"Fuck... where's my car"

Nick blinked again, he was disorientated as hell. Slightly drunk even since he had been drinking cognac for a long while. Why was he buried? Who burred him? Why would someone bury him? Nick was trying to gather some thoughts, he tried to wriggle himself out of the sand that was nearly plastered against his body. The pressure from the sand made his position a little bit uneasy. He looked around him, there was a white blur in his eyes as he had to blink a few more times. He was near a tree, a gecko was crawling over his head and a snake seemed to be lurking around ten meters away from his head.

"I guess I'll have to eat myself out?"

Nick mumbled, his mouth was already quite dry though. Not so good of a plan. He heard a bell, something... familiar, in the distance. His eye color was hidden behind his pilot glasses. It was really warm as well. Footsteps, that was the sound he heard. He looked up at him and saw a female, he wasn't sure how tall she was nor what age she was since his vision was still a blur. Nick yawned a little as he barely heard what she had to say. He chuckled a little as he thought of a joke he felt like sharing.

"Heheh, I must look like a floating head to you right now"

He blinked a few more times as he spun his eyes upwards, trying to see what was on his head but he couldn't see. It was important that he got out quickly so he pulled himself together a little. He gave a battle cry as he used every muscle in his body to get out of the sand-trap. It didn't seem to work, in the process he pulled his neck.

"Heheh, this must be a dream right.. yea, there's no other way."

Nick was silent for a second, then came to his senses some more. He tried to aggressively bite the sand that was around him but he couldn't reach it. One could say that he was quite desperate.

"Ojou-chan... please help this old timer get out of the dirt that he currently is stuck in. And no, that is not a sexual innuendo."

Nick stared at the female in front of him. He was pretty washed up but nonetheless he seemed quite energetic. He blinked at the female in front of him as she seemed to step backwards. Was she intimidated or something? No no.. Nick couldn't be that intimidating. After all the only thing that was above surface was his head, so his body couldn't be in a position to intimidate her, so it was most likely something else. He wasn't sure what it was but he didn't really care at the moment. Since these might be his last moments depending on the seriousness of the lady in front of him.

It was then when his attention shifted towards her again. Did she just talk to her rabbit.. and call it her sister? This was just Nick's luck eh, stuck in the desert with a crazy person. He replied with silence when she asked whether or not he was stupid, but one could argue that he indeed was a moron. Nick looked up and saw an ostrich fly high up in the air, he was circling around the area. Probably wanting to take Nick's head home and eat it.

"Mmm, I'd appreciate th--"

He was cut off by her foot which was next to his head. Was she stomping the ground or was she expecting Nick something to do with her foot? He was a little confused but then he looked down and felt the ground shake. He blinked and felt his feet move, he suddenly was propelled from the sand and flew a few meters into the air. He landed three meters away on a big rock which broke his fall. He was unlucky not to have landed in the sand, but luckily enough he didn't fall on the cactus which was behind him. He groaned mildly and laid on his back as his clothes were dirty from the sand.

"Hngr, thanks ojou-chan. Let me treat you on breakfast"

Nick stretched his back. Oh how tired he was. He guessed that he hadn't slept the entire time, that he was conscious until he was knocked out. And he guessed that he was unconscious for thirty minutes or so, that would his estimation be, since he was quite tired. He blinked around, wondering how he ended up here once again. He straightened his jacket and contagiously yawned. He looked up at the sun to estimate what time it was. The sun wasn't high up in the air, indicating that it wasn't the afternoon; the fact that the girl didn't react oddly on his proposal to eat breakfast instead of lunch gave him a good estimation on the time. He raised a brow slightly at the girl, she had given her doll a name as well? Oh-well, maybe it was a magical doll. Nick mildly chuckled at the thought of the doll being alive or whatever.

"Erm, no problem. I was thinking lobster, if this village has any. I'm in the mood for lobster to be honest."

Nick was a man of vast wealth, so money wouldn't be any real problem for him. Though in a village surrounded by a desert, he doubted that they had any lobster. Well, maybe they would have lobster, but it wouldn't be fresh and ripe. Those are the best types of lobster, those who arrive fresh from the sea. Nick has spent many trips on the ocean fishing for lobster, but unfortunately, it is hard to catch them as they travel in flock and use some kind of buddy-buddy system to make sure they don't get lost or whatever. Nick wasn't a marine biologist so he didn't really know their ecology too well. He begun walking back towards the village, considering that they were a little bit away from the village.

