Inner Sakura Shippuden Novels & Stories

The butterflies in my belly flapped happily. “Thanks for saying yes.” He whispered against my lips. I kissed him, “you know there was no way I would have said no.” “It's still expected of me to ask.” He grinned. Sighing, I placed my head on his chest, letting him rock me slowly. My life didn't have to end awfully in the end. I have been reborn to take the place of my father, and fight for the eternal freedom of my people. I am the reborn Luna Kira and I have come to live.

At five o'clock, Sazkia was finished with her dawn prayers. She immediately folded the veil and walked towards the black backpack which She placed next to the place where She slept. She took the powder and rubbed it thinly on her face. She wears a black head scarf, as a suit for the Gajah Mungkur campus uniform, her favorite campus.

“It’s for us girls, Conrad-san.” “Huh?” Conrad stared at her. “But what about us?” “Sorry, Conrad,” Sakura said teasingly. “You’ll have to negotiate with Mary.” “Why, that woman!” Tristan grumbled. “Stealing our darling Sakura away from us just for herself.” “Don’t worry, everyone,” Haruka put in, smiling. “Tachibana-sensei and Ruka-san have planned many things for everyone to do before and after the shooting days.”

Said Sara giving Sekora a tight hug. “Mom, I’m not a weed, I’m a big flower. Said Sekora, crossing her arms. “Oh and which one is that?” asked Sara with a smile. “The Cherry Blossom flower.” Said Sekora returning the smile. “Alright honey, lets go or we will be late.” Said Sara, loading Sekora in the families Honda Civic and shutting door. “Can we listen to the Magical unicorns theme?” asked Sekora. “Once.” Sara replied. “Twice please!” pleaded Sekora holding up two fingers.

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

"Said I was training. Guess I wasn't lying." Sakura scoffed, taking a step closer. The scent of her – a mix of sweat, cherry blossoms, and something uniquely Sakura – hit him like a physical blow. "Training? Is that what you call it? You look more stressed than you were at the great shinobi war!” He swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Look, can we just–"

Ugh. “I’ll just buy some candies,” Miya announced. “Imagine how we’re just a microspeckle in this universe yet we deal with so much pain.” Aiko didn’t know how to respond to that, instead she pulled him towards her. “Goo, the guy you were talking to last night, didn’t you say he’s your basketball teammate in your previous school?” Goo followed her gaze. “Oh, yeah, that’s Kalli. Why? You like him?” He teased.

In my mind? Is this day going to get any worse?. However I decide not to freak out, to at least see where all this is going to. Because I really need answers. Desperately. "Okay, so who are you? And why are you in my head?. Wait...better question. How on Earth are u in my head?" "We share a bond Azura. I can communicate with you through that bond". The sweet voice said again. Is that really necessary? That happens in real life?

They both stare at each other in disgust- “Uweh… It’s you…,” they say at the same time. The girl was another one of his friends named Ayame. She had long black hair and was really beautiful. A slender body to a pretty face. Everyone looked up to her but she never made contact with anyone other than Akihiko since he made contact with her first by calling her something ridiculous. She stood first in academics every single year. Her eyes looked just like Akihiko’s. They were blood red in colour. These were the only human friends he has had from middle school.

"Her name is Sasha and she's very tough." That very moment when Yuki mentioned that name made him froze. It can't be the same Sasha who kicked his balls. It just can't be!