Walking into the Great Hall, Ikuto spotted that Draco had reserved the seat next to him. Ikuto smiled, went, and sat in it, subtly squeezing his lovers hand as a way of thanks. He looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw Hermione smile at him, happy that he was happy, even if he was secretly with the annoying git who had bullied her since their first year.
The sorting ceremony over, and the Hogwarts song sung, dinner was served on gold dishes. Just as Ikuto was about to take some of the food that he had gotten so used to after 5 years in the castle in England, even if he did wish for Ramen, his favourite food, occasionally, Draco pointed out a house-elf making its way into the Hall, almost unseen by the tray that it was carrying. A deathly silence hung over the Great Hall as the elf made its way to the Slytherin table, to Ikuto. The smell of the food from his own country overwhelmed him.
The house-elf set the food in front of Ikuto. "Thank you for teaching us house-elves how to cook different foods, Master Ikuto," the house-elf announced, smiling shyly at him. "We have made you some foods from your own country, and we hope you enjoy it." Bowing the elf scuttled out of the Hall, and returned not a minute later with other elves, standing at the entrance of the Hall.
Ikuto sniffed, picked up the chopsticks that had been provided and tasted the Ramen. A grin grew on his face as his eyes closed, relishing in the taste. Putting down the utensils he walked to the entrance, and bowed low to the house elves.
"This is most delicious. You have captured the taste perfectly." Looking up he saw that many of the elves were blushing. Bowing again, he said, "domo arigatou gozaimasu*."
He made his way back to the table and enjoyed the rest of the meal, much more than usual, especially when Draco leaned over and stole some of it.
*A very formal way to say 'thank you very much'.