Jiraiya's Mission of Love; Naruto and Hinata!

//Note; This comes BEFORE the first chapter happens, chronologically. It's set after it because of my artistic abilities, thanks.//









Rushing from a tall while building, the small kunoichi blushed brightly. She had to get away as fast as possible. Hinata had gone, of all places, to the hospital, to check on Naruto. She’d heard that Naruto had shown up at the hospital a few days ago, and had wanted to make sure he was okay. Apparently there was some talk of a huge toad somewhere. The idea of Naruto being hurt had frightened her past any fear she had. The nurse had been kind enough to let her go, telling poor Hinata that Naruto would most likely be sleeping. Easier than facing him awake, she mused, pressing her index fingers together timidly as she made her way down the hall. Each step loudly clapping against the ground. Damning her with embarrassment.



“Maybe…this isn’t a good idea.” She whispered, staring at the door ahead of her, less than five feet away. She wanted to hurry and flee for her life, when her inner Hinata spoke up. “No! This is our chance…to prove to everyone that we’re not afraid! And…if we get closer to Naruto…then maybe…he’ll…-” she gasped when she heard a voice. A female voice.



“Uzumaki. A man has sent for you… He didn’t leave a name, but he says that he has some more training for you…?” the soft voice cheerfully stated behind the door. Hinata’s inner self trembled. “Na…na…Naruto’s awake?!”



“Aw yeah! Pervy sage!” Naruto shouted from inside the room, causing Hinata to nearly faint. She hesitated for just a moment…then ran. She ran and ran and ran, hating herself with each step.



“Te baka, baka! Watashi te baka!”"Stupid, stupid! I'm so stupid!" she shrieked softly, face consumed in redness. Her weak heart threatened to break open; the only thing keeping it still was the sheer will to get as far away as possible. Before she knew it she was in the forest, tripping over logs and branches. She could feel her lungs fighting to bring in air, and slowly she began to slow her run. When her trot became a jog, and the jog became a feeble walk, Hinata let out a rush of air, collapsing against the nearby tree. All that work...and for what? Feeding her cowardice?!



“Well…that was…pointless.” Her inner Hinata panted. She frowned, limping forward on weak legs. She shuddered, feeling light headed and distant. Her muscles twitched and threatened to give out from under her. So she sat against the tree, which hung over her to cast shadows across her form. It was then that she was vaguely aware of the small cuts and nicks in her arms and ankles. But she felt no pain. Only her heart continues to pound, her shyness taking over her common sense. “Oh Hinata. You’re such…a…a baby!” she whimpered, “I though that if I-” a noise caught her attention. It was the smallest of noises, but she had heard it clearly. She paused, going as still as a rabbit. Ears tuned, she waited for it again, almost willing it. Within seconds, the noise was heard again. It sounded like a voice, but what was it saying? Curiosity pushing aside fear, Hinata found her strength and stoop, creeping into the direction of the noise. Again she heard it, louder this time. It was almost a growl. A growl that sounded similar to…



“A…a bear?!” Hinata’s wild imagination envisioned herself being mauled by a great bear, who then would set off to eat Naruto as well. She squealed and clutched her hands together, forcing herself closer. She wouldn’t run away. Never again. But something inside her stomach told her she was overreacting. That something forced her closer, driving her. The sound came again, unlike the last. A…man’s giggle? She poked her tiny heard out from between two bushes into a clearing, and gasped.



A man stood, or rather kneeled behind an array of bushes, his silver-white hair on the back of his head the only this visible amidst the leaves. His face must have been placed between these bushes, peeking out in the distance. Whatever it was the man was looking at, he must have enjoyed it immensely, for he continually giggled and rattled the bushes with his hands like an excited child, murmuring to himself. Hinata, intrigued, crept closer to him, intent on seeing what was so hilarious. The closer she got, the better she could understand his words.



“Heeheeheeheehee! That’s it, my little angels. Dance for me!” The man cackled, wiggling in pleasure. Hinata felt oddly creeped out by this fellow, and had a strange sensation to flee. A sudden array oh highly feminine giggles where heard, which only seemed to make the man happier; who was thrusting his head out between the bushes.



He’…a voyeur! Hinata’s inner voice shrieked. Blushing, Hinata prepared to being justice to the women and expose this perv, when a large sound cam from behind her. Frightened, Hinata fell forward, squeaking. The sound was unmistakably a croak, she feared as she turned over, to come face to face with the…biggest toad she’d ever seen?!



“Wah! It’s the same toad! The one that hurt Naruto! It has to be!” she wailed, suddenly angry. Determined to bring pain to this predator, Hinata rose a fist to hit the reptile. She froze when the giant thing opened its mouth. Squealing in fright, Hinata flailed.



“No! Don’t eat me!!” she cried. The toad out-stretched his tongue and…….gently licked Hinata’s face. Twitching she opened her eyes, completely taken off guard.



“You’re not…going to eat me?” she murmured, cringing to the toads lick. His rough tongue tickling her, she let out a feeble giggle, her racing heart slowing. “Heh…you’re not a vicious man-eating toad, are you, Toad-san?” Her small voice murmured, patting the toad’s large face. When he gave a hearty croak, she only smiled, at ease once again.



