Jake tilted his head "unfortunately I started running out of money so I had to make those two quick trips..as pissed off I was about it, I decided not to complain and I headed home." he sighed. "I wanted to see home, I really did but I ran outta money." He frowned "I've seen Paris and what not but if I could have stayed longer at home then I would've."
Brian took another drag on the joint and stared into space. For a minute, he felt a lump in his throat as though he would sob. Immediately after, he had a yearning to take someone in his arms. Someone who wasn't there. "Bri?" He jumped as Yusuf's hand was pressed onto his shoulder, leaping to his feet and scooping up his slightly smaller husband. The Arab stared at him for a minute before returning the hug.
"I feel I've upset you." Jake looked down, feeling terrible. "I apologize Brian."
The pair was silent as Joey led Brian into the living room. Johann climbed onto Brian's lap, snuggling against his chest as Banan climbed onto his head and nestled in his long, brown hair. The man hugged the dog and buried his face in its fur as Joey set some water to boil, going to his fiancee and wrapping his arms around him once more, kissing his cheek and murmuring soft words in Arabic.
He sat in his room quietly, looking down. "Wish i could have seen it, at least for mo braithair's sake.." He ran a hand through his red hair.
After a moment, Joey rose and went to the pot, beginning to make their meal for that evening. Banan settled on Brian's chest as he laid down, Johann's head on his shoulder. The little space-bug began to tell her father of her adventures of the day. Brian smiled a little as he listened.
"Cad tá mé ag dul a dhéanamh anois?" He muttered "Má théim amach ann beidh mé trína chéile ach deartháir arís." (I know it's Irish Gaelic but...that's all I can find for google translate Translations: What am I going to do now? If I go out there I'll just upset brother again.)
At that moment Banan stalked--well, as well as a scuttling Scarab was able to stalk--to Brian's private room and glowered at Jake. "Mean numptyhead made Daadee sad! You go 'pologize now! O' I screec scree!"
Jake gazed at Banan and slowly stood "I suppose you're right Banan." He felt so bloody guilty for upsetting his big brother. He headed to where his brother was "Brian?" He asked tenatively.
"Aye?" Brian looked up from his Bud as Joey set plates on the low table in front of him. "What is it?"
Jake sighed a bit "I wanted to apologize, for what I said.I could see it upset you and I didn't mean to do it." He walked over to Brian and hugged him gently. "I wanted to go but I ran out of money"
"I feel horrible, I'm sorry."
Brian nodded and returned the hug before settling to eating the food. Joey took a seat beside him and began to eat as well. Banan sat between them, nibbling at the food on the plate in front of her on the couch.
Jake sat on the floor by them, taking a few bites, he positively beamed "You're a good cook" He grinned at Joey "Not even Brian's this good at cooking" He grinned at his brother.
"I'm glad you like it. We can't usually serve this when the Mentor is around," said Joey, taking another bite of the soup. Banan trilled and slurped at the broth as Brian held up the bowl for her, smiling softly at their little baby space-bug.
"how come?" Jake was rather interested in knowing about it "you know she's kind of cute." He stated, referring to Banan.
Banan hissed at him lightly and plunged her face back into the bowl. Joey smirked and said, "Well, it's lissan al 'usfur. We can't exactly eat sparrow tongue soup when the Sparrow himself is present."
Jake coughed in his bowl and stared at Joey "S..SPARROW TONGUE SOUP?!"
Joey nodded. "Aywah, lissan al 'usfur."
"...Aw man.." Jake wiped his mouth on his sleeve. "Well..it was tasty before I knew what it was..."
Joey rolled his eyes. "And the tongues are still tasty despite your aversion now." He looked at him. "They're noodles. We don't use the actual tongues of the little birds in this house."
"Okay you're evil" Jake chuckled a bit and shook his head, slurping the soup down. "Brilliantly so, but evil" He grinned
"No, I'm not evil." Joey rolled his eyes again and picked up the bowl, which Banan had curled herself into.
"Baba," she yawned. "Baaaabaaa, Banan sleeepyyyy." Joey nodded and cradled the little bug in his arms as Brian put the dishes into the sink.
"Anything I can help with?" Jake queried as he walked over to his brother.
"Nae." Brian finished washing the last bowl and put it on the drying rack, heading down the hall to watch Joey put Banan in her favorite drawer. The little bug nestled down into the soft pile of shirts as Joey shut the drawer. "Baba!" Smiling, he opened the drawer a crack so that a little light flowed in. Satisfied, the little settled down for her sleep.
