Kiba X Hinata Novels & Stories

Fenriz smiles at this, and after another round of embracing each other, with Homura careful not to touch Arkyn, we set off for Hanabi’s estate. Hanabi is three years older than Homura and six years younger than our eldest sister, Hikari. We haven’t seen Hikari since my father married her off to a powerful man in the Hokkaidō prefecture, so we’re all truly excited to see her when she arrives in a few days. Wait, perhaps Hikari can see what Homura couldn’t! She’s older and has been practicing the art longer than Homura has, so perhaps she can be a better help. Yes, I’ll ask her when I see her this week!

It is like winter never touched the place. They are all in shock. “What in the-” “This is one strong barrier. This is on a completely different level than the one at my place.” Kazuha said. A barrier that keeps out winter? That's impossible. Cai Kang thought. “Who are you?” The whole village then stares at them. Kazuha stepped forward, grabbed her katana and showed it to everyone. “I am the heir apparent, second in line to the Hinagi Clan. I just need to confirm something.” She said. The village is staring at the katana intensely.

As Hikaru gazed at Nozomi’s blissful and satisfied face, the urge to kiss her crept up. “Found you!” Hina’s voice brought his senses back and he caught himself leaning towards Nozomi’s lips. “We’re back!” Hikaru promptly recovered by brushing a nonexistent hair behind Nozomi’s ear, then straightening his posture again. “Took you long enough.” “Is this the best place you could get?” Hina sounded a little disappointed. She was not much taller than Nozomi, so she experienced the same issue. Hikaru checked the time on his phone. “Alright, it’s about time.”

That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?" He was shocked by my question then, “Since you are the only one who successfully killed him, I think that you deserve to know. Each country has its own myths and legend, right? Here in japan are the yokai, and what you killed is their leader. Yes, their leader indeed. The twelve ronins are yokai's, they've been here for a long time now. There is a lot that you need to know.” he paused then, “Want some advice to survive in your work? Better make sure to studies the myths and legends of your next assignment.”

The second man nodded and they both straitened, their matching set of green eyes turning on us. "We thought it appropriate to brief you together since that's how you'll be working." It was the other man that spoke, the one that looked slightly younger than the grey haired monk, though his reddish curls had started to recede, revealing an egg shaped scull. We both nodded, and their gaze turned to me. "Have you been inside Quanu before?" "Yes." "Do you have any connections there?" "Yes." "Who?" I shot an uneasy glance at Burney who nodded.

Xavier smiled and gulped down his drink. Not far from where Xavier was sitting, was Kihara. She was having a drink with her friend Zach. She was feeling very excited as she was drinking. Kihara looked around admiring the nature of the bar. She could see many men kissing and touching some ladies the way they wanted. They were quite bold but that didn't matter as no one paid attention to them. Kihara smiled and looked away as she continued to take the drink. At the moment she had a rather ominous feeling even though she didn't know why she was feeling that way.

Sadie doesn't have many friends in Chicago, so she chose Tianna as her maid of honor and Jessica as a bridesmaid. The way my little brother is planning this wedding one would think it was their wedding. I drew the light when they asked me to wear a cloak with the Hokage's signs on. I wasn't a big fan enough for me to want it for my Wedding theme unfortunately I don't have the heart to say no to Sadie. So, Sadie has gotten a few things so far, it doesn't look so bad. She wants to recreate Naruto and Hinata's wedding that's not so bad. It's Axel's suggestions that make me want to murder him. The guy can't get a fucking hint.

Nothing about him excites me enough to want to spend time with him. A devious thought crawls into my mind and I smile even wider; “No, I don’t mind. I’d like us to talk.” My chest constricts with guilt at the twinkle of excitement in his eyes. He retrieves his phone from his pocket and stretches it towards me; “My name is Hinata. Can I have your number?” I can feel the full weight of Bhyron’s stare on me now. He’s no longer concerned with being discreet. My blood pressure jumps with excitement.

; she was now displaying slow sobs, as those tears couldn't hold in anymore. Kazuma stood there quiet in shock and still trying to process all that he had just heard her say, like who the f**k does that, offers to help and doesn't and also keeps avoiding her. He was now burning in fury. Let him not set his eyes on Renji at this moment or else he might just strangle him dead. He raised his palm, stretched it into the slit spot, right through it, and wiped off the tears that were flowing down Hinata's fluffy cheeks. He looked at her pleadingly wanting her to stop the tears but she kept sobbing till she had her fill.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."