The lights of the city shone brightly under the ink-blue cover of the night, drowning out the distant stars and pale moon, floating above a thin veil of clouds. They shone with many colors, from bright white through warm yellow, orange and red, poisonous green, sugary-sweet pink, to cold, clean blue, and wherever one looked was just a maze of those lights, gleaming in the dark.
It wasn't a particularly busy night, though it sure wasn't a calm one, either - in the end, it was summer, and even so late it was still warm. A tall figure passed through the door, panels of dim milky glass pulled open by a couple of restaurant employees that appeared so similar they could be twins just as well as clones. He, however, paid little attention to them.
With movement as graceful as if he was a mountain lion, not the elegant man he really was, he passed through the softly lit room, decorated very simply, but with visible style. The blossoming branches of sakura trees drawn here and there on the walls. Dark tables. Simple chairs by their sides, white tablecloths only partially covering the dark wood, which appeared even darker under the light from the few lamps on the ceiling, and a continuous white neon line around the bar.
Seiki sat down onto one of the barstools, which were all empty except for a couple, occupied by a pair of silently conversing people. He took his black jacket off, folding it in half and hanging over the simple line that formed the back and sides of the stool, and loosened the tie which held the high collar of his dark silken shirt up. The bartender approached him even before he was finished, bowing and handing him the menu. He replied to his greeting with his typical graceful elegance, opening the black book right after.
For the start just a simple meal, even after a long day he wasn't too hungry... He shifted into a more comfortable position, and watched as the bartender handed him his order only a short while after. Vibrant red pieces of salmon contrasted sharply with the white rice and black wraps, all laid out very simply, and topped with a small bowl of wasabi and a glass of sake.
His hands took the couple of smooth dark chopsticks, and he begun eating, slowly, enjoying his food.
