A Ramen Bar Run In

Ding a ling ling, the bell rang. In stepped a boy with his familiar hat and pointy ears that cook had become to acustomed to seeing. "Yo, old man got my usual ready?" he asked in a rather tough but respectful tone. The owner had known the boy a long time, any other adult would have lost it at his remark, let alone his tone but they were friends to say the least. "Ah, the usual beef and tofu? Yeah, Ninten! Get the boy Nao-kun's bowl!" A rather nervious boy in a apron, white mostly with the restuarant colors bordering the edges, a light blue and blue similar to the ocean brought a semi-large bowl to the bar, the smell of tofu soaked in miso and beef strips whaffed over the entire bar. "Did you go heavy on spices again?" the boy asked. "Do I know what's up or do I know what's up?", his attempt to be cool, I'm sure, thought the boy.

"Ittadakimasu!" was his cheap way of weaseling out of the old man's loaded questions. He began eating the bowl rather loudly, having little concern for the other patrons but still keeping any soup he spilled off the counter.

"Yo, answers. Isamu, Kizuna and 1th" emphasizing the the 1th with a raised hand with his pointer finger out. "Hmm, so I get the feeling you go there too." Noticing his uniform, neatly pressed and buttoned with a plain shirt compared to my awesome purple shirt of lazyiness. "So's you eat here often or something and I just never noticed? You look like you had somethin' to say to me." Looking rather bored since he said nothing really exciting or interesting, usually giving off that age old impression of rudeness that people say whaffed about him in the Nadashiki area. How this guy didn't know his face or hat puzzled him. "Where are you from anyway?"

“Yeah, I am a student at the academy, I thought no one noticed the hat that much but rumors can be about the weirdest nowadays. So yeah I am that one weird first year that everyone seems to be hearing about. I’m impressed that my reputation precedes me somehow” said the smaller boy, locked in his thoughts. His ears somehow wiggled without any motion at all. “And about my hat, it’s quite a mystery, some people say that it’s a part of me, others think I was born with it on my head and that doctors can’t figure it out. Others of the others think it’s a curse and that I’m a little devil or something. I’ll never tell though, I enjoy the things I hear sometimes, they can be soooooooo ridiculous, ya know?” said the eccentric first year. I was quickly going though the ramen, and finished in no time. “Hey old man!” I shouted. “Yea?!” he shouted back at the boy. “Fry me some ganmodoki to go, will ya?! Enough for me and my buddy here!” I shouted my order rather loudly, attracting the attention of a few disgusted patrons, disgusted by my shortness with the cook. I gave my friend a cheery glance back to see if he wanted confirmation on the order. “It’ll be a while till the ‘doki gets here. So what’s your name senpai? I never asked in the first place and I’ll keep forgetting unless I do it now, haha!” I said, having a minor blush on my face signaling embarrassment at forgetting basic manners and looking like I had no upbringing. Suddenly my phone started ringing, “Sorry, I need one sec sumimasan.” I flicked open my phone “Moshi moshi uhhh again really, who can’t come now? Nearly everyone??!! Is just you and me again?? I see, no I’ll come and I’ll see if I can bring a friend. Yeah later.” I shut my phone and looked rather peeved. “Hey senpai mind if I ask one more question…” I asked, looking rather embarrassed.

"Ehhh, well I was wondering if you'd like to come hang out with a friend of mine, he's needing things moved around his house and I'd perfer some help over none." he said, giving that distinct red blush but just evading eye contact in general. "Senpai... I'd like it but you don't have to come if you don't want but I thought you since you were supposed to help fellow students. He scratched at the back of his hat and gave a broad smile, hoping to get some free help. "He's not to far from here and I can walk you back anyway and...." he continued on, trying his best to stay on senpai's good side and manage to spend some time with him. He wanted to spend a little more time with this guy then he'd originally thought, "He seems nice enough to do it without much provoking." he thought. "Oh I forgot about the 'doki, well we better eat!" He quickly dug in without a second thought, expecting his answer after a good amount of the food.

"Thank you senpai!" he yelled a bit. His face grew a bit more red but eventually went down when he started to wrap up eating his food, tearing through it like no tomorrow. He was a bit of an animal when it came to eating but he didn't mind how he looked. He thought it was a symbol of really being alive and capable of living, something he thought was dying in today's society of electronics and cyber chat. He'd always felt the people should do things the old fashioned way, that it was better to be good at multiple things instead of just one big ball of technical ability. "Sooooooooo, senpai care to meet me here in a few days to help me out?" he said and held out his hand, waiting it to be shaken to seal the deal.

"Okay, he should give ya mine too." He brought out his phone too, it was beat up and falling apart, missing screws here and there and hanging off it was a couple of straps. A chocobo, a fox and an otter, however they seemed to be in pretty okay shape. He opened his contact list up and swapped numbers with Genji, forgeting where his own number was in the list for a bit. It was a tad bit lost to him till he remembered he actually stuck his own number in there for such occasions. "There weeeeeee go." He said as he finished giving the number. "So I guess I'll be seeing you in a couple of days." He turned to the counter, got the old man and payed off his and Genji's meal along with some of his tab. He shoved his money back into a few odd places, in case he was ever mugged at gun point here. "Bye Genji!" He yelled as he left out the door the looking back at him...

Genji smiled back and waved at him as he left the ramen store. He gave a little sigh when he was gone. He was quite the opposite of Genji, it seemed, but opposite is not always a bad thing. He was a little immature, but not in a way that was catty or childish. Maybe he just was less serious about it. He didn't know the exact extent of it, but it didn't seem that he was that immature. He was just a funny person, it seemed. He wasn't always that serious. He was very free spirited. Maybe Genji could learn something from that. He didn't know quite yet, but it didn't matter. He would see him again. He was going to help his friend out, anyway. It was nice of him to pay for the food, too. It was very nice of him, considering that Genji was usually doing something like that for others. He definitely wanted to hang out with Isamu again.

[Exit, packing up things and leaving the store]