Minato woke with the sun, jerking awake and drawing a kunai. 

He paused when he saw it was just Oji-sama feeding Naruto a bottle. 

"Morning." The god murmured. "I feel like an Isamu today." 

Minato gave off a startled laugh. "And what do you do, Isamu-san?" 

Isamu considered. "I'm a nanny." He decided. 

Minato chuckled. "Are you looking for work?" 

"I am, Hokage-san." 

It was a bit weird hearing San attached to his title instead of Sama but Minato was pretty sure the only people Isamu would call Sama were people he was mocking. 

"I want my pay in blue cookies." Isamu said, eyes shifting back to Naruto. 

"We can do that." Minato said, not quite understanding how his life had shifted so much in the past twenty four hours. He was both a father, and a widower, a Hokage, and a man wondering exactly how he had come to have the Creation Dragon feeding his son a bottle so he could sleep. 

Isamu nodded, not looking away from the infant in his arms. "Go back to sleep, Minato-kun. You need it." 

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A week later Isamu took Naruto for a walk through the village. He was trailed by ANBU, specifically the Hatake Sharringon had taken a liking to, but a few others who knew his true identity followed the pair through Konoha streets. 

Isamu softly sang Ayako's Bijuu song as they walked, skillfully dodging around civilians and Shinobi alike on his way to his destination. "Six, taking it easy and not in a hurry, Saiken, Seven, the flying leaf insect, Chomei, Eight, "Yeah!" is all they need."

He stopped outside a flower shop, run by the Yamanaka clan, and pushed the door open with his free hand. 

"Hello! Welcome to Yamanaka Flowers!" 

Isamu stepped around the corner to see a blonde man, the same age as Minato manning the counter. 

"Hello. You must be Inoichi Yamanaka-san. Minato told me this place had the best flowers." 

Inoichi looked a bit surprised but grinned. "An endorsement from Hokage-sama. I'm honored. How can I help?" 

"Chrysanthemums. I want to pay my respects to my grand niece." 

Inoichi's face fell. "I'm really sorry. We're all out of chrysanthemums. After the Sandaime and Yondaime's wives passed most of the village has bought flowers."

Isamu bit his lip. "Do you have any seeds?" 

Inoichi nodded, fishing under the counter for a moment before removing a pouch. "I should have more in a few days." 

"It's okay. The seeds will do." Isamu said, taking the pouch. He channeled chakra into them, careful not to effect Inoichi or Naruto, and within moments he had a bouquet of Chysanteums in his hand. "Keep the rest." He smiled, placing a wad of bills on the counter and walking out of the store before Inoichi comprehended what he just witnessed. 

45 minutes later saw Isamu and Naruti sitting in front of a stone, flowers laid gently in front of it. 

"Rest and be well. I'll take care of him." Isamu murmured. 

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"Oji-san!" 

Isamu grinned as Naruto ran towards him, leaping into his arms. 

"Oof. You got heavy." Isamu teased, tickling the four year oldest belly and making him squirm. 

"Where did you go this time?" Naruto asked, clamoring to sit on Isamu's shoulders. 

"Well, I traveled to Suna first and helped out a cousin." Isamu said. "Don't tell Suna though. I snuck in." 

Naruto giggled and the sound made the fondness the dragon held for him even deeper. "What then?" 

"Well then I went all the Bear country, where I proceeded to fight several bears." 

"Did you win?" 

"Yes. However, I am no longer allowed back in bear country. It was like St. Louis all over again." 

Naruto snickered into Isamu's hair. "What's St. Louis."

"Somewhere far far away and long, long ago."

"Say, have you seen Shisui-kun recently?" 

"Yeah, yeah. He took me to Ichiraku yesterday. Tou-san paid though because Shisui started to cry." 

Isamu laughed. "You have your mother's appetite, don't you, kit?" 

"Ne, ne. Will you take me to Ichiraku for dinner?" 

"Maybe not today but definitely before I leave again." Isamu promised. 

"Dattebayo!" 

Isamu started heading for the Uchiha district, looking for Shisui's chakra before turning towards Shisui and Itachi-kun's favorite training spot. 

A curtain of wind chakra sprang up around the pair as they entered the clearing, the dragon having learned his lesson about the flying kunai last time he snuck up on them. 

