal lands on the ground with a loud thud. A groan leaves him as his anger was rising more and more. This was the third time he was sent flying to the ground. Even though he couldn't see Jannah he could feel the shit eating grin the other was wearing. He wanted the wipe that grin off his face.

Jannah lands softly next to him and nudges him with the butt of his staff. “You alive.”

Judal swats it away and grumbles a line of strong curses. “Lovely.”

They were training. Jannah was teaching him a few spells with the help of the other two magicians. Yunan kept his distance and would watch, only giving advice. Akmethu would help by giving demonstrations and explaining here and there.

“Break?”

Judal flipped over and glared at him. “Like hell.” He hissed. Even though his arms were screaming otherwise. Jannah chuckles and leans on his staff. “So stubborn” he mumbles, then sits next to him. “We have been at it since dawn, I guess we can take a break.”

It had already been a month since being here. This was their daily routine. Get up, wash up, train, eat and sleep.

Judal loved the last part.

He huffs and looks up at the sky. They moved to a village that was on the edge of the rift. The people were humble, judal thought it was annoying. Now the would come up to the surface to train and fly all the down just to sleep.

It was so damn tiring!

After a few minutes Jannah stood. “C’mon, let's head back early.”

He sighs and reluctantly gets up.

~~~~~
Four more months went by.

Judal was in the air, upside down and looking down below at the world. He let's out a whistle. The sun was rising and the golden glow was beginning to take on the world.

Over half the year he did change, physically and mentally of course. Not a lot but there was a few changes. He was taller, for one. He didn't wear his old clothes and jewelry either.  He wore a black long sleeve shirt, it did show his midriff like his old one. The sleeves showed his shoulders as well. He kept the black pants which now held belts and he wore a purple sash across his chest. He didn't wear the golden choker anymore not the bangles on his arms. The purple symbol that was similar to the red one Jannah had was on his forehead. It showed brightly as his eyes went wide.

“Damn that's a view!” He shouts over the wind, holding his dark staff.

Jannah hums in agreement, sitting on his own staff. He smirks at the other. “You seem happy.”

“Well,” Judal starts with a crooked smile, “I did have a nice wake up call thanks to you.” He heard the other snort rather loudly. He ignored it, the two had gotten pretty close to each other over the half year.

Judal shakes to thought out his head for later and looks back over to his partner. “Anyway, where the hell are we going this early?”

Jannah looks forward. “Well at first I wanted to go to Sindria, where Aladdin is.”

Judal raises an eyebrow. “I thought we were staying with Blondie?” Jannah shook his head. “We have things to do of course.” Then he reaches over and presses their lips together. Judal doesn't fight back one bit and smirks. Jannah pulls away, “Plus I want to show you off.”  Judal says nothing for a few minutes, holding his smirk. “Alright.”

~~~~~~
Extra:

To say he was shocked was a grand understatement. As he looked at the huge boy that is his brother he stood a bit speechless…

Judal had doubled over in laughter, calling the boy an overblown chibi.

How his little brother managed to get to this state worried him greatly. What happened? Did he eat too much, did he get sick?

The boy wobbles over to him like a penguin and waves happily. “Hey nii-san!!”

Jannah blinks, once, twice…

He turned toward Sinbad with the most sinister expression he could muster.

“What the fuck did you do to my brother you perverse man!?”he all yelled and pointed his staff at him. Sinbad’s face went white as he held up his hands in surrender.

“I-I haven't  done a thing! I haven't been here for the past months or so to do so!”

“So you admit you would have done something!?”

“WAIT- NO - OF COURSE NOT!”

“Nii-san, uncle Sinbad didn't do anything.”

Jannah stares at his brother with an impassive expression. He then looked at the blonde boy not too far away, hiding behind a corner.

He looks back at Aladdin before taking a deep breath.

“Run.” Is all he said.

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So in the manga, if I remember correctly, Alibaba and Aladdin got so depressed that they ate so much and became bloated, it was really funny to me so I added it as an extra. Well Jannah's reaction. Haha.