Dysfunctional Family Chapter 7: Like going in Reverse, a naruto fanfic

AN: SOOOO sorry for the long wait! I've been so busy this past week you wouldn't believe! But I just started relaxing today when I realized, "CRAP! I have to update something!" So I went zoom-zoom-zoom and boom! Here's the next chapter!

Disclaimer: Gimme and N, now an O, and a T, how bout an H, as well as an I, now an N, and finally, gimme a G! What's that spell?

Whiskey eyes smoldered with an apprehensive fire. Before her stood her shaky little boy, well he wasn't so little anymore, but he was still as much that cute little twelve year-old she met all those years ago.

But now he stood a bit broken; his eyes weren't as bright, but sharp and intense. His shoulders were slumped and his normal fox-like grin was nowhere in sight.

It was scary.

"Naruto…" Tsunade started quietly, still not able to read him properly and unsure of how safe the waters she was treading were. His cerulean orbs snapped up to meet her honey-brown. At least he was listening to her.

"How did it go?" He stayed silent for some time, staring at his blonde baa-chan, and she could have sworn his bottom lip had trembled, but she wouldn't dare point it out in front of his team. Naruto finally took a breath to speak.

"Not too good, baa-chan. He…he got away…again." He muttered the last part angrily. Tsunade had to hold herself from jumping from her seat and wrapping her arms around him, to just bury him in her arms and never let him go. But again, he was a teenager, and a boy; public displays of affection were a big no-no.

"What do you plan on doing now?" Their eyes were still locked.

"We're not giving up." He answered for his team, Sakura nodding sharply off on the side.

"Alright then…"

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Over time, Jiraiya had learned the various in and outs of the famed big red building that sat in the center of the village, so well he could sneak in to his blonde goddess's office without alerting the copious ANBU keeping invisible watch.

And today being like any other day, the toad sannin was making his slinky way to her wall of windows; reaching the first one he knew she always kept open for him. His calloused fingers got hold of the glass, ready to pull it open, but he stopped when voices sounded from inside.

"…are you sure you're alright? You can stay here for a while if you want, we can talk…" It was Tsunade, her soft voice gentle and soothing as she watched the person in front of her carefully.

"But you're busy, and-."

"I can take the rest of the day off." Wow, she didn't sound the least bit desperate about it, not like the way she whines to Shizune. Jiraiya felt it was about time to reveal himself, pushing open the window and popping his head in.

"Have you become so uncivilized that you've forgotten how to use doors?" Tsunade snapped as she watched him slide in, hands raised in a ready defense. She was clearly agitated, he noticed it was the kind she got when she was protecting something, or someone.

"I thought the window would be easier…I don't like it when the receptionist ogles me." Jiraiya gave his blondes a lecherous grin, avoiding the pen Tsunade threw at his head.

"You have a receptionist?" Naruto quizzed with a cocked head, blue eyes sparkling with childish curiosity, something only he could pull of at his age.

"She's Shizune's replacement-!"

"What happened to Shizune?" Naruto cried, totally lost.

"No, no, no, she's not-!"

"Shizune is just a little sick. She'll be back tomorrow…" Tsunade explained through clenched teeth with her slender fingers rubbing her temples.

"Oh…that was a lame joke, Pervy Sage!" Naruto blubbered and folded his arms across his chest.

"Anyway…take the day off, Tsunade. We could all go grab some lunch and talk…" Jiraiya conveniently changed the conversation, sending his obsidian eyes over to his busty blonde, and then glancing at his sun-kissed boy.

"And don't say you can't because I heard you offer yourself up to Naruto. So, sweet cheeks, you hungry?"

"Sweet cheeks…?" Naruto mumbled as he looked between the sannin.

"Call me sweet cheeks one more time and I'll gouge out your eyes with chopsticks and throw them down an ugly old lady's shirt." With the threat known, Tsunade rose from her chair and walked around her desk, putting her hand on Naruto's shoulder and leading him out, leaving Jiraiya to visualize the pain.

"Oww…" The pervert hurried after his blondes, lips sealed.

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"Sasuke sounds a lot like Orochimaru…" Jiraiya mumbled distantly as he slurped up more of his noodles, Tsunade finishing her second bowl and went ahead and ordered another. Naruto was right in front of her when his fourth steaming bowl was placed before him.

"He does…" Tsunade sighed and played with her chopsticks while Naruto dug into his ramen.

"He just seems so…far away, you know? Like no matter how hard I try, there's just this enormous gap between us that I don't think I can fill." His hungry pace slowed as he stared into the golden broth. Jiraiya on the other end did the same, remembering how horribly he had failed when it came to his friend.

"I know what you mean." He breathed and started drinking his broth. Sitting in the middle, Tsunade was handed her third serving. She looked at both of her companions with sad eyes before she took her first bite.

"History repeats itself…" Both of them looked to her as she twisted her chopsticks and took a bite, the two immediately coming to a telekinetic consensus.

Yes it does.

Now all you pervy men know what will happen when you call women sweet cheeks. This is your warning!

PEACE :P