After Work Hours (Naruto): #126 - You were supposed to be watching them!
Title: After Work Hours
Author: scarlet_ivy
Rating: G
Fandom: Naruto
Pairing/s: FugaMina
Theme: #126 - You were supposed to be watching them!
Genre/s: Family
Warning/s: crack-ish xD
Words: 392
Summary: He really should’ve known better than to put the kids in that man’s care.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, no profit is being made, etc. etc.
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After Work Hours
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The first thing he noticed when he walked through the doors was the mess. Clothing and toys were carelessly strewn all over the floors and furniture; his once pristine walls were covered in drawings and scribbles; the less bulky furniture were upturned; and unidentifiable stains - he hoped they weren’t permanent - were splattered everywhere. His house was a mess. ‘What a great thing to see after a crappy day at work,’ he thought sardonically, temper rising at the other man’s irresponsibility.
He stalked angrily through the house, looking for the blond idiot he knew was responsible for all this. He found the man in the area they affectionately dubbed, ‘war zone’ - which was where the kids were restricted to play in - splayed on the couch, his loud snores echoing in the empty room. The name wasn’t so affectionate now that the term had expanded to become the ‘war house’.
The couch was roughly upturned in Fugaku’s anger. The blond on said upturned couch was rudely awakened as his head smashed into the floor. Tanned eyelids snapped open and fuming blue eyes zeroed in on the man who interrupted his sleep.
“What the hell?!” He mumbled grouchily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“‘What the hell’?” Fugaku repeated coldly, struggling to keep his emotions in check. “Look at my house. What. The. Hell?!” His eyes stared murderous daggers at the blond as he looked around in horror at what the kids had done - what he had let the kids do.
“Hehe…” The blue-eyed man rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “…Sorry?”
“You were supposed to be watching them, Minato!” Fugaku roared furiously.
Three pairs of eyes watched the two grown men curiously as Fugaku chased Minato through the house. The only blond child blinked twice, before a childish smile spread across his face. His screamed, “Tag! Ita-nii’s it!” was not loud enough to block the bursts of yelling and shouts of ‘I’m going to catch you and rape your ass’ and ‘not if you’re not fast enough, asshole’.
Itachi made a note to ask his fathers about it later and berate them for using such rude language in front of his little brothers, before cornering his raven-haired otouto, an innocent little grin curved on his lips. He poked him lightly on his forehead, sprinting away nimbly. “Tag, Sasuke. You’re it,” he called out.
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A/N: Had a sudden craving for the rare and elusive FugaMina and the cute family moments that come with it… Randomness written at moments with nothing to do. Enjoy! Changed the theme from ‘her’ to ‘them’, hope that’s okay ^^;