Hiro Sohma Novels & Stories

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

Before she could even stand up straight, Harvey sent her flying with a rough kick and kept her lying on the deck like a dead dog. Sakura was so infuriated, she almost broke a tooth from gritting her teeth so harshly. “You’re only this arrogant because you don’t know who my sensei is, Harvey!” “He’s Akio Yashiro! The legendary Akio Yashiro!” “Are you scared now?” However, Harvey remained emotionless even after hearing the name. He felt nothing. Whether it be the Emperor of Island Nations or Akio Yashiro, they were nobodies undeserving of his attention.

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

He said and Jiroo and Ayu burst out into fits of loud laughter. "Yes, Hera. He's Tanjirou." Jiroo said between his laughter and points at himself. "And I'm Inosuke and Ayu is Zenitsu." "And Nami is Nezuko." Ayu added and they laughed even harder that Liam soon joined them and his grip on my waist loosened. "Do you think I'm in a mood for your silliness?" "No, I'm s-sorry." Liam said and slapped Jiroo's arm before he tried to hold me but I swat his hands away. "C'mon babe, I really took care the demon earlier that's why I wasn't inside."

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

Diego lost it when the girl he liked came and started playing with my hair; I only added fuel to the fire by wiggling my eyebrows with a smug look on his face, which of course angered him more, that little bitch went out brought an electric razor and shaved off my beautiful hair one night, right before some college dance or festival "You're not going to touch my hair. Dude, who are you talking to, is someone coming with you?. HEY, DON'T TELL ME YOU HAVEN'T CAUGHT A PLANE YET. Haru and Hiroto are on their way already "As much as we want to be there from Adam, we have our lives to attend to. Hiroto even has a kid on the way, we're hoping it to be a girl so that we can spoil the little princess

This is perhaps, a prologue about the secret of my partner who hasn’t acknowledged me yet— Kuroyuki Shiroha. Also a very slight reveal of my mysterious background. ’Once registered, your ID will be set as ‘Anonymous #2207’. Is that okay?′ Yes. WELCOME TO KUROYUKI SHIROHA`S FANCLUB~!!! Kuroyuki Shiroha (黒雪 白羽) Race: Human

In the long time, he knew Kurosaki-san, he had never seen her step back from someone until Iori. Lifting the glass of whiskey in question, Haruki nodded and he poured him a drink. The man shot it back in one mouthful not even wincing at the burn. Just like Jun did moments before. There was something about seeing someone suffer like Iori that got him to the core, and he needed the shot of alcohol to keep the demons at bay. “Thanks, I needed that…” Haruki said and Jun poured him another glass, “ I needed it too,” Jun responded.

It was more than just his looks – it was the way he carried himself, the air of quiet confidence that seemed to radiate from him. As the night wore on and the bar began to empty, Shirosaki found himself growing more and more restless. He kept stealing glances at the stranger, his heart racing each time their eyes met. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he excused himself from Akira and made his way over to the man. "Hi," Shirosaki said, his voice coming out more breathless than he intended. "I'm Shirosaki. I don't think we've met." The man smiled, a slow, dangerous curve of his lips that sent a shiver down Shirosaki's spine. "Hirato," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Hirato Shuu."

However, Monica was still polite and tried to hide it. Shirosaki, who was kicked by Chihiro, had a flush on his face and he seemed to be very excited. Monica realized the term "hentai" could be applied to someone for the first time. Monica suddenly remembered that Chihiro had told him yesterday that although Sakurasou was a school-affiliated dorm, it was privately run and not all the students were living in this place which meant... "Monica, although this guy is a bit disgusting, his name is Shirosaki Shizuru. He lives in Sakurasaou and he's also a well-known novelist. He will be your neighbor from now on."