". . .oh kami, I thought you had agreed to help Kagami with his kata and some new jutsu, not," Madara paused, catching sight of another young Uchiha peeking around the couch, "how many of you are there?" he asked absently, counting at least seven.

"I did," Tobirama said, resettling Kagami on his lap; he made a little almost-purr of a noise and cuddled closer, yawning, "but I was hardly going to tell them all no.

"You could have; you could have sent them home." Madara pointed out, despite the wide, pleading eyes that were immediately turned on him for the suggestion; Tobirama just looked . . . wonderfully content and pleased with himself, however, and Madara shook his head, feeling unutterably fond of his - perhaps slightly mad - partner.

There's a persistent habit of calling the bb!Uchiha 'Uchikittens' around a couple places I write, and it was my first thought on seeing this prompt. X'D