Itachi Middle Finger Novels & Stories

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

said Tyr, lifting his middle finger and pointing it at Kirin. What happened in the next second made Kirin feel creeped out.

No. His gaze is piercing right through me, he seems angry, I suppose? But then he smiles, his smile is worth dying for, I smile back and it's the sweetest thing in the world when he smiles at me, when smiles for me, when he smiles because of me. I feel as though I'm the luckiest girl in this entire universe. "Kyo" I spoke "I think my pinkie is shorter than yours" I said putting forward my right hand. Kyo is famous as the member with the shortest little finger.

It would be even more convincing if he had a cigarette butt in his mouth. I still kept my mouth shut. The only thing moving on my face were my slow blinking eyes. "Haa. You're brave enough." Sir Thebet raised the bridge of his glasses with his middle finger. It was very offensive, except there was no rude sign of raising the middle finger in this world. I'm sure Sir Thebet used his middle finger not because he understood the implicit meaning of his action. “Tch, a lowly woman who only drain Lord Dylan's energy.” Sir Thebet muttered, but his voice was clear enough for me to hear.

"Tell Ichiro to kill Kiran." "Ichiro, he, he..." Aida stammered. "What's wrong with him?" Yasuda asked angrily. "Kiran, just kill me!" Ichiro begged, his voice pleading. On the other end, Yasuda was stunned, "Ichiro, you..." "Yasuda, sir, I've become a cripple!" Ichiro's voice was full of frustration and helplessness. "A cripple?" Yasuda thought he had misheard. Aida had already turned the phone camera towards Ichiro and the kneeling samurai.

It didn't affect them. "How come" I mumbled with a confused facial expression. They read my facial expressions and they all raised up their boots in unison exposing the sole which was covered with thick rubber which acted as an insulator to the electricity. They all made an evil smirk feeling good. I ain't going down easily. I threw larger balls of electricity like chidori( Naruto fans can relate) toward them.

she whined, tugging on his arm. Darius? His icy blue eyes drifted to the barbie, and there was a sharpness to them. Annoyance? His gaze returned to me and briefly to the worn tan backpack I’d used sewn on patches to hide holes. His lips turn up ever so slightly. “Uchiha,” was all his deep voice said before he stepped around me and his barbie girlfriend had to struggle to keep up in her sky-high heels. Uchiha? I was confused until I looked at my bag and remembered that I had recently patched it with the Uchiha crest from the Naruto manga and anime. Does he know it?

my mother introduced to me. Itsuki was an attractive male from Nippon who could have been... in fact a male idol. His aesthetic ran similar to one of the modern ages. With an oversized denim jacket and black jumpsuit. He matched his outfit with combat boots. He had the rich dark hair of his ancestors and pale skin. His hair was cut just into his eyes that hid how dark they were from me. Itsuki's mate was Aoki. I could sense it. They were paired entirely by fate herself.

I said. *** I went to my personal training ground and started training. Maltilda saw mw training and said, "you are training to kick some badass, what I would expect from you Glow." "Thank you very much, but now I need this training," I said. "Your left hand is a wooden and metal arm, you use Tadara to keep it in check, why not attach a real arm there?" She suggested. "My arm got squashed by the Sharingan of the merman," I answered.

Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor. "Oh?" Monica raised his eyebrow and said, "Is it because of a pinch grip?" Fusae was surprised by Monica's ability to deduct someone's ability. She quickly nodded and said, "Yes, it is because of his pinch grip that he can tear anything." Monica nodded and asked, "What about the other one?"