A/N: Hey, guys! Welcome to my first fanfiction!

As you probably read the summary, I want y'all to know the first 2 chapters of the prologue are heavily inspired by "Senju Naruto" by Baal of Yarns and "The Hope of the Senju Clan" by Aragon Potter.

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

'Citation'

Flashback

Jutsu

"Evil/Demonical Talking"

I do not own Naruto. Unfortunately.

Prologue

Chapter 1: Pack Our Bags!

-Tsunade-

Daylight was slowly fading out in the calm small countryside village of Kosuge, located around the border of the Land of Riversand the Land of Fire.

Kosuge was a serene village surrounded by a heavy and dense forest. During winter, only silence could be heard there. The village was probably the best place in the Fire Country to keep a low profile.

The perfect spot for Senju Tsunade.

Though, the Slug Princess was actually more interested in its bars.

When the Third Shinobi War finally ended, after all the tragedies she had to go through for Konoha, the woman had decided to just leave, promising herself to never return to the village, her lover and little brother died for.

She was thankful her young apprentice Shizune was travelling with her, sharing her same pain. However, sometimes, Tsunade felt more alone than ever.

Life definitely hadn't been merciful to her, so she'd decided to go out drink and forget her misery.

The bar was also quite silent too. In fact, it seemed a lot of people there came for the same reasons: finding comfort in liquor. Seated on one of the uncomfortable counter's barstools, she commanded one bottle of saké to a short and receding-haired bartender.

As people began entering behind her, she instinctively winced when caught a familiar voice reached her ears.

"-I mean you know, I've never ever lacked inspiration that much, before…"

'H-Him! Here?! Damn it! What were the odds…?!' Tsunade thought with a frown.

"You'll manage… Just think about your faithful fans." another voice answered, chuckling softly. "Now… Why did you bring us here, Jiraiya-sensei? We should get some slee-"

"I know, kid, I know… I just got us here to celebrate! What's better than saké after a damn boring diplomatic visit to Suna?"

While the two voices approached the counter, Tsunade tried her best to hide from the two newcomers.

Funny how she had first come here to forget about Konoha, and that Konoha was now literally coming to her.

'Ugh… Guess that's what I get for feeling alone… Damn Karma…'

Thank Kami, having her back turned to them, the two men didn't recognize her, much to her surprise.

'Well…Okay... It's been easy…'

Though, she froze when the tall, spiky white haired man swiftly sat on the barstool right between her and his blond former student.

'… Damn it…'

Tsunade quickly turned her head away from the two shinobi so they could not see her face. Performing a Henge no Jutsu (Tranformation Technique) would be too noticeable, especially for the two experienced men who would probably sense or notice it. So, she envisaged the best ways to escape the scene without being seen by the two men. However, a deep part of her didn't, and appreciated the presence of the two friendly shinobi, even though she didn't want to admit it.

"Sensei, thank you again for coming with me. I know you were kind of busy with your novels and all…" she heard Minato say.

"Hehe! Don't worry about it, I'm not really much of a diplomatic person, but I liked travelling with you… Reminded me of the good old times." Jiraiya uttered. "I won't lie, though; I expected at least one public bath there, I mean it's so hot and sunny, there… It could have helped me for my inspiration problem…"

'Ugh… Jiraiya… For a moment, I thought you'd become Hokage counselor or something, but I guess you still haven't changed... I envy you…'

The late January night went on, and Tsunade was still waiting for an opening to leave silently. The two men were happily starting their first bottle of saké when she suddenly jumped when Jiraiya's hand firmly grabbed her shoulder.

"Hey, excuse me, beautiful… You've been quite silent, tonight... It's a pity for such a pretty blonde like you..."

Tsunade froze but barely managed to keep herself from shaking in anger.

Jiraiya, on his side, seemed to get even more interested in the mysterious shivering woman. Baffled by her silence, he added.

"Now, come on, baby, don't be so shy! What's your nam-"

Before the Toad Sage could try and carry his lame seduction attempt on, he recognized in horror the flaming brown eyes of his enraged former teammate slowly turning to face him.

"T-Tsunade-hime… y-you were here the whole time?!" Jiraiya stammered, a light but intense killing intent began emanating from the Slug Princess, shaking him from the inside. He might have faced harder ones, but Tsunade's was traumatizing.

"Jiraiya, put down this dirty hand of yours before I break it, cut it and shove it up in your ass, you damn jerk!" Tsunade muttered harshly, glaring at the white haired shinobi.

