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Tony always opened his shop at 6am, but it was very rare that anyone showed up to request his sartorial help before 8am. The exception to this was always on June 6th and a year that ended in 6. Some people referred to this special customer as the beast because he only ever showed up when 666 was about, but Tony never saw him as a beast.
To Tony, he was just a man. They’d first met on June 6th, 2006 or 6/6/6. Tony was opening the shop at 8am in those days even though he was awake and at the shop long before then. The door swung open with excessive force and a man in a gray blazer and jeans stepped in.
“We aren’t open, yet, sir.” The time had just turned to 6:00am.
“Today you are.”
The man’s eyes were the bluest that Tony had ever seen and he’d felt immediately drawn to them. He’d nodded a bit dumbly and asked, “How can I help you?”
What proceeded after that was one of the fastest fittings Tony had ever had. Leroy Jethro Gibbs was in and out of Tony’s shop before the clock chimed 7am. Tony only knew his name because he’d left it with his address underneath a pile of money and one of Tony’s own order sheets that detailed exactly what Gibbs wanted Tony to make him.
Ever since then, Gibbs’ castle was a regular customer of Tony’s. Servants regularly showed up with more orders and plenty of money to cover even some of the more outrageous designs, but Gibbs… Gibbs only ever showed up on June 6th when the clock struck 6am.