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

It’s not my fault Nate , it’s not my fault that you hate me , what have I don’t to get all of that hatred from you . I am not your fucking property that you can keep and monitor and treat like a fucking puppy , I am sick and tired of this life you want me to live . Why can’t you just let me go , my mom is waiting for me and there is a whole life ahead of me instead of being bonded to this place , let me go for fucks sake . You hate me , you can never hide that hatred you have because it runs too deep . I hate the fact that you hate me and I hope you know that I feel more hatred for you than you ever will .

Kieran ~~ One thing I hated more than Jin Kisaragi was girls who didn't know their places. Girls with uncouth mouths, rascals, and opportunists like Nimue. I loathed her down to my bones. I couldn't decide who I despised the most between her and her stupid mother. Returning to my room in anger after my father had insisted that she was to resume the same college as me, I began to doubt if my plan had not backfired on me.

He knew my reasonings for not wanting to go back to River Ash. I avoided everybody for the rest of the day. Even missing training, which was not something I had ever done since I had arrived here. Training was everything to me. It was the one thing that kept me in line. It kept me grounded. Gave me something to focus upon. But I simply could not face the looks upon the faces of all the senior warriors as they trained us. Plus, in truth, I did not want to face my cousin either. I hated how I had treated him…

Zendaya's point of view As we were driving to the pack house, I told him what Nathan said about training with me, and also about me joining his warrior team. “Warrior team?" He asked in surprise, but I quickly cleared him. I told him that it's just my intellectual ability which is needed. “But I told you I'd give you training. Why did you accept Nathan to do it?" He added, his voice not sounding pleased. “I know you did, but I don't have any choice. I can't say no to the Alpha." I don't know why I feel that he's angry about this. Whether it is him or Nathan that trains with me, I don't think it matters.

My body felt hot, and not just from his warmth, some kind of heat curled inside me. “Why are you here?” I ask, curious, and eager to distract myself. “You had a nightmare. I'm the only one here,” “Right.” I nodded, how did I forget? We share an entire floor. “How are you settling in?” His voice was barely loud, like he was holding back. “The trainer you assigned hates me and wants me dead.” He chuckled, “If Mika wants you dead, you'd be dead before I can reach you.” “She hates me.” I grumbled.

“I should thank you? For putting a spot on my back and making me a target? Why else would I need to train so hard?” “Blame your father for that,” he mumbled as he began dabbing warm water on my knee, “he should have trained you as every other wolf. Now you're breaking your knee cap over basic training.” I saw red. “Oh, you think if my father had trained me, I would have been here with you?” “No but that would have saved us both a big headache.” He stood up and went to dump the water. “You're just a horrible man, and I think you enjoy your cruelty a little too much. That's why you blow hot one day and cold the next because Goddess forbid anyone sees an iota of kindness and love in you.”

“Absolutely not. You don’t get to take my life and then expect me to fuck you because of some magical bond.” “I’m not expecting anything.” Lucian’s voice was strained. “I’m just warning you what’s coming. The hunger will get worse. You’ll be able to handle it for a while, but eventually…” He stood abruptly. “I’ll leave you alone. There are clothes in the closet, bathroom through that door. Try to rest. Tomorrow we’ll start your training.” He was at the door when I spoke. “I hate you.” Lucian paused, his shoulders tensing. “I know. I hate myself too, if it makes you feel better.”

“Hate you? Please. This is me showing affection. If I hated you, I would have told Lucas all the shit you say about him behind his back.” “Wow. Thanks for the love,” I muttered dryly. “You’re welcome.” He patted my shoulder with a smug smile. I swatted his hand away with a glare. “Afternoon training. Really?” “Really,” he confirmed, his grin widening. “You were the one who begged me to train you, remember?” “Well I’ve changed my mind,” I shot back. He laughed. “Too late,” I stared at him in disbelief. “You actually enjoy this, don’t you? Torturing me?”