Novel & Cerita Different Eyes In Naruto

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

"Look at Kit for me.” Mitsuhide's eyebrow rose, but he did as his father asked. He waited as he looked at the small woman who was there beside him. "What now?” Mitsuhide asked. "Look at the camera,” His father said. As some as he did, his father smiled. "That was all I needed to know.” "What?” Mitsuhide asked. "Mitsu, the answer is in your eyes,” Kit softly said. "What answer?” he asked. "Mitsu, your eyes change color when they look at me,” she said. "They soften and become even more golden; it is how I knew you meant what you said,”

Everyone else is calm and collected as if nothing out of the ordinary is going on. I glance back over at the crying infant, her little eyes filled with tears that roll down her fawn-coloured cheeks. It’s the first time I’ve seen her eyes, and I can’t help but feel surprised as I take in their appearance. They’re intense, like pools of lava formed by a dazzling gold around the pupil that bleeds into a vibrant crimson red. As a Goddess, I had expected her to be born with silver eyes like the other Gods, but instead, they are the perfect mix of her mother’s golden eyes and the blood red that once signified Oshmin’s curse.

Her eyes were happily staring at Mino while her small hands tried to reach the face of the man who was holding her. Her eyes... They were so exquisite that I couldn't explain why my heart was racing so fast. The one on the left is blue, while the one on the right is red. I'm trembling a lot for reasons I'm not sure of. "I can assure you that if you want to live and be my vision, you will be able to gaze at and hold the child," the Goddess spoke again, which relaxed my system. The vision brightened again, but it was Mino who registered in it while he was still submerged.

I recognised the one with yellow eyes from earlier as Ashina and the other had a neon green eye colour, which was the mark of the Delta, Lowell. They reach us and immediately bow their heads, I turn to see Volk’s eyes are a blood red. They were bowing to their Alpha.

The weight of their gazes bore down on me, amplifying the turmoil within. I could see the intensity in Nate's eyes as he looked at me. They were like two pools of molten amber, glowing with a mixture of determination and longing. The flickering light from the nearby torches danced in his irises, adding an ethereal glow to their depths. There was a depth to his gaze that seemed to hold a thousand untold stories, a silent promise of a connection yet to be fully explored.

Suddenly I wonder how many people visit her and if she would survive without visitors bringing her food. Once she’s done unpacking she takes the old rocking chair and sits opposite of me. Her left eye is mother-of-pearl, no iris or pupil, just one multi-coloured white-ish ball. Her right eye is dark brown, almost black. It is said that the nacré eye lets her see into the nether world and the realm of the moon goddess. Her other eye lets her see this world. During my past visits I got the distinct feeling that she was looking at me through her right eye. Today it seems that she is using both eyes. When she catches me staring at the nacré eye she cackles lightly.

My eyes met with his stormy raging ones—ones which looked like a war was going on inside them. "Your eyes.." I found myself saying. "they're so pretty," It was like magic, in an instant, those eyes fueling with rage dissolved in a blink. Dead eyes with no sign of life in them instantly boomed color, brown. My eyes widened as I realized. I had just unlocked Naren's real eyes color. He blinked. Not once. But twice. But enough for me. He snatched his hands away like my legs now burned him. He rose to his feet, a scowl playing on his lips. "I don't care if you hit them again," he growled.

"Hey…" I heard his soothing voice as he gently took my hands, which were still covering my tear-streaked face. I remained hunched over, tears flowing silently. I waited for him to speak, my breath hitching with anticipation, as he continued to hold my hands. Slowly, I allowed myself to look at him through my blurry vision. His eyes, up close, held a tenderness that contrasted sharply with the turmoil in my heart. His eyes were unique, bearing no resemblance to Ares. They were deep and soulful, framed by thick eyebrows and long eyelashes that matched the intensity of his gaze.

“Plus, I think it will come in handy for you.” Suddenly, he captures my chin between two fingers and lifts my head until our eyes are locked in a trance. The captivating orange in his left eye has the sunset flashing in my mind while his right eye of a dark red colour was hypnotic, drawing my soul closer into the sea of red. His voice was soft and gentle, his confession only for my ears. “My left eye can see the past and my right eye can see the future.” “Can you see mine?” I breathed out, shock rippling through my body as goosebumps arose.