Warning for Jiraiya getting injured, mentally tortured, and tricked. Reader was trained like him and can summon toads.

"No one is coming for you. Doesn't that bother you?" The overly sweet voice of his tormentor asked him.

".." Jiraiya doesn't reply.

He flinches when her nails touch his cheek. They're sharp like talons. They've poked a few holes into his face already. She seems to fancy him. Every time she put him under some... persuasive questioning, she's been very touchy. With her clawed nails running through his hair or down his chest. She sat in his lap and enjoyed his squirming as she rutted his hips.

"What about that wife of yours? Does she really care about you?" She purrs.

She surprised him again with a forceful kiss. Jiraiya pulls on his restraints and turns his head away. He can't get away. He's blinded by cloth over his eyes and his arms are spread apart with shackles attached to chains. They are suspended and chained to something else that's always tugging on his body. It's either weighted or attached to something that controls the slack. He was blindfolded the moment he arrived, so he has no clue. Honestly he didn't know what he was going to do. It's hard to come up with a plan under these conditions. He can't see key things to aid him. His hearing can only figure out so much. It's difficult with the echo of the caves. It might be utterly hopeless. That doesn't stop the instinct to shove this woman off of him. He will hold on for as long as possible to spite these cruel people!

"Ooo! Calm down, cowboy!" His captor laughs at him. She holds onto his shoulders and mocks him as she pretends she's taking a ride on his groin. "You're so cute when you get so worked up! What would you do if I caught her, hm?"

Jiraiya shook his head. He bit his lower lip. He didn't want to give her the satisfaction of a response. She huffs after a moment of silence. Her hands drag down his chest, which is marked up from various lashes from various weapons. They sting and flare up whenever she touches them.

"Ah!" He gasps in surprise.

A shooting pain starts at his collarbone and up his neck. She had dug her nail into the open wound. He yanks and writhes from the horrible feeling. It's as if a bug is crawling into his wound and playing around in his veins. His captor took advantage of this and stole his lips in a kiss while his mouth was caught open.

Jiraiya shakes his head to get her tongue out of his mouth. He only likes it when it's your tongue. While he knows it's not his choice, it does feel wrong and like he's betraying you by letting her get anywhere near him. He resorts to biting her tongue when she held his head in place.

"Ow!" She complains.

His head is thrown to the side with the force of her slap. It stings his cheek. She's lucky she thought this whole bondage thing through. Jiraiya would like nothing more than to return the favour. It takes a lot to keep him contained. Maybe in a different life he would have enjoyed her flirtier attempts in getting him to talk. He played along with it at first, but it rose a sense of disgust in him. It weirdly felt close to cheating on you. Maybe in a world where he isn't happily married he would be in better shape. He misses you... he never thought he could miss holding you so much.

"Why don't we find out exactly what you will do? It's not like you can escape." His oh so lovely captor teases him. Her lips meet his ear while her fingers scratch his scalp. "She couldn't escape either."

"You don't have her." Jiraiya calls their bluff. "She's on a different mission across the land."

"Well yeah she was. But then she heard about her poor helpless husband held captive by the crazy mountain clans who only want a village of their own." Her tone was laced in a deadly sarcasm. "She came looking for you alone. Quite stupid, to be honest."

There's the dull all telling sound of something heavy being dragged on the dirt. There's a thunk like a sack of flour hitting the ground. Little whimpers and cries elevates his heart rate.

"Jiraiya? Oh god, honey, are you okay?" Your voice seizes his his cool and dread fills him.

"Let me see her." He demands firmly. "I don't believe that's her."

"I don't have to do anything." His tormentor denies him. "I don't care if you believe if that's her or not. It is and you get a front row seat to her torment as well. I can only imagine what your head will conjure up at the screams she'll make."

A delicate hand managed to touch his foot before getting yanked away. You do start yelling. The sounds of a scuffle and clothing being ripped is nauseating. Jiraiya twists his wrists and pulls down on his bonds. He can't stand up from this position as he knows he's too weak.

