Warning: None!
Disclaimer: Not mine :C
A/N: Thanks to Feilyn for letting me borrow her Kushina (I didn't use her as much as I wanted, but I hope I did her justice) and to Everybody's Neesan for the story prompt ( I really needed it, so I hope that even if this isn't quite what you'd expected you'll like it)
Namikaze Minato – January 25th
It was cold in the hidden leaf village; uncharacteristically so. And as one Namikaze Minato pointed out to the great distress of his team, a perfect day for climate training.
So it was that the four members of team Minato were stood by Konoha's lake which was frozen solid and would most likely remain so until the end of February. Obito and Rin stood fairly close together, sharing warmth and delivering equally potent death-glares to their beloved sensei, while Kakashi stood a little way off, apathetic expression pasted across his half-covered face. Konoha's Yellow Flash however was gleefully rubbing his mittened hands and would have looked positively diabolical were it not for the fluffy neon-pink earmuffs Kushina onee-chan had created for her husband and forced upon his head earlier that morning.
A particularly surprised Rin had informed him that they clashed horribly with his hair and the red flame lining on his coat (before she could stop herself you understand). Minato had remained perfectly calm, merely smiling benignly at the Kunoichi's comment; however Obito's declaration that he looked "snazzy" had not gone down quite so well with the blonde – or with the team's genius who had fixed Obito with a poisonous glare due to his use of such a word.
His mood having plummeted at the comments on his somewhat peculiar taste in headgear (even Kakashi deigned the earmuffs worthy of a raised eyebrow) Minato immediately ditched the idea of allowing them to ditch training for the day and instead announced to them that training would be taking place and would be yet more rigorous than usual.
"Right then" the sound caught all three student's attention and they turned to see their sensei with – what they all later agreed – was the most terrifying grin they had ever seen "strip."
Three jaws fell to the ground in shock.
"And then they pushed me into the lake" Minato finished mournfully as both his sensei and his wife howled with laughter.
Namikaze Minato had returned home, dripping with ice-cold lake water to a thoroughly unsympathetic wife who had towelled him down fairly roughly before sitting him down in front of a newly made fire and throwing a blanket at his head before finally presenting him with a new and even more terrifying neon pair of earmuffs (this time orange) and demanding he tell her the whole story that she might spread the apparently fantastically amusing news that he had been taken down by three still slightly awkward genin.
Jiraiya had soon joined and the blonde imparted – somewhat miserably – the knowledge that testing the limit of a Hatake, an Uchiha and a ruthlessly trained Medic nin was apparently not a good idea.
The team had unwillingly shed themselves of their outer layers and proceeded to train atop the frozen lake; slipping and sliding like puppies on a laminate floor. Needless to say the three supremely dangerous ninja had not appreciated either this or other similar analogies their sensei had spurted and began to build dangerously.
Several dunkings in the lake through kunai cracked ice and Minato's jokes were no longer bearable. Rin was the first to snap, launching herself at the snugly dressed sensei with his ridiculous, lurid earmuffs, closely followed by Obito spurting a Housenka no Jutsu, which caused the entirety of the lake's surface to melt and collapse, and the unprepared yellow flash to topple into it.
When he finally emerged, dripping mournfully, even Kakashi's mask had twitched in display of the silver haired teen's amusement.
As Jiraiya and Kushina wiped away their final tears of laughter at their favourite blonde's misfortune, the doorbell rang and Kushina rose to answer it.
"Sensei!" the shrill voice of his female student rang through the entrance hall, harmonising with Kushina's snorts of laughter at both her reliving of the day's activities and the expressions on the male team mate's faces as she jammed a pair o earmuffs onto each of their heads. "Why didn't you tell us?" Rin demanded cryptically in the usually optimistic sensei's opinion.
"Tell you what?"
"Well . . . Happy Birthday!" she crooned
"It's you what!?" Both wife and sensei screeched in unison
Minato turned to Kakashi "This is your fault! You told them!" Kakashi had the dignity to look sheepish.
"He wouldn't tell us where he was going –" began Obito
"So we tickled it out of him" Rin finished
"I can't believe that runt knew and we didn't" Jiraiya grumbled
"This calls for alcohol!" declared Uzumaki Kushina, who appeared to have produced several bottles of sake out of nowhere "I'll be angry with you later" she added to her husband who grinned nervously
"What will she do?" whispered Obito nervously
"Probably beat me senseless with her plait" his sensei replied weakly and Obito turned a little green.
Several alcohol soaked hours and a good many embarrassing secrets later, the relatively (key word relatively) sober Namikaze and a tee-total Hatake were putting the others to bed.
Jiraiya had somehow fallen asleep in the bath and so needed only a blanket over him, Obito and Rin were entangled on the sofa and so received the same treatment and the lovely Kushina was still wandering around the garden and so Minato – being the ever loving he husband he was – carried her up to their room, tucking her in gently before returning to his silver-haired prodigy student in the Zen garden.
"So . . . why were you coming over anyway?" Minato asked after a suitable period of silence had been established.
"To say happy birthday" Kakashi replied after a long pause, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world, which in retrospect, it was.
"And what would you have done about those two?" he asked indicating his sensei and wife
"I would have said it was about training" the boy explained calmly.
"I think Obito's rubbing off on you" Konoha's yellow flash was returning to his usual demure self in the presence of his prodigal student. Said student raised an eyebrow. Twice in one day, was I right about the Obito thing?
"And to give you this" he muttered – embarrassment, was that?
Minato looked down at the gift in his lap, surprised. This was unprecedented! Carefully, he removed the red ribbon and unfolded the pristine white paper to reveal the most awesome pair of white earmuffs with little red flames printed on them and not a hint of neon in sight. By the time Minato had recovered from his shock he realised that Kakashi had already disappeared.
It was only when he wondered what it must have cost the uptight genius to be seen buying earmuffs of all things – neither Minato's birthday nor his odd taste in headgear was well known in the village – the villagers who witnessed it must have had a severe shock (those who witnessed it and lived at any rate).
Also – Minato hadn't remembered what day it was himself until his team's intrusion, but Kakashi had. The most feared Jonin in the five countries felt a rush of the warm fuzzies for his little Kakashi.
Happily putting on his new earmuffs, Minato pouted at his reflection in the Koi pond. They even match my coat he thought as he walked upstairs to join his comatose spouse. That boy really is a genius.
Namikaze Minato fell asleep with a smile on his face – he would get the boy back for spilling his secret tomorrow, and he knew just how to do it.
Owari!