... pervy sage, and all of the other names that the blonde konoha shinobi had called the smut writer, Jiraiya. It was about time that the kid learned to respect his elders. He chuckled softly at that thought.
In front of the door to Tsunade�s office stood the black haired ninja, Shizune, who was looking tired and frustrated. Jiraiya smiled softly to himself. He had thought about what it would be like to do a little bit of one on one research with her on a few occasions, but knew far better than to make any advances on the ninja, who has proven on more than one occasion to be extremely deadly. At the moment though, she looked perturbed, which meant that what Jiraiya had initially gathered was absolutely correct, and Tsunade wasn�t in a very happy place right now. He wasn�t sure if she was in the �I�m so angry that I�m going to throw desks and knives at anyone who tries to enter my office� or some other level of angry, but he knew that at this point there was no turning back.
He smiled softly as he brought his hand up in a wave to Shizune, �Hey, Shizune. I know that I don�t have an appointment with Tsunade, but I was wondering if I could just wander in on her, and have a little bit of a chat.�
Shizune looked over to Jiraiya and brought her hands up waving them a little bit with a sheepish and worried smile on her face, �Oh, master Jira...