Gaara Tattoo Naruto Novels & Stories

Darius shot his brother a scathing look, but Draven didn't flinch. “What tattoo?” Darius pressed, his voice cold. I wiped off the tears hastily and cleared my throat as I forced myself to speak. I needed to save him. “They normally have a red bird tattoo. The man I saw had it, if he's one of them he would have the tattoo behind his ears,” I answered. Darius frowned and stared at his guards, giving them a curt nod. I watched as they searched my father, yanking his head to the side and pulling at his collar for any sign of a tattoo but there was nothing.

Sirius growled. I side-eyed Austin unsure of the guard mark Sirius had mentioned. Seeing the confusion in my eyes, he neared my ear and said, “It's a red line tattoo; put on your inner ankle, and when you complete all the training, it will look like this. He then pulled up his pants leg to show me a small red arrow right above his ankle bone. “The black bow is for mastery, so you don't have to concern yourself with that,” he said firmly, and I huffed.

She blinked and met his innocent eyes, waiting patiently for a genuine reply. “To be sincere, it does seem disturbing a little bit, but I think it's also a cool tattoo, why don't you show it off sometime”. She replied with a smile. “Never!” “Is it just on the arm, right?” She asked. “No… I have on my arms then my whole back covered, it's stupid how could I have done that to my skin! It gives people wrong impressions about me in the changing room”. He said in annoyance. Hinata swallowed tightly.

’ And, nothing has ever felt so good than having people there for you. "Do you notice anything about his appearance?" Gia asks, interested. "Well," I try to rack my brain, conjuring up the memory of his face, his face was covered with a cloak, so it was harder, but then I remember, "A tattoo, he had a tattoo of a raven bird on his wrist." "Wow. That's sick." Gia rolls her eyes. “So, where were we?” Chiara smiles, taking a muffin from the plate. Clearly, she doesn't want to talk about the man, it's making us all uncomfortable so I don't blame her.

Paul added, obviously uncomfortable with the tears. I covered my whole face as I hunched over slightly, sobbing into them. A sign of an elite warrior, one that had been trained and passed their tests, was a tattoo. It spread from shoulder, across the back and to the other shoulder. Each one was slightly different, tailored to the warrior but within a pack, there was always a specific design. It meant the world to me that they would gift me this. “Skylar.” Someone took my hands and held them. Carl was on one knee in front of me. He was smiling as reached up and brushed tears from my cheek.

Just before the performer climaxed, he raised his hip a bit, lifting Mia up with his hand behind her back. He was planning on emptying everything so deep inside her, barely anything would be left slipping out. But the second he did, I noticed something on his lower thigh. A little family inscription. It was the Japanese symbol… “絆” A tattoo. A very familiar one at that. I knew this, because I had the same one. As if to confirm I wasn't seeing things, I looked down at myself, just beside my soaked pussy, and met the same tattoo on the underside of my thigh.