Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Warning: Still incest between a father and his son.


It keeps raining and raining and he curses a lot when the day is over and he has to go home drenched.

The door opens and the water hits the wooden floor and drying it up is the furthest from his mind. Naruto is on his way from a room to another, and sees him as he passes the hallway.

"What the hell? Ever heard of an umbrella before?" the laughing words tickle his frozen body. He responds with a sullen look and flips droplets of water at his son when he comes closer with a towel in hand.

It only provides more laughter and "way to be mature" is said, so he forces Naruto against the wall and presses himself against his son.

The water takes a hold of the clothes his son is wearing and he smirks "Made you wet, didn't I?"

(Letting go of Naruto is hard because the darkness of the hallway isn't enough to hide his son's heated cheeks.)

"Yeah, you did." Naruto whispers when he is already going towards the bathroom.

(And in the morning, Minato couldn't explain that the blood on his hand came from keeping his mouth from releasing sinful sounds.)


To Be Continued...