So, basically, I decided to keep on going. This will probably be a 20-30 chapter book at the most. I'll make some interesting missions, following up until Sasuke stupidly "increases his power" with Orochimaru, the eternally weirdo stalker guy who might also be a closet perv. Just saying...
I manage to scout out Hinata, and ask her in a nice way. She replies, saying that she saw Kurenai-sensei near the Hokage's office. I slow my run to a jog, finally seeing the tall, two-decked, red and yellow building.
"Oh, hello, are you new?" a kind female voice asks me.
"Well, yes. I'm Maiya Akimoto. In a way. You see, I'm from a different world, the human world, and for some reason I ended up here in Konoha. Lady Tsunade wants me to start at the Ninja Academy tomorrow, and Shizune gave me some ninja clothes. Is it ok if you help me tailor them, Kurenai-sensei?" I ask. Kurenai is one of my all-time favorite female characters, along there with Anko and Mei Terumi. Back home, I tried to be like them. Bad***, bold, and caring in their own way. Kurenai, first of all, has a beautifully ninja-esque outfit, not too revealing (hint, hint ANKO!) but still unique, a caring attitude, and knows what it's like to be a young kuniouchi.
(Sorry for spelling that wrong. XD)
"Oh, of course. We can meet at my house, and tailor the clothes there. If you have to be at the Academy by tomorrow, you need to learn the basics by tonight and carry on until late or early morning." Kurenai-sensei warned me.
"So, why don't you tell me how old you are, and what type of outfit you want?" Kurenai asked.
"Hmm. Well, I'm 12 years old, and I'm thinking of a dress that's slit in the middle, so I can move around easier, with black pants and fishnet." I thought out loud.
As we both walked, I discussed the outfit I would like, while Kurenai-sensei listened thoughtfully. Finally, we reached her house. I enter the front door, and set my backpack on the table, opening the contents. There's a long, azure blue dress, that probably will reach to my ankles, a fishnet shirt, a pair of black leggings, and a pair of fishnet leggings.
"Ah. Why don't you try on the clothes, and then tell me what changes you want to make?"
I nod. Heading into a small section separated by a curtain, I start with the fishnet shirt and leggings. Staring down, I find that I can't see my feet, only two skin-colored blobs. I panic. What are these? Am I fat? I'm too embarrassed to ask Kurenai-sensei, and I'm afraid she'll laugh.
"Sensei, what're these two blobs located where my chest should be?" I ask, blushing red all over.
Kurenai-sensei laughs. For a moment, I think that my prediction came true.
"Maiya, those are called breasts. Now, this will seem weird, but just try this on. Wear it when you go outside, but take it off when you go inside, or to sleep." Kurenai-sensei holds an almost mini tank-top, with two dome-shaped pieces of fabric. Struggling, I manage to put it on me successfully. It feels awkward, but isn't too tight or too loose. I adjust the hook a bit, and it seems better.
"Oh, and Maiya? If you notice blood coming out of your lady parts, just put this on, and change it at least two times a day." I have no idea what Kurenai-sensei is talking about, but since she's a woman, I trust her. She also gives me a weird cotton oblong-ish rectangle.
"It feels normal." I say. Slipping on the fishnet and dress, I see that the dress does indeed go to my ankles. I notice that instead of the slightly conical-ish shape my chest used to be, there are two even domes, which relieves me. My mother and father passed away 3 years ago in a hit-and-run, and I don't exactly have a mother or father figure. It was hard, at first. But I managed, grieving silently, crying inaudibly, only at home, where no one could hear, pulling through, and now, stupid as it sounds, I'm grateful to have a "mom."
The day passes by as Kurenai-sensei and I adjust the look. Kurenai-sensei deals the major cuts, cutting the hem of the dress at an angle and just above my knees, changing the neckline of the dress to a sloped scoop, and cutting the fishnet leggings to fishnet three quarter lengths. She leaves the rehemming and fine tuning to me. I barely finish the fishnet when we both notice the sun setting. Quickly, I thank Kurenai-sensei, gather my new clothes, and leave.
As I unlock my apartment door, I'm finally free of a certain, lingering, rather emo pest. I fix myself a small snack of seaweed, enjoying the food like a delicacy. Heading to the bathroom, I brush my teeth and comb my hair. When I'm done, I settle down in my bedroom, preparing to work on my dress. The fishnet is done, and I just need to hem the bottom of the dress, and the neckline. I painstakingly slide the thread through the microscopic needle hole, and carefully make medium sized stitches with the blue thread Kurenai-sensei gave me, along with the extra dress scraps, and black thread. I can still remember her teasing me, "Make something nice for the boys!"
It seems to take forever, but I finish hemming the dress and admire my handiwork. Suddenly, an internal flashlight turns on. I can sew the black leggings to my fishnet leggings! Even though that will result in less sleep, I decide to do it. It'll be less work in the morning, after all. I switch to the black thread for the leggings. Time drags by, and I figure I must have ten undereye circles. Dragging myself to my bed, I close my eyes, and instantly, fall asleep.
Hai everyone! First of all, I suck at explaining the joys, oh the joys of having a bra and becoming a woman. Even though I am one. Wow, me, wow. So sorry. Next, please read and review. Lastly, please don't roast me. Unless you're a worthy opponent, you will unlock a monster within me known to most as the Roast Monster. Naruto ref. Then, you will be haunted with roasts until you die. Just a friendly warning. (Me in real life: LOLOL THE ROAST MONSTER! WHAT A LAUGH! LAWL! XD)