Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Between Deception and Truth ❯ Naruto's Nightmare, Ai's Greatest Joy ( Chapter 12 )
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By: Lord Archive 
Ai discovers she is pregnant, but doesn't know how to deal with it.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.29.2008 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Ai discovers she is pregnant, but doesn't know how to deal with it.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Martial Arts / Hentai / Drama | Type: Divergence | Uploaded On: 06.29.2008 | Pages: 6 | Words: 5.9K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Completed
Between Deception and Truth
Chapter 12 - Naruto's Nightmare, Ai's Greatest Joy
By: Lord Archive
Naruto belongs to Kishimoto, all rights reserved. I'm only borrowing them.
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"I'm not going to spar with you," Jiro stated seriously.
Ai looked at the man curiously. "What? Just because breakfast didn't agree with me? I feel fine right now."
"Breakfast, lunch and dinner hasn't agreed with you in days. You should have a doctor check you out," Jiro insisted.
"There's no need." Ai huffed. "I'm not sick."
"Then why are you throwing up every meal?" Jiro returned. "I know you must be hungry, because you can't keep anything down."
Ai opened her mouth, but her stomach growled louder than she could speak. She then folded her arms and plopped onto the ground. "Fine, so I'm having trouble eating. Big deal. Still not going to see some stupid doctor."
"Ai..." Jiro growled as he massaged his forehead. "If you can't eat lunch without throwing up, you're going even if I have to drag you there."
Ai smirked. "You'd have to beat me first."
Jiro shook his head. "Let's work on our jutsu."
The scowl on Ai's face didn't leave her. "Well, if we're going to work on that, I've got an idea. When you henge into a girl, do you think about the body you'll take?"
Jiro blinked, and then shook his head. "I've never really put any thought into it."
"Same here. Yet when we swap genders like that, we turn back into Hinata and Naruto," Ai observed. "It had me thinking that since those are our true bodies, we still might be able to use them."
Jiro's eyes widened at the thought. He immediately cried out, "Henge!" With a puff of smoke, he was now Hyuuga Hinata. The now female hands shook with nervousness as she went to perform the once familiar hand signal. "Byakugan!"
The world was now black with colors of chakra showing her where everything was. "It works!" Hinata cheered. She then looked intently at Ai and her mouth dropped.
Ai cocked her head. "Something wrong?"
Hinata didn't answer the girl. Instead she bolted straight for the town.
Ai gave chase, wondering what her partner was seeing. She followed as Hinata stealthfully took to the rooftops and made her way towards the main road in town, where all the shops and most of the people who live in the town were.
Hinata's attention was scattered as she tried to look through the crowd, hoping to find one of two specific women. Finally she spotted one of them and peered intently at her. She then bonelessly sat down on the roof and the henge dispersed.
"What was that about?!" Ai demanded.
Jiro looked at the girl with frightened eyes. "Ai... you're not sick."
"I've been telling you that!" Ai shot at him smugly.
"You... you're pregnant," Jiro croaked out. "I... I saw... our baby's chakra in you."
Ai's face went white. And then she was gone. Jiro had no idea where the girl ran off to, and didn't know what he could possibly say to her.
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Ai ran as hard and as far as she could. She tried to hide from the world and herself. She did not know where she was, only that she had to get away. Jiro's words still rung in her ear. But it couldn't possibly be true. She wasn't a real girl. She had been born a guy. What she had been feeling could not possibly be the same as what Yamiko had been going through.
"You know it is," a voice growled out.
Ai looked up and saw the prison that was within her body, the Kyuubi's eyes glaring through the bars. Had she run so far that she retreated into her own mind?
"This is more fun than ripping the island apart," the Kyuubi gloated.
"So that's why you're not trying to take over," Ai spat, gripping onto her anger to mask her fear.
"Of course." The demon grinned. "Watching you suffer so much is such a rare treat. Not even when Sasuke left to chase after his pointless goal have you been hurt this much."
"Shut up, dog shit," Ai growled.
"Why would I do that?" the Kyuubi chuckled evilly. "I want you to suffer. You have no idea what being imprisoned in your pathetic body is like for a god like me."
"How about I just kill you and be done with it," Ai threatened.
"And be more of a hypocrite?" the Kyuubi shot back. "To kill me would be to kill yourself, and the child within you. You argued against letting the prostitute remove her bastard child, but when you began to suspect that you were pregnant-- you tried to get your husband to spar with you in hopes of him hurting you enough to kill your own baby."
"Shut up! I didn't know!" Ai protested.
"Of course you didn't know. You didn't want to know. Now you have to protect your baby, or go back against your word," the Kyuubi pointed out with demented glee.
"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" Ai cried out.
"You're awake."
Ai blinked and looked around. She found herself sitting on Inari's bed with Tsunami looking at her with concern.
"Did something happen? I found you unconscious on the beach." Tsunami felt the girl's head.
Ai knocked the hand away. "Yeah, I'm... fine. I guess."
"You are?" Tsunami asked disbelievingly.
"I had a bit of a shock today." Ai looked at her twitching hands. "I... I found out I'm pregnant."
"I see." Tsunami smiled gently. "You were scared out of your wits, weren't you?"
"No! Er, well. Yes... I'm still scared. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. This shouldn't even be able to happen to me. I'm not ready for this," Ai muttered out through growing tears.
Tsunami hugged the shivering girl. "No girl is ready for this. Even the ones who want to have a baby aren't fully ready. When I found out I was pregnant with Inari, I wanted to run away from the island as if doing so would leave behind my pregnancy as well. However, this isn't something that running away from it will solve."
"This is just another challenge for me to face, and I don't back down," Ai said, trying to give herself courage.
Tsunami nodded. "Exactly. Now does Jiro know?"
Ai smirked. "He's the one who figured it out."
"I see. How does he feel about this?" Tsunami asked.
"Don't know." Ai let out a harsh laugh. "I don't think he knows how he feels yet. Knowing him, he probably got himself drunk."
Tsunami giggled. "Inari's father did much the same."
Ai pulled herself out of Tsunami's hug and got out of the bed. "Well, hiding won't get me anywhere. May as well track down Jiro."
"Take care," Tsunami advised.
Ai smirked painfully while patting her waist. "Right. Wouldn't want anything happening to this little fellow." She then walked out of the house and almost straight into Inari's grandfather, Tazuna, who looked at her in wide-eyed shock. It would be days before he said anything coherent to anyone as his mind tried to reconcile that Naruto was pregnant.
