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A/N: The sixth chapter is here loyal readers! And to new readers, you should be very lucky that i'm the only one on the site that has been writing such a long and fabulous Tsunade and Orochimaru fanfic, lol. Anyways, now that we're getting deeper into the story, I find that the Tsunade and Jiraiya pairing is becoming more and more appealing to me. No, i'm not changing this to a Tsu/Jir fanfic, but still, if you've read the summary of the story it doessay that passion between Tsunade and Orochimaru starts to die. But nevertheless, I still, with all my Tsu/Oro fangirl heart, try my hardest to include some type of romance with the main pairing of Orochimaru and Tsunade. Despite all of this, i'll tell you the truth when I say that I had a fun time writing this chapter. Seriously, I was laughing out loud and everything, lolz. So please enjoy the new chapter even if there is absolutely no Tsu/Oro fluff or action. Sumimasen and have fun reading!
The night crept up quickly in the Konoha Village, bringing with it inevitable darkness, a cloudy and pouring sky it's canvas. Every child hurried for home or some nearby sanctuary from the rain, the only ones out were adults going to various clubs and bars. Tsunade was among one of them, strolling the village with Shizune beside her holding up a large umbrella that covered the two of them. Why the blonde chose tonight to go out, she didn't know. What perplexed the assistant kunoichi further was the fact that her mistress actually invited one of her Sannin friends, Jiraiya.
'Hmm. I wonder why she's bringing him along...'
The two arrived at Jiraiya's, Tsunade doing the job of ringing the doorbell before waiting a long few moments. Losing her patience quickly, the amber eyed Sannin pushed on the doorbell repeatedly until Shizune told her to stop. On the fourteenth time, Tsunade did stop before fixing her face into an upset scowl. But as soon as she heard the excited shrills of 'Mommy!!', her scowl transformed into a smile. Her son always had that effect on her.
"Alright, alright! Hold up!"
Jiraiya sounded loud throughout the apartment, to the two kunoichi's outside, it sounding like he was in the midst of something. As sounds of running, laughing, and all kinds of hasty clutter went on behind the door, Tsunade once more put on an impatient look. Whatever was taking them so long, it had to be Jiraiya's fault.
"Where's your coat?," Jiraiya said while searching for his shoes.
Sanosuke jumped onto a couch and peered behind it where a small space was harbored. His eyes lit up at his blue raincoat and frantically pointed to it.
"Right here, Jiraiya!"
"Good, i'm comin'..."
The next few minutes for Tsunade and Shizune were spent waiting outside impatiently for Jiraiya and Sanosuke who were still bustling through the apartment, getting ready, blissfully unaware if only for a few minutes of the Godaime's thin patience and short temper.
"...Grrr, that's it...I've fucking had it!! I'm gonna count to motherfuckin' ten, Jiraiya and if your ass aint out here by then, i'm busting down this goddamn door!!," Tsunade shouted, utterly pissed.
Shizune gasped, waving her hand frantically as if to ward off her colourful language.
"Godaime!! Please with the cussing!! There's a five year old in there too!!"
The blonde Sannin arrogantly crossed her arms, turning her head. "It's not like he's never heard it before and my boy knows better."
Her black haired servant backed down from the argument, sighing in disappointment of her misbehaved Hokage.
'She's been so abrasive this past week and now here she is again throwing another fit. I don't know what to expect from her next.'
As Tsunade counted out loud in ear splitting yelling, Jiraiya suddenly began panicking. Quickly, he sprayed on his cologne, scooped up Sanosuke over his shoulder and grabbed his keys before dashing to the door.
"Don't say ten, don't say ten!!," he begged as he flung open the door.
His worried dark eyes fell upon the two females, one being the frightened Shizune who was mouthing her prayers for him and Tsunade who had reached the final number, death written out for the silver haired Sannin.
"TEN!! When I get my hands on you, i'm gonna...," she growled as she began stomping towards him.
Out of spite of her enraged Lady, Shizune flew her arm around her waist from behind as she tried her best to stop any violence from happening.
"Lady Tsunade!! Stop!! Have you gone mad?!," the medical kunoichi said with vehement persuading.
"Shizune! Will you let go of me? I'm not going to touch him! Jeez!!"
