Chapter 53: His name is Jiraiya

Chapter 53: His name is Jiraiya

The morning sun streams through the crack in the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. Malik lies there, spent and satisfied, his gaze fixed on his (one day)wife, Shisui. She is lying on her back, her chest rapidly rising and falling as she catches her breath. Her ample breasts, each easily the size of a melon, are tipped with dark brown nipples that are stiff from arousal.

But what really draws Malik's eye is the hairy mound between her legs. It is thick and wild, a true bush that has been left to grow naturally. The sight of it is almost primitive, and it is clear that Shisui takes pride in her natural beauty.

As Malik watches, she begins to stir, her hand absentmindedly straying down to her sex. She starts to rub her clit, her fingers disappearing into the thicket of hair. Shisui's eyes flutter open, and she catches Malik staring at her. A sly smile spreads across her face as she realizes what has just happened. "Like what you see?" she asks, her voice husky with sleep and desire.

Malik nods, unable to take his eyes off of her. Shisui's fingers continue to work their magic, and he can see her growing more and more aroused by the second. He reaches out to touch her, his hand brushing against the soft curls of her bush.

Shisui gasps at his touch, her hips bucking up to meet his hand. She is slick with arousal, and Malik can feel her heat through the thin barrier of her panties. He slides them aside, revealing her swollen lips and hard clit.

He starts to stroke her, his fingers moving in slow circles around her clit. Shisui's breath hitches as Malik's fingers find her most sensitive spot. She throws her head back, her long black hair splaying out across the pillow. Her breasts rise and fall with each shallow breath, the nipples hardening even further under Malik's gaze.

With his free hand, Malik reaches up to cup one of her massive breasts, feeling its weight in his palm. He rolls the nipple between his fingers, eliciting a moan from Shisui. She begs for more, her voice husky and dripping with desire.

Malik increases the pace of his fingers, rubbing Shisui's clit with more urgency. She responds in kind, her hips bucking wildly as she nears her peak. With a final gasp, she comes undone, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. The sight of Shisui's orgasm is a beautiful thing. Her body trembles and shakes, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Her eyes are squeezed shut, her lips parted in a silent cry of pleasure.

As she comes down from her high, Malik slows his fingers, gently stroking her clit as aftershocks ripple through her body. He leans down to press a soft kiss to her lips, tasting the salt of her sweat and the sweetness of her release.

Shisui wraps her arms around him, pulling him close. She presses her breasts against his chest, their nipples brushing together. "I love you," she murmurs, her voice still husky with desire.

Malik smiles, his heart swelling with love for his (one day)wife. "I love you too," he replies, his fingers still gently stroking her. The two of you lay there, The morning sun has now fully risen, casting a warm light over the room and highlighting the sweat on their bodies. Shisui's chest continues to rise and fall as she catches her breath, her breasts still heaving with each shallow breath. Malik can't help but admire her beauty, the way her wild hair spreads out across the pillow, the curve of her hips, and the soft curves of her belly, wait never mind she has abs.

"That's hot," Malik says to the air.

Malik leans down to press another kiss to her lips this time the one on her face, tasting the Shisui responds eagerly, her tongue meeting hiss in a passionate dance. Malik can feel her desire building again, her body responding to his touch.

He moves his hand back down to her sex, his fingers once again finding her swollen lips and hard clit.

But before they can continue they hear a knock at their door. The knock at the door startles both of them, and Malik quickly pulls the covers up over her naked body, "I'm the only one who gets to see your beautiful self."

Shisui looks at him with her deep black loving eyes, her chest still heaving with arousal. "One day I'll say the same to you because you should only be mine," She says holding his face, "Who could that be?" she whispers.

Malik shrugs, his heart racing as he tries to figure out who it could be. He had not been expecting any visitors this early in the morning. "I don't know, I mean I could know, this is my magic house," he replies, his voice husky with desire. "But we should probably answer it before they wake the whole household."

Shisui nods, reluctantly pulling herself away from him. She slips out of bed, grabbing a robe to cover herself up. Malik doesn't bother in doing the same, if they wanted him so early then they got to see an eye full of his fat black ass.

