I'll always love you (re-continued)

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Sora wasn't usually one for wanting to model nor was he one for liking to get his get dressed up, but here he was, agreeing to model an outfit while also being used as a model for photography. "Mom!" He called as he walked down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"Yes?"

"Huh?"

"He was talking to me."

"No, he wasn't he was calling for me."

"Well, I'm his mom! You're his mama!"

"Technically you both are my moms, but okay." He said with a slight laugh. "But I have an important question I want to ask you two."

"What is it?" His mama asked, looking at her son with a curious expression.

"Tomorrow after school can I go to a cafe with a few friends, I'm supposed to do modeling some type of clothes and I need to have my measurements taken." He explained.

"Wait modeling? I thought you didn't like modeling."

"I don't, but Nao asked me to model for him, then he realized that he didn't know how to pick out fancy clothes so he asked his brother to make something and he agreed and now he needs to take my measurements." He said with a little more detail than before, Sora looked nothing like his mom's, he had white hair, freckles, hazel green eyes, and a porcelain skin tone. His mom had light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and an almond skin tone, while his mama had black hair that was currently dyed light blue, light brown eyes, and warm beige skin.

But considering that he was adopted it made sense that he didn't look like his parents at all, not that he cared who his birth mother was, he was happy with his current parents and baby sister. As to why his hair was white they didn't know and just chopped it up to genetics, some doctors speculated that it could be Marie Antoinette syndrome but that idea was tossed out of the window when they saw he was born with it. He quickly snapped out of his thoughts. "So... can I go?"

"Is there going to be some type of adult around?"

"Yeah. His mom owns the place."

"Well... if that's the case then it's fine." His mom said as she grabbed some baby food and a baby spoon. "Here go feed your sister for us."

"Got it." He took the food and spoon, he found feeding his little sister to be difficult since she always wanted to play and sometimes she refused to eat her food.

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Naruto felt his heart beating in his chest as he followed the waitress to his table, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears from nervousness. He felt like he looked nice but the outfit didn't exactly feel like him. He had on a long black sleeve shirt, tucked into black skinny ripped jeans, an eyelet decor buckle belt holding up his pants with a long tan trench coat that ended just below the back of his knees, he wore white vans without that laces and around his neck was a light blue crystal attached to black sting, it was necklace that he got from his grandmother, he won it fair and square in an arm-wrestling match.