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Namikaze Family

Breakfast for Two

A thirty-nine-year-old man was awake early while it was still cold out in the morning. Sitting up from his bed, he yawned and stretched his relaxed muscles. Groggily, he stood up and used the back of his index finger to rub off his sleep. He walked towards his sons' room and peeked inside, to see him still sleeping while hugging his blanket in his sleep.

He then walked downstairs to prepare their breakfast, humming to himself as he got his apron out and wore them while entering the kitchen. His wife was currently away and out on a mission and should be back later evening. Smiling to himself excited to see his bubbling wife again. He opened the fridge and saw some grind meat and eggs, taking them out. He started to cook them in the pan.

'Well, baking is different from cooking. But oh well, this should be easy' he chuckled.

Minutes passed, and slowly the sun started to rise. Grabbing bread and placing them inside the toaster, he started to prepare the table for their breakfast. He then returned back to the kitchen and started washing the used utensils, and soon enough his son was already wide awake, greeting his father. He could hear his son's voice, amazed at the food prepared on the table. On his plate were two sunny-side-up eggs, and a piece of meat burger with toasted bread on the side.

"But where's your share Dad?" Naruto asked curiously, sitting down, waiting for his father to sit as well.

"Oh, I'm good with toasted bread for breakfast. Come on, enjoy your father's hard-earned job in cooking for you."

He smiled, watching his son start eating the eggs. He chuckled at the frown forming on his son's brows. He then observed him taking a bite from the burger and stopped. Opening his mouth, letting the food out from his mouth, "It was no good after all," Minato muttered, grinning while grabbing the toasted bread and smearing some butter on top of it. Naruto glared at his father, now understanding why his father didn't prepare one for himself.

"Why is there a weird taste in the meat, and the egg is too bland?" he complained, using the fork to move the meat and egg on the side. Glaring at his father, who was still sporting a grin. While stating the foods' appearance are exquisite.

"Exquisite you say, but I thought you know how to cook?"

Minato raised a brow, munching on his bread. "Who said that I can cook?" he chuckled after hearing his son's response. Wondering why he even bothered to cook. Minato tilted his head to the side, smiling like a Chesire cat, "but you asked me to cook you breakfast last night." It was then that Naruto remembered the conversation with his parents.

"Listen to this Naruto. I won't be here to cook you breakfast tomorrow so wake up early and cook yours' and father's meal okay?" The blond-haired lad refused, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Which made his mother smack him on his head.

"Then, just let Dad cook!" he argued.

After saying that, his father suddenly responded, "Sure. I don't mind", taking off his cloak and placing it on the couch.

Kushina frowned at her husband, but Minato just winked at her. She sighed and nodded her head. "Fine then, but don't blame me if you don't like it" Naruto was confused but happy.

He glared at his father, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Minato ignored, sipping from his cup of coffee. "You better eat those Naruto, Papa did his best in cooking them."

Naruto sighed as he slowly ate the breakfast his Dad cooked for him.

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