A/N: Hey you guys! I know, I know... It's been wayyy too long since I wrote something, but I'm back! (: School's over and I'm ready to roll :D So do expect more fics. As for this one fic, it'll be interesting. I hate that it's too much of a lead but hopefully I didn't got carried away with it. We'll see some angsty Hiccup! (: and well, some more stuff... Until next chapter, enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own HTTYD or any of its characters... which is a pity, but what can I do. It all belongs to Dreamworks and Cressida Cowell.

How to Speak with a Dragon without Actually Speaking Dragonese

A HTTYD Fanfic by Avatard n_n

Chapter 1: A Friend's Intuition

Toothless always knew. He always knew when Hiccup felt down or upset; he didn't need to speak human language to know. It would only take him to look at Hiccup's expressive stares to know what was going on. In a way it was unexplainably magical, it was like they could read each other's thoughts. Hiccup, likewise would always guess Toothless' pains and troubles. But now that he thought of it, Toothless hadn't seen much of Hiccup lately.

Toothless raised his head hoping to catch a glimpse of a much distracted Hiccup sketching on the dirt as usual, or swirling the pond water with his hand, or sitting by the rock fixing a new invention for Toothless to try on… Places, things that Hiccup would usually be doing while waiting for his dragon friend to wake up from his afternoon nap but there were no traces of the human hatchling. Toothless sighed, he hadn't seen Hiccup for three days in a row and frankly, he was getting hungry. But something caught his attention; a sound. Even for his sensible hearing sense it was tough to pick up. He didn't know what to call it; a cough, a sigh, panting, whimpering, laughing, crying… Toothless tried to focus, if anything, he'd learn a few human words but they sounded so alike it confused him…

"Ah," Toothless sniffed. "They're hiccups." Hiccups, ironical enough, Toothless decided content with his discovery. They were coming from a crack in one of the corners of the cove. Cautiously he walked to the source of these noises, yet, something else distracted him; it was a smell, the smell of—

"Fish!" Toothless purred excitedly. It was Hiccup's fishing net and it laid exactly by the entrance to the cove. That's where Hiccup leaves it every time he comes to visit him. Excited more so, Toothless roamed the cove with his sight to meet Hiccup's figure but it was empty. No one was there. Toothless groaned disappointed; Hiccup must've been too busy to stick around and he was asleep while his friend came. What a waste, another afternoon alone, stuck to the ground. He shrugged it off; at least he had something to fill his belly with. This is how he decided not to worry about Hiccup's lately busier agenda and dug his head into the basket catching three fish at a time and chomping them at once.

As Toothless was about to begin with his "dessert"—Icelandic fish, he heard those little noises again. Only this time they were mixed with quiet sobbing and hard breathing. This time he caught something else.

"Hiccup?" He sniffed, dropping the fish at once. He walked to the crack, which now that he observed carefully, was more of a tiny cave. The kind of cave only Hiccup would fit in.

"Hiccup?" He sniffed again. He smelled of wet earth, something sweet, sea, and dragon; probably a Zippleback. Yep, that was Hiccup alright. No Viking in Berk smelled of dragons.

"Are you alright?" He whimpered. The sobbing became intensified as he made himself present to his friend.

"Toothless…" The human hatchling spoke with a broken voice. That couldn't be good. It was never good. In that instant Toothless felt his very blood begin to boil in rage. Oh, let the gods save that sad excuse of a Viking responsible for Hiccup's grief. He'd burn them. No, scratch that. He'd burn them and their family, and then he would come back at night to burn down their house and eat them while they slept only to puke them out and kill them, then he'd burn them again and he'd dance on their ashes. That's what he would do.

"Who did this?" Toothless growled angrily. Hiccup hiccupped but kept quiet and Toothless insisted. "Come on kid, I need names; a list full of them." He growled again.

"Not today, Toothless." Hiccup muttered. "I don't feel very well, buddy."

"Come out." The dragon demanded in a wild snarl.

"Toothless, please no. I need to be alone, okay?" Hiccup pleaded to appease his dragon's growls and snarls. Toothless sniffed and whimpered, poking his right eye into the cave. He met with only a shadow, and a pair of luminescent little lights; Hiccup's eyes.

"Toothless, leave me alone!" Hiccup cried in frustration. But he couldn't really make out the origin of that frustration; the fact that he yelled to his best friend, or the fact that he had never been "man" enough to be able to abstain from crying whenever he needed to. He heard Toothless whining, and then leaving, brushing his paws to the ground.

Hiccup sighed enraged with himself. He groaned and pulled his hair, aware that all of the recent devastating events were his entire fault.

"I AM SO STUPID!" He roared only to collapse onto his knees. And there, in the midst of darkness; alone and afraid, he cried his grief out. He was aware that Toothless would be vigilant to anything he said or did but he didn't really care. Today was Hiccup's turn to be mad at everyone; even Toothless. He was never selfish, he never held grudges despite the humiliation he goes through every day of his existence in Berk, he never really cared about what people said. But today, today he had ENOUGH of it.

