Anime Ninja Clothes Novels & Stories

The day Kanna-san told us that a former member of Azure Phoenix would be helping us write a song, the girls became intimidated. Perhaps we expected a flashy or stylish character like the cool and passionate Izanagi, but he came in blue jeans and a unique denim jacket with a tiger and bunny seated at a table embroidered on his back, I remember seeing it when he turned around to put down his stuff. It was so cute and unexpected that I became distracted. Where did he get it from? I really want to ask, but I tried to keep a straight face. He seemed simple, original, and overall like an easy-going person.

Hanzo explains, placing a towel on the counter then begins to pull clothes out of the bag. “Looks like Hana picked some nice clothes out,” he mentions holding up an olive-green flowy dress that looks comfortable. Most of the clothes he pulls out are swoop neck tank tops similar to Hanzo’s and shorts or jeans with a couple flowy dresses that are fitted at the bust.

His ego is too big for that lanky body. “Do you want my anime shirts?” I am already walking to the closet. “I have like a thousand of them, you should take some.” He smirks as he keeps folding his clothes. “You mean the two hundred dollar shirts that you got custom made from Japan? Don't you think the FBI would be onto me if I wear them?” “What? who cares?” I brush my finger against my nose. “I want to give them to you.” “I already told you, Marlon, you really have to stop giving me things.” He says. “I had a nice time here, and that's enough for me.”

Nia came into the room at that point and took notice of the guest—or to be exact, what she was wearing. “Oh my God, is that a LYNX shirt? How did you manage to get one? I heard they won’t be out until next month!” Anna looked down at her shirt and her face immediately brightened. She held the edge of the T-shirt proudly and did a little twirl. Nia clapped enthusiastically. Maya couldn’t for the life of her see anything special about the plain T-shirt with the word “LYNX” plastered in ugly fonts at the front. “I freaking know, right? I had to fight tooth and nail for this. You are a fan of Dae-Soon too, right?”

Today was the day I was supposed to join the training. I pushed aside the soft, delicate dresses that Jay liked me to wear, and I reached for the boldest, most commanding attire that I had, a warrior set that was made especially for a Luna—it was sleek, it was imposing, and it was made for battle. The dark material, a combination of leather and light armor plating, was embroidered with intricate designs that featured gold and silver, all signs of power and dominance. The attire fit me to perfection, hugging my physique not to highlight its beauty but its power, which was something that Jay hated.

They all wore their Kimonos. "If you do not mind me asking, why are you not dressed in modern outfit?" I asked genuinely curious. "Anniversary of our ancestors," Akane answered proudly. "So how long have you been with Damien?" Azumi, the eldest of the three daughters and also the boldest. "Azumi!" Akane said in dismay. I smiled. "Not long but it feels like a while," I said. "And how many of his exes have you fought off?" Azumi asked with glee.

Osamu who had a little conscience told Nanami to find good clothes for Natsu to wear and for her to make sure the clothes had reinforcement in them. Natsu didn't really understand what Osamu meant by reinforcement so he decided to say nothing. Nanami then left and not long after came back with clothes for Natsu, and not long after that, Natsu was done wearing the clothes which was a perfect fit. It was a black top with blue trousers and with that Natsu and the others left the room for the fight between Natsu and Osamu.

Breno this time wore branded, original sneakers, a couple sizes too big for his feet, worn jeans and a red-and-black plaid shirt, the sleeves ripped off, turned into shorts with his own hands. Anya wore a red and black plaid dress, with a black leather jacket over it and black leather high boots. Just looking very closely to make sure the fabric of his shirt and her dress weren't the same. Her red hair was pulled back in a poorly made ponytail on top of her head. God, as if analyzing their clothes was the most important thing right now! No, it wasn't ... But I was hoping that when I looked into their eyes, they would magically evaporate from my face.

I go into the shower stall and take a cold shower to soothe my skin. I wrap myself in my bathrobe, I love it, it's baby blue and has the little god Yato from the anime "Noragami", I really like it. Time to choose the clothes, I go through hanger after hanger, I don't have many clothes and I've never worried about having fancy clothes. The only time I wore something more elaborate was to go out on the first twenty dates I had last year, then I got tired of it so I started going with my work clothes. - Aya? - I hear my sister's voice, she knows where my spare key is, so she never knocked before entering, I got used to her way.

"Maybe we should also be that transfer student too, just to see how the mouse wil-" **** "Takeshi please from next time pay attention when you are running down from the stairs," Koishi said following behind Takeshi who has changed into the spare clothes Koishi. He can smell the scent of the lily flowers and detergent from the long sleeves t-shirt with the anime print over it and black shorts. With his knees patched along with the bandage upon the knuckles bruise over the left side of his eyes. Cut over the coner of his lips which almost solen.