"Come in," Malik says.

The door opens, and Malik sees that its Mitsukihime, his Head Butler.

 Mitsukihime enters the room, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of Malik's bare self. She gives him a solid look for 10 seconds then she quickly averts her gaze, focusing instead on the task at hand. "I apologize for the early intrusion, but there is an urgent matter that requires your attention," she says, her voice professional and composed.

Malik nods, his mind still hazy with desire. "What is it?" he asks, trying to focus on the conversation.

"You have a guest, will Tsunade has a guest and he won't leave, his name is Jiraiya," Mitsukihime explains.

Malik sighs, running a hand through his hair. He had hoped to spend the morning with Shisui, but it seemed that duty was calling. "Alright, I'll get dressed and head down there," he says, climbing out of bed.

Malik feels Shisui pull him, "Let's not let that ruin the mood," She says kissing the side of his face, "Let's start over," She then picks him up and places him on the bed, "Play along with me."

. . .

The morning sunlight filters through the bedroom window, casting a warm glow over the room. Malik lies in bed, his eyes still closed in sleep, next to his wife Shisui. Her body is sprawled out across the bed, her large, round breasts rising and falling with each breath she takes. The sheets are tangled around her legs, revealing her hairy mound between her thighs.

Malik's hand reaches out, slowly tracing a path up Shisui's thigh until it reaches her pubic mound. He begins to gently stroke her, feeling the soft hairs beneath his fingers. Shisui stirs, her eyes fluttering open as she becomes aware of Malik's touch.

"Mmm, good morning," she murmurs, her voice thick with sleep. She rolls onto her back, spreading her legs wide to give Malik better access to her pussy. Malik takes advantage of the invitation, his fingers delving between Shisui's folds to find her wet and ready for him. He begins to rub her clit in slow circles, causing Shisui to moan softly and arch her back.

"Yes, just like that," she breathes, her hands reaching down to grip the sheets as Malik continues to work her clit. She can feel her orgasm building deep within her, her muscles tensing and releasing as Malik brings her closer and closer to the edge.

Suddenly, with a cry, Shisui reaches her peak, her body shuddering and convulsing as the waves of pleasure wash over her. Malik continues to stroke her through the aftershocks, savoring the feeling of her pulsing pussy beneath his fingers.

As Shisui comes down from her high, she looks at Malik with a lazy, satisfied smile. "You always know how to make a girl feel good," she says, her voice still husky with desire. She reaches down to stroke Malik's cock, which is already rock hard and leaking pre-cum.

"Your turn," she says with a wink, and positions herself on top of him, ready to take him deep inside her. Malik can feel the heat of her pussy enveloping his cock as she sinks down onto him, inch by inch.

He lets out a low groan as she begins to ride him, her hips moving in a steady rhythm as she grinds against him. Malik's hands move to cup Shisui's breasts, his thumbs flicking over her hard nipples as she continues to fuck him. The feeling of Shisui's tight pussy around his cock is almost too much for Malik to bear. He can feel his orgasm building deep within him, his balls tightening as he gets closer and closer to the edge. He thrusts his hips up to meet Shisui's movements, driving himself deeper into her.

Shisui's breasts bounce with each thrust, her hard nipples brushing against Malik's chest. She reaches up to grip the headboard, her knuckles turning white with the effort of keeping herself upright as she continues to ride Malik.

The room is filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and the slap of skin on skin. Malik can feel Shisui's pussy starting to tighten around his cock as she gets closer to her own orgasm. He reaches down to stroke her clit, knowing that it will send her over the edge. With a loud cry, Shisui reaches her peak once again, her body trembling as the waves of pleasure wash over her. Malik can feel her pussy clenching around his cock, pushing him over the edge as well. He lets out a low groan as he fills her with his seed, his hips still thrusting as he empties himself inside her.

As they both come down from their high, Shisui collapses onto Malik's chest, her breathing heavy and ragged. Malik wraps his arms around her, holding her close as they both bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"That was amazing," Shisui murmurs, her lips brushing against Malik's neck.