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Jiro awoke the following morning to the mother of all hangovers. He bolted from the bed and ran straight to the toilet to throw up. He was heaving the nastiest taste he ever had the misfortune of gracing his tongue. After a few minutes of being hunched over in the bathroom, he was kicked aside as Ai followed suit.
"You know this is all your fault," Ai grumbled, still hunched over the toilet.
Jiro merely nodded, looking at her with some fear.
Ai plopped on the floor next to her lover. "Some pair we make, huh? We really do get everything wrong. We were supposed to have been hiding, yet the Akatsuki finds us in only a couple months. We were only supposed to be pretending to be married, yet we were screwing like rabbits. Your job was to protect me while I trained, but because of you I can't train anymore." Her laughter was mixed with tears.
"Ai..." Jiro whispered, wondering at her words and why she was sitting so near to him.
"Hold me," Ai said quietly.
"Huh?" Jiro blinked.
"Hold me and never let go." Ai looked at him desperately. "I'm scared, Jiro. I was an idiot for trying to tell Yamiko what to do about her baby. I didn't understand what it felt like. And she had it worse. She was alone, while I at least have you."
Jiro pulled the girl into hug. "You still want me after all I've done to you?"
"I don't want you. I need you," Ai retorted.
Jiro pouted and looked away. "Perhaps we should go back to Konoha. They can help you better than I can."
Ai shook her head. "I'd be even more of a freak. Oh, sure, I'd get some help from Tsunade-bachan and Sakura-chan, but the city itself wouldn't accept me."
"They wouldn't have to know who you are," Jiro insisted.
"Somehow I doubt it would stay a secret for long. I couldn't possibly deal with them now," Ai returned.
"But wouldn't you prefer to be with people you love?" Jiro forced out.
Ai broke out of the hug to look at him. "I have that here with Inari, Keiko, Tsunami, Tazuna, and you."
"You love me?" Jiro asked with surprise.
"Of course I do! I've only been boning you for months. Why would you think I didn't love you?" Ai shot at him.
"You never said it," Jiro retorted.
"Sure I have. The night we first had sex," Ai retorted.
"You said you liked me, not loved me," Jiro corrected. "And you haven't even said that much since then."
Ai poked his chest. "You want to hear it, fine. I love you, Jiro. Happy?"
For some reason Jiro wasn't happy. He wasn't sure if he should believe her. "You're not just saying that, are you?"
Ai growled out in frustration. "Hello?! I was born a freaking guy and I've been letting you put your dick into me. If that's not fucking love, nothing is. And in case you haven't noticed, you've never told me that you love me."
Jiro stared at the girl. Slowly he began to laugh.
Ai folded her arms. "What's so funny?"
"I'm an idiot," Jiro stated.
"Got that right." Ai nodded.
"And I do love you." Jiro reached over and kissed her on the lips. Then they immediately broke apart with disgusted looks.
"Gah! Vomit breath!" Ai spat out, before laughing with her not-so-fake husband.
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Ai watched as Inari and Keiko sparred. She was quite pleased with the level of skill they now possessed. They should be a match for any student in Konoha, even the ones with bloodline limits. Her thoughts of Konoha brought back memories of her friends there, but she shook that off not wanting to think of how they would react to her now.
A girlish scream caught Ai's attention. She glared at the sight of Inari cowering behind Keiko as a three-meter long slug approaching them. Though she wasn't sure if it was more irritated by the appearance of the slug or the fact that one of her students was so visibly scared.
"You two go home. This is for me to deal with," Ai ordered.
"But Sensei... you're pregnancy..." Keiko trailed off uncertainly.
"It's a messenger from Konoha. And it's not something for you to hear. Now go home," Ai barked out at them.
Inari needed no more motivation as he ran away. Keiko let out an exasperated sigh and ran after him.
The giant slug lurched and then seemingly vomited a tall and overly-endowed woman. Tsunade had in fact used a space-time jutsu to functionally summon herself in the Land of Waves using slugs as her teleportation medium. Ai was annoyed at the reminder that Jiraiya had not been teaching her such things.
Ai folded her arms. "You didn't have to come all the way here, Bachan."
"Oh, really." Tsunade glared at the girl. "And what quack said you were pregnant?"
"Jiro found out when we tested a transformational henge to see if he really did become Hinata, when he changed into a girl without thinking. He saw our baby's chakra," Ai told her flatly.
Tsunade trudged toward the girl, yanked up her shirt and probed her lower stomach with chi enshrouded fingers. The woman paled. "You really are pregnant."
"I told you that in my message!" Ai reminded.
"How?" Tsunade demanded.
"Well... when a boy and a girl REALLY likes each other, they start touching, then really touching with no clothes on. He then puts his 'yahoo' into her 'wuhoo' and she becomes pregnant," Ai mocked how Iruka had described it years ago.
"And Hinata is the father?" Tsunade asked, her body wavering.
"Of course Jiro is the father. You only saddled me with the most annoyingly devoted person you could find. It'd be hard not to love that idiot," Ai groused.
Large nervous sweat formed on the back of Tsunade's head. "Of course." She frowned at the girl. "And you're going to keep the baby?"
Ai nodded. "I swore I'd protect innocent people. You can't get much more innocent than an unborn baby."
"Right..." Tsunade trailed off. "But you won't be able to train as hard as you need to. There would be numerous restrictions to guard the health of the baby. In particular, no Kage Bunshin. The further along the pregnancy becomes, the more shadow memory will adversely affect the baby. It can even cause miscarriage."
Ai sighed. "Figured as much. Jiro has already taken over my job at the ramen-ya. Course, that's mostly because I couldn't work ten minutes straight without heaving."
Tsunade nodded. "You especially will need to avoid excessive chakra usage. The Kyuubi's chakra is poisonous, and could hurt or kill your baby."
Ai frowned and nodded. "Perhaps the question is 'what CAN I do?'"
"Taijutsu and basic ninjutsu are fine. Focus on minimized movements." Tsunade thought for a moment. "I'll send one of the older ninja here to teach you and Jiro a defensive taijutsu that focuses on turning an opponent's strength against him."
"Otherwise it's do what I've been doing. Not much more than teaching Inari and Keiko and eat whatever I'm craving," Ai muttered.
"That's a good start. But you are going to get a complete check-up before I will give you any specifics. And you will follow all the instructions I give you," Tsunade finished with her commanding tone that would take no objections.
