Title: A Love Story
Summary: Naruto and all the characters in this series are not owned by me.
Spoiler: Chapter 382
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He always believed in living life to the fullest. Maybe that was why he never married, never had children, never stayed in one place for a long time, and never committed himself to anything or anyone (except maybe to his unrequited love for the Slug Sannin a.k.a. the current Gondaime).
His stories were always about romance, betrayal, secrets; the hidden meanings of his own vagabond life. Behind all his arrogance being one of the great shinobis of the Leaf and being a famous bestseller drifter-writer, he thinks that his life is one great big joke. Of course, he dreamt of going out with something spectacular like beating the head of Akatsuki, which he recently discovered as one of his former students: a gifted and dangerous child. After this, perhaps he'll be remembered as the great man that he sometimes believed he is.
But right now, looking down at the dusty floor of his final battle ground, he can't but think about all his failures: to save his sensei, to save his most valiant apprentice, to save his friend; even his failures (with an s) to win the heart of the only woman he ever loved. He really is a petty and insignificant man.
Heheh.. but well, he is full of love, though. He's got to give himself that.
He is the still the most passionate man he ever knew, even until a certain blond kid with the piercing blue eyes and a demeanor of the most persistent bull and a serious clown, came along to snatch that title for himself.
Hahah.. like he'd allow that.
Dying can be such a pain, Jiraiya thought. There's the blood, the broken bones, the stink you can't imagine when you've soiled yourself because your bowels have finally given up. But these did not bother him on the last minute, because he finally realized that all his passion were not for naught. He was the sensei of the 4th Leaf Hokage, and he trained the Destined Child, the next Hokage, the most passionate shinobi aside from himself; the most perverted shinobi aside from himself and the inventor of the Sexy-jutsu.
"Hahah.." he thought as blood gushed from his mouth; "is that my blood? Darn"
But he is back. He proved to himself that what they say about dying is true: you see your whole life passing through your eyes, including all the embarrassing moments, especially that time when the girl of your dreams beat your face to pulp for peeking through the bamboo slats covering the hot spring where she's relaxing. But he was glad that what stood out were the really cool and gallant moments.
Now, back to business, he's got too tell the Head Sage the real identity of Pain, the man with the 6-ways eyes. He decided not to give up, to die in the way of a real shinobi and not of a wuss perverted drifter. In one second, Pa is free, mumbling stuff like "I've got it all", or something.
His last thoughts were of Naruto, the Chosen Child. Now, that is a good thought. Jiraiya: the great teacher of the Destined Child, the great Sannin who was the ultra-mega-kick-ass Spy who died in the name of his love for adventure, for his Village, for his one and only Tsunade (?!), for his student, and for his people.
That was really a cheesy one.
It was nice, though.
"The life of a great shinobi ends" - Nope; too grim.
"The greatest adventure of all" – hmm.. even cheesier.
"Jiraiya, the pervert" – catchy but not descriptive enough, doesn't give him enough love.
Maybe it should be a love story; he's a passionate guy after all.
Yeah.
I can always change it any time.. esp. when I get flamed or something.
Yeah. Surely.
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Note: I've always wanted to write a fanfiction for Naruto and there had been lots of plots that passed through my mind. But after reading chapter 382, I remembered that Jiraiya is actually one of my most favorite characters; so, this one's for him.
