Naruto's mouth drooled as he caught the scent of fresh grilled fish. The ramen bar was just in sight. He flew into the door covers and quickly grabbed the nearest seat to the bar, slamming his chopsticks on the counter repeatedly.
"Oh, Naruto!" Said the owner, taking notice to the hyperactive ninja. "What can I get you? The usual?"
"Yeah, yeah! Please! And hurry!" Replied Naruto, a steady stream of saliva dripping down his lips.
While the chef heated up the grill, another change was taking place with Naruto's bright orange pants. The once normally loose material began to slowly tighten up around his legs. They grew slightly shorter as well, revealing a fair amount of the young ninja's ankles. Finally, the material of the fabric converted into a more stretchy dark blue cloth.
Of course, no one in the restaurant noticed the swap in wardrobe, not even Naruto who was eying the steaming plate of ramen coming at him with a look a gluttony.
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