"Jiji?"

Blond spiky locks peeking inside the room, Sarutobi Hiruzen stopped his fingers for a moment, lifts his head up and smiled to little Naruto.

"Yes, Naruto?"

A faint frown marred his face when he noted how Naruto seems more calm (calm!) and hesitant before he stepped inside and trotted to the Hokage, immediately crawling his way up to the old man's lap. Hiruzen observed how Naruto scrunched his nose as if in deep thought, then clenches Hiruzen's white robe in his tiny fist for a few seconds before letting it go.

Hiruzen's hands moved to circle Naruto's body on his lap, and Naruto looks up to meets his eyes.

"Is it weird if i can't feel anything?"

If Naruto's tone doesn't sound so serious and so solemn for his age, then maybe Hiruzen thinks Naruto is playing a prank on him. But then, Naruto picks people significantly for object of his pranks, and Hokage is never on the list.

"What do you mean, Naruto?"

Naruto frowned—which makes Hiruzen more alarmed.

"I just—" he clenches his fist in front of his chubby-6-year-old face, and his frowns deepen, "—i can't feel my hands, y'know? And my feet too. But—" he grabbed the Hokage hat sitting on the desk, and his expression turned confused, "—but i can feel this hat on my hand it's just... i can't feel if my hands are there—? 'cept i know it's there 'cause i can feel your hat in my hands so i must have hands..."

Blue eyes looked up to meet his beloved Jiji's eyes, and pouting when he sees his Jiji seems to freeze, "...Jiji?"

After a moment, the Sandaime ushered Naruto to crawl down and the little blond does so, standing beside his Jiji and looks up in confusion. Then, Hiruzen offered his hand, "Come, Naruto."

Naruto beamed, because it's a rare thing for Jiji to take him for a walk but, "where are we going, Jiji?"

Hiruzen doesn't reply, but his expression is grim and Naruto doesn't understand why. Then they arrived at Konoha's Hospital and Naruto is worried if his Jiji is sick. But he can feel his hands—hand, in this case—anyway, and Jiji is with him so everything should be fine. After all, Jiji said once that Naruto beside him makes Jiji smiles, and smiles is the best medicine for any sickness so Naruto is sure he can help Jiji recovers.

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Except they actually tend to Naruto, not his Jiji.

They ran few tests on Naruto—the little blond pouted and whines now and then and the nurses looks so upset that they have to tend to the demon brat, but one look from the Sandaime makes the nurses comply and Naruto shuts up. He still grumbles though, with squeaky little kid voice, then Hiruzen chuckled while patting Naruto's head and Naruto decided that if Jiji is beside him then okay he could do anything asked.

By the end of the day, Jiji buys him ramen but he doesn't finish his bowl. Naruto frowned at his, because Jiji looks so deep in thought like how he was back in hospital. He even looks more grim after he talked with the glasses doctor, Naruto thinks.

But Naruto doesn't ask, because he knows Jiji never tell Naruto anything if he decided that Naruto doesn't have to know, and Naruto believes his Jiji.

"Naruto."

It's after they're back to Hokage's office that Jiji started to talk.

"Yes, Jiji?"

Hiruzen opens his hand, a gesture for Naruto to get closer, so he does, standing beside his Jiji with Jiji's right hand circled around his waist. Naruto looks at Sandaime's face and can't help but feel confused to Jiji's grim smile.

"Do you know that you are ill?"

Naruto blinked.

"I think... I know?"

Wow Jiji looks far more old than a second ago. How did he do that?

"You... know?" He frowned. "How?"

"A big orange fox told me once."

"What?"

Naruto takes a long breath before he begins, "You know, Jiji, that one time i fell down tree—i think i slipped... but maybe because other kids are throwing rocks at me. I'm not sure but anyway i fell, and then i ended up at this big dark wet place with big gate and when i walk forward there's this big big fox and he said—

("—an ill, clumsy, dumb host." The fox spat.

