I’m an eighteen-wheeler headed down the interstate (And my brakes are going to give and I won’t know until it’s too late) (джен)

“What’cha here for? You don’t seem like the type to watch the Chūnin exams.”
“Apparently, Hiruzen wants me to be his successor.”
Naruto snorted, “Yeah, and I’m a Jinchūriki.” She was a Jinchūriki, and she knew it, but she didn’t have to tell Tsunade that.
Tsunade huffed, “Last I’d heard, Konoha’s Jinchūriki was male, and you,” she gestured vaguely in the direction of Naruto’s generous chest. “are clearly not a male.”
Naruto traced a finger absentmindedly along her bare stomach, tracing the invisible swirls of her seal. She hummed, and left it at that.