Gruffard - Thanks for the compliment. I loved that part too. Heh.

Guest 1 - ...Kakashi is not gay.

XxKnigthtWingxX - He deserved them all.

Slytherin's Pimp - Yeah, totally agree on that part.

Edited 27/01/2013


Chapter 6: Wrong Moment!

~ I would not leave you in your times of trouble. We never could have come this far. I took the good times, I'll take the bad times, I'll take you just the way you are. – Billy Joel

"To do or not do? That's the question..?" Mina asked herself, chewing on her lips.

She glanced down at the object in her hands and then at the door. Jiraiya wouldn't come until five o'clock so that gave her plenty of time to do what she wanted for so long. She was having problems with every single men that was walking near her. It was something she had felt before but this time it was worse than ever, it was like she couldn't stop staring. She couldn't stop thinking about things that made her blush furiously, something she had no problem with before. She felt ashamed to feel like this and yet another part of her wanted this so badly, she craved it.

She had tried absolutely everything, just to get her mind off this crazy lust for sex, anything but in the end she was doomed.

Food.

Walking, which didn't help at all since she kept staring at the men, or more precisely the part between their legs.

Painting, which she had dubbed as a fail when she couldn't even paint a stupid flower, blame her bad art genes!

Heck, she even had bought Icha Icha, just to get those feelings out of her system. But instead of fixing it, she became even worse and thus she had destroyed it with a pure vengeance.

And now she was in her bedroom, holding this thing that would promise her pure lust and pleasure but her innocence side was preventing her from doing it, though she couldn't be called innocent anymore thanks to a stupid pervert. Reading the instruction once again, she sighed tiredly. Before this pregnancy, she wouldn't have landed in this mess. But she was, and the overloading emotions were killing her.

Damn her hormones and her pregnancy, her cheeks blushed as she stared at the thing in her hands, biting her lips nervously. "To do or not do?"

Creak.

"Tadaima!" came Jiraiya's voice from the front door.

Kuso! "Okaeri!" She called out hurriedly, chucking the "stick of pleasure" under her pillow, right when Jiraiya came in. He frowned, staring at her.

"Mina, are you feeling well?" he asked worriedly.

Mina nodded, laughing sheepishly, a blush creeping up her cheeks, "Hai, Jiraiya."

Jiraiya's frown deepened.

"You sure? You look red. Do you have a fever?" He walked towards her, placing his hands on her forehead.

Kuso! She cursed again when Jiraiya's warmth was enveloping her and she sighed in relief, leaning into the coolness of his hands.

The silver-haired man blinked his eyes, inspecting Mina closely while her eyes were closed. Something seemed off but he didn't know what. First of all, Mina would never speak that nervously, only when she had something to hide. Second, her nervousness was so obviously, even a blind man would see it. And then this fever that came out of nowhere. When he had left he made sure she was alright and had everything she would need.

So, the problem was, what the hell was wrong with her?

When Mina fluttered her eyes open, Jiraiya was back to his previous position, staring intently into her dark cerulean eyes, which were showing confusion at his staring. "Jiraiya?"

"Hmm..?"

Mina squirmed slightly under that intense gaze, her eyes moving down, but then she cursed again – Kuso! – when her eyes were locked with his private parts. Kami, please, not now, not with her sensei. She groaned as the hot feeling between her legs seemed to increase and her hormonal-induced mind was screaming at her to jump Jiraiya's bones.

The said man who was unknown to the potential danger was oblivious to it all. Instead he blinked his eyes again, wondering if he had heard it right?

Did Mina just moan?

Mentally, Mina was frustrated beyond words, she was fighting against these overwhelming feelings but she was losing, for the first time of her life, the Yellow Flash was losing against something insignificant, something called emotions. Granted, she had felt this heat when she was with Kendo, her ex-lover, but never this intense. And oh Kami does Jiraiya even know how he was looking at her?

