The replacement model

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Kakashi's pov

"What do you mean she can't make it?!" "I'm terribly sorry! She has a cold and refuses to come out of her house." After our discussion ended I let out a sigh. "What's going on Kakashi? They want us to start shooting in 15 minutes." Turning to the black haired boy named Sasuke Uchiha I let out another sigh. "Your co-model has a cold, so she can't make it." "So what now? We only have a few minutes left before we start shooting." "Don't worry I'll take care of it. Meanwhile you keep them busy with this." Grabbing a pin from my pocket I hold it out for him to grab. Grabbing it he looks at me with confusion. "A pin? What do I do with that?" "Remember when Itachi told you about the problem in wardrobe?" After I know for sure that he knows what I'm talking about I continue. "That was the problem. Stick it somewhere in the clothes you're going to wear and boom, time taking distraction." "I swear I don't want to be on your bad side." I simply let out a chuckle as he walks away. 'Okay... The time problem has been taken care of. Now, time for the biggest problem. Where am I going to find someone to replace the second model?' Looking around my eyes fall on a girl with blond, reddish hair with the same size, I think. Making my way to girl I see three little kids grinning at each other. "O... who are they?" I ask raising my eyebrow. "We're Nii-san's siblings!" The smallest redhead says with a smile. "Who are you mister?" The second redhead asks. "Me? I'm Kakashi Hatake. I need your brother for a bit okay?" Getting three unsure nods I give them an eye smile before taking their brother to the corner of the room. 'Turns out the girl is a guy. No matter.' "What is it you need Hatake-san?" 'So polite. It fits him.' I give him an eye smile in hopes of suppressing the chuckle that is about the escape from my lips. Guess it didn't work. "Well..."

Cliffhanger! Read the rest in the next chapter! Ja ne!

Just kidding! Gomen... I couldn't help myself.😋

"Well... could you take of your vest?" "Sorry?" "Could you take of your vest?" "I heard what you said. My question though, is why?" "I need to check something." My response was a very confused face. He blinked before taking of his vest. Looking him over I nod in satisfaction. "Perfect!" I grab his arm and bring him to wardrobe. "H-hey!" After some struggle I managed to change him into the clothes of the female model. 'Perfect fit.' Smiling with happiness I grab him again and bring him to make up. "Kakashi-san it's time." "I'll be right there." Nodding the man leaves. "Are you ready?" Instead of an answer he appeared in a beautiful light blue dress with white heels, hair in two braids, soft pink lipstick and some light blue eyeshadow. And to finish it of, a blush decorating his cheeks. 'I'm pretty sure he's blushing from embarrassment.' "Let's go." I grab his hand and lead him to the photoshoot. "What's your name?" "Now you ask for it?! It's Naruto." "Guess it's Naruko then." "What?" "What took you so long?" "Gomen, gomen. We're here now." I give Naruto a small push accidentally making him fall against Sasuke. The photographer not waisting an opportunity started taking pictures immediately.

Sasuke's pov

Walking away I hear Kakashi chuckle in the background. 'I better hurry.' Reaching wardrobe I grab the clothes I'm supposed to ware first. After I put the clothes on I take the pin and put it in my sleeve. Walking out I make sure that they see the pin. "O my god! There's a pin in his clothes!" As soon as that was said I was taken back to the dressing room. After I was thoroughly checked and examined for any wounds minutes had passed. Walking out the dressing room for the second time I make my way to the photoshoot. "I see your ready. Your co-model should be here in a few seconds." I simply nod standing on my assigned spot. "What took you so long?" "Gomen, gomen. We're here now." Before I could fully register what was happening I found myself holding Sakura Haruno's replacement. "S-sorry!" She quickly removed herself from me with a beet red face. All I could do was blink. 'She's beautiful.' "What's your name?"