"What?" Naruto squeaked, fear crawling up in his vein but he stands his ground only because he likes color orange and fluffy plushie—the big scary fox looks like both if only he stops showing his teeth and grumbling like old man. Oh but— "—I'm not ill, y'know!"

The fox looks so done, it looks like Miss Yamano's signature 'what even' look when it rolls its red slitted eyes.

"You are, brat. Incurable one, too."

Little Naruto looks terrified for a while, because he's apparently sick and even if he doesn't understand what 'incurable' mean, it still sounds bad. But then he pointed at the fox, "How do ya' know about that?! I feel fine, y'know!"

"No matter." It said. And after a moment, "There. The result of your dumb act should be healed and majority of symptoms of your sickness should be gone by now."

Naruto blinked. Then scratched the back of his head. "I don't understand." He said, "but you said you healed me, right? Thank you then, big fuzzball!"

The fox looks torn between rage because the nickname, or rolls his eyes because the hospitality. He snorted instead.

"Leave.")

—like that, Jiji, the fox looks scary but it's orange! And orange things are harmless! They are the best color! Oh and you do you know whats incu—incurabile means?"

Naruto blinked, because Jiji has freezes again and.. he looks pale, too. "Jiji, are you okay?" he softly asked.

The sandaime blinks, then sighs, "...I'm fine, Naruto." A pause, "Well, it makes things easier, then." He shows a strained smile which could not convince Naruto at all, "what that.. orange fox said is unfortunately true, Naruto."

Silence.

"Then what does incura—incuri—"

"Incurable."

"—Incurable means then, Jiji?"

"It means," Jiji sighs again, and it looks like his grip tightens on Naruto's hand but Naruto still can't feel anything, "it cannot be healed."

Naruto ignores the sinking feeling in his stomach, "Oh," then, "Why?"

"Because it's hereditary."

Seriously, Jiji should stop using words that Naruto cannot understand. He frowned. "Here—what does that means?"

"It means your family might have the same sickness as you, Naruto. Your family might be ill like you. So you got the sickness from them."

"Oh," again, "does Jiji has the same sickness as me then?"

Jiji chuckled and shakes his head, "no Naruto, not me."

Somehow, that's a bit disappointing. It's not like Naruto wants Jiji to get sick like him but... "...what does the sickness do then?"

Hiruzen keeps quiet for a moment, "It called fibromyalgia, Naruto. It makes you more... sensitive to pain and other things. And easily gets tired than usual. But.." Jiji looks at Naruto's eyes, "you don't feel it, do you?"

Naruto blinked, confused. "Feel what?"

Jiji frowned. "The way i gripped your hand," he said, "normal people should feel the pain caused by chakra enhanced pressure by now."

"Oh," Naruto said, glancing to Jiji's hand which grabbed his wrist until his palm turned almost white. He shrugged, then frowned, "I.. don't feel any pain." He admitted. "But your hand is very warm, Jiji."

Jiji smiled before he sighs again as he lets Naruto's wrist go. He does that often today. Sighing tiredly, he means. Is he that worried about Naruto? But Naruto feels fine. But if Jiji is that worried maybe it's a really bad sickness after all..?

Seeing the blond's sad expression, the older one pulls out a pair of black gloves with orange lined down on the wrist part, and smiled softly at Naruto. "Here," and then Jiji begins to put the gloves on Naruto's palms.

"You can feel your hands now, right?"

Naruto blinked, tilted his head then fisted his fingers, clenches them for seconds and then releases them. He grinned and beamed, because he can feel the soft fabric of the gloves to his skin, and thus he can feel his hands again. He jumped, and then hugs the chuckling Hokage.

"Thank you so much, Jiji!"

So much to make Naruto forgets the more important topic.

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"Jiji, isn't it cold today?"

Hiruzen raised an eyebrow to the seven year old Naruto on the couch in Hokage's office, practically burying himself in blanket and long orange scarf.

