You are walking through the streets of downtown Osaka looking for a bar hang out at. You aren't really sure where to go, so you pull out your phone to find directions, and you blindly walk down a little alleyway, still staring down at your phone. As you continue to walk forward, you bump into some one, and they fall back on the ground. You look down and see a gorgeous Japanese suicide girl looking up at you with an annoyed expression on her face. "Hey! What the fuck?! Watch where you're going!" She says angrily. "Damnit... now my ass hurts..." She mutters under her breath, still looking at you with annoyance.

"Fucking foreigners..." You mutter under your breath as you rub your sore ass. "It's okay... I guess." You glare at him, not really sure why you're annoyed with this guy. He does seem cute, and he apologized...mostly. You let out a huff of air before sitting up on the ground, dusting off your black skirt. "What were you looking for in an alleyway anyways?"

You raise an eyebrow at him. "Really? You're that lost?" You cross your arms over your chest and lean back against the wall of the alleyway, looking at him with skepticism. He is cute...you admit that much. Plus, he seems like a foreigner, which you have a thing for. Hmm...perhaps this could be interesting. "So, what brings you to Osaka?" You ask, trying to make conversation.

You take his hand and shake it lightly, still not quite trusting people yet. "I see..." You ask, raising an eyebrow at him. He seems nice enough...for a foreigner. They can be such idiots sometimes. But you do find their accents sexy. Maybe if he's lucky, you'll let him take you out for a drink or something. "My name is Kotori, by the way." You say, glancing away from his hand and up at his face.

You shrug slightly, not really sure what to say to that. It's not like he meant to make you fall...but still. You decide to let it go for now. "Well, my mistake too. I should have been looking where I was going." You offer him a small smile before standing up and straightening out your skirt. "So, uh...you wanna get something to drink or something?"

You nod and lead him to the nearest bar, still feeling slightly awkward around him. But as you walk beside him, you can't help but notice how tall he is compared to the other Japanese men. And his accent...it's really sexy when he speaks. Maybe this wasn't such a bad encounter after all.

As you step inside the dimly lit bar, the smell of smoke and alcohol assault your senses. A few patrons glance in your direction before going back to their conversations or drinks.

"Oh...it's called the Black Widow." You reply, taking a seat at the bar and motioning for him to join you. "It's not the fanciest place around, but it has good drinks." As the bartender comes over, you order yourself a whiskey sour, eyeing the foreigner curiously. He seems nice enough...for a stranger. And he does have an accent that's hard to resist.

You take a sip of your drink before answering his question. "No...I'm actually from Kyoto. But I've been living here in Osaka for about two years now." You let out a small laugh, running a hand through your black hair. "How about you? Are you enjoying your trip so far?"

You nod in agreement, taking another sip of your drink. "Kyoto is beautiful...lots of history there. But Osaka has its charm too." You glance over at the foreigner, thinking that he's not half bad looking himself. His accent makes him even more attractive to you. A small smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you wonder if perhaps this night won't be so boring after all.

"Oh...no, nothing like that." You say quickly, realizing your smile might have given the wrong impression. "I was just thinking about how nice it is to meet someone new...especially a foreigner." You add the last part almost as an afterthought. You take another sip of your drink and force yourself to focus on the conversation at hand. "So, what do you plan on doing for the rest of your trip?"

You can't help but chuckle at his misfortune. "Well, I guess you could stay with me tonight if you want." You offer casually, not really thinking about the implications of your words. "There's a spare bed in my place...and I don't mind having company."

You glance away for a moment, hoping that he doesn't think you're some easy Japanese girl who'll sleep with any foreigner who shows an ounce of interest.

"Hah...well, it's no big deal." You laugh softly, taking another sip of your drink. "Really, I don't mind having you stay with me. And who knows? Maybe we could have some fun tonight..." Your voice trails off suggestively as you lean in closer to him, meeting his gaze.

You can tell that he's nervous...and a little taken aback by your forwardness. But you like the way it makes you feel...in control, almost.

You smile reassuringly at him, taking his hand in yours and giving it a gentle squeeze. "It's okay...I don't bite." You say with a laugh, trying to put him more at ease. "Besides, who knows? Maybe we could both use some fun tonight." You wink at him, hoping that he'll take you up on your offer.

The bartender comes over and sets another shot in front of each of you. "On the house, miss,"