This story is a joint work between myself and Firetemplar415. He has laid the groundwork for an amazing story to which I am providing all of the fancy words.

Prologue

The throes of the Second Shinobi War ending were still being felt throughout the continents. The inhabitants of many of the smaller villages were jumping for joy as soon as the news reached their ears. In one of those little villages on the west coast of Hi No Kuni called Hinode, which means sunrise, Tsunade Senju was deeply entrenched in one of her infamous drinking binges. The reason for her current sorry state was due to a lover's quarrel that had occurred between her and her fiancé Dan. Not seeing eye to eye on when to start a family or where to raise the child, the discussion evolved from polite conversation to irate shouting that progressed to Tsunade breaking various items. Tsunade's super strength mixed with her short temper amounted to lots of destroyed furniture that evening. After Dan walked away, so did she - right into the nearest bar. The drinking was not only to relax her from her argument with her fiancé but also to get her mind off of all of the killing that occurred during the war. However, a relaxing drink for her was never about just one drink. It always included countless tokkuris of sake and resulted in a very drunk Tsunade who could barely remember her name. Enough was never enough until she passed out and was unable to suck it down her gullet any longer.

Jiraiya was walking through Hinode searching for his fellow teammates. They were taking an extended break to rest and recover in the quiet village after their last mission. Noticing that a crowd was gathering down the street, curiosity drove him to discover what spectacle could be drawing such attention. Easily shouldering through the crowd with his broad muscular body, he edged his way to the front to see his favorite blond teammate emptying what he guessed to be her thirtieth tokkuri of sake. As she reached for another full bottle, he stepped forward and grabbed her arm before she could raise it to her lips. He could not keep the disgust from showing on his face that did she not even have the decency to use a cup.

"Tsunade, what the hell do you think you are doing?" he demanded, uncurling her fingers from the ceramic tokkuri which took great effort despite her drunken state.

"What do you think, you idiot? I'm having a drink to relax. I want to have some fun!" she yelled, snatching the bottle back from his hand.

Jiraiya eyed her warily wondering how she had not yet lost consciousness. Despite being an outstanding medic, one of the best, she could not save herself and was well on her way to committing suicide. Taking the bottle back from her, he drank the contents himself to give him courage for the upcoming confrontation. Reaching out to seize her by the arm, he pulled her to a standing position to remove her from the bar.

"Come on, Tsunade. I'm taking you somewhere to sleep this off. Once you're sober, perhaps a day or two from now, we can talk about what's really bothering you," he grumbled, dragging her out of the door.

The short walk back to the hotel might as well have been a journey of a thousand miles. Tsunade tried to free herself by delivering a punishing chakra enhanced right hook to his face. When that did not work, she hit him with a powerful chakra infused left jab that caused him to release her. Unfortunately, in his desperation to grab his escaped quarry, he reached around her and 'accidentally' grasped her gigantic breasts to halt her.

"Damn pervert!" she shrieked which was her last big hurrah in attempting to fight him off. Once the words were uttered, she went limp in his arms after losing consciousness.

Jiraiya dared to give the unconscious woman's breasts one last squeeze before hefting her over his shoulder to haul her to the hotel. His face ached and the unmistakable throbbing pain of his lip swelling were forgotten due to his elation from being able to cop a feel without losing his life. Once inside his room, he lay her down on the bed to wait. Unfortunately, patience was not a virtue he possessed nor cared to cultivate so after a few hours of enduring crushing boredom he decided it was time to leave. Besides after hours of staring at the rising and falling of her massive breasts while she slept, he was in need of the company of a female who would not threaten his life or manhood when he tried to fulfill his biological needs.

"Kuchiyose No Jutsu," he murmured to summon a toad babysitter to watch over the hapless drunk.

"Hey Jiraiya, how's it going?" Gamatoro greeted the wild looking white haired Toad Sage.

"Not bad...just in the last stages of this war and with any luck we'll be heading home soon," he responded before growing more serious. "Listen I need a favor. See the beautiful lady sleeping right there?"

Gamatoro warily eyed the snoring woman. "Yes. I see her."

"Keep an eye on her for me, will you? She is a dear friend and my teammate. Please," he implored the toad who swung his gaze back to the man who had summoned him.

"Of course," the toad agreed, watching the man run out of the door.

