Sweet Meetings

I managed to make my next few stops without meeting anyone with the black cloak, the grocery store for spices and vegetables, the local orchid for fruit, the dairy for good cheese and fresh milk, and the butcher for the other types of meat. My last stop before I returned to my first two stops was the sweet shop. Most of my family have major sweet teeth, so it would be absolutely horrible of me to refuse them desert, but because I am an overachiever I feel the need to give them the best dessert ever. For me that means one of two things, either I make it myself, or I go to the families' favorite sweet shop, Sweet Meetings. As I didn't have enough time to make all the desserts and dinner I had to buy dessert. Walking in I was reminded of why we all loved this place so much, it was about five stories tall and had all sorts of different sweet things from all over the world. Unfortunately, most of the better quality stuff sold there cost a fortune and a half, something that most normal people could not afford, however since the River family owns about ½ of the place, (this is once again another story for another day) we can get just about everything sold there at a third of the original price. Anyways I was wandering around waiting for the cake I had ordered to be ready when I literally bumped into somebody. Immediately I made a quick polite bow and apologized, when I looked up I nearly screamed in surprise as the man I had ran into was wearing that same black cloak that I had seen earlier. This man was short, he had black hair and wore an orange mask that made a spiral leading to one red eye that had a black pattern in it which reminded me of a windmill that had scythes connected to the ends of each blade. While I was too shocked to speak it was obvious that this man (boy?) was not. Only two seconds after I looked at him he began to talk so quickly that I could barely catch a few sentences.

"Hello pretty lady! I am Tobi, its okay that you bumped into Tobi because Tobi is a good boy (in coherent chatter) Hey, hey pretty lady why do you have white hair? Mr. Scarecrow head has silver hair and Mr. Porcupine head has spiky white hair but Tobi thinks that is because they are old, Tobi doesn't think that you are old, are you pretty lady? (more incomprehensible blabber) and then Dedaira-sempai (blah blah blah) –sama said Tobi was not being a good boy, why did he say that pretty lady Tobi is a good boy." He talked and talked for almost three minutes when another man with black hair and eyes who wore the same cloak walked up behind Tobi and said, "Shut up, can't you see that you are scaring the girl with your unrelenting talk, you can't expect her to reply if you don't give her a chance to speak"

"Sorry Itachi-sempai, I just wanted to talk to the pretty lady because all of you sempai always tell me to be quiet," said Tobi.

Itachi just shook his head and turned towards me, bowed and said, "I apologize for his bluntness; we have yet to make him understand the concept of being silent for more than five minutes. May I ask what your name is?"

I liked this man, he was polite and out of all the people I had met that day he seemed like the normal one. I replied with a polite, "My name is Tsuki, Itachi-san, forgive me if I seem rude but I have a policy of not telling my family name to strangers."

Itachi smiled and nodded, "That is understandable, considering the strange people you must meet in this town."

"You don't live here then," I said a bit curious.

"Ah, not exactly, my… Group, just moved here, we have been settling in the past week," he said. I was now intrigued, not many people chose to move here and he paused before he said group, indicating that group was not his first choice in words.

"I see, well then, welcome to the neighborhood Itachi-san, Tobi-san!" I said.

"Thank you Tsuki-chan, if you wouldn't mind would you help us find some things. We were told this was the best place to get sweets but it is so large that we have yet to find anything that is on our list," said Itachi.

"I would be happy to help, I have nothing else to do while I wait for my order to be ready," I replied hoping to find out more about these people.

I helped them find what they needed, and though I didn't discover much about their group, I found the two that I was with were good company. When they got what they were looking for I got my cake and made my way out of the store thinking, 'It is going to be interesting having such different people living nearby.'

When this was first edited I had only goten up to this is once again another story for another day, poor dude was so exited for plot development and then it just ended, however I cant say i didnt warn him