"S-Sure" he said, moving his trembling hand the furthest away possible from her.

The man hadn't physically changed very much since the last time she had seen him. Only looked a bit older.

Though her eyes paid much more attention to the man next to him.

Indeed, the mere jōnin, she had often crossed paths with back in the time, had turned into a mature man with spiky blond hair and bright azure eyes. The man was simply wearing a basic Konoha uniform composed of a green flak jacket and blue pants, his hitai-ate, proudly tied on his forehead. While he was protectively keeping his Hokage hat hidden beneath the counter, Tsunade guessed the blond hadn't taken his cloak to avoid being recognized. He seemed to have succeeded as none of the bar's customers had noticed the Kage's entrance.

In the end, Tsunade would have been lying if she said she didn't find him looking great.

"That's a pleasant surprise to see you there, Tsunade-hime." He said, with a light respectful bow. "How have you been doing?"

"Fine." she lied. With a smile, she added. "I'm actually pretty surprised to find the Yondaime in this shithole!"

This earned her a glare from the bartender, but she ignored it.

"Well, it's been a long week, Tsunade-hime." he said tiredly. "Time to have a little fun and enjoy life... I guess…"

Tsunade briefly chuckled before pouring three glass cups of her bottle of saké and sliding two to the men.

"Hmm... Right, let's drink to that." she said, raising her drink.

The three of them cheered and quietly emptied their glasses, lost in their thoughts.

"Hey, hime..." Jiraiya, suddenly, breaking the silence. "It's been a while you've been away… You're still not coming back?"

"Jiraiya, for the last time, I'm never coming back to Konoha again! It's a past I want to leave behind" Tsunade yelled.

The whole bar went silent.

'Wow. That's embarrassing… I'm a walking living mess…'

A few heads turned to the sudden noise but quickly returned in their drinking at the glares the Slug Sannin sent them.

Who were they to judge her, after all?

"I'm pretty sure Konoha won't forget you."

Tsunade turned her head to the Hokage.

This type of comment coming from Jiraiya would have highly irritated her, taking it as an attempt to tease her or something. But she felt somewhat flustered to hear it coming from Minato, smiling genuinely at her.

She tried her best to hide her uncontrollable blush behind her glass. That confused her wildly: she wasn't really the type to blush… was she?

'That got to be the saké…'

"W-Well, thank you, Minato, b-but it won't change my mind."

The blond looked at her intantly then nodded in understanding.

Jiraiya, meanwhile, oblivious to the exchange happening around him, ordered another bottle.

"Okay hime, it's your choice, do whatever you want…" he sighed. Then with a disturbing smile and wriggle of eyebrows, he asked. "So what have you done lately…? Met some men?"

The murderous glare she gave him quickly made him gulp and shift his attention to the young man on his right. "What about you, kid?"

Tsunade proceeded in taking another sip, slightly more interested by the conversation.

"Err… actually sensei, I'm more like… into women, you see…"

"I know that, kid... I meant girls." Jiraiya smiled, Minato could be so innocently dense sometimes. "You into someone?"

The blonde looked up from her glass.

"Err… Well, I used to hang out with Kushina before being Hokage, you see... But in the end, it just didn't work out..."

"A pity…" Tsunade muttered.

Her eyes widened. 'Shit! Did I say that out loud?!''

Luckily, the two men didn't seem to have heard her comment; Jiraiya, too busy lecturing about the danger of bad tempered women while Minato listened, his usual calm and innocent smile over his slightly tanned skin, from his little trip to Suna.

'What was that, dammit...?! It must be the saké… Come on, Tsunade, you're stronger than that!'

-Minato-

The night continued for the three shinobi as the bar slowly approached its closing.

It was only when the trio finished their third bottle of saké that Jiraiya began his madness.

"Minatooo!" cried Jiraiya. "MINATOOO, WHERE ARE YOUU?!"

"R-Right next to you, S-Sensei." the blond man whimpered, chuckling hard at his sensei's antics. "D-Didn't know y-you were t-that much of a lightweight d-drinker…"

To be honest, he was himself quite smashed and was barely managing to sit on his stool, but Jiraiya was a whole other story.

"OH! MINATOO…!" Jiraiya howled loudly, shaking the dark bar.

"Hey, shithead! Calm down, or I get you out of here!" the short bartender screeched.

