"Gaara."

"Life? Is that what he told you?"



"When did he become such a...an asshole?"



"Well I don't think he's an asshole. Blunt, to the point and truthful maybe, but not an asshole."



"You weren't there."



"No, I wasn't, but I think I know him well enough to know he's not an asshole."



"So you're telling me that you knew he was smarter than he let on? That the big, loud mouthed, idiot facade was just that, a facade?"



"Well, not quite-" Tsunade stood up and glared at her teammate and friend.



"What happened to him Jiraya?" The hermit sighed in defeat and held up his hands.



"I don't know. I have the gut feeling he's always been like this but has let us see what we wanted to see. He has been through things we only think are fiction and it has shaped him into something we cannot understand. Maybe this thing with Gaara has brought out that side of him? Who knows. But what he did at the hospital was not the Naruto we have come to know and love, that is for sure."



"Ya think?" Tsunade sat back down in her chair and rubbed the bridge of her nose. She felt a headache coming on and it was going to be a doosey. Jiraya walked behind her and put his hands on her shoulders, starting to rub. The blond groaned and leaned back against his hands. Gods, she did love his hands. "Are you still seeing her?" The hands got firmer for a second and it hurt but they went back to a regular massage in seconds.



"I don't think it's any of your business."



"I think it is. You are my friend and she is...well, you know."



"I do."



"Then why won't you let her go Jiraya?" She leaned forward, placing her forehead against her arms and leaned on the desk. His hands moved lower to rub her upper and middle back and she sighed.



"You may not believe it but I think....I think there is something there Tsu. She's like a wildfire! So alive so...there!" His voice took on a slightly enthusiastic tone. "She doesn't make me feel old. She makes me feel like I'm twenty again and I can do anything."



"You're seeping the life out of her. She can barely think straight and she's moving around like a zombie!"



"I will tell her to rest then. Will you give her time off?"



"If you promise to leave her alone."



"I can't do that Tsu." The hands stopped and she wanted to whimper, complain and tell him to start back up again. She knew he wouldn't.



"Why not?"



"I think I love her."



"SHE COULD BE YOUR GRANDDAUGHTER DAMN IT!" Tsunade sat up and brought her fist down on her desk. It broke right down the center and Jiraya took a few steps back.



"Do I honestly look that old?"



"Jiraya...that's not what I meant and you know it! Just...leave her alone! You're robbing the cradle!"



"She's old enough to make her own decisions Tsunade." She'd had it. Tsunade stood and walked her friend into a corner, placing one hand on each side of his body, effectively trapping him.



"She doesn't have the mental stability to make a decision this big Jiraya. She's broken, vulnerable. I have taken her under my wing and I will be damned if you hurt her. She has become like my child and I will protect her from herself until she can pick up the pieces."



"Does that mean from you too?" Jiraya nodded towards the door and her face paled. She turned her head slowly to look but she knew what -who- would be there. There were tears streaming down her face and whatever she held in her hands was crushed, broken and spilling all over the place. It looked like green wrapping.



"Sakura-chan!" Tsunade moved quicker than lightning but the pink haired kunoichi moved quicker. Whatever Sakura held in her hands fell to the floor, forgotten. Her face was hidden by her hair and she looked to the floor, her hands balled into tight fists.



"How could you?"



"Now Sakura! He's old enough to-"



"Be my grandfather? You don't think I know that already?" She raised a fist but lowered it slowly, looking to the side. "I can't believe you. I thought you would help me after I lost it all and you did but you are not my mother." She turned on her heel, sobs wrecking her body and ran from the building. Tsunade held up a hand as if to stop her but she knew she was too late. Growling, She lowered her head.



"Get out."



"It's not my fault."



"You've tainted her you monster." Jiraya made a small sound and she looked up enough to see his face crumbling in pain.



"I'm sorry you see it that way." He jumped on the windowsill and was gone. dropping to one knee, the blond picked up the ruined package and opened it. It looked like a sake bottle had broken. Turning the pieces over she found a label. It was very expensive sake. There was a card with it, soaking wet.

For always being there when I needed you. Happy anniversary sensei. Tsunade frowned and thought about what day it was. When she remembered her face twisted in anger and she picked up the remnants of the bottle and package walking back into her office and slamming the door closed. What was happening to everyone around her? Was it some sort of sickness or something?





