Romance underneath

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Once Tsunade asked him why he didn't try to write anything else beside the perverted novels, like romance. He closed his eyes, a frown jumping on his face as he pretended to seriously think about it. Then he shrugged and said he simply never tried.

She called him lazy, shaking her head away and told him that he should try because that would be one book she'd like to read. Dark grin settled on his face and his hand cupped a feel of her ass which promptly earned him a slap that sent him in the next wall.

Tsunade never again asked him to write a romance novel.

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He did write a romance novel, however. A novel with a story that makes history shame itself and hide in some dark corner and with a bittersweet ending that breaks hearts.

He wrote it a week after she died and all in one sitting.