M O D E L
Chapter 1 - C R A W L
A/N: Hey guys welcome to chapter 1 of M O D E L and thank you all for the wonderful reviews. Things are about to get hot and heavy with just about everyone in this chapter and there might be some induced to make you either jizz your pants or start the sweats… Just sayin'.
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"Namikaze…Naruto" Hinata repeated softly.
This man who saved her from a fate worst then death was Namikaze Naruto. Thoughts were racing through her mind as stared at the man's beautifully filthy face. She then reached her hands out to the sides of his face to feel his birth marked 'whiskers'. A painful chill ran down her spine as she touched the marks. To her they felt deep and cold, lonely and desperate. She felt her heart sink a bit.
"I'm sure your friends are looking for you miss." Naruto told her calmly as he gently removed her hands from his face. "You shouldn't associate yourself with a criminal like me."
"B-but you saved my life!" she cried grasping his hands. "I want to repay you for your kindness."
"Listen princess you don't-"Naruto was then interrupted by the sound of frantic panting beside him and Hinata. They both turned to see Hinata's little entourage all their faces red and short of breathe from running. But the slight moment of peace was interrupted by Hyuuga Neji grabbing Naruto by neck of his already hole-filled shirt.
"What did you do to Hinata-sama you piece of shit?" Neji yelled yanking Naruto closer to him and raising a high fist. "Disgusting, ugly, filthy, worthless piece of shit, to think you could lay your hand on Japan's greatest model and fashion design-"
Hinata interrupted her beloved cousin and pulled his hand back away from Naruto and slapped him square across the face. Neji let go of the man's shirt and turn his attention to his very angry family. The look of rage that was on Hinata's face was one that could rival her father's.
"Neji-nii-san" She spoke sternly in her 'boss' voice. "How dare you raise your fist to the man who saved my life from a rapist?"
"Hi-Hinata-sama… Forgive me" he shuddered obviously shaken up. Hinata's angry and irradiance only grew more towards his words. She then snapped her fingers and Neji stood in attention like a toy soldier.
"I want you and the boys to take our new model, Namikaze Naruto, to get washed up, cleaned up and acceptable by the upper class standards." She commanded to her entourage. "I also want it don't by midnight tonight and I expect you gentlemen to be back at my hotel suite by then. If you are late by even five minutes I will make you do exercise punishments."
Naruto who had stood there in awe the entire time at this situation was a bit taken back by the sudden change of the woman he saved only moments ago. It was kind of the reaction of when you see her lash out on the guys and her being angry you think 'she's hot when she's mad'.
"Hinata was it? I appreciate your offer but I would like to humbly decline it." He said softly to her while placing a hand on her shoulder.
She looked deeply into Naruto's eyes, cerulean meeting lavender. She then broke their gaze and sighed. Her expression to him read as sad and disappointed. It was then he hears the 'snap' of her finger. All the men in the group gulped and proceeded to flag down a taxi and somehow drag Naruto into the van sized vehicle.
"Holy what the fucking hell?" He screamed as he felt himself being thrown simultaneously by four very in shape men. "Let go of me you gay ass Justin Beiber wannabes!"
"Who looks like that under age minor Justin Beiber?" Sai replied with a creepy smirk on his face as he buckled Naruto down to the back seat. "I wouldn't struggle if I were you Blondie"
"Where are you retards taking me?"
"We're taking you over to all over New York." Neji replied as he looked at himself in a pocket mirror he was carrying. He applied a bandage to the sore spot where his cousin slapped the living shit out of him. "By the time we are done, you will be the cream of the crop and socially acceptable to look at."
"I already told you, I don't need this bull shit. I was fine the way I was."
"Oh you were, were you? Might I remind you the small Micky D's cup you were holding filled with pitiful change and that you smell like vomit and alcohol. I'm sure your life is quite glamorous."
Naruto calmed down and shut himself up, feeling the hungry pains deep in his stomach for not eating for a week. These guy were right as much as he hated to admit it. For as long as he could remember he was put under adoption. He didn't understand why his parents abandoned him or why he was so unloved. Even the foster families he lived with as a child physically and mentally abused him. Every job and place he had was taken away from him and sent him wandering the cold streets on New York.
"Don't make me slap that emo look of your face." Sasuke said as he yanked the pocket mirror from Neji's hands and started fixing his spiky hair. "It's not a good pose or look for you. It makes you look like a ten year old kid who didn't get his dessert."
Naruto's attention shot up and glared daggers at Sasuke. "You're the one who looks emo you shitty chicken haired bastard!"
"How about a nice cup of shut the fuck up please." Kiba chimed in totally not caring about anything but his growling stomach. "And another thing… Neji you can over that up with air brush, Sasuke your hair is fine so stop kissing yourself in the mirror, Sai your hair looks like Justin Beiber's and Naruto stop being a ten year old brat."
Everyone in the car stared silently at Kiba. The only sound that was made was the grumbling of all the stomachs that were in the taxi van. After the abnormal grumble roar, the van came to a whiplashing stop.
"Will you fucking Jap-fags get out of my taxi!" the driver screamed at them. What happened next was something that should have been recorded and aired on youtube. The group of "jap-fag" each took one swing at the driver giving him an extremely bruised body and double black eyes after throwing money at his face.
