The Fire Opens Early (Axel and Shura)

"Eh, looks like another day of opening early." Standing in front of his restaurant, Axel took a moment to look over the building which essentially housed the dream he had had for so long. From the outside, the building wasn't all that different; about the size of your average upscale restaurant with the name, "Pele's Passion" in large lettering above the entrance. Because it was a Hawaiian-style restaurant, there were a few decorations on the outside to give it that "tropical" feel, but nothing too gaudy or over the top. Of course, because of the well windowed walls, it was easy to catch a glimpse inside of the restaurant just by passing by; a fact that helped to draw in customers. On the inside, "Pele's Passion" appeared to be a mixture between a tropical-styled restaurant and an upscale restaurant. Although Hawaii was, well, closer to Japan than the rest of the United States, Hawaiian food was was actually a newer concept for a restaurant here in Japan. Though it was a potential risk, Axel's unrivaled skill in cooking the foods of his home and unique recipes really made it stand out, and turned it into one of the more popular restaurants in Karakura.

As some of these thoughts passed through Axel's head, he slowly let the lit cigarette that was in his mouth fall to the ground; stomping it out with his foot. Normally, "Pele's Passion" opened up for lunch around 11:00 am and stayed open relatively late, usually between 8:00 pm and 10:00 pm. Today, however, Axel had gotten up early and, having nothing else to do, decided to start working on opening by himself; getting to the restaurant by 10:00 am. Though not really that unheard of for Axel, this, as well as the passion he had for his restaurant, seemed a little odd compared to his usual punk-ish attitude. Of course, one thing that not many people knew about Axel is that he does hold some things dear. Since he had been working in the restaurant business since the age of 12, Axel had become accustomed to the whole atmosphere; and he actually seemed more personable when working at his own restaurant. With a small "heh" to himself, Axel actually let a very slight smile cross his lips before entering his restaurant to open for business.

After entering, the first thing Axel did was to turn the lights on, revealing the interior of his restaurant to the world through the windows. Next, he began to set up the tables; taking chairs down and placing the rather nice floral tablecloths. While Axel did have people he paid to come in and open up (mainly the lunch waiters), every so often he preferred to come in and set the place up himself. "Pele's Passion" really had become a part of Axel; not just because he had always wanted to run his own restaurant, but because of all that had happened since its opening. Hell, a lot of the chefs who worked for him in the kitchen hardly even knew Axel as the anti-social punk, but as a trusted employer and fellow chef. Yes, Axel would often work in his restaurants kitchen even though he didn't have to; just going to show how much he enjoyed the place. Of course, with these thoughts of the past out of his head, Axel began the finishing touches on opening up as he waited for the first customer of the day.

Karakura Town - or, rather downtown karakura city.

Come to think of it, Shura could not quite remember when she traveled through this city, or the entire town. She was a traveler who easily forgot locations if they didn't have much of an impact on her life. This place was no different; already, she felt herself being lost deeper and deeper within this large downtown hot spot. That's exactly how one could describe this large technological city. Already, Shura could notice children and teenagers flying through the streets riding upon hover boards, while more futuristic cars could be seen driving through traffic. On the side walks, groups among groups of people could be discerned walking in droves to their desired locations. Converging off of the side walks and the streets, were a few food shops just ahead. Even now, Shura could smell the aroma of hot piping food assaulting her nostrils as she continued her relaxed stride through the city streets. Between a crowd, Shura could easily see the eyes of man taking a gander at her assets. Some stared hungrily, some simply admired and whistled, and others simply stared on in awe. She was sure, that with some technique, she could easily bend most of these males to her will, but that was not on her mind today. She had been brought here by plane, to investigate rumors on supposed demons living within the confines of Karakura Town. Needless to say, she wasn't quite ready to work yet, and the grumbling of her stomach was a clear sign that she needed food right now.

After walking through a few shabby joints, one specific place caught her eye, titled "Pele's Passion". She chuckled at the name, wondering where or how it was derived. In any case, she went in and saw the a man who was taller then her, with messy red hair, and a look that could only be defined as that of a "Punk-Rocker". She curiously gazed at him, and after a while greeted him. "Yo, Are you the owner, or are you one of the chefs, if so, i could use some grub. " After saying those curt words, she sat down and skimmed over the menu. During that, however, her hand went to the symbol above her chest, and with some otherworldly power, her hand phased through the chest area and pulled out a small bottle of beer, as she popped the cap off and took a leisurely sip. How would today's turn of events turn out? One could only surmise.