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"Congratulations Lady Tsunade for you have given birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl"
Upon hearing such a joyful proclamation, Jiriaya had immediately begun to delve into a state of shock. Everything that he had always wanted was finally falling into place and now that he learnt that his child was none other than a female, he couldn't be more overjoyed.
He eagerly hurried over to where Shizune was carefully cleansing his now fussing infant and his hand clenched and released in pure anticipation of being able to finally hold such a wonderful miracle in his arms.
A part of him felt guilty about so willingly leaving the bedside of his wife, but his impatience to meet his daughter was far too great.
The moment that Shizune had turned around with his child, who had gently been placed onto a white blanket, the two of them caught each other's eyes for only a moment. And promptly enough, Tsunade's student had gently placed the tiny bundle into his awaiting arms.
It had only taken him a second to realise that what he was indeed holding was a being of flesh and blood which he himself had sired. He slowly brought up the infant to his face and once he was able to gain a better view of her, he was thrilled at what he could see.
On her head, he could see a mane of pure white spikiness. From the general manner of her hair, he could tell that she had most likely inherited the two side bangs of locks, which he could never quite control. All this made him feel like skipping, as he realised that his miniature creature of perfection had inherited his famously rare hair colour as well as texture.
So that's what Shizune was mumbling about white hair.
His eyes scanned every inch of her petite features. He silently cooed at her softly clenched minute hands and their incredibly small fingers. Even though were nowhere near developed enough, he could tell that she had also inherited his muscular hands.
Finally a child of my blood
He continued onto her slowly moving to torso and quickly realised that she has inherited her mother's compact feminine chest. He was glad about this as it meant that his innocent daughter would grow up to be just as stunning as his gorgeous wife.
Next he observed her slender baby legs and her petite feet, and once again be could see Tsunade in them all the way.
Soon enough he braved himself to gaze upon her resting face, and he was extremely pleased to see what was in front of him. She had her mother's tight lips, but her nose and face was exactly the same as his.
At that very moment that he had reached her eyes, something most marvellous transpired. The closed eyelids immediately fluttered open to reveal a set of exquisite grey eyes, naturally from Tsunade, which were shaped in exactly the same manner as his were. And as the faultless creature blinked her eyes to focus of him, his heart rate began to go up as he noticed the ever so slight indicator that she had also had minute lines starting off from the bottom half of her eyes. And he was sure that in a couple of years they would resemble his own.
Having realised this, the smile which had started to form on his face grew larger and larger, and then he was brought out of his daydream by the sound of the cutest thing he had ever heard.
His child's face lit up in a smile and she let out a loud baby chortle. It truly warmed his heart to see that his child was just as happy as he was to be able to finally meet one another.
Everything is perfect. I have the wife of my dreams and a child who is not only a girl but she looks exactly like me...oh thank you Kami for making my life complete.
Jiraiya's silence was suddenly interrupted by nine other then the opening of the operating theatre's door, which revealed none other than their aged sensei. His face was warm and his eyes showed that he highly approved of the union which had taken place between the two of his students.
Jiraiya soon realised that when he approached his wife once more with his sensei as his companion, that she had been all cleaned up and wrapped up in warm blankets. He could immediately tell that it had been Shizune who had made her lady so comfortable that Tsunade had seemingly dozed off without the slightest indication of even having done so.
At that moment that the two of them sat down, his wife's eyes lifted themselves open and he was greeted with a warm and contented smile. And by this mere act alone Jiriaya could tell that his wife was just as blissful as he was at the current moment in time.
Oh my love you have done so well that you deserve all the rest you desire.
And then he was brought back into the reality by nine other than their sensei's approving words.
"It's about time that the two of you tied the knot"
By the mere time of their teacher's voice, Jiriaya could not help by smile and just as before his happy child also let out a soft chortle. And this had no doubt been Sarutobi sensei's indicator that he was holding the new born infant within his embrace.
Jiraiya watched as his teacher slowly manoeuvred himself in such a way, so to he could gain a better view of the tiny infant. And then he heard his sensei's proclamation.
"Oh Jiriaya, she looks exactly like you"
It was at that moment at Jiriaya realised that he had forgotten to bundle up his child, and he quickly wrapped the white blanket around her. In his overwhelmed state, he had forgotten that infants were not as proficient at retaining their own body heat.
"She is absolutely perfect"
With those words he found himself lifting up his tiny bundle of cuteness and placing a kiss onto her forehead.
"Jiriaya..." he was suddenly altered to Tsunade's raspy voice, and he immediately came to her side. All the while he could see the approving smile of their teacher.
It was then that his sensei spoke the answer which his wife was just about to ask.
"You've always wanted a daughter, isn't that right Jiriaya?"
A light blush came across Jiraiya's face when his sensei had so obviously stated the one thing which he had kept so very secret for his many adult years. And when he saw Tsunade's relieved facial expression, his face had gone red as well. Sure his sensei's statement had proved to be a bit awkward, but from his wife's face he could tell that she was pleased to have been able to learn such a fact. He knew that he should have said something earlier about his desires for the sex of the child, but he didn't want the villagers or even his wife to chastise him for not loving the child, if she had turned out to be a boy.
"How amusing...a female Jiriaya" Tsunade's soft words made feel all warm and tingling inside.
"I guess my predictions of carrying a Monogatari were accurate"
Jiriaya had considered coming up with an argument against such a statement, his sensei had chosen that very moment to bid his farewells to them. It was quite obvious that he was off to inform Minato about the new parents and their soft skinned offspring.