"Thanks. I'll be back...later," Jiraiya told Gamatoro without turning around.

Jiraiya did not waste time getting to the bars to find a pretty little thing to keep him company and pass away a few hours with a pleasurable distraction or two.

...

Tsunade groaned and rolled onto her side as she slowly began to drift into that irritating state called wakefulness. Taking in her the blurry surroundings through half cracked eyes, she came to the startling realization that she was in a strange hotel room. Springing to a sitting position, things only became more strange when she saw the two foot tall orange and yellow toad sitting on the bedside table. She screamed and scooted backwards across the bed. Another scream wrenched itself free from her lips when she fell off the other side. Peeking above the mattress, she stared at the grumpy looking toad who was sitting there with his legs and arms crossed as if he were a grumpy human. A toad! With a sick feeling growing in the pit of her stomach that had nothing to do with all of the sake she had drunk, she knew she was in Jiraiya's room because the toad had to be one of his summons. Once her pickled brain was able to form a rational thought after many irrational ones had run through her mind of all of the horrifying things Jiraiya could have done to her, she spoke to the toad that she had finally recognized.

"Gamatoro, what am I doing here? How did I get here? And why are you here? Where's Jiraiya?" she questioned him in rapid succession.

"You got sloppy drunk, Jiraiya brought you here to sleep it off, I'm you're babysitter, and he's out getting laid," the toad answered bluntly and to the point.

"Oh, so we didn't...he didn't..." She made an obscene hand gesture to get the idea across.

"No. Nothing happened," he assured her. "You're safe with me so why don't you go back to sleep?"

Tsunade doubted she could get back to sleep after that shocking wake up call. An hour passed by and Tsunade was feeling a bit better. Her healing talents were useful for getting rid of all sorts of injuries including the self-inflicted hangover. Just as she was beginning to relax and sleep attempted to claim her the door to the room flung open to allow entrance to a drunk and ridiculously happy pervert.

Jiraiya immediately sobered when he was trapped in the death glare of the woman sitting in the bed. He prepared himself for the onslaught of another round of physical abuse when she stood up from the bed.

"Why am I sleeping in your room, Jiraiya? I have one of my own you know!" she shouted, her light skinned face turning pink with anger. "You better not have plans to take advantage me in my weakened condition or so help me the beating I gave you when you saw me naked in the hot springs will feel like love taps in comparison to what I'll do to you "

Raising his hands in a sign of surrender and to protect his face as well, he stuttered, "I-I br-brought you here to keep you safe. Y-you were drunk as hell and making a fool of yourself. I didn't want you to get hurt...or hurt yourself by drinking so much."

"Sorry," she apologized, the pink coloring her cheeks this time from embarrassment. "I didn't mean to assume the worst. It's just that you do have a track record of being a pervert, and I just wanted to make sure."

When Jiraiya only stared at her with his dark eyes full of hurt, her present state of discomfort only worsened. She clapped her hands together and rocked back on her heels before saying, "I suppose I'll be going now. I'd like to at least try to enjoy my last few days of rest and relaxation here."

"What's wrong, Hime?" he questioned her bluntly, taking her by the wrist to stop her when she tried to walk past him. "I was pretty sure you would happy because the war is finally coming to an end and all of us can go back home. Weren't you and Dan talking about having kids soon?"

Poor, clueless Jiraiya had no idea what he had just stepped into or the tsunami of bad feelings his simple question had stirred up within the woman standing next to him. Despite the lethal glare from her molten gold eyes, he held onto her wrist. Now he knew the reason for her bender: something had gone terribly wrong with Dan, and it had to do with children.

"It's none of your business what happens in my life, and I don't want to talk about it with you so butt out Jiraiya!" she yelled, attempting to pull free from his grip.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there, Hime!" he exclaimed, hanging on to her like a man does the reins of a wild mare. "I wasn't trying to intrude in your life. I didn't mean to offend you. I just wanted to know what was bothering you. I knew it had to be pretty bad for you to be drinking so heavily. Do you want to talk about it? Did you and Dan break up?"

This question took all of the fire out of her and sent her crashing down in the depths of despair when she replayed the terrible argument with Dan in her mind. Her eyes fastened themselves to the floor to avoid his intent gaze while she took several deep breaths to push back the urge to cry.

