AN: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, only my OC's…wait I don't have any OC's, they're all my co-authors *sigh*. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

Masked Affections

A Naruto FanFiction

Chapter 10: A Date with the Frog Prince

"…And basically what happened is that they wanted to come with me and train, and their mother agreed so that they would be happy, as long as I took good care of them." Kakashi finished, out of breath, after having completely explained everything to Tsunade.

"Maybe they will curb some of your tendencies, maybe make you want to settle down. I will give you a few days to get them settled in before giving you your next mission." Tsunade replied, a casual, almost mischievous smirk crossing her face for just a moment.

Kakashi saw it of course, but said nothing, "We'll see what happens." He said.

"Don't forget the report Kakashi. You are dismissed." Tsunade shooed them out of her office, so that she could at least attempt to finish part of the mountain of paperwork that Shizune brought in.

"I still don't know why you sent so many of them on missions Lady Tsunade." Shizune shook her head.

"Oooooink." Ton-ton added.

"I told you Shizune, they're my 'matchmaking team'. They're for matchmaking. I'm tired of everyone moping about. Besides I'll need another generation of ninja after them at some point." Tsunade grinned while Shizune just carried Ton-ton back out of the room, mumbling something about 'too much sake'.

"I don't think she could understand anyways." Tsunade mumbled to herself. Or at least she thought it was only herself she was mumbling too.

"Somebody looks wonderfully sexy."

Tsunade looked up only to find Jiraiya leaning in her doorway, wiggling his eyebrows in what he probably thought was a seductive manner. Instead it only made him look a little ridiculous. "What do you want Jiraiya, I'm trying to do paperwork."

Jiraiya moves closer to her desk, attempting to saunter over, and instead looking drunk, "I missed you. I've been gone so long."

"You were just off on a mission, and it only took a few days. It wasn't really that long of a mission." Tsunade rolled her eyes.

"Not the kind of mission I asked for either." He grumbled.

"You asked for a mission to help a lady, and I gave you one." Tsunade managed a small smirk.

"I didn't want one helping out an old lady! She was nearly your age!" Jiraiya pouted.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Her eye twitched furiously.

"Nothing." He quickly replied, "I just figured you'd set me up with some pretty, hot girls." Jiraiya shrugged.

"I'm not going to set you up with girls. You will have to find someone on your own." Tsunade stated bluntly.

"I've been trying that. You always say no every time I ask." Jiraiya points out.

"To bad you're not romantic when you do ask." She turned her attention back to her paperwork.

"Of course I'm romantic! What makes you say I'm not?" He sounded offended.

"It's the truth. Maybe you should listen to it." She scoffed.

"I'm always romantic; I do it all the time whenever I see a girl." He argued.

"Maybe to them, but you never act like that to me." Tsunade almost sighed, but managed to hold it back.

"I ask you all the time to go out with me. It's the same I do for the other girls." Jiraiya defends himself, not understanding her tactics.

"Precisely, you ask but not with romance. No flowers or chocolate or even some bad poem. Nothing." Tsunade shakes her head lightly.

"So if I did those things, would that help?" Jiraiya queried.

"Yes, but sometimes to win a woman's heart you need to sweep them off their feet." Tsunade turned back to her papers again.

"That I can do." He says, and races off.

Tsunade just shakes her head and works on her paperwork. It only takes maybe fifteen minutes or so before Jiraiya returns, depositing daises and chocolate on her desk.

"Oh…well thank you for the flowers and chocolate. Though next time, try and remember the poem, it'll be nicer, and thoughtful." Tsunade smiles and he just grins back, "I do like you, you know."

"Then will you go on a date with me?" He repeated the eyebrow trick again, though he had picked up the chocolates and dangled them in her face, attempting to entice her. "If you don't start yelling at me and hitting me…" He added as an afterthought.

"You may still get that if you don't give me the chocolate." She blushes mildly, and he hands back her chocolates. She puts her daises in a vase, and quickly opens the chocolate, happily eating them, "I love chocolates, just so you know."

"So will you go on a date with me now? Maybe some dinner at a nice restaurant?" He questions, hopeful.

"Pick me up at seven."She confirms, eating another piece of chocolate.

"Mind if I stay here for a bit?" Jiraiya asks.

"You can do whatever you what; just don't bother me while I'm working." Tsunade shrugs, and goes back to working in silence until about six o'clock. "I'm going home for a little. Pick me up at my place." And with a quick poof, she's gone.

When she answers her door, Jiraiya's standing there. He has his hair combed down, attempting to fix it up in a ponytail, though pieces of his hair still stuck up here and there. He sports a white dress shirt, black pants and a tie, though it hangs lopsided. His shoes are polished, and his eye makeup is still on his face.

She on the other hand wears a modest black dress that reaches the floor. Her hair is down for once and curled, and she wears a little mascara and eyeliner.

Jiraiya whistles appreciatively, "You look wonderful."

"Thank you. You look handsome." Tsunade blushes, reaching forward to straighten Jiraiya's tie, "So shall we go?"

He nods and takes her arm, leading her to a fancy little café. They take a table, and surprisingly Tsunade doesn't order sake.

"No sake?"Jiraiya asks, a bit shocked.

"I've found something else that helps." She smiles, looking up at him.

"Like what?" He questions.

"Uh….uh…" She stutters.

"Would you like any of my drink?" He raises an eyebrow.

"No thank you. I only drank to cope with all the death I've seen. When you came to me all this time, I found my needs for sake lessen." Tsunade explains.

"Well I'll always be here." Jiraiya assures her.

"I know you will be. You even came to find me today." She smiles back at him.

"Well naturally." He grins and she laughs lightly. They eat dinner, talking of older times, and when the food is done, he pays for once, and walks her back home.

When they reach her door she speaks up, "Do you want to come in, or are you going home?"

"I'd like to come in." He smiles softly. She heads in, and he follows, closing the door behind him. It's a nice place inside, open, but cozy with lots of stuffed animals, cats mainly.

"Wow, someone likes cats." He states.

"I have some toads on my bed."She offers. "Well I have to get changed, I'll return shortly."

Jiraiya just nods and settles down on the couch. She soon emerges in an oversized t-shirt and shorts while he sits, tie loose and sleeves unbuttoned.

"Comfortable?" She asks.

"Mmhmm." He agrees.

"So what would you like to do?" She wonders.

"Depends on what I'm allowed to do." He answers.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She raises an eyebrow.

"Anything I won't get hit for." He explains.

She sighs and sits beside him on the couch, "Is there anything you want to do, even if it means you might get hit?"

"Well I wouldn't mind kissing you…" He states bluntly.

"Why don't you try and see what happens?" She smiles softly at him.

AN: Yay for romance! Because that's what I'm good at! Don't worry we'll be seeing Gaara again…hopefully soon. And the sooner we see Gaara, the sooner we see Madara and stay with him for a good while. So just sit tight and enjoy!

AN: Will Jiraiya actually kiss her? Will she actually let him? What will happen after that kiss? When are we ever going back to Gaara? And isn't Madara supposed to be in this story? What will happen next? Stay tuned for the next installment of Masked Affections!