With a firm tug, Tsunade succeeded in prying her arm from her waist. Looking over her shoulder, she narrowed her ambers before rebuking, "You don't have to be so protective. You know me by now. I'd never do anything like that infront of my kid, so stop worrying all the time."
Casting her eyes downwards, bowing her head, Shizune whispered her apologies before the golden haired Sannin turned back to the silver haired Sannin. Stern eyes glaring up at Jiraiya, Tsunade opened her mouth to scold him before her son spoke up first.
"Please no hurt Jiraiya, mommy..."
Sanosuke had his arms around his neck, staring at his mother through glassy honey orbs. Guilt immediately overcame his mother while she averted her eyes to look into his. Upon seeing reassurance and love in her irises, relief came in the form of a small smile, finding its way onto the small boy's face.
"I promise sweetheart..."
Jiraiya's frown ceased to let up at he handed over her son slowly into her arms and watched the tender scene before him. Maternal instincts taken over her dissipating anger, Tsunade wiped away her son's tears and kissed his forehead.
"Don't cry. Mommy's here."
Inwardly mortified of her previous behavior, the Hokage without looking at neither of them, uttered their leave before starting off towards her next destination. Shizune struggled to catch up with her fast strides all the while Jiraiya sulked behind them with a leisure walk, opening a small umbrella to cover his head.
'I should have went on that date...I might have even been lucky. I doubt any of that will be happening tonight, especially with Tsunade...'
Upon arriving at Ino's house, Tsunade didn't expect to see Ino's mother nor to find out that Ino was fast asleep. It seemed like her plans for the perfect night out were already beginning to go awry.
"Oh, my goodness! I'm terribly sorry, Godaime! I had no idea my daughter promised you that!"
Bowing deeply, Ino's mother straightened her stance and called out for Shikamaru over her shoulder.
"Shika!! Come look who's here, honey!!"
"Not now, i'm watchin' t.v.!!"
Rolling her eyes, Ino's mother shouted, "It's Lady Hokage!! She's here to drop off Sanosuke!! Remember you promised to watch him tonight?!"
"Oh, yeah! I'll be right there!"
Tsunade managed a nervous smile as Ino's mother came back to her, laughing.
"Please, my deepest apologies, Lady Tsunade. My son-in-law is probably the laziest father-to-be..."
"I'll agree with you on that one. But he's a born shinobi. Don't let his laziness fool you Mrs.Yamanaka."
Giggling, the younger woman's eyes fell upon the five year old in her arms, instantly beaming at him.
"My goodness, you're even cuter up close! Truly, Lady Hokage, your son is simply adorable! Why he even looks familiar..."
The blonde haired Sannin began to blush as she demurely looked away. Before Mrs. Yamanaka could become suspicious or ask any further questions, Shikamaru arrived, yawning.
"Oh, hi Lady Godaime."
"Hello, Shikamaru. So, Ino's asleep huh?"
"Yeah. She sleeps alot. I swear, I don't know how any of this is gonna work with both of us being lazy now."
Laughing softly, Tsunade readjusted her son in her arms. Ino's mother took notice that it was raining pretty heavily outside and if it wasn't for the umbrella over her head, the Hokage would have been completely soaked.
"Oh, Lady Tsunade! Won't you come inside for some tea? It's awfully pouring outside."
"Thank you, but i'm afraid I can't stay. You see, I need someone to watch my son so I can attend to...important business. I'm going to be doing some house calls for a few hours. I promise to be back around midnight. One o'clock at the least," Tsunade explained, Shizune giving her cautious glances every now and then.
'Oh my goodness, there she goes lying again. I swear, doesn't anyone around here stand up to her besides me?'
"Well isn't that nice? Well, we promise to take good care of him. Plus this will be a nice experience for Shikamaru, seeing as he has no siblings of his own to take care of. This will be perfect, won't it Shikamaru?"
The teenage Jounnin nodded, refraining a sigh.
"I guess so. It can't be that hard."
As Mrs. Yamanaka scolded him for his handling of the situation, Shikamaru noticed Sanosuke peering at him with reluctant eyes. The father-to-be offered a friendly smile and almost immediately, Sanosuke let down his guard and smiled as well.
"...This is serious, Shikamaru! You're going to be a father and yet you talk like it's nothing at all?! I swear when I see your mother, i'm going to have a firm conversation with her about your-"
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. I think we should take Sanosuke now. The Godaime has places to be and it's obviously not standing here listening to you argue," Shikamaru said cooly as Tsunade leaned down to let her son stand on his own.
