Naruto has a chakra defect, he can only access it by channeling it through objects which leads him to be a Kenjutsu master and a Seal master. He had a high IQ and decided to put himself in the TI department at the tender age of 6 thanks to his Jiji...
Naruto's left hand was itching for a cigarette since his right one was busy holding Shikamaru's. They were slowly making their way back to the blond's apartment. The entire evening was spent dining with his parents and Shikamaru. Now it was time to get back to work. He placed Kurama in the fox's personal room so he could sleep. They stripped in the hallway before showering separately. Shikamaru was nearly asleep as he hit the pillow. Naruto kissed him good night before going to confront his trauma.
The room wasn't something you would see from the main area. It was the last door down the corridor and he purposely never placed a bulb down so far because he never wanted it to be illuminated. He wanted to forget the room existed in the house, because no matter how much happy memories laid behind it the underline pain that came with it was what tore him apart after he stepped out. He placed a hand on the knob and turned it.
"I'm home." He murmured as he opened it. The motion sensor light activated and inside was the layout of his old home. With some really cryptic expansion seals he was able to recreate his family apartment.
He closed it behind him and walked past the empty kitchen area where his mother would be cooking.
Past the table where his father would read the paper everyday.
Past the little toy box he had behind the couch.
He turned right and walked down the hall to a storage closet, the closest where his mother kept everything related to her fallen clan. He opened it and found several scrolls, some large, other medium and some small. He went about collecting them trying not to acknowledge his surroundings.
The crushing weight was starting to set in as he packed them all up in a scroll he carried. When the room was empty and he was trying to get out he stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the hallucinations. They always came when he stayed too long.
"Naruto, what's with the long face." A fair voice asked. Naruto teared up as he saw his mother holding her favorite wooden spoon while both of her arms rested on her hips. 'Please, please no.' Despite pleading in his head and trying to stop himself he looked down and sure enough there was his six year old self pouting while holding his broken toy. It was a fox, a black one. It's tail had caught a stray nail and tore off.
"Mommy he's broken, please fix Mr. Fluffles." His younger self pleaded. His mother smiled and took his hand leading him to the living room. Naruto trailed after them, watching as his memory tortured him. When he turned back into the living room, he gasped. The scene had changed and now he was clutching Mr. Fluffles while he cried into his mother's dangling feet as she hung from the ceiling fan.
"No, just stop it." He begged loudly, the hallucinations didn't hear him and just continued the scene. It rippled and it was back to a happy setting. His birthday.
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He broke down crying on the floor. He missed them, he wanted them back. "Mom!" He screamed. "Dad!!" He hollered but it all went on deaf ears. He could hear the happy laughter, his parents singing him happy birthday. He wanted one more birthday with them.