“Vicious man-eating toad? Not hardly!” a booming voice shouted over her, followed by a laugh. Jumping, Hinata shrieked and turned, on her knees. She’s completely forgotten the man! Shivering in fright, she stared up at the huge form, able to finally see his face. He was big, and his brad shoulders nearly blacked the sun. His white hair was a wild man, and it framed his face ruggedly. The man stared down at her, grinning joyfully, showing off his big white teeth. “Did you mention Naruto?” he asked, staring down at her. Hinata stared, dumbfounded. Slowly her eyes widened and she let out an ‘oof’ or air as her body fell over, her small heart pounding wildly. Hinata’s eyes closed, and she suddenly relaxed.



Jiraiya stared, slightly horrified. Had he killed her?! The toad croaked, nudging her still breathing body. “Aw, damnit.” He grumbled. Lifting her body onto the back of the toad. “This is just great, isn’t it, Momo?” Jiraiya murmured to his toad, and together they vanished in a blast of smoke.



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Something head was laying across Hinata’s lap. She could feel it. It wasn’t moving, but it was warm. Like some kind of large warm…boulder. The various sore areas of her body tingled, the pain somehow subsided. And a cool wet cloth lay over her forehead. Still half out of it, Hinata opened her eyes, listening to a soft humming. When she did, the boulder stirred, croaking softly. She smiled sleepily, reaching up to pet it.



“Hello there Toad-san.” She whispered, sitting up and rubbing the toad’s huge head in her lap. He croaked happily, a sound that was oddly comparable to a purr, emitting from him. Letting out a comfortable sigh, Hinata rose her head to look around. The man that had scared her, sat on the other side of the room. But she only watched him. He was turned away from her, staring out a window and writing something. It was only then that she noticed where she was. It was…a hut. The tiniest of houses. Only two windows, one on each side. It was square, and had no door. Just an opening, barely big enough for the man’s broad shoulders. She was still scanning the room when the man noticed her.



“Oh! You’re awake!” He smiled, setting the book he was writing in onto the windowsill. Hinata nodded, resting her hands atop the toad’s head. “My name is Jiraiya. There’s no need to be afraid, I’m not going to hurt you.” He murmured, leaning back in his sitting position.



“O-Okay.” She whispered. Jiraiya noticed her stuttering and faint attatchment to animals, and smiled. She must have been one of those kind, timid souls.“So…you know Naruto, huh?” He asked, standing and turning to a small table, rustling around with some kind of glass objects. When he heard Hinata gasp, his smile widened.



“Y-y-yes?” came her tiny voice. Jiraiya let out a soft laugh and turned to face her. She sat there, blushing like mad, poking her index finger together. Chuckling again, he was sparked with an idea. A brilliant, wonderful idea. For both Hinata…and Naruto.



“If you don’t mind me asking, Hinata-chan, but¬¬¬-”



“How do you know my name?!” she questioned in surprise.



“Oh…uh.” Nice going dumbass, he mused, “Naturo! He talks about you a lot.” Jiraiya fibbed, waving his hand through the air. Hinata blushed brightly, cupping a hand to her mouth. When she only stared, he nodded sagely. “You like him, don’t you?” he didn’t need to ask, the wild dancing in her eyes told everything. “How would you like it if I helped you get closer to Naruto? Away from everyone’s stare?” he softly asked, flicking his thumb through a strangely familiar orange book. Hinata was awestruck. Could she accept his proposition? Could she handle it? Her inner Hinata shrieked excitedly: “Yes! This is it! Jiraiya-sensei wants to help! So let him!” A surge of strength ran through her and she slowly, timidly smiled. Jiraiya saw this and clapped his hands.



“All right then! Leave it to me! I promise Naruto will be yours.” he told her, a mischievous grin on his face. Hinata didn’t know it, but this was going to be the best day of her young life. Day…or days…depending on Naruto’s performance…he mused, giggling. Hinata only stared, wondering what she’d gotten herself into. The look on his face sent her heart racing. Oh God…what HAD she gotten herself into?!



“S-So? What a-are we go-g-going to do?” she whispered, as if Naruto was listening in on them inside the very forest around them.



Jiraiya paused, looking Hinata deep into her eyes. He snapped and Momo the toad disappeared. Walking dead calm, he took Hinata’s hand and walked her out of the hut. Hinata noticed the dangaged on her legs and arms, slightly at ease at Jiraiya-sensei kind heart. He was truly a good man. A gr-“Okay! Let the games of love begin!” Jiraiya shouted. Frightening her, Hinata leapt forward, looked behind her, and screamed. Behind her were seven Jiraiya-sensei’s, al with manic looks on their face. Together, they growled in unison..



“Lets have some fun, Little girl! Heheheheheheheh!”



Hinata turned back around and ran frantically down a path that had apparently come out of nowhere. She could hear the Jiraiya squad behind her, all of her running strength coming back to her. THIS was his plan?? Was he CRAZY!? Taking a look behind her, she watched as one of the Jiraiya gave her a thumbs up, and thought to herself, ‘Why…Yes. Yes he is…!’