Ai merely slouched. "Yeah, whatever. Let's get this over with."
"And where is the expecting father?" Tsunade muttered darkly.
Ai raised an eyebrow. "You haven't noticed him? He's there and there." She pointed up into two different trees.
Tsunade irritably folded her arms. "Right. Annoyingly devoted." She then sighed, wondering how her great plan to protect Naruto had gone so horribly wrong.
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"Iruka-sensei really described it like that?!" Sakura giggled.
"Are you really surprised?" Ai retorted.
Sakura thought for a moment and shook her head. "Not really."
"It certainly explains her naivete and fear," Jiro added. "She really didn't know much about sex."
"So, how did you react to learning you were going to be a father?" Sakura asked.
Jiro scratched the back of his head. "Scared, mostly. With Kage Bunshin I was at least able to watch Ai, work the docks and the ramen-ya, and still do some training."
"That takes a lot of chakra, doesn't it?" Sakura wondered.
"Sure, but it's a lot like his leg weights giving you extra strength when you remove them," Jiro explained, pointing at Rock Lee. "Kage Bunshin did much the same, as I was almost always in three or four places at a time. So it enhanced my overall chakra."
"I see, it's much like the strength technique Tsunade-sama taught me," Sakura commented.
"I wish I had spent more time with Kage Bunshin then," Kakashi chirped.
Tsunade folded her arms. "No, you don't. There are possible side-effects from over using the technique. It's one of the reasons it had been sealed."
"What sort of side-effects?" Sakura wondered.
"I'll save that for a medical lesson later," Tsunade replied. She turned her attention back to the young parents. "We got that you had learned of and accepted that you were going to have a baby. What happened after that?"
They looked at each other and shrugged. "Frankly, nothing happened for most of my pregnancy. It was almost like something was keeping anything dangerous away from me. The next thing that happened was at the start of summer." Ai grinned at Jiraiya. "It begins with you, so why don't you tell them about it."
Jiraiya folded his arms. "This is your debriefing, not mine."
"It's OUR debriefing, you included," Ai shot back with demented glee. "I suppose we could bring in Keiko and Inari to give their side of what happened."
Jiraiya bristled at the apparent threat. "Fine. It began when I was scouting around to make sure everything was safe before I approached Ai."
"In other words, he was 'researching' for his newest book by spying on women's baths," Ai corrected.
"WHAT?!" Sakura growled out.
"Hello! I call him 'pervert-sannin' for a reason. He's been spying on girls in the buff since before he was a ninja," Ai reminded.
"What happened?" Tsunade demanded to keep Sakura from furthering derailing the debriefing, even if she wanted to bash the lech in the face.
"Well, I was... interrupted..." Jiraiya trailed off sheepishly.
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Jiraiya stared at the young women happily frolicking in the hot springs. So entranced was he, he failed to noticed a young girl pulling herself out of the water near him. He did not see her purposeful strides, nor heeded the strange speed of which she dried herself. So it came as a complete surprise a minute later when he felt two tiny fists slam into his side that somehow caused an intense amount of pain.
Now the old ninja was looking at the eleven-year-old girl with black mane-like hair that reached her shoulder blades. She was certainly cute, especially wearing an oversized woolen sweater that looked like it should be worn to bed during the middle of winter and not worn in the summer heat. The way she was moving her arms, one would think she was faking skill in taijutsu. Jiraiya was no fool, however, and knew painfully well now that she was preparing for her elemental lightning ninjutsu using the static charge her sweater produced.
"I will not forgive you!" Keiko shot forward, trying to land another attack. Her target jumped over her, easily avoiding her.
"You must be--" Jiraiya couldn't say another word as a wash bucket smacked him in the face.
Shouts of 'pervert' and 'freak' raised the alarm as the bathing beauties either went to cover themselves or went on the warpath. The distraction they provided gave Keiko the opening she wanted as she landed another two fisted strike, discharging an electric shock from her hands causing her enemy pain and stunning him briefly.
Had Jiraiya been anyone else, the horde of angry women would've descended their wrath upon him before he could recover. However, he was not just an ordinary pervert and was able to flee just in time to avoid their strikes, though he did let them vent their anger on the poor wash bucket that had hit him.
With his research canceled for the rest of the day, Jiraiya bid a hasty retreat. Keiko was having none of that, and quickly gave chase.
Jiraiya saw no point in fighting the young girl, believing her to be Ai's student. Actually, he was quite impressed that the girl had already started to learn elemental jutsu in only months of training. The woolen sweater showed her inexperience though as she still needed a source of the element to manipulate and can not create it on her own. Not to mention her attack merely stunned the target and didn't cause any real damage.
Hiding in plain sight, Jiraiya covered his appearance with a tarp that blended well with the wall behind him. The problem with such a tactic was that you had to rely on your hearing to know if the coast was clear. He did not take in account how light the young ninja could be on her feet. He paid for that mistake with another two-fisted strike, this time far too close to his 'best friend.' He leapt straight up and clutched onto an open window to stay out of the girl's reach.
A female squeak of surprise caught Jiraiya's attention. He looked inside the house he was clinging to and grinned wolfishly. He tried to think of something charming and witty to say to the half-dressed woman, but she had her retort ready. A flowerpot to his face, followed by a pillow, a chair, a mirror, and a pit bull. It was the last of those items that made Jiraiya drop from the window as the vicious dog clamped hungrily to his arm.
Keiko was waiting for the lech and gave him an electrifying hug.
Jiraiya broke out of her embrace, and was rather thankful for the attack as it got the dog off him. He ran off again, with both Keiko and the pit bull giving chase.
A wrong turn later had Jiraiya backtracking as the mob of women found him. He would've loved to look at them some more, as a few of the women still had no tops on while one of them was still completely naked, but decided that survival had higher priority. He dodged the attacks Keiko and the pit bull attempted, and managed to get around them. The commotion had brought the men of the town out, but they did not hinder Jiraiya, rather they acted as if they were watching a parade, cheering both for him and his pursuers.
Not all of the guys in the town were going to stay out of this, though. Just as the pervert rounded a corner, a twelve-year-old boy slapped his hands into a full rain barrel. The water in it erupted into a wave that crashed into Jiraiya, making him lose a step. He eyed the boy briefly, guessing him to be Ai's other student. Again, he was impressed the boy had also been taught elemental jutsu, however the gourds around his waist and the use of the rain barrel clearly displayed he was just as new to this as the girl, unable to make his own and hard-pressed to do anything truly damaging.
