Chapter 1: Iago, I don't think I'm in Toontown Anymore

Morning was a routine for Jafar. He usually would wake up to Iago screeching in his ear or his alarm. He was currently lying on his stomach, one arm resting under his pillow. He was waiting for one of those two sounds to wake him up. So when he felt his bed shift he was positive the little parrot was going to wake him up. He waited to feel him land on his shoulder and shriek for him to wake up to feed him or something of that nature. Instead of the usually ear-drum shattering screech in his ear he felt something lightly crawl over his shoulder. He moaned and tried to brush off whatever was crawling on him. He shifted, pulling the covers over his shoulder. Whatever Iago was doing, it wasn't amusing. He let out a small sigh as he melted into his pillow. Suddenly he felt light feathery kiss on his neck. He groaned.

"Iago…seize this foolishness."

The occupant trying to wake him, chuckled then kissed the sorcerer on the cheek.

"I'm not Iago, hon."

Jafar's eyes snapped open. That was not Iago's voice. It was too deep, too smooth. He rolled over. Dark brown eyes locked with forest green. Leaning over him was a tall muscular tan-skinned man with wavy black hair and thin Italian mustache and goatee. The man was shirtless, showing his abs and muscles. The only thing he was wearing was a dark blue silk pajama bottoms.

"N-Nijad!" the former royal adviser yelped.

Jafar scrambled away from him, only for his legs to be caught in the black covers of the bed. He groaned in pain as fell out of the bed, landing on the top of his head. As much as he was in pain, his only main focus at the time was to get away from his ex. Trying to get out his legs out of the tangled mess of blankets, thoughts raked his mind.

How did he get here? How did he find him? Why didn't Iago warned him?

It had been years since Jafar had last seen Nijad. The sorcerer had left the man to get out of a physical abusive relationship. The man was once his lover but after the abuse started he had to leave him. He couldn't allow himself to fall for him. Not after what happened him all those years ago. But falling into his green eyes was so tempting… no! He had to be strong. His eyes flashed coldly at him.

Nijad had not registered the look. He was focused on making sure the thinner man was alright. He went over and helped him up, dusting off the maroon silk pajamas.

"Are you okay J.J.? I didn't mean to startle you hon."

Jafar pulled his arm away. Startled him? More like scared him to death!

"Get away from me! Don't touch me! How did you even get in here!?"

Nijad was taken back. He wasn't expecting to be yelled at. He was beyond confused to why he was upset with him. He pulled him up and gently led him over to the bed.

"I came through the door…" he answered slowly, like it was the most obvious thing in the word.

The taller man ran his hand through the former royal adviser's hair, feeling for any bumps. Normally by now he would have eaten breakfast and headed off to work at his Oil Company. He was the CEO of Issa Oil. But of course he couldn't leave the man he loved when he was hurt. It just wouldn't be right. He had to stay and make sure that he was alright.

Jafar flinched at the touch. He closed his eyes when he thought that he was going to strike him. He waited a few moments. When nothing happened he opened his eyes. He was completely confused to why he was so gently to him. Well, he was gentle with him before he moved in with him. But once he moved in he started turning aggressive and violent. He was positive that he was going to be furious with him for leaving. So…why was he being so gentle?

"You got a nasty bump on your head hon. I'll get you some ice."

"Where's Iago at? What have you done to him?"

"I haven't done anything to him. Iago's in his room still asleep. You normally wake him up by now. Come on, let's get that ice. You hit your head pretty hard."

The sorcerer was suspicious to why his ex was acting like everything was okay between them. Did the man get amnesia? Lost his mind? And Iago… Why hasn't that bird woken up yet? Was he drugged? Did Nijad drug him so he couldn't help him? Was this some attempt to try and win him back? He didn't want to go back! He wanted to tell him off, get angry at him, smite him, yet… his fear of being hit kept him silent.

"You rest right here hon."

