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*************** Chapter 6 *************

The word was spread across the land. The
great Jiraiya-sama, the toad hermit and one of the legendary three sannin had
finally found his princess. And the princess had accepted his proposal and they
were to be wed at the end of May.

The word struck the �Friendly
Assembly for Molesting Iruka�s Ass� (short FAFMIA) with deadly force. The
members held a day of mourning which ended up in a small catastrophe because
they actually tried to kidnap Iruka from the Hokage�s tower.

Unfortunately they all ended up at the
hospital again. But not before they had been laughed at quite tauntingly by the
seven witches of the Hokage Tower and their Queen. Stripped from their pants,
they then had to run towards the hospital with the seven women chasing them,
screaming at them to leave the fair princess alone.

Thus was the humiliating end of the
FAFMIA.

***********

Iruka was nervous. It was only a few
days left until the wedding and he was having The Big Shake. He couldn�t sleep,
he could barely eat. He couldn�t even eat ramen with Naruto when the boy came
around and asked him. Well, he did go with Naruto and he did poke at the miso
soup and pork pieces in the bowl. Better to spear them with the chop stick just
in case the pig weren�t dead yet. But hungry he was not.

Would he be a good wife? Would he be
able to make sure that Naruto got a warm home and two loving parents? And what
would Naruto say if Iruka and Jiraiya took in more children? Because Iruka loved
children and he would love to have a whole house full of little running brats.
But would he be a good mother? He had been and still was a mother hen for Naruto
and had been known to comfort the children in class when they had scrubbed their
knees or cut themselves on a kunai.

�Ne, Iruka-sensei??�

Perhaps he could get Jiraiya to get them
a really big house because he would love to have some animals too. A few dogs
from the Inuzuka-clan perhaps? A litter of kittens to raise with the dogs, yeah
that would be nice too�

�Iruka-sensei??�

But would dogs and cats go with
Gamabunta no Hentai and his spawn of frog children? He should discuss it with
Jiraiya before taking home stray kittens. And would the frogs and the frog king
go along with the kids? Naruto already had a contract with them so he would be
fine, but the other kids they surely would have in the future�.

�Iruka-kaasan?�

Iruka blinked and looked at Naruto. The
boy looked flustered and when Iruka glanced around he could see the old man and
his daughter look at them with flushing faces.

�W-what?�

�You were talking out loud,� Naruto
explained.

�I was?�

�Yeah, I tried to call you several times
and you didn�t listen not until� uhm� not until I called you kaasan,� Naruto
blushed and decided that another bowl of ramen would do him some good and the
old man Ichiraku gave him one and mumbled that it was on the house.

If he could self combust on command
Iruka would have done so by now. Again he had let his mind space out and he
talked to himself. Was he just not cut out for these sorts of things? What would
happen if he did so amongst their future kids? If he did it in school? Did he do
it in school already and he didn�t know about it?

�Iruka-sensei!! You�re doing it
again...�

�Huh?�

�What�s the matter sensei? You�re
spacing out all the time and I think the pork is dead by know, I don�t think you
can poke it anymore�� Naruto accused and then mumbled under his breath something
about abusing the poor ramen.

�I�m sorry� I guess that I�m�.�

�Nervous? You aren�t getting cold feet
are you sensei?� Naruto looked at his blushing teacher.

�Well� no� no� But nervous� yes� What if
he doesn�t like me after awhile? What will I do then? What if he really just
wanted my ass and not really me�� Iruka was babbling like a fool.

�Don�t worry Sensei� or perhaps I should
get used to call you Kaasan? But I�m sure that ero-sennin will treat you good.
He�s got a good heart� [somewhere inside that perverted body of his]� And he
will take good care of you and if he doesn�t then just tell me and I�ll beat him
up for you.� Naruto blasted off his trade mark fox grin to reassure his �mommy�.

Iruka smiled softly and nodded. Perhaps
he just worried about things when there wasn�t anything to be worried about?

************

Jiraiya was nervous. It was only a few
days left until the wedding and he was having The Big Shake. He couldn�t sleep,
he could barely eat. He couldn�t even spy on naked girls in the hot springs with
Naruto when the boy came around and asked him.

