20. Trouble Arrives

"It seems Senju Tsunade is in no condition to protect the Kyuubi Jinchuuriki right now."

"What makes you believe so?"

"I'm a medic ninja after all, I understand how human body works." Kabuto replied, sitting down on a chair. "When a woman is pregnant, most of her chakra concentrates inside the womb. It's a basic instinct that serves well to protect the child from harm. It is unconsciously done, and there isn't a known way to change this. Since Tsunade-sama is carrying a child, she won't be able to use it as naturally as before."

"Then all we need is to get Jiraiya of the Sannin far from the village." The woman named Konan said.

A soft chuckle echoed inside the room. All pair of eyes looked at Kabuto.

"That has already been done."

Pain tilted his head to the side. "Mind to explain?"

"Now just wait. You'll see very soon."


Tsunade was sitting down on a chair in front of her sensei in the Hokage's office looking as bored as ever as Sarutobi told her about political affairs. She asked herself again why she was doing this. Indeed, since Jiraiya had gone to complete his mission, she didn't know how to kill time as she waited for him to come back. So in a mad intention, when her sensei asked her to help him, she agreed without thinking twice.

The Hokage stopped talking to look at her. He watched her prop herself with an elbow and allow her head rest on her open palm. A light, almost imperceptible yawn escaped her lips.

"Are you listening to me?"

She snapped her closed eyes open and cleared her throat. Nodding, she laced her hands around her rounded stomach and signaled with her chin for Sarutobi to continue.

He rolled his eyes and put the pen down. Lying back on his chair he crossed his arms and stared at her. She answered his stare with one of her own, a questioning gesture drawn on her face.

"Tsunade-hime, why did you agree to help me with my work? You're about to fall asleep."

She shrugged. "I've got nothing better to do, actually. Naruto is at the academy and Shizune is hanging out with-"

"different people besides you?" Sarutobi finished for her. Wrinkling a document and throwing it into the bin, he looked at her, a thoughtful expression planted on his face. "I was wondering, have you talked to any other-"

"Are you suggesting I should make friends? With all those… kids?" She snorted. "From my generation, only Jiraiya and I are still alive...Oh, " she smirked, "and Orochimaru."

He ignored her mock and continued to read documents in front of him. "Then I'll assign you a little task."

She narrowed her eyes. "What kind of task, Hokage-sama?"

Sarutobi smiled deviously. "You will share your shinobi life with younger kunoichi. That way they'll gain the experience of thirty years of work as a Konoha shinobi."

Her eyes widened as her mouth hanged open in disbelief. "What? I am so not doing that!"

"Oh yes, you will because I'm not asking you, I'm actually ordering you. I'm your Hokage; you are to do what I tell you to."

"But that's-!"

"Understood?"

"What about Naruto? I can't leave him alone-"

"My assistant will love to take care of him."

"I don't know who you're assistant is-"

"You do. Besides, Naruto is going to be by my side the whole time. Something else?"

She growled and glared at him. She wasn't used to follow what they told her to do. She was the First's granddaughter after all. Hime wasn't just a formality but a real title. Impudent she was; after all, she had her pride.

Huffing, she looked away. "Perfectly, Hokage-sama. When do you want me to start?"

He smiled broadly and clapped his hands. "Great then! What about tomorrow? I will send someone to inform you when and where it'll be held, don't worry."

Tsunade groaned and laid heavily on the chair. Closing her eyes, she sighed. "Why are you doing this to me?"

He smiled, amused. "I'm sure you'll end up enjoying it."


Jiraiya stopped walking to look around. Glancing at the men behind him, he turned around. "It's getting late and we should stop to camp for the night."

The soldiers accompanying the Lord nodded and made the carriage stop.

Everything was soon settled down and they all gathered to dinner, while some soldiers along Jiraiya checked out the zone to make it safe.

From inside the carriage came down the Lord. He sat down on his chair and his table was quickly filled with food. Looking out at Jiraiya, he called him to come closer

"Jiraiya of the Sannin, would you give me the honor to share my wine with you? I was very pleased when I was informed you were going escort me. I've heard a lot of stories of your travels through all lands. Would you mind sharing them?


Tsunade looked at the women in front of her. She was in a wide room, in front of the Konoha young kunoichi, hands around her belly. All pair of eyes were focused on her; some were surprised, some were excited and others were simply there. They were really young, mostly in their twenties. Sitting down on an available chair beside her, she cleared her throat.

"Some of you may know who I am. My name is Senju Tsunade, one of the Densetsu no Sannin; a kunoichi like you. The Hokage asked me to have a… talk with you, and so that's what we'll be doing for the next hour. You can ask me anything you want, as I believe my experience as a shinobi will help the young ones, make you confident and believe in yourself as a woman in battlefield." She stopped for a few seconds, watching their expressions change to interest. "So, really. Go ahead; ask you want."

One hand was raised. She thrust her chin toward the woman, signaling her to proceed.

"Good afternoon Tsunade-sama. My name is Yaguura Hariko. "What do you think of the choice of having two male shinobi always as comrades?

Tsunade let out a snort. "What's the problem? I mean, we women are capable of handling more than two men at one time. Besides, we all know how immature they can be. They fight over anything, and so you are there to set peace."

"From what I can remember, it was you and Jiraiya the ones that gave me all the trouble. Always bickering, fighting like a married old couple."

Some of the women present laughed as Tsunade narrowed her eyes, glaring at her sensei. "Excuse me, are you female? I don't think so."

"Calm down, Tsunade-chan. I just came to see how you were doing."

"Fine. Thank you. Now leave." She signaled the door, acute and mad.

Once he left after a 'good afternoon ladies', Tsunade sighed and laid back on her chair. "See what I mean? Dealing with this everyday is stressful, yet helpful in the future. Believe me."

