Evening...

Ahhh... the Chubby Chicken. Orochimaru could still remember the first time they had come here. A quirky smile flitted across his face as he stood outside, looking up at the family oriented restaurant with the logo of a... chubby chicken with big googly eyes, surrounded by round chicks with the same googly eyes. They looked so happy. He supposed the logo was quite good in attracting people to the restaurant, especially kids. But still, the logic was rather funny since the chickens basically looked happy to be stuffed and served on a dish.

"I miss this place," gushed Tsunade as she beamed up at the sign with him, drooling at the delicious chicken breasts that waited for her inside.

Jiraiya punched his chest in a very proud manner. "Remember, I was the one that led us all to this fine establishment."

Orochimaru pointed out, "To be more precise, it was the chicken."

Flashback...

"Oh my god!" Ten-year-old Jiraiya gasped as he noticed a chicken staring at him from under the legs of a cart displaying a variety of fruits for sale. It LOOKED exactly like the one he had rescued years earlier. It was the second mission of his life, and they were assigned to grocery shop for some lady who had broken her leg. Out in the open night market, Orochimaru went off to the fish section, Tsunade was supposed to buy fruits and he was handed the job of getting meat. While shopping, he had noticed a chubby chicken being plucked out of its basket and laid down on the chopping board to be beheaded. He was supposed to get some chicken breasts so he headed on over. But when he came closer, he noticed that it had the googliest eyes he's ever seen and with those eyes, it had looked at him, pleading for him to save it. He wasn't sure why, but he just followed the feeling in his gut. "Oh my god that's a huge mosquito!"

"Huh?"

"Hiya!" He hit the butcher in the face with his grocery bag and the chicken flapped its wings and set off at a rapid pace for freedom, weaving through people's legs with extreme accuracy. He ran after it, almost accidentally pushing Orochimaru headfirst into a fish bucket as he tried to catch it and hide it away safely while the butcher waved his knife in the air behind him.

Jiraiya shook his head to pull himself away from the memories. Cautiously, he made his way over to the chicken and bent down to talk to it while the fruit lady was busy helping customers. "Hey... umm, are you like, the descendant of a chicken I rescued years ago?"

"Cluck." The chicken made some chicken noises at him before it flapped its wings and beckoned for him to follow it. At least that was what he thought it was telling him to do.

Half an hour later...

Orochimaru walked around the street market with a grocery bag, wondering what he should make for dinner tonight. Chicken curry with herbs on soft white rice, or oil drizzled salmon yakisoba? All of a sudden, he came upon a strange sight. Jiraiya was carrying an incredibly chubby chicken in his arms and seemed to be talking to it. Strange enough, it sort of looked familiar. There was something about the eyes...

"Oh. Hey Oro!" He ran over and held up his chicken, presenting it like some kind of trophy. "Check it out!"

"That chicken is abit fatter than usual and has googly eyes. What about it?"

Jiraiya sighed. "As usual, you're so boring. But come with me! I think the chicken is going to lead me somewhere special."

Next thing he knows, Tsunade will have a pet pig, he thought with a roll of his eyes. "No thanks. I have better things to do with my time than follow a chicken with you, idiot." Turning on his heel, he made to walk off but all of a sudden, the chicken clucked and lunged out of Jiraiya's arms to peck his head, making him stumble and fall to the ground. Scrambling to his feet with scratched hands, he hissed as the chicken ran off. "I'll be making chicken curry tonight!"

"Oro no! It's special don't kill it!" Jiraiya shouted as he chased after his friend and the squawking bird.

Fifteen minutes later...

Tsunade nibbled on an ice cream cone as she walked down the streets. What a boring day, she thought. First she was dragged to the temple for prayers that took up half the day, and now she can't find Jiraiya and Orochimaru to play with her. Maybe she should just go gambling. She was 'blessed' by the monks just an hour ago after all. It'd be a good idea to use that luck before it evaporates or something.

"Tsunade! Catch!"

She turned around and dropped her ice cream when a chicken soared through the air and right into her arms. She stared when she saw Orochimaru and Jiraiya running towards her. "What's going on!? And what's with the chicken!?" Looking down at it, she gasped. "Holy crap! It has the googliest eyes I've ever seen!"

"See!" Jiraiya said proudly. "Told you it was special, Oro!"

"It'll make special chicken curry, that's what!"

She hugged the squawking chicken as the two boys caught up to her. "Ok, tell me what the heck is going on." It took about five minutes before she understood that Jiraiya wanted to follow the chicken, Orochimaru wanted to cook it and she... well she quite frankly, didn't really want to see such a weirdly cute thing die. She had plenty of time to kill anyways, might as well tag along and see where this was all going to lead. If it led nowhere, she could just laugh at Jiraiya later. Orochimaru eventually relented, only because there was a possibility that it might lead them to its nest where there could be eggs for him to cook instead.

