Jiraiya x Reader Stories(Smut)

Two White Lillies

Warning! Sad af chapter. Death of the reader. Jiraiya as a single father.
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With a fond smile, Hiruzen watches the little girl hiding behind her father's leg. She's barely peeking out from behind it while holding handfuls of his pants for security. Her little face contorted into a furrow. It wasn't quite a scowl, it's not angry enough. It was thoughtful but distrustful. It was like she was focused too hard on trying to figure out who the old man in front of her is.

"Sayuri." Jiraiya called her name and scooted her forward away from her hiding spot behind him. "It's alright, he won't hurt you."

The sagely old leader waved at her. She chanced letting go of Jiraiya's pants with only one hand to wave back. She didn't like new people.

"This is my teacher. Remember I was telling you about him?" Jiraiya asked her.

Sayuri nodded. She's quiet. He didn't like talking all that much unless it's with her daddy. Because daddy told her she shouldn't trust strangers. She looks up from her scowling to look at Jiraiya. He had put his hand on the top of her head and smiled at her.

"She looks so much like her mother." The old man chances treading into that territory.

The smile on Jiraiya's face turned tired and, to the trained eye, sad. His little girl tilts her head slightly in confusion. She never liked or understood why her father always looked to sad whenever someone mentioned mommy. He gently fixed her white hair, pushing away her bangs to show off her whole face. The hair was inherited from him and everyone thinks that's why she's named after the white lily.... She really does have your face.

"Yeah... she does." Jiraiya eventually says.

The door opens. Sayuri nearly jumps out of her skin. She scrambled to climb up her father for safety. He huffed a laugh and held her. He'll be the first to admit he has been a little overbearing as a parent. He's warned her several times that strangers are dangerous. She's grown up fearful, but he couldn't lose her too. Her face is nuzzled into his chest as she clung onto his shirt with tight fists. He rubs her back to soothe her of her stranger anxiety.

"It's alright, kiddo." He comforts her. "This guy is someone you can trust! Don't you remember him?"

The quiet four year old timidly turns her head to see who was there. She narrowed her eyes at the blonde man looking at her with the same friendly smile as the old man that was behind her. But the way that her father speaks to that man does make her feel better. It's the same somewhat quiet and calm tone he uses when talking to her.

"It's good to see you again, Minato. You look good." Jiraiya greeted his old student fondly.

"Thanks, sensei. You look good too!" Minato beamed. He turned his attention back to the little girl looking at him. "And little Sayuri too! I haven't seen you in so long!"

She curls her face back into Jiraiya's chest when he spoke to her. He couldn't help but chuckle. How strange to see the daughter of his very confident teacher so shy. Then again, you were more introverted. Soft spoken and quiet in comparison to your loud voiced husband. Maybe that trait was passed on.

Hiruzen politely cleared his throat. Everyone turned their attention back to him.

"I need to speak to you alone, Jiraiya." He said. He gestured to Minato. "I've summoned someone I know you trust to look after your daughter while we talk."

Jiraiya visibly tensed. He's never been separated from Sayuri for too long. He rarely leaves her ever. The idea still scared him. While he is fully aware no one in Konoha will harm his child, it's hard to let go of that control over her safety into someone else's hands. Even if that someone is a person who he trusts with his life.