He breathed out with satisfaction as he looked at the emptied room. It took him about an hour but now, it was empty of his tools and devices. He moved half of his things to his room and dumped the rest. He wouldn't be able to make anything new but it was fine. If he had to, he could still work from recipe and craft his tools but he wasn't doing anything other than babysitting so why not?

'What now?' he thought to his tenant. Said tenant could care less.

'I don't know man. The greatest bijuu isn't exactly your first go-to when it comes to handling kids.'

'you have a point…should I color the room?'

'it's fine. What's wrong with grey?'

He shrugged his shoulders before walking out the room. He just noticed that his living room wasn't exactly 'caretaker' material. He began picking up the crumpled draft papers and whatever debris that was lying around. Meanwhile, he began thinking about Kitama's situation. He remembered her words. That he could never understand what she was going through. He looked at his paper without any real interest as he mulled it over. He knew he was right about the kids. Maybe they were both right. She was right about herself and he was right about the kids. but how does that change anything? how does that help?

'What do you think?...can I do it? Can I raise them without ruining them?'

'not if you leave those videos next to the TV'

He looked at his shining collection of Hentai. Stacked from left to right, his Lamia, Clown and Unicorn porn collection seemed to smile back at the tearful man.

Hokage Office

"Don't you think you were going out of your bounds for him, Hokage-sama? You could have just ordered him."

"I don't want to hear it, Sakura. I know that Naruto isn't really the first option to go to for raising kids-"

"of course not! He watches porn and brags about it!"

"I know!...Ugh…but he's the best bet I have for protecting the kids. He'll rise up to the occasion."

"Tsunade-sama. please! You're gambling with children here, not just money."

She pulled out her desk's top drawer. That meant she was about to get drunk and you do not want to annoy a drunk Hokage.

"I'll excuse myself then."

Mall

He sighed heavily as he walked out of the adult store. Never in his life had he felt so ashamed. He looked at the briefcase in his hand with utter shame and humiliation.

'dude…you actually sold your porn collection?'

'don't. just don't.'

'Dude! You Razed an Entire Mob To Get Them From Their Leader!'

"You Think I Don't Know How Unique They Were?" he shouted

A little further ahead, a family of five were staring at him. Some with confusion and some with pity and disgust.

"Daddy. Why is that man screaming in front of the bad-bad store?" the youngest member asked.

"Don't point honey, it's rude. Let's go get ice-cream."

'See? That. That's what you are. The bad guy who goes to the bad-bad store and watches bad things and does bad things and-'

He tried to ignore the rest as he was desperately looking around for a place to waste all his cash. After two hours of searching around, he found no place of importance where he could spend his money. He was actually surprised by his own actions. He never cared at all about money but this time, he couldn't bear to spend it on anything insignificant. It was getting dark outside so he decided to go back home and get ready for his first day as a caretaker. he did just that after depositing the cash in his account.

Next Day

He walked around impatiently in his apartment, anticipating the arrival of his guests. He was wearing a white polo shirt with blue sweatpants. He thought it made him look more normal…but it didn't. after all, normal and Naruto were like oil and water. He checked his house once more before the clock hit nine o'clock. His room looked okay. His bed was to the left under the window. His closet was next to the bed and across it was his table which he used to craft his things. he gave the kids' room a glare though.

'How the fuck did I forget that?!' he cursed himself as he closed the door. At least the kitchen looked good. He spent all night washing the dishes and cleaning the floors so why shouldn't it?

'Fuck!' he thought as he hurried to the fridge. As he feared, it was full of either fast or expired food. He slammed it shut and started scratching his head. He was heating up again. When he got hot and frustrated, his body would start itching.

Just when he was thinking about what to do with the kids' room and about food for the fridge, he heard a knock.

'you're so screwed. Good luck ruining Kitama's hard work.'

'Not Helping!' he thought as he rushed to the door. He took a moment to breathe and ran a hand through his hair. When was the last time he showered? He finally gave up on his personal hygiene and opened the door with a defeated smile.

"Eh?" was all he could utter. Fuka was standing there all alone with her sister in her arms and two heavy-looking bags behind her. She smiled like a lady and gave a small bow.

"Good morning Uzumaki-sama. I hope I'm not late."

Naruto knelt down to speak to her face to face.