He loved Iruka well enough, it wasn�t
that. The sannin didn�t know why he loved the school teacher. That was
the problem.

Usually he wasn�t one to question why
things were the way they were. He was the type of guy that rolled with the
punches and thought everything happened for a reason and it would be foolish for
someone to go asking why to it. But�Jiraiya just couldn�t understand. He had
always thought he�d forever be a bachelor for one thing.

So what was he doing marrying a twenty
four year old school teacher?!

The toad sage prayed to the gods for his
wavering luck and went back to peeping on the late night women in the bathhouse.

It didn�t hold the same appeal as it
once did.

Jiraiya sighed and stood up, walking
dejectedly down the darkened streets, deep in thought. He was a damn lucky
bastard, he wasn�t arguing that. He just�well he wanted to know more about his
future wife.

That was it. So far all he knew was that
Iruka liked to bathe and liked to be spanked. There had to be more to the man!

The aged sannin nodded to himself and
turned on his heel in the direction of the Hokage�s mansion. He paused and
blinked at the wide doe eyes staring up at him.

�AHH!� Jiraiya toppled over backwards in
surprise.

The brunette scowled and looked around
the deserted streets furtively. �Shut up ero-sannin! Do you know how long it
took me to sneak out?!�

Before the older man could show his meek
protest at the given name, or collect his wits, the chuunin had snatched him by
the ear and dragged him down a dark alley. Iruka looked around like they were
being spied upon before glancing down at his future husband. Jiraiya rubbed his
tender ear and raised his eyebrows.

The smaller shinobi was dressed as a
woman.

Not just wearing a kimono.

He had boobs.

He was a woman.

The fiery brunette set his hands on his
wide birthing hips, glaring down accusingly at the sannin at his feet. �Stop
staring at me like that! It was the only way I could walk around without anyone
recognizing me!�

The toad sage drew his eyes up and down
his fianc�s new form, drinking in the ample curves. �Sexy no Jutsu?�

Iruka nodded and blinked his very wide
brown eyes, holding a gentle fist under his chin while blushing. �Stop�looking
at me like that.�

Jiraiya went nuts at the soft voice and
jumped to his feet, bouncing around the smaller ma�er woman and checking hi�her
from every angle.

�Yeah baby!� he yelled, holding up two
thumbs and winking lecherously. �A perfect 10!!!�

The chuunin sighed wearily and blew his
very long hair from his face. �You can stop that right now. We�re not having sex
until our wedding night.�

Jiraiya fell over backwards and
twitched.

�I wanted�well, it sounds stupid�but I
wanted to get to know you.� Iruka said shyly, lowering his thick lashes.

The sannin sat up and grinned. �We think
along the same lines.�

�Except I think an hour ahead of you,�
the brunette snapped.

�So what do you suggest, oh my fair
hime?� asked Jiraiya as he had the decency to blush just a tad.

�Let�s go have a cup of tea and we�ll
talk?�

Sounded good enough the sannin thought
and nodded. He held out his hand and waited for Iruka to take it. The teacher
looked a bit suspicious at first but then he put his smaller hand into that big
paw and was guided out of the alley way.

Jiraiya found a rather small tea house
and snatched the most secluded corner of the place to settle down. Iruka sat
down across the little table much to the old man�s demise. Now he couldn�t grope
the luscious thighs or that wonderful looking bum. He pouted.

�I know you Ji-chan, so don�t you try
that childish pouting with me,� Iruka snorted.

Jiraiya just sighed and waved a waitress
over to their table. He ordered green tea to them both and the waitress just
nodded right before she eyed the white haired sannin with a pair of evil eyes.

�Great, now they�ll think that you�re
cheating on me,� Iruka growled under his breath.

�Do you always worry this much?� Jiraiya
asked and found it to be a good question to start this little �get to know each
other get together thingy�.

Iruka made a quick research of his
personality before nodding.

�Yes, I believe I can worry much,� he
answered truthfully. �I care about what other people think of me and thus I
worry. But I am also concerned about the students that I have had during their
years at the academy. Are they doing ok on missions, have they been hurt and so
on. Caring I would call it. And I do tend to worry a lot about Naruto.�

�I see, then we differ a bit,� Jiraiya
said and smiled at the waitress.

