Morino Ibiki Novels & Stories

The locker room was buzzing with anticipation. Hatake Rin, was talkingto his team mates, listening to the excited chatter around him. His teammates were hyped, more than usual, and it wasn’t just because of practice. The real buzz was about a party. But not just any party. Takuri Komori, the enigmatic third-year senior who founded the Shirakiba Wolves basketball team, was finally back in Japan.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

He gained on me as I backed up on the large tree,I tried getting to my feet but the excruciating pain in my ribs made it hard . Coming head to head with me ,he stops I couldn't believe my eyes there was no one a black mist that was impossible I blinked hoping I was dreaming Suddenly he blows up in a cloud of pitch black smoke then am pulled to the darkness

I choked. Nico sucked on his thumb. "My name is Nicola Alecc Lionelli-Montefiore Rivera." He said proudly. "It is nice to meet you, Ijjy." It was adorable how he could say his name so perfectly, but had problem saying mine. I smiled down at him. "It is nice to meet you too, Nicola." He grinned at me, then at Mariano and went with Meela to what I supposed was his room. I didn't have it in me to look at Mariano. His hands fisted in my hair, and he turned my head sideways to make me look at him.

Well, that was until two men, two Asian and one Italian, walked toward us, not even blinking as they did. “It seems to me that we have ourselves a little company.” The first Asian, a man, said. All three were wearing pitch black clothes. The Asian woman who initially had the umbrella with her flipped it, turning it into a bow. I had to fight back rolling my eyes as I pulled my gun out. Both Ivan and I shot them, but the woman, umbrella woman as I will call her, opened the fucking thing and dodged all the bullets, using the umbrella as a shield now.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.