4.
Title: Gamble
Character(s): Tsunande, Naruto and barely there Jiraiya
Word Count: 295
Summary: Tsunade contemplates why she lets her benevolence impair her sense of disgust.
A/N: I'm not entirely satisfied with this one and intend to play with it some more.
Tsunade spoke of a gamble of Naruto defeating even her deliriously drunken state once, and if his effort had proven a bountiful result, he would be dubbed worthy of being recognized as the oh-so-admired Hokage position that Tsunade herself was trying to reject as her fellow Sennin had rebutted passively.
At the time her sentimentality wagered this bet would at least bear productive results for the child and she silently relayed that it was because this precocious ninja upheld a resemblance to those whom had sanctioned niches in her heart, that this chance was being offered. After the little bastard had managed to distract her with hauntingly blunt and ridiculously familiar dialogue, along with nearly assaulting her with that atrociously impaired Rasengan that she knew he was stressing himself to obtain correctly, she concluded that this resemblance disgusted her more so than anything.
Not only was he imprudent and rushing on prideful adrenaline that he should in no way garner , but he was a firm reminder of ghostly deaths that she had yet, herself, to let dissipate. She was one of the remaining Sennin who had not betrayed her sanctioned castle of leaves, an accomplished medic nin who was being offered the prestigious position of having to deal with all the sick fucks whom took advantage of youthfully able bodies and turned children into tools for war because it was an effective tradition, and she was boasting unspoken sentimentality by giving this non-child a chance to prove that this ideal lifestyle could prove that a pubescent twelve year old could butcher another being simply for a challenge.