As the night of the banquet approached Li Te was still nervous from asking Amon to come with him. He could not help, but to get giddy from the idea of a night full of dancing, eating, talking and the unavoidable flirty glances.
It had been three days prior to the party when he finally decided that bringing his gloomy friend to the party was just an act of friendship, nothing more. He had told Amon to meet him at the bar at five o'candle, so that they could catch the train to get to Mr. Sato's neighborhood. Li Te wore his best garbs. Sporting his father's top hat, upon the brim a light, dulled silk ribbon was gently placed contrasting the slate black look the hat had kept throughout the years, although rarely worn the hat was at least thirty years old. He had bought a new shirt just for the occasion, the shirt carried a light hint of ivory among it, and had small dark buttons, so shiny Li Te could see the reflection of his finger as he touched each one. He wore trousers in the same dull green as the ribbon on his hats, the trousers had thin vertical midnight stripes, and were held up by his charcoal suspenders. Li Te put on his dark grey vest, and his nicest pair of fine leather shoes and shined them as he scanned around his loft for his coat finally finding his coat thrown on top of his desk.
Li Te rushed down the shop's shaky steps, stopping to look at the clock against the wall near the door. Realizing he was running late Li Te picked up his pace.
Li Te ran up to the bar's entrance, glancing around for Amon, wondering why his hooded friend would blow him off like that, Li Te spotted a few interesting characters, but Amon was nowhere to be found. Perhaps he had left believing Li Te had blown him off, but just as Li Te began walking away a strong hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Aaah" he growled as he grabbed the arm of his assailant, as he turned around a familiar voice rang,
"Well, it's nice to see you too, Li Te,"
The voice was unmistakably Amon's, but this young man was new to Li Te. Making note that he had never seen his gloomy boy without a hood on anywhere else other than a shady bar. Li Te studied Amon's change of clothes, a simple look consisting of a crisp white collared shirt, a pair of brown trousers and a neatly tied brown tie, and a pair of matching brown shoes. It was then when Li Te realized that Amon had long brown hair held up in the tradition style typically associated with people of the Water Tribe.
"...so Li Te, the party?" Amon chuckled as he playfully took Li Te's hat and placed it upon his own head.
"Oh yeah, I'm sorry for starring. I've just never seen you without your hood up, or at a time when there's enough light to see what you like- lll-look like, haha. You have nice eyes, they're very pale, it's a good look. I mean it's not like that was your choice, but yeah," Li Te felt of his blood rush to his face as Amon gave him a cocky smile and told Li Te,
"A lot of people wonder about my age, so I'm used to long confused gazes. Honestly, I lost track awhile ago," he chuckled as Li Te paid for both, noting this Amon said "Li Te, you didn't have to do that, but thank you."
Li Te smiled as the two men allowed a pair of young ladies take the last seats, as Amon quietly looked down smiling as well. Li Te was still staring at Amon, his face truly giving no signs of his age, he had a slightly broad chin, with a soft point at the end, he had large bright eyes filled with so much youth, but the wrinkle underneath revealed his lack of sleep. His lips pink showed a hint of his boyhood still not gone. Paying close attention to Amon's voice, Li Te did notice it became a bit shaky at parts, but held it's ground as a very deep voice. Amon looked up and smiled at Li Te, only to look out of the window. Amon was shorter than him, he couldn't have been more than seventeen.
