Romans & histoires My Mother And Father Naruto

A net made of dogwood fibers helped keep him still until he was beaten unconscious. “Creed,” my mother scolded again. Now my father was flying towards us, perching beside her. Her body stiffened, her dragon’s forehead touching that of my father. “We are close enough to each other so we do not feel the effects of pulling our bond too tight. You have been stretching your bond for far too long.” Father cooed at mother, his head curling under her neck, giving soft loving pecks.

My birth parents are two entirely different species of people and I always wonder how they got close to each other. My father, one of the strongest primordials, the most ruthless man of his clan and the one who reigns supreme over the world he inhabits and my mother, she is a story for another day. The two of them are completely opposite of each other but one thing is for certain, even if my mother is calm, she is the most ruthless person who walks the face of the earth. “Talk to me, mother” I urge her and another laugh resonates out of her lips.

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise when she heard who her parents are "Huh?... Are you kidding me right now!?... Alpha Nate and Luna Raina are my biological parents!?... Like seriously!?..." She continually asks as she smiles in disbelief at the same time. She's smiling but her eyes are devoid of that warmth that comes with being happy. "Yes, Ash. Alpha Nate and Luna Raina are your biological parents." She chuckles "Yes, they're my parents!?" She says questioningly and laughs again. This is fucking unbelievable! Oh my– this is so fucking unbelievable, Thor!

, he said to his dad embarrassed as they cracked into laughter. I smiled at the friendliness between them as I looked towards Zen. "Zen here tells me that your mother is Japanese", Zen's mom asked me. I nodded in reply. "Tell us about your family Haru" his father said with a smile. "My parents are Andrew Salvador and Sakura Salvador" I replied to them. "Ah! the business tycoon and the supermodel" , Zen' mom exclaimed. "No wonder you have the look of your beautiful mother". "Thanks" I replied blushing.

Thaddeus was staring at me to test if what I just said was just some sort of jesting or if he should be worried that I must be brought to the asylum. Sighing one more time, I averted my gaze, suddenly regretting that I was still told about this. "I know that it might be hard to believe, but that is the truth." I clasped my hands together, drilling more courage to look at him again. "My father, Hideyoshi Azai, is one of the mates of the Moon Goddes, my mother." This time, my voice became earnest since revealing a big part of my life was a significant matter to me, especially since this shouldn't be taken lightly.

"She talked about you constantly and how proud she was that you went to Milan to chase your dreams." My mother had been proud? She'd never said anything like that to me, never encouraged my photography, never understood why I needed to leave. "Mr. Santoro is waiting for you at his office," Gus continued, still working under the sink. "He has the papers you need to sign." "Who are you?" I asked. "Why are you here?"He paused, and when he looked at me again, there was something in his expression I couldn't read. "I'm the town handyman your mother called me when things broke. That's all."

A convoy followed closely behind as we driven. The ride was gloomy. The car came to a stop and the doors were opened for us. We were in a large compound filled with Japanese styled houses and castle. A family of five were waiting for us as we got down from the vehicle. They consisted of two males and three females. The oldest was the father, Hashirama Kishimoto. Sixty five years of age and current CEO of Blue Mountains. Next was the wife, who looked much younger Akane Kishimoto, and their three daughters Kurenai, Sarada and Azumi. There was one person missing from the equation.

"Well, I asked. Look at it this way, at least he isn't dead?" She groaned. "That's not helpful, considering I'm the reason he died. He probably hates me for that. And now his parents are back and they probably hate me, too." She wiped her eyes, then covered her face. "My life is a tragic lie! What I thought I knew was nothing but lies! Nitacha isn't my mother, I never had a dad to begin with!" Zuko scratched his head. "Parents?" "Erys and Delirus' parents. I guess they'd been reborn and were shadowing their kids. It's sweet, really. And I'm happy they're reunited. But... I don't know if I have any parents. All these emotions and I'm not sure how to feel…"

"I'm very busy. Don't bother me if there's nothing important." When they saw the mangoes splatter on the ground, Mom and Dad fell to their knees in humility. "Patricia, please don't be like this. We only came to you because we have no other way to survive. We have no money for food, and the pantry is empty." "Just think of it as fulfilling your obligation as a daughter and give us some money to live on, okay?" Both of them pleaded with such tearful sincerity that there wasn't a dry eye among those present.

The regret in his eyes was so thick I could almost taste it, a bitter, metallic flavor on the back of my tongue. "You're... you're with him," he stammered. "My father. You'd really choose him over us? Over our destiny?" "Our destiny died in the den, Kael," I said. I stepped back, the shadows pooling at my feet, swallowing the moonlight. "And as for your father, he doesn't just want my body. He wants my strength. He wants the monster you were too afraid to look at." I turned away from him, my heart pounding a steady, rhythmic beat of victory. The ghostly bond was still there, pulling at my wrist, but I didn't care. I would drag that tether behind me like a chain until it finally snapped.