"Be good for mommy, Sanosuke. I'll be back soon."
Nodding, the black haired boy looked into his mother's leveled ambers and hugged her as tightly as he could. Tsunade hugged him back, kissing his ear.
"I'll miss you, mommy...promise I can go outside and play tommorow?"
"Sure."
"Even if it's raining?"
His mother laughed gently, giving the side of his head a large kiss.
"Yes. Now run along. Shikamaru's going to watch after you. He's nice."
After sharing a kiss, her son let her go and turned towards Shikamaru who was waiting with an outstretched hand.
"Come on, kid. Mrs. Yamanaka's got ice cream in her freezer."
Ecstatic, the young boy clasped the older boy's hand and jumped with excitement the entire way to the kitchen.
"Is there chocolate?!"
"Pretty much every flavor imaginable. My girlfriend keeps her freezer stocked 'cause she gets cravings all the time for it."
Mrs. Yamanaka let out a small giggle before bowing.
"Thank you very much, my Lady. Your son's in good hands."
"Please, the pleasure is all mine. No need to thank me. I should be thanking you," Tsunade said while giving a small bow.
"There's no need for that, really. But may I ask, what's his normal bedtime? I should have him asleep whenever you desire-"
"Please, it's fine. Let him stay up as long as he wants. Whatever he wants, he gets. My son's spoiled, but hey, what can I do?"
"But he's such a sweet child. Anyways, I guess you must be on your way. Nice seeing you, Lady Tsunade."
"Likewise."
After another bow, Tsunade and company headed off towards the bar, Mrs. Yamanaka waving them off.
"Take your time! Please, don't rush!"
The amber eyed Hokage gave a silent wave as she continued on her way. Once out of hearing, Shizune gave her a stern glare, gripping the umbrella in her hand.
"Why the hell did you lie like that? One day all of your lies are gonna catch up to you, ya know?"
"Oh please. Like that could ever happen to me. This is why people go out to drink, Shizune."
"Why?"
"To get away from people like you, that's why," Tsunade mused, Jiraiya chuckling with a shake of his head.
"What's so funny?!," Shizune growled, anger in her eyes.
"Can't you go five seconds without being vulgar, Tsunade?," the toad sage asked honestly.
"And can't you go five seconds without being a goddamn pervert?," she snapped, readjusting her purse over her shoulder.
The tables were turned as the medical assistant started to laugh, leaving the perverted Sannin fuming. Honestly, the woman was never happy, no matter what happened to her. Jiraiya wondered if there was an off switch somewhere within her that was sapping away all her happiness.
'Why does Tsunade have to be so...bitchy?!'
But then, as fast as a strike of lightning, it came to him head on. His heated anger was washed away with the overwhelming feeling of guilt.
'Then again...the only one who does make her happy is Sanosuke.'
Jiraiya stared at nothing else but her the entire way to the bar, with a stare that belonged to a lovesick old man as he gazed from her waist long golden hair all the way down to her stilettos. Words couldn't describe the feelings he had for her, all muddled and disoriented inside his mind. There were times when he wished he would just say it to her, but then it would all backfire, resulting in saying something offensive and receiving blindingly fast slaps that one time nearly knocked him out. Why couldn't he just tell her? Why was it so hard? It wasn't like they were children anymore.
Before his thoughts could mature any further, they arrived at their destination. A bar called "The Drunken Sailor". Fitting, seeing as Tsunade talked like a sailor twenty four seven and could tolerate as much alcohol as a grown man. Jiraiya had a feeling that they'd be in here for a while.
'She drinks like a grown ass man. I can't let her down more sake. No way, that'll destroy all the pride I have left if I let her drink more than me!'
"This is it. I hear their hot wings are pretty good."
With widened eyes, the silver haired Sannin said in disbelief, "So you're saying...you don't want to drink?"
Turning her head to look over her shoulder, Tsunade gave him a devilish smirk with eyes to match. Unknowingly, she had hit a place in his heart with just her look, Jiraiya's lust for the Godaime rising tenfold.
"Oh, i'm gonna drink alright. But not on an empty stomach, are you crazy? I swear, men...my curves don't come from sake alone, you know."
