Amane And Tsukasa Novels & Stories

He only saw the man approaching An. Akira carries food and drinks in his hand. As ordered, Akira bought fresh and sweet tomato skewers and sweet tomato juice. Akira was suspicious of the man he had just seen, he murmured "Damn! Just when I left An, someone wanted to turn around! Huh, geez it's really hard to believe. Could it be that someday I will have a rival to get his love? Yes, it looks like I have to fight harder so she will accept me. " An's existence

"Ah sorry. It's an all girls party no men allowed. You know how that goes." "So it's a sleepover then." "You can say that." She made it to her door and gave him an awkward smile. "Well thanks again. Maybe we will see each other around." She fumbled with her keys but managed to get inside. The man just smiled at her until her door closed. Takeyasu was still clutching his stomach when his vehicle pulled up on the driveway. The window rolled down to reveal Takamasa on the driver seat. "You look like trash. Get in."

She spoke slowly, in an appealing way. " Vice”president... Aren't you supposed to be the vice”president this year," Yuselso asked his brother, "Wasn't that the reason why you are now living with cousin Jina? Yukio paid no attention to him, he looked at a surprised Ankit. " Namie Tsuchiya!.... “ I told you that woman was familiar to me from som ewhere," the brown “haired man gulped down another glass, "Namie Tsuchiya She studied with us during high school. Do you remember her?

Meanwhile, Tsuki was being accompanied by his immortal boyfriend, a jealous vampire, he had no problem with looking at women, he just couldn't let him look at another man. Akimitsu was there pulling him by the waist, he pushed him away for several minutes from other managers, at that time, the man kissed him in front of the crowded hall, before releasing him breathlessly... - What was this? – He questioned him.

Swallowing whatever was left of his pride, he asked in a stiff voice, “Hey. You seen Tatsuya?” Murasame glanced back at his teammates. He said something to their captain, voice too low to hear, before turning and walking over. His face was unreadable. “We meet again. Taiga, right?” His voice was deep and calm, just like Taiga expected. Calm enough to make your skin crawl. Taiga didn’t respond to the question. “Know where he is?” he asked again, tone clipped. Murasame exhaled through his nose and folded his arms. “Hey look. I’m trying to get on your good side here,for one reason. You’re my boyfriend’s brother.”

"You're acting strangely, like you have seen a ghost." "Maybe," the man said, "I have." "Do I look like a ghost?" "No." "Then, continue what you were doing and leave me alone." "That sword…" "What is it now?" "You're…you're Sasaki Tokunaga." "Yes. And you are…" "I am Toyama Daido." "Never heard of you," Sasaki turned, ready to leave. "Where do you think, you are going?" Daido almost started barking. "How can you turn your back to me?"

I know now that this man is an enemy, and I will be on my guard. I walk up to the old Yakuza with an outstretched hand. “Kaen Tsukishima, what brings you to Las Vegas so suddenly?” I ask, and he grasps my hand firmly. There’s definite intimidation in his scent, but he masks it with a look of worry. “We have come with rather dire news that we wish to share with you and my daughter,” he says as I lead him into my office. I frown at this. “Dire news? Should Umiko not be here for this?” I ask as I sit down at my desk, and the two of them sit in front of me with their guards behind them. Andreas stands to my left with an air of unease surrounding him.

At this moment, Aman, who was over fifty years old, was dressed in a very elegant high-end suit with a sharp hairstyle. He maintained a good physique and did not show any signs of aging at all. He appeared to be around forty years old. When Antonio saw Aman, he immediately ingratiated himself deeply, just like a grandson eagerly awaiting a treat from his grandfather despite being the mafia figure who had just threatened to kill Charlie earlier. Aman remained calm as he looked at Antonio with a slightly condescending demeanor and said, “Antonio, you’re waiting here to greet me even though it’s so late. You’ve worked hard.”

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

he followed me in. "What happened to your pleasant mood Anam," he asked following me to the living room and getting his answer when he saw Ammar sitting on the couch. His cool demeanour immediately changed and I could see him stiffened. "Ayan you know him from that day but still I will introduce you two Ayan this is Ammar, Ammar this is Ayan" Ammar got up from the couch and held his hand for Ayan. Ayan shook his hand but kept quiet. "Anam's best friend, nice to meet you," Ammar said.