Ahem…where were we? Ah yes…By the way, the words he was saying in English "I don't understand what you're saying." Then he lamented he couldn't do 'this'.
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"Your accents horrible."
Jou didn't understand that exactly, but he knew enough about it to know he was being insulted. He glared, his hands twisting the sheets that were in their grasp. He watched Seto; Seto watched back. Then was overcome by a major yawn. He stretched his arms out over his head, throwing his wings out as far as they could go before bringing them back against his back. Jou was jealous. But then again…
'Ya know what they say man…If man were meant to fly, God would've given him a plane ticket. Or something…'
Seto regained his composer, then moved to sit on the bed next to the blonde. He sighed, not knowing what to say now. Then he spied the book that was laying half open on the bed. He picked it up and fixed the pages that were bent. He then turned to Jou.
"Were you reading this? Hnn…I guess not 'reading' exactly but…" Jou stared at him. Seto changed his tactics. But before he got the chance, Jou tried to speak again. "E doon oonder…"
Seto held up a hand, attempting to silence him. Jou trailed off, a bit annoyed. Then Seto spoke, slowly.
"I..don't…under..stand..what…you…are…saying…," He gestured for Jou to repeat. Oddly, he did.
"Iiiee…". Seto stopped him. "I. I."
Jou repeated after him. "I…I…doon.."
"Don't".
"I doon…don't…I don't..un-un?"
"Understand. Un-der-stand."
"Uuunder-shta..under-stand….Eiii..don't..understand…"
"What….whaaat…"
"Vha…wha..what..I don't undershtand what..yu…"
"I. Don't. Understand. What. You. Are. Saying."
"I..don't…understand…what…you…are…saying. Ina shite cu?"1
"Very good."Seto smirked. The kid could learn after all. And was amusing. He was still practicing the phrase, and looking very proud of himself. A clap of thunder sounded, scaring them both. Another thing to teach him.
"Thunder." He pointed to the window, just in time for a flash of light. "Lightning". Another loud crash. "Thunder…do you understand?
Jou thought for a minute, then nodded. "Thunder….lightning. Light-n-ing. Thuuuunder. I…understand." He smiled, then repeated. "I understand you."
The dragon chuckled bitterly. Yeah…he wished someone understood him. He twirled the book that was in his hands, flipping it over to read the title. The blonde looked over his shoulder. He then pointed to the cover, curious as to what it said. Seto obliged.
"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Think you could say that?" Jou's mouth opened and closed several times, before he shook his head, giving up. He laughed and said, "En reh behenaru chiku tomai."2
A particularly close lightning bolt struck, causing the boys to flinch. And also made one of them whimper. Seto lifted a hand, thinking about comforting him. But thought better of it. Instead, he stood to leave, feeling only slightly guilty about it. Jou watched him as he spoke, not understanding him still. He watched the dragon boy walk towards the door, thinking of a phrase he had just remembered.
"Goodnight."
Seto stopped midway in opening the door. He turned to face the blonde, smiling slightly.
"Goodnight"
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For several minutes, Jou sat in the same spot on the bed, tinkering with his collar. Seto didn't have the controls…he hoped. Maybe he could get it off…He fiddled with the clasp, trying to force the sides apart. They didn't budge. He lowered his hands, sighing as another bolt of lightning struck. The power still hadn't come back. That seemed to be one of the main components of this place. Earlier, he'd tried to get out through the window, but as soon as he'd figured out the locks and opened the thing, a horrible screeching sounded.
His mind stopped. There was not electricity. Maybe there would be no horrible screeching. He could get out. This could really be his chance! With a new plan, he stood, quickly making his way to the window. He hesitated, having the slightest doubts about the whole thing. But he put those out of his mind for now. He undid the latches, then put his hands on the bottom of the window. His hands were shaking from the excitement. He couldn't wait. Finally, he began to lift up, halfway expecting the alarms again. They never came.
It took him a few seconds to figure out that it worked. When he finally did, he squealed a bit, trying not to be too loud and wake everyone up. Instead, he did a goofy dance that was mainly a series of fist pumps into the air. Finally, he had won.
Breathing hard from his dancing, he stood in the middle of the room, thinking of what to do next. Getting his wits about him, he figured he should probably put his clothes on. It was raining after all. He examined the dark floor, trying to find them. He walked around the room, finally tripping over his blue jeans. He hastily put them on, while looking for his shirt. Not there…not there…ah ha! Throwing it on over his head, he was happy to see that his shoes were right next to the bed. His hands were shaking again, making it hard to tie them. He was almost there. He was almost free.
Standing up, he smoothed out his clothes. He made his way to the window again, looking out and down. Oh…that's quite a drop. 'Um….', thinking fast he… 'Uh…er..'…um…thinking even?
'What do I do about this? Nothing to climb on. Rope? Umm…why would there be rope in here….bed sheets!'
With that, he practically ran back to the bed, gathering all of the sheets. He set to work, tying them together, and making sure the knots were tight. Now he just hoped it was long enough. He'd fallen from fairly far up before, but now wasn't the time to take that chance. Running away with a broken leg would be kind of hard. Standing, he ran the sheets through his hands, making sure everything was in order. Finally. He was ready.
He grabbed the mass of cloth, dragging it all to the window. He dropped it, grabbing one end of it and tying it to the leg of the nearby desk. Then he picked up the rest, building up to toss t out the window. Three, two, one…
BANG
Screeeeeeee!
"Ah….watare!3
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Down the hall, in another room, Seto rolled over. He reached over on his bed stand, grabbing a remote. Pressing a button, the screeching stopped, leaving only the sounds of cursing in another language. He chuckled.
'He's really proven himself. I don't think I'm going to let him go anytime soon…'
He was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of his door opening, revealing his little brother.
"Hey…what's going on? Did Jou try to get out again?" He stopped and listened to the cursing in the other room. "Oh…ok. Never mind then."
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Well hope it wasn't too horrible.
1Is that right?
2 That's a bit much for me
3…do I have to say it?
Thanks to all who read.!