Okay, it would probably never match the high standards set by Teuchi-san back home, but after months of being away from Konoha and weeks of eating rations and boring healthy food this was luxury.
He'd finished his second bowl, and was more than happy to accept the very generous offer of a third on the promise that Naruto would eat it all. The guy had talked to him a little about entering some kind of eating competition, and Naruto only vaguely nodded whilst he looked around - taking a few steps back from the stand to let other patrons in.
The Moogle strangely named Mogsuke was sat on his head, and occasionally Naruto offered it bits out of his bowl. They'd already developed an interesting friendship over the short hours of the day, but this moogle was a creature after his own heart and had absolutely no qualms about spending this much time outside eating ramen.
It was just after he'd offered the moogle a long string of noodle that he grinned up at him, dropping his gaze and spotting, instantly - red hair, pale complexion, those robes. In a rush he spun around, looked for somewhere to put his bowl, gave up and thrust it toward Mogsuke, who took and was trying desperately to stay up with he held it and Naruto waved his arms above his head, eyes bright, grin huge, hurrying through the throng of people toward his friend.
OUTSIDE AN AWESOME RAMEN STAND
Okay, it would probably never match the high standards set by Teuchi-san back home, but after months of being away from Konoha and weeks of eating rations and boring healthy food this was luxury.
He'd finished his second bowl, and was more than happy to accept the very generous offer of a third on the promise that Naruto would eat it all. The guy had talked to him a little about entering some kind of eating competition, and Naruto only vaguely nodded whilst he looked around - taking a few steps back from the stand to let other patrons in.
The Moogle strangely named Mogsuke was sat on his head, and occasionally Naruto offered it bits out of his bowl. They'd already developed an interesting friendship over the short hours of the day, but this moogle was a creature after his own heart and had absolutely no qualms about spending this much time outside eating ramen.
It was just after he'd offered the moogle a long string of noodle that he grinned up at him, dropping his gaze and spotting, instantly - red hair, pale complexion, those robes. In a rush he spun around, looked for somewhere to put his bowl, gave up and thrust it toward Mogsuke, who took and was trying desperately to stay up with he held it and Naruto waved his arms above his head, eyes bright, grin huge, hurrying through the throng of people toward his friend.
"Gaara!"