The walk back to the apartment was hell because Gaara was loopy and half awake. He'd tied the gourd to his own back but it itched even through the shirt. He didn't know how the red head did it. Well, he remembered something about Gaara having sand shielding his body that looked just like his skin so maybe? Had to be. Shaking his head, Naruto walked into the apartment, not worrying about his shoes as of yet and brought Gaara to the bedroom where he carefully laid the red head down and covered him.



"No...hneh...." Gaara started to fight him but he just told the red head to go to sleep. "Okay..." Setting the gourd side, Naruto watched Gaara sleep for a moment then left, closing the door silently and headed over to his couch. What had he done? Tsunade could have killed him and he just kept going! What was happening to him? He'd completely blown his cover! She would never see him as the loud mouthed and happy shinobi he played at again. burying his face in his hands, Naruto felt like crying but he couldn't. For some reason, when he needed to cry he couldn't but when he didn't need to, the tears always came. It was like a curse or something.



Frowning, Naruto laid back on his holey couch, avoiding the uncomfortable holes and closed his eyes. Honestly, what was he doing? Why did he fell the need to confront her like that? He could have swore it was Gaara doing it even unintentionally. His being here had changed so much and if he didn't owe the red head he would have told Tsunade he didn't want the mission.



Kicking off his shoes and not caring that they weren't at the door, Naruto covered his eyes with an arm and just lost himself in his thoughts. Why was he risking everyone he cared for simply because he couldn't keep himself under control? Why wasn't he just Naruto, Konoha's number one, unpredictable ninja? His frown deepening, Naruto rubbed his stomach in a familiar pattern. The Naruto swirl. Everything was crumbling apart now that Gaara was here. It wasn't his fault...but it sure felt that way.



Actually, everything had started going downhill since he'd found out Gaara had read his journal. His carefully erected facade fell then, in those moments. He had been fine with only one living person knowing who he really was and now it seemed that everyone was finding out one way or another. He wasn't sure Tsunade would keep her mouth shut but he knew Gaara, Iruka, Sakura and even -as much as he hated to admit it- Kakashi, would keep their mouths closed.



Why had he left that damnable orange book laying around in the first place? Everything would have been going great had he not left it out. He was sure Gaara would stay out of the room that night but he'd gone and put Naruto on the futon. Damn that orange book. He knew he shouldn't have started keeping it but before the Third had died, he told Naruto to started writing down what he didn't want to tell other people. It was great at releaving every day stress and he could write down his problems then work them out while he read over them again and again.



An hour passed while Naruto laid there, on his holey couch, and thought about what was happening to him. Maybe Iruka and Kakashi were right. He finally had someone who was just the same as he was. He could finally be himself around that person, one of his friends. Someone else knew his secret and didn't care that he was different from the person he portrayed. Grinning to himself, Naruto sat up, stepping into his shoes and left the apartment. There was one other person he could talk to and he could ween information he needed out of said person.



"Who the hell-" The door in front of him opened and he just smiled, that big, dopey smile that he was famous for.



"Oh, Hana-san! Is Kiba home?"



"Yea." She turned and let out a growl, the barking dogs retreating from her. "KIBA! YOU GOT COMPANY!" She moved away from the door, telling Naruto to come inside. The blond looked around the Inuzuka residence and smiled. It was jam packed with dogs of all kinds. Big and small. They were crowding around him, rubbing against his legs, sniffing him.



"Hey guys!" He bent down and started petting them. He'd always enjoyed coming over here even if no one was home. Somehow, he felt more comfortable around the dogs than he did people. Odd.



"YO! Naruto! What are you doing here so late?" Kiba leaned against a wall, hand on his hip. He was shirtless but stood in black pants, Akamaru behind him. His hair was freshly cut so that meant he'd had Hana do it recently.



"I need to talk to you actually." Naruto laughed, a genuine laugh as he was pushed to his back by a rush of smaller dogs.



"Okay guys, that's enough! Let the guy breath!" The dogs moved away from Naruto and the blond stood. Both teens went into the back of the house then out the door, followed by a trail of tail wagging dogs. "They are such puppies!" Kiba said as he hopped up to the roof. Naruto joined him and sat down, staring at the dogs.



"Well they sure don't look like it."



"At heart Naruto, puppies at heart."



"Oh." Laying back, hands behind his head, Naruto looked at the stars.



