Chapter 2- Of a German Dog in a French City

* Disclaimer: ok ok, I don't own G-Gundam and I never will! I must apologize for the late updates I had been very busy with the school play and select show choir, but now I should be able to update more freely! Also please see the bottom for the German translations in this chapter. And Dakota is really my German Shepherd Dog; he just doesn't know German…..
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Saria's POV

"Joey this is horrible! How much longer to I have to deal with this rich boy's crap!" I complained into the speaker of the phone,
"Till the second week of January." My older brother replied
"Joey! That's almost 3 months! Plus I'm missing Christmas and new years! Joey! Joey how the hell did dad agree to this" I exclaimed
"Dad is pulling in over 100 grand for this one! Just stick it out. You're tough, you know what to do." Joey tried to calm me
"But Joey you know how dad feels about me doing these kinda jobs, I'm his little girl!" I replied
"Well you have a point I could try to have him negotiate with Antonio-"
"Antonio! What the hell is dad thinking?" I exclaimed
"To call off the job." He finished
"NO! Joey you know how Antonia is, he'll kill dad and the rest of us if he calls off the job, even I know that!" I argued
"Ok, ok. But are you sure you're alright? I can come over and help you, or send your cousin Stella over to help?" he offered
"I'm fine, now what do you need?" I asked
"Just the schematics of the palace and Gundam Rose for now." He replied
"Ok send my love to everyone." I said
"You too say hi to Dakota for me."
"Dakota? Dakota isn't here." I looked out to the window it was wide open, "Oh no I've got to go Joey I'll call you later! Bye!" I answered and hung up.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." I muttered as I climbed out the window, it was pretty dark and I was going to have a hell of a time finding my dog.

George's POV

"Saria Carlton! You open this door right now!" I exclaimed. I sighed as I flipped through the keys at my disposal and stopped at the one for Saria's room. As I unlocked the door and swung it open, I noticed everything was in place except for the far window being open, letting the cold air rush in.
"I can't believe this. It's only been a day and she's already run away. She's probably lost by now." I said with an exasperated sigh.

Saria's POV

'Okay now it can't be that hard to find him seeing as he only knows German commands. So where to begin? If I were a German shepherd where would I go?' I thought to myself for a few moments.
"The fields!" I exclaimed loudly. People began to look on me strangely.
"It's for a school project…." I explained sheepishly and then began to run towards the fielded outskirts of Paris. I would've taken a cab but I didn't know enough of the French language nor did I have any French money on hand so running was my only option. It didn't look too far, maybe 20 miles or so, I could make it in four hours, but that isn't too hard. Yeah right! Too hard is a total understatement! Stupid dog! This is gonna take a while.

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I looked at my watch. It was now 10:00PM and I was getting tired.
'It couldn't be too far away now could it? Maybe another quarter mile.' I thought and began to sprint so I could get there quicker. I grunted this better be where Dakota is because I don't have the time or the energy to run around all of France like this. As I got close I could hear German being spoken, the same kind of German I spoke to Dakota with. I smiled at first, but then became aggravated at the fact that someone else was ordering my dog around. Then I stopped as I saw a man dressed in attire that seemed reminiscent of the world wars in Germany, which we had studied about in school. He also wore a mask stripped in black, red, and yellow.

"Saria Cartollo? This is your dog I presume?" The man asked
"Yes it is. What is it your business knowing my name?" I asked
"Its plenty of my business you'll soon see." He answered
"Dakota komm, setze!" I commanded. He came and circled around my right side so that he was sitting right next to my left leg.
"Artig." I praised petting him
"So since you already know my name shouldn't I know yours?" I asked
"Maybe? I truly don't believe so but if you must now who I am I will tell you…. Later." He replied calmly
"Just who do you think you are keeping information from me? You sure know a good amount about me so why isn't that I've never seen you?" I questioned
"I have my ways." He said
"Well I must be going now, goodbye Saria, until we meet again." He added
"Wait! Tell me your-"She was cut off as he vanished from her sight in an instant.
"Name." She trailed off.

George's POV

It wasn't until the next morning that we found her, curled up comfortably next to a German Shepherd Dog sleeping. She was 20 miles from the palace grounds and where we were staying, in the fielded outskirts of Paris. I only wondered what in her right mind drove her to run off but I assure you that once I wake her I will know. It must be some American thing; Chibodee is always doing strange things isn't he? Who know? I sighed and began to walk up to where she lay. I soon found that getting her up would be harder that I thought. This dog was protecting her with his life. Now if I were the dog I wouldn't do anything of the kind to protect someone as rude and arrogant as Saria Carlton, but maybe he saw it as a duty and took it as seriously as I do my knighthood. The dog growled as I reached my hand to nudge Saria, baring his teeth at me threateningly.
"Kein! Boese der Hund! Hinsetzent!" She mumbled in her sleep and the German Shepherd withdrew immediately. She then slowly picked herself up with a yawn and looked me in the eye, not a threatening look but just a take me home look.
"Saria what are you doing out here?" I asked sternly
"I had to find my dog Dakota." She replied smoothly
"Well now that you've found your dog as well as wasted Raymond's and my time as well I think you owe us an apology." I said
"Sorry George, you too Raymond." She said happily. I wasn't sure if she had truly meant it our not.
"Now let's get back to the palace, I'm sure you will gladly work on the Gundam Rose Saria." I hinted
"Sure thing." She replied with a smile as we began to walk towards Raymond's car.
"Hey rich boy can I ask you something?" She yelled to me. Rich boy! How dare she call me that! How rude and inconsiderate! But I pushed the matter aside for now and answered,
"What?" She thought for a moment and then said
"God damn it! I just forgot what I was gonna say!"
"Watch you language!" was the only thing I could say in reply as I climbed into the car.
So how'd ya like it? Was it good? Or bad? Please tell me so I can change some of the things to make the story better!
Chelz

Sit- setze
Sit down- hinsetzen
Down- nieder
Good-artig
Dog-der Hund
Come-komm
No- kein
Bad- boese