A/N: OK, as my profile says, I am trying to be more regular, so here is another drabble as an apology for taking so long. God knows if it's any good.
Disclaimer: Not mine, probably for lack of trying.
Lee stumbled into his house at the lovely hour of 3:49am. He was tired, wet, bloody, bruised, bumped, and ticked. Most people don't realize that Rock Lee can show any other emotions but bubbling happiness and exaggerated depression. Truthfully, he normally shows only extreme happiness, but today was not normal by any means. Everything on that stupid mission that could have gone wrong did.
Well, thought Lee as he paused to remove his sandals by the door, I suppose it could have been worse. We didn't lose anyone this time, though Neroku isn't going to be moving around anytime soon. Lee grinned a bit at the memory of his friend's annoyed expression when he'd been told he had to stay in the hospital for a few weeks. Turning, Lee move across the spacious living area, limping slightly.
Reaching the other side, Lee remembered the hard way that his home had an obnoxious step up to the hallway. Landing hard on his injured knee, Lee gave a yelp as pain shot through his leg. Sitting down, the young shinobi waited for the pain to dull slightly. He was trying to stand again when he heard a small sound.
"Daddy?"
Looking to his left, Lee saw his three-year-old daughter watching him sleepily. A small smile graced the shinobi's lips. "Rose, go back to sleep," whispered the young man, finally managing to get to his feet.
"But you're hurt, Daddy."
"I just need a bath and some band aids. I'll be fine; go back to sleep." The little girl nodded and toddled towards her father. Leaning down, Lee carefully hugged his daughter, weary of the pain in his side. Gently, Lee pushed Rose towards her room, following slowly.
Reaching her room, Rose quietly crawled into her bed. She smiled as her Dad entered her bedroom and crossed to her bad. He gently tugged up the covers till they reached her chin. Leaning over, Lee gently kissed his daughter's forehead. "Goodnight."
"'Night, Daddy." Still smiling softly, Lee limped out of the room and down the hall. Slipping past his sleeping wife, the nin closed himself into their bathroom and turned on the water for a shower.
Half an hour later, Lee walked stiffly out of the bathroom. The hot shower had freed up some of his aches and pains, but his joints were still complaining from the over use. Silently, he climbed into bed next to his wife, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "Goodnight sweetheart." Lying down, Lee closed his eyes, asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Just another day in the life of ninja.
A/N: Not so great, but the juices are still flowing…slowly. I really need to get out of this town.