Outwardly, Mina averted her eyes from Jiraiya's precious jewels after a hard struggle and scooted shyly away from him. She was starting to feel very conscious of the place – her bedroom, on her bed – where she wanted to masturbate and the "stick of pleasure" lying cosily under her giant, fluffy pillow.

Jiraiya scooted closer.

The Yondaime scooted away.

"Mina?"

Meekly, "Yes?"

"What is wrong with you? Since when are you shy like this shy?"

Mina flinched visibly, her inner mind starting to scream worriedly, hoping the man wouldn't notice but she was losing hope in this matter because this was Jiraiya we were talking about, a super-pervert at heart. "Nothing.."

Her eyes moved unwillingly back to his jewels, hidden underneath his clothing.

Jiraiya frowned when she didn't look at him but something else. Raising an eye brow, he followed her gaze and stopped. "Oh!" Dear Kami, this wasn't happening… Tsunade had warned him about something like this but he had waved her worries away, stating that Mina wouldn't be like that. He didn't even listen to her instructions, which made her angry and punch him again, then she had left, saying that he would be sorry.

..and now he was starting to worry.

No wonder she was nervous and shy around him, blushing crazily, avoiding his eyes and staring down there.

What could he do in this case? He swallowed heavily, his fingers twitching as he viewed her again. To his horror, his member was throbbing at her obvious need for him. Oh no! Nononononono! This would not happen again. He cursed when his heart was beating faster, his hand palms sweating profusely. Was he doomed to feel like this whenever he would be near her? For once in his life, Jiraiya cursed himself for picking out such a breathtakingly beautiful student, couldn't she be a man? Everything would have been so much easier if she was a man, going with the name, Namikaze Minato. Unfortunately, life wasn't like that and he had chosen a female student, a female student with absolutely perfect curves, a freaking Tsunade-two with god-like strength and speed.

His eyes widened when he stroked her cheek, it was as if he was hypnotized, something or someone was pulling the strings, not him. He tried stopping it but his will was too weak, No! Stop this! Something in Mina's eyes made him stop and flinch, something very familiar. The hurt when he had taken her innocence against her will, though that would be debatable since she wanted him although in an alcohol-induced state, the lust when she had shouted his name in pure ecstasy, the betrayal the day after that, their father-daughter relationship which was shattered after that. Everything went downhill from that day, would he want to experience it all over again? Would he want to see and feel her anger, her sadness, her entire chaotic emotions?

He pulled his hands back, clenching them tightly against his legs as he looked away, not wanting to see the disgust in her eyes, "Umm.. are you hungry?" Maybe he could talk her and himself out of those feelings.

Mina nodded slowly, snapping from her stupor, "I-I… would like some dango."

He nodded hurriedly, running towards the kitchen and leaned against the fridge, enjoying the coolness as he breathed in and out. This was bad, very very bad. He didn't know if he could hold himself back for a second time. He wanted to get this steam off. So with amazing speed, he warmed the dango up, put them on a plate and brought it to Mina, without looking at her, "I have to meet sensei. I'll see you tonight. Will you be able to handle yourself?"

Mina nodded, "Hai...," somehow feeling hurt at his dismissal.

"Good.." With that he disappeared.

Mina sighed softly, looking at the dango in her hands and weirdly, she was feeling disgusted by the sugary aroma coming from the hot sweetness. Putting the plate on her night drawers, she dropped herself on her bed, feeling very confused. She lifted her hands in the air, watching it glow an orange-pinkish glow underneath the sun rays. "What should I do?"

Then, her mind wavered back to the object hidden under her pillows… "To do or not do..?"

-:-

Jiraiya cursed loudly, walking towards a very familiar place, somewhere he went frequently, ever since he was put as Mina's caretaker. Not once did he continued his "research", not having the will to do it. Also the fact that Tsunade was staying temporarily in Konoha was also something that pushed him to put it on a hiatus. For now..

"Why hello handsome, back for some more action?" A seductive voice whispered in his ear.