Iruka�s eyes darkened and he could feel
jealousy erupt inside his soul. He didn�t like Jiraiya flirting with other
women. He was and would be enough for the frog man! But he chose to ignore it �
for now.

�What do you mean by that?�

�I don�t really care about what others
think of me. I am who I am and that�s it. But I do care about other people and I
do care about that hurricane, ramen-devouring little brat otherwise known as
Naruto. I care a lot about you, about Tsu-chan. I care about�. well� probably a
lot more people� but you three are the ones that takes up the biggest place in
my heart.�

Iruka blushed when he heard the rather
passionate voice of his future husband. It felt good to know that Jiraiya cared
so much about him, about Naruto and about the Hokage.

�You are my family and soon you and I
will be married. You get a sister in law you know and we get to have a kid��
Jiraiya continued with a smile.

�Uhm� about kids� would you mind if we
had more of those later on?� Iruka asked as he turned the tea cup and then took
a sip. It was delicious. He would have to remember this place in the future.

Jiraiya shrugged his broad shoulders a
bit.

�No, not as long as I have you to help
me out with them. I admit that I am probably the worst father-figure ever, but
as long as I have you to guide me� I�m sure it will be ok if you want to take on
more kids.�

Iruka sighed in relief. He didn�t mind
more kids!! Mushy Iruka was doing the happy dance.

�Say Iruka � what�s your favourite
colour?� asked Jiraiya out of the blue.

�Huh?�

�Yeah, what�s your favourite colour?�

Iruka wasn�t sure but when he looked
down and saw the ring on his hand he smiled.

�I would say snow white and
sapphire-blue,� Iruka said with a warm smile as his hand went across the table
to find Jiraiya�s. �Those are the colours that I like.�

Jiraiya could feel his cheeks warm up
and he returned the smile but rather goofily. His insides felt like jelly when
he saw Iruka smiled like that and there was this annoying thought that kept
popping up in his head and that was the thought that he would do anything for
Iruka if only the teacher would smile like that to him.

�And pink,� the chuunin added.

�What do you like to do in your free
time?�

The chuunin chewed on his very full
bottom lip absently and curled a long strand of hair around his forefinger as he
glanced to the side. The sannin had to stop himself from pouncing.

�Well�I like to go to the hot
springs�ano�spending time with Naruto of course�um�playing around with Anko and
Kurenai,� the brunette said, shrugging. �I don�t do much besides work.�

The toad sage raised a bushy eyebrow and
leered. �What exactly does �playing around� entail?�

Iruka sucked on the end of the strand of
hair he had curled around his finger and the older man wondered if the school
teacher knew he had an oral fixation. He also wondered if the chuunin knew how
unbelievably sexy he was when he was ignoring the conversation. For some reason,
there was just nothing more attractive and desirable than a woman who had other
things on her mind.

The brunette rolled his large doe eyes
and lowered his thick and long lashes, glaring. �It�s nothing like what you�re
thinking pervert.�

Jiraiya scooted a bit closer when Iruka
glanced away again. �So no pillow fights and sleepovers where you give in to
your na�ve curiosity and examine each other�s growing bodies?�

Iruka sighed in agitation as the sannin
pulled out a notebook to jot down his ideas. He scrunched up his nose and
straightened his back, not used to the heavy breasts he carried now. The school
teacher glanced around to see if anyone was watching and then did what he often
saw Tsunade do. He lifted his chest and rested the full globes on the table.

�So much better,� Iruka muttered softly.

He didn�t understand how women walked
around with these things all day. The brunette had wrapped his large breasts as
tightly as he could, not wanting to let them loose like Anko did. But now the
bandages were becoming too constrictive and annoying. Plus it was making it a
little hard to breathe.

Jiraiya paused his scribbling hand and
looked up, noticing his fianc�s discomfort and instantly noting the source. He
grinned lecherously and was by his little princess�s side in an instant, tossing
his arm around the smaller man�s shoulders.

Iruka blinked his doe-eyes in surprise,
gazing up at the large sannin and blushing deeply. �What are you doing?!�

The toad sage didn�t answer and instead,
cupped the school teacher�s heavy bosom, one boob in each hand.