"...No?"

Even his old bones doesn't feel that cold.

Naruto frowned. "It isn't?" A pause, "strange. I'm sure this room is freezing. Obviously more warm than my place but—"

Naruto's squirming to get all his skin covered in blanket and Hiruzen blinked. Oh.

The Hokage gets up and turns up the heater in the room, noting Naruto's satisfied hum and sits back on his desk, back to do the bane of his existence, named paperworks.

But then...

"It's too hot, Jiji!"

Hiruzen very nearly slams his head on the table.

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"Naruto,"

"Yes, Jiji?"

"Do you always feel pain and very sensitive like this?"

Naruto blinked. Then frowned as he thinks, though he seems to be sinking more to the guest's couch and trying to find the right position to sits down since his skin itches on few parts if it's not the right position.

"I guess... I am." He finally admitted. "But the orphanage matron would be, like, so done with all my whinings of too hot or too cold water, fabrics which causes itches only on my skin, touches which makes me ache, and so on so forth so i usually treats myself."

Blue eyes glanced at his Jiji's murky brown and frowned again at the pitying and sad expression on the old man's face. "But i'm fine, Jiji. Sure, it really hurts as hell when they pinches my cheeks or beats me up because i'm so nosy but i heal really quickly—"

"—they beats you up?"

"—uh, yes?" Naruto raised an eyebrow. Why does Jiji sounds so surprised and sad and frustrated at the same time anyway? "So, Anyway i heal really quickly, and gets tired easily too i think... i always sleep after crying and always sleep a bit more than others so... and after few beatings or so i started to feel numb, but not to the point of where-are-my-hands-and-feet numb like that day when you give me gloves." A pause, "i think... that level of numb happens right after i spoke with that orange fuzzball fox..."

Naruto hears a long sigh and frowned in concern when he sees the Sandaime leans back on his chair and seems to be massaging his forehead.

"Eh. Are you okay, Jiji..?"

Naruto wants to get up to comfort his Jiji but then he already found his comfort position on the couch and the window behind Jiji opens to blow wind inside the room, which would be cold for Naruto and God knows how Naruto can't deal with cold wind like that. Jiji waves his other hand in dismissal but Naruto is very very unconvinced.

"Now i'm okay, you know." He slowly said, "nowadays i rarely feel pain. Except stab wounds and broken bones maybe. Those stings and ache and i hate hearing my bones creak." Naruto shivered, remembering that one time he fell down the tree (again) and his hand which bent on unnatural angle ache as fuck, and creak like door hinges on his every step to Hokage tower. Ew.

"By 'rarely' you means you're numb and don't feel pain. At all." The Hokage replied tiredly.

"Yes, that."

Naruto rolls his eyes when The Sandaime looks very much like those senile old man he sees on the park, the one when Naruto approaches, he would ask what's Naruto's name, Naruto would answer, and then the next day he asked again what's Naruto's name. That almost causes Naruto's head aches because frustation's a flare-up. Oh, his weak brain.

"Come on, Jiji. Not even this sickness could stop me from being Hokage, y'know? Isn't it cool, the first—what did you say about that? Disabled Hokage, right?"

The Sandaime sighs and smiled. "Yes, Naruto. I'm sorry. I believe in you now."

Naruto grinned. "You should always, y'know."

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Controlling chakra is hard, and controlling your emotion to not cause headache is more so.

But then Jiji always has time to hear Naruto's whining of weather or of his life in general, so Naruto never loses motivation. Naruto would visits his Jiji when he's not too tired after he pranks the village, or if he feels like his place is too cold or too hot to his liking; and Jiji is very kind to let him practice his chakra control and make a proper (goddamn) bunshin in his office. So after three years of practicing with bitching and whining in general, (Naruto wonders how did Jiji manages to be so calm hearing his complains all these years because he can't even stand himself complaining and whining sometimes) he is proud to say that he passes the graduation test.

