Novel & Cerita Genos X Tatsumaki

“Your wolf isn’t normal. And Lisa is going to come after that. We need to know what it is capable of, and we need you to know too.” Xavier finally looked at me. His eyes softened, just a little. “It’s your decision,” he said quietly. “But if you choose it… I’ll be the one training you. No one else touches you. Not while we don’t know what you are, and what you can do.” I didn’t trust my voice. So I stepped closer to him, placing my palm over his heart. It beat hard beneath my hand. “For our family,” I whispered. “For us,” he corrected gently.

Genad responded flatly, “You’re not planning on giving him… her up are you?” Its smile could practically be felt within the darkness on being called out and soon he burst out into a deep laughter. “No, of course not, but you’re still gonna help me because that’s the best decision and that’s the type of person you are.” “Since you seem to know me so much…. Who are you?” “Me? You can call me, Zero.” A/N:

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.

His eyes were full of grey which did not match either to his mother or his father unlike his older brother's which were electric blue just like his mother. Isabella could pinpoint that the older boy was definitely Marco but where was the younger boy. Where was Marco's family? Where is the younger brother he was so concerned about? And why did the young boy looked so much like dexter? When Isabella was keeping the frame back. She also found an empty case of a lens. Apparently a mafia leader wouldn't look good with glasses so he preferred lenses but then she found something that she knew was going to be her way out of this place.

“That's what I've been calling my dad for as long as I can remember. It's meant to be a joke, since we're wolves. My mom's Mama Wolf.” “How did you end up with Gummy Bear?” “She never could get enough of them.” “Well actually nice to meet you, Mr Sakata. I'm Takumi, Takumi Rengoku and you can expect me to call your daughter Mrs Rengoku in the future and maybe a few grandchildren.” “One word of advice, if I find out that you had your hands on my daughter, you can expect to be six feet under in the future.” “Wow, they have the same way of looking like they're about to murder someone.” Takumi thought.

"It's not my fault we have such a great resemblance. Well, he shouldn't have touched you in the first place. I'll talk to him when he gets back." "You better do, or I do that myself." I sighed heavily. "He's a good kisser too, just like you are." I admitted. I didn't lie when I said that, Xender is such a good kisser and fucker too. Who would have thought it wasn't Xavier in the first place. Trying to remember his face, I end of thinking of Xavier. I'm definitely not gonna find out who is who, at least not now. They both share the same tatoo on their left arm, with a moon shaped mark by the right side of their necks.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

I smiled smugly, which made Beyza shake her head. "You're just like Kai. Your brilliant brains and him bring trouble." Beyza snorted in annoyance. "Okay, it's Kai's 30th birthday. He was in Osaka when he got the gold card, and he came straight to me, to meet Ozgur. I don't know the details." Beyza's words stopped. "But what I do know is that the Tama written on the card is Kai's late adoptive brother. Yeah, Tama. An abbreviation of Takeshi Akuma's name. Him's mother is from Germany, so he sometimes uses German."

Aki and Temujin nodded grimly. “Who else is there?” Temujin asked. “Well, there’s your old enemy Ganzorig. There’s this bomb expert and firebug, Zonghuo. Lastly, there’s Zaterra who’s a… nobody. He doesn’t have any clan or ki powers because he was an orphan from the Far West. He wields crescent moon knives and claims to be the pioneer of a technique he calls the Drunken Fist. Personally, I think it’s just his excuse to drink a lot.”

He braved a step forward, then pulled out the sword on his waist and demanded, “Who are you?!” “Who am I?” The swordsman’s face was ice cold. He wiped his blade with his sleeve and replied calmly, “I am Kaito Yamaguchi of the Shindan Way. Mr. Josh has done me a great favor.” “I will kill you for murdering his entire family today, Harvey York!” “Do you have the courage to fight back?!” “Kaito Yamaguchi?!” Tyson’s expression changed frantically. “The curator of Mordu’s Shindan Way Kendo Hall?!”