As they walked, she reached out and began healing her friend's hands. "I still can't believe a chicken caught the great Orochi off guard," she said with a giggle.

"Hmph." He did take notice, however, that she was doing very well with learning medical ninjutsu, evidenced by his perfectly healed hands.

Five minutes later...

The three kids looked at the bright kid friendly restaurant called the Chubby Chicken. It was a nice looking restaurant, with outdoor seating on a wooden patio, and the inside seemed quite warm and friendly. All of a sudden, Jiraiya burst into tears and held up the chicken. Tsunade and Orochimaru both stared at him and asked, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"I finally understand why it led us here," Jiraiya whispered. Randomly, a burst of sunbeam rained down exactly where he was standing.

"Huh?"

Jiraiya hugged the chicken. "As a descendant of the chicken I saved years ago, it must have come to lead us here to thank me... by showing me this!" He pointed to the sign that read 'Half price for kaarage (fried) chicken for today only'.

And that's how they came to learn about the Chubby Chicken. Also, when Jiraiya wasn't paying attention, Orochimaru killed the chicken and cooked it, bringing his team leftover dinner for the next day. The chicken curry he made was so good that Jiraiya bestowed on him the title of 'Number One Housewife', Tsunade became even more determined to marry him in the future, and Hiruzen Sarutobi accidentally offended his wife by declining her lovingly made bento box because he wanted to eat more of Orochimaru's chicken curry. Legend has it that she made him sleep on the couch for a whole week.

End of flashback...

The door to the Chubby Chicken opened and the three seventeen-year-olds walked in, with Jiraiya in the front. "Hello! Table for three-"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TEAM HIRUZEN!"

Their hearts stopped to see their teacher, Tsunade's family, Jiraiya's parents, and even Sakumo Hatake and his team. Inside the warm and brightly lit restaurant, the group was sitting at a large table, right in the center. Hanging over them was a chicken sculpture holding a blazing torch. It highlighted all of the food that had already been ordered, along with a big cake in the center, on a chicken shaped place mat. The place was chicken themed so there was alot of artwork on chickens, and chicken decor like chicken shaped salt shakers. Curtained high windows also let in plenty of moonlight, adding more atmosphere to the toasty air, as people chatterer cheerfully and the waiters bustled around. Orochimaru slowly leaned over and whispered, "Did you invite them?"

"No, did you?" asked Tsunade.

Jiraiya said quietly, "Are you kidding? Why would I? I still remember the fiasco years ago-"

"Hurry up son! We're starving!" boomed Jiraiya's father, almost an exact copy of him but just in bigger form, more muscles, and a very bristly beard. His parents were both extremely tall and their wolfish white long hair had all been passed down to Jiraiya. They weren't ninjas and never really understood why their son had wanted to be one. Nonetheless, they supported his dreams while they just continued their business ventures. Jiraiya's mother clapped her hands together cheerfully, her huge boobs bouncing with the movement. "We've ordered all of your favorites. Hurry before the food gets cold, my sweet Bitsy-boo!"

"Same here sister!" Nawaki waved.

"I've got all of the egg dishes here for you as well, Orochimaru," Sarutobi said.

Oh god... it's already begun, Jiraiya thought as his face turned red as he walked across the wooden floor. Momo giggled as she sat between her teammates and he wished he could just melt into the floor. The three sat down in their seats of honor, staring down at the huge white cake that had a picture of a cute smiling purple snake, blue slug and red toad glazed on top. Fat sweet red and green icing lined around the edges of the cake and there was even sprinkles on it. It would have looked cute if they were eight but not when they were seventeen... and Manda would kill them all if he saw how happy he looked on that cake.

Tsunade's dad, an averagely built man with wavy brown hair and a kind face, rubbed his daughter's head and sniffed. "You've grown up so fast, pumpkin. Why, it only felt like a day ago when you were flat even! Now you're the prettiest girl in the village." He punched his chest firmly. "Don't worry princess. Daddy will just work harder to protect your virtue. Any boys that dares comes near you, I'll shoot him."

"What the hell dad." Tsunade buried her face into her hands and suppressed a groan while Orochimaru tried not to look guilty (he didn't really want to get shot on his birthday). Sitting near him, Lady Mito chuckled behind her long sleeved kimono.