"Why are you here?"



"I have some questions for you."



"What about?"



"Your relationship with Kankuro." It was no big secret that Kankuro and Kiba were together but, the big secret behind why they were together was only known by four people. Inuzuka Hana, Kankuro, Kiba and himself. Of course, no one knew that he knew about it so he just kept his mouth shut.



"What about it?" Kiba looked at his friend, slightly worried at what he was going to want to talk about.



"How do you do it?"



"Do what?"



"The whole relationship? He's a guy...you're a guy...I mean, I thought only guys and girls could be together not-"



"WHOA there. Pause. Stop. Shut up." Kiba was waving his hands in the air. "If you want an explanation of how the sex works that's my business not yours man."



"No, I just want to know how the relationship works. I mean, you live here and he lives there..." Naruto trailed off, pretending he didn't know what he was asking. Of course, Kiba really was clueless when it came to reading people unless it was his family or his boyfriend, so Naruto was safe just asking what would amount to his 'stupid' questions and Kiba would be none the wiser.



"Oh. I gotchya." Kiba sighed and laid back as well, one hand going behind his head and the other laying across his stomach. "Well, it's hard being in two different countries as you can guess but we manage. I try to take as much time as I can during my recreational periods to go and see him but with his being appointed Kazekage it's getting even more difficult to spend time with him. No, it's not easy being gay although a lot more people now-a-days are more accepting of it. We still get dirty looks, rude things said at us or behind our backs but it works."



"How does it work?" Kiba blushed.



"That's getting a little too close to the sex talk for my comfort."



"Fine then."



"I guess what I can say to avoid the whole subject is this: He has what I need and I have what he needs. It's a win-win relationship. Does that make sense?"



"More than you know." Naruto smiled to himself and sat up, stretching. "Thanks for the help Kiba-san!"



"Anytime Naruto!" The blond waved and jumped into a tree closest to the house. With a spring in his step, Naruto headed back to his apartment. He has what I need and I have what he needs. The words played over and over in his mind. Maybe that was the key to Gaara?



Landing on his bedroom windowsill, Naruto opened the window and dropped inside. He slipped off his shoes, jacket and his over shirt. He walked slowly over to the futon where Gaara lay on his side, legs drawn up to his stomach and his hands near his face. He looked cute...if the word could ever be applied to anything about Gaara. Slowly, gently, Naruto crawled down on the futon and turned to his side so he was staring into Gaara's sleeping face. Bringing up a hand, Naruto pushed a lock of hair from the red heads face. "You're ruining everything I've made for myself and you don't even know it." Smiling, Naruto let out a small breath and moved his hand to stroke down Gaara's arm and back up, to run the tips of his fingers along the other teens jaw line.



Green eyes fluttered open and Naruto stared into them. "Naruto?"



"Hm?"



"Am I dreaming again?"



"Do you want to be?" Naruto leaned a little closer, his hand moving to the small of Gaara's back, rubbing in small circles.



"I- I don't know." Smiling softly, Naruto closed the distance between them and sealed their lips together. The kiss was simple, just a soft touch of lips. Blue eyes stared into green but only for a moment. Gaara's eyes closed and he deepened the kiss. Naruto moaned and pulled their bodies closer together, savoring the exotic taste that was Gaara.



Yes, Naruto knew how to kiss but he'd never admit it if anyone asked and Yes, he knew the mechanics of sex and enough about it to know what he was doing...with a girl. If in so much time with a perverted pron writer didn't give anyone any knowledge then they really were idiots. Drawing away from the kiss a little, Naruto licked along Gaara's lower lip and smiled when he felt a small shiver run down the red head's spine.



The blond shifted and turned to that Gaara was on the bottom and he was sitting on his knees in between the red head's legs. Gently, Naruto brought his hand down Gaara's chest and stopped at the edge of his shirt. Looking up from the seam of the black shirt, Naruto searched Gaara's eyes, his face.



"Do you want to go further?" His voice was low, husky and made Gaara make a soft sound, like a gasp.



"I don't know...." And he didn't. Subaku no Gaara didn't know what he wanted. It felt good but he knew he should stop. He moved to start pushing Naruto away but, his body wasn't listening. Instead of pushing him away, his hands gripped a fist full of the white shirt the blond was wearing and pulled their faces close together. "More." A soft command that Naruto was only happy to carry out.



