Luffy X Yamato Novels & Stories

“Huh. Way better than me? If anyone knows, she’s just like her mother. Another whore.” “Scarlet!” Yamato shouted and gritted his teeth, “You don’t have any rights to say such thing. And you’re in my territory, I can easily kick you out if I want to.” “Yeah, do it then. As if you can,” she smirked and flipped her heels towards the door, “You don’t have to kick me out. I can walk out by myself.”

Yami became shocked with the way he fought as Natsu then spoke in a sad tone, "Damnit, I'm now missing the first blades, at least those ones would cut through them in an instant. 'Sigh' This is gonna take a while" "Wow, Natsu is really cool, I guess I have to up my games" Yami thought as they both began killing the beasts. With lots of slashes, punches, screams and so on, Natsu and Yami had a bloody fight with the beast to the point they were fully soaked with blood. "I'm starting to get a hang of this Yami" Natsu said as he cut a leopard in the face and then controlled the rope as he moved around it making its blood to spill out.

He fell to his knees. "I won't give up," he said after a break. "I'm waiting," Sasaki had a grin on his face. Yamato got up. Lunged, again, like a novice. Sasaki knelt. His sword ripped into Yamato's waist. It was over. Yamato fell to the ground face first. "I told it would be over soon. And so died, Yamato the sword master," Sasaki laughed. "I wonder. What the other sword masters are like? Only one way to find out, for sure! Onward."

I tried to think back on our first meeting for a while before the name clicked in my head. Yuya. The woman who was obsessed with Kain, right up to the point where broke into the floor where he lived. “Liam! Perfect timing!” Wulf said as he helped me to my feet. He shot me a quick look that practically begged for me to help him. I wasn’t in the mood, but before I could yank myself away from the man, he pulled me in and shot a look back at Yuya and said, “I have a boyfriend! I have no interest in rejects of that fool. Now leave me alone!”

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

Yoritomo, Fuhito and Kazuma will soon appear. The first one to enter Fuhito, after him entered Kazuma and after a few moments Yoritomo. Yamato silently moved to the upper end of the table. Silence “You heard about, the thing," Yamato started. The rest of the world doesn’t know.” "That is a good thing,” Fuhito, said. “For now, "Yoritomo said, "for now." "It won't last long," Kazuma murmured."Sooner or later, the news will spread. It's only a matter of time."

It was still fresh in his mind, the first time he was brought to Yamamoto Group and met her. Akira Yuuto was an orphan, he was brought to Yamamoto Group and there he met Yamamoto Kaguya. Simple, rowdy and cute little monkey, that was his first impression of the Yamamoto Princess. Kaguya didn't have a haughty attitude, instead she was warm and bright just like the sun. It didn't take long for Yuuto who was five years older than her to fall in love with her. As if it was fate, Yuuto's eyes never left Kaguya.

The surf echoed in the background, rhythmic and forgiving. Yam held a mug of lukewarm tea. Franc sat beside him, tracing lazy patterns on the bamboo armrest. “I’ve been thinking,” Yam said suddenly, eyes on the horizon. “About all the things I never told anyone.” Franc didn’t speak. He knew when Yam needed silence to shape his truths. “I never liked mirrors,” Yam admitted. “They never showed me what I wanted to see.” Franc turned to look at him. “I don’t mean looks,” Yam added quickly. “I mean… me. I never saw someone I could root for.”

"Thank you for trusting me. I swear I’ll spend my life making you happy. I’ll make you forget all the pain." I hugged him back, soaking in his warmth. "I believe you, Lycan." --- On a distant hillside, Domine lowered his binoculars. He had seen it all—the attack, Lycan shielding me, my tears, and our embrace. He felt as if his chest had been hollowed out. "She... she accepted him," Domine whispered. "She’s going to be with him." His assistant stood by, silent. Domine sank to the ground, clutching his head.

His grey kimono was immaculate, and the katana that should have been confiscated at the door still rested across his lap, because Takeshi Yamamoto went nowhere without his sword and no one was brave enough to try taking it. His second in command was ayounger man with ink crawling up his neck. He stood at perfect attention. And finally, directly across from me… Alessandro De Luca. He was elegant as always with his silver hair swept back and a suit worth more than most men's homes. He looked at me across the obsidian table with the patient, predatory smile of a man who had been waiting years for this moment. Behind him stood Antonio, his second in command who has a scar through his left eyebro