He shifts and struggles. It gets worse enough to buck that harpy off of his hips and attempt to stand. Hearing you shriek had sent him into a frenzy. He gets to a crouch and ignores the head rush. It's a struggle to think straight. The days of being starved, dehydrated, and losing blood was catching up to him. He almost got his hands together form a seal when the slack on the chain became tight. It yanked him back and dislocated his left shoulder with the force.

The pain was searing. His fingers and elbow twitch in response to his command to move them. He's effectively turned this arm useless. The woman who has been successfully getting under his skin took her seat on his lap again. She tuts her tongue at him like he's a temperamental child.

"Are you done having your tantrum? Just sit back and listen." She scolds him. She rests her head on his shoulder and drops her voice to a whisper. "I'll be sure to point something out if you miss it."

Jiraiya hisses between his teeth. He didn't have a choice now did he? All he can do is listen to the awful sounds of your whimpering and crying. The only thing that's comforting him is the possibility that it isn't you. It's all a ruse made up of either illusions or a ninja skilled in voice impersonation. That's all it is. It has to be. But if there's a small chance that it is really you... he'll murder them all for dragging you into this. They hurt you and that's unforgivable.

The sounds of your cries churns his stomach all the same. He grits his teeth and tries to stay calm. That witch of a woman strokes his chest and coos at him as your voice screams his name. You beg for help and he can't do anything. It is the worst thing he's ever heard. He'd much rather get stabbed in the ears than listen to you keen in torturous pain. A lump forms in his throat as the guilt of being so useless that it may be causing you irreversible damage consumed him.

"And remember," the cruel woman whispers again. She draws shapes into his chest just hard enough to leave red marks. "If you just give in and talk, I'll let her go."

He sucks in a breath through his clenched teeth. They know you are his weak spot. It wrenches his heart to hear your voice so distressed. Still so, Jiraiya stubbornly holds on. He bites his tongue. It can't be you. You can't be here. You know better than to come after him. Then again... you love him and are crazy enough to run after him.

He sits there fighting with these two ideas. It'll destroy him if that is really you. If these people have hurt you, he won't ever forgive himself. But if it's all a ruse, he's worried over nothing. He's considering spilling all the information they want out of him just to save you. If it's fake, then he did if for nothing. There's no guarantee that they'll be true to their word either. He slumps his head and grinds his teeth. He badly wants to yell something at you... but there's no words he can really say that will comfort you... If that's really you. He'd hate to show weakness in front of the enemy. He just hopes you know that he loves you and understanding as to why he stays silent.

...

It took some time. All the cracks and looming cave entrances look the same. Apparently the group of rogues here has a whole underground hideout in the mountains. It was converted from an old mine into a livable space. Impressive. Hence why they want to be called The Village Hidden in the Ground. But setting up shop in the Land of Fire is a silly idea. But they are stubborn and have demanded this ends in war between villages to see who is truly the ninja village to the grand forest. It's why Jiraiya was sent out to be captured. He has a pretty damn good memory. If he can lead and navigate a small force into the old mine shafts, the enemy will be blindsided and surprised. But this looks to be a mayday situation as Konoha dared ask you to forget him. He's a lost cause. He has to get himself out or suffer the consequences.

Sheesh.

Dumbasses.

The thought still outraged you. It surprises a lot of people that you are just as protective of your husband as he is of you. It's like everyone expects you to be a weakling that is deserving of Jiraiya's overprotective tendencies. But in actuality, it's all the loss of friends you and him experienced together that formed this need for protection. Neither you or your husband wanted to lose each other. You and him have lost too much already.

You bite your thumb and summon forth the smallest toad registered. She looks at you curiously. You hardly ever summon unless the situation is dire. A little toad like her is rarely summoned unless it's to scout. She's perfect for the job. She's ground colours and quiet. She can squeeze into any nook of any size.

"Can you investigate what's going on the other side of that crack?" You ask your summon as you point to the large crack in the mountain face. You can stick about four fingers in there with a void of space on the other side.