One by one the boys got out of the taxi whipping any blood off their hands and 'evidence'. None the less that took out any previous tension and frustrations. The group were about to walk into the Suna Spa until the door but open with a very flamboyantly dressed Sabakuno Kankuro barging through. Those he was wearing all black and his hair dark orange hair was combed back he was wearing girlish showy makeup.
"Oh em gee Neji-chan and Sasuke-kun and the rest of my darlings…" he squealed gaily running towards the boss like a pretty princess and hugged and gave a peck on the cheek to each boy but Naruto, who obviously was stinky and filthy. "Who is the stinky mutt?"
"This is Namikaze Naruto, the man who saved Hinata-sama from a street rapist" Neji explained as he wiped off the bright red lipstick from his cheek.
"Oh so this is the boy who saved our beloved Hime-chan…" Kankuro replied as he circled the blonde like a vulture. He was inspecting Naruto, putting his hands on his chest and feeling him up. Naruto, of course, was super uncomfortable and started to tremble. "Oh honey… stop your shaking you aren't even my type, you're too David Beckham for me."
"R-really now?" stumbled Naruto. "I-I'm glad to hear that but can you stop feeling me up please?"
"Don't worry honey I'm done with your measurements… I have to admit, Hime-chan knows a looker when she sees one and you are DEF-IANT-LY her type."
'I'm Hinata's type?' Naruto pondered imagining a blushing naked Hinata and blood started to trickle down his nose.
"Anyway, Kankuro-san, please make this blonde monkey pleasing to look at." Neji interrupted.
"Of course, of course please come in." Kankuro smiled.
The group of men walked in the solon spa and was greeted by the site of Shikamaru and Temari fucking on the reception desk. This was normal sight for everyone except for Naruto who blushed heavily.
"Onee-chan, Shika-nii… you have guest." Gaara called out coming from the back of the store with a whole cake and tea. "So please make your babies later and not in the shop."
"Ah gomen ne!" Temari cried pushing Shikamaru off her and pulling up her white lace panties that were around her right ankle. "I see that Hinata-hime's prince charming is here and quite a cutie but we'll make him look so smoking hot that she can't keep her clothes on."
"Too troublesome…"Shikamaru added as he pulled up his pants and straighten his shirt. "But if we're going to make him into the perfect runway model he must be cleaned first. And since I need a hot shower after my crimes come with me."
Naruto nodded and followed the lazy man to the spa shower stalls in the back. He was then given a nice clean fluffy towel and soap. He was actually excited about having a hot shower since he didn't have one in a very long time. The hot water steamed off his body as he cleaned himself with the soap. Shika was in the stall next to him doing the same thing and it pretty weird to be showering next to another man. Shika finished first and left Naruto a clean white button-down shirt, a high quality black leather belt, black boxer briefs, socks, dress shoes, and black slacks.
"I gave him the clothes like you wanted Kankuro-san." Shika said as he walked into the waiting room where the others were waiting.
"Excellent, after he comes back and dressed Temari will give his hair and skin a great makeover!" Kankuro replied softly as he took an elegant sip of his tea. After about ten minutes or so Naruto came out looking nice, his hair still wet and slicked back.
"Naruto-san come sit in my chair." Temari chirped cheerfully as she dragged the fresh blonde to her barber chair. "First we will make your skin perfect and then a haircut; you'll look like a model in no time!"
And with that she worked her magic on him. She put a great feeling green tea detox mask over his face and neck. Temari then adjusted the chair to lie comfortably back and began to trim his eyebrows into a neat and clean shape. After about fifteen minutes the mask came off and she applied warmed shaving cream to give him a clean shave and baby face with moisturizer after.
"Hmm you're looking pretty handsome already." She told him as she placed the chair back up right. "Now I will trim you hair just a bit, we're going to keep it layered and a bit on the long side so the photographers can play with it but I will teach you to style it."
She led Naruto to a hair washing station and began to shampoo and conditions his hair. She used a special formula for his blonde hair to make it super shiny and seem like his hair was spun from gold. After she was done she lead him back to her barber chair and began to layer and trim his hair. It took no more than twenty minutes to teach him to blow dry and style. He was ready.
"Gentlemen… I give you Namikaze Naruto" Temari spoke with excitement in her voice as she turned Naruto around and took off the cape around his body.
Naruto stood up and talked towards the nearest mirror and couldn't believe his eyes. His hair style perfectly, semi spiky but still straight and layered. His clothes made him look extremely tall and professional. He put his hands on his face and cool feel how smooth it was.
"I look like a model…" he said loud enough for everyone to hear but not to yell. The group agreed except on one thing.
"I must say you look like a gentleman Naru-chan, but you are not yet a model status." Kankuro said as he got up and walked up to him. "You must learn to walk the catwalk, pose, and most of all vogue."
"Vogue?" Naruto questioned. He knew nothing of the fashion world or its terms or rules. "What is vogue?"
"You will learn in due time from myself and all of us, but before you learn to run you must learn to walk, and before you walk you must learn to CRAWL." The flamboyant man explained. "And I, Sabakuno Kankuro will make you CRAWL until you can't feel you hands and knees on that runway."
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A/N: well that's the end of chapter 1 of M O D E L. Thanks for reading and chapter 2 will be up when I fucking feel like writing. And thanks again to the sweet 13 people who reviewed.