𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷

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Y/N's POV

Iori took me and Akari back to me and Jiraiya's home, it still looked the same, like it hasn't changed at all.

"W-wow" I said as I felt anxiety raise

I haven't seen Jiraiya and Naru in years, what if they didn't love me, what if they blame me for everything, what if they think I ran away.

"Y/n, control your breathing, your having a panic attack" Iori said as he grabbed my hand, Akari grabbing the other

"Mommy, mommy" Akari called to me in worry, squeezing my hand

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my breathing calming, evening out.

"They still feel the same about you, dandelion" Iori reassured me as we walked up to the door

"I-I'm scared" I admitted, feeling like that 6 year old child again

"It's okay to be scared, I'm right here with you, like always" Iori said as he knocked on the door

"Coming" Jiraiya's voice boomed through the door

The door swung open, but it went Jiraiya, it was Naru.

"Mom?, mom is that you" Naru said as he looked at me with wide eyes

"Naru" I said as tears built in my eyes

They boy ran to me and I picked him up, hugging the boy close.

"My baby, I've missed you so much" I said a I held him close, my hand resting on the back of his head as he also cried

I put the boy down, his gaze going over to Akari.

"Mama, who's this?" Akari asked me, looking at the white haired boy

"Momma, is this my sister?" Naru asked, noticing the girls half and half hair

"Akari, this is your older brother" I said as I crouched down, introducing the two

"Brother?" She asked looking at the boy with interest but it was clear she was shy

"Yeah" I said with a nod

"Y/n?" Jiraiya voice filled the air

I stood up straight, looking at the man that I've been waiting to see in years.

He was wearing an apron, he was probably cooking dinner before we came, his hair in its same old style, his face didn't change, just a bit more age to it.

"J-Jiraiya" I said as I felt butterflies well up in my stomach, much like when we were younger

"This is real right?, I-I'm not dream like always, right?" He asked as he took cautious steps to me, almost like I'd disappear

"It's me baby, it's me" I said with a teary chuckle

Jiraiya quickly closed the distance between us, his lips smashing into mine in a feverish softness, his hands cupping my cheeks.

He pulled the kiss after a few seconds, looking into my eyes, tears running down his face.

"I've missed you so much, I was scared, I thought I lost you" Jiraiya said as he sobbed, hiding his face in my neck

I cried too, running my fingers through his hair, trying to call him.

"Mama" Akari called

Jiraiya looked up from my neck, looking at the baby girl, his eyes widening slightly.

"Mama, who's this?" Akari asked as she looked at Jiraiya

"Akari baby" I said as I turned aaay from Jiraiya, picking the girl up

"This is, your father" I said, knowing the girl was probably confused, turning to face Jiraiya, the man looking at the baby like she was the world

"Orochimaru isn't my dada?" She asked me in confusion

Jiraiya face sank at that, eyes flickering to me, I took a deep breath.

"Baby, Orochimaru, he, stole us from your daddy's and brother" I tried to explain it to her

"So he stole the queen from the actual king?" She asked me with a tilted head

"Yeah, he took the queen and princess from the actual king" I explained, Akari looking at Jiraiya who looked like he was going to fall apart any moment now

"A-Akari" He said in a shaking breath, he sounded so unsure, so vulnerable that it my heart ached

"Yes dada?" She asked, getting with the program that Jiraiya was her actual dad quick

Maybe she always felt like Orochimaru wasn't her father, or maybe it was the natural connection to her actual family.

Jiraiya held his arms out to the girl, the girl leaning towards him in my arms, so I gave her to Jiraiya.

Jiraiya let out shuttering breaths, holding her close but being gently.

"I-I have no words" He said as he looked up at the sky, trying to gather himself

"Thank you, so much, words will never explain how grateful I am to you" He said to Iori

"What kind of brother would I be if I didn't save my dandelion and her sunflower?" Iori said with his own tearful smile

And just then, a butterfly landed on my shoulder, and looking at it, I saw it was the same one from when me and Jiraiya were younger.

We were untied again, it would take me and Akari time to get used to this life again, but as long as I'm with my family, I know we can do it.

We could do anything together.

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