A Disrupted Meal.

Arashi walked into the ramen shop, as he did sevral drunked men saw him, and stopped their conversation. 'Damn, I thought I might be able to learn something from them' thought Arashi, why was he here, he was barely hungry, and certainly not for ramen, not right now at least... Maybe something drew him here, ah well, no use wasting food. He asked for the waiter, who quickly came to his table.

"What get I g-get for y-you today s-s-s-sir?" said the waiter.

"I'd like a bowl of spicy beef ramen, with a side of coffee, black, no sugar, no milk. Also, you might want to get that stutter checked out." Said Arashi.

The drunken men continued their loud conversation as the waiter nodded and went to go fetch his meal.

"Did 'ou hear about the guy down in Kirigakure, they called him the Humaniod Typhoon or sumthin *hic*, rumor has it that he can create storms with 'is eyes or sumthin' this guys *hic* gotta be legit, right?" Said the first drunk.

"Naw, he can't be, I mean, do you *hic* really think that some guy, even a shinobi, is powerfu' enough to make storms with 'is eyes?" Said the second one.

Then the waiter arrived with Arashi's meal.

"Put it on my tab" Said Arashi, who scarfed down the food, chugged the coffee and began to leave the resteraunt in search of this 'Humamoid Typhoon'.

[exit]