Chapter 8 More sewing

Tailor Narubi

"What are you doing?" Inu asked curiously from his seat on the edge of the roof.

Naruto had moved to the top of the apartment to train like usual. He glanced at the man from where his fingers were wound in a complex pattern of wire.

"I'm learning how to use ninja wire to fight." Naruto responded, glancing at the open page of his book.

He double checked the pattern in his fingers and the many wires branching out. Then he pulled tight, yanking as hard as he could. The pattern in his hand shrunk and untangled all at once. Across from him though, the piece of wood he had set up fell into a bunch of pieces.

"Cool." He grinned. "It's like playing with string."

"How long did it take you to set up?" Inu asked.

"About fifteen minutes." Naruto blushed.

It said in the book a person good with wire could have down that in seconds. Naruto would need a lot more practice to use wire effectively.

"Just practice more." Inu responded. "And what did you do to your senbon?"

Naruto blushed again and held one up, showing the added hole at one end.

"Look's like a needle eh?"

"Yes."

"Well I'm going to loop my wire though it and use it to fight."

Inu made a politely interested sound. Naruto pouted knowing the man thought it mostly useless.

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Naruto nervously listened as the woman sprouted off what she wanted.

"And I think an A-line gown would be wonderful." She said finally.

"Actually, milady I would suggest a Sheath Gown for you. You have the figure." He said shyly.

She stared at him a moment, then smiled.

"I'll trust your judgment on that. Now, when can you have this done by?"

Naruto ran over the list he'd been scribbling down.

"A month, maybe a month in a half." He said.

"Good." She nodded. "Add on anything you see fit. I loved the butterflies on the Hyuuga Heiresses dress."

Naruto nodded and watched as the woman stored off.

"Who was that exactly Jiji?" Naruto asked. "Her name was familiar."

The Hokage smirked.

"That Naruto, was the wife of one of the most successful merchants in Konoha."

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"I don't have anything else for you to try on." Naruto said softly.

"I know." Itachi intoned." I only came to visit."

"Only to visit?" Naruto stared. "As in you wanted to see me?"

"Yes."

Naruto pondered this.

"Like a friend?"

"Like a friend."

"…I've never had a friend." He whispered timidly.

Itachi stepped in the door and swept him into his arms, lifting him right up. Though the boy was only twelve to his nine he carried Naruto like he is nothing. Naruto wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, taking comfort in the half embrace.

"I smell baking." The older teen intoned as he carried Naruto further into his apartment.

"I made cake. Would you like some?" Naruto asked shyly.

"Please." Itachi said, a smirk twisting his lips.

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Naruto set the stack of boxes down in front of the woman who was already pulling a dress out of the first one. Naruto had taken a lesson from Yuki and wrapped each item in some tissue paper in a box. She said display could be everything.

"Amazing." The woman whispered looking over the gown that she held against herself. "How old are you?"

"Ten." Naruto said softly.

"How long have you been sewing?"

"Four years."

"You are a genius." The woman smiled.

She spun to the man in the corner who had been glaring at Naruto. Naruto shrunk slightly under his hate. The woman had looked at him like that at first until she realized he was the tailor she'd wanted to see. It appeared that being good at something that women liked dulled their hate and anger at him

The woman finally handed him the check with his payment. He was still surprised to see how much good sewing was worth and tucked it away safely. He excused himself quickly and darted from the room and away from the man's gaze.

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