Hi! New chapter, and I have a couple things to say

Brandi mentioned that the story needs fanart. I have NO problem with fanart. However, if you are going to do fanart for this story and post it anywhere please put the link to this story where you post it. Send me a link too! I'd love to see it!

I've done a few fanarts myself and I'll post links ASAP

I'm out like a gay boyscout XD. I'm just kidding, I have no room to talk. -is Bi-

And I want a PM or review stating what gender you think the baby will be. I MUST have these before I post chapter 5

Chapter 4:

"I really see no point in this." Tsunade mumbled. She stood beside a wall in the room that was intended for the baby, Jiraiya had taken a piece of chalk and traced Tsunade's profile on the wall. He wrote "2 months" where her stomach was drawn. The walls had a gender-neutral green paint on them, that way if it was a boy or a girl they wouldn't have to repaint. Tsunade had watched Jiraiya and Nawaki paint it. Other than that, there wasn't much to the room yet. "There is a point." Jiraiya said with a grin. "To keep track of how big-" he stopped, trying to choose his words carefully because her eyes flared with anger. "How big the baby gets!" he finished.

"You were going to say how big I get!" she shouted.

"Tsunade, I didn't mean-"

"Well, when I'm huge and unattractive, just remember who made me that way!" she stomped off.

"Now, Tsunade," he called after her, and followed her to where she stood in the living room, just folding clothes because she'd rather busy herself with something rather than nothing. "I'm sorry." he said remorsefully. "I won't do it if you don't want to." She looked up from the shirt of Nawaki's she was folding, and smiled. "Oh, I think it's a cute idea."

He raised an eyebrow. "But you just said-"

"Oh, that's just mood swings, sweetheart." she said affectionately, and she set the shirt down, patted his cheek and went into the kitchen.

"I am so confused." he muttered, placing his hand on his forehead. Nawaki peeped out from around the corner. "Is she out of her angry rampage?" he asked. Jiraiya nodded. He sighed in relief. "Good, she was so mad she almost threw her Abbey Road mug at me."

"The mug? She almost threw the mug?"

Nawaki nodded. "She's one angry pregnant lady."

Jiraiya sighed. "How are we going to survive the next 7 months?"

"We? I'm hoping I can get housing so I don't have to worry about surviving!"

Jiraiya glared at him. "Ha! You're funny, Nawaki!" he said sarcastically.

Meanwhile, Tsunade sat in the kitchen. A bowl of strawberry ice cream sat in front of her. She ate it happily. "Yum." she said smugly. The father and uncle of her child stood in the doorway of the kitchen, staring wide eyed at her. "What?" she asked, her mouth full of ice cream. Not only was it ice cream, but chunks of pickles as well. "Want some?" She offered, holding out her bowl. They shook their heads slowly. "You do know there's pickles in that, right?" Jiraiya asked.

She nodded. "Yeah, why?"

"I just wanted to make sure you knew."

"Nee-chan, that's g-" Jiraiya slapped a hand over Nawaki's mouth. "Say anything, Nawaki, and you DIE by hands of pregnant woman." he whispered. Tsunade waited for Nawaki to finish his sentence.

"That's great!. . .Nee-chan. . ." he said slowly.

"I know, isn't it?" Tsunade said excitedly as she continued eating. "I think I'll go train now. . ." Nawaki said, still slightly creeped out by Tsunade's choice of food. "Bye, Nawaki!" she yelled happily, as he left the house. She turned to Jiraiya. "Good, he's gone." she purred. She stood up from her chair. "Um, Tsunade?" He asked. He was standing right across from her, the table just between them. "Mmhm?" she crawled up onto the table towards him. "I-I kind of have to-" Tsunade placed a finger on his lips.

"I am so hot for you right now." she hummed, as she unbuttoned her shirt. Jiraiya stared at her. He was beginning to like this pregnancy thing. She smirked, her blonde hair framing her face beautifully. She tugged on a lock of his silky white hair. Her legs wrapped around his waist as she kissed him passionately. Her shirt half-way off, showing off her black bra. He kissed her back, and leaned her on top of the table. She giggled as he kissed her neck.

"Oh my god!" Nawaki yelped. The two turned to stare at him. "I forget my kunai, I come back, and I find my sister about to get screwed out of her mind, gross!"

He grabbed his weapon pouched, and quickly left. Tsunade and Jiraiya burst into laughter. "I really should be going myself, Tsunade." he said.

"Come on, just a quickie." She said, running her hands on his broad, muscular shoulders.

"Now, this is different. Isn't it supposed to be me begging for sex?"

She grabbed the collar of his dark blue turtle neck. "You know you want to." she said seductively.

Jiraiya shuddered. "Okay, I do."

Orochimaru snorted. "You're late."

"Sorry, snakey." Jiraiya shot back. "I was busy getting laid."

"Yeah right, Tsunade would never-"

"Oh, yeah, that's why she's pregnant right?"

"You never know. She never did say it was your's did she?"

Jiraiya glared. "Orochimaru, you've really been pissing me off lately, don't make me kick your ass."

The other man gave a snort. "Oh that's a laugh."

The white-haired man grabbed the other by the shirt. "I can do it now or later, you decide." he said through his teeth. "Don't you ever insult Tsunade, or my baby."

"Jiraiya!"

The man looked beyond Orochimaru, and let him go. Sarutobi stood there with Sakumo Hatake, a man with spiky silver hair, and a mask. "This is who will be on your team for your next mission." he said. Sakumo gave a slight wave. "And I suggest you stop trying to beat the crap out of Orochimaru."

Jiraiya grumbled. He really did despise that snake-like man.

W00t!

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