Nevermind the dumbfounded look other kids throw at him when he jumps and whooping his hitai-ate in joy.

So then, Naruto still has a little hard time remembering how and when and why did he end up in this predicament. Sneaking to Hokage's private library while grumbling about dust and his hands itches when he brushed them to the old forbidden scrolls. Probably they are forbidden because the dust causes itches to skin. Oh wait, only to his skin.

It's all that bastard Mizuki's fault anyway! That shit of a teacher stole his hitai-ate!

Naruto grudgingly admits his skill is pretty good—to sneak up around Uzumaki Naruto who could sneak to ANBU Headquarters to put glitter and rainbow explosions using orange monstrosity—but that doesn't mean he could use the Hitai-ate to blackmail him to steal a forbidden scroll! Fuck him! Also fuck himself because he's being too freaking stupid and too freaking happy to not realize Mizuki sneaking up to him.

To be honest, fuck the world too to cause this illness which makes him itchy as fuck and doesn't Mizuki knows the night-air is so cold?! The bastard.

So anyway, he got the forbidden (itchy as hell) scroll, and is currently waits around a clearing with him hugging himself and covers lower of his face in his orange scarf. His favorite one because it's so warm and soft. It eases his headache—the byproduct of frustrating and being angry about Mizuki—a bit. And helps with cold night. But he's so long.

Naruto glanced at the scroll beside him. He's curious about the scroll. Very curious. But that thing causes him to get itchy as hell. Naruto rolls his blue eyes to the night sky above, then counts to ten, and Mizuki still hasn't appeared, he's bored, and the cold weather makes him grouchy and he's very very curious to the scroll—

"—what the hell." He muttered grumpily. Fuck the itches, then. Naruto grabs the scroll and opens it, reads the first jutsu which name is 'Kage-Bunshin.'

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Goddamn Bunshin. What even.

Naruto is prepared to see limpy bunshins that looks very much like alien or very ugly clay statue because he poured unholy amount of chakra to the hand sign while muttering "Kage Bunshin no Jutsu" muffled by his scarf. It's understatement that he's surprised to see ten perfect clones of himself in front of him.

He blinked. "It's so easy!" And proceed to touches one closest to him, "And solid!" Naruto grinned, then shouted in joy.

But then his clones started to feel cold too, and are bitching about the weather—except that one particular clone who looks so done he said he wants to suicide—and Naruto is ready to make them all disappear before they causes headaches when Iruka-sensei comes to the clearing.

"Naruto?"

With another hand-sign, the clones disappear in one go and Naruto knocks his head back to the tree behind him because his head aches. So much. This must be the side effect which he doesn't bother to read then. Ow. He wants to lay down. But grasses makes his skin itch as fuck too.

"'ruka-sense'." He grumbles, glanced to the academy teacher.

Iruka frowned, concerned. "What are you doing here?"

"'zuki 'tarb stol' 'tai-ate."

"Excuse me?"

Naruto pulls down his orange scarf which covered his mouth, "I said, that Mizuki bastard stole my-hitai-ate."

"Naruto, languange!"

"Sorry sensei." He said automatically. But then he scowled, gestured to the big scroll in front of him, "and he forced me to stole a scroll from Hokage's library if i want to get it back."

"Mizuki-sensei forced you to what?"

Spending majority of his time with Jiji makes him understand that the question is rhetorical therefore he doesn't have to answer it. Iruka-sensei just needs time to process the information, Naruto thinks. Adults do that sometimes. Besides, Iruka-sensei looks so angry and Naruto doesn't want to hear scolding to cause migraine.

"Good, demon. Now give the scroll to me."

Naruto frowned. Then Iruka jumped in front of Naruto, kunai in hand, ready to battle Mizuki.

"Don't give the scroll to him, Naruto! Stay back."

The blond nods and tie his long scarf around his neck. Because, again, he's too content to move in the middle of the night only to have cold wind whipping at his face. No thanks. Or maybe he spent too much time with Shikamaru and the laziness rubbed off on him. That's a possibility.