"Of course." She said with a nod.

You watch her crawl into the crack. She's gone for only a moment or two. She pokes her head back out.

"There's a network of tunnels. All of them lit with torches and I hear voices down one of the tunnels." She reports.

"Good. Can you get me in there?" You ask.

She nods. She opens her mouth and her tongue shoots out. This is a thing you've sorta become accustomed to. You still can't hold back your cringe when your body gets slightly smooshed under the wacky size jutsu your toad activates in order to eat you. You trust that she doesn't digest you. All you can do is sit in her belly and communicate with her as she comes across things. It's an unconventional way to travel, but it works. At least this way you're not causing a ruckus and announcing your presence to the enemy. If lucky enough, maybe you can just scoop up your husband and take him away within the safety of the toad's belly.

You miss him. The worry you were burying had finally come forth. The quiet of the toad's belly has suddenly become full of your thoughts. What if Jiraiya is hurt? Like really hurt! It's hard to actually imagine your husband hurt. He can take and shake off deadly attacks with hardly a complaint.

He's never been... weak in front of you. Nothing like this before. He's a big tough guy on the outside, but a real marshmallow in the centre. He didn't ever want you to see him hurt or in pain. Jiraiya does try to act like things don't bother him, but he's bad at it. His eyes always give away what emotion he feels no matter how much he tries to steel them. You comfort him during these emotional hardships, but you've never witnessed a physical one. He hates it when you worry about him. But you can't help it. You love him. His well-being means so much to you.

"Are you alright?" The calm concerned voice of your summon asked you.

"Yes. How's things on your end?" You tilt your head up to speak to her, projecting your voice towards her throat.

"Just fine. No one has noticed us. But..."

"But what?"

"These tunnels are hard to navigate. One breaks off into four or five more different paths. The voices I hear are echoing around me like they come from each tunnel..."

That does sound confusing. You pat her belly to assure her.

"Let's just try our best. For Jiraiya."

"For m'lord." She agrees. She continues down the tunnels, trusting her instincts on where to go.

...

"You really are stubborn."

At the sound of her voice, Jiraiya turned his head away. It felt natural to do so now. She's done nothing but force her tongue down his throat. Her hands run through his hair and she straddles his waist again. He was left alone for a while, from her anyways. He dealt with the wrong end of a cane for what felt like hours. Each strike got harder with his refusal to answer. The weapon broke in two from the force he was struck with since all he did was chide the person torturing him. His snide comments weren't appreciated. It's the only thing he can control anymore in this situation.

This is a failure of a mission... isn't it? All this struggle for nothing. Jiraiya is damn good at double talk. He's matched the questions spoken to him with similar ones. Since he's in the compromising position, his captors have been cooperative without realizing it. All the intel he's gathered means nothing if he dies. If it's not deemed important enough, he'll just rot here. You might be rotting here too... which is something he can't allow.

"Where is she?" Jiraiya asks quietly. His throat feels like sandpaper. He's thirsty... he's hungry, but he'd rather die than ask anything from these people.

"Rest assured she's alive."

"Let me see her."

She just sighs. She's getting impatient with him. She grabs his face by the chin and forced him to face her. He pressed his lips together tightly. She caressed his face and kissed him anyways. She rolled her hips against his. It felt horrible and dirty.

"Why do you love her? I heard you were quite the perv. I figured you'd like the opportunity to cheat on that wife of yours. She's not even that pretty."

Jiraiya doesn't reply. He sits quietly and she scoffs. In any other situation he would defend you. At this point he knows anything he says won't matter. His perverted kidnapper pouts with a huff. She plays with his hair and rocks her hips slowly. It still feels gross. He didn't like having a different woman on him trying to do this to him. He didn't agree to this and he didn't want her near him anymore. He hates every second of her touching him.

"What if we get her to cheat on you? Some of my comrades have mentioned how passable she is to bone. Even all bloody and sobbing she's good enough for them!" She darkly suggests.

"If you touch her anymore than you have, I'll kill you."