He nodded, letting the beautiful black-haired woman lead him upstairs.

-:-

Mina was gasping loudly, biting her lips to prevent herself from screaming loudly as pleasure overtook her. Her toes curled upwards, her body going rigid and then she collapsed on the bed, taking deep breaths – "In and out." – as the hot sensation between her legs dissipated and was replaced by a feeling worse than lust and desire.

…Namely emptiness and disgust.

-:-

Jiraiya grabbed the woman roughly, closing his eyes as a familiar person appeared in his treacherous mind. "Fuck!" He cursed loudly, pushing those thoughts away.

The woman moaned loudly when he pounded his throbbing member into her wet cavern, putting all his frustration, his need, his lust in this carnal intercourse. And yet, the image of her came back. Would she never leave him alone? Even in his mind she would follow him?

Would he never be able to face her again without these treacherous thoughts and feelings?

"Fuck me harder! Harder!" The girl moaned again, begging him loudly as her breasts moved back and forth, and he grabbed them, squeezing them hardly, making her moan again at the hot sensation. The bed creaked violently against the wall, the sound mixing with the sinful moans and grunts as they echoed around the red-coloured room.

-:-

Mina curled up in a ball, sniffing at the hollow feeling that was trying to crush her. Why was she feeling so unsatisfied, so disgusted, so lonely.

"Lovely.." She muttered quietly, her eyes feeling heavy, sweet darkness lulling her into a world of nothingness, a world where she wouldn't feel like this.

Suddenly, she snapped them open, her eyes swirling with many emotions. She grabbed the stupid thing that made her feel even worse than before and crushed it with her hands, recoiling in disgust when her fingers felt the sticky wetness from her orgasm before.

With shaky legs, she pushed herself up, placing her hands on her giant stomach and padded towards the bathroom, throwing the broken pieces in the bin. One by one, she took off her clothes, using a clone who had transformed into a non-pregnant Yondaime, who helped her. When she finished, she stepped into the shower, dispelling the clone. A tired sigh left her mouth and she opened the shower, sinful tears mixing with the innocent water…

-:-

Jiraiya released his seeds into the beautiful woman, grunting one last time and rolled off her. The woman was lying on the bed, her eyes shut as she released a silent satisfied sound from her parted mouth and curled up in a ball. He stood up in one swift movement, feeling disgusted with himself as the thought of his sweet student swirled into his mind once again, threatening to overtake his sense of rationality.

-:-

"So cold…"

-:-

Taking his clothes off, he stepped into the shower, washing of the sweat from his body.

-:-

"So lonely…"

-:-

He released a frustrated breath and punched the wall in anger, "Damnit!"

-:-

"So numb…"

-:-

Drying himself, he dressed quickly, strapping his sandals mechanically, something he was used from the many years of practice.

-:-

"This hollow feeling…"

"…would it ever leave my shattered, crippled heart?"

-:-

Somewhere else in Konoha, a beautiful blonde-haired woman was drinking sake, licking her lips in satisfaction as she placed the empty sake bottle on the table.

Crack.

-:-

For some weird reason, Jiraiya was feeling an ominous feeling but he ignored them. Mina would be alright, she was in her room, in her compound where only a few people could get in; Hiruzen-sensei, Tsunade, Shizune, Kakashi, that Uzumaki boy and himself. Nothing would happen to her.

But then why was he feeling like this?

-:-

"Would I ever feel…"

-:-

"Shizune!"

A black-haired woman ran quickly towards her master and best friend when she heard that call, mixed with many negative emotions.

Desperation.

Worry.

…but most of all fear.

-:-

Jiraiya punched another tree, cursing loudly when his treacherous mind was supplying him with the images of a naked moaning Mina.

"Fuck it!" Pushing more chakra in his hands, a familiar blue ball appeared, much larger than usual with much more chakra in them, in his hands and he pushed it towards the tree, watching with slight satisfaction as the tree exploded into tiny pieces. He kept repeating this, cursing the entire time.