After that though, he doesn't remember much. He remembers Iruka-sensei and Mizuki-bastard fighting one on one, and Naruto still sits down and squirming on the dirt to get better position so his back doesn't itch. Then point A suddenly flew to point W for What-the-hell of Mizuki telling him that the reason the villagers are so hate him to kingdom come is because 12 years ago there's this demon named nine-tailed fox attacked the village, and they believe with vigor that he's the Kyuubi itself. He is the Kyuubi? Naruto almost snort because what kind of demon gets very sensitive to cold wind, hot water, and dust? So nah, Naruto mostly believes he is not Kyuubi who could destroy a village in one night. He doubts he could stand the murky feeling of blood on his fingers and the itch of building debris. Could you imagine that, though? A big demon pauses himself in the middle of its rampage because it needs to scratch its itchy fingers? Ha. No way.

"You are not demon, Naruto! You keep the village safe from Kyuubi! You are only its Jinchuuriki!"

Being human sacrifice is... not convincing and he doesn't understand what does that mean either, but having someone telling him he's not demon and finally shutting up the insecurity voices in the back of his head really makes him happy. So Naruto grinned and nodded.

"Thanks Iruka-sensei! I know i'm not!"

But then in seconds point W moves to point N for Nope when Mizuki lunges with fuuma kunai and damn it Naruto just gets up and just manages to ignore the cold wind when the kunai stabbed his back because he apparently tackled Iruka-sensei away in time. The good news is, Naruto can moves fast enough if he has the right motivation.

"Naruto!" Iruka-sensei looks so terrified, Naruto would've laughed if his back doesn't sting so much.

"Mizuki you bastard!" Naruto snarled, grabs one of the blade which stuck out of his back with his hand, ignoring the sting on his palm and the cold, ticklish feeling of cold wind on blood, and pulled the shuriken out. "That stings as hell, you know!?"

Both adult seems to be too stunned to do anything—since when stab wounds stings anyway?—while Naruto already shakes his palm up and down to get rid of the blood. While scowling fiercely. "Do you know i don't like to get stabbed?! At freakin' night on top of that! Oh my god do you know how cold it is!? How cold the wind is and how sticky it feels on my wounds!? You know i might actually forgive you if you just stole my hitai-ate, i mean, i can show my graduation to Jiji anytime and he will believe me without prove anyway but noooo, you just have to force me to steal forbidden scroll which is itchy as hell and meet you outside in the middle of the night! And then you go around picking a fight and ruining my most comfortable gloves! God damn it! How the hell did i agree anyway?!"

Mizuki seems to be recovered first, for he scowled, "You demon—"

"Shut up, damn you!" Red chakra flares up from his body; healing his wounds little by little, turning his blue eyes to slitted red, and Naruto roared, "No demons has incurable itch sickness because of freakin' dust, you dumbass! Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!"

Hundreds shadow clones of him appeared, and while the first hundred or so lunged at Mizuki and completely beats him up, the rest are bitching and whining about cold wind at night and how their wound stings. Naruto is so fucking done to—

"—you okay? How about your wounds?! Naruto!"

Said blonde blinked, to see Iruka-sensei's worried face and the raven haired's hands already on his shoulder, whipping his body to turn and checks his stab wounds on his back. Still stings, by the way.

"I'm okay, Iruka-sensei." He grinned.

Iruka looks doubtful at best, and frowned.

"Really, though." He assured. "But my hitai-ate." He moaned. Then he feels something slid on his right palm and lifts said palm to see the big cut wounds on the palm on the fingers, making whining noises which mostly muffled by his orange scarf, "My poor glove, too."