Naruto tilted his head. "It's it them?" He asked when they emerged from the trees, the two shinobi moving faster then the child could see. 

"It's them." Isamu said, before sending out a burst of his unique chakra. 

Almost instantly the two stopped, appearing to freeze mid fight. 

"Isamu-sama!" Shisui cheered while Itachi gave an incredibly deep bow. 

"How are two of my favorite grandsons doing?" Isamu grinned, setting Naruto down so he could run up to Shisui. 

"Fine. I got back from a mission to Grass two days ago so I have a week of leave." Shisui said, picking the squealing toddler up. "Ugh! So heavy!" 

"Isamu-sama." Itachi intoned, the 10 year old looking tense. 

No matter how much time the god spent around the two Uchiha, Itachi still hadn't relaxed in his presence. 

Minato, meanwhile, had taken to throwing pillows of various sizes at him every time he appeared unexpectedly in his house. There seemed to be more every time he visited too so thr Hokage was either stress hoarding or actively collecting ammunition. Isamu wasn't sure which was worse.

Kakashi was a little better than Itachi, although he hid it far better, although if he could disguise the cover so children young enough to not be able to read couldn't figure out it was porn that would be great.

"So what brings you to our corner of the training fields?" Shisui asked as soon as he had been blackmailed into promising to give Naruto a ride through the trees later. 

"I was actually looking for you, Shisui." Isamu said. "I'm hoping you can help out a friend of mine." 

Shisui tilted his head. "Is this a mission?" 

Isamu shook his head. "No, no. You are completely free to decline and I'll find another. I just need a young mortal with a fire nature and experience in chakra shaping. They're around, but I know you best and won't have to resort to kidnapping.  

Shisui  looked even more suspicious at that bit but nodded. "Okay. What's up?"

Isamu held out his hand. "I'll have you back by dinner, tommorow morning at the latest, maybe lunchtime." 

Shisui shrugged. "You got Naruto, Itachi?" 

Itachi nodded. "I'll take him home." 

"Awww. Are you leaving already?" Naruto pouted. 

"Na, just for a bit. I'll be back in the morning. Don't tell your dad. It'll be funny. How many pillows does he have now?" 

"A whole bunch!" Naruto snickered, clamoring up into Itachi's arms. "Can you show me the fire works again, Itachi-san?" 

Isamu raised an eyebrow. "Fireworks huh?" 

"A simple genjutsu." Itachi said, as if the dragon wasn't well aware that was a bold faced lie. 

"You remind me far too much of my son." Isamu muttered. "Ready, Shisui?" 

"Uh, yeah, sure!" He said, the last word a yelp as Oji-sama pulled him through the other, reappearing in the ruins of Uzu. 

Shisui's eyes were wide, Sharringan swirling before he blinked and deactivated them. "That will never not feel weird."

Oji-sama chuckled. "Yeah. Welcome to Uzu. Homeland of the Creation god." 

Shisui looked around and his chakra pulsed with a distinct sadness at the ruins around him. 

"So what am I doing?" 

Oji-sama sighed and started leading Shisui deeper into the ruins. "What do you know of the Bijuu?" 

Shisui shrugged. "I know there are nine, and that they are the children of the Sage of Six Paths, and that they are currently sealed inside of Jinchuriki like Naru-chan."

Oji-sama nodded. "Indeed. Some Bijuu, like Kurama and Shukaku, the Kyuubi and Sanbi, prefer to be without a Jinchuriki, content to wander the land in their true forms. Meanwhile others, like Chomei, like being in a Jinchuriki, experiencing the life of a human in a way that would be impossible otherwise. Chomei has lamented multiple times however, that she wishes her Jinchurki had had a choice in the matter." 

Shisui always was clever, the Uchiha coming to a halt next to a massive mural of Oji-sama doing a Kiyoshi. "Wait, wait, wait. Is this an audition? Am I walking into an audition right now?" 

"Only if you want to." Isamu assured. "You can say no at any point in time right up until the sealing." 

Shisui bit his lip. "Which Bijuu?" He asked, hurrying to catch up. 

"The Nibi. She liked being in a host, but left Kumo several decades ago when her last Jinchuriki died. She misses human experiences and asked Ayako and I to see if any compatible human would be willing to host her." 