Clearly, the civilian didn't recognize the shinobi he was threatening. The latter, highly intoxicated, didn't appreciate the way he was referred at all, and proceeded to jump over the counter when he was abruptly stopped by a violent chop on the back of his neck, leaving him unconscious on the floor, snoring like a bear on hibernation.

"Ow…I-I t-think I hit him a little too hard…" Minato muttered, rubbing his sore hand. Then, making a ridiculous salute to the short man, he smiiled. "P-Problem has been solved, sir!"

The bartender shook his head and turned back to his cleaning, side-eyeing scrupulously the three customers, unaware of their prestige in the shinobi world.

"H-Hey…! M-Minato-kun!"

The man turned to see Tsunade struggling to keep her balance on her stool, his Hokage hat gently covering her head, while she giggled in a very childish and uncharacteristic way.

He hadn't even felt her steal his precious hat, but at this moment, he couldn't care less.

He couldn't bring his eyes away from the blond hair, perfect red lips and the brown eyes softly shining under the dimly lightened bar, allowing him to fully admire the fascinating face features of the Slug Princess.

"W-Wow, you'd sure l-look g-great as a Hokage, Tsunade-chan."

Both blushed at his words. Tsunade giggled harder and looked at him closely, battling her eyelashes to him. 'Tsunade being happy like that is kind of cute… Now that I think about it, she's really beautiful… BUT, I… I can't…'

However, his inner voice sounded way too low and barely audible. He felt like his body was a master of its own, while his helpless mind was spectator.

-Tsunade-

Tsunade giggled like an innocent teenager, unaware of the hypnotizing effect she had on the blond shinobi. She watched him stand and struggle to sit on Jiraiya's barstool, closer to her, while carefully avoiding stepping on his sensei, still sleeping and drooling all over the floor's wooden planks.

"Oh, r-really? Y-you do think s-so?" she asked, giggling again.

"I'm… I'm certain, T-Tsunade-chan." He stuttered, and both of them found their eyes widen at his words.

Tsunade felt herself lean even closer to him.

'Oh Kami! Are we flirting? How much did we drink ?!' she thought, barely controlling her gestures.

She knew these kind of situations could get very dangerous… especially for a woman. So, while a big part of her didn't seem to care about what was happening around her anymore, another focused hardly on not doing anything she would regret.

Though, she helplessly witnessed her right hand slowly reach his left one.

'…Fuck'

"Knock knock"

Tsunade woke up suddenly with a throbbing headache and a sickening feeling of dizziness. She tried to take note of her surroundings but the dawn bright winter light entering the room through the silk curtains made it nearly impossible. She hastily closed her eyes, for the sake of her brain's health.

"Knock knock"

She knew she had drunk last night, but she failed to remember how in the hell she had ended up in her bed. Softly raising her hand to her head, she applied a Mystical Palm Technique (Medical Jutsu) on it, making her headache slowly fade away. She proceeded at the same time on trying to remember the events on her last night.

"Knock knock"

She first remembered the bar she was drinking at… She had chosen the place as it was near her hotel enough, so she wouldn't get lost or something. Then, she reminisced entering and commanding a bottle of saké…

"Knock knock"

She remembered the old, small, wrinkled and bald bartender, bringing a smile to her face, but she couldn't place why. She then recalled hiding from something, it was a bit embarrassing but she felt like she was avoiding something… or someone… did she owe them money? Could they be a threat to her? That seemed a bit odd…

"Knock knock"

She interrupted her jutsu, irritated by the headache and unceasing knocking. She glared at the small chamber's door.

"Come in, Shizune!" she groaned loudly.

While the door opened gently, she intended to get out of bed before discovering her… nudity. In a quick and swift move of panic, she brought the white blanket up to her eyes level.

'What the hell?! I never sleep naked!'

-Shizune-

Shizune, stood on the door frame with breakfast on a plate and Tonton, Tsunade's small ninja pig right behind her, oinking lazily. Both had just woken up an hour ago.

It was about 11 AM. Yet, Tsunade's room was still quite dark due to the closed curtains, the only dim light illuminating the bed.

Shizune was glad to hear during the night that her mentor had safely come back home, even though she waked her in the process. The blond woman had ridiculously made a lot of noise, as if she was struggling to find her door or her bed, moaning loudly from frustration…

It was evident that the fair-skinned blond kunoichi was hurting, desperately trying to find refuge in drinking and gambling.

