Naruto Hates Kakashi For Not Training Him Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I made my way back to the pack with the picture and the spellbook but I kept feeling something, it kept pulling me back to the house but I had to go home. I made my way through the thick forest and soon the pack started to become visible. I saw little werewolves wrestling each other and putting into practice all the tactics their master had taught them. It reminded me of when Nikita would train me because my master didn't like me. He always said I was too slow and wasn't as strong as Adrian and he often neglected me all together. I stopped going to training sessions and she noticed it and then she decided to train me herself after giving my ex-master a scolding. She was incredible, she had g

Right now all he wanted was to be alone, and Tara was the last person he wanted to see. “You’re training awfully hard,” she said, “considering the fact that you’re not entering any competition. But then again, you’re too old for that now. So what’s this for? To keep fit? Or was there something else bothering you? “I’m not training,” he said, closing his eyes so he didn’t have to see Tara’s annoying face. Oh shit! He could see Sakura in his mind’s eye. Her glossy black hair, her soft skin, her sensual lips—those lips he had just kissed.

He sits on the rock where Hiroki used to see me every day to train. "You are very good!" he tries to encourage me. Come to think of it .... If Satoshi still has feelings for me... why not give him a chance? I know what I said... but... who am I kidding... that would be using him out of spite like Hiroki used me... and it would be hard for me to have feelings for Satoshi... can we try? I can't with the lump in my throat anymore, as the arrows run out, I go for them... starting to sob, Satoshi realizes this... he helps me to pick them up one by one so gentle.... I need a hug and he knows it.... When I pick up all the arrows I rush to hug him wanting a little bit of caresses and feel some affe

Ah, he suddenly wished his lover was there to pamper him. ********** "Thousands of years later" Akira crash-landed inside the system office on his butt, very hard too but after spending thousands of years falling on his butt, he no longer felt any pain his behind was very well shaped as a result but unfortunately, his abnormal lover had no interest on his butt other than to look at it, enjoying the view but not wanting to do it. [Welcome back host.] "Daisuke, you son of a bitch, you said nothing about having to spend thousands of years mastering Martial Arts!!"

"He's actually my trainer," "Oh, alright," "Yeah, and I'm so sorry for the way he behaved. I can't believe he refused to call you by your name," Aurora apologizes, her tone tinged with disbelief. "I know, it's like he's still holding a grudge from when I spilled wine on his suit at the brunch party," "True, but I doubt that's why he behaved like an asshole," “I actually think that's why, especially if he still hates me.” "Nah, he doesn't. It's been years; I don't think he still hates you,"

“He is too busy worrying that you are a human. He thinks that you are weak and that being mated to you would make me seem weak and he is afraid that we might be attacked because of it.” “Why not just tell him what my training is?” I didn’t understand why he didn’t say anything. “Because, my dear, there’s no fun in telling him. You have to show him.” He leaned over and kissed my forehead. “Now get dressed for some sparring.” “Will I be sparring with you?”

He scowled deeper, then mumbled, “Sorry.” The word was small. Barely audible. I nodded. “Accepted.” That surprised him. He glanced up quickly, then looked away again like he didn’t know what to do with forgiveness that easy. We sat in silence for a few moments. I let it stretch. Let the adrenaline bleed out of him naturally. Finally, he muttered, “I hate it.” “Hate what?” “All of it.” He gestured vaguely at his chest. “This. The wolf. Training. Everyone looking at me like I’m about to explode.”

However, just as I was ecstatic, Roshan shattered my fantasy with a direct statement. “Not only do you not train hard as a loser, but you actually went inside the forest to waste time. Are you trying to get rid of your slave status by seducing your trainer?” Like a pitch-black stone smashing the crystal of fantasy, my brain went blank for a moment and I could hardly believe my ears. Why? Why would he do this to me? Weren't we… mate? The aggression in my heart surged up like a dark ride at the bottom of the sea, and I looked at him with wide eyes.

But this rascal always found a way to annoy and tease me, and when the opportunity to get away from here for 5 years for ‘Demon Training’ knocked on my door, on the other side of the continent, I instantly grabbed the opportunity as fast as I could. Now, here I was stuck with the person, whom I hated with passion and wanted to stay away from, just because I had grown to learn to “hate” him. “I hate you,” I spoke through gritted teeth before flipping the annoying prick over me and straddling over his lean and well built torso instead. Woah ! I could feel his muscles and intense hardwork behind them. God ! They felt like heaven under me. Kris whimpered at my outburst and suddenly, his usually

My reputation would be tarnished, and I'd become the laughing stock. "I don't want to train anymore... I don't want to," I sobbed, burying my face in Nathaniel's chest. His arms enveloped me, offering comfort. Though I knew he didn't fully understand, his nod of reassurance soothed my frazzled nerves. "I just can't embarrass myself further," I whispered, my voice cracking. "They already hate me... I don't want to add more fuel to the fire." Nathaniel's expression softened, his eyes filled with empathy. "It's fine, pup," he whispered, his voice low and gentle. "I'll personally train you, and nobody will be there if you want."