"It certainly was," Malik replies, his hands still gently stroking Shisui's back.

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In the quiet tranquility of the early morning, Malik stirs from his slumber in the room he shares with Shisui. With a stretch and a yawn, Malik swings his legs over the side of the bed, ready to start the day. "Ok, but for real let's do that thing, now."

As he makes his way downstairs, the sound of hushed voices reaches his ears. A sense of anticipation fills him as he realizes that their new guest, Jiraiya, has arrived. The legendary Sannin and old friend is a welcome presence, bringing with him tales of adventure and a hearty laugh that never fails to lighten the mood.

Already there is Tsunade, another member of the legendary Sannin and a force to be reckoned with. Her emotions are a whirlwind - annoyance, and anger, but also a hint of happiness at seeing her old friend. Her complex feelings towards Jiraiya are a testament to their shared history and the deep bond they share.

Just as Malik is about to descend the last few steps, a figure appears beside him. It's Haku, who seems to have materialized out of nowhere. His calm presence is a comforting sight, and together, they continue their journey downstairs.

As they enter the room, Jiraiya looks up, his eyes lighting up at the sight of Malik. "Malik!" he exclaims, his voice booming in the quiet room. But then his gaze lands on Haku, and his eyes widen slightly in surprise. He takes in Haku's delicate features and graceful demeanor, and a mischievous grin spreads across his face. "And who is this lovely young lady?" he asks, clearly mistaking Haku for a girl.

The room fills with a momentary silence.

Haku spots an opportunity for a bit of mischief. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he gracefully moves towards Malik. Before anyone can react, he reaches out, gently grabbing Malik's arm, and plants a soft kiss on his cheek. "I'm his wife," Haku declares, his voice steady and his expression playfully serious.

The room falls into a deep stunned silence, all eyes turning to Haku and Malik. Jiraiya, in particular, looks utterly surprised. His eyes widen, and he turns to Tsunade, seeking confirmation. "Is this true?" he asks, his voice filled with disbelief and a hint of jealousy.

Tsunade, who has never seen Haku before and has no idea who he is, shrugs nonchalantly. "Probably," she replies, her voice laced with amusement. "Malik does have a few wives running around."

Jiraiya's jaw drops at her casual revelation. He turns back to Malik, his eyes wide with surprise. "You have a harem!" he exclaims, his voice echoing in the room.

Malik, however, shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips. "Harem is a strong word," he says, his voice calm despite the chaos around him. "And I'm not married to anyone yet."

With Haku still on his arm, Malik gracefully descends the remaining stairs. His presence fills the room, drawing the attention of everyone present. He approaches Jiraiya, his eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and amusement. "How can I assist you, Jiraiya?" he asks, his voice carrying a note of genuine interest.

Jiraiya, with a warm smile on his face, points towards Tsunade. "I really only need to speak with her," he admits, his gaze shifting between Malik and Tsunade. "I just felt it would be rude to walk into someone's house without introducing myself first."

Malik chuckles at Jiraiya's words, appreciating his courtesy. "Yo, no problem, fam," he responds, his voice filled with warmth. "It's nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you."

He then adds, a playful glint in his eyes, "How about when you're done here, we all go to the hot springs together? My treat."

As Malik extends the invitation, he notices the playful smile on Haku's face, still standing by his side. The tension in the room dissipates, replaced by a sense of camaraderie. Jiraiya returns the smile, seeming to warm up to the idea.

Tsunade, with her arms crossed, sighs and says, "Fine, I could use a good soak after putting up with this guy all morning." She nods toward Jiraiya, who chuckles in response.

The atmosphere lightens, and Haku leans in to whisper in Malik's ear, "I look forward to spending time with you in the hot springs." His breath tickles Malik's ear, causing him to shudder slightly before regaining his composure.

After a solid hour and a half.

They head towards the hot springs, the sound of water bubbling and the chirping of birds filling the air. The sun shines brightly overhead, casting a warm glow over the landscape. The hot springs are nestled in a serene location, surrounded by tall trees and lush greenery.