"I know they don't," Jiraiya replied with a perverted smile.
Rolling her eyes, she entered the bar, Shizune following after retracting the umbrella then finally, Jiraiya. The bar was full of people, seeing as it was a Saturday night and nobody would be caught dead at home. Amidst the bustling crowds were quite a few Jounnin, some recognizable ANBU, and even a Chunnin or two. The ones that were old enough to drink of course. Tsunade all the while was searching for a table when she spotted one in the corner, a cozy little booth away from all the mingling and such.
"Come on, this way," she called behind her over the loud ad libbed conversational noise.
The two followed her to the booth and took their seats, Tsunade sliding to the end of the table and Shizune taking a seat next to her, enclosing her so if she wanted to get up, the assistant would have to get up as well. Jiraiya respected the fact that the two girls wanted to sit next to eachother and sat across from them, more like across from Tsunade. Menu's before them, they grabbed them first before doing anything else, studied the various foods. A minute later, a waiter approached to take their orders.
"I'll have a hamburger with fries and a glass of water," Shizune announced in a dignified tone, oblivious to the eye rolling of the Hokage.
"Yeah, i'll have an order of fried shrimp and some dumplings, pork fried rice and a beer," Jiraiya said in a nonchalant manner.
"Finally," Tsunade huffed.
"And for you, Lady Hokage?"
"Well...to start, i'll have two orders of hot wings, no blue cheese dressing. An order of fried shrimp, a cheeseburger, two orders of cheese fries and a glass of soda, and there better be a lime in it. I want this in ten minutes, no later than that," Tsunade ordered firmly without even looking at the flabbergasted waiter.
Bowing quickly, he left, leaving the three to themselves. Shizune was the first to speak up, in utter awe at her oblivious Godaime.
"Tsunade! What the hell?! Do you have a bottomless pit as a stomach?!"
"To start? Damn, woman. You eat more than me," Jiraiya added, chuckling.
Tsunade glared at him while shrugging out of her jacket, revealing a very attracting outfit of a black miniskirt and a sleeveless top that showed her tight navel, complimented her ample assets. She took mental notice of the marginal widening of his perverted eyes, yet spoke nothing of it. This was probably going to be her only night out for a month, maybe two, so she'd rather make the best of it. The blonde turned her eyes away from him to talk to Shizune, very well aware that he was still staring at her. Her conversation went in and out his ears, insignificant as he marveled at her body.
'She's so beautiful. I can tell her metabolism has been kicking in overdrive since she had Sanosuke. She looks incredible.'
"...I told you to wear those earrings," Tsunade scolded lightly, shaking her head.
"I didn't want to seem too flashy. I'm already wearing the skirt you let me borrow."
"I know, isn't it cute?"
Grimacing slightly down at the short leather skirt, Shizune replied prudently, "If you're a stripper."
Taken aback at just the slightest, the Godaime raised an eyebrow and studied her friend closer.
"I dress like a stripper? Shizune, I think you need to let loose a little bit more."
Pointing menacingly at her outfit, the black haired assistant received a heavy sigh from her Lady.
"You mean like that?"
"I don't see what the problem is," Tsunade defended in a mellow tone, lifting a leg over the other to prevent the toad sage from getting any ideas of looking up her skirt, in which she had deliberately skipped putting on panties.
Admitting defeat, Shizune gave a small shake of her head before changing the conversation. Ten minutes later, the food arrived and it seemed like nearly all conversation was gone as soon as Tsunade started to eat. Jiraiya and Shizune were in silent awe as they watched the blonde haired mother literally wolf down her food, taking the occasional gulp of soda before going back to another plate. The table was full of food, mostly Tsunade's and by the time she was done, Jiraiya had nearly eaten his way through his three plates of food. Shizune barely done with her hamburger.
"Holy shit. Woman, where did it all go?"
Wiping her mouth with a napkin, she gave him a stern look before reaching across the table for another napkin.
"In my stomach. Isn't that were all food goes, moron?"
Sighing at the harassing Sannin, Tsunade called for a waiter and ordered another plate of hot wings.
"Oh, and can we get a bottle of sake as well?"
"Of course, Godaime."
After the waiter staggeringly carried the stack of empty plates away, Shizune turned to Jiraiya and started up a conversation.
"So, Jiraiya, how's training with Naruto been lately?"
