Time for Tea (Closed)

Indeed, they were different. For whatever reason, they were people capable of going above and beyond what was average. Whether it was genetics, fate, or just pure random chance, they were strong. Raisu could feel Cornatto's power. He was indeed growing strong, very much so. Like Raisu himself. Still, that tail was a hindrance to Raisu. He was jealous of Cornatto, truly. To be tailless was to be free of some curse. Of course, Raisu could seize control of the beast when he was in that state... But he did not like it.

But what was he going to do next? Now that was a question, one that stumped Raisu for a solid moment. He hummed to himself thinking, visibly in thought. There was something he wanted to do... Yes, something very important to him.

"Well," began Raisu, "You know how there's martial schools? I was thinking that maybe, well, I'd like to make my own. Pass on the teachings of my own teacher and all that."

Raisu grinned. Now that was validating. He had taught Corn how to sense ki. Just like Tsu Kini had taught him all those years ago. Already, he was passing on teachings. Was he doing her proud? Or had he screwed up somewhere along the way? Time would tell when he crossed the veil one day, and came face to face with her in the afterlife. Hopefully, he thought, that day was far away.

But still, what Cornatto had to say was quite interesting. He'd learned from his parents? To grow up under the tutelage of two Saiyan parents... Raisu shuddered to think what that might be like. He'd met Saiyans before. He knew how harsh they could be. To be a child among them must be rough.

"Heh, I think you had it roughest by far," he said as he took another sip of tea, gritting his tea as he thought of it, "My teacher, she was... Well, stern. She didn't break any bones, but she certainly whittled down my spirit, changed me and molded me. She herself wasn't that strong at all, but she certainly had a lot of spirit. Not a day goes by when I don't find myself going back to her lessons, you know? They help me, and I think others could do well with learning them."


Raisu sighed. If only her time in this world had not been cut short, Raisu might have asked her advice...

"But that's enough about me, really. How do you like your tea?"

Would Tsu Kini be happy? Raisu was not quite sure, and he could never be quite sure. Not until Raisu himself had moved beyond the veil and had broken his Earthly binds. And those days were, hopefully, far in the future. Of course, people who followed his walk of life were never quite safe and seeing tomorrow was never quite guaranteed.


But still, at least Cornatto had liked his tea. And such compliments. Perhaps Raisu was good at things other than hitting stuff until it exploded into a million tiny pieces. But he was getting ahead of himself, if the way he hesitated to answer Cornatto's next question was any indication. His mouth twisted into a frown and he ever so gently scratched the back of his own head.

"Uh," he began, searching for any words, "Don't laugh, but you're the first real customer I've had. Business can be kind of slow sometimes. I guess a tea shop isn't the most exciting place!"
 

Now there were a few ideas, thought Raisu. And good ones, too. Riaus had inherited this shop, so he might as well make use of it. And besides, a party might be fun to have. Tsu Kini would certainly have appreciated it, somebody enjoying her tea shop. Yes, thought Raisu, that would be a good idea indeed. He'd have to work on that. Raisu smiled, a small one.

"You know, Cornatto," said Raisu softly, almost as if he were talking to himself, "That's not a bad idea at all. I might have to try that. Thanks."


Raisu rose from his seat and offered the Saiyan a small bow. He was certainly thankful for the ideas. Anything at all that might work at all, he'd try it. Raisu desperately wanted the tea shop to succeed. It was, at this moment, his greatest wish. His way to honor the ones he called family, even if they were not bound by blood. Raisu took a sip of his tea. It was cool now. Had they been talking long enough for their tea to chill?

"You know," said Raisu, thinking aloud, "This is really different from how we usually meet."

That much was true. Raisu knew all too well how many people had been lost. Raisu had to appreciate his life for what it was. At least he still had his. And his tea shop. And he was thankful for that much. Raisu nodded deeply, appreciating Cornatto's wisdom for what it was.

"Yeah, you're right about that," said Raisu, his voice somber, "Really right."

Raisu sighed. What a dark note to converse about. That certainly put a damper on his mood.

"Thanks for stopping in, Cornatto. It means a lot to me to have some customers."