Anime Taiga Aisaka Novels & Stories

However, she chose to wait for the rest to leave before her, so as to not raise any suspicions. Tadashi was the next to be ready. Upon his signal, the hatch of the hangar opened up and he piloted his mecha out. The second after she saw his mecha leave their sight, she received a video chat request from him. Due to her surprise, it took her a moment before she accepted the call. "Igarashi-san, sorry this took so long, but I wanted to thank you for the breakfast. It was delicious. Don't listen to Saito-kun. You know how he is."

I stammered, my heart jackhammering away. "Getting a better look," he said with an impish grin and I felt my face and ears flush completely. Was he going to kiss me again? "Are you gay?" I asked as I averted my gaze from his captivating grey. "Not telling," he whispered and backed away from me. "I don't mind starting as friends though. I'm Higan." He stretched a hand out to me and I stared at it for a while. He gave his hand a shake to remind me that he was waiting and I took his hand before shaking it briefly.

— It’s a good comparison, but it doesn’t fit Aronohai Misa. With her easygoing character, her heterochromic eyes, and the controlled sense of danger she exudes— she’s more like an exotic large feline. Like a tiger pretending to be domesticated by a hare. Sakura would find the situation amusing, if she weren’t the ‘hare’ in question. She opens her mouth to try saying something but is cut off by Misa’s strange actions. The she-alpha drags Sakura’s palm down the side of her face and repeatedly nuzzles into it. Either she’s playing into her role of a tiger, or she really likes the scent of Sakura’s pheromones.

On the other side, Lysara watched him from her high-backed chair, eyes glinting with cold calculation, hands folded neatly in her lap as if she presided over some grand court of ruin. And me? I stood in the doorway, arms crossed, amusement flickering behind my tired eyes. What fools they were, these two. What utter, pitiful fools. “Farkas,” Lysara’s voice rang out, calm and commanding, slicing through his agitated muttering, “you must stop behaving like a lovesick pup. If you want her back, you must act with purpose.” Her? Of course… Ashina Her words made my lips curl into a sneer. Of course. Always with the schemes, always with the plans. As if Ashina could be manipulated like some tremblin

Kiera continues to speak softly to Jasper, “Do you want to ruin Ashina’s birthday? Could you wait to kill the Lizard boy tomorrow when it is not Ashina’s birthday.” What sounded like a wolf's laugh came barreling out of Jasper, “okay I will wait to kill the lizard boy tomorrow.” Wrinkling his forehead, Jasper asks, “Who is another Lizard boy? Maybe I will kill him too.” Kiera growled at Jasper, “That is Gandor, that is Ashina’s and my brother. Touch a hair on his head and I will reject you. Do you get that? Now bring back Andor, so Ashina may celebrate her birthday.”

The old man put his hand on her shoulder and asked her to raise her head. "My name is Tennouji Taizo but you can call me Mr. Taizo." He held out his hand and Ayane shook it. A few moments later, the old lady came out of the room and gave Ayane an ID card and a folder filled with the President's schedules and preferences. "I look forward to seeing you tomorrow Ms. Mikoto." Mr. Taizo said. With a smile, Ayane said her goodbyes and went home. When she arrived, Rei had already cooked dinner and was waiting for her.

D Fox The story Nathan talks about when he explains his tattoos is Sakura Gari (The Hunt for Cherry Blossoms) by the brilliant Yuu Watase. He was the character I was most hesitant about when writing, just because Nathan is the ‘misunderstood’ one; the one even I couldn’t always understand.

“I told you! Sakura-chan likes you!” Natsumi reached out her hand to the front. She raised her fingers up slightly. “Come here, Sakura. Our guests are leaving now.” Sakura’s wings fluttered slightly. Her eyes seemed to turned slightly, and she flapped her wings, flying to Natsumi and perching on her wrist. “Good girl.” Natsumi said, rubbing Sakura’s long stomach softly and earning a few flaps of pink dust from her wings. Jai watched that in fascination for a few seconds before he also got up in the carriage. He gave another wave to the Akamine. “And thank you for ordering us a mount, Tsubasa-san.”

Takamatsu saw Yinito speak as she tried to wipe Isekai's tears, he had pick the little girl four years ago from a pile of corpse just after his wife died. "am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them.

“Nii-san! Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Tokyo?” the young girl called out, half in protest. “Ah… yeah, haha,” Heri replied awkwardly. “I already made plans with someone, Akari-chan. I was worried I wouldn’t have enough time.” Akari’s gaze immediately shifted to Sakura. “Nii-san… who’s she?” she asked innocently. Sakura quickly stepped in to introduce herself, not wanting things to become awkward. “Kitagawa Sakura. Nice to meet you.”