Naruto And Sasuke Best Friends Novels & Stories

She suddenly looked at me-- smiling while saying, "Thank you so much, Gin. I am so glad that you are my best friend." She turned slightly away from me as she watched the sunset. I slowly walked toward her and embraced her back while whispering to her ears, saying, "Akira Kaneko, my best friend, my favorite enemy. I love you. I have liked you since the day we first met," While saying those words, I didn't realize that tears were falling from my eyes. The world stopped for a few moments, and suddenly, Akira grabbed my arm and then faced me, smiling like an angel. She patted my head. Then she hugged me tightly.

I watched Mina tremble, blood dripping from her ears, phantom voices circling her like knives. My best friend. The memories crashed into me like tidal waves. “Rue-Mina forever!” “Forever! Even if we have mates, we’ll still be each other’s number one!” “We’ll both become the best Lunas in the world. You’ll be Luna of the South, I’ll be Luna of the North!” We laughed, screamed into the small forest behind school. We were fifteen then, not even fully shifted. “If someone hurts you first, I’ll punch them.” “You too, okay? We protect each other.”

I hugged back. "No girl. We best friends." I said between sobs. "What kind of friend would I be if I wasn't happy for you? You deserve to be happy too babe." "Thank you Scarlett. That means alot. Like really." Nina said. "Yeah sis, it does. Cause we thought you would have went Kill Bill up in here." I laughed at Pierce stupid remark. "No, you guys are perfect for each other. And been through so much. I couldn't do you guys that." I smiled sheepishly at them. "But I am going to take your girl from you though, I mean she's my best friend first you know."

I didn't hate Anakin, I actually thought he'd make a good friend but it was sort of creepy the way he kept acting nice to me especially since his best friend is the total opposite of him. “ Then let's be friends,” he beamed. Now I think he has a screw loose. “ I don't think that's how friendship works,” I squinted my eyes. “ It worked with Kia though and we've been inseparable since our toddler days!” He exclaimed proudly. “ So you shamelessly stuck to Sir Kia like glue, didn't you?” I asked rhetorically. “ Now you're talking like Kia. Like teacher, like student, I guess,” he laughed.

With Rhysand, the darkness lingered under the cold, whereas Nicholas wore that darkness on his sleeve. I am trying to figure out which is worse. They know each other. I could tell by how they sat close together and how easily they communicated. They were friends. I couldn't imagine anyone volunteering to be Nicholas de Sanctis's friend, but Rhysand looked like it if I had to imagine it. As I stood up and pulled my hair out of my ponytail, the heat of two gazes clung to my back. Most likely due to the fact that I had a wedgie that showed off half my ass.

She couldn't wait for the day when Luna would become her sister-in-law. Susan's thoughts drifted away as she focused on Luna's well-being. She understood that her happiness might be tied to her brother, but Luna's emotions and feelings were paramount to her. Susan loved them both dearly and wanted nothing more than to see them happy, whether together or apart. The two friends, with different opinions on Luna's romantic fate, shared a bond that transcended any disagreement. They had been through thick and thin, supporting and loving each other unconditionally. Their friendship was built on trust, understanding, and a shared history that couldn't be easily shaken.

She sighed, picking up the fallen pen and turning back to her writing. “Your best friend is a nine tailed fox” he repeated, coming to rest on the table she was writing on. “Yes” she snickered, looking up at him, “You sneak out at night and turn into some creature with nine tails. It’s a secret, nobody knows but me; your best friend; Joan. Shhhh, don’t tell anyone” She finished in a dramatic whisper, a small smile on her face as she watched him burst into laughter again. “You've watched too many Korean series” he commented when he finally stopped laughing.

I suddenly felt his gaze on me and as my eyes locked on his rich brown orbs, I forgot how to breathe. I had to fight the sudden urge to fan my face as his gaze bored into mine unwaveringly. I shifted uneasily in the seat and he must have noticed it because he soon smiled and then looked away. Was it the kiss we shared that was making me react to him this way? Made me so aware of him, physically? He was my fucking best friend! So what if he was as sexy as hell? I couldn't let a pesky feeling ruin our friendship. Plus, I still hadn't broken the mate bond with Trevor.

For three years, Damon had existed at the center of my world so completely that sometimes I genuinely struggled to remember what my life looked like before him. At first, he was simply my best friend. The charming, frustratingly handsome business student who sat beside me during freshman orientation while making sarcastic comments under his breath about the dean’s painfully long speech, and by the end of that day, we were already laughing together like we had known each other forever. Then came the late night study sessions, the coffee dates that stopped feeling platonic far too quickly. And eventually, Damon became the person I called first every morning and the last person I spoke to every

I should have been the friend Ava deserved. But I was tired of being the friend. I was tired of watching. I was tired of wanting something I couldn’t have. So when he leaned in, I didn’t pull away. The kiss was soft at first—tentative, like he was testing whether this was real. Then his hand came up to cup my face, and the kiss deepened, and everything I’d been suppressing for years rushed to the surface. This is wrong, a voice screamed in my head. This is Ava. This is your best friend.