Meaningful Japanese Names Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry to bother you in this weather. I came to return the container from the other day.” “You didn’t have to come all this way. Thank you.” My eyes were immediately drawn to the dog, who sat beside him with perfect composure in his little raincoat. “What’s his name?” “…Minato.” That was an unusual name for a dog. Minato meant “harbor” in Japanese. Perhaps he had been born in Yokohama or Kobe—one of Japan’s famous port cities. “Minato? Is that a boy’s name or a girl’s?” I crouched down until I was level with the dog’s face.

“Me too.” The kids soon joined us, and we spent the evening talking about baby names. Mina was determined to suggest names inspired by flowers, while Hibiki preferred names with strong meanings. “What about Sakura if it’s a girl?” Mina offered. Hibiki made a face. “Too common. What about Ren for a boy? It means ‘lotus.’” “That’s a flower name too!” Mina argued. “Well, yeah, but it’s cooler,” Hibiki shot back. “Kids,” Jiro interrupted, laughing. “Why don’t we make a list and let Papa and I decide later?”

And they are two years old but you wouldn't think they are only two years old because of their thoughts and actions. They are smart people. I have three sons and one daughter. The first is Hiro, Jiro, Mira and next is Kiro. Their real names are Hiroshi, Jiroshi, Mirashi and my youngest son is Kiroshi. Those are the ones I named them, very beautiful names that suit them. I can't stop smiling because I never thought they would come into my life. They are the most important people in my life. I will never allow anyone to hurt my children. We are going to die together but I know they can handle themselves.

she said. Aria smiled and asked, “What does that mean?” Alice said, “It means hello in Japanese.” Aria chuckled excitedly, having suddenly discovered a new word, especially one from a new language. “Konnichiwa,” she tried. “Did I say it right?” Yuki nodded. “Yes, you did.” She came to kneel in front of Aria and said, “Kawaii. You are so adorable.” “What does kawaii mean?” Aria asked again, enthusiastically wanting to know.

“Your first name isn't Twilight?” “It's my second name. My first name is Tis, more like the shorter version. It's Tisiphone (Tis-if-uh-nee) and it’s a Greek name. I also have a third name; it’s Ama’Rose. It’s a contraction for Amanita Rose and yes, I was named after a mushroom as well. Call me by whichever one you want. A lot of people know me as Tisiphone, but my friends prefer Twilight for some reason.” “You have some pretty weird parents. Couldn't they give you a normal Japanese name? I think because of your hair, Fuyu, Yuki or Shiro would have suited you. Or if they wanted to keep 'Twilight' they could've just translated it to Hakumei.”

With a little more excitement in her voice, Bhakti says, “Neel. It means blue, but I just like the way it sounds.” “It’s worth thinking about,” Liam says and I nod. “And the last one is Jai. It means victorious.” Her voice is content at the end of her list. I stare at her. “Why didn’t you lead with that one? I love that!” “That’s the one. Definitely.” Liam nods his head in agreement. Bhakti flushes in pleasure. “That was my favorite! So now we just have to find a middle name for him.” She turns to Liam.

"That doesn't sound too bad because damn Nori, have you been drinking a lot of milk? When did you grow all these curves?" "Hey!" Noriko playfully punched Damien's arm. "My name is Noriko, not Nori. Nori means seaweed. You better cut it out because I'm not putting up with your disrespectful shit," she said. Damien laughed then immediately touched his rib briefly as though laughing hurt him. Adeline felt bad but then told herself not to feel bad for a piece of shit like him. "Let's go, Adeline," Noriko said, so they left him behind.

[1] -chan: A form of suffix used to address someone familiar or younger than you in Japan, usually a female [2] Baka: Stupid or idiot in Japanese [3] Obaa-san: Aunt or auntie in Japanese, though it can also mean ‘old lady’ [4] Otou-san: A form of address for one’s father in a Japanese family

“What do you mean?” “I know his Japanese name.” “The full...” “Yes.” “You,” he looks at me, disbelief, written all over his face, “know his family name?” “Yes. Given name, Yuzuki. Family name, Sakamoto.” His eyes widen at my statement, hands sliding through his hair. "Don't worry, I didn't look further than that. Well, I didn’t really have to look that hard." “And how exactly did you know about his paper in the Forensic Science Journal?” His brow arching with the question.

Mr Lucus Garnette, a blonde, meek man, opened the door. Aruto hugged Lucus and congratulated him. They reached the baby's room, where the baby was lying wrapped up in a swaddling and soft white blanket near her mother. Mr and Mrs Hiomi looked at the baby girl. She was fast asleep with her small curls covering her face. "Aw," Both of them said together. "She'll make the perfect bride for my son," Mr Hiomi said with a smile "What's her name?" "We decided to name her Vivian, it means someone who is 'Alive and Energetic'" Lucus said "That's a beautiful name," Aruto said "Then I'll name my son Kirito- the God of the valley of the alive," Mr Hiomi said.