The distraction allowed Keiko to catch up to the old pervert, but he wasn't going to allow her to land another hit. He jumped back and out of the reach of her committed attack. The smirks on the kids' faces, however, caused him to reassess his supposed 'safety.' He belatedly realized that while he avoided her fists, he had not gotten out of the large puddle the boy had made. "Oh, crap," he muttered as the girl's hands struck the pond, electrifying it.
It was good to be a master ninja. Even a split second was enough to get him out of the attack. Jiraiya chuckled at them as he stood on top of a nearby chair. "I'm quite--"
Inari didn't let him speak, firing one of his water-filled gourds like a cannon. Keiko pulled out a pair of kunai from a hidden pocket on the woolen sweater, the weapon already charged with electricity. The dog was impotently jumping and snapping his jaws, but falling short of the target.
With those two having trained from day one together, he was rather certain that the two could work together. That water punch could hurt on it's own, but if she landed an electrified kunai to the same area, the combined damage would be multiplied. The fact he was soaked already was troublesome in itself. Talking to them wouldn't work while they were so hostile to him.
The stand off continued until the horde of angry women caught up. Jiraiya let them land a few hits in before retreating. As angry as the women were, their attacks would cause no where near the damage the two children would inflict on him.
After running four blocks away, Jiraiya realized the two kids had not followed him. Despite the fact the irate women were beating on him, he managed to vanish from their sight leaving nothing for them to vent their rage on.
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Ai heard the commotion going on in the town and decided to investigate despite that she hated what she was wearing. With her pregnancy starting to show, pants were now extremely difficult to wear without them falling. She had fought against the necessity, but her expanding waistline won out. She was now wearing a dress.
As Ai neared the main street she saw Jiro trying to keep Keiko and Inari from running off somewhere. "What's going on?"
"There was a pervert at the baths! I went there with Ayashi-san and he was looking right at her! I won't let him get away with that!" Keiko announced earnestly.
"Pervert in the baths, huh? Was he the pervert-sannin?" Ai shook her head when Jiro nodded. "Was your friend near her big sister when he was 'watching her?'"
Keiko shrugged. "I guess so."
"Right..." Ai massaged her forehead. "Keiko, I seriously doubt he even noticed Ayashi was in the baths. You'd need a chest bigger than mine to get his attention, and her sister has that."
"Is that supposed to be an excuse?" Keiko hissed. "He violated those girls' privacy!"
Ai sighed. If anyone knew about being 'violated,' it was Keiko. She didn't want take away from the emotionally scarred girl's desire to express herself in defending others, especially the special people in her life like her first female friend her own age. However, she certainly picked the wrong person to be her enemy. "As much as I'd love to see Jiraiya get his face kicked in, we can't do that."
"Why not?" Inari demanded.
"Well, for one thing he's supposed to be my teacher," Ai told them.
"Not to mention he's a legendary ninja that I doubt we could defeat working together," Jiro added.
"Keiko and I almost defeated him already! We would have if you didn't get in the way!" Inari protested.
"Jiraiya wasn't fighting back. He could've easily stopped both of you if he bothered to get serious. The hits you landed were because he was underestimating you. He would not continue to make that mistake," Jiro intoned.
"He can't get away with what he did!" Keiko insisted.
Ai eyed something in a nearby shop. "Oh, I have an idea of how to get back at the old pervert."
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When you've overstayed your welcome before you've done what you needed, henge quickly becomes your best friend. Even after taking the image of the one-armed ninja that he used in the middle of nowhere town, finding Ai proved to be harder than he thought it would. He couldn't even find Jiro. He managed to find their home, but no one was there.
Not wanting to wait around, Jiraiya went back to the main street, hoping to spot them shopping. Yet he could find no trace of them. At least the scenery was better than a bunch of barely standing shacks.
"Do you think these flowers look good together?"
It took a second for Jiraiya to realize he had been asked that question. Looking upon the girl holding up two different flowers made the ninja's mind ooze out of his skull. Dressed in the pinkest, frilliest, most girlish dress he had ever seen was Ai. "What the hell are you wearing that for?!"
Ai blushed demurely. "Well, I can't wear pants in my condition, so I need to wear dresses instead. This makes me look pretty, doesn't it?"
"P-p-pretty?!" Jiraiya sputtered. "You're dressed like a girl!"
Ai pouted at him. "I am a girl, in case you haven't noticed. Now do you have any thoughts for baby names?"
"B-b-baby names?!" Jiraiya cried out.
Ai nodded and turned slightly. She let her hand glide over the slight bulge at her waist.
"You can't possibly be...?" Jiraiya trailed off, staring disbelievingly at her.
"I am," Ai told him in all seriousness. "About five months along. You can't believe how thankful I am that I've stopped throwing up all the time."
Jiraiya slapped his forehead. "You stopped pretending with your partner, didn't you?"
Ai folded her arms. "About six months ago."
Jiraiya bonelessly sat down in the street. "Information on the Akatsuki isn't worth this. I should have been here. Should have done something..."
"Well, you weren't and you didn't." Ai glared at him intensely. "Now I have to deal starting a family with a loving and annoyingly devoted husband. I haven't given up on my goals. They've been put on hold."
Jiraiya nodded. "Yes. Things will have to be put on hold."
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"If I had saw that, I think my head would've exploded," Rock Lee muttered.
Sakura giggled. "That certainly was one way to get back at him."
Jiraiya folded his arms. "That girl still thinks I'm some pedophile."
"Let's see, you're ancient and you stare at twenty-year-old girls. Gee, I can't see where that concept comes from when you're more than twice the age of the girls you peep on," Ai groused.
"Twice the age, certainly. Not five times their age. They need curves, fine supple bodies. If they have no chest, what makes touching it any different than a guy's?" Jiraiya shuddered in revulsion.
"I'd give you a shovel, but you're digging your own grave well enough without one," Kakashi chirped.
Jiraiya decided not to reply with Sakura and Tsunade glaring at him.
Ai sighed loudly to get their attention. "The next event isn't something that's related to me or Jiro. I'd rather not talk about it as it's Inari and Keiko's story to tell, if they decide to talk about it. Beyond the typical pregnancy problems and life issues that caused Jiro to spend more than one night on that small couch, the next thing that needs to be addressed is when I gave birth to Shinobu-chan."
