Fashion

New chapter, enjoy and I do not own Naruto.



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Sasuke shifted a bit in his chair as he looked appraisingly at the next model that came out.





With a slightly dull maroon hair he was bare chest, with red loose pants that reached up to his knees and hugged tightly there. Two black suspenders held it up and it seemed to accentuate the lean hips and superbly defined six pack abs.



The model had heavily dark outlined teal eyes that stood out and a tattoo on a side of his hair added to his flair of dramatization around him. Hooking his fingers behind the suspenders, a world renowned model, Gaara walked on as if the camera was his only purpose of being there. Sasuke noted with dim satisfaction that Gaara’s sneakers which were a mix of dull maroon and white clearly complimented him.





Several reporters furiously jotted down the small details like the fabric and well-cut size.





Posing for the cameras’ for a minute, Gaara turned around and walked back.





Then a female model with silver blonde hair, also known as Yamanaka Ino, walked out in a black silk dress. It reached upto her knees and on the sides there were orange swirls that made the dress look extremely professional yet young and hip. Her hair held up in a ponytail with a long bang covering one eye.

There were two orange highlights in her hair. She moved so effortlessly that no one would have realized she was actually walking on a six-inch black stiletto with tiny orange dots on it.







Ino posed and walked back.





Just like that several models of different caliber came out one after the other wearing designer clothes that were of the best quality. No one could deny that. The colors chosen, themselves spoke volumes as, they reflected Naruto. Pride swelled up inside the younger Uchiha’s chest as he knew this was all his dobe’s work. Yes, HIS dobe.

After 15 more models, the lights dimmed altogether and a spotlight was directed towards the opening of the ramp.





As the first notes of the new music flowed through the speakers, Sasuke shivered. This was his and Naruto’s song. This song was on the night they first kissed. It is “Shooting Star”.







Then out came a sight that made all the air in Sasuke whoosh out in one breath. And judging by the collective gasps around, the others felt the same.





Uzumaki Naruto stepped out to the spotlight and gave everyone his heart-wrenching grin. He was wearing a grey sweater with a plunging V-neck and as usual with his orange strips on either sides running down. His pants were similar to Gaara’s minus the suspenders and in a dark navy colour instead of red. The tan chest exposed more than it probably should have been, yet Naruto pulled it off without looking like a slut or a hooker and made it look sexy.

An air of innocence still stuck around him. His FUNK sneakers were a bland mix of blue and orange.







Naruto’s hands jammed into his pockets he walked casually down the ramp all the while looking like a model and actually posing for the cameras as well.





“So this is what Kyuubi-san meant” Mused Sasuke with an amused look.





However, It wasn’t over. Plucking a microphone that was thrown at him from one of the technicians, Naruto started talking.





“Hey there everyone, hope you enjoyed my FUNK line. I would like to say that all the designs were inspired by someone very special to me. Arigatou and enjoy the next line. Introducing: The UK line.”





With a cheery wave he turned around and walked back.





“Hn. Little brother, You are going to slide off that chair any second now.”



Sasuke coloured visibly before righting himself.





With an elegant flick of his hand, Itachi summoned his assistant and made sure that she was ready to take down all the details of the UK line.





The music changed to a bit subtle and sensual tune.





Itachi smirked knowing full well his Kyuu-chan’s taste. (I don’t mean literally you pervs!! >.