"Ooo. That's the most threatening thing I've ever heard you say." She grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled his head back so his face is to the ceiling. His throat feels exposed. Her lips graze it. "I do enjoy an older bad boy."

Jiraiya sneers at her. Her mockery has pissed him off to the last straw. He shifts his hips, his ass sore from being stuck sitting here for days. She moans in his ear and it only makes him cringe. He'd much rather get castrated than do anything that turned this twisted woman on. It only makes him angrier. He pulls on the restraints with his good arm as she goads him on. Her hands play with the waistband of his pants. It makes him buck and struggle with the strength he has left.

...

The toad came to a stop. She gasps and scoots backwards.

"I've found m'lord!" She whisper yells.

"Really?" You stand and look up her throat. "Is he okay? What's going on?"

"Uhm... he's... well..."

"Let me out." You don't like how she sounds.

"As you wish."

You hold your arms out to catch yourself before you hit the ground face first. You crawl out of her mouth and onto the cold floor of a mine cave. It's very dim in these caves. You look around slowly to gain your bearings. In front of you, you see your husband. His wrists tied and suspended above him in a wide v shape. The shackles holding him hostage are on a pulley system that will slowly crank a person up against the wall if continued to be tightened. Whether or not these are original to the mine or added for their little torture room is unclear. It's hard to imagine what a contraption was used for back in it's mining days. Yet it seems oddly complicated and cruel for keeping prisoners. You can't see much of him as a woman is sitting on his lap. She's laughing at his struggling and whispering things in his ear. He's pulling on his cuffs and turning his body violently in an attempt to get away from her.

Immediate anger hit you. How dare this woman? The hell does she think she's doing? You storm forward and grab her by her hair. She yelps when you pull her off of Jiraiya. Her eyes lock with yours and they widened.

"How did you?" She asked.

"No one messes with my family!" You hiss at her.

She snarled and launched herself at you. You prepared yourself. You got locked into battle. The whole mine was probably aware at this point. Your opponent is loud and messy. Her strikes sting, but you push through it. Nothing could make you lose. The anger you feel for what she has done to your loved one only fuelled you to win harder.

You are an accomplished person. An S rank like your husband. He taught you almost everything you know. You can do this. You roll around and get her pinned against the wall opposite of Jiraiya. On it is a matching set of chains. You get one of her hands locked in. She hit and scratched. She cut your face open with one of her nails. You caught her hand when she tried again. She's an excellent tormentor, but it seems she's not very good at fighting. You lock her other wrist in and step away.

"Fuck you! Let me go and fight like a real woman!" She shrieked at you.

You ignore her. She's kicking and screaming as you turn away. You pause in front of the lever controlling the slack on her cuffs. You kick it. She squeals when she goes shooting up the wall. She braces and pulls so she's not torn in two by the tension. It'll be death if she relaxes. Good. You leave her to dangle and be afraid for her life. If her comrades care, they'll show up.

You kneel in front of Jiraiya. He hasn't relaxed since you pulled that chick off of him. He's blindfolded and covered in wounds. That lack of sight had probably made him tense since he had no clue what was happening. The sounds of a scuffle has put him on guard.

He's without his top layers. His torso and arms covered in marks of all sorts. Hard strikes to his skin has torn it open all over his body. Dark bruises decorate his ribs. His wrists are all bloody from twisting around in an attempt to escape the bonds. His pants are torn and tattered from what looks like the strikes of some sort of weapon. Underneath the tears were bruises and cuts. He's bit his lip enough times to cause a mark. His face has a few scratches over his cheek like he got swiped by a set of claws. He's endured a lot.

"Oh honey." You coo at him. You caress his face. He flinches, which surprises you.

"You aren't really here... Are you?" Jiraiya asked quietly, his voice is hoarse. He sounds doubtful and fearful. He keeps pulling his head away when you try to hold it.

You untie the fold holding his sight hostage. He opened his eyes. He groaned when the light hit them. Having it be so dim made it harder for his eyes to make out details. He's been blinded for over a week, the bit of light was still harsh to his senses. After several blinks, they finally focus. He looks you over and smiles. It's tired, but relieved.

