A Journey Through the Universes

– Where are your parents? Jiraya asked Yahiko, frowning.

"They're dead. They were killed by wandering deserters-Nukenins. –

Orochimaru, Tsunade and Jiraiya were slightly surprised by this and partly felt guilty, because this war can be said to be the work of Konoha.

I continued to calmly stir the delicious brew, without reacting to Yahiko's words in any way. Although I'm actually surprised that Yahiko, Conan and Nagato still got together and, moreover, found us. At such moments you begin to believe in fate…

Jiraya reached out and took out a bundle from his backpack – Here, hold the crackers. – he said, unfolding the parchment and showing the usual biscuits.

– Nagato! Kona! Come out, they won't hurt us! –

Following the words, a red-haired guy with long bangs covering his eyes and a blue-haired girl with short hair appeared from behind the bushes.

Joyful, they ran up to Jiraya and quickly began to take biscuits from him, fearing that he would change his mind.

Tsunade and Orochimaru, looking at this, also decided to give their crackers, but my voice interrupted them.

– Jiraya, aren't you ashamed? – and standing with my back to them, I said with amusement in my voice.

– Ah! What, me?! – Jiraya was alarmed.

The children were a little scared, expecting the worst development of events, but my next words dispelled this fear. – Jiraya, were you going to give these children stale and tasteless biscuits while you were eating my cooking? Ayayai. – I shook my head, for the sake of appearances.

While Yahiko, Nagato, and Conan didn't know what to do, Jiraiya snorted, "You can't blame me for something I didn't do. Actually, in addition to these biscuits, I was going to invite them to our table. –

– Really? –

- yes! – he folded his arms on his chest, turning away.

–Very well. – turning around, I looked at the children and smiled slightly – Everything will be ready soon, wait a little. –

–H-good. – hesitating, they said at the same time.

Some time later

Jiraya, finishing the last portion, said – Phew, that's what I ate. –

From his large belly, it was clear that he had put a lot of effort into accommodating half of the contents of the pot.

– Jiraya, you illegitimate son of Akimichi, you ate almost half in one haryu. I shook my head, looking at Nagato, Conan and Yahiko, who were satisfied and full.

– What can I do. – Jiraya patted his belly with a joyful grin – Your food is too delicious to stop. I'm afraid your cooking could even be used as a death trap. –

– And how? Tsuna chuckled.

– Well, look. Tetsuya takes and prepares a pot of food. Leaves it in a prominent place, and the enemy Shinobi comes to the aroma of food. He starts eating and can't stop. He eats and eats and eats until his stomach bursts. –

"You're the first to fall victim to this trap, Jiraya. – Orochimaru said with a calm smile.

– Yes ~ a... – drawled Jiraya with his eyes closed – It would be a great death... It's better to die in a brothel…–

The next moment, a blow hits his head – Jiraya, there are children here, idiot. –

– Oh! I forgot, Tsunade! Don't hit me yet! Jiraya exclaimed quickly, covering his mouth.

- "They don't change." – I thought, looking at this skirmish.

Also, along with me, the children watched this one. After looking at them, I asked – Well? Was it delicious? –

- Yes. Thank you very much. – they said happily smiling.

Then, Conan took out a small origami in the form of a flower and handed it to me, smiling innocently – Thank you, this is for you. –

How sweet… This flower was made of paper in which biscuits were stored. – Thank you, I am very pleased. –

Honestly I am very pleased… There is something in this innocent smile and pure intentions... what a dangerous and dark side… I'm for a MILF, you can't take me so easily!

While I was thinking, Yahiko stepped forward and addressed us – Teach us ninjutsu! You're a shinobi from Konoha! –

Jiraya and Tsunade were surprised, but Orochimaru reached for kunai. – We have to kill them. –

Instantly, the little ones tensed up, and Tsunade and Jiraya glanced at Orochi.

Yes, although Orochimaru has become much kinder, but this does not mean that he has changed his views on this world.

– I have seen many orphans of the war, but there is nothing to help. If I kill them now, it will be better for them. –

– Enough Orochimaru. – Jiraya frowned, glancing at the frightened children – You will go to Konoha, and I will stay here with them for now. –

– What?! Are you crazy? Tsuna intervened

– It's only until they get back on their feet. After all, it's because of us that they were orphaned. –

– Do you think these are the fateful students, Jiraya? I asked, patting Conan on the head in gratitude.