-:-

"…love again?"

"Would anyone want a second-used woman like me?"

-:-

"No, Tsunade-sama!" Shizune watched with mortification as her sensei jumped through the window, shattering the window in the process. She picked TonTon up, dashing after her and hoping that nothing bad would happen.

The shattered sake bottle scattered over the floor, blood mixed with them.

-:-

Jiraiya breathed out deeply, his chakra levels swirling towards a very dangerously emptiness. His body dropped unceremoniously on the ground as he punched the ground weakly with his burnt hands due to the over-use of chakra. "Why..?"

The training ground was demolished; swirling patterns were embedded on the crushed trees, the ground ruptured from powered fist where craters and rock debris were scattered over the clearing, orange flames spreading on the cerulean river, a colour which was making him think of a certain blonde. Groaning in frustration, he pushed more chakra in his punches.

-:-

Emptiness and darkness.

"This feeling…"

"…it's calling me."

To do or not do?

-:-

Smoke clouded the vision of the Sandaime as he signed another file, putting them aside on the large stack of the finished paper. He cringed when his poor abused fingers cramped up. "For the love of Kami! When will that woman give birth already?!" He shouted in aggravation, not hearing the snickers from his hidden ANBU.

Crack.

His eyes widened when the picture of Namikaze Mina, showing the peace sign with a bright smile, her arms around Uzumaki Kendo, who was grinning widely, cracked.

He quickly stood up, his body tensing, along with his other ANBU, when a wounded ANBU appeared in front of him, "Sandaime-sama! We have a problem. Code red!"

-:-

Kakashi ran with amazing speed as he hopped from roof top to roof top. He had to reach her. He had to protect her. He couldn't let her down.

..not when Obito, his best friend, the one who gave him his eye, made him promise to keep the two important women in his world safe.

Sensei and Rin.

This feeling was the same when he was returning home from a day at the Academy. There he met the corpse of his lifeless father, a disgusting stench welcoming him home.

This feeling was the same when he went on his first mission as a team leader, as a Jounin with Uchiha Obito and Nohara Rin. There he lost his best friend, watching him die in front of his eyes.

This feeling was the same when he had an A-rank mission towards Kirigakure, together with Nohara Rin. There he had killed his second best friend with his bare hands, watching the life douse out from her beautiful eyes.

And now he was feeling this again. He couldn't let Obito down, he couldn't let sensei down.

…He couldn't fail, not when everything was on the line.

-:-

Tsunade pushed more chakra in her limbs, sprinting towards her destination, images of blood and dead corpses appearing in front of her. "NOOOO!" She screamed loudly, scaring the people around her as she pumped more chakra in her limbs.

She wouldn't face another death of her precious people, not again.

Not like Nawaki, her dear brother who rushed towards his death, his dreams of Hokage clouding his mind.

Not like Dan, her first love who had saved her from being killed, giving up his dreams of becoming Hokage for her.

No! This wouldn't happen to Mina, her precious student, her daughter. She would be damned if she would let Mina die. "You'll keep your position as Hokage or my name won't be Senju Tsunade!"

Behind her, much behind her was Shizune, screaming the name of her master in worry, "Tsunade-sama!"

"Oink! Oink!"

But her frantic shouts were met with no reply.

-:-

With a lot of struggle, Jiraiya limped towards the Namikaze compound, wanting to sleep this horrible aching pain away. Looking up, he saw dark clouds hiding the clear and starry sky. "Why am I feeling like this?"

He received no proper answer, instead it started to rain heavily. Raindrops dripping on his face, "Does this mean something? Will I always be doomed with these feelings?"

The rain got heavier.

"Is this my punishment?"

His soaked clothing felt heavy but he didn't care, he kept his face upwards, "Then so be it." and walked further, his troubled mind never leaving him alone.