I suppose that any argument I would have come up with, wouldn't have really be an authentic one...
His thoughts showed that even he, would had stated that a blonde child would have had no less merit, was deep down ecstatic that he had managed to secure the future for his divine ancestors with his white haired child.
...
Minato and his wife Kushina along with their eight month old son had been patiently abiding their time in the waiting room of Konoha hospital. They had expected Orochimaru to also be among them, but for some strange reason he had assured them that as the child's uncle he had more pressing matters to take care of.
Minato was eager to know which parent his godchild took after more, whilst his red hard wife was more intrigued to find out the sex of the child. Their son, who was still far too young to really comprehend anything which had been going on around him, had awoken and dozed off several times as they had waited.
Yet they weren't the only ones who were waiting to learn such news. As Minato had promptly become aware of the massive crowds which had gathered around the hospital itself. The father in him silently scowled at how the Sannin couldn't be given the decency of privacy at such a sensitive time yet the hokage side knew that their curiosity was to be expected. After all, his sensei and the lady Tsunade had been dancing around each other for so many years. And now that they had not only committed themselves to another, but also had a child to symbolise their union, he was not surprised that the residential and shinobi population combined wanted to see their heir for with their very own eyes.
"Do you think that the lady Tsunade has already given birth?"
Yet before could contribute his thoughts into the equation, the Shodaime had entered the waiting room with a massive grim on his face.
Minato and his wife, carrying Naruto, had immediately risen to their feet, and as expected their son had promptly returned to the world of the living.
His predecessor approached them with a certain spring in his step and that was sufficient indication alone that Tsunade and the child were alive and well.
"Well..." it was Kushina who had made the first move.
The grey haired Hokage's grin grew even more.
"The lady Tsunade has delivered a healthy and beautiful baby girl"
Minato's mouth grew wider and wider, as he realised that his sensei's wish had really come to pass. However he was soon halted by a single glance of the Shodaime and he knew what he had to do.
He swiftly began to make his way out of the hospital with his famous white coat billowing behind him. Each and every one of his step depicted his station as the fourth hokage, and as expected all the late night staff had quickly moved to get out of his way.
As he made his way to the doors, he pushed them wide open and then he came face to face with over a thousand pairs of eyes staring at him and waiting for him to do his job as their hokage.
"People of Konoha..." he then became aware of how the day had so seamlessly slipped into night and he put in his official speaking voice.
"...the lord and lady Monogatari-Senju have welcomed into the world a beautiful and healthy baby girl"
And much to his confusion, a momentary silence had come to pass. Yet before he could fall into the pits of dismay their attitude promptly changed and each and every one of the, had burst into a loud flurry of celebration applause and broke out into song.
"For she's a jolly good fellow, for she's a jolly good fellow..."
Minato found himself having to fight off an amused grin as the crowds' reaction to sing praise, as they obviously wanted his sensei to hear that they had learnt their lesson.
He soon found himself looking at the hospital once more and he knew that the other medical staff had already set to work by moving the new parents and their child to their own private room for the night.
And once such merry making had ceased, he made his final with declaration to the crowds and he watched them as they made their way home. And promptly enough he turned around to return to his own family.
As he walked and considered that day's events, he became quite convinced that tomorrow morning the crowds would be of far greater numbers, as it was quite obvious that they all wanted to see the infant for themselves.
Yet they won't see my godchild before I do.
...
As Jiraiya lovingly rocked his sleeping child within his sturdy arms, he didn't know whether he should have either laughed or cried when he heard the crowds singing for his child down below. It was a very small gesture indeed, yet he was beginning to see that the sermon he had delivered had been more then overdue and hopefully it was yielding results.
He promptly turned away from the window, once the spectators began to disperse and he allocated his attention towards the room which they had been given. It was quaint and coloured in a pale blue. Running alongside the window there were a group of comfortable sofa beds, which were approximately two metres away from his sleeping wife.
He had considered protesting when the medics had lifted her from one bed to another, but he could see that from just how peacefully she slumbered, this one was by far more comfortable then the surgical bed.
There were wardrobes on the other side of her bed, and at the end of them there was a small passageway which lead them to a fully equipped bathroom on the left and a door of exit when going straight.
Yet the furniture which had caught his eye the most had been the white baby cot which they had placed next to Tsunade. His stomach churned in fury because as he glanced down anew, he was not about to deposit his one and only child into a cold uncaring bassinet.
No...as he contemplated on her precious little features he was adamant that there would be absolutely no one who would take his princess away from him...no one.
He soon came out of his angered thoughts and then he remembered something very important. He slowly began to make his way over to his wife's side and carefully manoeuvred himself and his child in such a way that he would walk into the chair or cause his child start crying and unintentionally awaken her mother.
Jiriaya then leaned forward and placed an affectionate yet slightly possessive peak onto his wife's diamond marked forehead. And before he assumed the chair beside her bed, he murmured some words of gratitude into her left ear.
"Tsunade my love, you have given me everything which I could have possibly ever wished for. You and I are finally man and wife after so many years of waiting and our union has created this beautiful child..."
He soundlessly sat on the wooden chair and he gazed down at his child once more and saw that she was struggling to wake up. And it was almost instinctually that he had brought her up to his chest and began to hum a lullaby.
After a short whole, he felt his tiny daughter move slightly and bury herself into his embrace, and once again she fell into the realms of slumber. And as he continued to hum and hold his newborn baby, he could not help but drift of as well.