Jiraya had long wanted to travel the world in search of that fateful disciple whom the toad had "guessed" at him. That's just… It's only recently that the same toad, Gamamaru, said that the future has changed. It became foggy. But Jiraya still wanted to find the same disciple or disciples from the prophecy.

– Everything can be. Jiraya shook his head.

"That would be your mistake, Jiraya. Orochimaru shook his head.

– I won't let them be killed, Orochimaru. Let it be my mistake, but I won't let you kill me."

The tension started to build up, but I quickly broke it up – Then it's a stupid idea to train them here, Jiraya. –

"Then what do you suggest?" – he frowned, thinking about the worst, and I'm a good guy, don't talk about me like that.

– We'll take them to Konoha. I'll vouch for the guys and Sensei will definitely let them stay. – I smiled and looked at the children – But it's up to them to decide how long they will stay with us. –

– This is… It's not a bad idea ... – thought Jiraya – It will be much safer for them there, and the training will be much better. –

- OK. – calmly said Orochimaru shrugging his shoulders and put the kunai back.

– Hey! – Jiraya was indignant, looking wide–eyed at Orochimaru - You were against me, but as soon as Tetsuya said something, you immediately gave up! –

– Well, it will still be your problems if you train your own killers, and Tetsuya secretly bears the title "God of Shinobi". Besides, he's the one who cooks deliciously, not you. –

– Hey! I thought we were friends! –

"Nothing personal, Jiraya. – Orochi flashed his eyes – These are delicious, everything is serious here. –

– That's it! Infection…–

As a result, the seven of us returned to Konoha to the hubbub of Jirai that no one appreciates him, no one respects him.

*******

Night. Everyone went home.

We managed to persuade Hiruzen to leave Yahiko, Nagato and Conan.

We also firmly buzzed Orochimaru's brains that he was a bad and irresponsible person.

Orochi didn't really care about all this, but when I threatened to stop cooking for him, he quickly apologized and promised that it wouldn't happen again.

And so let's get back to the fact that it's night.

I was lying alone in my room, blown by a cool breeze, because my window is always open.

Suddenly, my ears heard someone slowly climbing into my window.

At first I thought it was Zetsu who finally brought me the promised dojutsu, but…

– Orochimaru? I said softly and in surprise when I saw Orochi appear in the window.

- Yes. Can I come in? – he said calmly, but I could see that he was embarrassed. And the snake was slightly nervous.

– Yes, come in. Something happened? You usually don't even come to me during the day, but here at night…–

- thanks. – he said, climbing in - The fact is that the homunculus, or rather my future body is almost ready…–

– I'm happy for you. I shrugged my shoulders.

Orochimaru did not give up his pursuit of immortality, so I decided to help him so that he would not have to use the cursed seal again. As a result, a more or less neutral technique turned out, where he should grow a body for himself, and not kidnap them.

- thanks. – he nodded, and awkwardly stood up with a lean face.

Yes, Orochimaru knows how to stand with a calm face and I will still understand that he feels awkward.

We stood like that for about a minute. When I was ready to ask myself, "Why did You come?", he exhaled and said, "I do not know how to tell you this, Tetsuya. So I'll just tell you how it is. For a perfect body, I lack a bloodline with strong regeneration and a body. At first I wanted to use the genes of the First Hokage, but then I changed my mind, because everyone knows that the son of the first Hokage has a much stronger body and regeneration. –

– Go on…–

– I admit that I wanted to secretly steal your genes, but.... But I couldn't get over myself and... and here I am to ask you to give me some of your blood. –

This is a serious question. Can I give Orochimaru the power of my bloodline? I can. Do I trust him? Mostly yes. Will I give him my genes? Yes, I will. I'm not sorry or afraid to do it, just because he won't be stronger than me. The system solves everything, and even without it, my genes are unlikely to be so strong.

Orochimaru is a good friend, though not without his cockroaches in his head…

– Okay, I agree. –

– Really? he raised an eyebrow, incredulously.

Very rarely I could observe such vivid emotions on the face of Orochi.

Although it is understandable, for Shinobi and clans, their bloodline is the most important thing. Uchiha and Hyuga jealously guard their eyes, what can we say about the pedigree that not even the whole Konoha dreams of getting, but the whole Shinobi world.

– Thanks Tetsuya. It means a lot to me... and you know it. Orochi smiled.

– Yeah. You can't put thanks in your pocket, you'll have to. –

– It goes without saying. – he said happily, taking out several cones – So… Tetsuya, give me your DNA," Orochi said, handing me two small cones.