-:-

"Will you take away my pain…?" Echoed a sweet voice at the sinister shadows.

An outstretched hand, a sweet smile, "…Then take my hand."

And the shadows smirked in glee as they moved their tentacles towards the blonde-haired angel.

-:-

"Who are you…," His eyes widened, the words leaving his mouth as his eyes discovered the red behind the orange, "…Uchiha."

The person chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers up his spine, "Correct." He took his fighting stance, "Entertain me, Uzumaki."

And the clash between two ancient clans started.

A fight that would decide who would be the strongest one…

…for the strongest would survive and the weak one would…

die.

-:-

"Give me a full briefing and quickly." He ordered with a stern façade.

The ANBU, who was being healed by a skilled medic, sighed in relief as the pain left his sore body, "Sandaime-sama, I was attacked by an unknown male while I patrolled the west area of Konoha, one who had high chakra capacity, and the jutsu he had used, it was one I had never encountered before. I couldn't see his face, I couldn't even pinpoint his position but I knew the moment I felt him that this person wasn't one to be taken lightly. The only thing he whispered in my ears before I fell unconscious were four words…" He emphasized the last two words, his hands shaking as he clenched them tightly.

Quieter, "Konoha will vanish today."

Hiruzen clenched his fists, his face pale as a ghost and for once in his life he was thankful that he couldn't see those eyes from his subordinate.

For those eyes have lost hope.

-:-

Kakashi's feet faltered and he cursed when he fell down, using his shinobi skills he grabbed a metal pole and swung himself back up on the roof. He looked back and forth, wondering if his mind was threatening on the border of insanity.

That slight chakra flicker, was that you, …Obito?

Was it him or did his Sharingan eye itch…?

He shook his head and continued his way towards the Namikaze compound. No time to be reminiscing about the past…

He will have enough time for that after this.

Because someone like him would be sent to Hell, to the deepest pit of Shinigami's stomach where he would be burnt for his vile deeds. Forever. After all he won't be able to repay for his sinful deeds, no matter how much he drowned in his guilt, self-pity and sorrow. Focusing on his objective target, he vowed not to let anything happen to his sensei and mother-figure. Two death of his precious ones, he could survive. Barely. But a third one would crush him.

Never again shall he feel…

…like last time.

-:-

Tsunade bit her thumb and placed her bloodied thumb on the gates, seeing it glow an ethereal glow and open with a quiet creaking sound made her relieved beyond words. "Finally!" She shouted impatiently, dashing towards Mina's traditional house, pulling the door open none too gently.

She was met by silence, pure raw silence that made her choke on her breath. Silence like the one with Nawaki and Dan.

"MINA!" She shouted worriedly.

She started searching around frantically.

The kitchen. Nothing.

The living room. Nothing.

The dining room. Nothing.

The guest rooms. Nothing.

Opening the door towards the master bedroom, she found nothing.

Frustrated, she let out a scream, pulling her bangs and then her eyes locked with the door leading towards the bathroom. She swallowed loudly, her shaky hands gripping the handle and pushed it down.

Creak.

Her lips quivered as many horrible images haunted her mind, raping her sanity. When the door opened, her sensitive ears picked up the sound of running water, the opened windows and the chilling cold that made goose bumps appear on her arms. "Mina?" She asked nervously, her eyes moving back and forth as she rubbed her arms, trying to warm herself up, searching.

Searching for what? Questioned her mind.

"Mina..?" She asked again when she saw the huddled figure of her precious surrogate daughter behind the slide. "Mina, answer me! Damnit!" She shouted angrily.

Silence.

Her shaking worsened, her eyes misty and her lips quivered as she pushed the slide aside. The sight that greeted her made her scream in terror as unbeknownst to her salty tears rolled down her face.

"MINAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Coldness… too cold for someone who had a beautiful and warm personality.

…Such a contradiction…

It was wrong and yet the truth was right here.

And the shadows continued laughing, just…

….like…

…last…

…time.