Tsunade's mother smiled demurely and patted on her husband's arm. "Silly you. She's ready to get married in a few years and I look forward to having a granddaughter or grandniece." Patting her sunny hair that was tied into an elegant bun and wearing a blue kimono, she leaned forward and said, "Have you taken a look at the son of Lord Tsuchikage, the Third? How about the Raikage even? He's very strong and the alliance between our villages would be amazing."

Tsunade pouted. "Why would I want to marry someone I've never even met? And don't you want me to marry someone I actually like?"

Her mother looked surprised. "But darling, your grandmother married your grandfather in an arranged marriage and they're happy. So did I and your father. We would look only for the best man out there for you, princess."

"Maybe I'll be the one to break tradition," Tsunade said stubbornly. "Why can't I marry someone from the village?"

"Like me?" Jiraiya interrupted with a grin before Tsunade shoved a drumstick into his mouth and pushed his face out of the way.

Her mother wore a thoughtful expression and patted her cheeks. "I supposed that it would be alright, as long as it's someone whose respected and they're highly ranked. Better yet if they become the future Hokage after Lord Sarutobi. Oh, and hopefully they have the money to hire cooks, since you obviously can't, princess. Oh and he'll need to agree to have lots of children with you. At least two. We need to repopulate the Senju clan." Reaching over, she patted Nawaki on the head, who was oblivious to the entire conversation and eating chicken wings with Juro, Sakumo's friend who had grown even more muscled over the years but still keeping to his old trench-coat and headband outfit. "Nawaki, you'll need to do the same when finding a wife."

His mouth full of chicken, Nawaki said, "Huh?"

On the side, Orochimaru was quietly turning even redder at the thought of making babies and he accidentally drunk Sakumo's pop from being so distracted. Sakumo noticed and said sheepishly, "Orochimaru, so how have you been lately?"

"Good... but why are you and your team here anyways?" he replied, keeping his ears still trained on the conversation Tsunade was having with her mother. It had somehow moved on to having ten kids. Was she expecting Tsunade to pop out twins and triplets or something?

"Our team was actually just having dinner here when we spotted Lord Third, Tsunade and Jiraiya's family. One thing led to another and we just joined. So... happy birthday." Sakumo noticed that Orochimaru still wasn't giving him back his pop.

"I see." Orochimaru finished off the drink and began cutting into his omelet that was stuffed with sweet chicken filling and eggs. "Meeting you here reminds me actually. We haven't done some sword fighting in awhile. Let's arrange one soon before my skills gets rusty."

Jiraiya's mother heard and she said cheerfully, "I still remember that Chunin battle between you two. Your swordsmanship was fantastic!" Reaching over, she ruffled her son's spiky white hair. "Jiraiya, unfortunately, has no talent for the blade. Oh when my bitsy-boo tried to help me in the kitchen, he cut his finger with the bread knife somehow, and cried for hours!"

Jiraiya's face turned red and he groaned. "I was six!"

"Oh he's embarrassed," she laughed as she hugged her son, pushing his face into her huge boobs and making him turn even redder from embarrassment while his dad just roared with laughter.

Sarutobi chuckled and said, "Jiraiya is still a very fine Shinobi. Orochimaru actually, didn't start off very well when he tried to learn kenjutsu. His swings weren't very coordinated and he left himself open alot."

Orochimaru froze with his chopsticks hovered in midair, as he wondered if his teacher was going to say what he feared he was going to say.

Tsunade's dad leaned over and said, "But he's an incredibly talented swordsman now. How did you teach him, Lord Third?"

Sarutobi chuckled. "The basic foundation of fighting with a sword is footwork. I just took Orochimaru to dance class. It took like five classes before he would even shake his hips."

Orochimaru silently looked up at the ceiling, his face completely blank as the table went into an uproar and everyone asked for more details, with Tsunade eagerly at the forefront. Jiraiya on the hand was clutching at his stomach and howling in laughter, so much so that they were attracting the stares of the other people who were dining at the restaurant. "Did you learn how to twerk too, Oro? Is that how you got such a nice ass?"

"I will kill you at midnight," Orochimaru seethed through his teeth.

After some more minutes of embarrassing talks, they finally moved on to cutting the cake and blowing the candles. This was actually the first year, there was some issues in cutting the cake. "Get any closer to me and I'll kill you," Tsunade threatened Jiraiya as the three of them tried to hold the knife together to cut the cake, but her huge boobs was making it slightly difficult.

"I had that problem before," Jiraiya's mother commented with a laugh. She nudged her husband. "But we were cutting our wedding cake and didn't really mind."

Orochimaru sighed. After some more fiddling, they managed to sloppily cut the cake and began eating.