Shisui looked conflicted. "Wouldn't Konoha get in trouble with Kumo?"

Oji-sama shrugged. "Somehow I think Oji-sama himself asking you to do this will quell any dissent. If you even tell anyone." 

Shisui nodded. "Touche." 

They turned the corner where Shisui saw a red haired girl petting a massive two tailed cat made of blue and black fire.

Both looked up as the Uchiha and Creation Dragon approached.

"Hi! I'm Ayako." The red haired girl said, getting a deep bow in response. 

"It's an honor to meet you. I'm Uchiha Shisui." 

The Nibi tilted her massive head. "Hello, Uchiha-San. I am Matatabi, the Nibi." 

"An honor to meet you, Nibi-sama." Shisui said. 

Oji-sama sat down next to Ayako, stealing some sweets from her pocket and making her growl. 

"Did Oji-sama explain why he brought you here?" Matatabi asked, her full attention on Shisui. 

Shisui nodded. "He said you're looking for a willing Jinchuriki." 

Matatabi made a pleased noise, like a cat purr but significantly deeper due to her size. "Indeed. You would be compatible with my chakra. Oji-sama said you were a Shinobi with Konoha?" 

Shisui nodded. "I'm a Jounin." He said. 

A few hours passed, the pair asking questions and explaining best they could as the sun fell, even wandering off to set things on fire for a bit. Shisui says it was how Uchiha made freinds and Oji-sama wasn't gonna touch that with a 29 and a half foot pole.

Matatabi came back incredibly pleased and Shisui covered in soot, carried in her teeth by the back of his weapon holster. "I like him." She said, dropping him.

"I wouldn't mind her sticking around." Shisui agreed.

Oji-sama grinned. "So yes from both of you. This is permanent. Shisui isn't an Uzumaki. You won't be able to seperate without killing him." 

"What better death than to incinerate everything around you?" Matatabi said, Shisui gaining a wicked look in his eye. "Fuck yeah. I don't even need the paper bombs that way."

Oji-sama briefly wondered if giving the pyromaniac more fire was a good idea and then decided it was Minato and whoever was Shisui's direct superior's problem. "Okay. Shirt off, kid." 

Shisui knelt, stripping off his shirt to expose his back. 

He shivered briefly until Matatabi wrapped her chakra around him, warning him up, the flames not harming him. 

"I'll be doing your seal." Ayako said. "I studied Fuinjutsu more diligently then my Uncle. His version of studying involved far roo much screaming." 

"I have dyslexia, you menace." Oji-sama growled.

Shisui nodded. "Thank you, Lady Ayako." 

Ayako didn't use paint, instead drawing the seal with her charka, so it wouldn't be visible to the naked eye and make Shisui and his partner safer. 

An hour later had Shisui taking a deep breath, a rod of wood in his mouth as fire chakra poured into him. 

It seemed Oji-sama had been worried over nothing as the 12 year old barely trembled, coils welcoming the Bijuu charka. He wondered if it was from Ayako's powered by a god master level seal or Shisui's willingness. 

Matatabi's chakra settled, most of it pooling in Shisui's chest but a thin stream swam through his coils, warming him from within. 

Shisui swayed, collapsing into Oji-sama's arms, unconcious.

Ayako tilted her head. "That went better then I thought." 

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Three days later had Shisui setting things indiscriminately on blue and black fire and cackling in the middle of the destruction, flames rolling over him without even singing his clothes, Matatabi's far calmer but just as happy with the destruction chakra rolling through him. 

Itachi was there too, sending regular colored fireballs anywhere Shisui hadn't burned enough to satisfy the ten year old, face blank but the same manic delight in his eyes. 

Uchiha's were all pyromaniacs. Every last one. 

Minato suddenly appeared next to the god. "You." He growled, eyes alight with rage, a pair of kunai in his hands. 

"Oh no." Isamu said, before dashing into the destruction, hoping to deter Minato from chasing him.

It didn't work. 

—------------

Isamu faceplanted in the table, moaning his woes. "I've lost my Naru-chan privileges thanks to you three pyromaniacs."

Shisui laughed at him, while Itachi piled more yakiniku onto the god's plate. "How else were we supposed to figure out my new limits?"

What Shisui said, Oji-sama.

Isamu glared, but accepted the offering.