Kisame X Itachi Novels & Stories

He immediately withdraw his arm around the legendary beast. “My apologies, Keisuke.” “Aish.” Keisuke shakes his head, clicking his tongue. “Why are you so tensed around us? We aren’t going to eat you. I’m sure you don’t taste good too.” “W-well, I know how ca-capable you two are. I would be killed in an instant.” Kenshi puts an arm around Nozumo’s neck, pulling him. “Worry not, my friend! I only make friends of creatures from Hikari unless you cross my line! But I’ve no line, really!”

Kirito, about three years old, sat in his mother's arms while looking at the camera. "I would have believed it was Kiroto..." He had green eyes just like Mr and Mrs Hiomi. The bottom of the frame read "Hiomi family" "I didn't know your eye colors change when you grow up" Kurosava said with a wicked smile. He clenched the frame tightly "My stupid brother giving the entire enterprise to this brat... This brat who is not even his own blood!" He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror.

Kade coughed tying to get the after taste out of his mouth. The man handed him a glass of cold liquid and he drank the glass of water and it worked. His headache was no more. "Thanks man." Kade said focusing his vision on a handsome, blonde, blue eyed sexy beast with a brush of stubble. "Hi, I'm Akito. Remember me?."

he has always known her to be quite hot but what is she doing with her biological son? Tsunade whipped Kazuma hard a few times before taking off his shorts and sucking on him. This view became so disturbing to Sasuke so he walked off and left…..

*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.

I asked, but it wasn't really a question because I knew he was. "Is there something wrong with that?" His friend slammed the tray on the table. "No. I'm an omega myself, I just wanted to confirm it what I thought." I smiled. "How about we introduce ourselves, you know, to clear the air." Mai said. "I'm Daichi." The guy who slammed the table said. "Akito." The one next to him smiled and held up a peace sign. "Hinata." The one that actually mattered spoke up. "I'm Yuki." I said.

Her lips formed into a determined grin. “I’m the president of the Kita gang. My name is Bri. Nice to meet you, Tamashi Yosha.” —— Savior: Original Story by OneSevenEight Episode: Framed Perspective - Part 3 —— All he could do was stare out the window. Charlie held a gaze that was fixed on the cafeteria windows as his food grew cold. He thought about the news broadcast that he had watched that morning. He saw that Tamashi and this other person were both almost run over by a truck.

The White Knight startled hearing his sudden question but he answered anyway, "Ah, Indeed. I'm with the You can call me Shiro Kishi(White Knight). (AN: I'm just gonna call him Shiro for easier typing). Issei - Hoo. Is that so... Then suddenly Issei released his bloodlust against him, and Shiro felt very threatened at this moment. From the day he was born he never felt this threatened by someone before. Even Acheval doesn't really give him much threat. He's suffocating just from Issei bloodlust alone. Issei - What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? Then Issei calmly walks towards him but Acheval suddenly stopped him. Acheval - Wait, Issei. Please, let me handle him...

It spiralled around her and Hayate, lifting them from the path. “Kiyomi.” Her eyes opened. One remained brown. The other burned blue. Hayate held her against him while the current tried to pull them apart. “Look at me.” Astraya smiled through Kiyomi’s face. “She cannot hear you.” Hayate pressed his forehead to hers. “She always hears me.” Kiyomi’s fingers dug into his coat. For one breath, the brown eye widened. Then blue swallowed it. The water hurled Hayate aside. Renji caught him before he went over the edge. Both men struck the ridge and slid through broken stone.