As they ate, presents were opened. Jiraiya opened his presents and gaped. "A new writing set... thanks mom, dad!" Next, he turned to Orochimaru's present, a neatly wrapped box with a purple bow on top. Inside was a bunch of hair products and Jiraiya popped open a bottle to sniff it. Every year, they did a circle where one person would give the other a present, and so on. Last year, he gave Orochimaru that joke housewife apron, Orochimaru gave Tsunade skin products, she gave him thick fuzzy frog slippers and a robe.

"If you regularly use it, it should be as silky as mine in no time," Orochimaru said, sipping a cup of tea to help with digestion. "It's a secret recipe I actually created."

"Thanks Oro, I've always wanted girly hair like yours," Jiraiya said with a chuckle, inwardly hiding the fact that it would probably improve his chances with girls if his hair wasn't spiky enough to poke people's eyes out. He then pushed his box towards Tsunade who gingerly opened it.

Pulling out a revealing piece of lingerie, her face turned red and she huffed as the people around their table gasped. It was lacy, it was sheer, it left very little to the imagination. "What the fuck is-" But then she stopped when she caught Orochimaru also staring at the piece of fabric. He seemed more curious than anything, but the important thing was that he had taken notice. Coughing, she tucked away the piece of lingerie and said curtly, "Thanks, Jiraiya. It looked expensive."

"What in the-"

Tsunade's mother put a hand on her husband's arm, knowing full well that Tsunade had repeatedly rejected Jiraiya's advances throughout the years, so there was nothing to worry about. She discreetly told her husband and he calmed down abit. Tsunade's grandmother chuckled and said, "Orochimaru, it's your turn dear."

Orochimaru nodded respectfully at her before taking Tsunade's present and opening it. Inside was a giant cookbook with more than five hundred recipes for eggs and if he didn't care about dignity, he would have hugged her and the book, before running home to try them out and probably gain ten pounds in the process.

"Here you three go," Sarutobi said with a smile as he pushed three large boxes towards them."It's my own special presents for you." The three opened it to find their new Jonin vests and new headbands. They were made of much finer quality than regular ones and the three of them eagerly put them on. Chuckling, Sarutobi said, "I now officially declare Team Hiruzen disbanded. There is nothing more I can teach you, whether it be techniques or simple friendship. I know in my heart, that you three will still carry on the team name in your hearts and still be close no matter how far missions and life may take you."

Orochimaru smiled as he lightly touched his green vest. He could tell his had extra padding inside to hold in heat, since his teacher knew that he disliked the cold. Looking at his team, he said, "The windmill will always remember when the wind spun it, no matter how far apart." He raised up his cup of tea. "Happy birthday and disbanding, everyone." Jiraiya and Tsunade followed after him, and then the rest followed suit.

"Come home before bedtime Bitsy-boo!" Jiraiya's mother said as she and her husband headed for home.

"You too princess," Tsunade's father said while her mother carried Nawaki, who had fallen asleep.

"Don't stay out too late Orochimaru," Sarutobi said as he squeezed his favorite's shoulder. "It's getting colder now."

Sakumo and his team grinned and waved good-bye as they headed off as well. "Happy birthday guys!"

With that, the three were left to their own devices for the next little while. Deciding to head for the park in their new vests, they arrived just as the moon hung high up in the sky, shining down on them. They sat themselves down a garden seat and gazed out at the clear lake where a few ducks swam around, and just enjoyed the companionship in silence for awhile until Jiraiya spoke up. "Hey Oro, remember this place? We had our first kiss here."

Orochimaru blanched and facepalmed. "Does it look like I want to be reminded of that."

Tsunade pouted, "You interrupted our date, pervy no brain."

Jiraiya scoffed and said, "If my secret technique, One Thousand Years of Death had landed, Orochimaru's ass wouldn't be anywhere near enough to go on a date with you."

"That's a stupid name for a technique." He crossed his arms as he leaned back in his seat, casting the jolly Shinobi a critical glance. "Jiraiya, now that I'm not going to be with you as much, you need to look out for yourself. Ok?"

Jiraiya grinned and leaned over to rest against his friend. "Number one housewife is acting all soft, it's making my heart all aflutter."

Orochimaru pushed him away and grouched, "No, I'm being serious. Out of the three of us here, you're the dumbest and kindest. You'd be the fool who would put his life in danger to save a damsel in distress-"

"Depends, is she hot?"

Tsunade cracked him over the head. "Just shut up for once, pervy no brain. I'm not going to be around as much to mend your bones." She huffed, "Orochi is right. Out of the three of us, you're the one who's most likely to get hurt."

Orochimaru said sternly, "You need to promise me that if there is EVER a situation where you know you're not going to win, or that you might die, you absolutely have to get out. I don't care if that means abandoning people who are depending on you; I don't care if that means you're leaving people to die." He pointed to himself. "I've had to experience the pain of losing those I loved. I don't want to go through it once again, understand?"