Mouth full of food, the toad sage blurted his words in messy mumbles as a disgusted Tsunade and Shizune watched. Once food started coming out, that's when the barely dressed Hokage called an end to it.
"Hey! Chew your food, goddammit! I don't want any on my new skirt..."
Swallowing his food, Jiraiya eyed her with playful dark eyes, taking in great amusement at her pouting face.
"We wouldn't want that, now would we?," he mused huskily, momentarily forgetting about his conversation with Shizune. He was much more interested in the busty blonde.
Eyes averting to the ceiling, the amber eyed kunoichi drummed her nails onto the table while mumbling under her breath. "I swear. I really need a drink."
He teasingly laughed at her before the woman beside her attempted to catch his attention with a firm shout of his name.
"Jiraiya!"
"Hmm?"
"Did you forget about my question?"
"Oh...no, I didn't. Sorry." Jiraiya gave Tsunade a final gaze before starting his conversation with the impatient assistant.
Soon enough, the sake arrived as well as the third order of hot wings. Tsunade immediately dove for the sake bottle first, filling her cup to the brim before downing it down.
"Oh, yes. That's perfect..."
She poured herself another cup before placing it in the middle of the table for the others to share. The toad sage watched her drink the alcohol with a slightly fascinated stare. The woman was simply amazing.
"You sure do like sake, huh?"
"You bet your ass. I barely get to drink anymore. Try having a five year old tagging around you all day and a sake bottle in your hand. It doesn't quite work out," the Godaime said in a somber tone, taking a sip of her sake.
Jiraiya shook his head, poured himself some sake. Shizune did the same and the night was spent drinking bottle after bottle of sake, discussing personal lives and important topics. It wasn't until well after twelve did Tsunade's words begun to slur, sentences turning incoherent as she poured herself another cup of sake. Her Sannin friend, who was probably neck and neck with her alcohol tolerance, was surprisingly still self aware and noticed her strange behavior almost immediately.
'She drank more than both of us put together...gods, i'm surprised she didn't pass out.'
Shizune, who had the fewest drinks, unsurprisingly had the least tolerance the alcohol, excusing herself from the table to dash to the ladies room. Now the two Sannin were all alone, yet Tsunade could have cared less, that is if she could pay attention. She was completely focused on her sake, amber eyes glazed over as she gulped down her umpteenth cup.
"Hey, Tsunade. How many drinks did you have?"
Cheeks flushed, a large grin plastered to her face, she slowly lifted her tired ambers to stare at the concerned Sannin.
"Huh?...Oh, would you look at that. We're out of sake...umm, what's his name?...Butler?...No, it can't be- oh yeah! WAITER!! WAITER!! ANOTHER ROUND OVER HERE!!"
Jiraiya stared at her in utter shock. It was completely obvious that she was drunk, but never did he know that she could be a sloppy drunk. She was always so composed and well intact with herself. But now, she was just a mess. A train wreck that already happened and was asking for more.
"Tsunade. I think you've had enough-"
Suddenly, the murky minded Hokage bursted out into uncontrollable cackling, banging her fist on the table. Becoming steadily prudent, in fear she'd do something completely out of character, Jiraiya slowly reached for her hand and placed his over hers. If he was anything, it wasn't heartless. He knew she had a son to take care of and in this condition, there was no possible way she could do so. He had to stop her while she was ahead.
"Listen...Tsunade. I think it's time we leave-"
"EXCUSE ME?! NUH-UH!!...I...I THINK YOU NEED TO LEAVE...B-BEFORE I...I...What was I gonna say again?"
Jiraiya sighed deeply, embarrassment showing upon his face from the stares of nearby people. She was causing a scene all by herself and she wasn't even aware of it. He decided. Once Shizune came back, they were going to head off for home. That was that.
"Get ready. We're leaving, Tsunade."
"Huh?! Who are you to tell me?! THE FUCKING HOKAGE!! I swear if...if I wasn't sitting down...i'd...oh god, where's that sake? WAITER!!"
Moments later, a hesitant waiter arrived with another bottle of sake. "Can we get a bill please? We're going to leave now," the toad sage requested while pulling out his wallet to check his money.
"Yes. Of course."
