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How to tell him. . . That was the problem. Tsunade's amber eyes gazed upon Jiraiya as he looked out upon the village. Jesus Christ. . . look what I've gone and done now. Stupid, Tsunade! Very, very stupid! She sighed. "Jiraiya?" she called, her voice a bit shaky, and trying to find the words that wouldn't come.

"What is it, Hime?" He asked, his white hair glinting in the moonlight.

"I-I have something very important to tell you, and you may not like it." she said sternly.

"Is everything alright?" he asked as his ebony eyes peered down at her. Those same eyes that peered down at her just a few months ago. More than any eye ever saw her. "It would depend on your definition." she murmured. They were still young, and now look what happened. She's standing here and trying so desperately to figure out exactly how to say it.

"I'm pregnant." she blurted out, and then burst into tears of relief. His eyes widened and the only noise heard from on top of the Hokage mountain was her sobs. She felt his strong arms wrap around her, and his lips on her blonde head. "If it upsets you this much, you don't have to-"

"No, that's not it at all!" she whined into his chest. "I just didn't know what you'd think."

"What I'd think? I think I'm somewhere between ecstatic and scared shit-less."

"That makes two of us." she giggled slightly.

"You know, you used to hate me, and now-"

"Shut up, you idiot." she scoffed. Her head buried further in his neck. "Jesus, I was so scared of what you'd say."

Tsunade paced around her room. Okay, breast sensitivity. She felt her very full bust. "Ow!" she yelped. Check. Cravings? Not check. Nausea? Check. She'd thrown up the past three days. Mood Swings? Nope, same old temper. She shrugged. "Just a late period is all. Nothing to worry about."

She went downstairs and grabbed some cake from the fridge. "Mm, Cake." she murmured, as she got a fork and took a bite. "Oh, god. It's like an orgy in my mouth, man."

"Um, sister?" Her little brother asked. He was eating his cereal.

"What is it, Nawaki?" She said.

"Why are you eating cake? You hate sweets."

Tsunade just about choked on her last bite. "Oh my god you're right!" She sputtered, and her brother patted her back. After her coughing fit she burst into tears. "Tsunade-neechan! Don't cry it's just cake."

"Nawaki, it's not the cake, dammit! The fact that I hate cake and I ate it is the problem! Oh god. I just went from happy to sad to angry to worried. Oh shit."

"What's wrong, Nee-chan?" Nawaki asked.

"Remember that night Jiraiya came over?"

"Oh yeah, ew. You know, you two are very loud."

"That's not the point! I think I'm pregnant."

Nawaki's eyes widened. "You should go to the doctor, Nee-chan."

"The doctor? You want me to go to the doctor? What should I say? Let's think 'Hi! I think I might be pregnant' should be shouted for all the world to hear because god knows when the VILLAGE finds out I'm pregnant everyone will have a hay-day anyway."

"Just be discreet about it then. You aren't showing, yet, and you know most medics anyway."

Tsunade crossed her arms over her chest. "Goddamn it all."

"No one has to know except me, Jiraiya, and the third hokage. Well, at least until you start getting bigger."

"You've got a point." she sighed. "I guess I'll be going then." She walked out of the kitchen.

"Be careful, Nee-chan."

"I will, Nawaki."

The boy hugged his sister's waist. "Jiraiya can even move in, if that's what you want. I don't mind."

She smiled warmly and patted his head. "Thanks, Nawaki." She stepped from her house, and made her way to the hospital.

"Tsunade!" a young woman called from behind the desk. "What're you doing here? It's your day off."

"I know, but I just need to make a tiny appointment."

"An appointment? For what? You've never been sick a day in your life."

Tsunade tried to think of a quick excuse. "I-I just..."

Another doctor walked out from a door behind the desk and waved at the blonde. "Hey there, Tsunade."

"Oh!" Tsunade exclaimed. She can definately help Tsunade thought. She knew this doctor very well. "Are you busy."

"No, not at all. What do you need?"

The temperamental blonde grabbed the other woman by the arm and dragged her to the hallway. "I think I may be pregnant." she said.

"What-"

"Shut up! I need this to be low-key. Got it?"

"Yeah, I got it. So you want me to confirm for you?"

"Would you?"

"Of course, Tsunade." The doctor grinned, and led her down a hallway. "Shit," Tsunade cursed because there in said hallway was Jiraiya. "I am so fucked."

"Hey, Tsunade-Hime." Jiraiya greeted. She bit her lip. He wore that Jounin turtleneck that made him look so gorgeous. Probably the main reason she had sex with him. Although, she did like Jiraiya, a lot. More than a lot. She found herself loving that idiot. But what would he say if she was pregnant? Holy shit, don't think about it.

"Hi, Jiraiya. . ." she said trying not to sound dreadful.

"What're you doing here, don't you have the day off?"

"Just an appointment."

"You never told me about an appointment with, well, THAT." he gestured to the door her friend had walked in. Everyone knew you only went in that room for your genitalia to be checked out. One of her mood swings kicked in.

"Well, god, do I have to tell you everything?!" she shouted.

"No, I just-"

"Good! I like to keep some things private!" she finished as she stomped into the room. The white-haired man just stared wide-eyed at the door. "That was odd." he murmured.

That was the day it was all confirmed, and now Jiraiya understood why she was so snippy that day. Snippier than usual.

"How are we going to tell the old man?" he asked.

"Can we not think about that?" she begged, her nose inhaling the scent of his neck now.

"Whatever you want, hime."

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