Hello my darling, hello my lovlies, hello my sweetie pies~

Hahaha (I just sang that in my head.)

Well, here's a new chapter for you, my darling dears.

You see, I was reading a NaruHina fic that focused a lot on the feelings and reactions of people towards Naruto about him being the container of the nine tails (it was eighty extreemly long chapters over two stories, and it's still going on (I liked it decently, though)) and I just got the idea for this.

Walking down the street, Naruto was now used to the people he passed bowing and greeting him cordially after years of being Hokage, though it was still just a little weird. The two dark haired girls that gripped his hands were used to it as well, so they smiled happily at the people but otherwise ignored them and instead focused on their father since the man had taken a break from his very important -or at least that was what their mother told them- work to take them out to lunch.

Once they spotted the familiar sight of their father's favorite restaurant they broke out into a run, dragging the laughing blonde man along with them.

"Teuchi-san!" They cried happily, releasing their father's hands to try and scramble up onto some stools, their smiling father giving their bottoms a gentle push so that they could get all the way up.

"If it isn't three of my favorite customers!" The older man greeted them, "And where are the others?"

"Kori is at school and Hinata is home taking a nap with the baby while I take these two," Naruto smirked and nodded to the three-and-a-half year olds who were swinging their legs back and forth on their stools and looking like a matching pair of little angels, "Off of her hands."

"We were being 'difficult'." Yuka confided, making the shop owner and his daughter laugh.

"Yes, well, all children are difficult at times." He said as he began to fix their meals, remembering their usual favorites easily, "And at least you get some time with your father now."

"Yep." Yuka said, twisting her stool slightly from side to side, "And now we don't have to listen to Leo cry."

"Yuka." Naruto sighed, rolling his eyes upward, "You used to cry when you were a baby too."

"Not as bad as him." She said confidently, "All he does is cry and just lay there and cry some more, and then he smells." She wrinkled her nose, disgusted. "Mom told us that a baby would be fun but she lied."

This got another round of laughter as their meal was served, and the group happily dug in, stuffing their faces until their cheeks bulged out as they reveled in the tiny freedom and rebelliousness of lunch without their mother reminding them of their table-manners.

The girls were getting done with their bowls and Naruto with his fifth when he noticed a person who stepped into the shop and stared hard at him before making a sign against evil and then turning away to hurry out. Naruto ignored the bitter taste in his mouth -a taste he knew well- and turned back to his daughters, hoping that they hadn't seen.

But by the questioning look in their astonishingly pale blue eyes he knew that nothing had escaped their watchful young eyes.

"Daddy-" Yuki started, but was stopped when he jumped up and picked both her and her sister.

"Well, we better get you two to your mother so I can get back to work. I've got important paperwork to get back to." Naruto declared with forced cheer, quickly paying for their meal and then leaving the shop with a quick wave to a concerned Teuchi.

He quickly made his way back towards the house with the two girls in his arms, hoping to drop them off and maybe get a little bit of time to think. But his daughters had another idea.

"Daddy!" Yuka shouted as she tried to get his attention, yanking hard on his ear, "Put us down!"

Grumbling and rubbing his now sore ear he did as they bid and then stood there awkwardly under the scrutiny of their all too aware combined gaze. He still felt the brief hope that he would be able to at least momentarily get out of explaining things, but it disappeared on seeing that they would accept nothing less than the answers they wanted and only he could give.

"Okay, okay." Naruto sighed wearily, putting his hands to the girls' backs to lightly push them towards a bench when he noticed that they were in the park. "Let's sit down for a minute."

They sat in silence for a few minutes as Naruto fidgeted, trying desperately to figure out just how to even start this. The parenting books he and Hinata had flipped through hadn't exactly went over how to tell your daughters that a demon lived inside of you.

"Daddy?" His eyes snapped over to meet Yuki's curious ones, "Why did that man act that way toward you?"

"Yeah! He looked really mad."

Looking at his girls, Naruto reminded himself that they were only three and that they wouldn't truly understand the severity of who and what he was for many, many years. They were still little, and they wouldn't be able to judge him as others still did because he was their father and in their safe little world that meant everything.

But they were also nearly four, and with that they were an inch closer to being fully be able to see him, see how those people reacted to him, see what was inside of him, and know.