"So what's your name ojou-chan? Or would you prefer me to keep calling you Ojou-chan? I'm Nick, by-the-way."

Nick spoke as he was walking towards the village. Wondering where he could find the restaurant. He kept an eye on the female that was accompanying him, since she was showing signs of border-line mental craziness. But then again, who was Nick to judge? After a few minutes of walking, Nick would arrive in front of a restaurant in the heart of the city. It was a five minute walk so it was quite nice. It didn't seem really crowded so that was good also. Nick walked towards the door and opened it, he looked at the lady and smiled.

"Ladies first. ~"

Nick nodded, she indeed say her name a lot. But then again, she also said the name of her teddy-bear a lot. Nick wasn't sure whether or not she referred to herself or to her teddy bear whenever she said a name. So he figured that her name was Mikage, and her teddy-bear or her 'sister': Misaki. He wondered what kind of mental problems she had but then reminded himself again that it wasn't his business to stick his nose into. Thinking of that, it made him scratch his nose. Then, he smiled. Realizing that everyone was unique on their own way.

He nodded, ojou-chan was a honorific he wouldn't really mind calling her. As long as it wouldn't elaborate to ojou-sama or something, now that'd be slightly embarrassing. Nick's walk was somewhat odd, one might call it pseudo chauvinistic whilst others would call it borderline aristocratic. It was certainly unique. But that was mostly because he was quite tall. Nick gave a sleek grin as they both entered the restaurant, Mikage first followed by Nick. Nick anxiously stroked the back of his neck as the majority of the people were giving Nick and Mikage some odd looks. Perhaps a 6'4" giant with a 4'6" teenager wasn't exactly the thing you saw her everyday. Nick had to bend down at the door a little since he was a little too tall for the frame. But once he was in, it wasn't a problem since the ceiling was high.

Nick amusingly chuckled as he heard her, she didn't know what lobster was? Hilarious, in Nick's eyes. He doubt he'd get the chance to grab some here, but he was quite sure he would be more successful in Konohagakure or perhaps Kirigakure.

"Haha, that is amusing! ~"

Nick said, realizing he was slightly loud which was an accident. He coughed a little to scrape his throat, since he didn't want to seem like a screaming village-idiot. He took the lead and began walking to an empty table which was next to the window. He would sit on the chair on the opposite side of the entrance restaurant, since he was a little bit paranoid.

"Truth be told, I doubt that they have any fresh-ripe lobster here.

This is when Nick rubbed his hands sinister and then reached for the menu. He was looking through it as he indeed was right. There would be no natural lobster in this village. It was then when he wanted to practise his manipulation skill out on this female. Since after all, he had taken a big liking into her.

"Lobsters.. hmm. There are many different ways to describe a lobster really. Biologically, it's the son of the ocean. It often swims within packs of other lobsters over the ocean floor. They spend their entire life together and rarely ever abandon the pact. They're quite rare in the ocean because it requires a few things to be able to... grow."

Nick explained, a slight dripple of saliva escaping his lips falling on the wooden table. He licked his lips as he leaned back a little.

"In the kitchen? Hmm, chef cooks cut their legs off and crack their shell. They cook its meat for a long while and then cover it with delicious melted butter. Butter that will make your eyes tear from sheer lust. The density of the meat is perfect. Meaning that you won't need to chew a lot or bite oftenly. Because their muscles are tender and soft. When you take a bite with your teeth the butter leaks out and it pleasures your tongue with a force of thousand suns."

Nick grinned, a few people were listening into what he was saying. The desire for lobster for Nick was vast. He could go on hours and hours about the legendary food, but then again he didn't want to bore the ojou-chan. Nick had hoped that her lips were salivating at the thought of lobster. If she wanted to try it out, then his next question would be easy to answer.

"There's this village in the east, not too-far away from here. It is called Kirigakure, I'm one hundred percent sure that they have lobster there. Would you be interested in accompanying me to this mythical village to eat some lobster? Of course, this also would be my treat. And, not now per-se, I'm saying like, maybe this afternoon or tomorrow.

Nick seemed to be lost in his own conversation and he suddenly heard her. She seemed not that interested in his story. Maybe her taste pupils weren't as developed yet and didn't see the obvious awesomeness that lobster is known for. Nick's favorite type of food was crayfish. Next to apples, of-course. Apples were his burning desire and his burning passion. There was something about a fresh- juicy apple that made him happy. He himself like the green ones more then the other ones. Because those have some-kind of placebo affect on them that makes the people think who eat them that they are sweeter, whilst they are pretty much all the same. As he was imagining great things about lobster he would wonder what kind of food he should get from this place.