"Tsunade-sama, why was Jiraiya-sama and you always fighting, if I may ask?" A woman asked.

Tsunade rolled her eyes. Pointing at her breasts, she said, "because of these. Let me explain. Everybody in this room knows how big of a pervert he can be. When we first met, about 25 years from now, he already was a little perv. He continuously made fun of me since I was flat. I ended up beating him up. He was cruel, and this didn't stop until I was sixteen, when I developed these." She smirked. "He knew he had made a mistake from the first day he met me after he saw them for the first time."

"Tsunade-sama, could you tell us your secret?"

"What secret?"

"You know, to have your size!"

"…What do you mean?"

"How did you grow them?"

"How can I have them look like yours?"

"What did you eat during your teen years?"

"Are they real?"

"Please tell us!"

Oh God. I'm going to kill him.


"How did it go?" Sarutobi asked as Tsunade entered his office.

She groaned and sat down in front of him. "I knew it would end up the way it did."

"What do you mean?"

"Why does every woman in this world desire to have massive breasts, like I do?"

"I-I- what?" Sarutobi coughed, chocking on his own saliva as he tried to not to look to where she was signaling. He didn't think it would be nice. After all, she was his student.

"I wish I didn't have them. There are a lot of reasons for me to say this. First of all, they draw the attention of every pervert out there. And believe me, you don't want to. Second, do they think is easy to find bras of my size? No way. Third, it's painful. Sometimes I have backache. And last, and probably the most important, it's really, really uncomfortable to sleep with these."

"Oh my…" He murmured. He really didn't want to talk about this. "Well Tsunade-chan, I can't really help you since I don't have… eh, your problem."

"And why does everybody think they're fake?" She asked incredulously, ignoring him. "They're real, like you and me. That's a damn fact."

Sarutobi rubbed his eyes, and sighed. Raising his hands, he looked at his student. "Okay, listen. You should really speak about this with Shizune or any other female friend. I already have enough with Jiraiya and his problems."

"Oh really? And what has he told you?"

"…Hm?" Oops.

"Sensei…" Her sweet voice made him shiver.

"What is it, dear?"

"Tell me, what are his problems?"

Never again, Hiruzen. Never again.


"What… what's this feeling?" Jiraiya mumbled, leaning against a tree, his head about to burst as his legs became suddenly weak.

"That, my old friend, is venom collapsing your senses." A familiar voice chuckled.

With great difficulty Jiraiya looked back to see the Lord behind him, giving him a disdainful crooked smile as he took of his hat and long robe, revealing torn skin on arms and neck.

And then Jiraiya understood.

There, in front of him, was one of the Sannin and former teammate, Orochimaru. A long, pale hand commenced to tear off skin, revealing his own white sick flesh, now golden eyes mocking.

"Orochimaru." Jiraiya managed to growl, veins burning in his arms and legs. He could feel his mind fading, falling into unconsciousness as his breathing painfully quickened and his vision became blurry. He found himself falling on his knees, palms against the hard ground. He managed to suppress a scream that urged to escape from his chest.

The raven man gave him a vicious smile, eyes glistening with malice. "Jiraiya, it's always a pleasure."

"Why…? What do you want?"

Chuckling, Orochimaru walked to him. A long, white finer traced the firm line of his jaw, pulling his face upwards, forcing him to look up. "Look at you, so miserable, so weak. Just like years ago, born without talent." He shook his head. "Pathetic."

Scorning, he kicked him on the stomach, making him groan and fall on his back. Jiraiya tried to speak, but his throat was dry and the air hard to inhale. His eyes rolled back, revealing white as he suddenly became deaf, only hearing a ringing sound inside his head, making him cringe in pain.

Before he fell into darkness, he heard his laugh, faint and sick with malevolence.

Then his eyes closed and his body went numb.


A short, agitated gasp tore the silence of the night.

Tsunade snapped her eyes open, one hand reaching to turn the lights on. Sitting down on the bed she looked at the clock. It said 4:07 am.

Swearing, she stood up and, walking on wobbly legs, she made her way inside the bathroom. After washing her face with cold water, she sat on the bathtub and rubbed her temples in irritation. Glancing at the clock on the wall, she saw six minutes had passed. She cursed again.

Any other person would say the last contraction she had felt were the random ones, those that start at her month of pregnancy. But she wasn't any other person. Being the medic she was, and having the experience she had, she knew they weren't normal. Even if she was 2 weeks from delivering.

"Dumb baby, it's not the right moment." She muttered. Not the right moment when Jiraiya was away in a stupid mission. Not the right moment if it was going to start in the middle of the night; everybody knew how much the Sannin needed her sleep to have a humane attitude in the morning.

Any woman having their first child would be scared, anxious, or at least worried. But Tsunade was way too used to checking and delivering to mind at the moment. So she decided to go back to bed, turned the lights off and tried to ignore the cramps. Laying back against the pillow, she closed her eyes and sighed. Today's going to be a hell of a day.


Drama! Next chapter is going to be a blast. What will happen?

And finally, we're getting closer to the deliver, will it be a boy, a girl?

Okay, many of you may find the ending strange, since she goes back to sleep. But if you've ever read about pregnancies or ever experienced one, you would know they are very long. The amniotic water doesn't just break (sometimes it even doesn't break in the beginnin) and you have the baby in a few hours. You first have to dilate and it takes time. Pregnant women who are having the first contractions even go to work or do a normal day until they have contractions every 3-5 minutes (that's when you usually go to the hospital to deliver). Just wanted to say this before anyone complains and sees the ending too brusque or unreal.

And sorry for such short chapter, I just couldn't fill it more, all juicy stuff will be in the next few chapters! :)

Senju-HiMe xx