روايات وقصص ضمن Itachi X Kisame

*Third POV* “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

Cai Kang said, breaking the tension and the handshake. Kurai’s attention turned to Cai Kang. “Yeah! I want to see how much stronger you got.” He said. “Hate to interrupt but class is about to start.” Noriko said. All of them walked together and Cai Kang looked at Kurai's expression, it is clear that he is uncomfortable and his hand is already bruising. He then looked at Kazuha's hand. It is clear that she is trying to hide it but shows the same kind of expression as Kurai. If Kurai of all people feels uncomfortable from pain then that means Kazuha is quite strong Those two would make such good friends but also terrible enemies.

Shuji sat on the monoblock chair that he had the staff bring over. "Really busy?" the staff asked Shuji, and he nodded. "Yes, we are in the same place but we don't see each other even when my sibling and I are out for a stroll. Lixue and I only see each other when her dad calls my Papa," Shuji replied as they both turned when his friend Akatsuki called him. Akatsuki smiled as he approached his friend. "How was the rest?" Shuji asked his friend. "It's relaxing, bro that one year of hard work and the body pain disappeared immediately," Akatsuki replied to his friend.

They all love a drink, not a glass or two, if they let it, it would be a party every day, drinking and drinking and drinking nonstop. The Chinese Witch Kagome Hondo and her counterpart whom she met by merging with Kikiyou Hongo, in both versions, she was a mixed-race Italian-Chinese woman who had slanted green eyes and burgundy hair that reached below her knees, she was tall and beautiful, thin with full breasts, but she didn't it was a flower to smell. Kagome lived in reality 85 while Kikiyou lived in reality 86, but they shared the same alternate lives before the end of humanity from any of the planets and realities, until they merged and went to the temples of Zarathanis.

Jamari’s POV My head whips up at the confession Lachesis just made, my eyes widening in surprise. The Fates were the ones responsible for keeping Kenji and I apart the last four years? Anger radiates off of Kenji, his shifting to black obsidian as Ren pushes to the surface, his power swirling around us. “Explain.” They growl as one. I softly place my hand over his on my thigh in an attempt to cool his rising anger. His angry eyes meet mine, small flames dancing far in their depths, reminding me of when Levi gets angry.

Kiran York leaned in and kissed Lady Meiji on the lips. She was taken aback, not expecting him to kiss her. Even though her body was just a shadowy apparition, in that moment of the kiss, they both felt the reality of each other. Lady Meiji's body was cold, but Kiran's mouth was warm. Their two months together had created a deep understanding and a tacit connection between them. As they kissed, a fusion of ice and fire, cold and warmth, emerged from their bodies. This fusion began small but grew stronger, especially around Lady Meiji, as a force seemed to gather from Saintess Mountain. What started slowly soon intensified like a storm.

if I can recall his name is Seisaju he's one of the forth Strongest Kiyosaku. Seisaju : Well Shinjuku we're here. Shinjuku : Yessss Now let the games begin. S1 E10 "Life or Death"

“By the way, are you aware that the Takahashi brothers are a split reincarnation of Nurarihyon?” I push away from him and look at him incredulously. “What?! How is that possible? They don’t have any scent on them but human!” I ask, bewildered at the thought. Itsamu seems so sweet; how could he possibly be a yokai leader? Itsuki, I am more inclined to believe since he exudes a dangerous aura, yes but not Itsamu! I wonder if my sisters know this; I doubt they would tell me their husband’s secrets, not that it’s any of my business knowing anyway.

Kai opened his mouth. Nothing useful came out. Alex took a long, slow breath and didn't pretend he wasn't enjoying the way the room smelled right now. "Who even are you?" Kai said it like a genuine question. Like the person in front of him didn't match any version he'd built in his head. Fair. "Last night you weren't complaining," Alex pointed out. "I was mid-heat!" "Here's the thing about that." Alex tilted his head. "A single night. One knotting session, half of it artificial. Your heat shouldn't have snapped shut that cleanly. That's not how omega biology works."

We found a cute little Italian joint, my wife was craving carbs, and I wasn't going to deny her. Sitting at a table alone, drinking a glass of wine, was Takashi Hatake. As we were shown to our table, it was like all the wind was knocked out of us. Yūri froze, her entire body going stiff as a board as her eyes narrowed with hatred at her father.