The jōnin had tried a lot of times to talk her out of it, but the Sannin's stubbornness and short-temper always got the best of her. For now, she didn't really know what to do for the Sannin, but she promised herself to never give up on the blonde.

"Good morning, Tsunade-sama. I've brought you coffee, milk, and some bread, I ho-" the second she took a step into the room, she saw Tsunade, weirdly wrapped beneath her blanket, tense visibly, her face blazing red.

"T-Tsunade-sama, are you okay?" she asked, moving towards the side of the bed. She was halfway there when Tsunade practically yelled at her. "Shizune, stop!"

The jōnin frowned but obeyed her sensei and stopped. "O…Okay…" she whispered, slowly putting down the plate on the wooden floor, then looking up, she saw the blonde's face now so red, she wondered how she had still not passed out from the amount blood in her head.

Obviously, something was wrong.

"Tsunade-sama? What's wrong?" she asked, now really concerned.

"Shi-Shizune, p-please come back later. R-right now I-I'm a bit bus-" the blonde stuttered, looking at anything but Shizune's eyes.

Seeing the Sannin feeling embarrassed worried her even more.

But as Tsunade babbled, the black haired girl noticed something moving under the sheets right next to the blond woman. Slowly assimilating what she just saw, she stormed off the room with a brusque shunshin (Body Flicker), slamming the door behind her while screaming apologies.

As she walked the furthest away possible from the room, Shizune grabbed the blonde's small pet pig Tonton and tried to find something to distract her from wondering who was the man Tsunade spent the night with.

'Oh Kami… I hope it doesn't become a thing like the gambling!' the medic-nin cried. She then gasped in realization. 'So that was the noises I heard?!' she shivered. 'Ugh… Gross!'

-Tsunade-

While she thought being found naked pretty embarrassing, she also found Shizune's reaction quite exaggerated. They were both women after all.

The Senju peacefully let her blanket fall over her body, then got back in her reminiscing session, as not recalling anything more than commanding saké.

Though, her heart almost stopped as she felt a hand softly gripping a feature she was very famous for.

That was a male hand.

That meant that a man was there.

In her bed.

While she was naked.

'Kami, how didn't I notice that…! So that's why Shizune freaked out?! Shit!'

As she regained her bearings from the sudden attack, she noticed the large bump hidden underneath her sheets besides her move softly, as well as light snores. So, before she killed the intruder, she decided to learn his identity.

Lifting slowly the white layer preparing for the worse, she noticed bright blond spiky hair, then the face of a famous shinobi: Konoha's Yellow Flash, Namikaze Minato, calmly asleep under her sheets.

At his sight, memories from the late night all flashed before her eyes.

'Shit! How the…Am I Hokage-cursed or something?!'

As good as the night was… from the glimpses of memories she had at least, she knew that was a mistake. A massive mistake. Was there any bigger word than massive?

'Fuckin' saké!'

She realized with a sigh that the man's hand was still laying on her 'gifted' chest with a small grin unconsciously appearing on his goofy face, making her boil in anger.

Asleep or not, that wasn't something she was just going to accept.

'There's no way that baka enjoy himself any more than he already has.'

She cracked her knuckles.

-Minato-

That morning, Minato had a dreamless sleep. Though, it was surprisingly comfortable, soft, pleasant and incredibly smooth. Well, at least, until blatant pain he suffered from when he woke up.

Completely disoriented at the heavy blow, Minato took a minute to recover from the seemingly punch he received on the top of his head, leaving a relatively big hairy bump there.

Quickly taking account of his surroundings, and accommodating to the dim, yet blinding light, he froze when he realized he was naked in what he thought was a bed.

"Wha… W-Where am I?" he growled, the sound his own voice intensifying his already cruel headache.

"Somewhere you should have never been, asshole!" a female voice rumbled.

Minato's eyes widened in fear, jumping out of the bed in a blink of an eye. In the process, he swiftly caught his Hokage hat, lying on the floor with the rest of their scattered clothes, and tried to hide his intimacy the least ridiculously way… without success.

Tsunade just watched the reaction with a mocking smirk. Wrapped in the white sheets, she quickly remembered what they had just done, rapidly made her lose her cool.

"T-T-Tsunade-hime?! Oh, Kami…!" he cried, still wide-eyed. "D-D-Did we just-"

"PLEASE! Please, don't say it out loud, jerk!" she heckled.

Minato complied, but still didn't truly understand what was happening to him, until he started to slowly recall the events of their last night.

