Things change so quickly. Last time the man had laid eyes on his brotherly companion, Onamuji, the two had been sure of Koho's intent to never return to them and now...
Now she was going to be his wife.
The man was distressed from the suddenness of it and the emotions that had flooded both the red queen and her knight. He had agreed to marry her because he loved her and she could not leave him... but he did not accept marriage, he could not understand it's value and it was one of the few things he feared in life. He needed to see his chosen-brother again, for his aid and words. He could always take council with him.
Saemon had sent Onamuji a letter two nights past asking him to meet him at the one of the finest dining restaurants in the Golden District; the Crested Mare. The golden district was a place those with money shopped and those with fancy titles lived. All around him were women with jewels strewn about their... everything and men with too much money to need to join the shinobi ranks. A small group of younger women sat nearby his own table, giggling and twirling their stupidly made up hair. They were old enough to bed, but everything about them made him feel ill and disgusted. Not one of them knew what it meant to kill a man, to be take a hostage or to fight for their lives. They were weak and their money made them foul and rank like rotten meat.
Sae looked away, resisting the urge to punch a hole through each of their pretty little faces.
A waiter appeared next to Saemon. He too looked down on the man in a T-shirt and black pants, his face scruffy as always and his hair unkempt. "Can I help you today sir?" Saemon almost didn't answer him. But it wouldn't do. He was here to meet Onamuji and treat the man to some of the best food in Suna; it was the least he could do. "Two crystal waters. My companion will be here soon." Water was not free in Suna. In fact it costed nearly more than things like milk and fruit juices. Crystal water was pure, underground water that had been purified with a special chakra treatment. It was perfect to say the least.
The man nodded and walked away to fetch the drinks. Saemon was left waiting, his hand propping his chin up. He tried not to listen to everyone else's conversations. The restaurant was pretty busy today.
Now she was going to be his wife.
The man was distressed from the suddenness of it and the emotions that had flooded both the red queen and her knight. He had agreed to marry her because he loved her and she could not leave him... but he did not accept marriage, he could not understand it's value and it was one of the few things he feared in life. He needed to see his chosen-brother again, for his aid and words. He could always take council with him.
Saemon had sent Onamuji a letter two nights past asking him to meet him at the one of the finest dining restaurants in the Golden District; the Crested Mare. The golden district was a place those with money shopped and those with fancy titles lived. All around him were women with jewels strewn about their... everything and men with too much money to need to join the shinobi ranks. A small group of younger women sat nearby his own table, giggling and twirling their stupidly made up hair. They were old enough to bed, but everything about them made him feel ill and disgusted. Not one of them knew what it meant to kill a man, to be take a hostage or to fight for their lives. They were weak and their money made them foul and rank like rotten meat.
Sae looked away, resisting the urge to punch a hole through each of their pretty little faces.
A waiter appeared next to Saemon. He too looked down on the man in a T-shirt and black pants, his face scruffy as always and his hair unkempt. "Can I help you today sir?" Saemon almost didn't answer him. But it wouldn't do. He was here to meet Onamuji and treat the man to some of the best food in Suna; it was the least he could do. "Two crystal waters. My companion will be here soon." Water was not free in Suna. In fact it costed nearly more than things like milk and fruit juices. Crystal water was pure, underground water that had been purified with a special chakra treatment. It was perfect to say the least.
The man nodded and walked away to fetch the drinks. Saemon was left waiting, his hand propping his chin up. He tried not to listen to everyone else's conversations. The restaurant was pretty busy today.