The Toy Lover
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto in any way, shape or form.
A.N. Sorry I don't have a summery. I couldn't think of a good one. WARNING: All characters are VERY OCC. If you hate OOCs then stop reading this! But anyway, give this story a shot. Oh and another thing, Itachi is going to be crazy in this story. Enjoy!
"Go on, Itachi. Make a wish!"
It was Itachi Uchiha's sixth birthday and so far -in Itachi's mind- everything was perfectly.
There were no other children, but he didn't mind it just being his Mother, Mikoto and his Father, Fugaku. In fact, Itachi preferred it that way.
Itachi never had any real friends. All the people that talked to him were either his teachers or his admirers.
But all they would do was either ask questions or they just stare at him.
They didn't appreciate all the wonder full toys that he made.
Itachi first started making toys when he was four years old.
The first one was a ballerina doll -he tolled his parents that it was supposed to look like his mother.
Then it was a train set with red box cars and little green wheals.
Then he made stuffed bear with brown fur and a large pink bow around it's neck.
And there were many others after that.
And if one tiny flaw was found by his sharp eyes, then that toy was thrown away at once.
"All my things must be perfection," he once said.
Soon, all the shelves in Itachi's room were crammed with toys of every kind.
At first, Mikoto and Fugaku were amazed and delighted he was able to make such wonderful toys.
But soon they began to worry about their son.
The usually they would only see him at meal times, when he went to or came home from school, or if he wanted to show them a new toy.
He hardly ever went out into the sun, so his skin grew immensely pale.
And sometimes, even if it was a school night or not, he would stay up all night working on a new doll or something.
Mikoto would try to encourage him to sleep, but he wouldn't.
So it was like that for two years.
This leaves us to where we left off.
Itachi stared at his cake.
Then, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and blew.
All six candles went out.
Mikoto and Fugaku smiled at their now six year old son.
"What did you wish for?" Fugaku asked.
Itachi looked up and grin at his Father. He had one tooth missing in his little mouth. "I can't tell you that or it won't come true," he said.
Fugaku snapped his fingers. "Darn. I thought I could get you this time," he said in a joking tone causing all three of them to laugh.
After they had eaten the cake, Itachi quickly ran up to his room and after a few moments, you could hear a hammer hitting something wooden.
Mikoto looked at her husband. "Let's tell him now."
Fugaku nodded and they made their way to Itachi's room.
When they opened to the door, they found Itachi sitting on the floor pounding a little hammer against a small wooden box.
Mikoto cleared her throat.
Itachi looked up. "Is there something you want to tell me?" he asked.
"Yes," Fugaku said.
Itachi gently set his tools down and stood up.
Mikoto took a deep breath. "Well," she began. "We're going to have a baby."
Itachi's eyes grew wide. "I'm going to be a big brother?"
Then, Itachi grinned the biggest grin he could muster up. "Is it a girl or a boy?"
Fugaku and Mikoto sighed -happy that he took it well. "It's going to be a boy," Fugaku said. Then Fugaku looked at the clock and turned back to Itachi. "Well, it's time for bed."
Itachi nodded his head. He couldn't believe it. He was going to have a little brother. They were going to have so much fun. He would be able to teach him to make toys with him and so many other things.
Itachi snuggled under the covers thinking of all the fun that he and little brother would have. Then, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A.N. There's the first chapter. Please be nice in your review. If there is constrictive criticism, then put it nicely. Read and review.