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Author's Notes:
Coming Next: Gaiden #1 - Keiko's Story
Keiko has decided it was time to tell Inari everything about her, including her time as slave.
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Chapter 12 - Naruto's Nightmare, Ai's Greatest Joy
By: Lord Archive
Naruto belongs to Kishimoto, all rights reserved. I'm only borrowing them.
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"I'm not going to spar with you," Jiro stated seriously.
Ai looked at the man curiously. "What? Just because breakfast didn't agree with me? I feel fine right now."
"Breakfast, lunch and dinner hasn't agreed with you in days. You should have a doctor check you out," Jiro insisted.
"There's no need." Ai huffed. "I'm not sick."
"Then why are you throwing up every meal?" Jiro returned. "I know you must be hungry, because you can't keep anything down."
Ai opened her mouth, but her stomach growled louder than she could speak. She then folded her arms and plopped onto the ground. "Fine, so I'm having trouble eating. Big deal. Still not going to see some stupid doctor."
"Ai..." Jiro growled as he massaged his forehead. "If you can't eat lunch without throwing up, you're going even if I have to drag you there."
Ai smirked. "You'd have to beat me first."
Jiro shook his head. "Let's work on our jutsu."
The scowl on Ai's face didn't leave her. "Well, if we're going to work on that, I've got an idea. When you henge into a girl, do you think about the body you'll take?"
Jiro blinked, and then shook his head. "I've never really put any thought into it."
"Same here. Yet when we swap genders like that, we turn back into Hinata and Naruto," Ai observed. "It had me thinking that since those are our true bodies, we still might be able to use them."
Jiro's eyes widened at the thought. He immediately cried out, "Henge!" With a puff of smoke, he was now Hyuuga Hinata. The now female hands shook with nervousness as she went to perform the once familiar hand signal. "Byakugan!"
The world was now black with colors of chakra showing her where everything was. "It works!" Hinata cheered. She then looked intently at Ai and her mouth dropped.
Ai cocked her head. "Something wrong?"
Hinata didn't answer the girl. Instead she bolted straight for the town.
Ai gave chase, wondering what her partner was seeing. She followed as Hinata stealthfully took to the rooftops and made her way towards the main road in town, where all the shops and most of the people who live in the town were.
Hinata's attention was scattered as she tried to look through the crowd, hoping to find one of two specific women. Finally she spotted one of them and peered intently at her. She then bonelessly sat down on the roof and the henge dispersed.
"What was that about?!" Ai demanded.
Jiro looked at the girl with frightened eyes. "Ai... you're not sick."
"I've been telling you that!" Ai shot at him smugly.
"You... you're pregnant," Jiro croaked out. "I... I saw... our baby's chakra in you."
Ai's face went white. And then she was gone. Jiro had no idea where the girl ran off to, and didn't know what he could possibly say to her.
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Ai ran as hard and as far as she could. She tried to hide from the world and herself. She did not know where she was, only that she had to get away. Jiro's words still rung in her ear. But it couldn't possibly be true. She wasn't a real girl. She had been born a guy. What she had been feeling could not possibly be the same as what Yamiko had been going through.
"You know it is," a voice growled out.
Ai looked up and saw the prison that was within her body, the Kyuubi's eyes glaring through the bars. Had she run so far that she retreated into her own mind?
"This is more fun than ripping the island apart," the Kyuubi gloated.
"So that's why you're not trying to take over," Ai spat, gripping onto her anger to mask her fear.
"Of course." The demon grinned. "Watching you suffer so much is such a rare treat. Not even when Sasuke left to chase after his pointless goal have you been hurt this much."
"Shut up, dog shit," Ai growled.
"Why would I do that?" the Kyuubi chuckled evilly. "I want you to suffer. You have no idea what being imprisoned in your pathetic body is like for a god like me."
"How about I just kill you and be done with it," Ai threatened.
"And be more of a hypocrite?" the Kyuubi shot back. "To kill me would be to kill yourself, and the child within you. You argued against letting the prostitute remove her bastard child, but when you began to suspect that you were pregnant-- you tried to get your husband to spar with you in hopes of him hurting you enough to kill your own baby."
"Shut up! I didn't know!" Ai protested.
"Of course you didn't know. You didn't want to know. Now you have to protect your baby, or go back against your word," the Kyuubi pointed out with demented glee.
"Shut up! Shut up! SHUT UP!" Ai cried out.
"You're awake."
Ai blinked and looked around. She found herself sitting on Inari's bed with Tsunami looking at her with concern.
"Did something happen? I found you unconscious on the beach." Tsunami felt the girl's head.
Ai knocked the hand away. "Yeah, I'm... fine. I guess."
"You are?" Tsunami asked disbelievingly.
"I had a bit of a shock today." Ai looked at her twitching hands. "I... I found out I'm pregnant."
"I see." Tsunami smiled gently. "You were scared out of your wits, weren't you?"
"No! Er, well. Yes... I'm still scared. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. This shouldn't even be able to happen to me. I'm not ready for this," Ai muttered out through growing tears.
Tsunami hugged the shivering girl. "No girl is ready for this. Even the ones who want to have a baby aren't fully ready. When I found out I was pregnant with Inari, I wanted to run away from the island as if doing so would leave behind my pregnancy as well. However, this isn't something that running away from it will solve."
"This is just another challenge for me to face, and I don't back down," Ai said, trying to give herself courage.
Tsunami nodded. "Exactly. Now does Jiro know?"
Ai smirked. "He's the one who figured it out."
"I see. How does he feel about this?" Tsunami asked.
"Don't know." Ai let out a harsh laugh. "I don't think he knows how he feels yet. Knowing him, he probably got himself drunk."
Tsunami giggled. "Inari's father did much the same."
Ai pulled herself out of Tsunami's hug and got out of the bed. "Well, hiding won't get me anywhere. May as well track down Jiro."
"Take care," Tsunami advised.
Ai smirked painfully while patting her waist. "Right. Wouldn't want anything happening to this little fellow." She then walked out of the house and almost straight into Inari's grandfather, Tazuna, who looked at her in wide-eyed shock. It would be days before he said anything coherent to anyone as his mind tried to reconcile that Naruto was pregnant.
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Jiro awoke the following morning to the mother of all hangovers. He bolted from the bed and ran straight to the toilet to throw up. He was heaving the nastiest taste he ever had the misfortune of gracing his tongue. After a few minutes of being hunched over in the bathroom, he was kicked aside as Ai followed suit.