"I knew they didn't have you." He sighed out his worry.

"What are you talking about?"

"... Nothing." Jiraiya leaned forward until his cheek touched yours in a gentle nuzzle. "I'm just glad to see you."

"I'm glad to see you too."

For several moments you just hold him. His anguish melted the moment he saw you. All your fear had left you once you held him. You're okay, he's okay. You stand after some time, he needs to be set free and taken home. He makes a whine of complaint. He needs like a whole month of quality uninterrupted wife time. You unlock and unlatch the cuffs. Each arm kinda just flopped down. The blood was rushing back into them. Jiraiya sits back and reaches over to his shoulder. It did look a little funny. He grimaced when he braced it. It's really messed up.

You touch it. With very gentle fingers you feel to see what the damage is. It's hot to the touch and swollen. There's a divot in his shoulder where the joint is supposed to be set. It's most certainly dislocated. It must be painful. Although it's hard to tell as Jiraiya does well with a brave face. You put your palm flat on the front of his shoulder and hold the back of his bicep. You share a look with him. He nods when he's ready.

The sickening crack of his joint going back into place forced a shudder down your back. Bodies shouldn't make such an awful sound. He merely let out a hiss of pain. The injury throbs with the force of it being put back in place. The colour left his face from the pain. It must be in horrific shape if he's matching the colour of his hair. His eyes are a little watery after you reset it.

Ouch. You cringe for him as he rubs the injury. He does offer you a small smile as if to say it'll be fine. It needs to be braced so it doesn't slide back out of place. You remove the sash holding your kosode together. It falls open, to which Jiraiya grins at. You roll your eyes as he looks you over. It's not like it's a peep show, you have a netted armour shirt on. He just loves to look, doesn't he? At least his spirit hasn't been broken by this experience. This is still the same delightful weirdo you fell in love with. You fashion a sling out of it, ensuring that your husband can't injure it again by tying it tightly around his arm and chest. You tear a piece left over from the tie to blot away some blood on his face. He looks bad with blood decorating his pretty face.

"Enough with the nursing!" Jiraiya complained. He used his free arm to pull you against him. He gave you a kiss before you could complain. You don't fight him. You hold him and kiss him back. He pulled back after a few pleasant seconds. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." You reply in a hushed voice. You stroke his messy hair away from his bloody face. "You're okay?"

"I will be."

You grow a smile. Poor thing. He will be fine with time but it's not easy seeing him so injured. He's your tough big marshmallow. You hold him and kiss him. His lips are dry. It must hurt to kiss you, but he didn't care. It felt amazing to kiss you again. You're okay and with him again. That's all he could ever ask for. The trauma he experienced is already healing with you right beside him.

"You two are just gross." The woman pinned to the wall scoffed in disgust.

You look back to see she's still struggling to keep herself together. You frown at her. She meets your frown evenly. The sound of footsteps down one of the many tunnels echoed around the walls. The woman grinned as he knew help was coming.

"My lady, m'lord." You and Jiraiya look down to the little toad waiting by your feet. "We should get going."

You nod. You hold onto Jiraiya as the toad swallows you and him. It was best to disappear before the back up arrived. Your summon can sneak away without being caught. Jiraiya sighed in relief. It's so comforting to be in the belly of a toad. Especially with his lovely wife to hold onto. He yawns and snuggles right up to you. His head resting on your chest as he had you pinned underneath him. You play with his hair and it coaxes him to sleep. Everything was okay now. He has his family back. He's safe. That's enough to finally get some rest. For the first time in many days, he falls asleep peacefully.

Next he awakes, it's in a hospital. Jiraiya was mostly cooperative. He didn't like being hospitalized. Most of the time he pouted. He snorted in sarcasm when the nurses told him what to do. He bats them away when they move to clean his wounds. He jumped when one of them tried to take his pants off for a check up on his leg wounds. He got discharged early just so they didn't have to deal with his squirrelly ass anymore.