Jiraiya, Tsunade, Haku, and Malik all disrobe and enter the hot springs one by one. The warm water soothes their muscles and relaxes their body. Jiraiya sits across from Malik, his eyes closed as he enjoys the warmth of the water. Tsunade sits next to him, her expression softening as she lets go of her earlier annoyance.

Haku, ever graceful, glides through the water like a swan, his movements fluid and elegant. He catches Malik's eye and winks, causing him to chuckle at his playful antics.

**Jiraiya**: He has a robust build, with broad shoulders and muscular arms that speak of years of training and battles. Scars crisscross his chest and back, reminders of past adventures. His skin is weathered but still retains a healthy tan from his travels under the sun. As he sits with his eyes closed, steam rises gently around him, accentuating his relaxed posture.

**Tsunade**: She possesses a strong yet graceful figure, her form a testament to both her strength as a ninja and her inherent femininity. Her hair, tied up loosely, reveals a few strands plastered against her neck and shoulders by the steam. Her skin, pale but touched with a hint of warmth. In the warm water, her muscles relax, and her expression softens, allowing her natural beauty to shine through.

Tsunade's upper body is accentuated. Her breasts are generously proportioned, drawing the eye with their fullness and roundness. They gently float in the water, creating subtle ripples as she shifts her position. Despite their size, they move with her gracefully, a testament to her strength and agility even in relaxation. The water laps at the edges of her ample cleavage, adding to the allure of her appearance.

The heat from the springs has a relaxing effect on her muscles, causing them to lose some of their usual tenseness. This allows her shoulders to drop, granting her an air of calm and peace. The softening of her features only serves to highlight her natural beauty, which has been a subject of admiration and gossip among the villagers for years.

**Haku**: Delicate and slender, Haku moves through the water with effortless grace. His body is lithe and toned, each movement showcasing his agility and precision. Smooth skin reflects the sunlight, giving him an almost ethereal appearance amidst the steam. His hair, dampened by the hot spring water, clings in dark strands to his forehead and shoulders, adding to his serene aura.

**Malik**: Just a fat guy.

Each of them bears physical traits shaped by their experiences and lifestyles, reflecting both their strengths as fighters and their vulnerability in this moment of relaxation.

As the warm water of the hot springs envelops them, a sense of relaxation and camaraderie fills the air. The steam rises in gentle swirls, creating a serene atmosphere that invites open conversation. Malik, Haku, and Jiraiya, each lost in their own thoughts, enjoy the soothing warmth of the water. While Tsunade somehow pulls out a bottle and starts to drink.

Breaking the comfortable silence, Malik turns to Jiraiya, curiosity gleaming in his eyes. "Jiraiya," he begins, his voice echoing softly against the stone walls of the hot spring, "how is Naruto's training progressing?"

At the mention of Naruto, Haku's expression changes subtly. A look of interest and concern crosses his face, his eyes reflecting a myriad of emotions. "I'd like to talk about Naruto later," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. As he speaks, he moves closer to Malik, leaning against him in a silent request for support. Malik, understanding the unspoken sentiment, nods in agreement.

Jiraiya, on the other hand, seems reluctant to delve into the topic of Naruto's training. He gives a noncommittal wave of his hand, his eyes avoiding Malik's. "Ah, the kid's doing alright," he says, his voice casual, "He's got a long way to go, but he's getting there."

The conversation lulls again, the topic of Naruto's training hanging in the air like an unfinished story. As they soak in the hot springs, each lost in their own thoughts, Despite the unsaid words and unasked questions, they know that this moment of relaxation is just the calm before the storm. 

"So how has Tsunade been treating you," Jiraiya asks.

"I don't know you tell me, she literally hates me," Malik answers, starting to nozzle Haku's face with his own.

 Tsunade, hearing Jiraiya's question, turns her gaze towards Malik and Haku. Her eyes soften as she takes in their playful behavior, a small smile playing on her lips. "I've been... trying," she admits, letting out a soft sigh. "It's not easy being such a legendary sensei and having extraordinary prodigy under my care."

Haku giggles at Malik's antics, gently pushing him away with a smile. "Malik, let me catch my breath," he says, his voice light and airy.

