-Restaurant-

[Nil]

Here is a fancy restaurant that you may come to for those special occasions. The food here is the best in the city but it is all very expensive. People of the upper class like to come and 'hang' out here. It's good for one's social status plus the atmosphere is nice too. They sometimes hold events such as singers/performers and talent shows.

[Cain]

If there was some type of bouncer to `keep out the riff-raff`, it was not seen by the blond male which entered. He looked around the restaurant a few moments, before walking further inside. The clothing he normally wore had been changed from it's usual look. After all, he had been told that those who frequented the lace had large sums of money.

So right now, he wore moderately well fit black slacks, his normal shirt, & everything else he usually wore. Yeah, it was a big change in wardrobe for him. Part of him hoped no one would notice an ugly loser like him right away. Not before he could get a bite to eat at least.

[Nil]

A strange character walked through the door just after a couple who were now asking to be seated. Rather then waiting, the boy casually walked past the people waiting and seated himself at an empty table near a long, blond haired male. A waitress came up to him and told him to move.

"..." The boy turned his head and the 'hole' (which was a symbol of a hollow soul) in his neck caused her to leave him be. He sunk into the chair and waited to order a glass of water.

[Cain]

He had no perception of strange auras, despite the cursed body. But when the waitress came near, he asked if this was one of the few places which still served Pepsi Blue. She replied with a `no`. It caused him to frown momentarily before ordering himself a normal pepsi. The woman left, smiling at him, though he could not understand why. In his mind nothing had changed about him physically since his youth.

A few moments passed, as his fingers tapped with a light rythmn on the table top. Eventually the wandering gaze, altered by contacts, fell upon Nil. He became somewhat lured into looking at the boy's strangely ble eyes for a few moments. Then the realization of staring hit him & then turned away.

[Nil]

"Root beer." Nil said when a waiter finally came up to him, nervously he might add, to take his order.

"And while your at it...May I have the Salmon special?" Nil glanced at the menu which the waiter had given him then folded it back up and held it out to them. The waiter nodded, wrote down his order and left with the menu. Nil turned his head to find the man with long blond hair was staring at him. Then they turned away.

"Hm...?"

[Cain]

He felt the man's eyes upon him in that odd `sixth sense` type way, which caused a fleeting look back at Nil. Quickly, not wishing to seem like a creepy person, Raphael lifted up the menu to cover his face while he read it. Being a large one, it worked. Though when his waitress returned & the blonde man placed his order. . .

"I'll have the chicken alfredo."

. . . She took the menu away from him. Leaving the young man in plain sight again. He hoped that the other man would not wonder why some ugly male had been staring earlier. Instead, all the odd behaviour would probably garner him the opposite effect.

[Nil]

"Chicken alfredo huh? Good choice. I've had that before actually and it was pretty good." Nil said as he sat his rump down in the chair across the blond. He had his glass of root beer with a bendy straw from which he drank. Mmm, root beer.

Nil had his eyes closed as he had sat down while rinking his drink but once he was set, he opened his eyes and looked straight at the other.

[Cain]

He blinked a few times.

Please. . .don't be one of those cereal killers. . .

Then on the outside, he smiled slightly as not to invoke the wrath of a possible crazy. It was nothing personal, only that Nil. . . well. . . was a complete stranger. Raphael tried not being judgemntal of the one with interesting eyes. Stories had come from this city about crazy psychics. He was not native to the city either, having taken a Heartline bus to the Hotel. Which was where the young blonde was currently spending his nights.

"That's good. . . certainly better than finding out I'd ordered the worst thing on the menu."

A brief sip was taken from the straw in the pepsi.

[Nil]

"Nah, their worst is their mexican food. I mean, it's not that bad but I've had better." Nil lifted his cup and took another sip of his root beer. He could sense their unease and a kind smile appeared on his lips. It was breif but there long enough for them to catch sight of it.

"You were watching me earlier..." Nil said, lowering his gaze to the pattern of the table.

