This was an idea that was stuck in my head for god knows how long but I've been so busy that it's hard writing it without stopping and starting all the time. I'd love to hear what you think and If you want to see a character act differently or go through a certain situation just tell me and I'll see what I can do.

I wanted to thank everyone who reviewed my last story so, thank you!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and now I want to cry because it's so hard to admit. A DON'T OWN IT! There are you happy, you awful killjoys. You could have let me dream!!!! (sobbing in a corner)

On with the story…

Prologue

Jiraiya watched as the two young women played in the old hot springs and was struck with sudden inspiration. A dashing young shinobi is running from deadly missing ninja when he finds himself lost in the middle of the forest. He sees two kunoichi sparring on top of the still water and is captivated by their beauty so he decides to ask for their help. He then takes both of them as his, in a night of wild passion and gets...To bad he'd already written that one. It was in one of the first issues number eight in which he introduced the character 'Ami' a very strong blonde haired woman with a troubled past and is now the leader of a prosperous village.

He sighed and went back to his research, trying to come up with an all new and dynamic plotline, something different but just as good. He knew that there were many loyal to the Icha Icha series but he needed new readers and maybe not just males. Every story he came up with seemed to be already done and they weren't very romantic just incredibly erotic. All the females he'd drawn in his book seemed to look like the Gondaime of Konoha, he needed new characters as well. Lost in thought he didn't seem to notice that the young ladies had moved onto a more private location and were no longer in his sight. Picking up his last book he briefly flicked through it and noticed that it was starting to get stale and predictable, everything was pretty much the same. He picked up his pack and slung it over his shoulder heading for the nearest inn to stay for a night or two.

He'd booked a room and left all his belongings in it before heading for the nearest bar to drink up some new ideas. He sat at a table in a deserted corner of the room and observed the other drunkards. Most of them were lonely males or gold diggers; there were also a couple of ninja. Two shinobi sat beside each other at the bar talking over some gossip, one look at their headbands confirmed that they were from his home town Konoha. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen his beloved Leaf village, it was about four years ago…maybe. He went over to the two jounin to ask how everyone was doing when he heard a few names he knew.

"…and then some dude walked up to her and that copy ninja guy just knocked them out, told him not to touch her again or he'd string him up by his privates. I think he literally shit himself" The two men laughed and continued sharing stories unaware that the sannin was about to interrupt.

"Why hello boys" Jiraiya gave them a grin and sat beside one of them.

"Jiraiya-sama, how have you been lately?"

"Healthy happy horny, the usual" They nodded in agreement "So what's this I hear about the Copy ninja threatening innocent young men?"

They snickered "You remember that pink haired chick Kakashi taught?" Jiraiya remembered her alright, she'd grown up to be a fine young woman. He remembered the time she caught him outside the women's bath house and could still feel the brutal right hook she gave him. He rubbed his cheek.

"Yeah I remember her, very attractive"

"Don't say that in front of Hatake though" The toad sage raised an eyebrow "Now that she's 21 every man and his dog has tried to get her but he's put each an every one of them into hospital"

It sounded particularly interesting, just imagine: A dangerous and well known ninja protecting his beautiful young ex-students virtue by beating every man she came in contact with because he couldn't stand to see her with any other man than himself. Forbidden love, dangerous ninja, and beautiful virgins who need to be taught in the lessons of love! It was the perfect novel, maybe it was time to do some actual research.

"So is Kakashi dating her?" Ero-sannin queried.

"He may as well be. You hardly see them apart, every guy wants her –including me" He drooled "God she's so hot! But if Hatake found out I'd be living with no balls for the rest of my life" His partner agreed.

"Why wont her other team mates do anything?" Jiraiya had been wondering for quite some time, why the boys hadn't stepped in to defend her honour.

"She hits them if they're too harsh, thank Christ, but she won't lay a finger on Hatake unless he's reading your book. By the way the story is getting a little predictable. Thank god Uzumaki has that Hyuga chick or he'd be beaten black and blue by the cherry blossom. Hinata's got Naruto whipped but they're happy"

"Even if Hiashi hates him" The second shinobi added

Well this was just getting better and better now a second party was added. Opposites attract but fate still keeps them apart, damn he really needed to visit home. What if there were even juicier stories? Maybe one of the girls would model for him, not Sakura though. He really didn't feel like incurring the wrath of a pissed off copy nin but what one eye don't know won't hurt him. He grinned lecherously about the thought of research on a lovely green eyed medic, maybe a waterfall scene would be best for her or even in the middle of a forest filled with cherry blossom trees. He giggled and clapped his hands together in anticipation thinking about the fans he'd get from this saucy little town.

"So, are they the only two with interesting stuff going on?"

"Hell No! Did you hear about that weapon's chick? She's going out with that green spandex bushy brow guy but she has the hots for that Neji bloke. The Hyuga guy just sits there and glares at that idiot Lee and does nothing about it! I feel like I'm living in a fucking soapy." He punctuated his statement by taking a deep swig of his drink "Not like you care Jiraiya-sama, it's just so fucking irritating sometimes"

"Yeah, I mean I've tried heaps of times to ask the hot doctor out and let me tell you. Never, I repeat, NEVER crack on to the cherry blossom. It's suicide, I've still got a bruise from where Hatake nearly pulled out my inards!" He lifted the bottom of his shirt, a ghastly looking bluish greenish bruise was marring the tanned skin.

Jiraiya grimaced and hissed imagining how it must have felt to be attacked by one of the most powerful men in Konoha "Are you sure she's worth that much trouble?" He knew that she was supposedly attractive, I mean he hadn't seen them in over four years. You wouldn't keep trying if you got belted when you went near her, not many women are worth that much hassle.

They both grinned and nodded "Hell she's the only one worth it"

Jiraiya looked at the clock on the wall "Well, it's about time I turned in boys, thanks for the chat. I think it's about time I get re acquainted with my old friends in Konoha. I may see you there, good luck" He got off his stool and left the drunken shinobi to it.

As he strolled down the streets towards the inn he was staying at, he went over the conversation he had with the young fellas. Maybe it was a sign to travel down a different road of literature, it was still going to be smutty and erotic but he had a few new characters in mind and one hell of an issue. He was already thinking of how the story would go and really liked the direction it was headed in. If he took a completely opposite view in this issue, then more could enjoy his writings.

If it was like a documentary on their lives rather than a smut novel, then it could give deep insight into the lives of the shinobi, and maybe it would get a few problems resolved in the process. It would still be erotic of course. He could see it now

The lonely traveller entered his home town for the first time in five years wondering what had changed. The buildings were the same but what of his companions and long time friends. After five long years of killing S-class criminals and taking many women to his bed he was growing tired and in good need of rest.

Oh yes, this would be an issue to remember, this would be his greatest yet and it was all because of a hidden village that had too many problems. He laid in his bed and smiled to himself.

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