They were smart girls, and he knew that in this case their capable little minds had worked against him.

"Girls, when I was little, really really little, something attacked the village. Do you know anything about that?"

"...The demon fox, right?" Yuki tentatively asked, remembering a story she had heard but not knowing what that had to do with her father.

"Yes. The nine tailed fox. You see, the fox was kept inside of a woman so that the village could protect itself, but it was taken out of her so that he could be controlled and used for his power."

"Who was the woman?" Yuka asked, her eyes wide as she absorbed the new story.

"My mother and your grandmother." Naruto told them, smiling at the little theatric gasps they gave. "It almost killed her. And my father, the Yondaime Hokage, fought the nine tails and the man who had released it. In the end the only way to stop the fox was to seal it into someone, so my parents sacrificed themselves to seal him into me." The girls gasped again.

"Really?" Yuka asked, watching as her father nodded and then drew his shirt up with barely contained curiosity. He focused his chakra for a moment and his seal flared to life, surprising yet another gasp from the girls.

"Wow." Yuki whispered as she traced her finger over one of the thick black lines as her sister poked persistently at the center.

"So it's really in there? Does it hurt? Can it feel it if I do this?" She asked digging her finger into his ribs with surprising strength.

"Yes, he is. His name is Kurama, and we have an understanding so he doesn't hurt me. And he can't feel that, Yuka, but I can."

The girl sheepishly pulled back but continued to stare at his stomach, question after question racing through her mind.

"Kurama?" Yuki pondered, pulling her hand back so her father could put his shirt back down.

"Yep. He's not really happy to be inside of me, but he helps me a lot by lending me chakra so that I can be strong and protect everyone. He's also saved my life a couple of times." He told them, deciding to not mention the whole 'I die, he dies' thing. He didn't really think that it was the right thing to bring up to three-year-olds.

"He saved you?" Yuki asked, waiting for his affirming nod. "So he's nice?" She tried to connect that thought to the idea of the mean and scary demon fox that everyone told of in their stories, but she knew that if her father said so then it was true.

"...Yeah." Naruto managed, ignoring the growling that could be heard in the back of his head at the thought of the great and powerful demon fox being thought of as nice.

"But why do people act that way towards you?" Yuka asked, and Naruto smiled at her, though it was strained.

"Because not everyone understands, and some people think that he will take me over and try to destroy the village again."

"But you won't let that happen, will you Daddy?" Yuki asked, and he really did grin now, confident in his answer.

"Nope. I'm going to keep everyone safe."

Yuki nodded thought fully before leaning down so that her face was right in front of his stomach, smiling. "Thank you for keeping my daddy safe." She said, speaking to his seal, and Yuka quickly joined her.

"Yeah! And thanks for not being evil and mean like everyone thinks and for protecting us even if they're mean to you." She blinked as a sudden thought came to her. "Daddy, can he talk to us? Can he even hear us?"

He chuckled and ruffled her hair, wondering at how Kurama felt about getting so much attention and thanks from the two little girls before him. "Yes, he can hear you, but I don't really think that right now is the time for you to talk to him. We've got to get you home."

The girls nodded resignedly and slipped off of the bench, their hands going naturally into their father's as they walked back.

"So is that why you have those lines on your face like whiskers?" Yuka asked, skipping as she tried to get in as many questions as she could before their father left them.

"I think I was born with them."

"Oh. Why don't we have them?"

"I don't know."

"Well, I guess I'd look funny with those marks, so I'm okay. What does the fox -Kurama, I mean- look like?"

"Um... Like a really big fox with nine tails."

"What does he sound like? Is his voice really big and scary or quiet? Does he have a girly voice?"

Naruto sighed, knowing that the endless round of questioning he was in for was going to be tiring and he could only hope that they would forget about it within the week -though such a short time would only happen with a miracle.

Though the thought of Kurama with a high pitched squealing lady voice was hilarious enough to ease a bit of the pain the next few days would be.

The thing I was thinking about was that all of the villagers wouldn't accept Naruto even after he became Hokage, and that there would be some who were still scared of him and hated him.

So what if, one day, his children saw this?

Thank you to all of my delightful darlings who make my day so much better, and especially to Sumiku Agaishi who continues to call me a Goddess and makes me laugh (thank you my sweet one)

The rest of you, take note of her.

See you soon!