"You know this is all your fault," Ai grumbled, still hunched over the toilet.
Jiro merely nodded, looking at her with some fear.
Ai plopped on the floor next to her lover. "Some pair we make, huh? We really do get everything wrong. We were supposed to have been hiding, yet the Akatsuki finds us in only a couple months. We were only supposed to be pretending to be married, yet we were screwing like rabbits. Your job was to protect me while I trained, but because of you I can't train anymore." Her laughter was mixed with tears.
"Ai..." Jiro whispered, wondering at her words and why she was sitting so near to him.
"Hold me," Ai said quietly.
"Huh?" Jiro blinked.
"Hold me and never let go." Ai looked at him desperately. "I'm scared, Jiro. I was an idiot for trying to tell Yamiko what to do about her baby. I didn't understand what it felt like. And she had it worse. She was alone, while I at least have you."
Jiro pulled the girl into hug. "You still want me after all I've done to you?"
"I don't want you. I need you," Ai retorted.
Jiro pouted and looked away. "Perhaps we should go back to Konoha. They can help you better than I can."
Ai shook her head. "I'd be even more of a freak. Oh, sure, I'd get some help from Tsunade-bachan and Sakura-chan, but the city itself wouldn't accept me."
"They wouldn't have to know who you are," Jiro insisted.
"Somehow I doubt it would stay a secret for long. I couldn't possibly deal with them now," Ai returned.
"But wouldn't you prefer to be with people you love?" Jiro forced out.
Ai broke out of the hug to look at him. "I have that here with Inari, Keiko, Tsunami, Tazuna, and you."
"You love me?" Jiro asked with surprise.
"Of course I do! I've only been boning you for months. Why would you think I didn't love you?" Ai shot at him.
"You never said it," Jiro retorted.
"Sure I have. The night we first had sex," Ai retorted.
"You said you liked me, not loved me," Jiro corrected. "And you haven't even said that much since then."
Ai poked his chest. "You want to hear it, fine. I love you, Jiro. Happy?"
For some reason Jiro wasn't happy. He wasn't sure if he should believe her. "You're not just saying that, are you?"
Ai growled out in frustration. "Hello?! I was born a freaking guy and I've been letting you put your dick into me. If that's not fucking love, nothing is. And in case you haven't noticed, you've never told me that you love me."
Jiro stared at the girl. Slowly he began to laugh.
Ai folded her arms. "What's so funny?"
"I'm an idiot," Jiro stated.
"Got that right." Ai nodded.
"And I do love you." Jiro reached over and kissed her on the lips. Then they immediately broke apart with disgusted looks.
"Gah! Vomit breath!" Ai spat out, before laughing with her not-so-fake husband.
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Ai watched as Inari and Keiko sparred. She was quite pleased with the level of skill they now possessed. They should be a match for any student in Konoha, even the ones with bloodline limits. Her thoughts of Konoha brought back memories of her friends there, but she shook that off not wanting to think of how they would react to her now.
A girlish scream caught Ai's attention. She glared at the sight of Inari cowering behind Keiko as a three-meter long slug approaching them. Though she wasn't sure if it was more irritated by the appearance of the slug or the fact that one of her students was so visibly scared.
"You two go home. This is for me to deal with," Ai ordered.
"But Sensei... you're pregnancy..." Keiko trailed off uncertainly.
"It's a messenger from Konoha. And it's not something for you to hear. Now go home," Ai barked out at them.
Inari needed no more motivation as he ran away. Keiko let out an exasperated sigh and ran after him.
The giant slug lurched and then seemingly vomited a tall and overly-endowed woman. Tsunade had in fact used a space-time jutsu to functionally summon herself in the Land of Waves using slugs as her teleportation medium. Ai was annoyed at the reminder that Jiraiya had not been teaching her such things.
Ai folded her arms. "You didn't have to come all the way here, Bachan."
"Oh, really." Tsunade glared at the girl. "And what quack said you were pregnant?"
"Jiro found out when we tested a transformational henge to see if he really did become Hinata, when he changed into a girl without thinking. He saw our baby's chakra," Ai told her flatly.
Tsunade trudged toward the girl, yanked up her shirt and probed her lower stomach with chi enshrouded fingers. The woman paled. "You really are pregnant."
"I told you that in my message!" Ai reminded.
"How?" Tsunade demanded.
"Well... when a boy and a girl REALLY likes each other, they start touching, then really touching with no clothes on. He then puts his 'yahoo' into her 'wuhoo' and she becomes pregnant," Ai mocked how Iruka had described it years ago.
"And Hinata is the father?" Tsunade asked, her body wavering.
"Of course Jiro is the father. You only saddled me with the most annoyingly devoted person you could find. It'd be hard not to love that idiot," Ai groused.
Large nervous sweat formed on the back of Tsunade's head. "Of course." She frowned at the girl. "And you're going to keep the baby?"
Ai nodded. "I swore I'd protect innocent people. You can't get much more innocent than an unborn baby."
"Right..." Tsunade trailed off. "But you won't be able to train as hard as you need to. There would be numerous restrictions to guard the health of the baby. In particular, no Kage Bunshin. The further along the pregnancy becomes, the more shadow memory will adversely affect the baby. It can even cause miscarriage."
Ai sighed. "Figured as much. Jiro has already taken over my job at the ramen-ya. Course, that's mostly because I couldn't work ten minutes straight without heaving."
Tsunade nodded. "You especially will need to avoid excessive chakra usage. The Kyuubi's chakra is poisonous, and could hurt or kill your baby."
Ai frowned and nodded. "Perhaps the question is 'what CAN I do?'"
"Taijutsu and basic ninjutsu are fine. Focus on minimized movements." Tsunade thought for a moment. "I'll send one of the older ninja here to teach you and Jiro a defensive taijutsu that focuses on turning an opponent's strength against him."
"Otherwise it's do what I've been doing. Not much more than teaching Inari and Keiko and eat whatever I'm craving," Ai muttered.
"That's a good start. But you are going to get a complete check-up before I will give you any specifics. And you will follow all the instructions I give you," Tsunade finished with her commanding tone that would take no objections.
Ai merely slouched. "Yeah, whatever. Let's get this over with."
"And where is the expecting father?" Tsunade muttered darkly.