The atmosphere around the hot springs remains relaxed and friendly, with the gentle sounds of water bubbling and birds chirping in the background. The sun continues to shine brightly overhead, casting dappled shadows through the trees.

Jiraiya, still with his eyes closed, seems to be lost in thought. "I'm glad Sakura is doing so well under you, Tsunade," Malik says. Tsunade smiles warmly at Malik's comment, her gaze lingering on him for a moment. "Thank you, Malik. I'm doing my best to teach her everything I know. She has a lot of potential, and I believe she'll become an excellent kunoichi one day."

Haku, now free from Malik's playful nozzling, swims towards Tsunade, his movements fluid and graceful. He looks up at her, his eyes filled with admiration. "Tsunade-sama, your dedication to teaching the next generation is truly inspiring. I hope to become a sensei like you someday."

Jiraiya, hearing the sincerity in Haku's voice, opens his eyes and looks at Tsunade with a newfound appreciation. "I must admit, Tsunade, you've done a fantastic job raising the new generation." Tsunade shrugs while drinking, "I'm not doing anything, just teaching a signal brat, some basics." "Well, I thank you anyway, I plan to marry Sakura one day but I still want her to follow her dreams first," Malik says. Tsunade smiles at Malik, her eyes warm and understanding. "I'm glad to hear that, Malik. It's important to support each other's dreams and aspirations." She takes another sip from her bottle before continuing, "Sakura is a talented kunoichi, and I have no doubt she'll make great strides in her career. But when the time comes, I'm sure she'll be happy to settle down with someone who truly appreciates her."

Jiraiya nods in agreement, his gaze drifting towards the trees surrounding the hot springs. "Indeed, finding the right balance between personal goals and relationships can be quite challenging, but it's definitely worth the effort."

Haku, still floating next to Tsunade, listens intently to the conversation. His eyes sparkle with curiosity as he takes in their words of wisdom.

As Jiraiya lounges in the soothing waters of the hot spring, his eyes scan the serene surroundings, occasionally lingering on the graceful figure of Haku. Mist curls lazily around them, creating an intimate atmosphere as sunlight filters through the canopy above.

With a mischievous glint in his eye and a half-smirk playing on his lips, Jiraiya leans towards Haku, who is delicately adjusting his position in the water. "Hey there, beautiful," Jiraiya begins with his trademark charm, his voice a low rumble that carries over the gentle bubbling of the hot spring. "What's a lovely lady like you doing in a place like this?"

Haku, taken slightly aback but maintaining his composure, meets Jiraiya's gaze with a serene smile. "I'm flattered, but I'm actually a man," Haku replies calmly, his tone polite yet firm.

Jiraiya's eyes widen in surprise, followed quickly by a boisterous laugh that echoes through the tranquil setting. "You've got me there! My apologies, young man," he chuckles, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "I guess appearances can be deceiving!"

Haku's smile widens at Jiraiya's good-natured response, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "No harm done," he reassures, gracefully gliding a bit deeper into the water. "It's not the first time someone has mistaken me for a woman."

Jiraiya nods, still grinning broadly. "Well, in any case, I would embrace it. It's a perfect day for relaxation, isn't it?"

As Haku glides through the warm water, his movements fluid and graceful, he makes his way over to Malik, who sits at the edge of the hot spring, enjoying the soothing heat. With a gentle touch, Haku leans against Malik, their bodies close in the intimate space of the hot spring.

Malik, strong yet gentle, wraps his arms around Haku, holding him close. "I like you just the way you are," Malik whispers softly, his voice carrying a warmth that matches the hot spring around them. His hands rest reassuringly on Haku's back, feeling the smoothness of his skin against his own.

Haku looks up at Malik, his eyes meeting Malik's with a mixture of affection and gratitude. "Thank you," Haku murmurs, his breath mingling with Malik's in the steamy air. "I feel safe with you."

Moved by the moment and the connection they share, Malik leans in, closing the distance between them. Their lips meet in a tender kiss, a silent exchange of feelings and trust amidst the tranquil surroundings of the hot spring. The world around them fades away momentarily as they savor the closeness and the comfort they find in each other's embrace.