Thankfully, Iruka-sensei seems to be relaxed a bit, because he smiled and digs something out of his flak jacket pocket while Naruto still mourns at his ruined so-very-comfortable glove. Something cold seems to be sticked on his forehead and Naruto looks up to see Iruka-sensei ties a blue hitai-ate on his fore-head. He widens his eyes in disbelief, then touched the Konoha symbol on his forehead.

"Iruka-sensei, this is—?"

The adult smiled, "your graduation gift."

"But this is yours!" He blurted, traced the blunt and scratches marks on the plate, "—isn't it?"

"Well, yes. That was mine. Now it's yours."

Naruto grinned, then beamed. "Thanks Iruka-sensei!"

"You're welcome, Naruto. Now for your wounds—"

Unfortunately, Naruto doesn't hear much, because he feels very tired suddenly, and when he glances around he notices his clones are already gone. So that might be the cause of it. And the cause of his headache and jumbled memories of him—so many of him—beating Mizuki sensei (and getting beaten) up. He also notices Iruka-sensei panicked face, but he's so tired and sleepy and cold so he closes his eyes and sleeps.

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"Why am i the one getting tied anyway?!" Even tied to a log cannot stop Naruto to whine and throws tantrums with passion.

"Shut up, dobe."

"It's easy for you to say, duck-butt, since you don't feel itchy rope crawling on your skin, and the dirt also makes your skin itchy, then you can't move freely to more comfortable position and everything is hot as hell!"

"Naruto, stop complaining! You're noisy."

Naruto scowled. "You don't know me, Sakura-chan. Nobody can stop me from whining and complaining. Not even me. I make me whine and complain every time i can. And how do you not complain if the sun is burning your skin anyway?!"

"It's not that hot, dead-last. Man-up."

"Not for you, teme. For me. Geez, did you ever hear me say that you're burning?"

Sasuke turned around, glared at the blond and looks ready to strangle Naruto or throw him at lava lake, while Sakura follows the last Uchiha. It looks less fierce than always though, because Naruto could see the familiar concerned frown on her face.

"Are you... really burning, Naruto?" Sakura hesitantly asks, after Sasuke grunted in annoyance and ignores the blond.

"I am, Sakura-chan. I have sensitive skin, you see."

Sasuke snorted. Naruto tries to kick the Uchiha, which leads to his sandal brushing Sasuke's back and him losing his balance.

"Naruto!" Sakura's tone is torn between scolding, annoyed, or concerned. Probably all three.

"I am serious though!" Naruto said. "It's too hot and i can't stand the sun i might die. I will get burned to death and i will die."

Sasuke rolls his eyes to his teammate's theatrical while Sakura looks hesitant (again). Eventually, Sakura pulls out a handkerchief and spread them on Naruto's head, which makes the latter blinked.

"Sakura-chan...?"

Said girl frowned, then scowled, "you said it was too hot, don't you?"

"Well..." a pause, then he grinned, and chirped, "yes! Thank you Sakura-chan! But my other body parts are still hot though..."

Sakura knocks the blond's head with her fist, and Naruto tilted his head down. "Baka! I don't have any fabric to cover all your body, dead-last!"

Sasuke stares at both his team-mates then, looking doubtful at best, before he scowled and put his bento box down on the dirt beside him and moves closer to the blond. Said blond eyed the raven-haired warily and narrows his eyes.

"What do you want, teme?"

"Naruto! Don't be like that to Sasuke!"

Onyx eyes looked down before he grunted, and begins to pull Naruto's body up. "Move, dobe." He pointed at a nearby tree with his chin.

After Naruto recovers from Sasuke's rare act of kindess (or stops looking at the Uchiha like he just grew another head), he complied while grunted a short "...thanks."

"I'll help." Sakura softly says, before she moves to Naruto's side and begin steering the blond to the shadow under the tree.

But before the three genins reached their goal, a puff of smoke appeared in front of them and a bored Kakashi Hatake appeared in front of them, complete with the orange book in his hand.

"What are you guys doing?" He drawled.

"Moving." Naruto deadpans.

"Hn."