The brunette gasp and reached for the
tea spoon, set on jabbing it in the perverted man�s eye. A sharp squeeze on his
ample chest stopped him and he winced, looking back at his soon to be ex-fianc�.

�Jiraiya�� he growled.

The sannin smiled gently and lifted the
chuunin�s breasts, so Iruka wasn�t carrying the weight anymore. �Is that
better?�

The school teacher�s eyes flashed
dangerously, but he quickly paused. He shifted his shoulders and torso so that
more of his chest was laying in Jiraiya�s large hands. Iruka took in a deep
breath, the weight no longer hindering him. He smiled up brightly.

�Yes! It feels much better!� he said
happily.

Jiraiya grinned and lightly squeezed the
full breasts. �You�re almost as big as Tsu-chan you know.�

The brunette blushed darkly and averted
his gaze, suddenly shy as sparks of pleasure shot through him. �D-Don�t do
that��

The sannin leaned down and brushed his
lips over the smaller man�s ear, relishing in the tiny shudder that passed
through the petite body. �I haven�t cum in a month now, and I know you haven�t
either�so why not tell me why you really came to see me?�

Iruka�s blush doubled and he closed his
eyes and bit his lip against a moan as the toad sage started to massage his
tender chest. �I-I�I came to do your hair!�

Jiraiya blinked stupidly.

And then he laughed.

�No, really� why did you want to see
me?�

�I told you, I wanted to do your hair,�
Iruka growled. He could feel his new features becoming tingly and why the hell
was he getting wet down there???

Jiraiya blinked. His little snuggle-slut
was serious. But that wouldn�t do, why play with hair when you could play around
with much squishier parts? He found a nipple and gently pinched it. He got a
little surprised yelp from his busty wife to be.

�Stop it!!�

�But you like it don�t you?� Jiraiya
chuckled in Iruka�s ear, causing the younger man turned woman for a night, to
shudder in his arms.

�That�s beside the point,� Iruka
breathed out as the sensations was quite different from when their first meeting
where he almost got fucked by the legendary sannin. Dear gods, why did he have
to remember that now? Just the memory image of Jiraiya�s thick and long cock was
enough to make him wet his panties. Yes, he wore panties; it came with the
outfit he was wearing at the moment. Pink panties they were too.

�Why stop if you like it?� Jiraiya
hummed.

�Because we�re in a public place, that�s
why!!�

�All the better, just look at that
waitress. She about popped her eyes out when she saw me teasing your nipples.�

�JIRAIYA!!� Iruka roared angrily.

The sannin lifted his hands from those
luscious tanned, well he knew they were tanned since this was Iruka in Sexy no
Jutsu-body, and just let one arm rest around Iruka�s shoulders.

�So, you wanted to do my hair ehh?� the
white haired sannin asked as he tried to pull a few fingers through his crow�s
nest.

�Yes, when was the last time you brushed
it?� asked Iruka and looked at his boyfriend.

�I did try to comb it the day I proposed
to you� but the comb broke��

�See, now you understand why I wanted to
help you out?�

Jiraiya just nodded with a sigh as he
moved to sit with his back towards Iruka.

�Go ahead and knock your self out baby,
but be warned, I�m quite sensitive you know,� Jiraiya said.

The chuunin scowled. �I�m not doing it
here. It�s unsanitary.�

The sannin looked over his shoulder,
trying to keep his expression carefully serious and begrudging. �We have to go
to the hot springs don�t we?�

Iruka sipped his tea. �I wasn�t planning
on it, but yes, it does seem like the perfect place doesn�t it?�

Jiraiya slumped his great shoulders and
pouted.

�Don�t give me that look,� the brunette
snapped, reaching into his fianc�s pocket to collect his little wallet. �I�m
doing your hair and we�re going to the hot springs and nothing you do will stop
me.�

The older man still continued to pout as
he watched the little woman leave some money on the table with a more than
generous tip. Iruka stood up and tapped his foot, raising an eyebrow wearily.
Jiraiya got up slowly and slouched, trying hard not to smile in triumph. He
didn�t know why the smaller shinobi hadn�t caught onto his scheme to see him
naked, and the sannin didn�t much care.

