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Chapter 8
You use the same language?
I was in my room, I had my gym bag, I had stuffed in an issue of Shonen Jump I was able to buy,
and hide from my parents. I was now reading it, and very much enjoying it, when I heard foot steps,
instinctively I stuffed it in my gym bag, and than there was a knock at the door.
"Yes?" I yelled out, "Who is it?"
"Van" the voice said from the other side of the door,
"You can enter!" I said, the door opened, "What's up?" I asked, I flopped down on the bed and took
out my Shonen Jump again,
"We'll be sharing a room…" he said as he stepped in,
"Why?" I asked, I put my manga down and looked right into his eyes,
"Austuria may be more sophisticated than Fanelia, but they still believe in the curse of the Mystic Moon,
they believe that you will use your powers and harm the people, so I am here to make sure you don't…"
he looked at me, seeing the look saying
'You too, Van?'
"Not that I, nor Allen believe in that nonsense of course!" he smiled,
"So that's why they had two beds…" I muttered, "Which one, left or right?" I got up and looked out the window,
waiting for his reply, when none came I turned around, he was flicking through the manga,
"Your people use the same language as us in everything?" he asked,
"No, there are many different languages, French, German, Swedish, Russian, Flemish, Dutch, Japanese…I just happen to know
English, which, coincidentally seems to be the language used here." I explained,
"Well, here we only have one language, in speaking, and writing, not many can write in our language though…" Van said, he put
down the manga and looked into my eyes
"Oh…" I smiled, "Well, you still haven't answered, left bed, or right?" I asked again,
"Um…Right!" he answered,
"Well, than I'll just move my stuff," I reached out to get my manga, so did he, his hand went over mine, we blushed, his hand
recoiled back away from me. I picked up the Shonen Jump and my gym bag, and moved them to the bed on the left. One of
my spare shoulder bags, made from calico slipped out, Van got to it before me, he looked at it, and felt it, "
Could I please have it?" he asked, I nodded,
"Sure, consider it a gift, for…for, helping bind my wounds!" I smiled, he put the bag down and smiled to,
"I'm going to sleep, in the morning, we'll have a meeting with King Aston…" he yawned and took off his boots, which gave off a
serious BO factor, but no worse then anything in the cellar back home, I sighed, this was going to be a long night…
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