"Alright." Jake headed back into the living room and sat down on the couch. he took out his travelling journal and flipped through it, reading what he had written.
Johann lifted his head from where it lay on his paws and looked at the journal, then at Jake, ears perked up expectantly.
Jake blinked and looked at Johann "What, you want me to read some of it?" He asked him.
"Yaaaaaah," Johann grumbled.
Jake was taken aback as Johann actually spoke "Hold on..you can talk?" He rose an eyebrow
"Yaaaah," the dog grumbled again, then barked twice.
Jake chuckled "okay..let's see.." He flipped through his book "I'll read out the Paris entry, it's the most interesting." He gazed at the page. "Paris France, day one."
"Today has been exhausting, the red-eye flight really took a lot out of me. I'm pretty excited though as I know this place is one of the best places for romance in the whole world. To be honest I'm wondering if I'll find a cute guy or two to meet.." Jake blushed as he stated this and continued. "6pm. Went to the Eiffel Tower for Lunch and Supper, man the view from here is amazing, it's like you can see the whole of Paris from here." He slipped a photo from an insert and showed it to Johann "I was in utter awe at the beauty of it."
Johann sniffed at the photo and lifted a brow as if to look quizzical, raising his other brow and cocking his head to one side. He then grumbled, "Biiiiiraaaaawwwrrr."
Jake blinked a bit "..Say that again please? I couldn't quite get it"
"Biiiiiiiraaaaaawwwwwrrrr," Johann grumbled, getting down from the seat and walking to the book shelf. He stood on his hind legs and picked up a picture frame in his mouth, carrying it over and dropping it down. He pawed at it. The picture showed a small, young, dark-skinned man with curling hair standing beside a man in black jeans and a white T-shirt topped with a black leather jacket, his arm around the smaller man, skin equally tan, if his nose a bit wider than the others, his hair shaved down to his scalp. "Biiiiraaaaawr." The dog pawed at the tall man in the photo, which had been taken in front of a cafe near the Eiffel Tower.
"Hey, that's the cafe I went to breakfast on day two." He inspected the photo curiously. "Birar?" he guessed, trying to understand Johann "am I on the right track with the name here?"
"Biiiiiraaaaaawwwwrrrrlllll," the dog whined, smacking his paw on the photo.
"Okay..gimme a second." He was obviously trying to understand Johann so he glanced over his shoulder "Brian can you come in here for a sec?" He called.
"Biiiiiiirrrrrraaaaaawwwwww," the dog howled. "Biraaawwwwwwrrrrrrr!" Brian came to investigate the noise and his brother's complaining tone, looking at the photo, then Johann and Jake. He slapped his face with his palm.
"Bilal! He's saying Bilal!"
"Biiiiraaaawwwwwwwwrrrrrroooooooooooo!" Johann howled, wagging his tail, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he smiled a doggy smile.
"AH okay, thanks! I can't fully understand him so I needed a bit of help." He smiled sheepishly then gazed at the picture "Who's the other guy?" He queried.
"That's the Sparrow. Skandar's his name." Brian took a seat next to him as Johann growled, "Dooooooook."
"Ohh okay.." He looked at Johann "I'm assuming you're not fond of him?" He queried and sifted through his many photos. "Here's a picture of me in Egypt." He handed the picture to Brian.
"Dooooooooooc," Johann pawed at the picture again. "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan doooooooc..." He snorted and sneezed, coughing. Brian reached over and ruffled Johann's ears as he looked at the picture of Jake in front of the pyramids of Giza. He nodded absently as Johann went to the door and barked three times. "Ah want doc!"
"He wants Doc?" Jake looked utterly confused "Who's Doc?" He gazed at his brother curiously. There was so much he just didn't know. He put the pictures back into the inserts and glanced over at Johann.
"Ah want doc!" the dog cried again, pawing at the door and whining. Brian's thumbs went to work as he said to the dog, "Okay, okay, I'll get doc!" Johann ran around the table, barking, "Get doc, get doc, get doc!" Brian looked up as the text was answered and said, "He'll be here in fifteen minutes." The dog stationed himself by the door, tail spinning in a circle. The Scot looked at his brother. "He's the Mentor of our Order."
"Oh, okay." Jake put his journal on the table before him and relaxed on the couch and flicked his flip phone open, "Man, I seriously need to get a life." He scowled and snapped his phone shut.
Johann scrabbled at the door as a knock sounded, grasping the knob with his paws and yanking to the side to let the young Turk inside.
"Johann!"