Tsunade's bloodshot eyes beamed at the bottle, practically snatching it before downing the alcohol all by herself, not even having the self control to pour it into a cup first. Jiraiya could feel the effects of his alcohol intake taking over his mind, but he tried desperately to fight it. He had to keep himself intact so he could make sure she got home safely.
"Enough! Tsunade put the bottle down!"
Reaching over the table, he took a firm hold of her wrist and yanked the bottle from her lips. Eyes kindling with anger, Jiraiya finally stood his ground, no longer intimidated by her. Tsunade immediately glared at him, so enraged she didn't know whether to punch him first or let him say his last words before she went ahead and punched him. Why was someone always trying to ruin her fun? Jiraiya was officially a killjoy.
"What's the matter with you?!"
"You, that's what!! Now let go of me," she argued, pulling his hand from around her wrist.
"Not until you put down that goddamn bottle!!"
"Want me to put the fuckin' bottle down, huh?!
"What am I speakin'?! Chinese?!"
Though her entire mind was hammered, the Godaime knew a threat when she saw it. Jiraiya was practically asking for an ass whipping- and that was what he was going to get. In less than a second, Tsunade threw the half empty bottle across the table, landing on the floor with a shatter before jumping across the table and landing a hard slap across his face.
The entire bar now was watching, cheering and growing increasingly wild as they watched the fight between the two legendary Sannin unfold.
"Fight, fight, fight, fight!!"
"Get 'em Hokage!! Don't let a man beat you now!!"
"Let's go, Jiraiya!! Whooo!!"
In the heat of the fight, though the silver haired Sannin didn't land a finger on her, he did try to stop her. But to no avail. She was like an enraged tigress on a bad day. A really bad day, like she was having both PMSing issues and baby daddy issues at the same time. Jiraiya, inwardly, had never been more scared in his entire life. Tsunade was going to town on the grown man; slapping, punching, pulling hair, so much going on that it didn't take long for the both of them to land on the floor. Shizune ironically arrived from the bathroom, astonished at the sight before her. The whole bar was crowded around the two, cheering them on.
It was an absolute frenzied mess. Shizune dove in almost immediatley, in fear that something horrible would turn out if she didn't act.
"Tsunade!! Stop!!"
Just when she was about to haul her off of him, Jiraiya finally got a hold of Tsunade's arms, flipping them over so she was beneath him. Her breathing was erratic, heart thumping wildly against her chest. She was completely outraged, hurt, confused. She didn't know what the hell to do, what to feel, but with one look into his upset dark eyes and she was like ice cream; melting. Through her foggy, jumbled mind, she began to remember all the times when she used to be upset and how he'd used to comfort her, make her feel better. What she was doing was the complete opposite to him. Some friend she was. Her guilt had to have came from all of that sake or else she still would have been putting up a fight against him. Already she could tell she's done quite alot of damage and she did get a few good punches to his face. He'd surely be feeling it all in the morning.
"Jiraiya...?," Tsunade whispered as if it were the first time saying his name.
He had never pictured them to end up like this- on the floor of a local bar, wasted, with about a hundred people waiting for what was going to happen next. Jiraiya gazed straight into her eyes, looked past the bloodshot veins and into her irises. About the most prettiest damn colour he's ever seen. He's been such a fool. A fool that had been too shy to say what he really felt. How much he adored her, from her vulgar cussing to her breasts that he could sit a sake cup on if he wanted to.
"Your eyes. They're...they're so beautiful...," he mumbled, letting go of one of her arms to gently push aside her bangs.
Without her consent, her eyes began to form unwanted salt water, welling up past her vision. Her drunken mind couldn't decipher what was going on, only her conscious being the one telling her what to do. And it was telling her to do what she had been so afraid to do for so long. To accept his affections. Unable to think for herself, defend herself, she reached up and did the only did she knew she could do by herself. Tsunade pressed her lips against his slowly, eyes closing as tears ran down the sides of her face. Jiraiya jolted in his place, accidentally breaking the kiss in shock.
'Did she just?...'
"Tsunade!!"
Shizune kneeled over to them, studied Tsunade's intoxicated eyes, the tears rolling down her face. She gently shook her head, wiped away the trickling salt water. Now that her mistress's mind was subdued to that of a helpless infant, Shizune was forced to take on the role she thought she'd never have to take on. A mother. To the Hokage no less who was twice her own age.
"Oh, goodness. Tsunade..."
