Kurenai Naruto Eyes Novels & Stories

Its eyes found her. Aurora went completely still on her knees in the dirt. The eyes were not gold. They were not green. They were something in between and beyond both — a burning, luminous colour that she had no name for, catching the faint light from the distant torches and holding it in a way that made it look like the light was coming from inside rather than reflecting off the surface. She had never seen eyes like that. She stared at them and they stared at her and for a long, suspended moment the night held its breath around them.

Kai smirks, “I think so. They’re only eyes, they can’t be that bad, can they?” Ash leans forward a little, and nods. She purses her lips and reaches for the glasses, pulling them down slowly. Her eyes are a vibrant dark-green which makes Kai think of malachite stones he’d seen with the darker lines radiating out from the centre. But that wasn’t the truly astonishing thing about her eyes. The ring around her pupils, with thin lines radiating out towards the edge of the iris, is bright orange. But the orange was glowing softly.

My eyes met with his stormy raging ones—ones which looked like a war was going on inside them. "Your eyes.." I found myself saying. "they're so pretty," It was like magic, in an instant, those eyes fueling with rage dissolved in a blink. Dead eyes with no sign of life in them instantly boomed color, brown. My eyes widened as I realized. I had just unlocked Naren's real eyes color. He blinked. Not once. But twice. But enough for me. He snatched his hands away like my legs now burned him. He rose to his feet, a scowl playing on his lips. "I don't care if you hit them again," he growled.

She squeezed her eyes shut for a second before hesitantly looking up. And there he was. Kane Shawn. Leaning against her booth like he belonged there, staring at her with that ridiculously gorgeous face. His hoodie was still up, casting a shadow over his sharp features, but those eyes—light blue, glowing under the dim lights—locked onto her like she was the only thing in the room. Kill. Me. Now. "I—I—" she started, still rubbing her head, her brain scrambling for something normal to say. "You okay?" he asked, his voice dipping with concern as he made a move to come around the counter.

I place my hand on her back, trying to soothe her. "It hurts." She mumbles in between sobs. I move some of the hair from her face and can feel that she's running warmer than usual. She looks up at me, and her eyes are glowing purple. I take in a sharp breath, not expecting her to be showing any signs of her powers developing, but I give her a small, reassuring smile.

"Look at Kit for me.” Mitsuhide's eyebrow rose, but he did as his father asked. He waited as he looked at the small woman who was there beside him. "What now?” Mitsuhide asked. "Look at the camera,” His father said. As some as he did, his father smiled. "That was all I needed to know.” "What?” Mitsuhide asked. "Mitsu, the answer is in your eyes,” Kit softly said. "What answer?” he asked. "Mitsu, your eyes change color when they look at me,” she said. "They soften and become even more golden; it is how I knew you meant what you said,”

Her assistant, Kurenai, was in a hurry as she stretched out her hand to grab hold of one of the puppies from the kennel in the backyard. After much difficulty, she finally grabbed hold of a very naughty and mischievous Akita puppy. Kurenai quickly hugged the puppy tightly in her arms before she hurried over to the entrance of Nanako’s door. “Miss Nanako, is this puppy okay?” Nanako has just placed a pink cherry blossom jacket with a very feminine feel to it inside her suitcase at this time. She looked up at the puppy in Kurenai’s arms before she smiled and said, “Oh! It turns out to be Momotaro. To be honest, I really feel very reluctant to give Momotaro away…”

The dragon snarled at her, but he was still being cautious, trying to determine who she was and what sort of threat she was to him and the stone. Nya cleared her throat, trying to determine which path to take. Trusting her third eye was problematic at the moment because she wasn’t sure she could be certain that what she saw was what would play out in front of her. It was one thing to use her skills to perceive what a soldier might do in battle and clearly something else to use it to determine which path to take.

Ky growled at me but Jessica turned and smiled at me. “He won’t hurt me.” She gave me a reassuring smile as she timidly walked towards him. Once she was within arm’s reach, Kent let Ky go. Ky immediately wrapped his arms around her and breathed in her scent. We were able to watch his body visibly relax as she was in his arms. No one knew what to do, so we just watched them. Making sure she was safe and Ky wasn’t going off the deep end. After a few minutes, Ky finally looked back up. His eyes were back to their normal baby blues.

The weight of their gazes bore down on me, amplifying the turmoil within. I could see the intensity in Nate's eyes as he looked at me. They were like two pools of molten amber, glowing with a mixture of determination and longing. The flickering light from the nearby torches danced in his irises, adding an ethereal glow to their depths. There was a depth to his gaze that seemed to hold a thousand untold stories, a silent promise of a connection yet to be fully explored.