After all, he didn't dine much. Especially not in Sunagakure. The chefs of Sunagakure weren't exactly very known. Whereas there are others where they have top chefs from the world. The gourmets that they make are quite fantastico. Nick raised his hand to his lips and slightly yawned into it. He had proper ettiquetes, which weren't noticeable at first face but after getting to know him a wee bit better one would learn that he's quite prude about a few subjects but is also quite neutral about many others. Such as putting your elbows on the table when dining, or yawning into your hand. Nick then leaned back slightly. The menu resting in the palm of his other hand as he stared at the table. It was made of wood, some good quality wood.

Which indicated that this restaurant was quite old. Or that it's style was somewhat meant for it to be more cozy-like. For families who came there to have fun or whatever. It gave Nick a grin on his face. Wondering why this restaurant had wooden tiles too. Wouldn't it be a fire hazard? Especially in Sunagakure where it already is very warm. A small lighter falling onto the wooden floor would probably burn up the place quite quickly. He would give it fifteen minutes before it would collapse in ashes. But then again, Nick wasn't a pyromaniac so these thoughts were somewhat rare for him to have. His eyes went back to the menu as he read through it. It had some interesting recipes on them. Not all that many that he liked a lot though. It was too bad that they didn't have a lot of fish in this restaurant. But considering that Mikage didn't enjoy the smell of fish he doubt she'd be comfortable if he got fish here anyway.

"Look through the menu first, I'm sure a waiter will stop by in a second."

Nick said with a slight French accent. Considering that French was his main language every bit of English he said had a slight trace of French undertone behind it. It wasn't very noticeable since Nicks skill in English was quite decent. Conversational English that is. His skill in English writing wasn't very high. He could write quite nice in French though. There were a few other languages that Nick spoke and writes but rarely does. Since most of them have become dead languages over the years. It was then when Nick noticed the near-silent theme being played through the restaurant. This made him look up slightly and see a few boxes in the ceiling. They weren't very big, it was probably broadcasting the radio. It was rather a pleasant song.

After seeing this he shifted back his attention to the menu and read through it again. Unsure what he would get. He looked around, wondering whether or not there was a clock hanging somewhere since he didn't know the time. Too bad that there wasn't any. Nick slightly bit his bottom lip and looked back at the menu. He could get some bacon and eggs right now, but that would be a little cliche, no? Dilemmas were floating through Nick's head as he emptily was staring at the menu, ever-so wondering what food he should get.

"Tell me a little about yourself, Mikage. What food do you enjoy? What are the colors that you like? Hobbies?"

Nick said whilst eyeing his menu. Starting to do a psychoanalysis on Mikage to detect the source of her mild-insanity. Just as he said that he heard some commotion from the other side of the restaurant. There was a big balded fellow who was strong enough to smash through the skull of an adult male. Nick looked at disgust towards his direction as a waiter was trying to get his order. When a funny thought occurred to him. He had yet to manage killing anyone to music. Sure, he had killed a few people back in his day. But yet he had to end someones life to some sweet chin music. The male was starting to increase the volume of his voice. Shouting angry.

Nick did his best to hear what he was saying, not paying attention to whatever Mikage had to say or her facial expressions. His bloodlust was slightly showing, it sure was hard to see but anyone within a meter of him could mildly notice it. He had imagination of killing this man to this music, he liked this song. He forgot what it was called, something like 'Not Fair', he forgot who was main singer of this song though. Nick was about to stand up whilst looking in the direction of the man. The man kept on shouting. Nick could silence him by slitting his throat. But then again, he wouldn't want to kill someone in public. It would cause him to become a nukenin, he thought. Unless this bald semi super hulk killed the waiter. Nick had to suck on his teeth for now.

"Fuck the king! I'll eat every piece of chicken in this fucking place!"
The man said, whilst yelling his lungs empty. Nick groaned. He was a little fidgety before, doubting himself but this sealed the deal. The man grabbed the head of a waitress and crushed her head. He put his strength into his hand as the waitress tried to kick him to get away from him. But it was too late, he squashed her head like a pineapple being squeezed by a ten ton concrete block falling on it. Brains covering the floor and a big portion of the wall behind him being painted by the blood. All the personal from the restaurant were running away in panic. Other customers were leaving as well in panic. Pretty much everyone had seemed to have left except for Nick and a few other people.

