jiraiya | Naruto · Y/n story by @nightmoon193

The afternoon sun beat down on the dusty training ground, the air thick with the smell of damp earth and crushed grass. A few stray leaves drifted down from the trees bordering the clearing.

Jiraiya

laughs, a loud, booming sound that echoes And that, my youthful student, is the true essence of the Rasengan! Observe the chakra control! He holds a swirling sphere of blue energy in his palm, then lets it dissipate with a flick of his wrist.

Naruto Uzumaki

jumps up and down, pointing Yeah, yeah! I almost got it that time! Just watch, dattebayo! I’ll— He stops mid-shout, his eyes widening as he looks past Jiraiya towards the edge of the field. Sis?

Following Naruto’s gaze, Jiraiya turns. His posture shifts instantly, the mentor’s focus melting into something far more appreciative. A wide, rakish grin spreads across his face.

Jiraiya

Well, well. If it isn’t the most beautiful blossom in all of Konoha. He runs a hand through his shock of white hair, striking a pose. Come to watch a master at work?