Naruto Coughs Up Blood Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

The insecurity and anxiety are killing him, though all his classmates probably are experiencing the same. It is even more disappointing when it starts to rain. “Urrr…” “Couldn’t expect something worse, thanks, my lord.” Just when Nino is complaining about the bad weather, he hears a slight ring from his phone which is buried deep down in his bed. “Hello…Sis Lana?” Nino answers the phone with a big question mark because it is quite weird to receive a call from his neighbor Lana at the moment even though they have known each other for 2 years already.

My body felt numb, but I didn't see nor feel anything like pain, scared nor nervousness. I raised my hand and grip on the heretics wrist firmly. I look at him with my emotionless eyes and tried to speak. “What?” he questioned when he didn’t got what I said. Cough Cough! I cough blood, it almost made cry because of the iron smell and rusty taste on my mouth. He glared at me and increasing the strength of his grip to shut me up. I let out a choke before laughing a little at the air on my lungs are slowly decreasing.

Kiran suddenly flicked his right index finger, sending a drop of blood toward Shimada. Shimada tried to dodge, but he was a step too late, and the drop of blood landed on his right arm, making a sizzling sound as it was burning through him. Ah… Shimada let out a painful cry. He quickly retreated, covering up the hole in his arm. His eyes were glowing blue as he looked at Kiran in fear and anger. Kiran looked at his wound in surprise as it miraculously started to heal itself. “Is it a monster?”

coughed up blood! "No–Miss!"

I clutched at it, gasping as the sensation spread. “What the hell...” I started, but the words died in my throat as I saw the same pain reflected in my brothers’ faces. Axel doubled over, his hand pressed against his chest, while Aiden collapsed to his knees. And then it happened. Blood. Aiden coughed violently, the sound wet and sickening, and dark crimson dripped from his lips. Axel followed, and I realized I was coughing too, the taste of iron flooding my mouth. "Who...are...you?" I managed to say between a mouthful of blood but then, there was no response. I realized that this must have been the figure I saw close to the dungeon and dismissed it as nothing earlier.

My body felt numb, but I didn't see nor feel anything like pain, scared nor nervousness. I raised my hand and gripped the heretics wrist firmly. I looked at him with my emotionless eyes and tried to speak. "What?" he questioned when he didn't get what I said. Cough Cough! I cough blood, it almost made me cry because of the iron smell and rusty taste on my mouth. He glared at me and increasing the strength of his grip to shut me up. I let out a choke before laughing a little at the air on my lungs are slowly decreasing.

She hums, “Normally, I would rather use my own legs, but for today...” She coughs, trying to clear her throat, and she turns away from them both as she coughs up a lump of moss along with a large blood clot onto the floor. She groans, and wipes her mouth on her arm, “Carrying sounds lovely, thanks.” He looks concerned, “Right… Are you going to be coughing up more of that?” She smirks,

Heavy and satisfied and completely emptied out. That was definitely still ace nut, Parrot said dreamily. Mixed with actual feelings. A dangerous combination. "Dangerous," I agreed quietly. "What?" Nero asked. "Nothing." I closed my eyes. Then I felt it. Something warm on my shoulder. I looked down. Blood. A single drop. Then another. I looked up. Nero's nose was bleeding. A thin dark trail from his right nostril. My stomach dropped. His nose. "Nero." I grabbed his face. Made him look at me.

He rushes back to the sink and lets out a violent cough and blood splatters on the white sink. He can never escape, can he?

If I collapsed in front of everyone there would be an uproar. Enduring the ever growing pain, I rushed out the kitchen without sparing anyone a glance. When I was sure I was away from scrutiny, I staggered, using the wall as a guide as I entered into the suite. I went to the bedroom, inhaling the sheets that had Vie's scent. Slowly, my breathing calmed, the pain subsiding. I opened my palms once more. And sure enough the blood was still there. How could I cough out blood? What's happening?