-:-

Jiraiya's head whipped towards the loud voice of a very familiar person, "Tsunade..?"

Ignoring his protesting joints and muscles he ran towards that voice because that sound was one he had heard only twice in his entire life, that voice was for one who had…

lost hope entirely.

-:-

"Such a nice feeling…"

Grabbing the shadows, she pushed herself up and walked towards it.

"I like you.."

"as I like the way you're making me feel nothing."

Blinking her cerulean-blue eyes, she smiled sweetly at the ominous presence, "…are you perhaps," She peeked through her lashes."…Death itself?"

Such a sweet innocence embarked within the journey of Death.

Pity.

Greedily, the shadows started swallowing her body, enjoying the way her aura tasted like.

…And the white light around the female was evaporating slowly.

Now who would be able to …save her..

…before it would be late?

Her loved ones perhaps? Or were they doomed to live on while another of their loved ones died?

And the shadows continued laughing.

Just…

…like…

last

…time.

-:-

A mad laughter echoed throughout a clearing as he picked up the body of his unconscious victim. "Such a waste of my precious time." Sneering, "Pathetic." Hoisting the person on his shoulders, he smirked sinisterly. "This will be the start of a new reign."

Red sparkled in the night and then it vanished.

Completely.

-:-

"Assemble the ANBU, Jounin and Chunin quickly!" He ordered the Jounin Commander and the ANBU-captains. "You, collect the Genin and start the evacuation order! We have no time to lose!" He pointed towards a Tokubetsu Jounin, "You will notify the Yondaime about this, use this," He handed the nervous-looking Chuunin a vial filled with his blood that would give the shinobi entrance to the Namikaze compound. The Chuunin nodded and used Shunshin no Jutsu.

The door was pushed open, smacking against the wall, "Sandaime-sama! Uzumaki Kendo is nowhere to be found!" A frantic Jounin screamed with wide eyes, his chest heaving up and down.

Hiruzen stiffened, his eyes widening slightly when something clicked in his mind, an important fact that he had pieced together, along with the sudden attack; Kendo lived in the west side of Konoha.

Was this person after Konoha or Kendo?

…Or was it something else, something sinister?

"Owl!" A ANBU with an owl mask appeared in a swirl of leaves, bowing in front of his superiority, "Hokage-sama."

"Find Uzumaki Kendo together with this Chuunin, start searching him at home!" When they left, three other persons, more specifically, three of his ex-teammates came walking in with narrowed eyes, "Danzo, Koharu, Homura! Konoha is in grave danger." He looked them right in the eyes, saying two words that chilled their bones, "Code Red."

Their eyes widened in shock as they looked at serious Hokage, one who wouldn't joke about these things. No, his eyes were too serious to be joking about these matters. Danzo narrowed his lone eye, composing himself pretty quickly in contrary to the other two, "Hiruzen, what's going on?"

Was this what his bad omen wanted to tell him?

Would Konoha meet its end today?

…Was it just that simple?

-:-

When Kakashi appeared in front of the Namikaze compound, he heard a blood gurgling scream that made his veins go cold and Jiraiya who dashed inside the house, screaming the name of his female teammate in desperation. His eyes widened and he followed after that, biting his thumb and placing it on the gate, "Come on!" He shouted hurriedly, the silence that came next making him anxious, worried and scared.

Ba-dum!

When the door opened, he ran towards the house, through the door, towards the place where he could feel the large chakra capacity of the two Sannin.

Ba-dum! Ba-dum!

Was it him or was his heart trying to bust out his chest?

With bating breath, he pushed the door towards the master bedroom open and what he saw made his blood freeze, his heart stammering wildly, his hands sweating profusely, his Sharingan eye throbbing at the remembrance, his body going rigid, his lone eye wide. Finally, he snapped and screamed the name of his sensei with dread, "MINAAAAAAAA!"

There in front of him was the silver-haired Sannin, pulling his silver hair out of his scalp as tears rolled down.

