Chapter 1

No one's POV

"Tsunade, please. You will be an adult soon, I am sure you can understand the situation our village is facing."

"I do, but being a Hokage is not something I have envisioned for myself. I like to think that I am still a young, beautiful, smart, intelligent lady who needs to have a few more years of fun and worry-free. Forgive me for saying so but, being a Hokage, that's for idiots."

The air in the Hiruzen's office was becoming thicker every second. He watched Senju's granddaughter, more like he was glaring at her, and she was unbothered. Tsunade is troublesome, she is an alcoholic, she smokes a lot, both weed and cigarettes, she goes to sleep late and wakes up even later. You can't expect much more from a 17 year old. But, after all, she is ex Hokage's granddaughter.

"I will be honest. Right now, you are one of the, if not even the strongest shinobi in the village. You have exceptional skills, your speed, your chakra control, your medical skills...You are genius. Politics, economics, statistics, these are all fields you are exceptional at. I don't want to guilt you into doing anything princess Tsunade, but you can see my condition is getting worse. My dementia, it's getting worse."

Tsunade tried to hold her chuckle. She remembered Hiruzen sent two identical letters to her address.

"Tell you what. As long as you have strength to chit chat to ladies at the Ichiraku Ramen, you are fit to lead this village."

Hiruzen blushed from embarrassment, as his guards couldn't hold in their giggles.

"If you become really ill, you don't go out and have fun, and if you don't have that little smug look on your face anymore, I will know that you are unwell. If by that time I am still in the village, I'll think about your offer."

"And where exactly you plan on going?"

"I wanna go live. I have money, friends, youth...I wanna travel the world and enjoy."

Hiruzen looked at Tsunade and thought how she couldn't be more different from her grandfather Hashirama.

But the truth is, there was no one that could stop her. She is just unstoppable. Whatever she wants she will get. It didn't help that she obviously lacked empathy.

"I respect you sensei, don't forget that." Tsunade said this rather seriously before she turned on her heel and grabbed the doorknob.

"One more thing."

She glanced at Hiruzen, her manicured palm still holding the doorknob.

"Remember Forth?"

"What kind of a question is that? Of course I remember that idiot."

Tsunade had a firm belief that Forth Hokage caused a great tragedy to his family. Firstly, she believed Kushina was one of the best people she ever met as a child, and the most caring one. And secondly, she knew how eager Kushina was to become a mother. To leave this world just a few days after her son was born...it hurt Tsunade. Secondly, that child, no one cared for him. No one knows his whereabouts, and he most certainly isn't receiving the proper care. But Tsunade didn't care much about that, this is just what made Minato an idiot, at least to her.

"Well...Naruto is now back in the village."

"Who's Naruto?" Tsunade cringed.

"His son."

She was a bit surprised but still she didn't understand how any of that had anything to do with her.

"So? What about it?"

"He was found injured and he obviously lacks some basic human abilities, psychologically speaking."

"So you want me to heal him. Sure." She thought about Kushina.

"Tsunade, this kid...Never mind."

"What? Say it you old hag." Tsunade was one impatient lady.

"You'll see."

...

Tsunade was being escorted to the hospital. As the guards were walking behind her, she thought it was embarrassing to be seen with bodyguards. So, being the fastest one in the village, she decided to give them s bit of a hard time.

As she was gone in flash, all she had left to do was fix her skirt and enter the hospital. She smiled to herself.

"I really am exceptional" She whispered.

Tsunade was very well aware of her skills. And truth to be told, she knew that she was the only one that was fit to be a Hokage. Her thought were interrupted by a handful of bodyguards finally catching up with her, sweaty and exhausted.

"Princess...Tsunade...this...way." She found it funny how grown shinobis couldn't catch their breaths.

...

Tsunade's POV

As I walked down the hall, at one moment I felt my body shivering. I couldn't control it, so I looked around to check my surroundings. No one was feeling uncomfortable except for me. I focused my chakra to my arms and legs, partially stopping the goosebumps that were forming.

"This is his room. Would you like to go in alone?"

"Of course, I am a doctor after all." I loved being in charge, and being a medic, it wasn't rare for people to listen to me.

I went for the doorknob and that's when I felt my whole body tremble. Something wasn't right. Whatever waited for me behind those doors, it wasn't good.

Come on Tsunade, Just enter the room.

Lights were off which was the first thing that caught my attention. My body was kind of adapting to it, it was late, only light you could see was the street light from the window.

I took a few steps, each one was painful, I kept telling myself to cut it, but I wanted to turn around and leave.