"Morning Fuka. Did you um…did you come here alone?"

"Of course I did." She said with a radiant and proud grin. "Mommy says I have to be a big girl so that I can take care of Kimiko. The bags were a bit heavy but the pink-haired lady from yesterday helped me. we met on my way here. she's very nice."

'Kitama…' he thought angrily as he tried to smile. 'what is she trying to do?'

"Okay Fuka. Why don't we go inside?"

He picked the bags up, which were indeed heavy, and took Fuka to her room.

'Crap.' He thought as she opened the door and froze in her place. The worst was currently going through his head. Did she hate him? Did she want to leave? Was he going to fail? Was Tsunade going to punch him out of the country?

"Oh Wow! Uzumaki-sama! Can we decorate and color this room together?" she asked as she jumped up and down, making her baby sister giggle.

'Wow…'

'Seriously man, this kid is way too fucking good for you. You still have a unicorn poster on your wall! And No One Will Know Exactly Why!'

"Of course, Fuka-chan! Ahaha. Let's go shopping." He said with a nervous smile as he put the bags in the room and went to his room to change.

"I'm going to change Fuka-chan. Don't go anywhere."

'you suck.'

'why?' he asked as he began taking his clothes off.

'okay one. You've left them alone which puts them in danger.'

'oh relax. It's my house. Who has the balls to…yeah you have a point. I'll set up stuff later.'

'Two! You didn't even offer to hold the baby. She's been carrying the bags and her baby sister for some distance at least. don't you think she'd be tired to hold her sister? And you even just said to go shopping! Don't you want to offer her some drinks or some rest?!'

He looked at himself in the mirror with disappointment. He was wearing a plain white shirt with blue jeans. He couldn't even look himself in the eye.

'yeah…'

He walked out of the room and knelt down next to the standing girl. Apparently, she hadn't moved an inch.

"Listen Fuka-chan. You can call me by my name from now. I'm Naruto. And if you need anything, you just have to ask."

"That's very nice of you, Naruto-san but I don't want to be a burden." She said with a smile as she rocked her baby sister in her arms.

Naruto fell silent. All he could do was stare at the baby. She had brilliant brown hair and big blue eyes. She had her sister's small nose and her plump red cheeks were absolutely tempting to be kissed.

'she's…too good…' he thought as he looked at his palms. To him, one hand was covered with his own filthy and selfish acts and the other was stained with the blood of his victims.

"huh?" he said as Fuka put Kimiko on his hands.

"What? You didn't want to hold Kimi-chan?" she asked with a little worry in her voice, fearing if she had done something wrong.

"Uh no! I mean yes! I wanted to hold her." He said with a smile as he stood up. The baby was looking at him with curiosity and interest. She finally giggled as she reached for his hanging bangs again. he guessed that she had remembered him.

"Hah…you really want to hold them?" he whispered as he lowered his face.

Contrary to what he was expecting, she yanked them harshly, almost pulling them out.

"OuchOuchOuchOuchshe'snotlettinggoFukaHelp!" he said in a hurry as he got down again.

Fuka gently opened Kimiko's grip on his bangs, giggling while she did it.

"I think she likes you, Naruto-san."

He rubbed his forehead gently, soothing the throbbing he felt.

"Whatever you say. Why don't you take a seat? I'll be right back."

He rummaged through his fridge and finally found some milk that wasn't expired.

'wait…do babies drink carton milk?'

'how should I know?'

"Fuka!" he called out. "does Kimiko drink carton milk?"

"No. she drinks powdered milk. I can make some if you have any."

'guess we're buying that too.'

'this is painful to watch. It's like the first ten minutes of porn. Literally. You know what's going to happen even though everyone's smiling.'

'Dude! That was a horrible analogy.'

'hah…you said anal.'

'fuck you.' He thought with a smile as he put the glass of milk on the coffee table and took Kimiko off of Fuka's hands.

"Drink up. We have a lot of shopping to do and you'll need the energy."

To his surprise, he was adapting very well. Maybe it was because he hadn't believed it yet. Or maybe it was because he hadn't seen the empty half of the glass yet. Whatever it was, for some reason, he was enjoying himself. He enjoyed holding Kimiko's little fingers as Fuka thanked him after finishing the milk.