Pulling the black shirt over Gaara's head, Naruto tossed it aside and bent his head to nibble along the neck in front of him, then place gentle kisses across the pronounced collar bone and down to catch a nipple between his lips. Gaara let out another of that soft sound that was almost a gasp and his hands moved from Naruto's shirt to his head. The blond noticed what Gaara had been hiding the last few days under clothes. His bones were showing a little more, like his muscles were falling away and revealing what was underneath. He ate enough food so Naruto knew it wasn't an eating disease like he saw at the hospital occasionally but maybe it was the sickness in his body? Shaking the thoughts from his mind, Naruto replaced lips with teeth and bit down on the soft nub in his mouth.



"AH!" Gaara's back arched and his breath started coming faster. Naruto's hands trained down the chest bared to him, down Gaara's stomach to run just under the waistband of his pants. Moving his head from Gaara's nipple, Naruto focused on finding a way to get Gaara's pants off. He growled at them looking for a button or zipper. "Th-they slide off." Naruto quirked a brow at Gaara but took him at his word and sure enough, the pants slid off and away from his body. Naruto was left staring at a pair of very green boxers. Who would wear something that color? Well, he supposed if he wore his signature orange, Gaara was entitled to an almost iridescent, forest, green.



Hands ran down pale legs and Naruto noticed that there wasn't any hair. Did he shave? No, he hadn't found a razor in the bathroom other than his own and there wasn't any other color hair then blond so...he must be hairless, well, other than the hair on his head. Smiling to himself, Naruto pulled off the gaudy green boxers and stared. Yup, hairless.



Naruto's gaze was hungry, hot. He stared at Gaara's body and watched as a pink flush started to move up the pale frame to sit contently in the red head's cheeks and neck. One of his hands moved to touch the tip of Gaara's cock. It was alive and glistening. he hadn't done anything except kiss and tease the red head's nipple so why? Pushing the thought away, Naruto bent his head and licked across the tip.



"Ah! W-wait!" Naruto looked up to see Gaara's face, almost as red as his hair, and his eyes wide. "That's...dirty..." Naruto's eyes widened. Dirty? Who told him that?



"Gaara, it's not dirty." To prove his point, He took the tip of Gaara into his mouth and sucked gently. He'd had to proof read Jiraya's latest novel so he picked up a few things. Apparently, this was supposed to feel delicious. Naruto sure as hell thought it tasted that way. Gaara was sweet, like the icing from a cake or a strawberry. Taking as much of the red head as he could into his mouth, Naruto rolled his eyes up to watch Gaara's face. He looked shocked but it was replaced by a look of pleasure.



Gaara's body was shaking, his hands not knowing what to do. He felt the need to hold something to he grabbed the closest thing to his hands, Naruto's hair. It felt so good. His body was wrecked with pleasure. He couldn't say anything and when he tried, he moaned and panted. What Naruto was doing was dirty but, he couldn't seem to stop him. It felt so good he didn't care.



Hands fisting in Naruto's blond locks, Gaara pulled the other teen up and brought their lips crashing together. Naruto tasted funny. Sweet almost. Gaara's hands moved from Naruto's hair to his shirt and when he couldn't get it off quick enough, he tore it and tossed the pieces away. Naruto chuckled and pinned his hands to his sides. "Before I lose anymore clothing, let me take it off." He stood and slowly trailed his hands from his chest to the waistband of his pants and snapped the button open then slid the zipper down. Gaara's eyes watched intently, his mouth slightly parted.



Naruto went with deliberate slowness, easing his pants down his hips and then off his body. He was standing in a pair of boxers covered in frogs. Gaara let a rare smile ghost his lips as he saw them but Naruto took them off and Gaara was left staring, mouth agape. Was that even possible?! Naruto stood hard and proud. His erection was long and wide, standing straight up. Green eyes flowing from Naruto's overly huge -in his opinion- erection to the blonds legs and back up, Gaara noticed something. He hid his body. It was muscular but not overly so. His legs were strong and he could see the outlines of bigger muscles while Naruto's stomach was toned and flat.



Just the sight made Gaara make another small sound. Naruto smiled, pulling off his hetai-ait and setting it aside. His blond locks fell over his face and Gaara was left with a sight he couldn't describe. Naruto crawled back down and over Gaara's body and the red head caught sight of a very nice ass. He must have worked out a lot to get a body like that. No, he trained. Every day.



