Kakashi X Shizune Novels & Stories

First pleaded at Izaya, leaned forward, begging with her whole body. Izaya just stared absent-mindedly at those pleading eyes. He sat on his knees. Both hands propped on his lap with his straight face. It was then, that the loom of shadow darkened First’s vision and the ground. As Izaya watched Eagle and Hisoka through the corner of his spoke from a distance he tried eavesdropping to hear their sacred conversation when he felt a hand gripping his shoulder and a hot breath on his ear. “Bro.” He swallowed as he realized his body was pressed against that person. “You’re here, Shizuo?” Turning his head.

Kir continued to drink, but something felt off this time… That’s when it hit Kir, the unmistakable pull, the feeling of sparks flickering against her skin. Kir released Kaoru and backed away slowly. “Kir… I can explain.” Kaoru whispered but Kir turned and looked at Asher. Asher looked between Kir and Kaoru before snarling angrily.

Fukada exclaimed, scrambling to dress. "Why bother with him?" mumbled Miko sleepily. "I'm going to kill him, that's why," Fukada grunted angrily. Though Miko was still weak from exhaustion, she managed to rise, her face twisted with anger. "Then let's kill that bastard!" she snapped, starting to dress along with Fukada. Meanwhile, other ninjas had already rushed outside. Seeing Kiran and Yvonne together, Aoki blinked her beautiful single eyelids curiously, a sparkle of intrigue in her eyes.

“Sorry! I’m late!” Zen huffed when he arrived at the guild’s meeting. Akiko and Liu Feng were sipping tea, and Sasha shot him a glare. With two highly dangerous people sitting near her, she couldn’t leave the room to find Zen as what she wanted. Thankfully, nothing happened while he was in the kitchen.

Even a year later his effect on him remained the same. “It’s so good to see you!” His sexy demeanor hadn’t changed either. Searching for something to say other than “You look good,” my gaze found Zen, who silently watched the exchange. “Ian, this is Mr. Zen Kirishima. He’s Yoshiyuki Hatori’s business partner.” “You’re Japanese?” he asked with genuine curiosity. Then he began greeting him in Nihongo. Kaz stood up and took his hand. He murmured something about speaking the language beautifully and he giggled. Before I could feel jealousy at having another man touch him, I noticed the large diamond on his finger. Immediate hurt smacked me upside the head.