Spoilers for the fourth Hokage's name and the identity of his family members.
The nursery had been silent all morning as the baby lying in the cradle enjoyed the warm, summer sun. He discovered a short time ago (last week) that he liked the sun, though he didn't know what it was and wouldn't for years. So, had anyone known about this like of his and been in the room, it would have come as no surprise that when a shadow fell over the child, blocking his beautifully warm rays of light, he began to wail.
He wasn't ignored. The shadow in the window cursed and bolted over to him.
"Hush, hush," he cooed to him, letting long fingers trail across the baby's plump cheek. "You know daddy."
The child calmed immediately at the sound of his voice. He gurgled unintelligently and lifted his chubby arms towards his father.
The young man smiled and picked him up.
"You'll be as much trouble as your mother," he murmured, cradling his boy against his shoulder.
"Excuse me, Minato Namikaze, who's trouble?" demanded a woman from the doorway.
His tranquil blue eyes met her own fierce eyes and his smile broadened.
"Kushina, you need better traps."
She huffed, red bags lifting out of her face momentarily.
"If you disabled them all again, I swear Minato, Naruto might not ever know if he's like his father 'cause you'll already be dead."
He laughed, bouncing the child in his arms.
"Kakashi's puttin-"
"Kakashi put, you mean," said a voice from the open window. A silver haired boy sat there, glaring a bit through a mask and headband. "Miss Kushina, you really should get better traps."
She huffed again, shoeing Kakashi out of the window before closing it.
"Of course the Hokage and his genius student have no trouble getting in," she grumbled, cuffing Kakashi on the temple. "Any normal missing nin or recon nin wouldn't be able to, not without me knowing first."
Her eyes narrowed as she looked from one to the other.
"Why're you here anyway? What's wrong?"
Minato shook his head, tapping Naruto on the nose. The baby sneezed and tried to grab his father's finger.
"I just had to see him," he finally said. His eyes sparkled mischievously. "Besides, Kakashi wanted to play with him."
"I did not!" the boy cried indignantly.
The fourth hokage waved him off absently.
"If you're going to be any sort of uncle to him, you'll need to play with him now. We don't want him spoiled or anti-social, do we?"
Kakashi grunted, but when Minato held Naruto out to him, he only stared wide eyed at the man for a few seconds before carefully taking the child.
Kushina and Minato shared a look as the new Jounin sat Naruto down on a colorful rug and then sat across from him. The two began rolling a ball to each other, Naruto laughing and flailing his arms.
"Minato, what is it?" the Whirlpool nin asked solemnly.
He wouldn't meet her eyes for a moment, and when he did, Kushina didn't like what she saw.
"I don't know," he murmured, low enough that Kakashi wouldn't hear, "but there's something coming."
"How bad is it?"
"Bad enough that I want you to consider taking Naruto and running."
They stood there in silence for several minutes, watching their son and Minato's student.
"I can't" Kushina no more than breathed.
"I know."
"Naruto will be okay."
"Will you?"
"Will you?"
Neither of them expected an answer. Neither wanted to hear the answer.
They were startled by a groan from across the room.
"Minato! Naruto's… leaking," Kakashi called. There was a pause as the parents of said child just stared at the two. "Again. You'd think he'd know how to close his mouth by now."
Minato rolled his eyes and shared a smile with Kushina before going over to rescue Kakashi. The upcoming trouble could wait for another afternoon, an afternoon he planned to spend with his family.