Now Jiraiya is your problem. Not that you mind. He's a fun problem to deal with. Just a little annoying at times. He was clingy and whiny just to bug you. He behaves childish when he wants your care and attention. Practically everywhere you had a Jiraiya holding onto you. His arm wrapped around your middle and he'd refused to let you go. His chin would be rested on your shoulder as you tried to waddle with him attempting to spoon you whilst walking around the village. He insisted you feed him as he clearly can't feed himself with his arm in a sling. His other hand is too busy holding your hand! Most people just ignored it. He's always been rather goofy with you after all. You always indulged in it so it wasn't so odd to the denizens of Konoha to see the two sages all lovey dovey with one another.

Jiraiya has always healed well. His cuts closed up and didn't leave many marks behind. He doesn't scar very often unless the wound is very deep. He's almost completely back to normal in a month. Even so, he still holds onto you like a child and begs to be taken care off. He only stopped when you gave in completely. Which came with it's own set of consequences. He relishes with an almost sadistic joy when you give into his antics.

He flopped down onto his back and sigh. He'd only stop being such a whiner when you took his pants off to get him comfortable for bed. Because he certainly can't undress himself with his injuries. You rolled your eyes every time he insisted you undress him.

"Here we go!" Jiraiya would exclaim happily as you kneel between his legs.

"I'm not gonna do anything to you, you boob!" You got very exasperated when he behaved like this.

He stuck his bottom lip out at you before yanking you into bed. He'd hold you hostage in a bear hug for hours. His free hand combed through your hair and he'd peck your neck in kisses. For weeks he'd only sleep peacefully with you around. It's a little strange. The last time he acted like this was when you were hospitalized a few years ago. You almost died and he didn't dare to let you go. His juvenile behaviour is just his way of saying he missed you... but he didn't want to let on that it hurt him so much to see you in such a state. In his mind, if he behaves so childishly it distracts and entertains the both of you to not think about the pain. It's not like you were the one who was tied up, blinded, harassed, and hit for over a week. He hasn't said a word about what he went through.

"You saw enough. Let's not think about it anymore." Jiraiya insisted.

He never liked talking about the stuff he's gone through. You respect his wishes and try not to dwell about what he endured. Still so, you worry.

You can mostly ignore it. You instead focus on the positive. It's not so bad to have your husband attached to you. He whispers very sweet words in your ear. It's the most he's ever said them to you. He tells you how much he loves you so many times a day. It's a little strange, it's not like he was close to death and neither were you, but he holds you like he almost lost you. He keeps you pinned against his body and makes out with your neck. His free hand wanders your body while he promises that the moment his shoulder recovers, you won't get a break. It's a promise you look forward to.

Once he's healed and fit for duty, Jiraiya was immediately given the mission to lead a group into the old mines. The objective was to rout the enemy. The group of wannabes are still in there causing too much trouble. It truly is the only option left to squash their ambitions. He got free reign to pick who he wanted for such a mission. You are his first pick to join him. He knows he won't be able to do this without you to back him up.

He kept his promise. For a few days, you and him haven't worn clothing. The bed you and him are staying in has been constantly occupied. Your pelvis is a little sore, but it shouldn't interfere with your battle performance. You help Jiraiya get his shirt on. He didn't need help, but he wasn't complaining having your hands all over him. He holds your hips firmly as you kiss him. His fingers rub little circles as you try and tie his kosode together. He'd much rather touch you and kiss you than do any mission.

"You're sure you are ready for this?" You ask.

"More than." Jiraiya replied in confidence. He moves his hands to wrap around your back and he pulled you flush against him. "So long as I have you by my side, nothing can hurt me."

You smile at him. You rise on your toes to give him more kisses. Once finally put together, you hold your husband's hand as you walk beside him to the gates that lead out of the village. There a group of skilled ninja are waiting and ready to take on this dangerous mission. But hey... it's not so dangerous so long at you have him and he has you. So long as Jiraiya has you to support him, he can do anything.