One of the more amazing things about Namikaze Minato's meteoric rise had been that he had had not come from a ninja background, unlike most who had been hailed as geniuses and prodigies in the Ninja world. He had gotten to the top with hard work, determination, and the sort of genius that was found maybe twice a century at best.
The effects his civilian background had had on his upbringing tended to rear their head at random times though, such as now.
"You will put everything back where you got it from and, for your punishment, you will give the people you stole those from a proper burial." he said as he paced in front of his three chastened students who were standing behind small piles of weapons and supplies.
"Nice going Obito." Rin said two hours later as the team dug yet another grave. "If you hadn't started yelling, Sensei wouldn't have caught us. You know how he is about these things."
"Do you have any idea how rare that weapon was?" Obito replied from where he was preparing the corpse for burial.
"Yes." Kakashi said. "I found one myself, but you didn't hear me yelling "Jackpot!" at the top of my lungs."
"You think Sensei'll notice if I...?" Obito said.
"Yes." Kakashi promptly replied.
"Damn."