The aroma of Spice and rum circulating through the air guided Kensei through the narrow lantern lit streets in the direction of clamoring market square within the Village of the Sun. He moved sluggishly but quickly, skipping from rooftop to rooftop. His open robe hanging over his bare shoulders bore the Uchiha sigil at its center, its sleeves flapping gently besides him. He looked good over the roof top skies his tired dark eyes laid hidden beneath his oversized straw hat, set the well lit lower center of the village . He made an effort to avoid the local alleyway artist expressing themselves or the other miscreants of the night moving in the shadows within the surrounding area. It was his night off after all he thought, he figured he’d enjoy it while he could. He shook his head back as he caught the scent of spilled alcohol, briefly stepping quietly over the man who had started the night well ahead of his own and now found himself in a puddle of his own waist; seemingly ignoring him.
Breaking through the darkness into the brightly streets at the main square he sighed to himself, not expecting the crowd of people moving aimlessly thought he night. He took a few steps forward before stopping for a moment, as his eyes adjusted to the brightly lit streets overloaded his senses. By the look of it one would not have guessed the time of day. Kensei thought to himself, dusting off the alleyway dust on his black baggy joggers. Music filled the surrounding area here, as lively street merchants and artist performed on every street to the appeal of gathering crowds Taverns had spilled to the streets as men and women danced on the sidewalks, drinking their sorrows away. Kensei ducked effortlessly through the dense night traffic, avoiding the larger crowds of like minded individuals whom had sought the escape from solace behind vice and sustenance. The aroma that had rose him from his slumber still the object of his desire, and now growing stronger with each step.
He made his way forward, the wooden signs advertising the route to the famous Mo-Bots Ramen House. The front of the Ramen shop was archaic, rustic, resembling the older shops within the village. The wooden store front was a darker shade of pine, the windows tinted. The sign above was crooked and worn down yet there that did not deter the line of traffic in and out of the shop. During the day the out house of the restaurant is open and accessible for pedestrians but at this hour only the inside nightlife locale was available for seating. The night was cool, soothing and beneath the sounds of the buzzing nightlife there was a stillness that filled the village with a sense of calm. He turned to meet the busy streets once more, as to catch a glimpse of the nightlife he’d be retreating away from, before walking into through the doorway.
From the outside, the shop appeared no larger than the average family owned ramen house but this restaurant had more to it than meets the eyes. The main dining area was lush with plants and foliage, highlighted by the large sakura blossom planted at the center of the dining area. The high rising chandeliers lit the ceiling tops, while the surrounding walls hung stylish works of art depicting the warring periods. The authentic space was filled with the aroma of their alcohol enriched food, the smooth glossy wooden bar paired nicely with the exquisite marble floors. He pushed forward taking a seat at the bar, the bar stools were plush and comfortable to sit in, he noted as he relaxed back in his chair.
A gentleman standing in front of their massive display of wine, spirits and other alcoholic temptations behind the bar followed Kensei’s with his eyes. He was older than Kensei but not by many years and was dressed in somewhat professional attire upon meeting Ken’s eyes, he returned it with a smile. Kensei ran his fingers across the slick bar as he pondered his order.
“can I help you good sir.”
“Ill have the Hiyashi Chuka, and your strongest Sake. Leave the bottle here. Please.”
His voice was scratchy yet he spoke softly to the man, his hands interlocking in front of his face as he drifted into thought awaiting the highly anticipated meal.
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