Nostalgia [Open]

Ryuzaki was having a rather vivid dream involving a midget and a rodeo until he was suddenly, and rudely jostled awake from his nap when a strange bag whopped him in the side of the head with a decent bit of force. Fortunately there wasn't anything particularly hard or pointy in the bag, in fact it seemed to be quite cushioned but even so it still had a bit of heft to it. He raised his hand to his head absentmindedly massaging the impacted area and opened his eyes just in time to see a pink haired boy leap into the clear blue water of the lake, thoroughly splashing several unlucky individuals who just happened to be standing a bit to close to the shoreline. He could only assume that the bag belonged to this boy who seemed to be something of a troublemaker, whether his actions were intentional or not. Under normal circumstances Ryuzaki would most likely have been rather annoyed, but being back amongst his childhood memories he found himself strangely indifferent to the whole thing, perhaps even a bit amused. In addition, the boy seemed fairly interesting, Ryuzaki got the feeling that he wasn't simply a normal child frolicking in the park. Coming to this conclusion he decided to interact with the boy and find out exactly what was up with this kid who had so carelessly soaked the park goers. Grabbing the bag and sitting it up against the tree Ryuzaki decided to wait for the boy here, he'd certainly have to come and retrieve his bag. He briefly considered jumping into the water as well but after a moments of thought he decided against it. He was a strong swimmer, but he had never really enjoyed it and he particularly didn't feel like getting wet today. He also didn't have a change of clothes, so there was that to consider. In the end Ryuzaki decided it would be best to just wait under the tree and talk to the kid when he came by. Ryuzaki stood and stretched his arms above his head letting out a yawn and then leaned back against the rough bark of the tree before pulling off one of the many leaves that dangled from the branches of the tree and fiddling with it a bit. When he had finished he had fashioned himself a leaflute. This was something he'd done many times in his childhood and he felt that he'd gotten pretty good at playing the crude instrument. Placing the leaf to his lips he began to play, and after only a few short moments he noticed that a few of the park goers were looking his way. When he reached a brief pause in the tune he gave them a small smile and then carried on with his impromptu performance. Eventually he had a small crowd gathered around him, maybe five or six people, and he had just reached the most interesting part of the tune. With a flourish he stood upright and distanced himself from the tree a bit, then finished his performance and gave a slight bow. The small crowd clapped for a moment and then dispersed, giving him the occasional nod or smile. Pleased with his performance Ryuzaki leaned against the tree once more and smiled contentedly.