His eyes widened so much, Tsunade feared they'd fallen.

"T-This isn't right…" he babbled.

Tsunade raised her eyebrows and snickered.

"What? Don't like older women?"

"N-No, it's not about that, Tsunade-hime, it's just… It was… it was... unexpected?"

They stayed silent, staring at each other for a minute when the blonde shook her head.

"Unexpected? Brat, you took advantage of me, last night! I should kill you, asshole!" she growled.

"I'd never do that, Tsunade-chan! Hell, I even drank more than you! Plus, you are the one who brought me here!"

It was true: and all for that stupid bet of her! Back then, both were madly intoxicated and their forgotten mutual friend Jiraiya already unconscious. Then, Tsunade had challenged him to drink a bottle by himself. It took him some time, but he somehow got through.

He didn't even remember what he was supposed to win for that…

"Tsunade-CHAN?" she yelled. "You don't know me, dickhead…!"

Before she could continue, the Hokage held his hands in the air defensively.

"Wait! Wait! Listen…" Minato said, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. "This whole thing was a hell of a mistake…"

"That's my line!"

"…But there's no point in arguing even more about all that. What's done is done." he continued calmly. "Now… I think I'll go then we both forget about that… unfortunate accident. Right?"

Tsunade got a bit angered to see his calm attitude.

By blaming him, she was unconsciously trying to convince herself she wasn't responsible of that 'accident'.

She's never had really had a one-night-stand before… it was… perturbing.

"Alright… Let's… forget about that. you'd fuckin' better keep it all for yourself or I swear I'll make your life a living hell!" the blond Hokage nodded shakily. "Now, could you… could you please leave?" she said, side-eyeing the blond man.

"Sure… I-… Just, do you mind… Err… y'know… not look while I dress?" he told her nervously, pointing the hat he used as a cover.

Tsunade snickered, slowly turning her head away from the muscular shinobi. "Tsk! Pretty hard to un-see that, you know?" she muttered with a cheeky smile.

Blushing hard, Minato quickly dressed, then headed for the window. Opening it in an instant, he chuckled. "Have a pleasant day, Tsunade-chan."

Responded by a terrifying glare, he quickly left, still muddled by what happened. Life was sure full of surprises.

Later that day, he found Jiraiya wandering off in the cold the streets, still a bit dizzy. He told his former student about his money being robbed while he was passed out. The poor Sannin was deeply annoyed by that, and of course, he would have never suspected both of his former apprentice and teammate were the responsible and had used it to buy saké.

Jiraiya also asked the blond shinobi why he hadn't helped him walk to the hotel so he could have slept on a bed instead of an uncomfortable, stinky alleyway. To that, the Yondaime just told him he got as drunk as him and found trouble with a woman he met later. That wasn't technically a lie, and Minato was not a liar, but he swore to Tsunade he wouldn't even think about it.

Thankfully, Jiraiya didn't press him into a detailed explanation, he instead looked greatly proud of his student. However, he proceeded in warning him again about the dangers of women and lust for shinobi.

Minato smiled at his lecture, lost in his thoughts. The small Village of Kosuge now held memories he'd certainly never forget.

-Tsunade-

Minato had just left her room with a Shunshin, letting some cold air flow into the room. Sighing heavily, Tsunade got out of bed a moment later before quickly getting dressed. She was also glad Shizune couldn't to see the man she had shared her bed with, so the secret wouldn't be unveiled.

'I trust her, but the less people know about it, the better.' she thought.

The accident convinced herself she wouldn't drink saké before a long time.

It only seemed to bring her more trouble than solutions.

The blonde hastily ate the breakfast on the tray Shizune brought, then head out to find her pupil. Then, taking one last quick glance at her bed, rubbed her eyes, and left.

'Well… I guess it could have been worse.' she sighed with a smirk.

"PREGNANT?!"

"I-I checked three times, Tsunade-sama, I'm sure, now. It also explains your nauseas, and you being two months late…" Shizune muttered, patting carefully the blonde's shoulder.

Tsunade was frozen, looking far in distance to process what she just learned, her brain gears working in full speed.

Being a medic, she had recognized the symptoms but had strictly denied the possibility.

She, Senju Tsunade of the Sannin, pregnant?

'Fuck! Could my life really could get any worse?'

Slowly getting over the shock, Tsunade suddenly got up from her chair, surprising both of her apprentice and Tonton trying to comfort her.

'Shizune!' she violently barked.

