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Someone was poking me in the butt. "Jin, stop it. I don't wanna go to school." I turned over and hit a rock. What was a rock doing in my bed? I opened my eyes and found I wasn't in my bed. I was sprawled in the grass, and a little frog-man was staring at me, holding a stick. The frog man spoke, "Sir, she's waking." I looked around to see who he was talking to, but no one was there. Then a sword poked me in the back. "Get up" said the cold voice. I did as I was told. The voice ordered me, "what's your name, and what are you doing here?" Should I give him a fake name? "Aki, and I don't know. Where is Here?" the voice didn't answer me, just pushed me forward. I guess I'm supposed to start walking. Maybe I should try to make conversation with my kidnapper. "Who are you? What are you going to do with me?" not the best questions, but better than silence. "You have something I want." What was that? I didn't have any money. The frog man went ahead of us, and came back. He spoke to the voice behind me. "Sir, there's a hut off to the left some. It has stuff inside." "We will stop there. Get the girl different clothes." There was a hint of disgust in his voice. I spun around. "What's wrong with my cl-!?" in front of me stood a beautiful guy, with long silverish hair. He was wearing a big fur over his shoulder, with a kimono. Very old-fashioned clothes. If I was in any other situation I would be swooning. He thrust the sword at me. "Get walking". I stumbled, then blushed that I had been so clumsy. "If you want to know why I'm covered in blood, I fell down a well and hit my head." I felt like I had to explain. Get this all off my chest, maybe he would help. On second thought, he probably wouldn't. But it was nice to get this off my chest anyway. "I was coming home from dance practice, and I had to get my brother. He was playing with one of my friends. I was looking for them, and then I fell through some well. When I came out of it, I was here. Here is not where I started. Then I blacked out. When I came to, you guys were here." What a relief. The man continued walking. He ignored me the whole time! Oh well. But the frog man, I hadn't noticed him before, but he had been listening the whole time. He gave me a look of pity and was going to say something when we came upon the hut. It looked like something from the feudal era. The man went inside. "What's he getting?" I asked the frog man. "We need food. And you need an outfit less... weird." "What was wrong with my outfit?! I'd say you guys are wearing the weirder outfits. Old kimonos. Hah" he looked at me funny. "What do you mean old? These are what every one wears." Huh? "No, people haven't worn kimonos for hundreds of years. Only for special celebrations." He looked at me funny again. "Jaken, take this" said the man. He threw a robe at me. "Put this on." "Here?" I was not changing in front of him. "There's a stream behind the hut. Clean yourself up." He went back to help Jaken. Finally I knew one of their names. Now what was the other's? In the stream I washed my head. Icy coldness rushed around my head, making me dizzy, but feeling so good at the same time. I washed my shirt until the stains were just pink. I put the wet shirt on under my robe. The things that were in my pocket, the handcuffs, the slips of paper, and the necklace, were laying on a rock nearby, so I stated putting them back in my pocket. "What's in your pockets?" the familiar unemotional voice called out to me. I jumped. How long had he been there? He asked me again, this time annoyed. "What's in your pockets?" I pulled out the handcuffs and handed them to him. "What are these?" he looked at them with interest. How could he not know what handcuffs are? This place was weird. He was messing around with them.-Click- he had a surprised look on his face, or maybe I imagined it, because it was replaced with anger. What a dumbass. Couldn't even get out of a cheap pair of handcuffs. Hah. I stifled a laugh. Everyone should know how to get out of handcuffs. One of life's important things to know. "Have you tried to press the button and slide your hand out?" he tried that, but to no avail. He was so stupid. "I don't really know how to explain it. You kinda have to do it yourself." I grabbed the other cuff and snapped it on my wrist. I hadn't done this in a while, but it wasn't very hard. Unless you were really stupid, like someone I knew. I kept on wiggling the button, but nothing happened. The man realized it at about the same time as I did. "Stupid human." He muttered as he walked away, dragging me with him. It was hopeless. We were stuck.
