Captain Ukitake Novels & Stories

I'm certain Haruka will drool over this boy. Because who wouldn't when he looks like Captain Tezuka of Seigaku in the movie The Prince of Tennis? Yay! The no-glasses version. But he is as tall and as handsome as Captain Tezuka. However, Rizal is more macho than the anime character. Yummy! "I don't know yet, sir. Agent July said she would be back soon though," the man replied. When I heard July’s name, I got excited. ‘Eh, why are you happy?’ Shut up, brain!

"Gotcha!" Yuka, a level six warrior emperor, stepped forward and unleashed her spiritual energy.

All the three Slayers could see was the illusion of him dusting off Yuriko’s blades. “Now, so we would not be criticized as bad hosts… Sasha, please entertain the Captain. Aki, you have already met Ms. Kirishima. It would be a shame if you two did not do some real kunoichi bonding. And Temujin, you remember our old friend Ganzorig?” Finally, Koumori-shishou stood up. “Leave the rest to me.” “Why ye pompous dress-wearin’ almsman!” Zaterra shouted.

“Rayle said it was serious.” “Yes,” Rayle replied, his tone quieter. “But take it easy on him. He’s been through a lot.” Behind Kenji, I heard Mitsuki’s softer, gentler tone. “Is he okay?” I could picture Mitsuki’s worried expression already. Mitsuki was the soft-hearted one in our group, an omega who’d always been more empathetic than anyone else I knew. He hated seeing people suffer, and sometimes his worry was almost suffocating, but it always came from a good place.

Kyoko replied, sharing her knowledge. "Yes, he was destined to become Sandaime (the third leader). His fate was sealed. But during Hayato’s upbringing, Nidaime noticed one fatal flaw—he was too kind-hearted. Hayato-aniki was too easily compassionate. That’s where the three of us came in." Yui pointed to herself, followed by Kenji and Ryu.

I made to speak but halted when the first man gripped the jaw of the lady, pressing hard on it. Fuck! That was it - the last straw. Inhaling a deep breath, I moved. Tugging the man away from the lady, my fingers clutched hard around his neck. Red roared in rage but just then, the voice of Max came in, “He is not worth your energy, Alpha. Permit me to handle him.” Max stepped into the room. The eyes of the men went wide as they found Max. They recognized him as the pack’s Beta. Nice.

“Yo, noticed how our captain has been spending more time on his phone, smiling.” They whistled in agreement. My body tightened, my hands freezing. “Probably a new chick,” another said, “his girlfriend doesn’t make him smile this much.” Another inched closer to him. “So who’s the new chick?” Zane knitted his brows. While I? I kept my eyes on my blank screen. The omega on their team flicked his gaze upward. “Or who's the new guy?” Across from them, my spine locked, my heart thumping.

“Our thirty days are up. “I’ll be there at nine tomorrow.” I looked at the piece of paper. The weight that had been crushing my chest eased up a little. He said, “I know I have no right to ask you to come back. “But the least I can do is stand by you until the very end.” I nodded. “Alright.” There seemed to be something more on his mind. His lips parted and closed silently before he ended up saying, “See you tomorrow, Millie.” I met his gaze. “See you tomorrow, Captain Tanner.”

“Don’t even remotely think I didn’t want this or you. That doesn’t change everything else, though. I am still me, and god damn, I want blood. I want all of this put-down, and so help me god if it was my brother I want to be the one who takes him down.” “My sweet princess turned warrior. I could get used to it, sort of. From Afar,” he said. “So, it’s settled. Stop questioning me every time I say something,” she said,” it’s annoying.” “I’ll try,” Mitsuhide said. They pulled up on base, and the teams were standing around. “Why is Kit here, with the baby?” “Change of plans boys,” she said as she looked for her pack. “Bettison go get my pack.”

His jaw clenched with grim satisfaction. “We heard the explosions and came as fast as we could,” Terry said, his voice low but firm as he approached Roberto. The firelight flickered across his face, casting deep shadows. He glanced toward Captain Juan, nodding in acknowledgment before his eyes settled on the Japanese captives. Captain Juan returned the nod. “We managed to capture their leader, Ichiro Minamoto, but he’s been tight-lipped so far.”