Away From My Perfect Life (Naruto Fanfiction)

Part 33:

      'I never checked the timeline..God! I'm calling you right now by the way!'

      'Yeah?'

      'Can you help me check when the Gaara being taken away from the Akatsuki is happening?'

      'I can't exactly say the actual time, but it's coming. '

     'Wow, so helpful-I know that! Is it possible for me to save Chiyo?'

      'Oh, would you look at that? I have to get to work. Haha. Bye.'

      'Wha-Hey!'

      "Whatever, I'm going out." Fuyumi sighed, getting ready and walking around Konoha.

      "What can I do today?" Fuyumi muttered, walking mindlessly around Konoha.

      She then bumped into someone, "Sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going.." She apologised.

      "It's no worries, I should've-Are you Fuyumi-Sama?" He asked.

      "Y-Yes, but please call me Fuyumi.." She cringed.

      "I've been wanting to met you, are you free today? Can we have a consultation?" He asked.

      "Sure, I don't mind!" She smiled.

      The two of them hung out the entire day, having food and shopping for certain fabrics.

      As they were eating, Fuyumi stopped for a bit and looked to him.

     "So..You never told me how you wanted your clothes to be, is it for you? Or for someone else?" She asked, taking another bite of food.

     "No, not for me. I think you may know him, but there's one more shop I want to go to, it's an accessory shop, it's something I want to add to the outfit." He explained.

     "You can just tell me, I'll draw up a sketch." She suggested.

     "I'm an aspiring designer too! I want to learn...i-if that's okay with you.." 

     "Oh, I don't mind at all! Let's go!" She beamed.

     As they walked to the shop, they ran into Kiyo, whose normal face frowned slightly at the sight of them.

     "Hi, Kiyo~!" Fuyumi smiled, waving at him.

     "Hi, Fuyumi. Who's this?" He asked, his smile dropping almost immediately.

     "He's an aspiring designer, like a little apprentice! We're in a consultation right now!"

     "Can I join you?" Kiyo asked, a bit skeptical of him.

     "I don't mind! Do you?" Fuyumi asked.

     "Nope. I'm fine." He nodded.

    "His name is Itora." Fuyumi introduced.

    The three were looking through the shop, and Kiyo pulled Fuyumi to the side.

    "Fuyumi, I don't trust this guy." Kiyo muttered.

    "Huh? Why?"

    "Um, Itora? Sounds a lot like Itachi. You know, from the akatsuki clan that tried to take advantage of you when you lost your memory?" He whispered.

     "Are you sure?"

     "Fuyumi, you're a genius in fashion, and honestly, one of the strongest people ever, but you are not smart when it comes to this. You've hung out the whole day, and he has not once talked about the design itself. You're a fashion designer yourself, you should know how consultation usually work, right?" Kiyo explained.