"I am sorry I snapped at you," she said with remorse, feeling the need to explain her outburst. "But yesterday Dan and I were discussing some subjects about our future…and we couldn't agree on things and things pretty quickly went downhill. We both said some hurtful things." She paused, sighing heavily and deciding to skip over reviewing those damaging words by speaking them out loud. It would be too painful to hear a second time. Raising her eyes to his, she continued. "And now I'm beginning to have some small doubts if a future with him is something I really want." This admission was punctuated by another noisy sigh of despair. "He left for Konoha after our fight, so we can't really resolve anything for the time being," she finished off with another deep sigh that conveyed her misery more clearly than her words.

Jiraiya could see the inner turmoil playing across her face especially by the tears that gathered in the corners of her eyes. A thought popped into his head of how he could help to take her mind off her troubles and have some fun without anymore sake. The thirty bottles she had relatively recently imbibed was more than enough to hold her for a while.

"Say Hime," he cheerily inquired, playfully nudging her with his elbow. "What do you say to going to the casinos and bankrupting some of them? I know we both have plenty of cash for some gambling and since we're off duty for quite some time we have nowhere else to go. So whaddaya say? Let's go and have some fun!"

Jiraiya had her at gambling and the rest was just blah blah blah. She was all for his idea immediately upon hearing the utterance of the vice she loved even more than drinking: GAMBLING. Her mood instantly perked up when thoughts of all the cash she could make from the local suckers began to dance through her head. Such a wonderful distraction would be perfect to help her forget her troubles...ALL of them. Clearing her throat and feigning nonchalance, she shrugged and mumbled, "Sure what the hell? I have nothing to lose but a few ryos and time."

Tsunade was disappointed that the winner's high fell a little flat due to her severely depressed emotional state. Despite that, she kept trying her luck, winning some and losing more but slowly she began to feel better. By the fourth day, the little black rain cloud that had hovered over disappeared to give way to the mind numbing elation of taking these people for everything they were worth as she fell into an amazing winning streak. With her mind set solely on gambling, she managed to get through the next two weeks in blur of cards, dice, and money. Happier than she had ever been in her life with her incredible luck, she decided to celebrate with a little bit of sake. Unfortunately, Tsunade did not know what a little bit was when it came to alcohol. Gambling daily while having a few drinks, she arm wrestled the local chumps who had no knowledge of her inhuman strength and happily took their cash from ill placed bets. The gambling houses were her true addiction and brought her back for more every day despite the fact she was starting to lose money like water flows downhill. Her teammates, Jiraiya and Orochimaru, were not thrilled either when her gambling prowess took a distinct nose dive when Lady Luck deserted her. She had blown all of her and Jiraiya's money and had worked three quarters of the way through Orochimaru's. Upon receiving orders from the Sandaime to return to Konoha, the two men were actually relieved that their break was over since Tsunade had almost successfully lost ALL of their money. They had two days to get ready to return home.

All three agreed to make the most of those last two days, to wring the absolute most fun out of it, before they returned to Konoha and received orders for their next mission. Since they had little time and little money left, they decided to go for broke literally and figuratively. Even the stoic Orochimaru, who they swore was allergic to fun, went drinking with his teammates and managed to keep up with Tsunade drink for drink. Seeing him loosen up and actually enjoy himself, shocked and almost frightened his more fun loving teammates. They were stunned yet pleased to see this unknown side of the silent, calculating, and often cold Orochimaru. When the usually humorless man created a freak show involving two spoons, a rubber band, a bag of sand, a spatula, a donkey, syrup and two strippers, Jiraiya used their last bit of money to buy the camera and four extra rolls of film from a tourist. No one in Konoha will know of the unholy acts committed by that man except for the unfortunate witnesses, Tsunade and Jiraiya; acts of which they both swore to never speak of again. However, they reserved the pictures, and there were lots of them, for future use against their super serious teammate. Blackmail could be a wonderful thing and they were armed to the teeth with it. Shockingly enough, the debauchery continued a downard spiral that devolved into Tsunade reducing a few bars to mere rubble while Jiraiya lived up to his perverted reputation by grabbing, squeezing, and pinching every woman who came within arm's reach of him. They were just walking out of the scene of their last disaster area of property destruction and sexual battery when Orochimaru ran past them whooping and hollering in the fashion only those that are drunk out of their gourd can manage.

