Romans & histoires Michiru X Shirou

"They are better than expected." Looking around, Mizu swiftly pushed Shiro on the side and swayed her arms to hit the man in front of him. Then with a loud shout, she called Kuro's name. At that moment, Kuro goes out of his hidings and grabs Shiro's wrist to run. Despite leaving Mizu alone are hard for him. He still follows her command.

- added Yumiko at the end with a rather serious face. - Do you really have to bother me with this?- Miyuki looked at her almost pleadingly.- Even if you're right, do I really have to go after the first guy who gets in my sight? Can't I really keep this first time for someone I will truly love?- she asked slightly reproachfully.

The image of them making out with someone else made me want to knock them off. "We're not like that. We don't play with girls," Mirco replied. "Or maybe you did this with Yumi then—" I wasn't able to finish my own sentence when Mirco pressed his lips on mine again, successfully shutting me off. "Don't mention her again, especially in this situation," Mirco muttered after he pulled away. I felt dizzy as I stared at his face. Once I could manage to retaliate, Zen beat me into it. "And for your peace of mind, we never did this with her," Zen whispered in my ears but enough for Mirco to hear it too as he nodded in agreement.

These were the only human friends he has had from middle school. “How come you both argue whenever you meet?” asks Mitsuru. “He looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe!” “She looks like my doppelganger from a parallel universe! Stop copying me!” “Shut up! You copied me first!” “You wanna settle this in a better way?” “Sure… I’ll take you on anytime, any day!” says Ayame with a grin. “Don’t cry after you lose.” Says Akihiko with a smirk. They go to their clubroom and have their lunch there. Before the lunch, Akihiko goes up against Ayame in the RPG game he usually played… And completely destroys her.

She’s the girl that good for nothing bastard principal mentioned? Her name… Kuroyuki Shiroha. Err… wait a minute. The other useless ‘me’ got away from my little sis!? How is this even possible!? God, this must be a miracle! Forget it. What on earth did he get himself involved in? There’s an ice spear next to the girl. “…Ow…!” My head hurts! This pain is normal. It’s another pain routine. It is a stress that was built up by the other me. Every time we switch, our memory fragments will flow to each other’s brain after somewhere around ten seconds.

She purposefully pierced the needle slightly over his chest making him yelp in pain. "This is Ishu's romance." She mumbled as he grabbed her closer to him and removed the needle safely. He kept her hand over that wounded area and started caressing it. "And it's my romance" saying so, he snuggled into her neck and she could do nothing but blush under his clutch. "Someone should learn from you for any type of romance" she replied struggling hard. ***** Mihir was shocked realising that Shagun and Ishu are not on talking terms. Moreover, Suraj being the reason behind the messed upstate.

Already planning how to make the float’s eyes glow next time. Maybe add some real sparks. Only if you say yes. **Mia:** You’re flirting, Nakamura. **Haru:** Guilty. Is it working? ❤️ Long pause. Then: **Mia:** …maybe a little 😳 Haru grins—actual sparks flickering at his fingertips. Phone buzzes again. Not Mia. **Seras (text):** Hey firebug. Lucian and I are coming home for a visit. Be there in a couple days.

I know he is not treating her well but a tiny consideration won’t hurt his ego. Mica bow her head at me as a sign of ‘thank you’. There are six chairs here in our table. Mica chose to seat on the second vacant chair from Shiro. She pulled out the chair but before she can seat, Shiro stopped her. “Not there...” Mica tried to pull the other vacant chair which is just beside Shiro, assuming that he stopped her because he wants her to be close to him. However, when she pulled it, Shiro stopped her again. “Not there...”

Kiyomi looked at Shigure. “You killed her.” He did not deny it. Astraya opened her palm. A blue flame appeared. Inside it burned another memory. Shigure kneeling before her throne. Astraya touching his face. Not enemies. Something closer. His eyes closed beneath her hand. Then the image changed. His sword entered her chest. Astraya looked at him through the blade. He was crying. The flame went out. Shigure’s face had gone empty. Daigo stopped fighting long enough to stare.

We are going to die together but I know they can handle themselves. Hiro got my attitude of speaking coldly, caring, sweet when his siblings come to us, just quiet and always serious. Jiro also got my other habit of not caring about the surroundings, he always has a book in his hand, and he rarely speaks but sometimes he is childish and sweet when it comes to me and his siblings. Mira is the same way, sometimes talkative, childish, and philosophical but it's bad to get angry. And Kiro is very loud, childish, sweet, caring when it comes to us but also bad when angry. And one more thing, they are all smart and good at fighting.