"Alright!! Break it up!! Come on, nothing to see here!!"
The black haired assistant looked up to see the masked Jounnin, Kakashi, breaking up the crowd. As the people began to go back to their own business, the bar once again started bustling, this time with gossip about the fight that had just occurred. Kakashi sighed softly, walked over to the three. His uncovered eye fell upon Shizune, taking up some interest. He never expected her to be in a place like this, more importantly wearing something so daring as a short skirt and a halter top. What on earth was a delicate flower like her doing in a place like this meant for people of the complete opposite? One look at the drunk Hokage on the floor answered his queries.
'She came with Tsunade. That Godaime of ours...she sure is an alcoholic.'
"Oh, well hello Shizune. Mind telling me just what's going on?"
Standing up, she shrugged while shooting worried looks down at the drunken blonde and equally drunk toad sage.
"I have no idea what happened. I only went to the bathroom for five minutes and then I hear everyone shouting their names. Honestly, I can't take them anywhere."
Kakashi stifled a chuckle before he too gazed down at the pair of intoxicated Sannin, Jiraiya slowly pulling Tsunade to her feet. It was useless. Not even five seconds passed before the Godaime began to crumble back down onto the floor. The silver haired Sannin immediately caught her, hauling up her body close to his, finding sympathy for her in her soft groans.
"My head...killing me," she muttered into his chest.
Sighing, Jiraiya looked towards Kakashi with an apologetic look. "Please excuse her. She's had too much sake."
"Do you need any help getting her home?," Kakashi replied with concern knotted in his forehead.
"Nah, i'm fine. But I don't know about Shizune. She's actually not much of an alcoholic, but she drank too much for her body. I think you should take her home-"
"I'm fine, dammit! Honestly, i'm not some child!," Shizune argued loudly.
"Woah. Well, alright then. I won't argue with that one. Just make it home safe you three. Especially you, Shizune..."
Flushing, she nodded her head before going towards the booth to retrieve her purse. Kakashi gave a curt nod then disappeared into the swarm of ninja. Jiraiya let out a gruff exhale as he moved Tsunade to a seat at the edge of the booth and let her lean against the table.
"Shizune, you get her ready to go. I'm gonna pay the bill."
"Sure."
Once the blonde haired Hokage was sure that he was gone, she looked at her disappointed assistant, pouting. Tucking away stray golden tresses behind her ears, she watched as Shizune demurely caught her stare, teacher and disciple engaging in the most awkward moment of all time.
"Hey...Shizune. Do you...do you think I was too mean to Jiraiya tonight?"
Pursing her lips, her assistant retrieved her jacket and purse, placed them on the table before slowly sitting down across from her. Fiddling her thumbs, she gave a tentative look towards her awaiting Lady before answering.
"Actually, I thought you were quite unappreciative. He's only trying to be nice. In fact, I think he kinda likes you...just this once, could you apologize? I don't know how that fight started, but i'm almost positive you started it...," Shizune replied truthfully, looking down.
Tsunade listened quietly, biting her lip in guilty frustration. She had no idea how bitchy she was being, especially towards him. Jiraiya truly was a sweet guy, though a bit perverted, a good person. The Godaime at that moment, in the midst of her disarrayed mind and the noisy bar, hated herself. Not another word passed her lips when Jiraiya returned. She unceremoniously stuffed her arms into her jacket, grabbed her purse and minutes later, they were all ready to leave.
Stepping outside, there was a nice, cool breeze, accompanied with the absence of rain clouds. The rain had ended hours ago, replaced with a clear, deep indigo sky littered with the twinkling of a trillion stars. It was beautiful. Certainly much better than being in that heated bar where they were surrounded by drunkards and nosy shinobi.
Shizune sighed in relief when she came out of the bar, stopping herself from opening her umbrella. She looked back over her shoulder at Tsunade who was being patiently escorted by Jiraiya, clinging to his arm, stumbling over her own stilettos.
"Please. I can't let Sanosuke see me like this..."
"Don't worry, Tsunade. I'll retrieve him," her assistant replied reassuringly.
"It looks like i'm taking you home then. You'll meet us there, Shizune?"
"Yeah. Just make sure she makes it home safe. You have your keys, Tsunade?"
The Hokage replied with an angry wave of her hand, trying her hardest to suppress the oncoming feeling of nausea rising up her throat.