"Well..." Sakura averted her gaze away, laughing nervously.

"Didn't i tell you to eat your lunch?"

Sasuke looks guilty (a bit) and frowned, averted his gaze away but grunted grumpily anyway. While Sakura looks down and scared.

Naruto, on the other hand, narrows his eyes to his to-be-Jounin-teacher, "I'm pretty sure Jiji has informed you about my condition, Kakashi-sensei."

Now that really draws attention, as Sakura and Sasuke stare curiously at him while said Kakashi-sensei looked up from his book in his hand.

Naruto glared, "If anyone has to be send back to the academy, it probably be me, since i'm disabled dead-last and all." The blond admitted with so much venom and displeasure he gritted his teeth, "Also i can't keep my attention constantly on class for reasons you already know so i might just try another year it won't hurt." A pause, "But it's so fucking hot! Not for all of you since y'all has the grace of normal skin anyway but for me! And if i'm gonna get back to the academy then i better get back with full condition, not getting heat-stroke or skin problems because the dirty itchy rope or the damn sun! And since Sakura-chan is so kind to help me, Sasuke-teme also helps me too and before i report you for assaulting disabled minor then you better get the fuck out of the way!"

Sakura slack-jawed, while Sasuke seems to be staring at Naruto with new light and new angle, and Kakashi-not-sensei seems stunned. Then the silver-haired jounin eye-smiled them, "Languange, Naruto."

Naruto looks away and grumbles an incoherent "Whatever."

And surprise surprise, "Congratulations! You all pass!"

Not even that announcement could stop Naruto from bitching and whining more about itchy rope and burning sun so, in the end, they still move Naruto to the tree's shadow, while eating their lunch peacefully.

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"Naruto, are you okay?"

Naruto looks up from his glorious D-class weeding mission, glared at the sun, then sighing tiredly to his sensei. He pulled out another weed before he nodded.

"You can finish early if—"

"No way!" He snapped, earning attention from Sasuke and Sakura who are not really too far from then. "I would not leave my teammates, sensei! Not this time at least. I can do this, sensei! Believe it!"

Naruto seriously wonders why adults seems to be very concerned on his well-being after they know about his illness. Surely it's not that bad. At least Naruto himself doesn't feel that bad. So why they worry so much? And Kakashi-sensei looks more worried than before, too. It's not like Kakashi never gives such privileges to him, per se. In fact, he often gives it to Naruto, and Naruto has received the privileges for several times. Particularly when he got extreme headache, or when it's too hot for Naruto to handle. It's frustrating, to remember how his teammates seems to be superior than him in training, especially Sasuke-teme. But frustrating over things causes migraine and they are superiors by nature so... Naruto has learned to take everything in stride.

"Really, sensei. I am fine. Perfectly fine."

Kakashi nodded then, and suddenly all the worried aura gone, switched by a more disgusting aura while said jonin instructor is giggling while reading his book. Naruto scowled, plucked out some weeds and throws them at the silver-haired jonin.

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A/N: Will be collection of drabbles that could finish anytime i want :")

This is kind of my first time posting english work on ffn. I usually post them on AO3 so maybe i'll crosspost this one.

Anw hello guys, so the idea of Naruto has fibromyalgia, which should make him very sensitive to pain and other things, easily gets tired, easily gets headache and muscle spasm. But due to his (not so) kind tenant who is so done with his clumsy ill jail, he gave his demonic chakra to dull every pain nerves in Naruto's body. This also makes him feel numb from inside, like when you run for the first time in long time you can't feel your leg after. But other than that, Naruto still gets headache daily (when he's angry, frustrated, studying) and gets easily tired but due to Uzumaki vitality, his stamina dropped to average instead. And he complains. A lot.

I apologize for i don't know the real victims of fibro, pleasedon'tbeangrywithme, but i'm sure whoever it is has great patience and great motivation to continue living so you guys rock!

Lastly, thank you for reading!

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