"H-Hai!" she answered, a bit taken aback by the Sannin's unpredictable mood.

"Pack our bags! We're leaving for Konoha!" she ordered as if it was obvious.

"K-Konoha…?" Shizune stammered incredulously. Her mentor had sworn to never return to the Hidden Leaf Village, due to all the deaths and trauma she associated to it.

"Shizune! We're going to find the son of a bitch who knocked me up!" she yelled, raising her fist, the eyes shining with blood lust. Shizune gasped and silently prayed for whoever was the baby's father and the pain he will soon have to suffer. Shaking her head, she ran to prepare for their long travel.

-Hokage's Residence Roof-

The sun was peacefully setting over Konoha before the Fourth Hokage.

The landscape was truly amazing and peaceful. From the orange and yellow sunlight draping over Konoha's buildings, to the small kids having fun and laughing in the streets; the sight was a nice reminder of everything the blond Kage fought and worked hard for: peace and prosperity.

"Um… I liked coming up there. It gave me a little peace of mind when things went south." he heard his predecessor, Hiruzen Sarutobi, mutter behind him.

"So do I, Hiruzen-san…" he said, smiling. Swiftly turning his back to the village, he looked at the white haired man. "Jiraiya-sensei, do you have anything to report from your travels?"

"Well, not really. Nothing too alarming has caught my attention, for now, at least. I think I-" Jiraiya stopped and his eyes widened, looking behind the Yondaime. "What the hell is that?" he whispered, squinting forcefully.

Following his gaze, Minato turned back to watch the village again. Though, this time, he spotted a large trail of dust, elevating in the air and making its way to the Hokage's office through the alleys and streets of Konoha. The thing was moving very fast, making it hard to identify.

"Who's that?" he asked, his eyebrows raised, oblivious to the storm coming at him.

"It's… moving towards us…" Jiraiya whispered.

"Wait…" Hiruzen started. "Is that-"

However, shouts interrupted him, each time a bit louder, until they finally started to be comprehensible.

"MINATOO, YOU MOT…UCKER!"

Konoha's citizens didn't even get to recognize the blond Sannin returning to their village at the speed she ran. They only saw dirt and dust spreading across the streets screaming obscenities, some believed it was some young delinquent genin.

The Yondaime blinked repeatedly when he recognized the human being behind all this hysteria, while Hiruzen and Jiraiya stared wide-eyed at the blond woman racing against the building wall before jumping above their heads.

Once she landed on the roof with a loud long thud, the maniac woman, foaming like an enraged dog, looked around for her prey before finally locking eyes with Konoha's Yellow Flash.

"YOU!" she said, pointing her finger aggressively to the confused Hokage.

Though, before she could make a step towards him, two ANBU appeared between them.

"P-Please, Tsunade-sama! Stay back or we'll have to subdue you!" the Owl ANBU asked, his shaky voice betraying the lack of confidence he had in fighting the legendary Sannin.

"ANBU!" Minato, closing his eyes, called. "You two are dismissed. Please, leave."

"HAI!" They both shouted, with a tone that could be hinting a smile of relief, then shunshin'd away.

"Now," Minato said, his eyes still shut, with a serene tone that unnerved even more Tsunade. "What's the matter?"

"Yeah, hime. You know, you can't just barge in the village like a mad man, and disrespect the Hokage like that." Jiraiya said calmly. With that, the poor fool approached her, and placed his left hand on the woman's shoulder, whose eyes widened worryingly at the contact. And with a smile, he added. "It's not like he's done anything wrong!"

Shizune, who had walked slower than the blonde, just arrived to the Hokage's mansion roof when she heard a piercing scream that could have been certainly heard in the Land of Water.

She looked up to see in horror an agonizing Jiraiya, holding his left arm twisted in an unbelievable overhand knot. For a second, she feared Jiraiya-sama was the baby's father, until she noticed Tsunade's frightening glare directed at the white-cloaked blond Kage.

The poor man was now visibly worried after watching his former mentor getting brutally wrecked.

"AARGHH! MY ARM!" the dumbfounded Jiraiya cried out, peering at his knotted arm. "MY ARM! Oh Kami… That… That's not genjutsu! W-WHY TSUNADE?!"

However, his sobs were ignored as Tsunade once again began making her way to the blond, her raised finger turning into a clenched fist.

The Hokage, now honestly scared for his life, deeply regretted his ANBU. But he thanked the heavens when he was once again saved, but this time by Hiruzen who stepped in front of him. The former Hokage was himself confused by the scene he had to spectate.