Around them, the sound of water bubbling and birdsong continues, nature's melody accompanying their private moment of affection and acceptance. In this secluded haven of warmth and peace, Haku and Malik find solace in each other, their bond strengthened by mutual understanding and the beauty of their shared connection.

Anyway, Malik says, Tsunade, don't you feel a little put out being in a bath with 3 men? Tsunade chuckles," Why would I care if a little boy, an old man, and a trap see me naked? Jiraiya whispers to himself that he and her are the same age, but he makes sure that she can hear him.

Tsunade rolls her eyes at Jiraiya's comment, a small smile playing on her lips. "Jiraiya, you're not that young anymore either," she retorts, her voice playful and light-hearted. Her gaze then shifts to Haku and Malik, who are still embraced in their tender moment. She watches them with a sense of warmth and happiness, appreciating the bond they share.

The sun continues to shine brightly overhead, casting dappled shadows through the trees and adding to the serene atmosphere of the hot springs. The gentle sounds of water bubbling and birds chirping fill the air, creating a peaceful background to their conversation.

Jiraiya, still slightly taken aback by Haku's revelation, can't help but chuckle at the situation. "Well, I'll be damned. I guess appearances truly can be deceiving." Tsunade, hearing Jiraiya's laughter, shakes her head and joins in. "Indeed, they can," she agrees, a smile on her face as she observes the group. The warm water continues to envelop them, providing a sense of comfort and relaxation.

Malik and Haku slowly pull away from their tender moment, their cheeks slightly flushed from the intimacy they shared. They exchange a knowing look, their bond strengthened by their shared experience.

Jiraiya, sensing the atmosphere, decides to lighten the mood. "Well then, since we're all here enjoying this lovely hot spring, how about a little game to pass the time?" he suggests, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "We could play 'Truth or Dare'! It's always a fun way to get to know each other better." Tsunade raises an eyebrow at Jiraiya's proposition, her expression skeptical. "Truth or Dare, huh? You just want to ask us inappropriate questions or dare us to do embarrassing things."

Jiraiya grins, not denying Tsunade's accusation. "Well, there might be a little bit of that, but it's all in good fun! Come on, Tsunade, you know you're curious about what I might ask."

Tsunade can't help but smile at Jiraiya's enthusiasm. "Fine," she agrees, "but I'm warning you, I won't hold back if it's my turn."

Haku and Malik exchange glances, both looking excited at the prospect of playing this game. "We're in!" Haku exclaims, his eyes shining with anticipation. Jiraiya begins the game by turning to Haku. "Truth or Dare, young man?"

Haku thinks for a moment before responding, "Truth."

Jiraiya grins mischievously. "What was your most embarrassing moment as a ninja?"

Haku blushes slightly but answers honestly, "I once accidentally froze my own teammate during a mission because I lost control of my ice abilities in a tense situation."

Everyone chuckles at Haku's confession, and then Tsunade turns to Jiraiya, "Truth or Dare?"

Jiraiya, not one to back down, responds, "Dare."

Tsunade smirks. "I dare you to dance around the hot spring without falling over."

Jiraiya rolls his eyes but graciously accepts the dare. Jiraiya takes a deep breath and steadies himself, then begins to move around the edge of the hot spring with an exaggerated, comical dance. His broad shoulders sway from side to side, and his arms flail about as he attempts to maintain his balance. The others watch in amusement, unable to contain their laughter as Jiraiya stumbles and catches himself, nearly falling into the water.

Tsunade can't help but laugh at Jiraiya's antics, appreciating the light-hearted moment. "Well done, Jiraiya," she says, still chuckling. "Your dancing skills are... unique."

Jiraiya, now breathing heavily from the exertion of his dance, grins at Tsunade. "Glad I could entertain you," he replies, winking at her. Malik looks at Haku, a playful glint in his eyes. "Truth or Dare, Haku?"

Haku returns Malik's gaze, his own eyes twinkling with mischief. "Truth."

Malik grins, sensing an opportunity for a light-hearted moment. "What was the most interesting present you ever received?"