The dark haired man was shedding his clothes as he ran down the main street toward the huge decorative fountain in the village square. Diving into the fountain as if it were a pool, he swam to the middle where a four foot tall naked cherub stood spewing water out of his mouth. He stood up by the cherub, propping his elbow on the sculpture's stone head.

"Look at me everybody! I can be a fountain too!" he bellowed like the drunken he idiot he was while grabbing his manhood and proceeding to demonstrate by peeing into the fountain.

Jiraiya laughed so hard he fell down while Tsunade turned her back on the nauseating display. After finishing off the last roll of film by catching the latest spectacle created by Orochimaru for posterity, Jiraiya pulled him out of the fountain using a fistful of the man's hair for a handle. Somehow the drunken trio avoided being arrested as they stumbled back to their hotel. Orochimaru did not make it back to his room but passed out in a lounge chair by the pool instead. Too fearful to move the man, one of the hotel employees took pity on him and neatly placed a small towel over his middle to cover his manhood which by this time, most of the people in the village had seen anyway. After securing a loan from the local bank, Jiraiya and Tsunade retired to her room to order room service which included several bottle of expensive vintage sake. Sitting on large cushions at the small table in Tsunade's room, they made toasts until they ran out of things to celebrate but that did not stop them from drinking. Upon finishing the last bottle, Jiraiya slammed it down in the middle of the table.

After a hiccup and a belch, he slurred, "We-hell Hiiimmeee, I guess this paaarrrty is ov-ov-" Once he released another burp it seemed to loosen up his tongue so he could talk again. "Over!" He gave Tsunade a leering grin while all sorts of fabulously terrible thoughts ran through his head.

Tsunade on other hand was annoyed the bottles were empty. Since her irritation made her antsy, she was not ready to go to bed yet but she was ready to talk. "So Jiraiya, what you want to talk about?" she mumbled, propping her head up on her fist and giving him a drunken smile. "Let's talk! There's nothing else to do now since the sake's gone. The restaurants are closed and we're banned from the bars...dammit," she bitched relentlessly, turning up one of the empty bottles to allow the last few drops to dribble onto her tongue.

Jiraiya grunted as he watched the display in front of him. Oh, the things he wanted to do with that tongue of hers. To feel it wrapped around his -

"HEY!" she yelled, startling the pervert out of his reverie. "Tell me one of your secrets! And I'll tell you one of mine!"

"Um...dammit," he hissed, pressing his fists against his temples in an attempt to make his brain kick into gear. He shook his head and would swear he heard his brain sloshing. All he could think about was two large cakes with ripe red cherries on top. He wanted to lick those cherries then shove his finger deep into the sweet creamy icing before licking it off. "Dammit," he cursed in misery, slamming his forehead onto the table to get rid of the exotic and extremely perverse imagery that actually had nothing to do with food.

"Jiraiya, tell me a secret," she begged, penetrating his soused brain with the distinct whine of her voice.

"Okay!" he hollered, lifting his head. "Well...when we were kids, I kissed your friend Kimiko. That was my first kiss." He said with a happy smile at the memory. "Nothing happened other than that kiss because it wasn't you." Clearing his throat self-consciously, he quickly tried to back pedal from his slip. "I had wanted it to be you I kissed. I mean all I could think about was you when I kissed her. I, uh, I, well, hell," he muttered, scratching the back of his head and offering her a sheepish grin. "Here's the real secret." He paused, briefly making eye contact with her to see she was gazing at him with deep interest to hear his next words. "I love you, Tsunade. I have for years."

Tsunade snorted, giggling briefly before saying, "That's no secret. We've been friends forever and teammates - "

"No!" he interrupted her in a short burst of loud sound that silenced her laughter instantly. To hell with the past and all of the rejection and physical abuse she had dealt him. Any of his requests for dates had been met with staunch protests of 'We're just friends.' His eyes met hers and he steeled his nerves to utter his next words. "As more than a friend."