"Good. Then take her home I guess. Please, I know this sounds weird, but make sure she makes it to her bedroom. I'd die if the next morning she was found sprawled somewhere outside by someone other than me. Her reputation is at stake," she explained softly, giving worried glances towards the clumsy Godaime.
The next thing she knew, Tsunade's heel stepped onto a rock, causing her already poor balance to topple. Jiraiya, luckily, caught her before she fell face first into the ground, arms wrapped tight around her waist. And that's when all hell broke loose. When he squeezed onto her stomach like that to catch her from falling, the nausea inside of her had risen to a point where she couldn't ignore it any longer. Keeling over, the Hokage vomited an unsightly amount, most of it being the three orders of hot wings and the array of other mountainous food she had scarfed down from earlier.
The toad sage groaned loudly, pissed about the entire thing as Shizune rushed over to catch up Tsunade's golden locks from her face. "Tsunade! Are you alright?!"
She responded with a quick shake of her head before another wave of sick overcame her body, making her stomach do somersaults as she opened her mouth to throw up again. Jiraiya couldn't believe it. One of the legendary Sannin, the fifth Hokage, had actually lowered her title even further, seeing as her high tolerance to alcohol had failed miserably before everyone's eyes. As if being called the "Legendary Sucker" wasn't enough for the poor woman. Surely she wouldn't hear the last of this tomorrow morning.
"...Are you alright now?," Shizune whispered softly, near to tears at her intoxicated Godaime. Tsunade thought about it, feeling the extreme tightening in her stomach fade away, the painful sting of her stomach acids burning her throat. She wanted to throw up again, but from the amount she let out, there wasn't anything left to throw up. She began to nod her head, moaning in agony. Quickly, her assistant reached into her purse and pulled out a napkin, wiped her mouth.
"Oh...I knew going out wasn't such a good idea. Honestly, Tsunade. If I was your mother...how will you work tomorrow? You'll have a hell of a hangover. Gods, I just can't believe you! This is why I scold you all the time! Ugh...what would you do without me?"
As Shizune's rebuking kept on, Jiraiya had a gut feeling that Tsunade was too weak to walk, in fact, too weak to stand. Carefully and as gently as he could, he wrapped an arm behind her knees and another arm around her shoulders before lifting her up with ease. Suddenly, a sharp pain was felt in his chest, Jiraiya stifling a cry as he kept his Hokage close. Yup, during their fight she definitely broke something of his and damn did it hurt like a motherfucker. Maybe a rib or two, he didn't know. Tsunade responded to being lifted into his arms with a soft moan, bloodshot eyes looking up into tender, dark ones, not even aware enough to see the pain behind them.
"I'll take you home. You're safe with me...Shizune's going to get your son for you. So just try and rest. I've got ya..."
The compassion behind his words, the feeling of warmth emitting from his broad body; even when she was drunk, he made her feel like she was on a cloud, a blissful cloud. Tsunade nodded, snuggling her head into his chest. His heartbeat was strong like his feelings for her, his stare lingering like the sense of joy he felt when around her. Jiraiya was damn near afraid he'd let out his contained happiness if he kept on thinking like he was. The woman he's cared for, for so many years was finally letting down her barriers, if only for a minute.
Shizune's voice came back into the picture and sadly, Jiraiya couldn't recall a damn word she had said.
"...So just take her home I guess."
Nodding, the silver haired Sannin brought the blonde closer, watching her close her eyes. "Yeah. I got it."
With one last tentative gaze, Shizune left, shaking her head sadly as she went. Jiraiya as well set off towards his destination, carrying the slumbering Hokage as if she was his last real treasure.
'In less than two hours you manage to get drunk, get into a bar fight, and kiss me, and all of this happening in the same night. What the hell am I gonna do with you, Tsunade?'
A/N: Wow, funny stuff is happening huh? You'd expect someone like Tsunade to have better control of herself, but nevertheless, it was hilarious making the legendary kunoichi drunk, lulz. So now that you're done, leave a review because the next chapter, I can guarantee, will have some hot and sexy action with our main pairing of Tsunade and Orochimaru. Sweetness, I know. Drop a review if you can, i'd really like to hear from you guys about my latest chapter and for sure this time, you'll see some Tsu/Oro action in the next chapter. Ja ne!