Meanwhile, as Hiccup predicted, Toothless waited outside the cave patiently. He gave Hiccup his space, just like he does with him. A guy is a guy dragon or not. In that way, Toothless understood Hiccup's need for isolation. In all the time he waited, he never heard Hiccup stop crying or hiccupping. Funny that he should hiccup when he cried. Ironical up to a point; even.

"Hiccup?" Toothless purred when he felt it was a good time to persuade the human teen to come out of the cave again. "Come on, tell me. You can tell me what happened. Who am I going to gossip with? Your dad? I don't think so." That was a long purr, yet nothing resulted of it.

"I know." Toothless exclaimed in his dragon sounds. He sprinted to his basket and pulled out his dessert. "Good thing I didn't eat them! Hiccup doesn't like when I share already swallowed fish." He went back to the cave and placed the fish in front of the crack. He sniffed to call Hiccup's attention.

"No, Toothless." Hiccup pushed the fish away and that's when he saw it. As Hiccup's hand came into the sunlight, Toothless spotted a burn; a burn that apparently extended itself along the arm. Toothless widened his eyes, alarmed.

"Alright, kid. That's it! You're coming out. It's an order." Toothless screeched while he scratched the stone forcing the crack of the cave to crack even more.

"No, Toothless! Stop!" Hiccup exclaimed trying to push Toothless away. It was only when Toothless backed out that he fell face first to the ground.

"Ugh…" He complained in a muffled sound. He stood up allowing Toothless to take his whole picture in. He was wearing a different outfit; the same green shirt but sleeveless due to the fact his arms were burnt. His left wrist had bandages and so did his right knee. He had a black eye and both his green eyes were tinted with red, they were puffy and swollen because of how much he'd cried. Finally, due to his clumsiness, he now wore a coat of dirt on his face in general.

Toothless snarled shocked "What in the world happened to you?" But something funny happened when he met Hiccup's eyes to find the answer. He looked away. Hiccup looked away ashamed. Toothless whined, he didn't understand. Why didn't Hiccup want Toothless to know what was going on? They were friends; friends don't hide things from each other. He felt hurt, he felt betrayed, but most of all, he felt worried. Hiccup never hides things from him. NEVER.

He nudged Hiccup's head with his snout, pleading for an answer to his questions. Alarmed he saw tears were welling up in the boy's eyes again. He surrounded him with one of his wings but the heat of Toothless' body was too much to bear for Hiccup's tender and freshly burnt skin.

"Hiccup, tell me what happened." Toothless whined again, it was almost a cry. A beg.

"It'll only make it worse, trust me." Hiccup said with a dark tone, evading his friend's embrace.

He walked away, disposing himself to leave, but he sighed then stopped and moved his head disapprovingly.

"And then I just HAD to fall for it, didn't I?" He began. "I just can't believe it. I can't! I can't believe I have such a low concept of myself I have to bend to the others' will. It's so infuriating, so frustrating!" Toothless was about to interrupt with a sarcastic glance, but he let Hiccup rant. He needed it. Even teen dragons have their mood swings, he knew about this.

"I made a fool of myself, I hurt innocent people!" Hiccup complained, feeling his throat tying up. "And then that…that DEVIL!"He growled. "That dragon!" He stopped. No, that's an understatement. He froze, Hiccup seemed petrified. He looked to Toothless, who assumed a very docile position to the very word "devil". Hiccup didn't need to speak dragon language to know what that look and the following whimper meant.

"I'm not a devil." He whined.

"No, no… Toothless that's not what I meant. You're not. You're different. You're good. You're not like the other dragons." Toothless narrowed his eyes a little, not pleased.

"Argh!" Hiccup groaned again. "See? This is exactly what I mean. This, this here is what got me into all… this." He said signaling his whole body. "Ugh…" Hiccup sighed. He felt Toothless right next to him.

"I'm not a good Viking, am I?" Hiccup asked deceived of himself. Toothless moved his head from side to side. Hiccup sighed but Toothless licked him in an attempt to cheer him up. After a bit of tickling and playing around Hiccup felt better and ready to tell the awful tale, reason why he hadn't visited Toothless for three days. Reason why he was acting very un-Hiccup-like and a little more like a Viking.

The sun was beginning to set and Toothless ripped a tree which later destroyed to light a fire for Hiccup so he wouldn't get cold. After the proper preparations both sat by the fire, Toothless stared at his friend with the uttermost attention. Like a little boy who's being told the old dragon legends that swirl around Berk.

"So, it all began the other day in the woods…"

a/n: Alrighty, that's that for the first chapter. I hope it wasn't too confusing. In case it was, Toothless is not able to talk, I just "translated" his dragon sounds (: So, that being said, I hope you enjoyed it! Please remember to review (: and keep tuned for the next chapter :D