Nick grabbed a toothpick and looked into the eye of the giant again.  He bit on the end of his toothpick whilst intensely staring into his eyes. He let what was remaining of the head of the waitress go. Her lifeless body slipped onto the floor and bled out further. He knew that he shouldn't use too much fire to fight this man. Because this place would light up in a few seconds considering that every bit of furniture is made of wood. He nibbled the end a little as the mans perspective would fade slightly. Nick chuckled every so slowly. His chuckle seemed to drag a little. Nick's eyes were glinting red, hinting that his bloodlust was somewhat big. He was calculating in his mind how to take this man on and end his life swiftly and quickly. He was glad that he killed the waitress, it would mean that he wouldn't get registered as a nukenin if he killed him.

Considering that he killed a person, and that Nick should have all rights to kill him back. Hell, he might be even called a hero. That certainly would be nice. A smirk appeared on the face of Nick as a kunai dropped from his sleeve into the grasp of his hand. It was then resting in the palm of his hand. Nick pointed the kunai towards the head of the man. A slight slither of flint would find his target. It was showtime. Nick tried to calculate his movements. The giant man stood up and dashed towards, effectively dodging the flint that was headed towards him. Nick ducked behind the counter as the giant hulk smashed into the wooden tiles. A small-sized crated was left behind. The hulk-man groaned and was about to dive towards Nick again. Nick threw his kunai towards his neck, he already knew that he was diving for him when he threw his knife a few seconds ago. He wasn't extremely precise but it punctured a wound on his upper neck which made the giant hulk more angry.

Nick was by no means weak -- But he wouldn't want to fight someone that bulky. He doubt he'd hurt him if he landed a punch on him since he was quite massive. Nick groaned mildly, his flint chasing after his neck as he was about to be dove on. He jumped on the counter of the restaurant and jumped backwards. The hulk man crashed into the counter. His flint got close to him. Nick grinned and dove on top of an empty table. He snapped his fingers and whispered with a shallow tone.

"Bonne nuit"

A light would follow his finger tips, over the flint followed by an explosion near the head of the hulk man. A shroud of black mist. The hulk man stood still. Nick wondered if it finished him off. He knew his jutsu caused not a lot of damage, but the explosion was near his head. He hoped it busted out his eyes. The smoke would clear a second or two later. A big black mark was covering half the face of the hulk man. His eyes were red. He was seriously angry. Nick raised his brow slightly. He needed to increase his fire power to defeat this man. Ever since he became C-rank he felt more weaker then usual. Maybe it was time for him to adapt and adjust? Become stronger.

This was his first test in life, he thought. The hulk flickered towards Nick. Nick gritted his teeth and twisted his body to dodge his punch. Nick succeeded in doing so, he latched his finger on the leather pants of the giant hulk. The hulks fist was stuck in the wall, about a meter in. Nick saw an 'opening' and decided to use it to his advantage. He got his head close to the buns. You could say that his head was in a place where the sun don't shine. He molded chakra in his mouth and spewed it up a long hose. Not wanting to set fire up the place. He jumped backwards and ignite the odor that followed from his lips. Instantly incarnating the insides of the hulk man.

Cause of death? A case of fire-ass.

TL:DR; Crazy hulk man causes commotion, kills a waiter. Nick steps in and kills him by blowing fire up his ass.

Nick dusted off his shoulders. The face of the defeated hulk man laying on the ground was quite a sight to see. It gave him a slight smile on his face. Killing was something Nick enjoyed as a sport. He crackled his knuckles a little as he shifted his attention back to Mikage, who had seemed to be watching the spectacle. His smirk became a little bit bigger. He had guessed that she had ran away by now, but she stayed and actually enjoyed the show to a certain extent. Nick chuckled once again and scratched the back of his head.

"Fire, huh?"

He looked at his hand as he formed it into a fist. Fire indeed was his passion. Just like lobster and apples. He noticed that there was a slight fire going on behind the hulk-man. On the table he was laying on. It was a good idea if they would leave quickly at this point.

"Nawh, I don't think they'll cook him up. The taste of humans isn't very appealing to other humans, ya know."

Nick said as he groaned and grabbed a bottle of scotch behind the bar and got back up. Noticing the fire had spread a little more. Some concerned citizens were looking through the window, wondering what was going on. He chuckled at Mikage's remark before adjusting his coat.

"Hehe, good idea, Mika! I know just the place!"

Nick said as their adventurous comedic story would go on.

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