"Do you want to know one of my secrets?" Tsunade asked the man watching him nod slowly in reply. "When we were younger I hated you because you made fun of my flat chest and called me other names. But as we grew up, I saw a different side of you. Of course there is your perv side that everyone sees, but I saw something they didn't...something you hid from everyone but me. You can be a really great person and a good man when you want to be. When I saw that side of you..." Her words trailed off and she lowered her eyes from his as a soft pink blush tinted her cheeks. She used her finger to draw invisible circles on the table. "I think you are quite attractive and any woman would be proud to have you as a boyfriend. But then," she sighed, raising her eyes back to his. "But then you do something all stupid and perverted to ruin it. Despite that, I find myself drawn to you. I think I might..." Once again a pregnant pause filled the air with tense silence. "I think I might have a crush of sorts on you. Truth be told, I think I like you a lot more than I'm even willing to admit to myself."

Jiraiya could not stop himself from staring at the crimson faced woman with gape mouthed awe. Was this all a dream and he would wake up soon? He hoped not. More than anything in his life he wanted this to be real. If time stopped here and never started again, he would be happy to be stuck in this moment forever. The woman he has loved for so long referred to him as attractive and confessed to having a crush on him. She liked him. It wasn't love but an L-word is an L-word and he was willing to take it, especially from the woman he thought hated his guts with a passion.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, Tsunade cast a tentative glance in the direction of Jiraiya. When their eyes met, each of them quickly looked away. This silly bit of embarrassed flirtation coupled with intermittent blushes continued for several more minutes. Despite being too old for this since they were not young children who had just confessed to their first crush, they indulged in the behavior which happened to be quite endearing. The blushing and the stolen glances only made the other person seem that much more adorable.

"What do you have to say about my secret, Jiraiya?" Tsunade inquired in a low sultry voice after finding the courage to speak.

Jiraiya struggled to find the words rambling around somewhere in his brain that was still muddled with joy unspeakable from her unexpected admission to having feelings for him.
"I am over the moon, Tsunade! I never believed you would have liked me back much less have a crush on me! I am almost speechless. My brain literally shut down when you said that so I'm having trouble finding the words to say what I want to tell you," he said, speaking deliberately because he did not want to screw up and say the wrong thing.

Tsunade gazed at him long and hard, seeing that hidden side - the one she had quite possibly fallen in love with. Suddenly she saw him as something, not just someone, different entirely. She could envision him clearly as the father of her children. Shaking her head to clear her mind, she reminded herself, Baby steps, Tsunade. Don't get ahead of yourself and do something stupid.

"So what do you want to do about it Jiraiya?" she questioned the obviously shell-shocked man. "I mean, it's not every day that someone confesses their crush to you. Then there's that extra added bonus of it being from the person you've pined for so many years," she added, feeling her face grow warm to the tips of her ears.

When her half lidded amber eyes met his, Jiraiya's brain took another hiatus from the ability to form a thought. He was ready to completely shut down, act on his most basic instincts to fulfill his fondest fantasies that he had held for the beautiful blond sitting in front of him. Scooting around the table to sit beside her, he reached out to brush his fingers through the loose hair that fell across her face. His fingers brushed over the silky skin of her cheek before sliding down her neck to her shoulder. When she did not balk at his touch, he grew a bit braver and leaned toward her. Taking her eyes fluttering closed as an invitation, he took his chance and pressed his lips to hers. The kiss was gentle, tentative, and mind-blowing in the fact that it had happened yet fulfilling in its sweetness bordering on chasteness. Both people were startled and amazed by his actions: Jiraiya had finally succeeded in making their fondest and deepest held secret wishes become a reality. Just when he thought he might faint from the overwhelming happiness, he grunted when she covered his lips with hers. Now, she was kissing him! If he died at this very moment, he would die a very, VERY happy man.

Tsunade liked kissing him - A LOT. She slid her arms around his neck pulling his body against hers until his hard muscled chest crushed her large breasts while her lips moved across his. Feeling the tentative touch of his tongue against her lower lip, she parted her lips to allow him entrance into her mouth. Oh, Kami, it was AMAZING the way he slowly explored every inch of her sake marinated mouth with that fantastic, prodding tongue.

