Pay The Hokage A Visit (Tsunade Senju)

Ultimately, the priority would have to be the Senju clan. As one of the two founding clans of Konoha, it had produced some of the most powerful ninja's the village had ever seen. Losing them would be a horrible blow.

It didn't hurt that Tsunade Senju was stunning.

With the aid of the normality earrings, Izuko managed to walk through the front doors of the Hokage tower without being bothered in the least. None of the Anbu that he knew must be guarding the place had bothered to stop him, allowing him to continue to the highest floor of the building and enter the central office.

He paused after entering, as a barrage of noise greeted him. The source?

Some black-haired chick that he had never seen before. She was... uninteresting looking. Pretty in a way, he supposed, but not exactly a stunner. She was fit, with a tight body, and given her profession, she probably had a decent amount of flexibility as well. Her face wasn't ugly, but it was rather average.

Compounding this averageness was the fact that she had chosen a rather plain color scheme. Her eyes were black, her shoulder-length hair was black, her mid-thigh length dress was black, and her three-inch heels were black. Everything was black.

It certainly didn't help that she was shouting at Tsunade Senju, a woman that was the exact opposite of uninteresting looking. Tsunade could be summarized as the Barbie Stereotype.

Big titted blonde with a thin waist. Even then, Tsunade was the best of the stereotype, with her G-cup breasts and ridiculously low level of body fat.

"Almost a crime to keep all that locked away," Izuko muttered as he kept his eyes glued to her chest and advanced. As he came closer though, he began to pay attention to the argument that Tsunade was having with the ninja standing in front of her.

"I keep telling you Tsunade," the woman in black all but growled, "You can't keep drinking on the job."

Izuko paused. Had he heard, that right?

"And I keep telling you Shizune," Tsunade replied in a bored tone, "It doesn't matter if I do drink. It's not like anyone is going to know."

"It's not about people knowing," the now-identified Shizune replied, "You need to be sober to get through your paperwork. You are supposed to be our leader, and these decisions are supposed to be made by you. You can't keep having me fill them out for you when you get black-out drunk halfway through the workday."

"Can't I? Why?" Tsunade seemed to deflate a bit here, "Shizune, I'm starting to think that becoming Hokage was a mistake. I- I was a combat medic, the best in the world. I'm good at two things. The first is punching things, the second is healing. I didn't get this job because of my amazing administrative skills, I got it because the elders though having the world’s most powerful kunoichi as Hokage would be good for morale and I'd make a decent symbol."

Very slowly, very deliberately, Tsunade opened a drawer to the side and pulled out a bottle of sake. As Shizune watched, Tsunade opened the bottle and took a swing. Once she was done, she set it down with a satisfied 'Ah' exhale and looked back to Shizune and continued, "So to that end, fine. I'll sit here and man the desk. I'll carry the flag and wear the hat. I'll even take on new students besides you, like Sakura. But I won't waste away doing paperwork. I'll leave that to you."

Izuko stood there for a few seconds and contemplated what he just heard. Tsunade was too busy getting drunk to be an effective leader. Perhaps he could fix that.

Garnering the attention of the room’s inhabitants, Izuko announced with a grin, "You know, it's normal for my cum and pre-cum to taste even better than sake."

"Is that right?" Tsunade asked, her honey-colored eyes meeting his own briefly before trailing down to the crotch of his pants. "And how much would a bottle of your cum cost?"

Barely suppressing a grin, Izuko feigned thinking for a moment before going, "Well, it's not really for sale by the bottle. See it normally tastes best fresh from the source, though I suppose you could save some to have later. The stale stuff doesn't compare though. As to what it would cost to get your hands on some... well, I'm willing to negotiate to give you limited access for the next month. As to what it would take? Doing your job for starters."

"What," Tsunade began, "does that mean, exactly?"

Shizune, who had gotten started on Tsunade's paperwork with a defeated look, perked up, hoping Izuko could do something where she had failed.

"I mean, you promise to never have sake, or any type of **** again, and I'll do you a favor and visit you every night for the next month. I'll give you fresh shots to the mouth for you to drink," Izuko promised, "As well as shots to the pussy and ass that you could save up in bottles and drink while I'm gone. Isn't that a good deal? Tell you what, as a bonus, I'll even drop by whenever I'm back from my travels. I'll give you free samples and everything. "

Tsunade thought it over. "And... all I have to do is give you my word? Then I get access to your delicious treat?" She asked carefully.

"Yes ma'am," Izuko confirmed.

With a grin that screamed 'cat-that-got-the-canary' Tsunade replied, "Then I accept. I swear that I will never drink any **** again." She had no plans on actually keeping thus oath any more than she kept here promises to pay off her gambling debts.

It was something that Izuko was suspected might be the case, which is why he played his final card now. "Great. It's normal for you to abide by the terms of our deal, and it's also normal for you to never try to renegotiate any agreement we have. You agreed to the deal, and you're going to have to live with it."

Over in her corner. Shizune squealed in delight. Tsunade on the other hand, upon realizing she would have to keep the promise, looked a lot less delighted.

"Your drink," she began mutinously, "Better be as good as you say it is."

Izuko smiled at her. Dropping his pants and kicking them to the side, he exposed his member fully. "Why don't you come find out?"