There was real genuine worry on the snake summoner's face, and Jiraiya could detect the undertone of anguish in his voice. He himself, couldn't imagine what it'd be like to see Orochimaru gone. At first, he didn't quite like him. He was cold, a smart-ass, arrogant, and worst of all, he held Tsunade's attention without even trying. But as time went by, he could see why Tsunade and Sarutobi was fascinated with him. Orochimaru was beautiful but in an almost tragic manner. Something that was born perfect and made perfect, but then dirtied and sullied by the grime of the world. Underneath that icy exterior, was a heart. Even if it was cracked and broken, it was still a beating heart. He fought, studied, and worked hard for his dreams. To him, Orochimaru was a true rival and a true friend. He was the reason for getting stronger, and the reason why he was determined in being a good person. He never forgot the promise to find peace for the world, so that his friend wouldn't have to be a snake anymore. He never wanted to see someone have to endure what Orochimaru had gone through. That was his dream, and he had Orochimaru to thank for it. Taking the pale hand in his, he squeezed. "If I die, who will teach you to be a man and have The Talk with you, Oro?" He laughed and turned to Tsunade. "Who would be your punching bag if I'm not there?"

"Jiraiya, you stupid perverted toad." Tsunade sniffed and leaned forward to hug him, which made him pull Orochimaru in as well.

"I can't lose either of you," Orochimaru said quietly. "You and Sarutobi-sensei are all I have left in this world." He closed his eyes for a moment before pulling away and facing Jiraiya. "I have something to tell you, Jiraiya. To me, you are like a brother and I will not keep you in the dark. I... and Tsunade are together."

Jiraiya narrowed his eyes momentarily. "Together?"

"We are seeing each other... romantically." Orochimaru could feel his stomach bottom out as he met his friend's gaze, wondering how he was going to take it. The silence stretched on interminably, and he was starting to wonder if he had even said anything.

Suddenly, Jiraiya laughed and slapped his friend on the back. "You've beat me again! Arghhh! If only I didn't peek on her!"

"Jiraiya?" Tsunade asked, slightly worried.

"Why do you both look so terrified?" Jiraiya put his arms around the two and smiled. "My princess and number one housewife is happy, right? As your friend, I'm happy too." A slightly sad look crossed his face as he murmured, "Truth be told, I always thought that you both look good together. You're both so smart and beautiful..." He shook his head and pulled them closer. "But don't relax just yet Oro. Until you're married to her, I still have a chance. S-so you better make her happy and love her with all your heart. You'd better not die either. If she's widowed, I'll take your place to care for her."

Orochimaru returned the smile and ruffled his unruly white hair before he whispered, "You're the only one I could entrust hime to, if anything happened to me." He took in a deep breath and admitted, "I'm glad I've finally told you. I was slightly worried but now, I know we'll always be together."

"Always snake-eyes," Jiraiya affirmed. "And remember what I said before? As long as the person I love is happy, I don't necessarily have to have them." He looked at Tsunade. "I love you... I always have and I am nothing but happy for you, right now. Don't you worry one bit, my legendary sucker."

"I love you idiots," Tsunade cried as she kissed the two of them on the cheeks, so glad that she was put on the same team with them, and so grateful for the years they got to spend together as Team Hiruzen.

Jiraiya laughed before letting them go. "When are you going to make your relationship public though?"

Orochimaru pressed his lips together. "I am... a rather private kind of person. I dislike the attention, especially for something like this. But not only that, I'm lower in status than her. Much much lower. She's from the esteemed Senju clan, a noble house and of high blood. Until I rake in more achievements, I want to keep this quiet." He clasped his hands together tiredly. "Thankfully, Danzo has removed my debts to the village. I can now start saving for my future, and to ask for her hand in marriage."

Tsunade smiled, feeling her heart thrum in her chest. "Hey Orochi, if we get married... you'll be absorbed into the Senju clan. Is that alright with you?" Usually, those within the clan married each other. The Hyuga clan had never once married their kids to other clans. To even let them marry someone who was clanless, was unthinkable, especially since their kids might not inherit the Byakugan. The logic was upheld strictly by the other noble clans, who wanted to preserve traditions or secrets that had been passed down throughout the ages. The lower clans didn't adhere to this rule as much, though it was still frowned upon due to the 'dilution' of blood. If there was marriages to be made outside of the clan, then the one who was considered lowered in rank, had to leave their clan and take on the clan name of their spouse. Some considered it shameful, while those who were clanless strived to catch the eyes of those who were in powerful clans for the chance at a better life. To be dating her, Tsunade knew that people would gossip and say that Orochimaru was just trying to join the renowned Senju clan. But if he could rise to the top, and become Hokage even, then he would be her equal in status and no one would frown at the social inequality anymore. He would still become a Senju since he had no clan, but it would be something trivial to him in terms of reputation.

