Ramen with strangers[Open]

Lavii had just returned to the village from a mission that had him away for a little while. It was night and the rain was coming down hard. The wind caused the rain to be even worse than it already was, causing it to blow in ones face every now and again. Luckily for Lavii he was wearing a rain coat with the hood of it positions over his head. Lavii had a pair of goggles over his eyes; the rain coat was a mix with a trench coat and rain coat. It had buttons and a zipper that zipped all the way up. The rain coat was black, so it would be hard to see Lavii at this time of night especially with the weather the way it was. Lavii had not eaten in a few days besides bread and he was starving. He decided to stop at Ichiraku Ramen who should still be open around this time if he hurried he could catch the old man who owned the place before he closed up shop. The young Uchiha man would not run, but he did move in a hurried pace to reach the shop. Minutes passed and Lavii would see the lights of Ichiraku Ramen just ahead of him. When he would reach the shop Lavii would move back the cloth that hung from the doorway, so that he could enter, upon entering he would see a man he had never seen before sitting at the counter. "Looks like I caught you just in time." Lavii said while sitting down with two seats in between him and the man. The owner would turn around and see Lavii sitting at the counter. "Ah Lavii, Yeah I was just about to close up, but this gentlemen caught me before I did." Lavii looked over to the man for a split second. He could tell the man wasn't from the village, but he would not engage in conversation, instead he would wait for his ramen to come.

"Your meal is going to come off from me, Lavii. Konoha can be rowdy at night. Anyway, it's about time I read the final words right before the main man's fatal death".

Wet drops drenched Konohagakure in a delightful climax from the clouds, while tiny pellets of water bounced up from hitting the ground. Musashi had been staying inside a closet of a friend's store when he had fallen asleep after finishing the book he had been reading. When his eyes flickered open and he returned back to the material world - where he was not in a harem bath scene where all of his genitals were shrouded by soap and from all directions mature women huddled around him, he had realized that the store was closed dark and his friend had all forgotten about him. From the windows of the store, he could clearly see that no matter the ninja skills he had possessed,  no matter the amount of magic he could conjour up with the legendary chakra source, he was not getting home without getting a single strand of his hair wet. His house was a ten-minute run from where he was, so if he hurried, he could probably make it before his normal bedtime.

His bag had shielded him from the raindrops that pelted him, trying to melt through the solid barrier so they can get all over his hair. And once the head had been conquered, the rest of the body is sure to follow the fall. Musashi's own fingers were already soaked. He ran at a moderate pace, but splashes rippled from his stomps. This particular backdrop reminded him of the final scene of the ending of the story he had been reading earlier. The Age of Innocence was a novel about death gods, and featured a bad man who died from doing something good. Musashi remembered that he had a page or two left to read before he finished. As he ran, he could see that the ramen store was still open and with customers. He recognized one of them to be Lavii Uchiha, walking into the store. He thought it'd be nice to catch up with him, so he entered Ichiraku Ramen as well.

After he had closed the doors behind him, Musashi found that it was a good place to rest as his residence was just six minutes away. There were two people there, and he greeted the chef. He had taken a seat besides Lavii and placed his wet bag on the seat besides the stranger, putting the Age of Innocence out on top of it. He wanted to pay for Lavii's ramen and talked to him.

Lavii would sit and wait while his ramen was being prepared. he glanced over to the other patrons ramen and felt his stomach growl. it wasn't a loud growl, but the stomach of the Uchiha man was making a point that it was hungry. Lavii would look back to were his ramen was being prepared and could tell his mouth began to water more and more; the more his food got near its completion. Lavii would suddenly hear a familiar voice come from behind him. When turned to see who it was Lavii was surprised to see Musashi coming in and placing his drenched bag on the counter. From the look of the seasoned shinobi he had been prepared for the rain, which meant he was still stuck in his ways. "You got left in the store again didn't you..." Lavii would say with a bland expression. "Thanks for the ramen." He said to Musashi when he mentioned paying for Lavii's ramen. Lavii looked at the man when he began to talk with Musashi about the book that he had with him. Lavii would let the two talk; his ramen was brought to him and Lavii would quickly say grace before getting down to the meal in front is him. The taste of the ramen never got old it was like heaven in a bowl.

"It's a wet night, young man. You got something to cover your head out in the dark?"

Musashi had nodded to Lavii with a light smile on his face, like a father treating his son, and accepting his boy's satisfaction for his own happiness. In psych, this was an attachment bond between the child and the caregiver who provided nourishment and contact comfort. 'Course, Musashi kept his hands off of the emerging adult. Rather, his own attention was swayed and drawn into an alternate conversation next to him.....

He had a good look of the man now. He had on a fancy trench coat, one with a symbollic or religious design on it. Perhaps he was a priest? From the cross on his forehead, one would have believed that he was part of a cult. He was a rather young man, about Lavii's age. From his ear piercings and slicked-back black hair, Musashi surmised that he was looking at a man with a mission.

"Good book", Musashi replied quickly. "Themes of life and death fill the pages. The author wrote it to make us think of a moral conundrum. I won't spoil, but your friends are right. It's a good read". This man must be a relatively new resident, coming into the village while he had been out. Normally, he would say only a few things, but he figured he might as well get to know a fellow reader. He had a question to pose to him.

Lavii continued to enjoy his ramen while the two men talked. It appeared as if the strange man clad in black was trying to start conversation all be it forced Musashi seemed to like talking about things like this, so it immediately sparked up a conversation between the two. Lavii would sit there like a 3rd wheel while eating his ramen. He wasn't going to join the conversation, but he was listening if he was called into it and he currently had no intention on joining it.

Spoiler:

The man (or the two of them, rather) seemed busy with their food. He let a minute pass before he posed another question to the priest-like figure. "What do you do for a living around these parts?"

Spoiler:

Lavii's interest was peaked when the man talked about a dangerous group of people. He began to wonder who they were and why exactly they were dangerous. He had never heard anything about a dangerous group of people before this man mentioned it. Lavii would have had finished his ramen and had gotten up. He thanked Musashi for the meal and headed out. He was tired from the missions he had ran and wanted to go hone.

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Musashi nods and simply goes out after them, running as fast as he could with his bag above his head to try to get home....

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