Heyoka Meets Heyoka Novels & Stories

AY‌ANA’s‍ face appears on screen—pale, bald, b‍ut smiling genuinely‍ for⁠ the f⁠irst time in weeks. AYANA: (th​rough screen) “Mama​! You‍ had⁠ t‌h⁠e bab‍y!⁠” SARAH: “‍I did, sweethear​t. Meet you⁠r‌ ba​by si⁠ster, Amara.” AMON⁠ turns the camera to show AMAR‌A in MIRIAM’s‍ arms. AYANA’s eyes widened with wo‌nd‌e⁠r.‍

I replied all cheered up, I stood up immediately and in a hurried way and bent before him. "So what are you-" before he could finish his sentence Kyo park popped in. "Hey, who's this cutie~~?" Kyo said smiling at me. I chuckled, tugging a strand of my hair behind my ear, and replied "hehe... Well I'm Hikari Yi. A pleasure to meet you!" I bowed to show gratitude! "Ya so as I was saying what are you doing here-" as taehyung tried to finish his earlier cut sentence Kenma barged in!

"Fuck me! Yes! Ohhh, yes! Like that! Deep! Deep! Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh!" Amber’s voice joined hers in a long, overlapping scream. "YESSS! OOOHHH! YESSSS! OH FUCKKKKKK, I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! YES! JUST LIKE THAT! OHHHH!"

“YAHOOO!!!!…more beer here!!..and more meat!!!..”. (San Da Hee-PD) “OOOHHH!!!…DRINK!..DRINK!!!!..DRINK!!!!…ONE SHOT!!!!!…YEAH!!!!!…”. (Kim Jeon Ma)

A feeling of being welcomed. “Sakura-chan,” Yuriko said, her voice warm, gentle. She began telling her side of the story. Of how years ago, she and her husband signed up for a local Meguro ward program called Meet Japanese Family—an initiative to host international students. Many came and went. Some stayed a meal or two, then disappeared. Then came Heri. A young exchange student who could barely speak Japanese. But he tried. With dictionaries and apps, he made conversation, although struggling. He stayed. He listened. He laughed.

She mumbled while laughing. Soon she heard a familiar voice, “Yoda!? Yoda, where are you, buddy?” A male voice shouted. “Hank?” She mutters to the figure on the other side of the fence. Hank walked towards the fence and saw her through the gap. “Latton?” “Yes, hi? You live around here?” She asks while watching Yoda digging another hole near the fence. “Yes, I live next door,” he replied while squatting, trying to get Yoda to stop digging.

People gasped. Heather Russell. My name echoed in my ears. WHAT!? WHAT THE HELL!? FUTURE WIFE!? I screamed in my mind.

Jai reached out his hand again to the boy. Haku took his hand with a smile. “Nice to meet you. My name is Haku. What is your name?” Jai laughed and played along. “Hello, Haku. My name is Jai. Let’s be good friends, shall we?” Haku widened his eyes.