Haku thinks back, a small smile forming on his lips. "I once received a beautiful, handcrafted fan from a village elder in the Land of Snow. It was intricately designed with delicate paintings of snowflakes and cherry blossoms, and it had a special meaning behind it – a symbol of peace and harmony between different clans."

Everyone around the hot spring listens with interest, appreciating Haku's story and the thoughtful gift he received. Jiraiya nods approvingly. "I think i'll go twice, Tsunade, Truth or Dare?" Malik says. Tsunade raises an eyebrow at Malik's request for a second turn, but she decides to indulge him. "Truth, then," she says, a playful smile on her lips.

Malik considers his question carefully before asking, "What is one dream or aspiration you've always had but haven't yet achieved?"

Tsunade thinks for a moment, her gaze drifting away from the group as she recalls her past. "My dream has always been to create a world where ninja are no longer necessary, a place where peace can be achieved without the need for violence or conflict," she admits, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness.

Haku, touched by Tsunade's honesty, responds, "That's a beautiful dream, Tsunade-sama. I hope that someday we can all work towards a world like that." "Ok, Tsunade, you can ask me now." Malik says. Tsunade turns to Malik, her eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and understanding. "Alright, Malik. Truth or Dare?"

Malik grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Dare."

Tsunade raises an eyebrow, considering her options. "I dare you to climb up that tall tree over there and sing the first verse of your favorite song at the top of your lungs."

Malik chuckles, but accepts the challenge. He swings his legs over the edge of the hot spring and climbs out, grabbing a nearby towel to dry off. He walks over to the tree and begins to ascend, climbing higher and higher until he reaches a branch sturdy enough to support him. With a deep breath, he starts to sing, his voice echoing through the forest. Malik's voice carries through the air, filling the serene atmosphere with the upbeat melody of his favorite song. His strong and confident voice resonates with the beauty of the surrounding nature, and he sings with conviction, drawing smiles from Haku, Jiraiya, and Tsunade. 

"Don't call it a comeback

I've been here for years

I'm rockin' my peers

Puttin' suckers in fear

Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon

Listen to the bass go boom

Explosion, overpowerin'

Over the competition, I'm towerin'

Wreckin' shop when I drop these lyrics that'll make you call the cops

Don't you dare stare, you betta move

Don't ever compare

Me to the rest, that'll all get sliced and diced

Competition's payin' the price."

 After finishing the first verse, Malik gracefully descends the tree and returns to the group.

The sun begins to set, casting a warm orange glow over the hot springs. Long shadows stretch across the landscape as the sounds of the forest start to quiet down. Jiraiya looks around at his companions, realizing that their relaxing day together is coming to an end. With a content sigh, he says, "It's been a wonderful day, hasn't it? We should do this more often."

Haku and Malik nod in agreement, their faces glowing with happiness and tranquility. Tsunade smiles, looking around at the peaceful scene. "Yes, it has been a wonderful day. We should definitely make time for days like this more often."

The warm water of the hot springs feels even more soothing as the air begins to cool with the setting sun. Steam rises from the surface, creating a veil of mist that adds to the intimacy of the moment. Crickets begin to chirp in the background, their gentle song adding to the serene atmosphere.

Jiraiya, still lounging in the hot spring, turns his gaze towards Haku and Malik. "It's been a pleasure spending this day with you both," he says, his voice sincere and warm. "I feel like I've learned a lot about both of you, and I'm grateful for that."

Haku looks up at Jiraiya, his eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, Jiraiya-sama. It's an honor to have shared this day with you and Tsunade-sama," Haku replies, his voice filled with respect.

Malik, still wrapped in a towel, gazes at the group with a warm smile. "I feel the same way. It's not every day I get to spend time with such legendary ninja and share personal moments like this."

Tsunade, her gaze thoughtful, turns to Malik. "You have a good heart, Malik. I'm proud of the person you've become and the path you've chosen. Keep following your dreams and never forget the lessons you've learned here today . . . . . .I still don't trust you though."