"DOCDOCDOCDOCDOCDOC!" The small man hugged the dog around its middle as Johann gripped him with his forelegs around the neck, nibbling at his head gently and licking his hair, forcing their guest to kick the door shut.
Jake turned and knelt on the couch, chuckling at the exchange "That's just too cute." he grinned a bit. Sliding off the couch, he stood and stretched, brushing his dark emerald green t-shirt off he went to where Lex and Johann were, watching them rather amused.
The young man looked over at him and tilted his head. A scar ran from his jaw to his cheekbone on the left side of his face, another cutting through his right eyebrow. Skandar stretched out his hand. "Salaam alaykum." Johann dropped down onto all fours and barked, "Ah-sah-lam!"
"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Jake, Brian's little brother, I just came back from studying abroad." He took his hand and shook it in a firm grasp. "You must be Skandar."
"Who told you?!" he gasped, looking around and pointing to the large, fuzzy turantula in its trerarium. "WAS IT YOU?!" The spider stood up on four of its eight legs and fell over. "Or YOU?!" He looked toward one of the cats. The cat looked back at him and yawned.
Jake started laughing a bit. "Nah, Brian and Johann did, it's nice to meet you." He dropped his hand, smiling brightly.
Brian sighed and made a mental note to instruct his brother in the ways of Islam. Lex was giving him a dubious sort of stare, the kind he used when he was trying to figure out if a fangirl was going to attack him or not for knowing Kyle Rayner. "You too," he finally said, ruffling Johann's ears. The dog panted and smiled as Lex took a cross-legged sit, flopping its long body across his lap.
Jake gave a little smile and headed back to the living room, he plucked his journal up "I need to put my journal away, I'll be right back." He said and headed upstairs.
Coming back down a few minutes later, he sat down on the couch and let himself relax.
Lex held the photo of himself and Bilal in his hands, Brian dozing on the large sofa-chair, feet propped on the Ottoman. The Sparrow turned the photo over and over in his hands, mind drifting back to his last trip to France. He closed his eyes, running back over the memories. It hadn't been more than a few months ago--couldn't have been. "Ou etes-vous, mon ami?"
"Ou etes-vous, mon ami?" Skandar stood atop a building, looking down at the unfamiliar streets, full of unfamiliar people in unfamiliar cars speaking a half-familiar language. His hands were crammed into his jeans' pockets, partly to keep them from fidgeting, partly to keep pressing on the wound in his leg. "Je l'aime si vous respondu a votre telephone portable," he rasped into the phone. "Ca ne coutait environ trois cents--" A strong hand clamped over his mouth.
"Avez-vous froid?" asked a voice in his ear, deep and low as he was lifted up into the parkourist's well-muscled arms.
"Non, je suis un homme," he slurred in response, thinking he'd been asked if he was a woman. Froid. Frau. What was the difference to a bloodloss-clouded mind?
A hand was brushing his cheek the next thing he knew, stroking his hair back from his too pale face. "Revelle-toi, mon Americaine. Revelle-toi." His eyes opened, filmy, the world in hazes of shadow. He let his eyes shut again. "Moineau tetue..." Lips brushed his forehead. "Eztequad, 'usfur. Min fadlak, eztequad."
The next days had been full of teasing moments, driving each other up the wall. The elder man offering for the little Turk to go jack off in the bathroom if he was so horny. The younger responding that the Algerian Frenchman should go do a somersault straight up his own a**, though he'd taken the advice. He'd been unable to do anything as Bilal came to the door and watched but bark insults and threats. These had dissolved into simple moans as a hand had grasped him, practically towing him by his c**k to the bed. Practical, but not unkind. He'd done the decent thing and half-carried him.
Jake tilted his head at Lex's far-off gaze and decided not to bother him, instead he looked around, trying to figure out something to do "Hey, Brian, I'm gonna head out for a walk alright? It's been awhile since I breathed in the air of the city." He chuckled.
(I'm thinking he bumps into someone from his highschool XD)
((Like who?))
(Well..I was thinking his ex boyfriend Raine)
((Miguel: I hope he doesn't do wrestling, cabroncito.))
(XD)
((Does he?))
(-headtilt-he was on the wrestling team in school..but only for a short time before he got badly hurt and had to quit)
(BTW this is Raine: http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/15500000/Anime-Guy-yuuram-15591537-472-650.jpg )
((Miguel: Pffffffff! Ese gringo no es un luchador! Robbie: =.= Miguel.)0
(He may be slim but he's powerful)
(I was thinking maybe you could play him?)
