Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
AN: This one is Jiraiya/Naruto. Weird, I know. Other pairings are implied too.
This takes place while Naruto and Jiraiya are training together for two-three years.
Jiraiya watched the sleeping blond in awe. The top of Naruto's head was grazing Jiraiya's thigh. As the wind blew, Naruto's blond hair tickling Jiraiya's thigh, causing him to pull Naruto's head into his lap.
Naruto made a small sound of protest before quieting down once again. Jiraiya ran his hands through Naruto's hair, causing the hyperactive teenager to smile in his sleep, and lean in to the gentle and loving touch.
Jiraiya found it amazing, how much Sakura, Sasuke, and Naruto were like his own team. Everything was falling into place, and after the three younger shinobi's trained under them, they'd become the next legendary Sannin. It was destiny.
While strength and personalities were the things that stuck out the most, there was one more thing that was important.
Love.
Sakura liked Sasuke, and Tsunade liked Orochimaru. Naruto likes Sakura, and Jiraiya liked Tsunade. And last but not least, Sasuke loves Naruto, just as Orochimaru loved Jiraiya.
It was secretly, though, that Orochimaru was the one that Jiraiya loved, but at the time, he was oblivious to Orochimaru's advances. And then Orochimaru left the village, just as Sasuke did.
Jiraiya knew, that deep down, Naruto loved Sasuke. However, Jiraiya didn't want to see Naruto heartbroken just as he was.
"You're just like me, brat. Chasing after the one you love, only to think that he'd never love you back." Jiraiya whispered as he pulled Naruto against his chest. It was getting cold out, and he didn't want Naruto to freeze.
"But I don't want you to suffer like I did. You're mentally much stronger than me, than all of us." Jiraiya said as Naruto snuggled into his chest, seeking warmth. He had grown quite attached to the blond in the past year and a half, a little too much.
They were returning to Konoha tomorrow, and Naruto would rejoin his friends once again, leaving Jiraiya alone once more. The man was a hermit, but he enjoyed having Naruto around. A small part of him didn't want to return to Konoha, instead, he wanted to keep Naruto with him, to teach him much more than just jutsu's and fighting techniques.
"Brat…" Jiraiya said as he shook his head. He turned Naruto's face so the blond was facing him, and leaned forward. He had wanted to do this many times in the past, but always stopped himself. He was in his fifties while Naruto was a fifteen-year-old child. Even if he did try it earlier, he didn't want to suffer the consciences.
"Just one…" He whispered as he leaned in, pressing his lips against Naruto's. A strong gust of wind blew by, and Naruto slowly opened his deep blue eyes, meeting Jiraiya's deep black ones.