As the sun dips below the horizon, the sky turns a deep shade of purple, and twinkling stars begin to appear in the night sky. The laughter and conversation of the group fill the air as they bask in the warmth of the hot springs and the joy of each other's company. As the stars begin to emerge, Tsunade looks up, her eyes reflecting the twinkling lights above. "Well, I suppose it's time for us to head back," she says, her voice soft and a touch reluctant.

Jiraiya nods in agreement, letting out a content sigh. "Yeah, I guess we can't stay here forever." He glances around at his companions, taking in their serene expressions and the peaceful atmosphere. "But I'll cherish this day and the memories we've made."

Haku and Malik share a look, their faces still glowing with happiness. "Yes, it's been an unforgettable day," Haku agrees, his voice filled with gratitude. As they all step out of the hot spring, the cool evening air sends a shiver down his spine. Jiraiya grabs his towel and begins drying off, while Tsunade wraps her generous bosom in a plush robe. Malik and Haku exchange a glance, their faces still flushed from the warmth of the water and the intimacy they shared.

[Intermission]

With a sense of contentment and tranquility, They all start making their way back to the village, the path illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight. Crickets serenade them with their gentle chirping, adding to the soothing atmosphere of the night.

Jiraiya, still in high spirits, slings his arm around Haku's shoulders. "You know, Haku, I've got to say, you're quite a remarkable young man." Haku looks up at Jiraiya, a small smile playing on his lips. "Thank you, Jiraiya-sama. I appreciate your kind words."

Tsunade, walking a few steps ahead, turns around to face the group. "Remember, Malik, no matter where your journey takes you, I'll always be watching."

Malik nods solemnly, his eyes meeting Tsunade's. " uuuuuummmm, I will, Tsunad. I promise."

As they continue their journey back to the village, the night grows deeper, and the stars twinkle brighter in the clear sky. The sound of rustling leaves and the gentle flow of the nearby river accompany their footsteps, creating a peaceful melody that soothes their minds and bodies.

Jiraiya, still with his arm around Haku, breaks the silence. "Haku, I've been meaning to ask you something. You mentioned your ice abilities earlier, and I couldn't help but notice how unique and powerful they seem to be. Where did you learn to control them so well?"

Haku looks up at Jiraiya, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes. "I was taught by my father, Zabuza Momochi. He was a master of the Water Release technique and imparted his knowledge to me from a young age. My ice abilities are an extension of that, a manifestation of my own power and potential."

Tsunade, intrigued by Haku's story, chimes in. "Zabuza Momochi, huh? I remember hearing about him. A dangerous man, but skilled nonetheless. It's no wonder you turned out to be such a talented ninja, Haku." Haku bows his head in gratitude. "Thank you, Tsunade-sama. I am honored by your words."

The group continues to walk, their conversation light and easy. The tranquility of the night envelops them, providing a sense of calm and peace. Jiraiya, still curious about Haku's abilities, asks, "And what's it like, controlling ice like that? Does it come naturally to you?"

Haku nods. "Yes, it does. I've been practicing with my ice abilities for as long as I can remember. It's become second nature to me, like breathing or walking."

Tsunade, impressed by Haku's dedication, says, "That's quite impressive, Haku. You should be proud of your accomplishments."

(" I feel like I'm being left out,") Malik thinks to himself, "Welp in for a penny in for a pound, So, Tsunade, what are my chances of you and me making sweet love tonight?" He says wrapping his arm around her waist. Tsunade raises an eyebrow at Malik's sudden boldness, her expression a mix of surprise and amusement. "Malik, my boy," she begins, gently removing his arm from her waist. "While I appreciate your enthusiasm, I think it's best if we keep our relationship professional."

She gives him a warm smile, placing a hand on his shoulder. "But I'm glad to see you're feeling more comfortable around us. That's what this day was all about, after all. Allowing you to trust me," She says giving his shoulder a hard squeeze.

"Please, ma'am, that hurts and me bones are weak," Malik says trying to escape her.

Haku and Jiraiya exchange a knowing glance, both hiding their grins. The night air continues to grow colder, and the group picks up their pace, still chatting and sharing stories along the way. As they near the village, the sound of laughter and chatter fills the air, signaling their return to civilization.