A little while later and they were
settled in a private bath, another treat that had come out of the toad sage�s
pocket. He had a strange feeling that Iruka was going to be an expensive wife to
keep. Jiraiya didn�t mind for very long when the chuunin dropped his towel and
showed his glorious feminine body to the world.

The brunette let his long hair down from
the high ponytails and winced, holding his breasts with two hands. Slowly he
slid into the water where he let out a cry of happiness, soon finding that his
boobs floated and there was no need to carry the weight anymore.

A look back at his fianc� and Iruka
immediately changed back into a male, glowering sternly.

Jiraiya made a groping motion with his
large hands as he eased into the water with his pretty bride.

�Aw, what�d you do that for?� the sannin
complained. �Now I have to find something else to keep me occupied.�

A loud smack was heard when a wandering
hand brushed (quite accidentally) over the school teacher�s rear.

�I told you before, we�re not sleeping
together until we�re married,� the smaller man said in his best �obey me or die�
voice. �I promised Tsunade-sama.�

The toad sage grumbled incoherently and
sat down until only his eyes and a great fluff of hair was showing. Iruka
couldn�t resist the kicked puppy look for long and sighed.

�If I do the Sexy no Jutsu again�and let
you manhandle me�will you let me do your hair in peace?�

�You can be reasonable!� Jiraiya said as
he burst from the water to wrap his bonny sweetheart in a bear hug.

The chuunin growled and did the proper
hand signs, seconds later in a cloud of smoke, the sannin was soon holding up a
very curvy wife. Iruka stared dully as Jiraiya sat him on the edge of the bath
and looked him over, completely ignoring the larger man when he started
sprouting nonsense about being a perfect ten.

�Would you just come over here so I can
do your damnable hair?� the brunette said wearily.

The sage bounced over happily,
immediately delving his face into Iruka�s bountiful chest and weighing the heavy
globes in the palm of his hands.

The school teacher sighed ripped the
band from Jiraiya�s thick hair, earning a loud yelp. He smirked his pouting lips
and began trying to untangle the worst of the rat�s nest with his fingers,
knowing that this would take a good long while.

*****************

�Iruka�s still sleeping,� Anko said as
she crept from the Hokage�s bedroom, closing the door behind her to hide the
slumbering clone.

�Let�s not wake him,� Kurenai said,
strapping her kunai pouch to her thigh.

Tsunade punched a fist into her other
palm. �I can�t believe that lecher!�

Sakura turned to the pretty woman beside
them. �Are you sure it was Jiraiya you saw?�

The waitress from the tea house nodded
firmly. �Yes! I saw him and some woman walk in and then he started groping her!
Right out in public! Then I overheard them talking about going to the hot
springs!�

�That little hussy!� Ino snarled as she
snapped her hair up into a ponytail.

Hinata frowned and held her closed hand
to her chin. �Maybe�um�shouldn�t Iruka-sensei know about it?�

Temari snorted and clicked her fan.
�Maybe he should get a little piece of this�.�

The Hokage shook her head. �No, he�ll be
heart broken. We need to get to the bottom of this before word gets out.�

�Then what are we waiting for?�
Tenten snarled, fingering her kunai.

A few minutes later, seven angry witches
led the beautiful Slug Queen shot off into the dark, flames dancing in their
eyes�.

************

�Your mother was a Geisha?� Iruka said,
peering down.

The sannin nodded, still nestled in the
bountiful fleshy globes of his fianc�. �Oh yes, I was practically raised next to
a whore house.�

The school teacher paused in his work,
brows drawing up. �That�must have been awful. That�s no way to raise a child!�

Jiraiya smirked roguishly and glanced
up, palming the heavy breasts. �No, it was fun! I got to chase around all the
naked women I wanted!�

The chuunin stoutly ignored that and
rolled his eyes, trying to get a brush through the thick mane at his fingertips.
They had been at this most of the night and progress was finally being shown.

�So that�s why you recognized when I was
trying to seduce you,� the brunette said.

