Chapter 4

The Feeling

Up ahead was a grand looking building with many neon signs flashing. The Kasho it read. "Well, here it is. I hope your dad's paying." Orochimaru commented as he opened the door to the restaurant. But Oritheme was to busy staring at the interior in wonder. Red streamers decorated the ceiling and people crowded the tables. "How do we know we are going to get a good seat?" Orochimaru laughed. "That's the great thing about this place. You don't. The food is so good people from miles around come to eat here." Matthew looked surprised. "Really? Does that mean that it is going to cost more?" Orochimaru paused resisting the wanting to raise an eyebrow, "Not really."

Before the conversation could continue, a waiter came up to them. "How may I help you?" He asked. "We would like a table for three." Matthew said as politely as he could. The waiter smiled, knowing he must be a tourist. "Right this way, sir." As they walked past all of the other people enjoying their food, the waiter tried to start a discussion. "So are you here as a family?" Oritheme winced, "No, actually." "Really?" The waiter raised his eyebrows in surprise. "But you look so alike." Matthew smirked, finding this very amusing. "No, you were sadly mistaken. I don't know where she gets it. Not me though." The waiter laughed and handed each of them menus. Wonderful! He's already making people laugh.

Sitting in the wooden old fashion seat, Oritheme looked at the menu in question. Soup, sides, noodles, pork, specials, what should I get? Maybe something not too messy. Don't want to look strange in front of Orochimaru. "So what can I get you?" She jumped and realized that the waiter was back. "You are fast." The waiter smiled, showing all of his rather yellowish teeth. "That's what I'm here for." To be fast? Gees, he should just go to a track or something. "I'll have a small bowl of wonton soup." Orochimaru told the waiter. "Ummm, I'll have…" Matthew looked at the menu with a queer expression on his face. "The…special, ya, that's it." Oritheme tried not to laugh. I bet he couldn't read the name of the one he wanted. And he doesn't even know what the special is. This should be interesting. "I will have just a side salad." "Any meat?" "Chicken's fine." The waiter left.

An awkward silence came over the table. Orochimaru cleared his throat, "So I'm guessing you are an…American." Heads turned at the sound of the name. Matthew nodded, not noticing looks he was getting from across tables. "You know I never did ask about you, Orochimaru. Where do you live?" He squirmed a bit before responding. "Well…I…that woman I was with in the market was my guardian. I was abandoned as a child because of my appearance and I've been in her family ever since." "Won't she be worried about you?" Oritheme questioned, though inside she had a feeling he was lying. "No, she never worries." He said flatly. "Your salad, miss." The waiter pushed a small plate of lettuce and five dressings in her face. A bowl was given to Orochimaru and a pig's head to Matthew. Oh how I was I had a camera! His face is priceless!

The three ate in silence, stealing glances at each other when possible. When they received the bill, Matthew finally spoke. "Wow, this place is cheap." Leaving a check and tip, he walked them out. "You best go now don't you think?" He asked Orochimaru. "Actually…I was wondering if I could show Oritheme something." He stared at the ground, finding it much more interesting than Matthew's face. "Very well then. You have one hour." Not good not good at all. No no no!! Quietly Orochimaru lead her to the park where they met. "Look." She watched the evening sunset in wonder. "It's beautiful." She whispered, as the reds, oranges, golds and faint purples mixed together. Not as beautiful as you, thought Orochimaru.

Deciding to get his feelings over with, his hands cupped her face and pulled her close to him. Oritheme froze, shaking nervously as she tried to figure out what he was trying to do. And then…their lips touched. It was an explosion of feelings. It lasted about ten seconds before Oritheme pulled out and took off running once again. This time she looked back three times but saw no one coming after her.

Author's Note: Awwww, first kiss! Now that's what I call cute, especially for Orochimaru. Thanks for the review, AngelBornOfHell!