She slept there. Moonlight shining on her face on a dark cloudy night. Long, silky hair over her slime petite back.
I’m sorry…, a familiar voice whispered from afar.
Her eyes flung open almost instantly as the soft voice spoke to her. Rubbing her eyes, she stood up and walked over to her window. She watched as the rain dropped from the gray clouds.
I broke my promise…please…forgive me, the voice whispered again.
Suddenly, her door flung open revealing her assistant. She slowly turned around and saw her long time friend and assistant crying.
“Lady Tsunade,” she began, “Master Jiraiya died.”