Full Summary: The first time Genma lets a small, wandering, child tuck themselves against him and let her stay the night Raidou doesn't say anything.

He opens the door wider to let them both in, grabs the spare blankets from the cupboard and the extra mattress under the bed and thinks about who has clothes small enough to fit the little girl that they can borrow from.

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Genma and Raidou accidentally become parents to five kids, fight the Konoha leadership and gain the begrudging respect of the Shinobi population all because Genma can't say no to small children.

This is my first Naruto fic, enjoy!

The first time Genma lets a small, wandering, child tuck themselves against him and let her stay the night Raidou doesn't say anything.

He opens the door wider to let them both in, grabs the spare blankets from the cupboard and the extra mattress under the bed and thinks about who has clothes small enough to fit the little girl that they can borrow from.

Genma finds out the little girl's name is Tenten.

He pulls the near snapping hair lackeys from her hair and methodically brushes out the knots as gently as he can.

Raidou finds the smallest shirt they have and wraps her up in it despite it almost reaching the ground and hanging from her scrawny shoulders.

Genma tucks the kid into the makeshift bed and leans back to look Raidou in the eye.

They're not the best parents but they'll make do.

The second time Genma and Raidou adopt a child is when Genma comes home after a mission. This time covered in bruises, blood and sweat clinging to too pale skin and the tatters that's left of his Jounin uniform and clutching a bundle of child to his chest. The process is a little less graceful the second time.

Raidou opens the door wider just as Genma's legs give out Raidou curses harsher than he has in years as he lunges, throws out one arm to wrap around Genma's chest, stopping him and the child from hitting the ground the other hand grasping the back of the mess that is Genma's flak jacket, keeping him in place.

The child's yellow hair is a stark contrast against Genma's bloody and ruined uniform and the exhausted look of pain in Genma's eyes makes a lot more sense.

They might not be the best parents or the best people…

But their Yondaime was a kind man and Naruto never deserved to be abandoned like they abandoned him.

The third time Genma and Raidou adopt a child is a little different.

It's raining when it happens. Sheets of water pouring in the heaviest rainfall they've had all season.

They're both cooking a quick meal for the two of them and the light of their lives, Naruto and Tenten, playing in the bedroom when there is a tap on the window sill - soft but urgent.

Raidou removes the seals on the window and isn't quick enough to catch Shisui Uchiha as he tumbles into their house - one eye missing and his face a mass of bruises and recently dried blood - quickly followed by Itachi who's pale, shaking and panicking.

Genma picks Shisui up from the floor, cradling the boy's head to his chest and carefully moves him on to the carpet in front of the couch and gets to work, healing what he can.

Raidou wraps his arms around Itachi, rubbing his back in slow, methodical circles as overdue tears begin to pour.

Raidou doesn't leave until Itachi is fast asleep on the makeshift bed they'd originally used for Tenten – too exhausted to stay awake and Genma's stabilised Shisui and wrapped him up in blankets on their bed with Naruto and Tenten cuddling him on either side. "Don't worry Gen" Tenten says as she wraps her small body around Shisui's left side. "He's hurt pretty bad, but cuddling will definitely help make him feel better!"

Naruto very carefully fits his small hand into Shisui's larger one holding on as though it's the only thing keeping Shisui alive. "We'll look after him Genma!"

Danzo never gets his hands on Shisui's other eye and neither of Shisui or Itachi leave Raidou and Genma's house for the next few days.

Raidou goes to the Hokage's office that night and isn't seen until hours afterwards - an apologetic and embarrassed Sandaime and Fugaku trailing after him when he finally emerges. Raidou never says what happened that night to anyone but his kids and Genma.

The rest of the Shinobi population can assume all they want but everyone knows a crisis was avoided that night.

The next morning dawns with two additions to the household and a new respect among Konoha leadership for two Shinobi that Konoha had chronically underestimated.

The next morning dawns and sheds light onto to Shisui's glazed over eye and battered body and Itachi's exhausted slumber. Genma leans over from his position perched on the edge of the bed to brush hair out of Itachi's face and can't bring himself to fully respect the Sandaime like he once did.

Shisui and Itachi begin to spend more time at the two ex-ANBU's apartment than anywhere else. No one brings it up or takes issue. After all, dealing with Genma and Raidou just doesn't seem worth the bloody and painful repercussions of protective Shinobi mother-hens.

For such terrible parents it seems they're doing awfully good job.

The fourth time they adopt a child there is significantly less insubordination and blood involved but more than enough brainwashing and child assassins involved to make up for it.

It's two in the morning, Itachi and Shisui are asleep on the couch and Naruto and Tenten are tucked in between the two boys, small hands grasping clothes and hair in an attempt to chase away any nightmares that would be brave enough to plague the older boys - an idea that Naruto had deemed flawless.

Genma is curled under the blankets of their shared bed, his back pressed against Raidou's own when the knock at the door comes. Genma jerks from the covers, a kunai in hand, he removes himself from the bed and makes his way to their door.

The Sandaime stands in the hallway and once upon a lifetime Genma would've felt humbled by the man's presence and perhaps embarrassed by his state of dress but now all Genma can see is Shisui's bloodied face covered in so many painful bruises and the monster he almost turned Itachi into and how Itachi was going to do it.

He doesn't say this of course. He bows politely because first and foremost he is a Konoha Shinobi and Konoha owns him - in body and soul.

The Sandaime, accompanied by Inoichi Yamanaka shove a small boy into his arms. His pale skin makes him to look ill in the faded yellow light of the hallway and dark eyes that look at Genma's own are so full of pain he instinctively grips the little boy tighter.

He can feel Raidou's presence behind him and Shisui and Itachi have definitely woken up, their chakra flattening, shrinking in uncertainty.

Inoichi steps forward, his face pulled into a frown that seems semi-permanent these days and explains - Danzo had been making child puppet soldiers, this is the youngest, we couldn't save his brother, do your best.

That morning, Genma and Raidou introduce a new child to the household that's definitely getting too small and loose the rest of their faith in the Sandaime.

They might not be the best parents - too much assassin in them and not enough love - and only a handful of years older than Itachi and Shisui but Tenten smiles more than she ever did, Naruto doesn't flinch away from hugs and his personality lights up the room. Itachi doesn't look so torn and broken and scared when he's sitting on the couch watching Sasuke play with the two kids and his best friend planted to his side. Shisui's laughter is as bright as ever and his determination to get back to active duty despite losing an eye drives them all forward with a ferocity Genma and Raidou can't help but admire. Sai's quiet determination to learn, his hesitant but increasingly frequent smiles warm all their hearts. They might not be the best parents but their kids are happy, their kids are doing okay and there's nothing that matters more than that.