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[Dec. 27th, 2013|06:20 am]

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Naruto huffed a sigh. "Nap in bed. Or the sofa is okay too. Niisan, you promised, okay?"

"I'll staple his pants to the wall if he tries anything," Kakashi said, serious as a stone behind his black mask. He and Naruto nodded gravely to each other, and then Naruto allowed Turtle to take his bento and milk carton—he claimed the privilege of opening the banana himself—and escort him out into the hall. Naruto's voice rose in a final complaint about the indignity of shoes; Turtle answered in a quiet, amused murmur, and the door closed behind them.

Kakashi glanced over at Minato. "I will, you know."

"I don't doubt it," Minato said. "Though I suspect you'd use kunai, not staples." He rested his forehead gently against the doorframe. "I don't suppose you have another ration bar somewhere."

Across the kitchen, the fridge opened and closed. Kakashi's bare feet scuffed across the floor, and the microwave started. The low purr nearly lulled Minato into a doze, but the timer chimed and the door clicked. Kakashi scuffed an approaching warning again, and Minato reluctantly straightened.

Kakashi held out a sports drink and a steaming bowl of something that looked very much like Naruto's massacred omurice leftovers. It smelled better than anything Minato had eaten for days. He took the bowl first, and didn't bother relocating to the table; the doorframe was doing a fine job of propping him up.

"Headache?" Kakashi switched the sports drink to his other hand and pressed the cool back of his palm to Minato's bare forehead. He frowned. "Or getting sick?"

"Too many dead and too little sleep," Minato said, around a mouthful of fried rice and omelet. "You've been holding out on me, Kakashi. This is good."

"I'm not going to be your housemaid," Kakashi said. He vanished back into the kitchen, returning a moment later with a rattling bottle of painkillers. Minato tossed down three and chased them with another overloaded spoonful of omurice. Kakashi capped the bottle, set it on the closest countertop, and leaned next to Minato. He asked quietly, "How bad was it?"

Minato swallowed. "Bad. The Daimyou's still alive—maybe I told you that already, stop me if I repeat anything—but most of the Guardian Twelve and a good number of his palace guard are not. We've eliminated one of the feudal lords who supported the coup, but I lost two ANBU and an Intel chuunin doing it. And we're still searching for the rest. There'll be a bloodbath before we're done."

Kakashi's thin, mobile mouth pulled tight beneath his mask, and his narrow brows drew together. "Most of the Guardian Twelve?"
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