A/N: This omake was written very quickly after the idea was suggested by Mickeymauser123, who wanted to see an overprotective Minato. I think I failed slightly, but I gave it a shot.

THIS IS A COMPLETELY INDEPENDENT OMAKE! IT IS ONLY BASED ON AFTER THE RAIN, AND THE CONTENT OF THIS CHAPTER DOESN'T ACTUALLY HAPPEN AT ANY POINT IN THE STORY. It's just a bit of silly writing on my part, and I wanted to make that clear.

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#2

Omake - The Uninvited Guest

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There should have been a law prohibiting being on a mission with Might Gai for more than a week. Shisui had no idea how Genma managed to be his teammate for so many years. The sheer volume Might Gai kept up was even higher than Naruto's, and if anything the man had grown even more eccentric with the years. He hadn't always been this bad, had he?

The mission had lasted for nine days, and yet he was exhausted. Mostly because Gai had been grilling him for information about Kakashi.

He was so tired he didn't even bother to walk up the wall, and chose to climb the stairs to Naruto's apartment instead. All he really wanted was to sleep, but as his own house was crowded with officers that night, getting drunk while celebrating the annual UPF anniversary it wouldn't be wise to go there. So he had opted to crash at his wonderful girlfriend's place tonight in hopes of getting a restful sleep before duty called the following morning.

After he had hauled his arse up the five sets of stairs he finally reached the door and didn't even bother to knock. Since they became a couple it had became a habit to barge in whenever he pleased, as Naruto certainly never cared to knock whenever she came to his house either.

Upon entering Shisui was surprised by how empty it was though. "Hello?" He called uncertainly. It hadn't even occurred to him that Naruto might not be home.

The door to Anko's bedroom opened, and his old teammate stuck her head out. She had clearly already gone to bed if her bed hair was anything to go by.

"Shisui? What the hell are you doing here? Do you know what the time is?"

"Sorry, but is Naruto here?"

"Bad timing Shisui. Sorry, she's on patrol duty tonight, so your booty call have to wait another night. Or just to the morning. She has good stamina, and I'm sure she can press in a quicky before catching up on sleep."

It was a testament to how tired he was that Shisui didn't go beat red from that sentence. Instead he grumbled and dragged a hand through his hair. "Can I sleep here tonight? My house is full and I just need some peace and quiet."

Anko looked him up and down. "Do what you want. Tough mission?"

"Loud mission." He corrected. She gave him an uncaring shrug and gestured for him to come in. A moment later she closed the door to her bedroom and left him to his own device.

"Thanks." He called aloud while slipping out of his sandals. In a fog of drowsiness he stole a blanket from Naruto's bedroom on his way to the couch. He could take her bed if he wished, Naruto had already told him it was okay, but the cool draft drifting in from the livingroom window was too tempting to pass up for a stifling bedroom. It looked like she'd forgotten to open her window again that day, and he was sure it would take a while to cool it down on such a warm night.

His clothes fell to the floor one by one in a trail from Naruto's bedroom before he sank into the cushions.

He was asleep in moments.

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Something was nagging him. A presence was seeping into his previously pleasant dreams, a promise of pain and agony that had previously been absent. For a moment Shisui wasn't sure what was happening, he just knew something was very, very wrong.

Opening his eyes to a harsh sun glare that annoyed his eyes Shisui squinted. It took him several moments to realize where he was and how he ended up there, before the previous night's events came back to him.

Still, something wouldn't stop nagging him. The flat was very quiet, and for a brief moment Shisui wondered if he was entirely alone. Yet…

Shisui turned around groggily where he sat. The blanket covering him falling to his waist as he adjusted.

Only for all sleep to flee on a high chase out the window.

In the doorway to the livingroom was the last person Shisui expected to see first thing in the morning.

He was holding a bag with groceries in his right hand, his white and read cloak draped over his shoulders and seemed utterly frozen to the spot. If it wasn't for the gradually rising Killing Intent Shisui would suspect he had malfunctioned completely.

The Yellow Flash stood right there – and it was the Yellow Flash, not the Yondaime, as the Yondaime never looked at his subordinates like that – staring at Shisui as if he was Madara himself that had broken into his daughters apartment.

Minato's eyes trailed slowly from Shisui, to the mesh shirt next to the coffee table, to the sweater right by the Hokage's feet, to the freaking pants right outside Naruto's still open bedroom door.

Shisui looked down at himself.

Perfect… He was sitting closer to naked than dressed in the Hokage's daughter's flat, with a very shocked Yondaime in the same room.

Where were the girls when you needed them?

Minato met his eyes, and there were no mistaking the storm blooming in his irises now.

"This… This is not what it looks like." Shisui squeaked. Deathly afraid now.

The groceries hit the floor.

"Really?"

"Really! I just… I slept here because my house was filled with people!" Shisui promised, desperation seeping into his voice.

Minato came closer, like a tiger about to completely tear apart a bunny that stumbled into its lair. Shisui could see his hand hovering dangerously over his weapon pouch, ready to attack at a split second's notice.

At that moment the door opened in the hallway, and their heads snapped in the direction of the noise.

"Morning Shisui! I met Anko by the gates just now, and she told me you came by last night!" Naruto's happy voice travelled from the next room, completely unaware while she continued without a care in the world. "I would have tried to change my shift if I knew you'd be home early! And what have I told you about sleeping on the couch? I told you to use my bed whenever you want, dattebayo. I don't mind, and anyway I always sleep in your bed when I'm at your place. I don't need to be there for you to-"

She stopped mid sentence when she finally registered there was one person too many in her living room. Her mouth dropping open in shock while Shisui eyed the window. He could make it.

Sure, the Yellow Flash was fast, but Shisui had the aid of hysteric survival instincts on his side now.

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Fin.

A/N: I apologize for any mistakes, English isn't my native language and this was not beta'd.