Even Jiraiya who was rather bad at politics understood the implications of this relationship and it showed on his face. "Just because Oro doesn't have a clan and he's a poor orphan, he deserves to love just like anyone else."

"If I didn't love her or anyone from a noble clan, it'd be fine," he said solemnly. "But I do love her, and so I must simply play by the rules of their games. Marriage is after all, still considered a trade, a contract for the most part. Tsunade is very valuable to the village. If she was to marry someone like the Raikage, the alliance would be a huge power boost." He held out his hands. "What can I offer? I can't even pay for the fine silk she wears."

Tsunade slipped her hand into his and leaned into him quietly, trying to offer comfort. "I'd give it all up just to be with you."

"If I make you give it up, I don't believe I deserve you," he replied plainly.

Jiraiya sighed and crossed his arms. "Come on, stop moping. We're Team Hiruzen, the best team in the village. Give or take a few years, and we'll become legends." He fist punched the air. "We'll be the most renowned, famous and hottest Shinobi in the five nations! We'll have everything we want! No one is gonna point at my perversion, Tsunade's addiction to gambling, or Oro's inability to smile without making babies cry and the fact that he's a poor orphan. We'll be on top of the world!"

Tsunade and Orochimaru both looked at each and smiled before they grabbed each other's hands, and the three of them raised it up together. "The world will know our names!" they vowed.

One year and a half later...

Orochimaru groaned and cracked his back as he closed the door to his house. He had been gone for three weeks on a long mission to the Country of Rice and was glad to be home. It was too late to eat and besides, he was tired and would rather sleep. He'll just wake up early to make a big breakfast to make up for it. But then he noticed light coming from the living room and he immediately tensed up, his hand swiftly going to his back pouch for a kunai. Stealthily, he moved into the living room and readied an offensive stance as he stepped foot inside. "You are bold to trespass-" His eyes bulged out to find Tsunade lounging on his sofa with one of his books, sipping a glass of warm milk while the fireplace crackled with warmth. But what rooted his feet to the spot and was making his temperature spike up to dangerous levels, was the fact that she was wearing the lacy white lingerie she got for their 17th joint birthday. A skimpy thong barely covered her lower nether regions and her breasts were practically popping out of the beautiful golden threaded top, with the bottom half being see-through fabric that showed a peek of her toned abs and belly button.

Slowly, she looked up with her pretty pink lips curved into a smile. "Welcome home, Orochi." Her hand moved up to pull off the hair band, releasing her burnished gold hair out in smooth waves. "How do I look-"

He whirled around to run off but then he slammed face first into the wall and fell backward, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared up at the ceiling in shock. This has got to be a dream. It has to be a dream. Kami-sama he has to be dreaming that a practically naked Tsunade was sitting in his living room. Maybe he's been inhaling too many chemicals in the laboratory. Or maybe he's just very tired and sleep deprived and was having hallucinations.

"Orochimaru!" Tsunade's huge breasts appeared into his line of sight as she bent over to help him up. "Are you ok?"

Flustered beyond words, he pulled his hands away and said in a high-pitched voice, "What are you doing in my house and... and in this?!" He blindly gestured to her lingerie as he turned his back on her.

She leaned in to hug him from behind, making him stiffen up immediately at the gesture. Coyly, she said, "I thought it'd be nice to surprise you. What, don't you like it?"

He said hoarsely, "Th-this is too mu-much for me to handle." Like, couldn't she go slower and start with maybe short shorts, instead of full blown sexy nightwear? This was the equivalent of forcing his eyes open to stare straight at the sun.

She quickly beamed. "You're so cute when you're flustered." Coming to the front, she purposefully leaned forward and beamed, her breasts slightly jiggling. "Let's do it tonight. Make me a woman... make me your woman, Orochimaru."

Holy shit... Orochimaru's face went brick red and he backed into the wall as she pressed closer to him. Taking his hand, she gently placed it on top of her heart. "My heart is pounding too, Orochimaru. But I know that this is what my heart wants so I'm not afraid."

She might not be scared, but his knees were buckling. He couldn't even move his limbs properly as all of his blood was rushing down towards his snake. Staring with wide eyes, he watched as she made his hand slowly pull down her bra top. A bit of a squeal escaped from his lips and she looked at him with surprise. "What's wrong with you, Oro?"