Naruto came down to push their lips together again and Gaara sighed. His arms wrapped around Naruto's shoulders, his body rising up to grind against the blonds. He didn't know what he was doing but it felt good. Natural. Naruto reached out and pulled something out from under the mattress. It was a small bottle. Snapping open the cap, he poured some clear liquid into his hand, closed the bottle and tossed it aside. He had to sit up to rub the liquid across both of their aching erections. When he thought they were coated enough, Naruto took Gaara's weeping cock in his hand and them pushed his own erection against Gaara's. The red head cried out, his hips thrusting up and Naruto shuttered. Leaning back down and bracing himself on one arm, Naruto stroked their cocks together.



Gaara's breath was coming faster, harder. His eyes were closed and his hands were grabbing at the pillow behind his head. His hips were thrusting up to meet Naruto's stroking and he thought he was going to lose it. That was, until Naruto stopped. Gaara wanted to cry out, holler at Naruto but his hand slid in between Gaara's legs to rub against the red head's opening.



Leaning in so he could whisper against Gaara's ear, Naruto let a smile across his lips. "I want to be here." He stroked his finger again over Gaara's opening. The red head started to protest but Naruto silenced him with a kiss and ground his cock against Gaara's. The red head quivered. That was the only way to describe it. He quivered. Never leaving the kiss, Naruto started to push one lubed finger into Gaara. When he encountered resistance, he paused.



"Relax Gaara or it will hurt more than I want it too." He applied the same reason to Gaara that he would have a girl. Some needed to be stretched, coaxed just right to take a man's cock and, going by principals, Naruto was sure this was about the same. Gaara looked indifferent but nodded and started to relax his body. When Naruto was sure Gaara was relaxed enough, he pushed his finger farther in. Gaara groaned and put his forehead against Naruto's chest. "Does it hurt?"



"Yes....and no." Nodding to himself, Naruto pulled his finger out and pushed it back in. He worked Gaara's opening until he was sure he could push in another finger. He encountered resistance and paused, telling Gaara to relax. The red head did as best as he could and soon enough, it was feeling good. Too good. Gaara's hips moved and he started meeting Naruto's thrusting fingers. The blond added one more finger just to be sure Gaara was stretched enough and looked for his bottle of lube. He located it and stretched, grabbing it from the floor and put some more on his cock. he was throbbing, needing release badly. He was sure Gaara felt the same but he didn't want to hurt the red head so he had to take it slow.



When Naruto moved to position himself, Gaara let out a noise. Looking up, Naruto realized that Gaara looked rather...scared. Leaning up, Naruto kissed his lips. "Trust me." Gaara just swallowed and nodded. Why was he doing this? Why wasn't he resisting? Why was he letting Naruto do this to him? Making him crazy with need? Gaara winced when he felt the head of Naruto's cock start to push inside of him but he said nothing and made no noise of discomfort. He was going to try and trust Naruto, for as much as it was worth.



The blond was breathing hard and heavy and he only had half of himself sheathed inside of Gaara. He had to stop a few times when he got resistance but when he felt Gaara relax, he continued. Not being able to take anymore, Naruto leaned down and kissed Gaara, hard and then buried the rest of his cock inside of Gaara. The red head's eyes went wide and his hands were pushing against Naruto's chest, but Naruto just stayed there, inside and waited. He had to let himself calm down. When Gaara stopped struggling, Naruto softened the kiss and bent his head to catch a nipple in his mouth. Gaara hissed, his back rising off the bed. Naruto could feel Gaara's inner muscles clenching around him and he groaned.



"Gods you feel so good..."



"You don't." Gaara was staring at him and Naruto frowned. Well, he'd have to change that. Grabbing Gaara's cock in one hand, Naruto braced himself with the other and pulled out. He pushed in hard and quick while stroking down in the same moment. Gaara's eyes glazed over. His mouth opened, closed, opened and he finally let out a sound. It was a small cry, his hips thrusting down against Naruto. he didn't know what he wanted but he did know Naruto needed to move. "Move...gods...move Naruto!" Nodding, Naruto let go of Gaara's erection, placing one of the red head's hands there instead, pulled Gaara's legs over his shoulders and braced himself against both arms. With a strangled groan, Naruto pulled out and pushed in once again. Gaara's hips again thrust down against his cock as best as he could.



