Naruto And Sasuke Best Friends Novels & Stories

But I really don't mind if it's only me not someone else. "What were you doing beside me?" I ask in a nervous tone but still try to maintain my poker face. "Sleeping, what else? Duh? Dude, we've been friends for ages and we've often slept beside each other, so what's the deal?" Ash said with huge pout in his face. 'Yes Ash we are best-friend but we are also mates and me and you we both can feel this but still we never talk about this'. I really try hard not to scream this on his face.

He knew Richard save me his life from possible death but now Richard just called him his friend He couldn't contain his emotions. It was bittersweet, he cried and at the same time, he laughed at the thoughts of finally having a friend, not just any friend, but one who could teach him how to fight. Two decades later, both Luke and Richard kept on being Friends, not just friends, but best of friends They never left each other's side, both of them being a force no one could reckon with, he became Richard's beta, going to war with him and conquering with each other by Richard's side.

We've been together for centuries now and only recently had our first problems. I thought we were such a perfect couple, but it turned out we were just great at not making each other upset. We were content with each other. Lucas is my best friend, he knows everything about me. Hell we even have the same thoughts half the time. I couldn't leave Lucas, not after centuries of loving one another.

“It’s as Hiro said. You have no reason to apologise.” Hiro-san narrowed his eyes at Hikaru-nii, surprised at having suddenly been acknowledged. “Kakeru.” “Yes?” I’m listening, brother. “You can stay.” He looked at Hiro-san. “You can too, if you want to.” “That… You know what that means, don’t you?” Hiro-san asked seriously. “Even if you are Kakeru’s lover, you are still my best friend. I know exactly what I am saying.” Hikaru-nii replied.

I said, in a low toned voice. That was when Stark turned to me. "Now that's something you are wrong about Andra. You are very special to me. In fact we... I mean we are best friends." Stark said. "In fact, you are the only friend I have Andra, and I don't want to loose that friendship." He said. "Thank you for that. It means a lot to me. And don't worry, you can stay silent if you want to. I won't force you to speak up." I said.

Susan said stretching. "I don't feel the need to go over the plans since I have complete faith in you and the soilders you've chosen for this mission and when we emerge victorious we will be able to move forward to a brighter future." I finished my speech. "This isn't war Adi, you need to calm down a bit, you and thag killing machine over there." Stephanie said relaxed playing with a small hand knife. "Look who's talking." Susan snapped back with a smile. It was amazing how under a month these two ladies became best of friends, especially for Susan.

* She doesn't even know the difference between Naruto and Sasuke. *My Bad, I forgot to tell you I am not Jessica your friend, it's a Wrong Number* the texter said and I froze, did I just confessed my deepest secret to a total stranger. This the greatest joke of the century, thinking about it made me crack up the laugh I never knew I still had. *Come on Jess, be serious* I texted waiting for her reaction *I'm serious I am not your friend* she replied making me take a more serious feature.

We'll be able to survive the year pretending to be a happy married couple when it's only for a short amount of time—we've known each other for too long, we don't have to worry about being uncomfortable or about falling for one another. For twenty years, we've been friends for twenty years . . . I'm confident that we will never forget the main purpose of the contract. Besides, helping my best friend is worth it. He has been the one to help me before ever since we were in middle school, might as well return the favour. ''It might work,'' I mutter.

That was just one of many things I hadn’t told her. “You’re nothing like that, okay? For Christ’s sake, look at you. You’re beautiful. You’re a writer—a popular one, working on her second book. And you’re my BEST FRIEND! If that doesn’t scream identity, I don’t know what does,” she said fiercely. I gave her a small smile. I was her best friend—that was enough. “You never asked who told her that,” I said after a moment. She stilled, her body tensing. “No.”