Kido X Kano Novels & Stories

They shared laughter and tears with artisans, whose melodies were expressed through their creations, channeling the very essence of their souls. In the bustling city center of Kidom, Aric and Kaida found themselves surrounded by the harmonious melodies of its inhabitants. They witnessed acts of compassion and unity unfold before their eyes, as neighbors embraced one another in times of need, artists collaborated to create works of beauty, and scholars engaged in deep discussions that expanded the realms of knowledge and understanding.

-*- Juno Cade Fugo Next is Juno an 8 years old boy, and now on Grade 3 Level, of all the children of kino and xiana only juno is different because he still has a Filipino look. But it looks like kino, so they named it Juno. It has brown hair and brown eyes! And xiana suspects it because she said she conceived JV the half KorAm and when she was pregnant with juno she was a die hard fan of boy group that is Lexin's idol Taehyung and that's unexpected because she is not interested in such things and only she feels that while carrying juno, jv laughs at that because he says it's impossible but that's it. Juno was a typical look of a Korean boy. -*-

Kiran, lying on the ground, tried to move and regain consciousness but felt as if his body had completely broken. Kanpei, with light steps, approached Kiran, releasing more of his powerful aura with each step. "Kanpei Ichiro, Sunland's top fighter!" Konta Yasuda shouted, raising his fist like an enthusiastic fan. "Kanpei Ichiro, Sunland's top fighter!" The crowd's chant echoed across the Pagoda of Nations Square…

The dojo in question was just the tip of the iceberg, a hand that the Ryokanians extended into Arcadian soil; killing them would not solve the problem. Kaze’s goal was to use the Refined Blade Dojo to uproot every single Ryokanian force in Riverbank. “You have something else in mind?! Then what should I do next?” Collier nodded and asked. “I need you to do three things. First, take care of this mess, then keep an eye out on the Refined Blade Dojo. It would be great if you could dig up more news about Reiko Hara. “Lastly, I want you to also keep an eye on Aiden Krad, and update me on his schedule.”

The designer suit with the shirt that felt like they made it to soothe him to sleep was beyond the pay grade of most 18-year-old boys. The last thought made Reyan grin, his brilliant white teeth flashing for a moment. He was nothing like most teenage boys. Kano knocked on the door and a short woman in all black answered the door. “KK,” she exclaimed with pleasure, “I haven’t seen you in far too long.” Kano leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Spira, it’s so good to see you.” Handing her the bottle of wine he’d been holding, he turned to his young counterpart and gestured toward the woman.

“Don’t speak ill of the dead.” I turn and give Kan a playful shove, making him laugh. He is two years older than me at twenty-three and has always been thin as a rail until about a year ago when he finally started to put on some meat. Still, I know I can put him in his place if I need to. I could put all three of them to shame in a fight–all at once–and they know it. Takoda, whose name means friend, is the only one I can rely on to let it go. “We should head back home. It’ll take a while, and we have much work to do.”

If it weren't for the good relationship between the Kennedys and the Kanoichis, Allen would have been reluctant to look after this annoying kid. Haruki Kanoichi's life was wild indeed. He was the complete opposite of his older brother. His life was free and glamorous: Drinking, drugs, prostitution—he had tried it all. He had tried all kinds of bad things for a long time. Although he was only two years older than Aslan, his behavior was very different.

Kano is stands firm, fighting for his mate, nearly drowning her as she falls to the ground, needing to find air, but weighed down with Kano’s water. “Submit to me, Amne.” She continues to struggle, trying to find air. We can go long periods of time without breathing, but not when all of our senses are drowning in another element. Kano looks more determined than I’ve ever seen him. Usually, he’s the jokster, he’s the one who turns every conversation into something raunchy, but not today. Today, he is focused on his goal. Amne. “SUBMIT!” he roars.

With that, he stalked off to the equipment room. "Um…Tall, black hair, in the back." The kid looked up at me, and I nodded to him. He looked like a runner. Better grab the good ones first, I just had to hope my friends would still be up for grabs in the next few rounds. I ended up with Chey, Deidra, Mark, and a random guy I hadn't met before when Chey leaned over and whispered in my ear. "Can you please pick Spike?" I laughed.

Alfi said in disgust. “Of course not!” They both exclaimed irritated. There’s a red Ribo who looks like a cute little girl stands beside Koji. “Onii-chan I’m shy. My... Name... Is... Kacino.” She said shy. “You sick Pedophile,” Alfi said. “Shut up you sick pervert!” Koji exclaimed irritated. “Well, we have summoned our Ribos, and I’ll divide us into 2 groups.” He added. “Why?” Herman asked.