Someone was poking me in the butt. "Jin, stop it. I don't wanna go to school." I turned over and hit a rock. What was a rock doing in my bed? I opened my eyes and found I wasn't in my bed. I was sprawled in the grass, and a little frog-man was staring at me, holding a stick. The frog man spoke, "Sir, she's waking." I looked around to see who he was talking to, but no one was there. Then a sword poked me in the back. "Get up" said the cold voice. I did as I was told. The voice ordered me, "what's your name, and what are you doing here?" Should I give him a fake name? "Aki, and I don't know. Where is Here?" the voice didn't answer me, just pushed me forward. I guess I'm supposed to start walking. Maybe I should try to make conversation with my kidnapper. "Who are you? What are you going to do with me?" not the best questions, but better than silence. "You have something I want." What was that? I didn't have any money. The frog man went ahead of us, and came back. He spoke to the voice behind me. "Sir, there's a hut off to the left some. It has stuff inside." "We will stop there. Get the girl different clothes." There was a hint of disgust in his voice. I spun around. "What's wrong with my cl-!?" in front of me stood a beautiful guy, with long silverish hair. He was wearing a big fur over his shoulder, with a kimono. Very old-fashioned clothes. If I was in any other situation I would be swooning. He thrust the sword at me. "Get walking". I stumbled, then blushed that I had been so clumsy. "If you want to know why I'm covered in blood, I fell down a well and hit my head." I felt like I had to explain. Get this all off my chest, maybe he would help. On second thought, he probably wouldn't. But it was nice to get this off my chest anyway. "I was coming home from dance practice, and I had to get my brother. He was playing with one of my friends. I was looking for them, and then I fell through some well. When I came out of it, I was here. Here is not where I started. Then I blacked out. When I came to, you guys were here." What a relief. The man continued walking. He ignored me the whole time! Oh well. But the frog man, I hadn't noticed him before, but he had been listening the whole time. He gave me a look of pity and was going to say something when we came upon the hut. It looked like something from the feudal era. The man went inside. "What's he getting?" I asked the frog man. "We need food. And you need an outfit less... weird." "What was wrong with my outfit?! I'd say you guys are wearing the weirder outfits. Old kimonos. Hah" he looked at me funny. "What do you mean old? These are what every one wears." Huh? "No, people haven't worn kimonos for hundreds of years. Only for special celebrations." He looked at me funny again. "Jaken, take this" said the man. He threw a robe at me. "Put this on." "Here?" I was not changing in front of him. "There's a stream behind the hut. Clean yourself up." He went back to help Jaken. Finally I knew one of their names. Now what was the other's? In the stream I washed my head. Icy coldness rushed around my head, making me dizzy, but feeling so good at the same time. I washed my shirt until the stains were just pink. I put the wet shirt on under my robe. The things that were in my pocket, the handcuffs, the slips of paper, and the necklace, were laying on a rock nearby, so I stated putting them back in my pocket. "What's in your pockets?" the familiar unemotional voice called out to me. I jumped. How long had he been there? He asked me again, this time annoyed. "What's in your pockets?" I pulled out the handcuffs and handed them to him. "What are these?" he looked at them with interest. How could he not know what handcuffs are? This place was weird. He was messing around with them.-Click- he had a surprised look on his face, or maybe I imagined it, because it was replaced with anger. What a dumbass. Couldn't even get out of a cheap pair of handcuffs. Hah. I stifled a laugh. Everyone should know how to get out of handcuffs. One of life's important things to know. "Have you tried to press the button and slide your hand out?" he tried that, but to no avail. He was so stupid. "I don't really know how to explain it. You kinda have to do it yourself." I grabbed the other cuff and snapped it on my wrist. I hadn't done this in a while, but it wasn't very hard. Unless you were really stupid, like someone I knew. I kept on wiggling the button, but nothing happened. The man realized it at about the same time as I did. "Stupid human." He muttered as he walked away, dragging me with him. It was hopeless. We were stuck.