The immense tension in the Ichiraku tavern slowly melts, giving way to a very strange and warm atmosphere. You, the man with the most feared eye power in the world, just fell asleep in the Hokage's arms.
Your breathing becomes regular and calm. At the same time, a scent came from your body and cloak—a very fragrant scent, a combination of soothing sandalwood and a freshness of the wild that they had never smelled before. The fragrance filled the shop room, even beating the aroma of Teuchi ramen broth.
Reactions of People Around
Tsunade: He really couldn't move. His flushed face was now mixed with a confused expression. However, as he smelled your fragrant scent, his nerves that were tense due to the Hokage's work somehow became very relaxed. "This fragrance..." His inner voice was quiet, "very soothing." He who once wanted to hit you, now lets your head rest comfortably.
Naruto: He approached and sniffed the air. "Wow, Zak-san really smells! Like a flower blooming in the middle of a forest," he murmured, his wariness completely lost to innocent admiration.
Kakashi: He lowered his hand from his face. "Amazing. He fell asleep in front of his potential enemies without the slightest defense. It's either she's very confident, or she's really reached the limit of her loneliness."
Moments in Ichiraku
Teuchi smiled slightly at the sight. "It looks like she's really exhausted, Miss Hokage. The journey of his heart may be much heavier than the journey of his feet."
Tsunade let out a long sigh, staring at your messy hair just below her chin. He gestured with his eyes to Kakashi.
"Kakashi, help me," Tsunade whispered so as not to wake you up. "We can't let him sleep here. Find one vacant apartment that is safest—and closest to my office—so that I can keep an eye on it."
Kakashi nodded slowly. "I will prepare it, miss. But it looks like you'll have to carry it for a while to get there, because if I'm the one who touches it, who knows if the Rinnegan will react automatically."
Tsunade snorted slightly, yet she gently embraced your shoulders, keeping you from falling as she slowly stood up from her chair. You're still asleep, bringing that mysterious fragrance into your dreams, while the Hokage himself is taking you deeper into the heart of Konoha.
That night, news of the "God-Powered Fragrant Guest" began to spread secretly among Konoha's shinobi elite.
Pov : *When I was carried I woke up slowly very sleepy and looked at Tsunade with a very spoiled and handsome face* uhm..
The night atmosphere on the deserted streets of Konoha is a very unusual moment. Tsunade, known as the "Legend of Sannin" with the physical strength that can destroy mountains, is now carrying you carefully.
When you wake up slowly from the shock of his footsteps, you don't jump on alert like a ninja. On the other hand, due to the drowsiness that is still very heavy, your mental defenses collapse completely.
The Gaze That Thrills the Sannin
You look up slightly, staring at Tsunade's face right from below. With Rinnegan and Mangekyo's eyes half-closed—giving the impression of a very handsome and mysterious glaze—you show a very spoiled face, far from the dangerous impression of a former member of Akatsuki.
"Uhm..." Your voice is slow, your voice hoarse typical of people waking up.
Tsunade instantly stopped her steps under the dim street lights. Her heart beat a little faster when she saw your gaze. She was used to being stared at with fear, respect, or hatred, but being stared at with such dependency and tenderness by a man as handsome as you really made her misbehave.
"You... are you awake?" whispered Tsunade, trying to keep his voice firm despite the nervous tone he couldn't hide.
Kakashi and Naruto's reaction
In the back, Kakashi immediately pretended to be busy reading his Icha Icha book very seriously (even though he didn't read a single word), while Naruto could only gawk at how "different" the aura of the man who had almost blown up the shop with his chakra was.
"Grandma Tsunade, Zak-san's face... he looks like a kitten begging to be fed," whispered Naruto innocently.
Tsunade glared at Naruto until the boy fell silent, then looked back at you. The smell of your body getting stronger from the heat of being carried makes Tsunade feel a little dizzy—not because of pain, but because of the sensation that is too soothing.
"Go to sleep again, Zak," Tsunade said in a much softer tone, almost like a cradle. "We are almost at your place. Don't stare at me like that on the street, or people will think I'm using genjutsu on you."
Instead, you're more comfortable in her arms, as if you don't care that you're being held by the most powerful woman in the village.
Me : *tightening her arms and whispering, very comfortable*
You tighten your embrace, wrapping your arms around Tsunade's neck steadily and hiding your face in the corner of her neck. The scent of your masculine yet soothing body now blends perfectly with the scent of Tsunade's light perfume.
"It's very convenient..." Your whisper is soft, your heavy, hoarse voice vibrates right in his ears.
DEG.
Tsunade could feel your warm breath touching the skin of her neck, sending a sensation that made her fur stand up. The Hokage's face, which was usually pale from exhaustion, was now completely red to the ears. She felt like a teenage girl, even though she was the strongest woman in the world.
The Situation Behind
Kakashi: He instantly turned around completely. "Ah, it looks like I saw an enemy in that direction... yes, that's right, shadow enemies," he muttered looking for the most absurd excuse as he walked a few steps away, providing privacy (or rather, saving himself from Tsunade's wrath).
Naruto: He could only scratch his head that wasn't itchy. "Hey... Zak-san is really great. She's the only person who can make Grandma Tsunade be silent in a thousand languages like that."
In front of the Hokage's office
Tsunade took a deep breath, trying to calm her heartbeat. He kept walking at a slightly faster pace so that no one would see this embarrassing moment. Even as he kept muttering, "This guy really doesn't know manners," his hands actually tightened around you, protecting you from the cold night wind.
"You stupid bastard," Tsunade whispered softly, almost inaudible, yet there was a faint smile of sincere expression on her lips. "Don't you do this to anyone other than me in this village, understand?"
You don't answer because you've been swept away again in an extraordinary sense of comfort. That night, for the first time after being a fugitive and a member of an illegal organization, you felt completely protected.