Jiraiya ripped his mouth from hers when she pushed her tongue past his teeth to taste him. He held her tightly while they looked into each other's eyes and panted for much needed air. His eyes mirrored the yearning look that hers held. How much more unbridled joy could his body take? Willing to find out, he reached up to untie the belt that held his green kimono shirt closed. Shrugging off the piece of cloth, he received further encouragement when her fingers brushed over his well developed pectoral muscle. Tugging at the belt to loosen her white kimono shirt, he kissed her briefly while he pushed the silken article of clothing over her shoulders. While holding her gaze, his fingers drifted across her chest and lower.

"Tsunade," he moaned in an almost plaintive manner when his hands covered her breasts. Her skin was even more luxurious and soft than he had imagined while spying on her in the showers or various other places. He had peeped on her every chance he had gotten. Sometimes it ended badly for him resulting in broken bones and many pints of shed blood but it had been worth it. Nothing had prepared him for the absolute bliss of actually being able to touch her and he was dizzy from the excitement of it all.

"Do you want this?" he asked, sliding his hands down her flat belly to the waist of her pants. He paused with his fingers curling over the top of them before he began removing them. "I only want to do this if you want it. Although I've dreamed of this moment for many years, I will stop if you're not sure. Do you want me, Hime?"

Tsunade held the ardent gaze of his gentle brown eyes that held more love than lust at the moment. She affectionately combed her fingers through his incredibly thick white hair before giving him a tender kiss on the lips. To her own amazement, she realized she wanted this, she wanted him, more than she ever thought possible. With her eyes searching his for any trace of the super pervert or mean young boy who had called her names, she encountered only an open heart spilling out the long unrequited love he had held for her so long.

"Oh, yes, Jiraiya," she whispered, her hands roaming down to his pants to show her desire. "I want you."

What could have been drunken selfish lay turned into hours of enchanting lovemaking that took them both on the emotional and physical ride of their lives. They poured out their love that had been deeply covered under layers of pride and pain from the past as well as burying their anguish from recent events experienced during the war and right after. In the end, they were left breathless, physically satisfied and emotionally spent to fall into a wonderfully exhausted sleep in each other's arms.

The following day, well after noon, the couple began to slowly come to life. Tsunade opened her eyes first and saw a man lying next to her in the bed with his back to her. She smiled happily while looking at her love, or at least what she thought was her love Dan, and wrapped her arms around him. Apparently the excessive amounts of alcohol had impaired her memory as well as her concept of time since Dan had left for Konoha nearly three weeks ago. Planting small kisses in a row across his back, her hands moved over his body. As her brain sluggishly kicked into gear, warning bells began to clang softly. Something was odd here. Dan was not this broad and although muscled, his muscles were not thick and ropy beneath his skin but smooth and hard. Just as the bells rose to a deafening volume inside her head, the man beside her rolled over to take her into his arms. JIRAIYA! Staring at the unmistakable red markings down his cheeks, her body began to shake from sheer panic. Oh, Kami, what had she done?! Nausea welled within her while her whole world came crashing down around her with a noiseless crash that only she could hear that sent shockwaves through her body.

"JIRAIYA!" she screeched right next to his ear.

Jiraiya jumped out of the bed stark naked to assume a defensive stance thinking they were under attack. He held two kunai in his hands as well, ready to defend them to the death, preferably that of the nonexistent threat.

Tsunade wrapped herself tightly in the sheet glaring quizzically at the man who was gradually coming to the realization the only threat on his life was her. She could not even begin to imagine where he had been hiding those kunai knives nor did she really want to know either. Just as her eyes lowered and rested on a part of his anatomy that was also awake and standing at attention, she coughed and tried not to laugh as he commenced to hopping around the room searching for his pants after he had become disturbingly aware of his state of nakedness. However, her amusement immediately gave way to the anger boiling inside of her.

"What the hell happened here?" she demanded, keeping the sheet wrapped around her body as she got up from the bed to retrieve her clothes.

"What do you think happened here? It's pretty obvious," he muttered grumpily receiving an empty sake bottle to the side of the head. "Ow, dammit that hurt!"

"It was supposed to, dumbass," she growled, pulling her clothes on beneath the cloth barricade. She was sure he had seen far too much of her body already. "What did you do to me?"

"Nothing you didn't want me to," he shot back giving her a lecherous grin. This time he was ready for the flying bottle and caught it. Glancing at the table, he saw that she still had plenty of ammunition to go should she decide to hurl another one. "I've never heard you make noises like that before."

