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Chapter 7 Itachi
Tailor Narubi
Naruto cursed to himself as he struggled under the boxes. They weren't heavy but there were a bunch. He stumbled a bit and squeaked as he saw the top few boxes slid towards the ground.
Suddenly they were snatched away and the load was lightened. Naruto almost staggered from the ease of what he now carried. A hand rested on his back to steady him. He looked over the boxes still his hand to find a boy a little older then him watching with cold black eyes. He had long black hair in a ponytail and a very beautiful face, the beauty not even marred by the lines on his face.
"Can you come to my house?" Naruto blurted out.
The boy blinked lazily as if not comprehending. His brow furrowed just ever so slightly. Naruto blushed.
"Ah, I meant I'm a tailor and you have a great figure that would fit so many different styles and outfits I can think off. I want to tailor for you. You don't have to wear anything but I would like you to be like a um…"
"Model for you?" The boy said, lips twitching.
No one had ever put it like that but Naruto nodded quickly.
"Yeah, model for me. No one else would have to see you but I love to sew and I love to sew the perfect outfits for certain people and you have the perfect look for a couple outfits I had in mind."
The boy's lisp twitched again.
"How much time would I spend on this?" He asked in monotone.
"Um, just a while for me to measure you. Then I'd sew. Then I'd need you to come back and try them on so I could adjust them as need be and that's about it. I'd even give you the outfits."
The boy stared at him for a long moment, half of Naruto's boxes balanced in one hand. Naruto watched him shyly.
"Ah." The boy finally nodded. "I am Itachi."
Naruto brightened and practically dragged the boy back to his house, throwing the boxes next to the stack pile of clothes he had to wrap and deliver. Snapping his tape measure he swore he actually saw the teen shiver under his calculating gaze.
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"How do they feel?" Naruto asked cheerfully.
Hinata spun around in her own pale one. The delicately embroidered butterflies the burst from the hem like a whirlwind appeared to flutter across the dress. He'd done some of the stitches so tiny that they almost didn't appear to be there making themselves visible only when the light caught them right.
Hanabi was happily looking over her own. As she was younger it didn't look beautiful so much as cute, hanging nicely with a large red bow nestled in her lower back.
"It's so pretty." Hanabi squealed.
"Thank him properly." Hiashi said half-heartedly under the smile of his daughter.
"Thank you Uzumaki for the dresses." Hanabi and Hinata chorused before giggling and spinning around again.
"They are very well made. You are a talented tailor Uzumaki." Hiashi said as Naruto tucked his storage scroll in his basket.
"Thank you Lord Hyuuga."
"Do you make more then just dresses?"
"I can make many things from swim suits and under garments to shirts and overalls." Naruto nodded.
"I may seek your services at another time." The man responded after a moment before handing Naruto a check.
Naruto's eyes almost popped out at how much he had gotten.
"I hope that is an acceptable amount." The man said simply.
"It is Lord Hyuuga, thank you. I must be off now."
The man tilted his head in a nod and turned back to his daughters as another escorted Naruto out.
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Naruto hummed happily as he examined the still teen in front of him. The outfit looked perfect on him. It was a dark red kimono with black hem and embroidered black pinwheels all along the bottom, like flowers of varying height. Black ravens decorated the upper half of the kimono making almost a morbid scene with the colors.
"How does it feel?" Naruto asked straightening a seam.
"It fits perfectly." The boy said in monotone.
"Hmm." Naruto nodded helping him slide it off.
At least the boy wasn't embarrassed by the lack of clothes, standing in only his boxers. Naruto had never had a problem with people undressed. Perhaps it was because he'd grown up never knowing modesty or right or wrong having no one to teach him. Or perhaps it was because his apartment was on the edge of the red lights districts and he saw more then a few things that were very inappropriate for a child's virgin eyes. And now that he had had a few lessons on anatomy and measures bodies for a living that he was more numb to the state of undress.
"Now, for the bad-boy look." Naruto brightened. "I made this outfit because it would suit you perfectly if you ever turned Goth or punk."
The teen's lips twitched into a slight smile as Naruto held up the outfit for him to try on.
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