Smiling, Naruto pulled out and set a gentle but hard pace. Gaara was to busy trying to hold onto something that he stopped stroking himself. When Gaara screamed out, Naruto froze, his body stopping all movement. Gaara was panting hard, his hands gripping Naruto's shoulders in a vice grip. "Did I hurt you?"



"Do that again."



"What?"



"Whatever you just did. Do it again." Naruto pulled out and thrust in with a hard, quick stroke and Gaara screamed again. His finger nails were digging into Naruto's shoulders and his breath seemed to be coming faster, harder. Gaara looked at him, green eyes swimming. "It feels good. Do it again." Naruto did and Gaara had to bring and hand to his mouth to keep from screaming out again. Naruto smiled, seeming to remember where he was hitting and turned himself. He pulled one of Gaara's legs off his shoulder, turned the red head on his side, straddled the one pale leg and angled himself. When he was sure he was in position, he thrust in with one hard stroke. Gaara stopped breathing. His whole body was shaking.



Naruto pulled out and thrust in again and this time, Gaara pushed back. He was breathing again, his body pushing against Naruto who wasn't moving. Taking the invitation, Naruto set a harder, faster and rougher pace, sweat starting to bead and fall down his body. Gaara was crying out, not able to stop himself. His body was moving of it's own accord, pushing to meet Naruto's thrusts. His eyes were closed, his hands gripping the sheet underneath him. He heard it tear but couldn't stop himself from fisting more of the sheet in his hands.



The pace got faster and Gaara could feel himself building. With one of his hands, He reached down and stroked himself. It felt too good. Naruto's eyes were closed, his brow creased in concentration. He was trying to to come so early. He wanted Gaara to go first but gods, Gaara felt so amazing. His breathing was hitching and he snapped his eyes open, looking down to Gaara. Those green eyes were closed, a pale hand stroking his cock. "Look at me Gaara." The red head opened his eyes and their gazes locked. IN an instant, Gaara's face changed, his body rising and he screamed out at the top of his lungs, "NARUTO!" The blond watched the pleasure transform his face and it was beautiful.



Gaara's inner muscles clenched tight and Naruto growled out something before he to was crying out, thrusting one, two, three more times and whispering Gaara's name. He collapsed to his side, slipping out of Gaara. Naruto pulled the red head into his arms, pressing their mouths together in a crushing kiss. Gaara moved slightly and pressed his chest against Naruto's. The blond wrapped his arms around Gaara and held him close. They were both out of breath, breathing heavy and both of them had a smile on their faces. Gaara was the one to close his eyes first, his body relaxing utterly in Naruto's arms and he drifted off.



The blond was left staring at a face that was pale and was just as soft as it looked. There were slight lines in the corners or Gaara's eyes and a small line by the corner of his mouth. He was beautiful. Naruto wanted to get up and clean them both off but his body was protesting any movement. Smiling once again, the blond closed his eyes and followed Gaara into a deep slumber.





"Welcome to the tenth Gossipers meeting everyone!" Tsunade set the sake bottle down and leaned over the table. "First off, some announcements." She sat and Shizune stood, holding a note book and started reading things off her list. When she was finished, she sat down and Gemna was the first one to raise his hand.



He'd successfully gathered intel on one of Konoha's shinobi and was sharing the information when Jiraya walked to the table and sat down. He looked ragged. He ordered up some strong sake and glared across the table at Tsunade. She didn't say a word but glared right back. The tension in the room spiked.Genma finished and Azuma started up. The conversations continued until Kakashi raised his hand.



"Yes Kakashi?" the gray haired shinobi didn't look happy. He was about to lose a lot of money. A lot. He usually never bet unless it was a sure thing but this time...this time he had been utterly wrong. he tossed a package on the table and everyone started tearing at it. When they found the Polaroids, everyone stopped and gasped.



"How did you get these?" Iruka picked one up and looked from it to Kakashi who shrugged. He was a former ANBU. He was good at what he did. Kakashi pulled out money and stuck it on the table along with everyone else. There were grumbles, some smiles and some evil laughter.



Tsunade's face paled as the pile was pushed to her. She looked from it to Shizune and then to Jiraya who also had pale faces. While everyone else was grumbling, they said nothing.



She'd won the bet.