Story: I've Always Wondered

Chapter: Prologue

"Another drink, Jiraiya?" Tsunade slurred as she poured more sake into his cup.

"Sure," Jiraiya consented and gave a drunken smile to his favorite slug princess.

"What?" she murmured before she finished off another cup of sake.

"Nothing," Jiraiya responded, a little afraid to get reacquainted with Tsunade's freakish tomboy strength again and as he often did. He thought drunkenly, "If I play my cards right, I can avoid that tonight."

"Right," she muttered with a warning tone as well as a look on her face that read, "You better not be thinking anything about me, you super perv or you'll on the receiving end of my fist."

Tsunade attempted to pour herself another cup of sake, but failed miserably as the beverage once again was poured onto the table. Jiraiya couldn't help but laugh at her. She glared at him which caused him to stop. He backed off a little bit. A few moments later with her still trying to pour sake into her cup, Jiraiya finally decided to grab it out of her hands. Hoping that she didn't hit, but at this point he didn't care.

"Baka, give me back the sake!" she screamed and ready to punch him if he didn't give it back to her.

"If I don't there won't be any sake left!" he exclaimed getting a little of his courage back.

"Give it back now!" she ordered.

"No, I won't. I think you've had enough and that you should go to bed," he stated, holding his ground with her.

She tried to grab the coveted drink from his hand, but to no avail and landed on the table. She tried to get up again and grab the bottle but the second time she fell back into the chair. Jiraiya got up, put the bottle somewhere she couldn't reach. He walked back to the table she was occupying in her home and gently picked her up. On the way to her room she began protesting.

"No, I'm not putting you Tsunade," he stated sternly. "You are drunk and you are going to bed."

"I'm not drunk, Baka! I can hold my sake better than you can!" she protested.

"Yeah, sure, you can and that's why you were unable to pour the sake into your cup," he told her.

"Shut up, Baka," she said as they reached her room.

It only took a few strides for Jiraiya to reach Tsunade's bed. Of all the scenario's he imagined in his head involving this moment, carrying a drunk Tsunade to bed was not one of them. As Jiraiya was laying her down onto her bed, Tsunade realized something: how handsome he was. It could have been the sake talking, but right now she didn't care. She lifted her head closer to his and joined their lips into a passionate kiss. Jiraiya shocked by this pulled away and said worriedly, "Tsunade, we shouldn't be doing this."

"Jiraiya," she whispered into his ear. "I want this right now. Don't argue with me."

She began to kiss him passionately again. He complied by returning the passion in their kiss.

Tsunade woke up the next morning with a hangover. All her memories except Jiraiya being over were blanketed in a drunken haze. The more alert she became the more she heard someone snoring heavily next to her. She looked to her left and there was Jiraiya covered from the waist down in her light blue bed sheet. After seeing that, her memories became clearer than they were just moments before. She felt the anger rise inside her. She was angry more at herself than him, but that didn't stop her from taking it out on him.

"Jiraiya," she shrieked. "Get up you perverted baka!"

He began to stir from his peaceful slumber, but for Tsunade he was doing it fast enough. So as Tsunade was getting out of bed, she pulled her toad-like associate out of her bed and slapped him repetitively on both sides of his face to make sure he was alert. Then she began running around the room gathering his cloths. When that task was done, she pushed Jiraiya out of her room and threw his belongs at him. Before slamming the door in his face, she screamed frantically, "This will not happen again. And it will not happen again!"

Once the door was shut, Jiraiya began to pound on the door fiercely and yelling, "Tsunade! Tsunade! We need to talk about this. Let me in. Dammit, Tsunade."

To make him stop Tsunade shouted feeling tears sting her eyes, "Go away, Jiraiya! Please just leave me alone!"

He kept on screaming her name but after awhile he stopped. Tsunade thought she heard him walked away from her bedroom door and slam the main door shut. She slide down the door onto the floor, grabbed her knees closer to her, and began to cry into them.

She whispered to herself between the tears she shed, "What have I done? What have I done in the name of one night of passion?"