He screamed when she spoke with Jiraiya's voice.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"What's the matter! Wake up snake-eyes!"

Orochimaru's eyes snapped open and he sat up in his futon, his heart racing like a mad and his entire body covered in sweat. Jiraiya shook him slightly, as he sat beside him in their room at the inn. "You were thrashing around in your sleep man. And then you started screaming. Any louder and the other guests might complain."

"What time is it?" he asked breathily.

"Like eight in the morning?" He gestured to the weak rays of sunlight coming in through their window. "We can sleep for another two hours before we head out."

Wiping at his brows, Orochimaru just shook his head in reply. So it was just a dream... again. Goddammit, did his body suddenly decided that after years of suppression, it was going to flood him with hormones and urges all at once? Scientifically, this was the start of the best age when men and women were most fertile and likely to sire an offspring, but this was just getting ridiculous. However, he knew that it wasn't entirely his body that was at fault. Tsunade had been very patient with him but even she was reaching her limits. He was afraid that sooner or later, she literally would pull off something like the situation in his dream. After all, she had tried running her hand up his legs when they were having dinner at a freaking public restaurant. He spat his tea so far that it struck a lady in the face, three tables away.

Jiraiya held his friend's face with both hands and leaned in close. His eyes flickered down briefly and he said, "You look terrified, but at the same time, it seems that you've just had a wet dream-" Orochimaru growled and leaned forward to bite his nose, making him cry out and run away to nurse his red nose. "Are you crazy!"

"Pack up. I'm going to take my morning shower." Flinging aside the blankets, he headed for their bathroom. Once he was in the clean and very traditional bathroom, decorated with a big pot of bamboo in the corner, he locked the door shut. Turning his head towards the shower, he flung aside the herb green shower curtains and set the water to 'freezing cold'.

Outside the door, Jiraiya rapped his knuckles on it and hollered, "You know that if you have any questions, you can ask me! I can have The Talk with you!"

"I'M NOT HAVING THE TALK WITH YOU!"

"AT THIS RATE YOU'RE GOING TO DIE A VIRGIN!"

"IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP YOU'RE GOING TO DIE RIGHT NOW!"

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-Anyone remember one of the early chapters where they had their first missions? It was chapter five when Jiraiya encountered the 'special' chicken. Again, I'm just amused that the Sannin's favorite food is related to chickens.

-Kurenai and Asuma's 'secretive' relationship sort of inspired me for Oro and Tsunade's relationship. Oro probably isn't the type to broadcast his private life to the world, and that's another reason why he doesn't quite want it public. Most ninjas (before Naruto's generation) remained single. Relationships was a rare thing for this career, probably because you didn't want the enemy to target those you cared about. Broadcasting it was also probably not a good idea either. Someone like Oro most likely has a bounty on his head, which is also probably why Mitsuki initially didn't tell anyone who his parents were.

-When Ino and Sai got married, he was absorbed into her clan. It makes sense that those who are clanless or of 'lower' rank, would join the spouse's clan. I believe that typically, the girl is the one who would go to the other clan, sort of like how girls changed their surname when they're married in the past (Sakura, Hinata, Karui, Temari, etc). But for cases like Sai, Ino is from a well known clan and he was an orphan raised by Root. So I think that if Orochimaru was to marry Tsunade, he'd become a part of the Senju clan. Which is actually kind of funny since the Senju are famous for being good in every type of ninja arts, which he succeeded at. Taijutsu, Genjutsu, Ninjutsu, Kenjutsu, and add in curse techniques as well. Now, his body of a Zetsu, is also made up of Hashirama's cells.

-The Talk is so coming up next chapter LOL.

┗(｀・ω・´)┛Greetings new reader, Alexa! I'm delighted to hear that you're enjoying the story. Thank you for your kind words! The Sannin are so great, I thought they deserved more backstory in the manga/anime.

(*≧∀≦*) Teehee, I try hard to have things make sense and connect with the canon storyline, KHB123. I'm happy you appreciate that about this story. And agree with you on Danzo. The guy is such an ass. His two good moments was blowing himself up to try and save Konoha, and sending Sai out. But yep, Oro and Danzo are of a darker nature and more ruthless, so they have a sense of understanding. At the same time, they're wary of each other because they know what the other is capable of. Oh I adore Sannin kids. I think they're hilarious as kids, and try to squeeze that in. It makes perfect sense in my brain that Jiraiya would think Oro was a girl when they first met. And yay, I'm not the only one that sees Oro and Tsu's strong connection in the future :D I hope there'll be more Orotsu in the Boruto manga and anime. Thank you so much for reading, and holding this fic in such high regards, friend.

v(^∀^*) Thanks JigokuShoujosRevenge! It's a great compliment that you consider this plan of his so smart and manipulative. It was exactly what I was going for.

