By the time the whole explaination was done, it was late in the afternoon and Marakov was attempting to ease the pain behind his eyes. He knew within the next few hours, he would forget over half of this information; but believed he got the gist of the whole thing.

"So you just finished fighting in a war, which was started by Madara whom tried to place the world in a infinite...illusion," He pointed towards the long haired man with ruby red eyes, "But he was really under the control of this... Kaguya girl, that was going to use it to get back her 'stolen' power." He then pointed to his grandson who had laid himself across the floor, staring up at the ceiling. "And my grandson, who hosts nine beings made up of this chakra, fought against this lady by himself. Which snapped Madara out of this trance."

Kakashi merely nodded, kinda surprised at how simple this man explained it. If only he could have explained it that way, it wouldn't have took hours of sitting in the office.

Marakov saw that everyone sat hunched over slightly in exhaustion. He went to speak, to relieve them to get some rest, but was interupted with a loud crash.

"Dumb ss, what the həłł?! You nearly took my head off!"

"What?! I didn't do anything, drama queen!"

"What the həłł, gray?! Put some clothes on, you perv!"

"What are yo- Oh, no! Not again! Juvia, where the həłł is my clothes?!"

"Its called being a man!"

Marakov sighed as the pink haired girl, Sakura if he remembered right, looked at the the door in concern.

"I'm getting to old for this." He grumbled as he jumped down from his desk. Opening the door, he walked towards to the railing that overlooked the guilds first floor. The sight below him was not amusing in the slightest.

Gray was completely naked, not even a pair of boxers on him. Juvia was passed out on the floor, while Mirajane was throwing a pair of pants towards the Ice mage. A table, seemingly broke in half, in the middle of the guild, which happened to have Gray's dinner across it. Natsu was the closet to the table, must have been blamed.

Would you shut up and sit down! Before I lock you up with Ezra for a good two weeks! Do you understand me? I don't want to walk out here to see half the guild destoryed!"

Once he entered the office again, he was faced with the pale faces of the Kohona Ninja. He rubbed the back of his head, sheepishly with a smile. "Heh, sorry about that. I swear I'm raising two year olds, sometimes. Idiots, the whole lot of 'em." He grumbled as he hopped back on his desk.

Jiraiya blinked as he stared at the old man in astonishment. He really didn't buy into the 'I'm Minato's grandfather' act, but after seeing that... it wasn't so hard to believe. Jiraiya looked between his student on the floor and the old man; That one action just definitely proved they are related. Who else smiles that big and rubs the back of their head in the same fashion?

"You seem to be taking this all quite well." Tsunade commented as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Marakov laughed, he couldn't help it; he needed to laugh sometime today, after all the stress put down on him. "Well, it's not really that surprising. This guild was founded by a Fairy, three of the people downstairs were raised by dragons, and we have three talking cats."

"Fairies, dragons, and talking cats?! Do you think this is all a joke?" Sakura questioned with wide eyes. Marakov frowned, slightly put off by her assumption.

"No, I don't think it would be right of me to joke about this; That's why I am not. Now, is there anything else I need to know?" He asked tiredly as he laced his fingers together. He really had a bad feeling about this; one that was telling him that a lot of paperwork was going to fly straight towards his overwhelmed desk like a bullet train.

"Yeah, we came here looking for some family members, or they did." Tsunade pointed to everyone else. He needed a drink already...

"I'm looking for my kids, but I think I have already found them... downstairs." Kakashi spoke clearly.

Marakov leaned foward. "Do you all know their names? I could probably help you out with looking for them." Please tell me I don't know any of them. I don't wanna deal with this!

Kakashi nodded, "Mira, Elfman, and Lisanna." Oh, no...

"Natsu, I think." Sakura mumbled. I'm in hell...

"Looking for my grandson, his father's name was Metalicana." Madara's deep voice made chills go up everyone's neck.

Meanwhile, Marakov was banging his head against his desk with streams of tears. "Why me? Why doesn't this happen to any other guild master? I swear it's like kami hates me." He cried.

Everyone sweatdropped.

"So I take it you know them, gramps?" Naruto asked as he sat up from the floor. his hair sticking out in messier spikes. His hair was almost as long as Minato's, if not longer.

"Yeah, I do. Some of them are on missions right now, though." He replied, hoping to kami that these people wasn't as destructive.

"Gajeel and Natsu were two of the three raised by dragons. And I don't want to know how your kid Metalicana is a dragon." He directed the last part towards Madara who gave no reaction. However, it was another thing for everyone else.

Sakura and Naruto's eyes were the size of golf balls as they stared at the stoic armored man. "How is that even possible?" Sakura whispered quietly to her teammate whom only narrowed his eyes. "Did he rape some poor animal?" Naruto whispered back with a raised eyebrow.

"Mirajane and Elfman are downstairs along with Natsu. Gajeel and Lisanna are away on a mission."

Marakov stretched his aching muscles, "I'm sure you would prefer to have all your wits about you before you have to deal with all of the rowdy-ness of the guild; so you can stay in the guest rooms down the hall to the right. If your hungry, you can go down to the bar and order anything you want; don't worry about paying, it's free. They will bring your food up to your room, that way you don't have to run in to anyone."

Kakashi stood up and bowed slightly. "Thank you for the your hospitality-"

"Don't thank me, Kakashi. You're all considered family now here at the guild, so don't thank me for something that should already be done."