"Shut up, please, just shut up," she mumbled, pressing her fingertips to her temples. It was to help her think despite her awful pounding headache.

Both people grew quiet, lost in their recollection of last night's events. Drinking, lots of drinking, mixed with weird images of demolished buildings and a nude Orochimaru doing an impression of an x-rated fountain sculpture. The two of them shuddered simultaneously from the last remembrance. A little more sake, talking, confessions, and...oh, Kami NO! Their eyes met across the room as deep red blushes colored their faces. The sex had been great but there had been SEX! That wasn't supposed to happen!

"Dan," Tsunade murmured, dropping down on the bed heavily when her mind filled with thoughts of him. How could she do this to him? He was her fiancé. They had fought but nothing worthy of this kind of betrayal. Covering her mouth with her hands, she felt the sting of tears that formed in her eyes. Her mind had omitted the memory of her confession of her secret crush on Jiraiya. Apparently that had been a secret so well hidden she had even kept it from herself. However, it was a secret that enough sake had successfully brought to the surface long enough to be spilled but not remembered - at least by her.

Jiraiya visibly flinched when her narrowed amber eyes nailed him to wall with a caustic glare that made him experience physical discomfort. He backed away, afraid that she was about to explode and kill him. When she moved with lightning fast speed, he barely had time to brace himself for the open-handed slap that landed him into the nearest wall. Coughing as the plaster dust billowed around him, he was wary of moving to draw her attention again to incite another attack.

"You bastard! How could you do this? How could you get me drunk and seduce me? You know Dan and I have plans to get married. I just can't believe you would do something so horrible! I know you're a pervert but I had no idea you could stoop so low!" she bellowed at the top of her lungs.

Jiraiya pulled himself out of the wall, slapping at his clothes to remove the white powdery covering. His head suddenly jerked up and he glowered at her when the impact of her words sunk in. "Me? What did I do? You got drunk on your own and stayed that way for days before I even laid a hand on you thank you very much! Seduced you? If you call asking your permission and making sure you wanted it, seducing you, then yeah I guess I did!"

Tsunade backed away when he rushed forward to come nose to nose to her. She blinked as he continued ranting loudly without backing down.

"You said you found me attractive and had a crush me! What the hell was that? Who seduced who Tsunade? Was it all lie just to get me into bed?" he demanded lost in a full on rage, seizing her by the arm. "Do you or don't you have feelings for me? So which is it? Tell me!"

Tsunade was momentarily too stunned to speak. When he shook her to make her answer, it stirred the fury within her to bring it to the surface.

"Don't get that tone with me, Jiraiya! And NO, I don't have a crush on you! Why would I ever like a perv like you? Someone who never takes things seriously and is always clowning around! No, you just took advantage of my drunken state to sleep with me. You've said it yourself, you're a super pervert. Congratulations! Last night you truly lived up to that name!" she shouted, wrenching herself free of his grip to turn her back to him. Covering her face with her hands, she wished she could stop the thoughts that were spinning through her head totally out of control. What am I going to tell Dan? Oh, Kami, help me! He will never forgive me. Never. Whirling around, she stared at Jiraiya with tears in her eyes. "I really hate you, Jiraiya! I hope you're happy. Now you have a great story to tell and something to brag about now that you have slept with me."

Jiraiya closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. If he did not die from this, he was going to come damn close to it. After her foot made contact with is belly from a solid kick, he lurched forward falling to his knees as the pain from a ruptured spleen and a few broken ribs racked his body. Standing to his feet, he knew this was only the beginning of the punishment but he would not defend himself or attack her. He was willing to take it to make her feel better.

After leveling half the hotel and growing sick of hitting Jiraiya, Tsunade informed him in a low malicious voice with cold hateful eyes," I don't know why you did this but I will never forgive you! You have hurt me deeply and made this awful mess. I never want to talk to you again! You have caused enough problems in my life, and I want nothing else to do with you! No missions, no greetings, no communication...PERIOD! I hope to never see you again as well. You make me sick!"

After hurling the final venomous insult, she grabbed her belongings to leave. She told the owner of the hotel to send the bill to her in Konoha and left the formerly quiet village of Hinode.

Jiraiya was left in a pool of his own blood with fifteen broken bones and numerous damaged organs. The most excruciating pain of all came from his heart that she had broken.