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Written for an IRC crack drabble challenge involving a random pairing generator. Go figure.
Finding Inspiration
By Rociel
28 September 2004
Jiraiya kept his tracks well hidden. He was a Sannin afterall, adept to all sorts of field combat and cloaked under the cover of dark desires. So far, he had not been noticed. He could not resist a leery guffaw. The target of his fixation was undressing now. And what a lovely figure she had. That heavy mass of blonde hair fell over her shoulders teasingly. How he would love to cart her off and use her as his main model for inspiration. Just thinking about all the naughty things he could write in the next chapter of his Icha Icha Paradise was turning him on again.
"A little more to the left... yes. Ahh... Eh? Where did that foxy imp go?" He adjusted his telescope. And promptly felt a huge paper fan smack him over the head. "Jiraiya-sama!" came Ino's affronted voice.
He turned to face the angry youth, and came up with the lamest excuse he could, "Eh...I thought it was Naruto with his Sexy no Jutsu. Really."
End.
Written for an IRC crack drabble challenge involving a random pairing generator. Go figure.
Finding Inspiration
By Rociel
28 September 2004
Jiraiya kept his tracks well hidden. He was a Sannin afterall, adept to all sorts of field combat and cloaked under the cover of dark desires. So far, he had not been noticed. He could not resist a leery guffaw. The target of his fixation was undressing now. And what a lovely figure she had. That heavy mass of blonde hair fell over her shoulders teasingly. How he would love to cart her off and use her as his main model for inspiration. Just thinking about all the naughty things he could write in the next chapter of his Icha Icha Paradise was turning him on again.
"A little more to the left... yes. Ahh... Eh? Where did that foxy imp go?" He adjusted his telescope. And promptly felt a huge paper fan smack him over the head. "Jiraiya-sama!" came Ino's affronted voice.
He turned to face the angry youth, and came up with the lamest excuse he could, "Eh...I thought it was Naruto with his Sexy no Jutsu. Really."
End.