"I think you two are scaring him."
Sora looked up from his beef hibachi to see the strange kid was referring to someone other than the three at the table, and was slightly confused, until he saw for the first time the large, bird eating sized spider scurry up to the boys head, which he didn't seem to mind, and then launch itself upon the lamp above the table, hanging there and picking up food with jets of webbing. Sora almost went as white faced as one of the waiters that had came over with their food, but attempted to save face.
"Really? Sorry... buddy, didn't mean to startle you, or anything." I'm talking... to a spider... what happened to being normal? Where did that idea disappear to? Sora thought through a slightly strained smile, unable to appropriately process the tarantula hanging overhead. He was going to ask if the arachnid was his companion, or pet, or something, when the boy exclaimed loudly, and with intense levels of excitement,
"These are so delicious! I need more!"
Sora smiled genuinely for the first time, beaming with excitement.
"I'm glad you like them! they're some of my favorites too, and they're a cuisine all the way from the Hidden Mist. Here, let me get us some-" Before he could finish the last sentence, the spider had taken the last of the gyoza and was making off with it through the restaurant, the strange kid in tow, leaving a small wake of destruction with every table, waiter, and customer they crashed into. Sora was shocked, and didn't know how to properly respond.
This is a nightmare! this can't get any- Even his thought was cut short, and his mortification intensified into being severely dumbfounded, as a small bowl of miso was splashed into his face, soaking his kimono. Taking a deep breath, Sora picked up one of the empty food bowls and threw it like a shuriken, rotating it just enough that it boomeranged up and around the adults, and caught the small dish of gyoza and spider in it, landing with a soft
tink against a counter, spinning, and tipping upside down, bug and food safely underneath (
Trick Shot).
Sora was about to erupt with how disrespectful these two were, until Yasu spoke up.
"You still are a kid." he stated flatly to Yasu's remarks, and was about to go further with how he should still know better, when suddenly Sora saw a light bulb basically explode inside of Yasu, and sensed a strange chakra spike at the same time.
What the hell was that? He thought as He watched Yasu turn to the weirdo and explain that they knew each other somehow. Sora listened and was painted an elaborate picture from the few details he was able to gather. Yasu was a foreigner by birth, and didn't know the customs of the leaf well, on top of that, if a major village got attacked, it would be all over the news, with meant he's small town, probably lower class at best with how he speaks.
He's not an idiot... he just doesn't know... Sora felt his first twinge of guilt. The second came from the follow up statement. Sora had studied the maps of Fire Country for years, as was part of his clan leader training he received from his mother, and knew that the closest vilage, even if attacked, was easy enough for a child to walk to the gate without fainting, which meant Yasu had to travel from a farthr village, with only left one, with only dense forest between here and there.
There's no one making settlements out there, and the strange kid knew the terrain enough to safely get Yasu to the village, which means... he was living out there. Sora looked at the bowl that was wiggling on the floor, making the guess that this boy and that spider most likely grew up together, and that he never knew real shelter. The final guilt pain hit like a bus. Yasu turned to Sora.
"Im sorry about your clothes. I'm willing to pay to have them washed if you would like."
Sora sighed, and stood up, looking at his robes. They were salvageable, but he knew that there was probably no way Yasu could afford it. Looking outside at the winter landscape, sun shining brightly though the streets, Sora turned to the two and smiled.
"You wanna go to the hot springs?" He figured the question might confuse them, since it seemed out of the blue, so he elaborated,
"I hate this thing," he tugged at the waist of the kimono,
"But I was supposed to wear it for some big adult like celebration for me today that I didn't want in the first place. So instead of you paying to wash it,
why don't we just go to the hot springs. That sounds more fun anyways. My treat." Sora now knew why he wanted to be a clan leader; to give to these two, and people who will be like them.
Friends...
OOC: Sorry, it's long, I know....
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