"...You live here?" Madara asked, as Naruto lead him, Hashirama, and Tobirama up to the top floor of a shabby apartment building. Naruto blinked, and turned to him.
"Well, yeah, what's wrong with it?" Madara twitched.
"Aside from the fact that it looks... disgusting, shabby, blegh?" He said, gesturing around with his arm. He specifically glared at what looked like mold growing on the door frame, the poorly drawn Uzumaki clan symbols all around, and the suspicious odd stain that he would have to walk on should he try to get inside- the normal, civilian way. He could always ninja his way in.
"...I don't understand." Naruto said, as Hashirama snickered from behind Madara. Madara growled, and turned to the former Hokage.
"He's worse than your one kid was!" Hashirama gave him a confused look.
"Which kid?" Tobirama stepped in here.
"You know, that one, I think his hair was, like, red or something?" Hashirama just shrugged.
"I'll have you know that I had at least four redheaded kids. And it was all my wife's fault." Madara rolled his eyes, and jumped over the suspicious stain into Naruto's apartment. As soon as he was inside, he immediately turned and stalked back out the door, muttering about empty ramen cups and disgusting parentless teenagers.
"Hey, Madara, where are you going?" Tobirama asked. The Uchiha just flipped him the bird, and continued on his way.
"...I think he's gonna see Old Man Hokage." Naruto said, and the two Hokage nodded. They all entered into his apartment, and decided to wait until Madara returned.
Madara returned alright. Just, he wasn't exactly sober. "Hey- hic- Hashi-chan!" He shouted through the door of Naruto's apartment, as he pounded mercilessly on it. Hashirama opened the door a few seconds later, and glared.
"Madara Uchiha! It is three in the morning! Where were- Are you drunk! What the hell man, we could've gotten drunk together, why didn't you say anything!" Madara just huffed and pushed past him into the apartment.
"I dun- hic- I mean, I'm not drunk." Hashirama just levelled him with a stare that clearly said he wasn't amused. "I'm serious as cereal!"
"...Right." Madara whirled around to yell at Hashirama, only to fall onto the ground.
"Help- hic- me! I've fallen and I can't get up!" Hashirama couldn't do anything other than sigh.