The sannin nodded happily, squeezing his
plush toys. �Mmhmm, it was a good try though.�

Iruka narrowed his eyes and whipped the
older man over the head with the brush. �How many times have I told you not to
squeeze them?!�

Jiraiya yelped and hunkered down under
the breasts, using them as a shield. �I�m sorry!�

The brunette�s eye twitched and he
sighed, going back to working out the many tangles.

�Was it fifty years since this crow�s
nest saw a brush or what??� Iruka mumbled but he had to admit that he rather
liked petting and grooming the white haired pervert. It was relaxing.

************

Tsunade was going to skin that toad
pervert alive, pound him into a bloody pulp and then reach her fist into his
lungs and turn them inside out.

�I can�t believe he could do that to
Iruka-kun,� Shizune said, she was still in shock after hearing that Jiraiya
indeed had flirted with another woman and even grabbed her boobs.

�I can�t believe it either Shizune-san,
but it seems as if the rumours were true. And I swear to the gods that I will do
something�. something very evil when I get my hands on him,� the Hokage growled
so that her generous bosom trembled.

�I bet Iruka-sensei will do something
ten times the thing you�re even imagining,� Anko said as she ate her last
dango-ball and threw the stick into the wall with such force that it got stuck.

�Can you please refrain from doing
that?� Tsunade said and rubbed her forehead. Ohh, why had it turned out this
way? Tsunade had everything planned for Iruka and his wedding and now that frog
man just had to go and do such a � a vile thing.

�Do you think we should tell
Iruka-sensei?� Sakura asked. Her fists were balled and she tried very hard not
to punch a hole in the nearest wall.

�I think we s-should, it w-would be
better if he g-got the information f-from us,� the shy Hinata stuttered from
behind Tenten.

�I agree,� Temari nodded. �It would be
better if he heard it from us instead of some gossiping bitch from the village.�

The others agreed to it and Tsunade
agreed too. So they headed towards the room where Iruka was held captive�. ehh,
was a guest of the Hokage.

***********

�Really Jiraiya, you should take better
care of your hair. This is nearly impossible. Not even a sheep scissor could
make a do out of this tangled mess.�

To say that Iruka was annoyed, upset,
and ready to beat the sannin over the head for not taking care of his hair was
an understatement. Beat him up with a stick would be more proper. Spank him for
not brushing his hair everyday.

Jiraiya suddenly stiffened. He had felt
something. It was very faint but there had been a ripple in the air of sorts. A
small wave of furious chakra.

�Jiraiya? Something wrong?�

�Be still and don�t say a word,� Jiraiya
whispered hoarsely.

Iruka grew very worried. He could feel
the tension radiate from the man in front of him, his powerful chakra reached
out to engulf them both in a protective embrace.

�Someone�s really pissed at me and I
think I have a good idea to whom it might be,� the sannin said quietly.

�W-who?�

�Tsu-chan and her banshee-squad.�

�Why would they be pissed at you?� Iruka
asked, being a bit �blonde and blue-eyed� about it all.

�Because they probably heard a rumour of
me groping a female at one of the local tea-houses.�

�Oh�ohhh!!�

�Yeah� and a big ouch if they get hold
of me,� Jiraiya sighed and closed his eyes. This was not good.

The chuunin clicked his tongue
sympathetically. �And even if I showed them it was really me the whole time,
you�d still get beat up. They�d think you lured me out of the house no matter
what I said.�

The sannin groaned pathetically and
rested his head against the brunette�s bountiful chest. His large body was
already throbbing with phantom punches. He sobbed brokenly.

�I don�t wanna die before I get to fuck
you!�

Iruka found himself less than flattered.
He struck the great sage over the head with his petite little fist of fury. �You
lecher!�

Jiraiya rubbed his head. �You�re the one
marrying me. I think that says a lot about your character.�

The school teacher felt a vein twitching
on his temple as he raised a clenched hand. His whole body was shaking with
suppressed urges of bloody murder. The smaller shinobi suddenly sighed and
rubbed his finger over the ever-present scar across his nose, glancing to the
side. Other than coming to complain to Jiraiya about his tangled mass of locks,
the brunette had also wanted to ask something else.

