Hinata Dan Sakura Novels & Stories

“It’s good. It’s going to be classical Japanese music mixed with pop. I think it’s called ‘Sakura Sakura.’” “What?” Sebastian snapped, turning his azure-blue eyes to Jane, his face tense. Jane was taken by surprise by his abrupt query. She swallowed nervously and said, “It’s called ‘Sakura Sakura.’” Then she had to explain further, thinking he didn’t know or understand. “The song depicts springtime, when cherry blossoms bloom, sir.” “Yes, of course. I know that,” Sebastian said. He took a deep breath then. Shit! Why was he in such a bad mood? Why was he so agitated?

Her gaiety answered his question so he asked another. "Where to this fine morning my dear?" Shinja replied with what looked to have been a smile on her face. "Silver asked me out on a date." "You have grown so much dear. Be careful Shinja." She knew what he meant by the warning. He had always told her about purity and its importance in a relationship. She nodded. "I hope you two go to the secret garden. That place does wonders. It can make you grow fonder of Silver." Shinja's scrunched her nose in confusion.

his eyes widened, "Yeah I know but that isn't even the weird thing, they're dating now and I'm a little conflicted about it, to be honest I don't like it at all-" "Okay," Hinata interrupted, "I'm gonna repeat what you just said to me so I can get a better grasp of it and so you can hear what you're saying." he stopped to take a sip of his iced tea then proceeded to repeat the exact same thing I said to him. "Yes, that's exactly right."

The loose robe could not conceal her slender figure and fair skin. Sakura was in awe at this moment, and she opened her small mouth slightly. She seemed to be stunned by Hector’s swordsmanship, and she had forgotten how to applaud. After putting down the long sword, Hector walked to the side and began to wash his hands. Then, he slowly wiped his hands with a towel. After everything was done, Hector said indifferently, “Sakura, have you people from the Island Nation heard of a saying, Gilding the lily?”

Time passed quickly, the entrance ceremony ended, Tachibana Hana waved her hand toward Monica again, but it was Sorata who was excited. Looking at this idiot, Monica decided to ignore him for now, but then, he didn't notice that there was another harem protagonist inside this hall that seemed to be jealous when he saw how Tachibana Hina was waving her hand toward the direction of Monica since even an idiot could tell who Tachibana Hina was waving her hand for.

Namio watched him for a moment longer before quickly leaving. Inside Cyber Island, Hana was observing the rhythm of movement of the purple flowers in front of her. She had only entered here for 2 minutes, and they had attacked her in unison. They seemed to have a hunch and could guess Hana's direction. More specifically, Hana burned them all with Worn, but after, each flower grew as fast as a mushroom. After each time, their attack ability became faster and more robust. Hana recalled the book Henry had given her, based on which she knew it was a Blue Or flower whose mission was to protect Helix fruit.

As I went closer to the grave, I could see fireflies hovering around the grave as if through their light they were still mourning Mayu’s death. My heart suddenly felt heavy as the memories attached to her graves came to me. The only person in the memories of the grave was Hikari. Hikari knelt before Mayu’s grave and offered her the flowers and maple leaves. Wisteria were Hikari’s favourite flowers and maple leaves were Mayu’s favourite. Through those memories, I came across a promise that Hikari made to Mayu before her death. In the memory, Mayu said in her fading voice —

"Not you guys too..." Hanako and her group took me on campus tour as instructed by Furukawa-sensei. It was marvellous. Aside from the P.E. grounds, they took me behind the school building. I looked around but found nothing out of the ordinary except that there was a huge tree standing mighty against the Sun. It was a Sakura tree with blooms so bright that it almost appeared as if they were rivaling the sun's golden shine in their own way. Simply put, the view was gorgeous. Hanako hopped around the tree joyfully. "This is the very reason why the school is really popular. The legendary Sakura! Though it just appears as a regular tree, there's a very good legend behind it."

According to my mother, inventing a nickname for me was not very difficult. Exactly 24 years ago, on March 28, my parents decided to throw a hanami party for their friends. Hanami parties, or cherry blossom viewing parties, are common in Japan. It is a centuries-old practice that prevailed in military countries. Today, hanami parties often consist of having a picnic under the Sakura trees with people eating, drinking, singing, and having fun. People often bring food, have barbecues, or buy food from vendors.

No one will care, she can only blame her mother's unfortunate fate. Near the crystal frozen river, there's a humongous and tall tree called 'sakura', the only tree that living in this place. Its big and long branches curved and twisted in an enchanting way were covered in a pile of snow. A group of crows flaps their wings and cowed on top of the large branches while watching the two kids busily covered the hole in soil using the shovels.