Naruto Hates Kakashi For Not Training Him Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I’ve prepared a studio for you since you like to paint. If you want, we can have you give lessons to kids as you’ve done before. Or would you prefer something else? Tell me, I’ll give you anything you want.” “I’d like to train,” I said. “Train what?” “Train myself.” His eyes narrowed as he dropped his fork. “I do not understand.” “What’s there not to understand? I want to become stronger. I want to train with the warriors.” “I can’t accept that.” He shook his head. “That’s not what someone who loves me would say,” I countered. “What are you even – do you know what you’re asking? You’re the Luna of this pack. Why would you need to train with warriors? Do you think I am unable to protect you?

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

Some are loyal to their Naomi already and tried to give me attitude. I told them I'm not trying to be their friend, I'm here to train them that and that's all.They don't like me,tough! They are stuck with me, I'm a coward, it's official! I might as well tattoo that on my face.I have been avoiding hunter today. He's at the same field as me,training with the pack warriors but I could feel like gaze on me. Maybe he's watching to make sure I don't put another one in 'coma'.,-maybe he's checking you out-,He's not...he better not be!

He treated me like shit, yet I couldn’t get him off my mind. I absolutely hated him, despised him, wanted to stay away from him—yet I wanted to be near him. I knew I did because, If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have let him train me. Truthfully, I didn’t know what I wanted. “You’re almost there,” Kylan called out. “Five more minutes.” I groaned inwardly, hearing the frustration in his voice. He seemed way more energetic when he watched me suffer as if he enjoyed watching me struggle.

Nyx’s POV Days went by, and it got increasingly awkward attending lessons with Narek. Unfortunately, there was no one to complain to. I couldn’t tell Aunt Garcia I wanted to stop just because I didn’t feel comfortable. I’d have to think of something else, but till then, the torture continues. The awkwardness in the room was so thick that it made bile rise up in my throat. I’d half-expected him to address what happened that day, but he’d just continue with the training like none of it happened.

I would never have believed that I would hear those words from Theodore. "Now enough of all the emotions and pretence" I turned around to see alpha Lucas, his eyes were burning with rage. "It's such a shame that I also bought into your pretence all these while Ava, but why am I not surprised?" He stepped even closer to me. "You are so lazy to train, that is why you are left so much behind by your pairs, you can't even do what your mates do, and that is why you are a very bad warrior." I wiped my eyes with the back of my palm, I had always told them in the past anyways that I did not want to be a warrior, why did they just keep trying to force it on me? Why waste all of those times training w

I slouch back over defeated a huff coming from my mouth. We get to the training ground and he places me back down carefully. I roll my eyes at him and slap him on the chest. “What was that for?” He asks holding his chest and acting offended. I give him a look and he laughs along with the guys as I turn and walk away toward my pack. They follow close behind silent once more I swear they act like my shadow. My pack looks to me Kira stops teaching and bows her head her eyes not meeting mine. It hurts my heart knowing she lost some respect for me because of what happened when I left the territory for the first time. She was teaching them new techniques until I decided to show up I guess.

I pull the seat beside him and lower myself in it. "He seems smitten by you though" Noah smirks and I roll my eyes. "That's because he is my mate" "I need him strong sweetheart. This world is not for the weak. You are training alongside him when we get home" Noah says and I cringe from inside. I am too lazy for stuff like that. I would rather sit at home and pop out babies. "Is it necessary?" I asked dreading the vigorous hustle. I have never trained all my life. In our pack, they only trained shifted wolves and I haven't yet. Goddess!, I hate sweating.

Kasit burst through the door seconds later, face pale with worry,followed by other workers. “Darika?!” She immediately crumpled toward him, cradling her hand, tears springing to her eyes like magic. “It hurts… Kasit, it hurts so much… I don’t know why Narat hates me. All because I begged him to make coffee for me too. I never ordered him… I was polite.” “STOP LYING!” I yelled, hiding my own pain. “Narat, stop.” “Tell me you don’t believe her, right?”

I’m not sure what upsets me so much; his preferential treatment of Nyra or his fake concern for my well-being. “We will resume your trainings when we get back.” He says and my scowl deepens. “I can’t contain my excitement.” I bite out. The topic of the kiss never comes back up, and I bury it under the tons of my resentment towards him. I could have been at home, training to lead my pack as Khafal but instead, he has me stuck here playing survival games with that brat.