I decided Tsunade needed a birthday party. I have NO idea how they would go in Japan, and so its kind of Americanized...

Haven't eaten in 24hrs - so if its good maybe I should do that more often...and if its bad blame that! ;)

Happy Birthday

"Happy Birthday Tsunade!" her grandmother congratulated the six year old as she was greeted at the door by the birthday girl.

"Mito-obaa-san!" Tsunade grinned, leaping forward to hug the woman tightly. "You came!"

"Of course we came," Hashirama's voice floated out from behind his wife. "We wouldn't miss our granddaughter's sixth birthday!"

"Hey, what's the crowd?" came another voice from even further back. "I want to get to the cake!"

Jiraiya squeezed around the two elders in the doorway, stopping when he realized exactly who was there. "Hokage-sama! You're coming too?" Then his head whipped around to Tsunade. "You never said Hokage-sama would be coming! Now I gotta change my present!"

She laughed at his expression, pulling him inside by the collar. "Of course he would come, he's my grandfather! And any present you can show to me, you can show to him. Actually, you could probably show him more presents than me…"

She turned back to her grandparents. "Come inside! Kaa-san will be home soon with the cake, and tou-san is in the kitchen waiting for you."

The two adults stepped inside and headed for the kitchen, but what caught the two six year olds attention was the boy following them. "Orochimaru-kun!"

"Hello, Tsunade-hime, Jiraiya," the black haired boy said with a slight bow. "Happy birthday."

"Teme why were you back there!"Jiraiya immediately started, grinning at his teammate. "And what did you get Tsunade?"

"Like I would tell you, baka," came the quick retort. "That is for Tsunade-hime to find out."

"Hey, you two!" Tsunade grabbed each of their collars and pulled. "It's time for cake!"

Two minutes later Tsunade's mother entered the house, bearing cake, juice, and ice cream. She was immediately set upon by three hungry six year olds. "Cake!"

"Woah, woah!" she laughed, setting down her burden. "Everyone take some and go. Take them to the kitchen."

The teammates did as they were told, carting off the food to Tsunade's father in the kitchen, who placed six candles in the cake before stowing the other food.

"Since Hashirama-sama has to get back to work soon, we'll do cake and presents first," he announced. "Congratulations to Tsunade-chan for turning six years old!"

He handed her the knife after she blew out the candles, allowing her to make the first cut. "Cake!" cheered Orochimaru and Jiraiya, watching as each slice was cut from the main cake.

"Jiraiya!" Tsunade yelped after they had all been given their pieces. "I get first bite!"

"Oh!" The boy blushed, lowering the piece of cake that was halfway to his mouth. "Go on then, I'm hungry!"

"Just for that…" Tsunade slowly cut her piece, and brought it to her mouth, pausing for a few seconds before finally popping it in. "Now you can eat."

"Finally!" Jiraiya dug in with gusto, while Orochimaru and the others took smaller, neater bites.

All too soon the cake was gone and it was time for presents.

"Mine first mine first!" Jiraiya jumped up and down, waving his very flat wrapped present in the air.

"Nope! You can go last, baka," Tsunade laughed at him, only for her mother to scold her for her language. "Sorry. But you're still last! Ojii-san gets first!"

With a smile Hashirama handed over his gift, a square box with a large golden bow on top. Inside was a set of wrist and arm weights, fit perfectly to the six year old.

"Ojii-san!" the blonde girl immediately squealed, leaping up to embrace the Hokage. "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, Tsunade-chan," he replied warmly, hugging his granddaughter back. "Now maybe you should open your obaa-san's gift."

Immediately the girl redirected her attention, focusing on the larger gift held by Mito. "May I?"

"Of course," Mito told her, holding it out. In less than two seconds the wrapping paper was gone, and Tsunade was holding a large book in her hands. "It's a tome on medical ninjutsu!" Tsunade crowed, hugging it close. "Thank you thank you thank you!"

Then she turned to her parents, but they shook their heads; their present to her would be revealed later. And so it was Orochimaru's turn.

"Here, Tsunade-hime," said softly, holding his present out. She took it from him gently, unwrapping it without tearing the paper.

"Oh!" Her entire face lit up as she gazed at it. It was a very accurate sketch of the Hokage monument, and her whole family standing in front of it. "Thank you!" She moved quickly and embraced the boy in a hug, not seeing the blush that spread over his pale cheeks.

Jiraiya looked on bemused, enjoying his friend's discomfort. "Now for mine!"

Tsunade huffed before reaching out to take his present. When she opened it she found an upside down picture frame, and when she flipped it over… "What?"

"It's a picture of me!" the white haired boy told her proudly. "Now you can kiss me goodnight every night!" He was immediately hit over the head by an irate six year old.

Hashirama got a glance of the picture and doubled up laughing, as his wife simply put her head in her hands.

It was a picture of Jiraiya winking, his hair in disarray and without a top, and a thumbs up extended towards the camera.