Sakurayu sat under one of his favorite cherry blossom trees blowing at his cup of tea. He had made the water too hot and he was afraid that it would take a while for the tea to cool down. He sighed in contentment it was so silent in his secret little utopia. Though Sakurayu mused one day a noodle was going to just wonder into his secret place. Still he enjoyed his peacefully setting for the time being and carefully took sips of his tea as he let the cherry blossoms fall all around him.
