Naruto Fist Bump Novels & Stories

Does she have that effect on him? “Sure, you can.” She replied with a smile. Eric let out a sigh of relief after which he moved closer to her and slowly zipped down her jacket. Annie watched him as he got down on one knee and placed his hand on her belly. Annie's heart melted the way he looked at her flat belly with so much love and adoration in his eyes. There was no bump yet but she was sure as hell that this baby meant so much to him and he will love him or her beyond words.

He ended, offering his hands for a fist bomb. This was the moment that Lucas was waiting for! To meet the two Fire Starters at White Day High! Extending his hands, and creating contact with Maru's fist, Lucas can't help but smile widely. This Asian guy was friendly. Maru patted the other boy's right shoulder and pushed him in Lucas' direction. The boy resisted the push and tried his hardest to maintain his balance. His oversized shirt interacted with that quick movement. Lucas stared awkwardly at him, as the boy faked his smile. His white teeth suited his brown skin.

He expressed. “If you can beat me in a clash, I will but that… ” she clenched her fist as the air around her goes thicker, crumbling the ground beneath her, “Can never happen.” The entwined stalks almost reaching them, she swung her fist to the direction of the enormous entwined stalks, her fist shockwave went forth at it. A huge explosion happened after being collided by her fist shockwave, razing the entwined stalks uncontrollably cratered to the ground inside the Kontar's invisible barrier.

My thoughts must be pretty obvious because, as one, the group breaks into encouragement meant only for my ears. “Put it there, sammie. It was nice to meet you.” Lancer offers me a fist bump. Yes, a fist bump. It’s the first one I’ve ever had in my life, and when my smooth knuckles meet his big, scarred ones, an odd smile breaks over my face. Sammie. Goodness.

I say, and they nod. ____ With Sza's Nobody Gets Me playing loudly in my ear, I do not hear someone calling me, till they touch me, my fight impulses kick in, making me punch them, in the nose. "Oh fuck." She screams, and I frown, I know that voice, would recognize it anyway. "Fiona, what the fuck." She looks up, holding her nose which I am sure is broken. "Perfect." I spit out her name. "Why would you touch me like that, out of nowhere."

Daniel POV: "Never underestimate your opponent," I say waiting for her to get up. She mutters something in Japanese and then she stands up straight glaring at me. She throws a punch and I grab her fist twisting her arm and now her back is pushed against my front "I need you to try Nina" I whisper in her ear and she huffs pushing away from me. We fix our stances again. She throws a punch and as I dodge it I see her leg try to trip me so I take a step back

I knew we had already met at the party that night, but I couldn’t help but extend my hand to her. "Hi, Poppy. Nice to meet—" I stopped short as she took my hand, but not to shake it. Instead, she took it and quickly bowed, touching her forehead to the top of my hand. It was a traditional gesture of respect. 'Am I looking that old to her?'

Nathan stumbled back a little, upper half leaning back to avoid the punch, barely and he almost lost his balance when his opponent's other fist came flying from the other side. Of course, he used the distraction trick. It wasn't until Mr. Choi's fist slammed into Mr. Kim's jaw from beneath in an uppercut, a small growl leaving both their lips, and was followed by the lone tear rolling on my cheek. I turned around slamming into Jungkook's body with such force that he moved a step back with an 'oof'. "He's getting hurt, he's getting hurt, he's getting hurt," I repeated like a mantra, my nails digging into the middle of my palms in crescent-shaped moons.

he smirked. Hana held her chin up amidst the sniggering boys. The fatty one grabbed the other girl’s collar, sending her to tears. Suho sprinted to where they stood, howling at the top of his lungs, “Ya!” Curling his right fist, it flew in the open, landing on Yonghwa’s cheeks. It slid to his nose, twisting his entire face to the left. Bam. Then he threw his left hand. An uppercut landed on Yonghwa’s chin, sending him to the ground.

I added, stretching out my clenched fist for a fist bump. As Liam stretched out his fist to fist bump mine, I stretched my hand open before he could, making him fist bump my open palm instead. “Oh snap, gotcha,” I said, then turned to leave. It didn't matter that Liam had a confused look on his face, I'm sure he wondered what geeky joke that was. But I was in high heavens, I was too happy to care. ***