Chapter Seven- Tobirama's Day Off

It wasn't like he hated doing paperwork, but now he could leave it to his clones. Tobirama knew that he hadn't spent time with Madara and Hashirama for around three weeks.

"Hey Tobi, aren't you going to work?" Mito asked as she walks into the kitchen, she was going to make breakfast and then wake her charges.

"I was planning to take Mada and Hashi to the market," he told her while drinking his cup of tea, he felt that he was going to be tested today. "You can rest today. I want to spent some time with my sons."

"Of course. Why don't you get them, while I make breakfast everyone?"

"Of course."

Hashirama was having a wonderful dream. Madara was smiling at him, it was the day that they started to plan their village and he thought they could do it. With the raven smiling the way he was, of course they could.

Madara on the other hand was in the middle of a nightmare. He kept watching his older brother being killed by a extinct clan. His father, Tajima, had killed them.

When Tobirama walked into their room, he saw that Hashirama was smiling, while Madara was... crying? Walking to the two year olds bed, he gently picked up the crying child. Looking at dark grey eyes he gave the small boy a small smile, going to wake up his brother since Hashirama was the only one who could really understand how Madara thought.

"Why is Mada crying?" Hashirama asked while yawning kissing his friend on the check. "It's okay Mada. Don't cry."

"I'm not crying." Madara only blinked and hide his face in Tobirama's shoulder. He frowned when he heard Hashirama giggle. A hand in his back. "I'm not a baby. I can get over it."

"But you don't have to."

"I can."

"Please let me help."

"I don't need it!"

Tobirama could only look at the two, before sighing. "Hashirama, why don't we drop it for now?"

"But -"

"Can I take Madara?" Mito asked cutting Hashirama off, looking at the red eyed raven. She smiled when the white haired male handed over the two year old. "When your ready."

"Hashirama what's wrong?"

"Mada's hurt and scared. He had four brothers and I don't know if he saw them die."

"What makes you think he saw them die?"

"His nightmares."

"He's killed many and saw many die."

"I just know, Tobi, I want to help him." Hashirama frowned at the thought of his best friend, his crush, suffering. "But he won't let me."

"I don't know. Maybe with time," Tobirama told him. He didn't know Madara or Izuna, thinking about it. He didn't know anyone from the Uchiha clan, what he knew about them was what his father had told him. "We better go. Don't want Mito to give him to many sweets."

"Strangely, he's really good at puppy dog eyes."

Tobirama only looked at him, puppy dog eyes? Madara being good at some thing that was cute? This he has to see.

Tobirama had to smile his two 'children'. After telling Mito the reason he wanted to take them out to the market, she told him that she wanted to spend some time with her new found friends.

"Hashirama, don't walk to far ahead," he told his brother, who just stopped walking and smiled at him. He was holding Madara and the small raven was looking at the stalls with large eyes. It was cute, he was almost getting sick and tired of everyone cooing at Madara like they've never seen a toddler before.

He knew Madara hates it, but he was busy.

"Sorry Tobi," Hashirama told him a smile in his face as he put his small tanned hand, into his.

"What's that?" Madara asked pointing at one of the stalls, where a women was sealing paintings. "She looks like she's doing something."

"Art, Mada, she's painting."

"I'm sure Mito would be happy to help you with that." Tobirama knew that he would need to go back soon, or buy lunch before Madara fall asleep, then he would help Hashirama with his training. "Like how she's going to teach you how to write neater."

"Is there a reason?' Hashirama asked thinking about her clan and why handwriting would
be important. "Sealing, she's going I teach us sealing?"

"If she wants to."

"Knew Mito was the best."

"Can I walk now?" Madara asked pointing to the ground, Tobirama only sighed, taking Hashirama's hand and walking to the closet cafe.

"After this we'll go home," he told them looking at the menu and ordering three meals. "I'm sure Mito will want to put you down for your nap and I'll be training Hashirama, okay?"

"Why can't I train?"

"Madara your two. I'll train you when your a little older."