(*^.^*) First of all, thank you for the correction xxhebi-himexx! I've made the corrections and thanked you on the top of last chapter. Much appreciated friend! I believe that when Jiraiya and Tsunade could no longer stand Orochimaru's darkness, was during the Three-Way Deadlock with Naruto involved. Jiraiya looked like he couldn't believe that Orochi slashed through Tsunade's lungs, and after years and years of going after him, said 'We're no longer friends'. Tsunade tried to kill him, finally fed up with everything. She probably heard stories of his criminal activities, now hears from his own mouth that he killed their teacher, who was a father figure to him, and then lied to her that he would spare Konoha. It's sort of like Sakura, (sort of) trying to kill Sasuke because they didn't want to see Sasuke/Orochimaru get worse. Going to be pretty tragic when this story gets there. And yep, Danzo is just bidding his time to recruit Oro, when everything is going really bad and hopeless for him, to make him worse.

(*ﾟ∀ﾟ*) Here's the next chapter LuckyLefty77.

(〃￣ω￣〃)ゞ I always felt that since they've grown up since they were babies (six), they were really close and had way more memories than the more nonsensical Naruto/Sasuke/Sakura team, lumichan. Team 7 time together was actually pretty short, while the Sannin had at least twenty years together, and they braved the 2nd war together. The three are so wacky, but they're so great together, I love their friendship. I think Jiraiya was the big glue that held them together, with his golden heart and sense of humor. Hope you like their birthday! And ohhhhhhhhhhhh yea, I have plans for more hilarious and sweet Orotsu love. Huehuehuehue.

(≧▽≦) You're very right, BlackLady777. Karma is going to bite Oro in the ass later, for resorting to teaming up with Danzo. And teehee, their main differences is that while Tsunade is more passionate and blunt, and that she shows a very vibrant side to life, Oro is also passionate but in a more hidden way, and is more thoughtful before he makes a move. He has a temper like her, but he's more likely to strike someone in the back while Tsunade would just sock someone in the face. But she is impatient while he's more patient, that's another big difference. I think something that also helps compliment them with each other, is indeed the fact that they're two of the smartest people, and that they're incredibly clever, vain and witty. Oro likes to smirk and be abit snide, while Tsunade is stuck-up and very confident in herself. She as a healer though, is more compassionate and is probably more keen and sensitive to people's emotions, which is why I think she'd satisfy Oro's emotional and intellectual needs as his partner. As for Oro, he always says that he 'knows her best', and is probably very well in tuned with what she wants, what makes her happy, etc. ;D As for Jiraiya, he is abit of a strange one for me to write at times but at the core, I think he is a very sacrificing kind of man. Even if he loved Tsu, he told her he'd kill her if she helped Oro. He has a very clear idea about what's right and wrong, is willing to hurt them to stop them from becoming worse, but he is going to jump with them and let himself be hurt for them. Killing Tsunade means losing the love of his life after all, but he is willing to go that far. For Oro, he left home and wandered around after him for years on end. I'm sure Oro is probably annoyed that he has to make an extra twenty hideouts to keep away from his teammate, but at the same time, like here, is touched. Oh yea xD Oro only has one dirty poster, which is stuck on his bathroom door, curtesy of Jiraiya haha. I feel like writing a chapter of showing Jiraiya's room all of a sudden. Thanks! Oh if Kabuto and Shizune were to talk of their time under their masters, I think both would be abit amused by how similar their situations were under them.

(`•ω•´๑) Agreed, ileangie23. Sarutobi was too lenient with Danzo, but it's abit similar to how Jiraiya was with Oro, and Naruto with Sasuke. Le sigh, they let themselves be too optimistic. Teehee, it never gets old for me with people mistaking Oro for a girl and Jiraiya being pervy. Add in the cuteness as kids, and that really was one of my favorite flashback to write. Oh yea, the Sannin work so well together, and are very protective of each other, even if they pick on each other. I enjoyed writing that Tsu and Jiraiya blocked Danzo's path to Orochi. And you've got a very good eye in picking out that indeed, what I wrote shows clearly Oro doesn't have the requirements to be a good Hokage, mainly because he can't feel for the people and justifies it to make himself always be right. I think his future labs and the funding for it comes from the fact that he can probably sell medicinal drugs and has alot of research notes that people would kill for. Oh yea, I enjoy writing Oro because he's such a complex character. From super creepy evil, to being cutely flustered with emotional stuff, to being calm and analytical, and etc. Though I think when it comes to humor, Jiraiya takes top spot for me.