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A small wooden desk of sorts stands out on a side road, a blue cloth thrown over its small frame. On top of that, are bowls and containers of all sorts filled with beautiful fresh fruit.

A single Gehaka sat behind the stand dozing. He was quiet old in age, his hair white and in strands more than locks, not really paying attention to anything going on around him.

Above the stand, was a deeper blud cloth, shading the customers and shop keeper from the sun.

The side road that the stand is one, is all houses on both sides, and rather clean for a side road. And while the shop is here, it can be seen from the main road.

Enju was tired of all the hustle and bustle going around in his shop and had left to take a relaxing stroll. One wouldn't think there'd be a lot of action in a flower shop but their was. Clipping and trimming and primping and arranging. It was also a bit boring for Enju if he wasn't planting or caring for his growing flowers in the garden in the back.

He had taken a stroll behind his garden and onto a side street were Gehaka were sparse. The rich blue cloth caught his eye and he slowly appraoched it, cocking his head as he examined the little stand he hadn't seen before. Hm, a fruit stand? Charming. Maybe they had those imported fruits, like pineapple or coconut, his eyes roving over the selection, not noticing the other Gehaka just yet.

Enju moved his ears in a fidgeting manner, wrinkling his nose at the shop keeper. Poor old man, didn't he know his food could be easily stolen if he slept like that? He could even lose business which was close to happening right now. Fortunately for him, he decided to take matters into his own hands and slid out money, placing it in front of the man before snatching an apple. He needed something sweet and simple right now. His eyes glanced over to the other soft toned Gehaka and his took a bite of his apple, leaning against the stand.

"You might just want to pay him and let him sleep. He looks like he needs some rest."

Enju grinning nervously as the other Gehaka started. He chuckled slightly, holding his hands up as a joking sign of apology. He took another bite of his apple, looking over the Gehaka and smiling as he chewed and swallowed.

"Aah, seems like a nice man."

He chuckled to himself, turning to lean his back on the stand. He tried to look like he was minding his own business, not wanting to come off as prying or annoyingly talkative. Which was what he was.

Enju turned to Sada inquisitivly and smiled. He held up a finger while he swallowed the bite of apple before grinning sheepishly and offering his hand/

"I'm Arehoudai Enju. A pleasure to meet you."

He was a naturally friendly Gehaka even though he did have his violent little secrets. He smiled good naturedly, stretching a wing nonchalantly, a habit he'd picked up and did whenever he met someone new.

It was a lovely, supposedly peaceful day today, or so it had been until Hachiro had gone home. He and his mother had gotten into a spat, and while that was rare in itself, it had been to the point where Hachiro had been struck several times. Fearing that he might do something rash, (his tall, broad build was reason enough to be intimidated of him) the Gehaka had left, attempting to calm himself down while he wandered the streets. Eventually, he had wound up on one particular street that contained a fruit stand, something that Hachiro was quick to notice. A low, deep sigh was released from his lungs, and the Gehaka stretched his powerful wings slightly, feeling the first stabs of guilt. He shouldn't have lost his temper with his mother, no matter how witchy he got.

Slowly, the half-naked Gehaka moved down the street, pausing in front of the fruit stand to run his bright eyes over the wares...they all looked very fresh. Perhaps if he bought some fruit as a sign of apology, his mother would forgive him.

Sada whirled, facing the other Gehaka who had wandered down the street to the stand. His ears caught another, talking to himself. Normaly the stand was quiet, and almsot bare of customers, now there seemed to be more than ever at once, even if there was only four. The old man was still dead alseep, as if it was the middle of the night already.

"Hello, if you just leave your money up there, and take the fruit, it should be alright," his voice was quiet, but his eyes kind as he spoke.

"Erm... well...I... hrmmm," Sada fumbled through his words before listing off a few fruits he knew. "Apples, grapes, mellons, grape fruit, pinapple..." he lost the train of thought and laughed nervously. "I'm sorry, I can't think of anything else."