Ai raised an eyebrow. "You haven't noticed him? He's there and there." She pointed up into two different trees.
Tsunade irritably folded her arms. "Right. Annoyingly devoted." She then sighed, wondering how her great plan to protect Naruto had gone so horribly wrong.
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"Iruka-sensei really described it like that?!" Sakura giggled.
"Are you really surprised?" Ai retorted.
Sakura thought for a moment and shook her head. "Not really."
"It certainly explains her naivete and fear," Jiro added. "She really didn't know much about sex."
"So, how did you react to learning you were going to be a father?" Sakura asked.
Jiro scratched the back of his head. "Scared, mostly. With Kage Bunshin I was at least able to watch Ai, work the docks and the ramen-ya, and still do some training."
"That takes a lot of chakra, doesn't it?" Sakura wondered.
"Sure, but it's a lot like his leg weights giving you extra strength when you remove them," Jiro explained, pointing at Rock Lee. "Kage Bunshin did much the same, as I was almost always in three or four places at a time. So it enhanced my overall chakra."
"I see, it's much like the strength technique Tsunade-sama taught me," Sakura commented.
"I wish I had spent more time with Kage Bunshin then," Kakashi chirped.
Tsunade folded her arms. "No, you don't. There are possible side-effects from over using the technique. It's one of the reasons it had been sealed."
"What sort of side-effects?" Sakura wondered.
"I'll save that for a medical lesson later," Tsunade replied. She turned her attention back to the young parents. "We got that you had learned of and accepted that you were going to have a baby. What happened after that?"
They looked at each other and shrugged. "Frankly, nothing happened for most of my pregnancy. It was almost like something was keeping anything dangerous away from me. The next thing that happened was at the start of summer." Ai grinned at Jiraiya. "It begins with you, so why don't you tell them about it."
Jiraiya folded his arms. "This is your debriefing, not mine."
"It's OUR debriefing, you included," Ai shot back with demented glee. "I suppose we could bring in Keiko and Inari to give their side of what happened."
Jiraiya bristled at the apparent threat. "Fine. It began when I was scouting around to make sure everything was safe before I approached Ai."
"In other words, he was 'researching' for his newest book by spying on women's baths," Ai corrected.
"WHAT?!" Sakura growled out.
"Hello! I call him 'pervert-sannin' for a reason. He's been spying on girls in the buff since before he was a ninja," Ai reminded.
"What happened?" Tsunade demanded to keep Sakura from furthering derailing the debriefing, even if she wanted to bash the lech in the face.
"Well, I was... interrupted..." Jiraiya trailed off sheepishly.
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Jiraiya stared at the young women happily frolicking in the hot springs. So entranced was he, he failed to noticed a young girl pulling herself out of the water near him. He did not see her purposeful strides, nor heeded the strange speed of which she dried herself. So it came as a complete surprise a minute later when he felt two tiny fists slam into his side that somehow caused an intense amount of pain.
Now the old ninja was looking at the eleven-year-old girl with black mane-like hair that reached her shoulder blades. She was certainly cute, especially wearing an oversized woolen sweater that looked like it should be worn to bed during the middle of winter and not worn in the summer heat. The way she was moving her arms, one would think she was faking skill in taijutsu. Jiraiya was no fool, however, and knew painfully well now that she was preparing for her elemental lightning ninjutsu using the static charge her sweater produced.
"I will not forgive you!" Keiko shot forward, trying to land another attack. Her target jumped over her, easily avoiding her.
"You must be--" Jiraiya couldn't say another word as a wash bucket smacked him in the face.
Shouts of 'pervert' and 'freak' raised the alarm as the bathing beauties either went to cover themselves or went on the warpath. The distraction they provided gave Keiko the opening she wanted as she landed another two fisted strike, discharging an electric shock from her hands causing her enemy pain and stunning him briefly.
Had Jiraiya been anyone else, the horde of angry women would've descended their wrath upon him before he could recover. However, he was not just an ordinary pervert and was able to flee just in time to avoid their strikes, though he did let them vent their anger on the poor wash bucket that had hit him.
With his research canceled for the rest of the day, Jiraiya bid a hasty retreat. Keiko was having none of that, and quickly gave chase.
Jiraiya saw no point in fighting the young girl, believing her to be Ai's student. Actually, he was quite impressed that the girl had already started to learn elemental jutsu in only months of training. The woolen sweater showed her inexperience though as she still needed a source of the element to manipulate and can not create it on her own. Not to mention her attack merely stunned the target and didn't cause any real damage.
Hiding in plain sight, Jiraiya covered his appearance with a tarp that blended well with the wall behind him. The problem with such a tactic was that you had to rely on your hearing to know if the coast was clear. He did not take in account how light the young ninja could be on her feet. He paid for that mistake with another two-fisted strike, this time far too close to his 'best friend.' He leapt straight up and clutched onto an open window to stay out of the girl's reach.
A female squeak of surprise caught Jiraiya's attention. He looked inside the house he was clinging to and grinned wolfishly. He tried to think of something charming and witty to say to the half-dressed woman, but she had her retort ready. A flowerpot to his face, followed by a pillow, a chair, a mirror, and a pit bull. It was the last of those items that made Jiraiya drop from the window as the vicious dog clamped hungrily to his arm.
Keiko was waiting for the lech and gave him an electrifying hug.
Jiraiya broke out of her embrace, and was rather thankful for the attack as it got the dog off him. He ran off again, with both Keiko and the pit bull giving chase.
A wrong turn later had Jiraiya backtracking as the mob of women found him. He would've loved to look at them some more, as a few of the women still had no tops on while one of them was still completely naked, but decided that survival had higher priority. He dodged the attacks Keiko and the pit bull attempted, and managed to get around them. The commotion had brought the men of the town out, but they did not hinder Jiraiya, rather they acted as if they were watching a parade, cheering both for him and his pursuers.
Not all of the guys in the town were going to stay out of this, though. Just as the pervert rounded a corner, a twelve-year-old boy slapped his hands into a full rain barrel. The water in it erupted into a wave that crashed into Jiraiya, making him lose a step. He eyed the boy briefly, guessing him to be Ai's other student. Again, he was impressed the boy had also been taught elemental jutsu, however the gourds around his waist and the use of the rain barrel clearly displayed he was just as new to this as the girl, unable to make his own and hard-pressed to do anything truly damaging.
