I was totally unaware of the fact that this story actually got followers, so I kinda gave up on it...I'm so sorry. -.-lll All the Fanfiction e-mails I got were automatically sent to my spam folder, so I just assumed that...well, that this story was bad, I'm so sorry.

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Now, that day was the best that he wants to remember, or that was how he phrased it. I didn't pry. There was no need. It wasn't beneficial to me, though quite amusing, alright. It was still engraved in my mind, his exciting, yet cautious voice as he talked to the waitress, his confused face as he looked at the restaurant menu, his embarrassed look as he reluctantly asked me what dish was what, unaccustomed to getting help from others. As we waited for the order to arrive, I saw his eyes flit to my left arm, where a black newt was to be seen. His eyes widened slightly as it moved, into the sleeve of my shirt before disappearing from view. He had almost jumped from his seat, and I, seeing that, almost started laughing again.

He then, in a voice almost as quiet as a whisper, told me, "I...I think a snake with legs just climbed into your shirt." As if on cue, it climbed onto my right arm, encircling itself around my wrist. He jumped and I bit down a laugh. "T-there it is!" he informed me as he pointed at my wrist, from a safe distance away.

I pretended to seem impassive as I raised my arm. He tensed. "Oh this? It's my ...pet newt."

He relaxed a little, and gathering courage, asked, "What's its name?" Completely oblivious to the fact that it was two- dimensional.

After pondering for a moment I told him, "I didn't name it yet, but if you happen to have a suggestion, don't be shy to say so."

He creased his eyebrows as he tried to think of a name, "Uh...Ku...Kuro?"

"Kukuro?"

"Ah, no, the 'ku' was a stu-"

"Great one! Kukuro it is!"

He faltered.

The rest of the time were spent with questions and answer, or to be more precise, my questions and his stuttering as he tried to give an answer to my endless question, until the food came. The look on his face was priceless. His eyes shone with such excitement, it was hard to believe. He had quickly clapped his hands together, muttering a small, "Ittadakimasu," picked up the chopsticks and immediately attacked the bowl of noodles, sputtering when the scorching hot soup met his delicate tongue. I just watched him eat, my own meal forgotten. After the not-so-pleasant approach with the noodle, he had lift up one strand of noodle, blew on it for what seemed like a million times, and nibbled on it, cautious so he wouldn't burn his tongue again. It was so fun watching him eat that way, as he did the exact same thing over and over again, not wanting to suffer the same thing twice.

When he finally finished eating (and happy as could be), around an hour later, he glanced at the clock and jumped up, "AH!...I'm s-sorry but I have to leave now...I don't want to trouble my... relatives..."

I just smile, "Kay then, do you want to meet tomorrow?" He froze, his left arm stuck into his jacket, "T-tomorrow? Uh...where?"

"By the bridge, the one with a dead lamp."

HIs eyes flashed with recognition, "When?"

"Anytime tomorrow, I'll be staying there for quite a while, actually. I want to show you something."

And with a nod of his head, he got of his seat, and with a voice quieter than a whisper, he said something I haven't heard since, perhaps, a long time ago.

"Thank you for today." And then he ran.


I am sincerely very very sorry about the extreme shortness of this chapter, very sorry, but I have a reason, and that is my un-creativeness. I'm sorry, I'll do my best to make the next chapter better, I promise.

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