Hinata Dan Sakura Novels & Stories

"You owe me a foot massage." Higan led me passed the trees and into a clear and grassy place that gave view to the nature below us. I stood in a daze as I drunk in our surrounding and marveled at how breathtaking the scenery was. The cloudless sky was a light shade of blue and it made the view more picturesque. "Whoa," I breathed and smiled at Higan. He smiled back. "Beautiful, isn't it?" "Totally." I got my phone and took some pictures.

However, Kim Jae appreciates the girl's good intentions. "Okay, I'll keep this paper from you," said Kim Jae friendly. The girl bowed again briefly, then left Kim Jae. For a moment Kim Jae saw the young man's back which was getting further away. "Hmm... easy prey. I could use it to take revenge on Takahashi," he muttered. *** Koganei Park, Tokyo, Japan. It's March 27th, Koganei Park is full of people doing 'hanami'. Hanami is the tradition of having a group picnic while enjoying the blooming cherry blossoms in spring, usually they lay out a mat under the cherry blossom tree.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

Snowflakes fall, accumulating on the ground and covering the grasses and soils that were once exposed, as well as some parts of the houses and trees that no longer have thriving leaves. Finally, Spring arrives. Life is restored. The once-lost nature returns, and the beauty that had faded is replenished. Butterflies announce their presence as most animals begin to emerge. Love blossoms, and so does life. It's like a cycle that rotates endlessly, and Lui Xian experiences it all by Wu Luan's side. He obediently stayed in the palace, and Rushan occasionally visited to keep him company. He witnessed the passing of each day and night. Although he felt blissful, Rushan would sometimes catch him sta