[Cain]

He started to calm down at their smile, but then felt the unease return when they mentioned his staring. It made him feel compelled to give an explanation. No matter how un-composed it might come off as, a low self-esteen making him not wish to be judged unfairly. The young blonde knew his face already gave him a disadvantage with most people. Since many judged by appearance, even if it was unintentional.

"Well I. . .I didn't mean to. I wasn't like, `checking you out` or anything`. I just kindda started looking around &. . ."

His tone slowly seemed to turn angry, more at himself than the other.

[Nil]

"...?" Nil looked up at them with suprise and utter confusion, the tip of the straw still betwen his lips. The dark liquid traveled up the straw as Nil took another sip. Everything else seemed silent except for the damn sound.

"Why are you explaining the situation?" Nil asked when he pulled away from the straw.

[Cain]

His flustering suddenly stopped. . . as though a switch had been flicked. Whether the other realized it or not, they had given him validation. In other words, made him not feel alienated, & instead. . . accepted. True, a very low standard was held by the blonde man for this to happen, but better than exploding in anger.

Much better.

"I. . .uh. . ."

There was brief silence.

"Sorry, I get that way when I'm hungry."

He quickly made up that sentence.

[Nil]

"Understandable." Nil said with a smile. He noticed from the coner of his eye, his old waiter looking for him. It seems he had forgotten about his own food.

"Over here! Sorry about the sudden move." The waiter nodded and brought him his food. Salmon.

"Ah, smells good. Looks good." Nil took a bite, chewed and swallowed.

"And tastes great."

[Cain]

Raphael had a slight dislike for seafood. . . or anything water related. He always had, though he never really understood WHY. Not that it mattered to him, since it was not Salmon to be eaten tonight. Not by him. A few moments later, the waitress which had been somewha afriad of Nil brought him the Chicken Alfredo.

Upon seeing the other, she seemed to freeze briefly. Then quickly laid his dinner down in front of the blonde, before walking away quickly. It caused Raphael to become a tad suspicious, since reactions like that were not normal.

"Is. . . she your ex. . . or something?"

[Nil]

"Nope. Don't know." Nil said a bit too quickly. He acted as though he didn't care as he eat his dinner calmly. At one point, he picked up his glass and held it out, nearly hitting a waiter walking by.

"More please!" Nil glanced over at the waiter he nearly hit and, out of fear it seemed, they grabbed his glass, nodded and was off. Nil shrugged and returned to his food.

"People sure are strange now a days eh?"

[Cain]

"Y-yeah. . ."

He replied a bit uneasily, before starting to eat his own meal. As the warm & well-made food entered his belly it soothed him into peace. Now it seemed there was less tension coming from him, though he continued to wonder why everyone was so wary of being around this man. Could he really be a serial killer after all?

[Nil]

"The music...it's nice yes?" Nil asked as he listened to the music played throughout the restaurant. He wished there was aband here tonight but unfortunely there wasn't. Oh, well.

Nil looked up as he got his refilled and quickly brought the straw to his lips and drnk. The boy love his root beer. He set the glass down and continued his salmon.

[Cain]

"Yes, it's nice."

He said before carefully placing another fork-full of the meal between the barely pouted lips which were truly his. Though he still saw them as incredibly thin. . . how they had been before his little `accident`. At least the food was good & music lightly soothing, which led him to start becoming curious of his stranger's purpose here.

"Why did you come sit with me?"

Part of the Cursed Human dreaded the answer.

[Nil]

"Because I can." Nil said simply as though it didn't matter. Nil took another bit of his salmon, chewed, then swallowed. There was a pause before they looked up at the other with a grin on his face.

"Why? You don't like having company, someone to talk to?" Nil's voice was smooth and calm which made it almost suspicious.

[Cain]

He quickly averted his eyes down to the plate from which he ate. Obvious just how little self-considenc he possessed at the current moment.

"N-no, nothing like that at all."

The other's expression & tone slowly started to unnerve him yet again. But the blonde felt it was only the nervous nature which he always had around strangers. Only walking sown the steet in public could he never be nervous around others. since in those situations. . . people had other things to worry about besides him.