Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Shakespeare in Love ❯ 144 ( Chapter 4 )

Two loves I have of comfort and despair,

Which like two spirits do suggest me still:

The better angel is a man right fair,

The worser spirit a woman colored ill.

To win me soon to hell, my female evil,

Tempteth my better angel from my side,

And would corrupt my saint to be a devil,

Wooing his purity with her foul pride.

And whether that my angel be turned fiend,

Suspect I may, yet not directly tell;

But being both from me, both to each friend,

I guess one angel in another's hell:

Yet this shall I ne'er know, but live in doubt,

Till my bad angel fire my good one out.

 

-Sonnet 144

 

To be completely honest, Jiraiya should have outgrown his peeping and kept his perverseness private. Truthfully, he almost had. It was only the slim chance of happening upon a bathing Tsunade that kept him coming back, no matter how many beatings he got.