Iruka was in love, he knew that. He
didn�t know why he had fallen so quickly and so deeply, but he accepted it
non-the-less. Stranger things had happened was his reasoning. What he really
wanted to know, is what they�re future would be like.

The great toad sage had a restless soul.
He was always leaving the village at every chance he got, sometimes not coming
back for years. The man was off having adventures and fighting to the death, or
tracking down murderers and betrayers. The kind of life Jiraiya led was filled
with action and danger.

The brunette knew he wouldn�t be able to
match that sort of lifestyle. For one Konoha was his home and leaving it was
something he never wanted to do. He wasn�t one for constant missions in
different territories, he didn�t even like to travel.

Iruka was a
stay-at-home-on-a-Friday-night type of person. He didn�t enjoy going out to
parties and such. He rarely drank (damn you Tsunade). The only reason he
actually left his apartment was to go to work, which he enjoyed immensely (yes
even the mission�s office). Well, that and on Saturdays when Kurenai and Anko
bathed with him in the hot springs.

The chuunin�s idea of fun was a nice
night was spending time with his two best friends in the comfort of his own home
while they laughed and knitted. Yes knitted. Anko was fabulous at it and Iruka
was still jealous of those cute little socks she had made last time.

A very good night was simply he and
Kurenai and Anko knitting and joking about while cooking Naruto some food as the
boy went on about his latest and heroic victories.

He wasn�t sure if he�d be able to handle
such a husband as the sannin.

The smaller man-turned-woman rubbed his
scar again, still avoiding eye contact.

�Jiraiya-sama�do you think you�d ever be
able to stay here? I mean�and stay here in the village for good?�

The toad sage blinked at the sudden
serious question and went back to groping his fianc�. �Of course not! What with
Akatsuki running around and Orochimaru still scheming, I expect to be kept very
busy throughout the rest of my days.�

Iruka closed his eyes as the older man
tilted his head back to give out a roaring laugh.

Jiraiya was fifty-one years old. And the
chuunin wanted the rest of the sannin�s days to be spent with him. He wanted the
sannin to be around for their future kids.

Iruka�s greatest fear about their life
was having to attend a funeral with nine children who kept asking �why is poppa
in a box?� or worse, �Who�s that guy and why do we have to say goodbye to him?�

The brunette knew he just wouldn�t be
able to handle the constant worry he�d have whenever Jiraiya left the village.

He steeled himself.

Jiraiya sobered soon enough from his
mirth, rubbing his large hands over the petite shinobi�s heavy bosom. The school
teacher stopped his questing gropes with a sad smile and slowly pulled away to
stand up, dropping the Sexy no Jutsu technique.

�I�m sorry Jiraiya-sama,� Iruka said as
he bowed low. �But I cannot marry you. Please, one day, forgive me.�

Truth be told, it took a few good
moments before the chuunin�s words managed to get through to his brain. See,
Iruka was naked. And a naked Iruka deserved a certain level of respect.
He had been naked before of course, but now he was in his normal body, even more
beautiful than his female form.

When what had been said finally
registered, the brunette was already leaving.

Jiraiya couldn�t breathe, couldn�t think
as he watched his little princess walk away. He stared at the door half an hour
later, wondering hopefully if this were some sort of joke made to punish him.
Whatever the sannin had done, he would be sure to apologize and never do it
again.

But Iruka didn�t come back.

And when Tsunade and her little gang
came and found him and started yelling at him, asking who was the whore he had
been caught groping, all Jiraiya could do with stare blankly at the ring his
precious person had left on one of the rocks.

The brunette had dressed slowly, waiting
for the older man to burst into the changing rooms and demand answers or try to
change Iruka�s mind.

But Jiraiya hadn�t come.

The chuunin went home to his apartment,
took a shower, fell into bed, and cried himself to sleep for hours.

The very next day, the news had already
spread that the �Wedding of the Century!��had been cancelled. No one knew the
reasons behind it, all suspecting that Jiraiya had cheated.

The white haired sannin left the village
without saying goodbye to anyone. And then Iruka felt more alone then he�d been
in a long while.

T B C
**********
Horrible way to end a chapter don't you
think?

We can do things like that too...

Until next time - don't drink and fly!
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