Jafar watched him nervously as he went into the kitchen. He had no idea on how the man was going to act. He had grown to be wary of handsome man. One moment he could be sweet and loving to him and the next he would be on the ground in pain. He took the time to figure out how to escape from the CEO. The front door was right across the- wait a minute. As he looked around he realized he wasn't in his house. He was in Nijad's.

He recognized the royal red wall decorated with artworks, photos, and shelves holding expensive knick-knacks. The burgundy rug was pressed clean. There was a large flat screen TV, a glass coffee table, two large tan colored couches, each on a side of a brown recliner. He suddenly felt panic well up inside of him. He wasn't home. Why did Nijad kidnapped him? Was he going to force him to be his once again? Fear gripped him. He left him for this reason.

He let out a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of wings flapping. Iago was coming down. Good. That meant the parrot could fly off and get the other villains to help him! There was hope! When he saw the parrot he called him over.

"Iago!"

Said parrot looked at him and flew over to him.

"Hey J.J. What do you need?"

Jafar blinked at the nickname. No one called him J.J. since the last time he saw his twin sister Nasira. And she was the only who called him J.J. He shrugged it off as a form of mockery from the bird.

"Iago, do you know Nijad is here?"

Iago looked in the kitchen.

"Huh, that's weird."

"Weird!? How is that weird?"

"He's normally at work by now. I'll go ask him what's keeping him."

Jafar watched in surprised as the parrot went over to him. Those two should be tearing at each other's throats, but they were chatting like they were old friends. Jafar had no idea what was going on. It was like his whole world had turned upside down. He couldn't believe what was going on. His own parrot had lost his mind!

Nijad and Iago came back in, with Iago sitting on the CEO's shoulder. The sorcerer was positive that his ex had done something to his beloved bird. Okay beloved wasn't exactly the greatest word to describe their relationship, but Iago was his first friend other than being a pet. Nijad would probably count too, but when they first met, it was like the love at first sight that Disney was so famous for creating. Nijad gently placed the ice pack on the sorcerer's head.

"There you go. Now you hit your head pretty hard. What's the last thing you remember?"

"I remember being in my house asleep. I don't know how you got me here but I won't stand for it! If you think I'm going to stand by and take the abuse again you are out of your mind!"

"Abuse?" Nijad echoed. "Oh J.J., that was years ago. We made up years ago. You were getting ready to walk out and if I didn't stop you would've been gone."

"I have been gone! I left you!"

"Gees Jay. You must've hit your head pretty hard if you remember that far back." Iago replied.

Jafar looked between them. What was with them and calling him by his old nicknames? No one called him Jay or J.J. since he was a teen, with the exception of Nasira. He was completely confused. This just wasn't making any since. He rubbed his head. Nothing was making since.

"You must have been dreaming about that hon. And I promised you that I would never do that to you again. Maybe you should stay home. I'll call the bakery for you and let Barir know that you won't be coming in today."

Jafar looked at him in confusion. The bakery? Barir? He hadn't been Barir since the events of Aladdin. Barir was Jafar's foster father in a way. The man had given Jafar a home when the sorcerer had run away from home to escape his father's abuse. He gave him the love and support his father never showed him. Now seeing him again after all these years… Nothing was making since.

"Where… What city am I in?" he finally asked.

"Agrabah, of course hon. We'll just hold off on the wedding plans for a while till you're better."

"A-Agrabah!? W-wedding!?" He yelped.

"Well yes. We've been engaged for a few years now. But don't worry. Once you feel better we'll continue on."

Jafar watched as Nijad went over to the phone and started to call the bakery. The sorcerer couldn't believe it… he was back in Agrabah! If the Sultan found out he could be beheaded! He hugged himself. Nothing was making since. He looked at Iago, who was eating a mango in the kitchen. He sighed. If only he could figure out how to get Iago in his right mind back. But for one thing was certain, he wasn't in Toontown.

"Iago… I don't think we're in Toontown anymore…"