Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Warning: Still incest between a father and his son.


The workload is piling up and leaves him absentminded. The blur of voices vanish from his reality and people say that he is like the walking dead.

And he realizes that that might not be so far from the truth, because the shirt he is wearing has been on him for a week now.

He wanders towards the bathroom in search for something fresh, only to get annoyed by the door that does not open. The wood lets out a crushing cry when he kicks it in, stepping inside the steam filled room.

"Dad!?" Naruto pushes the shower curtains out of the way as he looks at him, eyes wide from utter surprise.

He turns slowly to look at his unclothed son and lowers the hand that holds the fresh piece of cloth he had been looking for. The sound of running water never stops.

"I told you that working so hard will make you insane." it makes him laugh a bit, because it sounds kind of funny. The water hits Naruto again when he takes a step back.

(And Minato's mind keeps repeating "no, no, you make me insane.")

Naruto's back is against the wall, his eyes going between the dark bags under his eyes and the hand that rests beside his head.

"I'm tired." The water hits his fully clothed body as he leans in closer to his son, lips almost, almost touching.

And his breath ghosts over Naruto's skin as he moves his head onto his neck.

"I'm so, so tired."

Naruto only gulps and nods and does nothing at all.

(And Minato can only barely remember how Naruto continued doing nothing at all when he had his first bite.)


To Be Continued...

See? It's getting longer XD (just a little bit)