Authors Note:

So, after more than two years of deleting my first version of this story, I decided to redo it again. Sorry for any grammar mistakes and for the lack of detail, it's been quite awhile since I last wrote a story. I do not own Sorcerer's Apprentice. [EDIT:26.06.15]

Chapter I : Rerun

A young boy, perhaps around the age of ten studied the window of the bus with a pensive look before pulling back slightly with a smile. It widened even more as the bus entered a dark tunnel, hurriedly, the boy turned and tapped his seating partner on the shoulder.

"Want to see some magic?"

His voice was laced with childlike mischief but also with innocence as he watched a pair of eyes turned their attention away from his gaming console to Dave. Oscar, who he considered as a best friend looked at him with a confused look.

"Close your eyes." Dave said with excitement radiating from the young brunette. Oscar blinked for a moment before narrowing his gaze at his best friend.

"You're not going to kiss me, right?" Oscar asked as he stared at Dave suspiciously. In return, Dave shot a look at Oscar who sighed before doing as the other boy suggested and closed his eyes. Dave, giving a satisfying nod to himself was about to close his own pair of eyes but something stopped him.

Rebecca Barnes or Becky as what all the kids called her. Dave gave a small hesitated smile at the girl who was sitting opposite him and Oscar who returned the smile with her own. He watched her as she then closed her eyes making him blush with slight realisation. He must have been louder than he had thought.

Shaking his head out of his own musing, he turned back towards his window, closed his own eyes and waited.

After a few seconds later, the bus had hit a grate - Dave's cue. Taking a deep breath he started counting down under his breath as he visualised the scenery.

"…Okay… and… open your eyes!"

The three children immediately opened their eyes at the exact same time that the dark tunnel gives way to the majestic, gleaming city of New York. From his peripheral vision, he could see Oscar open his mouth but before any words could tumble out, the Empire State Building appeared and his childlike drawing of King Kong on the window fitted perfectly with it.

"Lame," Oscar said with a tone of playfulness making Dave snap his head towards his best friend with a glare.

Before Dave could say anything else a voice he always considered as sweet and nice joined in.

"I thought it was cool." Dave turned his attention away from his friend who was more happily to be ignored as he turned his attention to his game. Becky, smiled at him which he returned with his own.

Throughout the day their teacher took them to different spots of New York, explaining their history and such. Even when he was paying attention his eyes seem to be drawn back towards Becky who was listening intently to their teacher.

"How do I ask her?" Dave whispered to himself but Oscar, who was sitting beside him heard before glancing at the other end where Becky sat with her friends.

"Just ask her, dude." Oscar replied giving Dave a slight shove making him give the other boy a playful glare before his eyes wandered passed Oscar. Getting an idea, he shuffled around his bag and pulled out a paper and pen. Biting his lip he stared at his blocked hand writing before folding the paper.

"Pass it down to Becky." Dave said shoving the said paper into Oscar's hand who grinned and passed it on to the person beside him. Dave watched as the note continued to make its way down to Becky and each time his heart felt like jumping out of his body.

It wasn't long until it reached her but to him it felt forever. He shuffled nervously on his seat waiting patiently for her reply. It was then that Becky had leaned slightly forward giving him a look making him lean forward to see over his classmates and gave out an awkward smile. They stared at each other for a moment before Oscar also leaned forward staring at Becky who looked slightly amused making Dave wonder what kind of face Oscar had decided to pull on. Just as he pushed his best friend out of the way, he saw Becky looking rather concentrated on the paper before marking it with her own pink pen.

He could feel himself getting more anxious and more giddy at the thought of what her answer would be. Before she could pass it down however, their teacher immediately ushered them to stand and follow her. Hastily, Dave stood as Becky placed the folded note beside where she had just sat, however, as he went in to grab it a gust of wind blew it away.

Dave, ignoring the call of his friend hurried after it. No way was he going to lose that paper! He needed to know her answer and he was sure going to get it one way or another! These thoughts floated around his head as he chased after through streets. There was even a moment a woman had picked it up but then tossed it to the side.

It wasn't long until he stopped in front of a shop breathing heavily. He glanced around with confusion and with a small amount of fright. He hoped he had not wandered too far. As he glanced around looking for some street signs, his eyes landed on a particular shop.

Dave's eyes shifted towards the sign. 'ARCANA CABANA - ANTIQUITIES, OBSCURITIES, UNUSUAL GIFTS - BALTHAZAR BLAKE, PROPRIETOR.' Curiously, he shuffled forward towards the shop and was fascinated with the numerous rings and antiques that were on display. After a moment of taking in the details, he stepped back and was about to continue his quest on finding what street he was on, his eyes had caught something. 'The note…' Dave thought as it was stuck in letterbox of the Arcana Cabana door. He glanced at the shop again before hurriedly went to grab the said note.

However, it seemed as if the note still had some energy left in it for as soon as he was about to reach for it, the note had slipped inside. Biting his lip he stepped back wondering if it was worth the trouble. 'Come on Dave.' He thought to himself as he glared at the letterbox as if it was the one at fault. 'Just go in and grab the note. Nothing will happen.' With these thoughts he went to grab the door handle and pushed it open.