"Tsunade," he said slowly. "What is the meaning of all this?"

Tsunade slightly calmed down at his voice and kept staring at the panicked Kage.

"Sensei…" she began, emitting a killing intent that shook everyone on the roof. "I'm two-month pregnant."

Minato froze, like struck by a thunderstorm.

Sarutobi, quickly figuring the father's identity, struggled to catch his breath.

"WHAT?! YOU, PREGNANT?! Hime, who's the father?" Jiraiya asked incredulously, after a moment.

'Damn! Who's the genius who knocked Senju Tsunade up?' the Sage thought, wincing at the unbearable pained arm.

"Tsk!" Tsunade gasped and violently turned her head halfway to him. "Your dumbass of a student!"

At these words, Jiraiya's eyes rolled up in his head, passing out immediately, from both the intolerable pain and the shock of his protégé doing the unimaginable. Shizune decided to go fix and heal the poor Sannin.

"Now, you, asshole!" Tsunade yelled to the young blond. "You'd better take your responsibility for this kid or I'll make sure you can't make others anymore!"

At this, Minato came of his daze.

"Err… Wow… Sure I-I'm… I'll take care of my child, of course!" he assured.

"Good!" After a pause, she said. "And also, the baby won't stay in Konoha!"

"Yeah… yeah… sure… WAIT! What?! You can't just leave Konoha like that!" he yelled.

"I can, Minato. This place is way too dangerous. The kid won't know safety, here!" she said harshly approaching him.

"So you think leaving with no one else but you to protect our baby is a good idea?"

"There won't be any danger I can't handle out there, Minato! I know what I'm sayi-"

"If you don't want to stay in Konoha. Fine. Leave. But the baby stays here!"

"WHAT?! I'm the mother, idiot! I'm the one who decide that!"

"Well, I'm the father, so I guess I have a word to say about my child's life, don't you think?!"

"KIDS!" Hiruzen barked loudly, cutting the argument. "There's no need to fight when both of you are on the same side; you both want the better for your kid!"

The two parents briefly glanced at each other.

"Listen," Hiruzen continued, "You two are famous, gifted shinobi of the Hidden Leaf…"

"Not anym-" Tsunade began, but Hiruzen quickly raised his hand.

"But, you, also have plenty of enemies… Obviously, this was not something you were expecting..." The two blonds tried avoiding each other's gaze as they listened to the Sandaime's words. "But you got to realize that the kid will be in already danger, for being your kid but also the heir of the Senju Clan..."

"Tell us something we don't know, sensei." the Slug Princess sighed.

"I'm trying to find a compromise there, Tsunade..." the old man grunted, he then scratched his white haired chin. "Now… I suggest you that we keep your pregnancy secret... Of course, it means you won't go through it in Konoha... but rather in a hideout our shinobi forces don't use anymore... I'm actually thinking of a place, about a few hours from here, in some clearing..."

"WHAT?! I won't give birth to my baby in the middle of a damn forest!" the Sannin yelled, crossing her arms.

"I didn't say you would, Tsunade!" Hiruzen grumbled, rubbing his eyes in annoyance. "The place is also near of a small village named Kariwa. With that, you won't find yourself confined during your pregnancy. However, you'll have to hide your identity… maybe under a Henge… that you seem to have mastered…" he muttered with a small smirk, that quickly disappeared at the chilling glare he received in response.

"So where will she give birth, then?" Minato asked tiredly. The blond had been a father for barely half an hour, and he already felt like leading a village was easier.

"Well, to me, the delivery should take place in Konoha, you two's birthplace. But again, we shall keep it secret for a moment…"

"Ugh… Alright, I'm fine with the birthplace thing and all… But then what? We can't just keep the kid hidden forever!" Tsunade said confused.

"It all depends to what you, parents, think is the best for the child. I personally don't fully trust some people from Konoha… though I don't like the idea of hiding away from here either, especially when we can offer some good protection. The best would be to give the kid the most normal childhood."

The three of them stayed silent for a moment, contemplating their options.

Crazy how saké could change a life.

"Being parents is no damn fun…" Tsunade finally whispered with a pout.

'Ugh… actually, guess there's actually a bigger word for "massive mistake": Unexpected Pregnancy!'

A/N: Chapter 2 will soon be posted! Don't forget to review!

Update 1 : Changed Chapter Title, and disclaimers.