The distraction allowed Keiko to catch up to the old pervert, but he wasn't going to allow her to land another hit. He jumped back and out of the reach of her committed attack. The smirks on the kids' faces, however, caused him to reassess his supposed 'safety.' He belatedly realized that while he avoided her fists, he had not gotten out of the large puddle the boy had made. "Oh, crap," he muttered as the girl's hands struck the pond, electrifying it.
It was good to be a master ninja. Even a split second was enough to get him out of the attack. Jiraiya chuckled at them as he stood on top of a nearby chair. "I'm quite--"
Inari didn't let him speak, firing one of his water-filled gourds like a cannon. Keiko pulled out a pair of kunai from a hidden pocket on the woolen sweater, the weapon already charged with electricity. The dog was impotently jumping and snapping his jaws, but falling short of the target.
With those two having trained from day one together, he was rather certain that the two could work together. That water punch could hurt on it's own, but if she landed an electrified kunai to the same area, the combined damage would be multiplied. The fact he was soaked already was troublesome in itself. Talking to them wouldn't work while they were so hostile to him.
The stand off continued until the horde of angry women caught up. Jiraiya let them land a few hits in before retreating. As angry as the women were, their attacks would cause no where near the damage the two children would inflict on him.
After running four blocks away, Jiraiya realized the two kids had not followed him. Despite the fact the irate women were beating on him, he managed to vanish from their sight leaving nothing for them to vent their rage on.
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Ai heard the commotion going on in the town and decided to investigate despite that she hated what she was wearing. With her pregnancy starting to show, pants were now extremely difficult to wear without them falling. She had fought against the necessity, but her expanding waistline won out. She was now wearing a dress.
As Ai neared the main street she saw Jiro trying to keep Keiko and Inari from running off somewhere. "What's going on?"
"There was a pervert at the baths! I went there with Ayashi-san and he was looking right at her! I won't let him get away with that!" Keiko announced earnestly.
"Pervert in the baths, huh? Was he the pervert-sannin?" Ai shook her head when Jiro nodded. "Was your friend near her big sister when he was 'watching her?'"
Keiko shrugged. "I guess so."
"Right..." Ai massaged her forehead. "Keiko, I seriously doubt he even noticed Ayashi was in the baths. You'd need a chest bigger than mine to get his attention, and her sister has that."
"Is that supposed to be an excuse?" Keiko hissed. "He violated those girls' privacy!"
Ai sighed. If anyone knew about being 'violated,' it was Keiko. She didn't want take away from the emotionally scarred girl's desire to express herself in defending others, especially the special people in her life like her first female friend her own age. However, she certainly picked the wrong person to be her enemy. "As much as I'd love to see Jiraiya get his face kicked in, we can't do that."
"Why not?" Inari demanded.
"Well, for one thing he's supposed to be my teacher," Ai told them.
"Not to mention he's a legendary ninja that I doubt we could defeat working together," Jiro added.
"Keiko and I almost defeated him already! We would have if you didn't get in the way!" Inari protested.
"Jiraiya wasn't fighting back. He could've easily stopped both of you if he bothered to get serious. The hits you landed were because he was underestimating you. He would not continue to make that mistake," Jiro intoned.
"He can't get away with what he did!" Keiko insisted.
Ai eyed something in a nearby shop. "Oh, I have an idea of how to get back at the old pervert."
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When you've overstayed your welcome before you've done what you needed, henge quickly becomes your best friend. Even after taking the image of the one-armed ninja that he used in the middle of nowhere town, finding Ai proved to be harder than he thought it would. He couldn't even find Jiro. He managed to find their home, but no one was there.
Not wanting to wait around, Jiraiya went back to the main street, hoping to spot them shopping. Yet he could find no trace of them. At least the scenery was better than a bunch of barely standing shacks.
"Do you think these flowers look good together?"
It took a second for Jiraiya to realize he had been asked that question. Looking upon the girl holding up two different flowers made the ninja's mind ooze out of his skull. Dressed in the pinkest, frilliest, most girlish dress he had ever seen was Ai. "What the hell are you wearing that for?!"
Ai blushed demurely. "Well, I can't wear pants in my condition, so I need to wear dresses instead. This makes me look pretty, doesn't it?"
"P-p-pretty?!" Jiraiya sputtered. "You're dressed like a girl!"
Ai pouted at him. "I am a girl, in case you haven't noticed. Now do you have any thoughts for baby names?"
"B-b-baby names?!" Jiraiya cried out.
Ai nodded and turned slightly. She let her hand glide over the slight bulge at her waist.
"You can't possibly be...?" Jiraiya trailed off, staring disbelievingly at her.
"I am," Ai told him in all seriousness. "About five months along. You can't believe how thankful I am that I've stopped throwing up all the time."
Jiraiya slapped his forehead. "You stopped pretending with your partner, didn't you?"
Ai folded her arms. "About six months ago."
Jiraiya bonelessly sat down in the street. "Information on the Akatsuki isn't worth this. I should have been here. Should have done something..."
"Well, you weren't and you didn't." Ai glared at him intensely. "Now I have to deal starting a family with a loving and annoyingly devoted husband. I haven't given up on my goals. They've been put on hold."
Jiraiya nodded. "Yes. Things will have to be put on hold."
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"If I had saw that, I think my head would've exploded," Rock Lee muttered.
Sakura giggled. "That certainly was one way to get back at him."
Jiraiya folded his arms. "That girl still thinks I'm some pedophile."
"Let's see, you're ancient and you stare at twenty-year-old girls. Gee, I can't see where that concept comes from when you're more than twice the age of the girls you peep on," Ai groused.
"Twice the age, certainly. Not five times their age. They need curves, fine supple bodies. If they have no chest, what makes touching it any different than a guy's?" Jiraiya shuddered in revulsion.
"I'd give you a shovel, but you're digging your own grave well enough without one," Kakashi chirped.
Jiraiya decided not to reply with Sakura and Tsunade glaring at him.
Ai sighed loudly to get their attention. "The next event isn't something that's related to me or Jiro. I'd rather not talk about it as it's Inari and Keiko's story to tell, if they decide to talk about it. Beyond the typical pregnancy problems and life issues that caused Jiro to spend more than one night on that small couch, the next thing that needs to be addressed is when I gave birth to Shinobu-chan."
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Author's Notes:
Coming Next: Gaiden #1 - Keiko's Story
Keiko has decided it was time to tell Inari everything about her, including her time as slave.
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