There in front of him was the crying blonde-haired Sannin, together with Shizune who was mumbling the name of Mina over and over, trying to heal their precious person who was bordering between life and death.

Was this how everything would end, sensei?

Was this how you would leave us behind?

-:-

A strangled cry, "Don't leave me! You hear me! Don't you dare to accept this faith!" Ignoring the salty taste, she pumped more chakra in her hands, watching with agitation as it flickered slightly, "I'll save you! I'll save you!" She tried reassuring herself as Shizune watched with worry as her master was once again on the brink of falling apart.

Neither paid attention to the two newcomers who were standing near the Yondaime, their eyes pleading them to save her.

Would they be able to see her beautiful eyes?

-:-

"Mina, oh Kami, Mina, please, wake up…" Jiraiya mumbled, grabbing her cold, limp hands, his other hand stroking her purple lips. "I promise I'll never peek into the bath houses.. Please.." He whimpered pathetically, leaning against her cold hands.

Would I be able to see your angelic smile again…?

-:-

"Huh? What's this?"

Darkness all around her and yet…

…there was some light left, one that called out to her.

"…This light…"

Reaching out, she touched the light, "So warm…"

"So familiar…"

"MINAAAAAAAA!"

The shadows continued to engulf her petite form, her head and left hand still over. She frowned unhappily, "Those voices…"

"They're calling me…"

She squirmed uncomfortably as the shadows tightened their hold on her. "Let go…"

They ignored her weak demand.

Louder with much more force, "I said… LET GO!"

…the hold slackened and she broke free from their dark cluthes.

Her eyes fluttered open, seeing four of her loved ones in front of her with wide-eyed eyes, relief all written on their face, "Konnichiwa…"

Jiraiya kissed her finger tips in relief, a quiet chuckle escaping his lips, "Are you stupid?"

Kakashi was glaring viciously at her, those eyes promising her a long lecture about safety and rules next time. She gulped, averting her eyes back to her sensei who looked too tired to look angry.

Mina blinked her eyes tiredly, smiling weakly as the two skilled medics were healing her further, their glares scaring her, "Ne, I don't remember anything…"

Jiraiya sweat dropped, "Mina… you almost gave us a heart attack and this is your excuse..? Really?" He shook his head, chuckling again as he stroked her cheeks gently, enjoying the warmth that was seeping through her fingers, enjoying the way her purple-looking lips turned into a soft pink, enjoying the way her cheeks flushed a pretty pink, enjoying the way her cerulean eyes shone warmly. "Don't you ever do that to me again, you hear me?"

Mina nodded, too dumbfounded to say or do anything, eyes transfixed with Jiraiya's.

Tsunade narrowed her eyes as did Kakashi, looking between the two. Something was different…

SLAM!

Five head turned towards the source of that sound, seeing a wide-eyed Chuunin at the bedroom door, breathing frantically, "Hokage-sama, code red."

Mina's eyes turned as big as saucers, "WHAT?" and then her eyes widened even more, flinching when a searing pain shot through her abdomen. "Fuck!"

Tsunade who had recognized it immediately, barked loudly, "YOU!" The Chuunin went rigid at Tsunade's command, "GET OUT! NOW!" He didn't need to be told twice, he had informed the Yondaime and now he only had to return to the Sandaime, informing him about his successful mission and handing him the empty vial.

While inside the tension was as thick as the mist around Kirigakure and then a loud piercing scream followed next, "AAAAAAAAAARGH!"

Jiraiya and Kakashi paled, seeing the colourless substance dripping down her maternal dress. Jiraiya muttered in utter shock, grabbing Mina's hand tightly because he knew what this meant, "H-her water broke..?" But Tsunade and Shizune were focused, their whole demeanour changed completely, "Mina you're too stressed out, forget everything and start breathing in and out. Shizune, let's do this."

"Hai, Tsunade-sama!"

Let the shrieking start.