Finally, I saw the boy, he was facing towards the window, his small feet hanging on the edge of the bed he was sitting on. The boy was small. Very small. He had spikey hair and he was covered in bandages. I could see his skin, except for his small feet.

"Hey..." I said as I continued to walk, eventually getting to the window, and as I built up the courage, I turned around.

That's when I felt my whole body just shut down for a minute. I don't know why, but seeing this boy, it felt like nothing I ever experienced before.

His eyes were big, blue and shiny. Small nose, even smaller, but full lips. He had cuts on his cheeks, but they weren't bruised. His chunky cheeks red and bloody. And his ears had cuts, his right ear was missing a little piece of ear shell. It was a V shaped cut.

It was obvious that the boy's body was so weak. Aside from being underweight, he had open wounds. His stomach was bruised and it looked like his ribs were coming out of his back. Like they were broken.

"H-H-..." The boy was somewhat confused, maybe even a bit scared.

"How old are you?" I asked as I slowly approached him and lifted his head by his chin.

"Three."

Words cannot explain the moment I heard three come out of his mouth. Aside from being smaller than he should be, malnourished, and pale, he didn't look like he was in much pain.

The whole thing was becoming too much for me, I knew I had to speed this up and just leave.

Green chakra surrounded my palms and as I went to put them on his chest, in a flash, he teleported right behind me with his kunai resting on my neck.

To say that I wasn't expecting that was one thing. But what I was definitely not expecting is a near death- looking toddler being almost as fast as I am and being able to move and have me put my guard down.

"What are you trying to do?" He asked.

"Naruto. I am a medic. Go back to bed." I could hear him yelp as my shadow clone grabbed him by his hair and pulled him up, breaking his kunai in half.

What caught my attention is that boy seemed rather sad that his kunai was on the floor, split in half.

"When did you-"

"Shh..."

I had never in my life had such encounter with anyone. Not until now. Something about this boy was not right. This must be what Hiruzen wanted to tell me. This boy is a fully functional adult, except he is a toddler. I looked down at his light blue shorts and they were stained with a few drops of blood.

"Where were you before this? How did this happen?" I pointed to his open cuts on his bare chest.

"None of your business."

"For someone that doesn't shower on his own yet, you sure got a sharp tongue."

I moved my hands up, to his cheeks, cupping them lightly.

"I shower on my own."

Either I was a very spoiled child that had a parent wash me until I was six, or this boy really had no one at all and he had to learn to do things on his own the hard way.

"Hey, big boy!" Jiraiya was now standing on an open window. Jiraiya's energy was so easy to sense, I could feel him ten seconds before he jumped on the window.

I turned around to glance at him.

"You know him?"

"Jiraiya." The boy hummed.

"Oh, we met earlier, right big boy?" Jiraiya smiled and looked at the boy lovingly.

"I found him in the woods." He continued.

"He is a well mannered, kind and smart boy." he finished, smiling at the boy. This seemed to relax the boy. He wasn't as tense anymore.

"Thank you." Naruto whispered to him.

"Maybe one day when you become a Hokage, you will remember me and how I helped you." He patted the boy's hair.

"Speaking of that, Tsunade is going to be the next Hokage."

Naruto finally looked at me, kinda surprised. He scanned me, my clothes, my jewelry, my hair, and my face.

He looked down at his feet.

"I am not an idiot to accept that offer, stop spreading false information." I glared back at Jiraiya. He was always such an annoying piece of shit.

Down.

I felt a danger and my body jolted down, I look up and I can see the boy's little fist traveling where my face was half a second ago. I grabbed it and squeezed hard.

"Tsunade, stop-"

"If I ever hear you saying that bullshit again, I'll crush that ugly face of yours. You are not fit to be a Hokage, heck, you are not fit to be a shinobi." The boy yelled.

I looked at him weirdly. What the fuck? Looks like I struck a nerve by saying that. This boy sure dreamed big. Just like his father did.

"Try that again, I'll break all of your little baby teeth and make you swallow them."

"Tsunade, he's three. Come on. Let it go." He held the boy by his chest and relaxed him by helping him breath slowly as I got back on my feet.

"You are healed, and you should be grateful." I made my way out. "Just so you know...I knew one person like you, he wanted to be a Hokage. Well, once he became a Hokage he died. As well as his wife. Because he was an idiot that was not fit for that position. That's what you are right now, no more than an oblivious idiot."

Jiraiya had to hold the boy as he tried to run up to me. I closed the door behind me and once I left I felt the weight coming off of my shoulders.

As I poured myself a glass of whiskey, I thought of Kushina...How would she feel if she saw her three year old being anorexic and in such condition...

One thing was for sure, something about that boy...she couldn't stop thinking about him.