Kakashi Hatake Hair Novels & Stories

She knew it would be useless to resist because no matter what, Gilbert would only view her as pretentious. Kisa's hair was all stuck and covered in raw eggs. It was messy and dirty. Gilbert briefly rinsed her hair with water and used a comb to comb her hair gently. She did not have a lot of hair, but it was also not little. It was long and soft. The black hair made her neck look fair. Gilbert seemed to like Kisa's hair a lot since he focused on carefully combing it. It took quite a while for him to comb out her hair. He then shampooed it and began scrubbing.

With each step, the skirt swirled around him, showcasing his confidence and individuality. His shoulder-length hair was expertly gathered and styled into a sleek, low bun at the nape of his neck. Each strand was carefully smoothed back, accentuating the natural shine and texture of his locks. A few loose tendrils framed his face delicately, adding a touch of softness to the overall look. Luke stood out effortlessly, a true embodiment of style and grace amidst the gala's elite.

Possessing curly hair, a staff which was close to no use, and a garment that signified simplicity. Although he possesses no ornament but, out of all his wears, there is just one idea in the sense of wears which puts Arakah on another level. His hair pin. Not your typical two inches hair clip, rather as detailed, seen as a ten inches long thin pin. This has been used twice by Arakah, on John and on Daniel. DEATH

“You mean ‘that’ list?” Chie nodded her head with a smile. “What’s his name?” Kiyo sighed internally, knowing there’s nothing she could do to stop her best friend. “His name is Haato. We call him Haato-kun.” Chie gasped softly. “Haato-kun. And his hair is red, like a blooming heart.” Chie moaned softly. “What a perfect combination.” “If you say it like that, yeah, but I don’t really see him as perfect.” Kiyo said.

I gave her a brief nod and stalked towards the dressing table, hitching on a stool. Layla made sure to style my hair beautifully and daringly. Unlike other she-wolves who wore their hair the same pack design, I was a bit defiant. I wore my home pack's style of braids - the upper half of the hair is made into a french twist while the second-half will be curled beneath my shoulders. As usual, the people would be outraged for bringing a strange style but Kaiden didn't mind. , he loved it. He always gave me this intense look whenever our eyes met and I'd fall in love with him all over again.

Also to those that happened to have similar hair color to mine, all of them will always tend to carefully mind their behaviour. Sure, to be real, my Silver hair, is not really uncommon in Fantasma, where even blue haired color is something that can come naturally. So demanding such respect from other people is rather a stretch, but it’s not that I can police everyone about it, it was just their believe and I can just go around being a pain in the ass because of a small matter. Still I can certainly be sure that even if someone happened to have a silver hair, mine can never be duplicated, because the style and luster of my hair is unique only to me, Even T.A.S said so, so, if a system said th

The long hair was even more beautiful than mine, moreover it had a mixed color of sky blue, copper and silver. The hair was so beautiful... I was still holding my wound, then I got up and stood up. Without realizing it, my hand touched the hair from behind. While the owner of the hair turned to me, so that made me so surprised. Right now, I know the face of the man with the hair that I admire so much. "You, Hyun Ki?!" My eyes opened wide, I recognized that it was Xiao Hyun Ki, the Prince of Hell.

Her hair was still half wet. His eyebrows furrowed and he went towards her "Seriously, wake--" He paused and looked at her wet hair carefully. He picked up the half pink half blonde bunch of hair. He quickly ran, went to the bathroom and grabbed the diffuser. He dried the hair and combed them till their ends. "This is," Kirito said as he looked at her hair which curled into pink blonde locks like a double helix "So pretty." She opened her eyes slowly and looked at him. Then she got up suddenly "Hiomi--Welcome back home." She got from the bed "I didn't make dinner-- I'll just--"

- Do you want to talk about it? - Yeah... I think I need your advice,' he sighs with a look of defeat on his face as he runs his hands through his silver hair.' Yeah, Kratos is a beauty of nature. He's a Norwegian wolf, born with hair ranging in shades from white to silver-grey. He wears it long, as does his beard, which is always neatly trimmed. - 'Darling, I need to speak with Kratos, I say to James to get him to let me move.'

KAGE 'Greetings, Alpha Kage.' The first words she said to me replayed in my head like a cursed refrain. In a month, I was meant to be celebrating my longtime lover, the last thing I expected was to be disturbed by thoughts of 'her.' It couldn't be easy to forget her when she looked like 'that.' Like the mate I was forcing my mind to believe was dead. She was Belly in an upgraded version. The version I never got to see. Her hair was the most unique I'd ever seen. Such length and color; especially the ash dusting the tips of the charcoal gray. First glance at that hair and one would think she was a goddess.