The old white-haired man sighed as he left the apartment. He has been coming every month on the 1st, however the boy he had been visiting was starting to ask question. These questions he could not answer, especially while looking into the boy's bright blue eyes. Minato's eyes. The blue of his eyes would stare at him as if the boy could look right in his soul. Never knowing that his stare was just like the look that Minato would give others. Until the boy was strong enough he could not know of his parents. The man knew this as fact, he made it a law to ensure that it would stay secret. However, seeing the blue eyes go form hopeful and happy ease into bitter disappointment was too much for the older man. Finally making a decision as he walked into his office, he eased into his chair and lit his pipe.
"Get me everyone on Team Fox, sub someone else from Anbu to watch over him until I am done with this meeting." The old man said to the seemly empty office.
Once he was done talking a person in all dark from fitting clothing dropped from the ceiling and disappeared though the open window. A few minutes later six people all in similar clothing as the messenger showed up kneeling on the ground before the man.
One of the men with spikey white hair and white mask with red swirls styled like a dog was in front, with a woman with long purple hair with a mask like a cat to the man right. Behind the two were four other ninja all with dark hair and white masks with red swirls. The mask at the far side was a bird, then an ox, a tiger, and finally a mouse. The ninja wearing the mouse mask quickly brought up his right hand to cover his mouth in order to muffle the sound of him coughing.
The old man once again sighed heavily and said, "The information I am giving you six will upset you, however I have made up my mind. There will be no discussion. From now on, no one will get close to Naruto. He is making us his family and friends. He will never try to make new friends with us in the way. From now on, no one is to speak to him. Do not be seen by him. Do not help him. Once a month one of you will drop off anything he needs including his money, but you will not let him know you are there in any way. He is a smart boy, soon he will be questioning why he has bodyguards. I do not want him questioning anything to do with his secrets. This is my final decision. You are dismissed. Whoever is on duty now return to your post, the rest of you return to your day."
As one the group said, "Yes Hokage!" and left as quickly as they appeared. The group pulled away from the boy that they had all grown to love in a way. They watched the boy wait up all day in his kitchen waiting on his monthly visit from the Hokage. They watched as the boy found the envelope with the money that the Hokage gave him monthly and run to check out his pantry and fridge to see it was already stocked up. They watched as the boy cried, as he was kicked out of playgrounds, as he was pushed and verbally attacked by the villagers. They watched as the boy start to shut down.
The boy stopped going outside, he stopped eating any fresh foods, he stopped waiting all day on the first of each month to see if his only friend would show up. The boy grew pale and thin over time, he would sleep most of the day away to wake up only when the sun was setting. He would walk to his balcony and sit at the edge every night to watch the sun setting and not moving for hours. The group still watched, hearts breaking and growing heavy at looking at the broken boy.