((XD I think he and Miguel might have issues.))
(xD)
((Oooh. What if Jake ran into Lex's friends from high school?))
(Oo...ok)
Exiting the place, Jake hummed to himself thoughtfully, electric blue gaze soft in thought "What to do..what to do.."
A familiar sign caught his eye: a Starbucks. Jake grinned and headed toward the shop, moving inside. The place was almost empty, the afternoon rush having just finished and most of its customers gone outside. Behind the counter stood a tall Egyptian, his blonde hair hanging nearly to poking his eyes. Seth sighed and looked up, eyes going wide as he saw the brilliant red hair. Allahu akbar, his mind groaned as he ground out through his teeth, "Welcome to Starbucks. How can I help you today?"
"Could you possibly say that with anymore hostility?" asked a man in a plaid shirt seated nearby, a blonde, pale man opposite him.
"Yes, I can, Halim. Welcome to Starbucks. Go ******** yourself."
"LANGUAGE!" snapped his boss from inside the back room. Another man, a tall man with long black hair that stood inspecting the bagels, laughed.
Jake quirked an eyebrow at the rudness of the person behind the counter though he made no immediate comment. He glanced momentarily at the menu and smiled, ah there was his favorite drink "One Double Chocolatey chip Frappuchino Grande size and a blueberry muffin please." He requested smoothly, not letting the stare at his bright red hair bother him, he was far too used to it to care anymore.
Seth handed him a plastic cup full of water and a pair of tongs. At the pastry counter, Jacob Pretty Blade hung on for dear life, cackling and pounding his fist against the glass. The man behind the counter was obviously having a bad day.
"Seth, be nice," a young, brown haired man called from the table where he was seated next to a Cuban with a soul patch and spiked black hair.
"You and Lex, Robbie, you and Lex," Seth grumbled, going to get the super-special-awesome order. "Especially that little..." He shook his head and sighed, setting the container for the frapuccino down.
Sam Firewolf says
Jake shook his head in amusement "if it makes your day any better I can offer my condolences for you having a bad day, I know how it is, I used to work behind the counter myself." He paused a moment and spoke in arabic though it was a bit rusty. "By the way since when does an egyptian have blonde hair?" He queried (I can't find the damn literal words for it so)
Lex M. says
Seth was over the counter and about to punch him in the face the next moment. It took all three of the men to haul him off. "IBN IL-MITNAAKA!" he roared, thrashing in Jacob, Miguel, and Halim's grip. "YALLAH, KANITH! ZOBREE AKBAR MINAK!" The dancer squirmed and kicked out his legs, almost catching his intended victim in the chin until Vincenzo came over and grabbed them, holding him still. The
Italian turned to the newcomer and asked, "Where're you from, kid?"
Sam Firewolf says
"here, actually, Brian's my big brother, I was just asking an innocent question" He shrugged a little bit "I spent some time there and I was curious." He replied softly, though seemed non-plussed at the fact he had nearly gotten kicked. "I've just come back from studying abroad, so my Arabic is pretty bad, and I don't think I pronounced it properly"
Lex M. says
"Kid, bit of advice. You don't ask a man"--he reached over and took hold of a strand of the flaming red hair and yanked it off to show its owner--"about his hair color if he's courteous enough not to ask you about yours." At that moment, Kadar entered the room, having come to visit with his boyfriend on his break. The teen took in the situation and fixed his eyes on the bright, red target all eyes
seemed to be on. He then growled in Arabic, "Just what the hell is going on here?"
"Spanish! English!" Miguel and Jacob cried.
Sam Firewolf says
(WHAT is with people staring at his hair XD)
Lex M. says
((It's BRIGHT FIRE TRUCK RED.))
Sam Firewolf says
"..Yeah, Yeah alright." he frowned a bit "Fair enough, sorry man. By the way, the hair's dyed. I've got brown hair, not red, but I got tired of the brown and went for red." He stated "Before you lunged at me I was gonna say it looks kinda cool on you with the dark skin."
Lex M. says
Seth snarled out between his teeth, "Next time, compliment faster."
"My Seth is being molested sense are tingling," came a voice from the door. The group looked up at Lex. "Can I get a water?" A smile actually cracked onto the Egyptian's face.
Sam Firewolf says
"Yeah, still working on that, I'll fix that." Jake stated and glanced at Lex "Hey again" He gave a wave.
Lex M. says
Kadar smiled a little at the medic and went over, hugging him and murmuring, " 'Amm." Lex smiled and returned the hug. The others began to settle as they watched the men.
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