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Tsunade knew her day was gonna be shit.

She knew it when she woke up that morning. Granted it could have been the run down hotel she and Shizune were staying. Tanzaku-gai was known for its casinos and whores, not their hotels.

She still couldn't get rid of that knowing feeling though. It was like when she was fighting in the Second Shinobi War. You knew your enemy was there, but you just didn't know where.

It was unsettling.

She knew she could take on any debt collectors those gambling houses she lost to threw at her. She wasn't afraid of them. More annoyed than anything. Some people just can't take a hint.

Her bad feeling was confirmed when later that day Jiraiya sat down next to her in a bar after she'd lost five million ryo.

He didn't even have the "I'm A SUPER Pervert" or the "Ladies Come At Me" vibe going on.

Dear Kami-sama.

Somebody better be dying. Actually, since Jiraiya's here Sensei may have died.

She always knew it would be either a heart attack from peeking at women in the Onsen or lung cancer from all his smoking that would do him in.

Did Sensei listen to her though? Apparently not.


"Jiraiya." She acknowledged.

"Tsunade." He said while inclining his head towards her.

Which was pretty easy for him to do. Jiraiya may have been a shrimp when they were kids, but he was a proverbial giant now. The low bar stools didn't hinder him one bit. He had almost hit his head on a hanging lamp when he first came in.

She wondered how he'd tracked her to this rundown bar in this rundown town. Oh if only her Ojii-sama could see her now. He was either depressed with that gloom cloud of his or he was cheering her on. Her Great Uncle was definitely scowling down at her from the Afterlife.

"Did Sensei finally croak? I always knew that Hat was cursed." She said as she took a swig from the bottle of sake on the counter in front of her.

"Nope. The Old Man's still going strong."

"So why the hell are you here? Don't you have research or spying to do?" She sneered.

He pulls unseals a scroll from his clothing and shakes it in his hand as he says, "Sensei wanted me to give you a letter to read. He instructed me to give it to you directly and to leave only after you read it."

"Oh?"

She'll admit she's vaguely interested. Jiraiya hasn't once begged her to come back to Konoha in their entire conversation so far. Usually that's the first thing he says. It's intriguing.

Not to mention that while he hasn't verbally said it he seems just a bit too confident. About what she doesn't know.

Yet, that is.

She stares at the scroll more closely now. Inspecting it. It's a rather plain scroll to the civilian eye, but to the Shinobi eye it bears the mark of the Hokage on both ends. Plus there is a blood seal on it. Probably coded to her specifically.

While that in itself wouldn't be much to take notice of being rather standard among scrolls sent by the Hokage the Senju Clan and Uzumaki Clan symbols emblazoned on the front of the scroll are.

This scroll isn't about her running around Hi no Kuni and trying to convince her to come back to Konoha. It's a situation related to her personally through her blood. Her Clan. Her Obaa-sama's Clan.

She groans and hangs her head down. Then she flings her head back as she downs the entire sake bottle in one go.

She'd need all the courage she could get. If liquid courage couldn't help her deal with this shit right now then she didn't know what would.

"Give it here."

"My pleasure Hime." He smirked as he passed over the scroll.

Kami-sama how she wanted to punch the smirk off his face. No, no Tsunade first read the damn scroll. Then punch Jiraiya in the face.

A quick bite of her thumb and smearing blood across the seal and she's reading the letter from her Sensei.

Dear Tsunade-chan.

I have written this letter to inform you of a living member of the Senju Clan. He is also a member of the Uzumaki Clan through his mother Uzumaki Kushina. It has only recently come to light that he is the Great-great-grandson of your Great Uncle, Senju Tobirama. As he is a minor of seven years and your second cousin twice removed we ask that you come back to Konoha to claim guardianship and raise the child. Seeing as you have no children and no directly related relatives the child is also assumed to be the Heir Presumptive to the Senju Clan.

I know you may have your doubts as to whether or not the boy is really related to you. Which is why I have enclosed a picture of him in your letter. I only ask that you come back to Konoha to do a blood test. I have not informed the boy about a possible relative because if you deny guardianship he will remain an orphan.

From

Sarutobi Hiruzen

Sandaime Hokage and Sarutobi Clan Head

"Fuck."

That's the only word going through her head right now.

She'd heard rumors about her Great Uncle's sexual adventures. Some of them straight from the man himself, but now it was coming to bite Tsunade back in the ass. She couldn't just let a kid related to her be an orphan.

She knew Great Uncle was a ladies man. He was always a gentleman and apparently the bad boy loner image was just as popular eighty years ago as it was now. She could only hope that the kid was the only relative she had. Then again considering how popular Great Uncle had been even with his rules regarding age and verbal consent there was a big chance she had more unknown relatives.

Not to mention her Obaa-sama would haunt her if she knowingly let a member of the Uzumaki Clan suffer through being an orphan when they had living family. The Uzumaki Code of Family Honor, even if it was unwritten and unspoken, stated that Family Sticks Together.

She made have been only one fourth Uzumaki and the kid was only half Uzumaki, but they were Uzumaki and Uzumaki stuck together.

Now where the hell was the picture? She wanted to see if the kid had any resemblance to her Uncle.

The only thing that could make her day worse was if somebody told her her Ojii-sama had descendants that weren't from her Obaa-sama.


When Tsunade broke down crying and started sobbing Nawaki's name after reading her letter and unsealing the picture the came with it Jiraiya was admittedly worried and curious.

The only thing Sensei had told him were his instructions regarding the scroll and that he was sure Tsunade would come back home.

It was when he saw the picture of his adorable Godson that he knew Shit was going down.


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