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the moment was already broken between the love rabbits and an few extra minutes of heated saliva exchange could surely wait. "It is alright, Nara." Rima said with a big smile, the brightest Sara ever saw on her face, her already beautiful face was radiant, like a sun shining with sheer happiness, extreme happiness, Sara thought as she looked at her, her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were sparkling, a beaming smile was plastered on her face, and something else, Sara thought as she looked at her, there was something else about the ice queen, but Sara couldn’t place her finger on it just yet.

The other girls up on the stage are still dancing, but almost everyone’s attention is on the group huddled in the middle of the floor. I threw back the third one and snorted. I half choked, half laughed knowing that Star probably has some poor sap eating out of her ass cheeks and selling his soul for some bump and grind. It would also explain why Randy was a little short with me on what’s going on on the floor. He’s made it obvious that he liked her with the little things he did for her. My body warmed slightly and I asked him for two more shots when a couple of girls leaned on the counter next to me. “Oh my Gods, can you believe how hot he is?" Sakura squealed. She was a big Naruto fan and

— It’s a good comparison, but it doesn’t fit Aronohai Misa. With her easygoing character, her heterochromic eyes, and the controlled sense of danger she exudes— she’s more like an exotic large feline. Like a tiger pretending to be domesticated by a hare. Sakura would find the situation amusing, if she weren’t the ‘hare’ in question. She opens her mouth to try saying something but is cut off by Misa’s strange actions. The she-alpha drags Sakura’s palm down the side of her face and repeatedly nuzzles into it. Either she’s playing into her role of a tiger, or she really likes the scent of Sakura’s pheromones.

He takes the drone, which is already drenched with water, and based on the look, he was sure it's already broken. "Sakura." The strange girl smiles, and after she says it, there's a wind blowing and the Sakura's flower from the nearest cherry blossom tree falling near them. Looking at the flower, which now falls near them, he nods his head. "Ah, yeah..it's now in April, so Sakura here is a bit prettier than the front gate." Smiling at him, she gets her bag and her flat shoes before she goes to the walkway. She wants to go back to her dorm, change her clothes, and go to the next class.

Jessica said while staring with glittering eyes at Jerry. "You guys are the rotten humans that ruin normal anime and turn them into another thing, ugh," Jean prejudiced harshly. "Shut it! So what if we prefer Sasunaru?! There were meant to be!" Jessica argued. "Sakura and Sasuke have a daughter named Sarada, give it up, you fools! They're just besties!!" Jean argued back, as a Naruto and Sasusaku fan at that, he refused to give in. He believed that all Saku-any other ship that wasn't female should burn in hell, ugh! How he hated those rotten people who shipped his favorite character with males!

I jerked as his hands enveloped mine, the warmth from it send beautiful goosebumps all over me. "During Naruto mission with Hinati to rescue Hanabi, they both fell on a genjutsu (Illusion), Naruto was able to connect to Hinata's Memory because of the red scarf that intertwined the two" he gave me a slight squeeze as I remember the moment he is saying and it's one of my best scene.

Magnificent, elegant, and sophisticated, the mythical form of god Ophiuchus, the Zodiac god of the destined ‘she’ and the name that was given to the Pegasus that both of them knew by heart and across the different worlds and books didn’t change a bit. “Zero.” They both call, now having that fluttering feeling inside their hearts. Like children with their first encounter with the butterfly-like feeling inside their belly. Then a warm smile draws to their faces, a first and at the moment after time and days, made them express that genuine expression that at some point they both almost forget. “You both are here.” The scent of Sakura flower, eyes that resemble the starry night sky, hair that re

She was hiding herself from the flying dragonfly which then perched on the edge of the table near Jai’s position. “Oh. This is a very big dragonfly. What is—I mean, what’s her or his name?” Jai asked. “This is Sakura. She is a Cherry Blossom Dragonfly.” Tsubasa answered. “I don’t want to seem rude, but I’ve never seen a dragonfly as big as her. Is it a normal size, Tsubasa-san?” Jai asked as he observed Sakura, the raspberry colored dragonfly that’s almost as big as a two months old kitten.

I looked at her confusedly, and she went to the table just near our spot. She holds the flowers that are covered in pink wrap. A smile crept on my face. "Tada," she said as she presented to me my favorite flower. The'sakura' or cherry blossoms that are natively found in Japan "Thank you, shinyu," I smiled as I held the flowers in my hand. As of now, I can't tell whether I should still carry both of these flowers since they are too big for my hands! "You know what?" I said.

Ah, the rose looks perfect now, he thought with a smile. “Really?” Sakura asked, eyeing the photo she’d clipped to the side of the canvas. It was of the cherry tree she had taken that day before she met the brothers. She picked this particular picture because the tree stood alone with petals floating across in the wind, and in the distance, there were hills and beyond that the sea of the island. It was perfect for her painting. Ned put down his brush and folded his arms across his chest, finally eyeing her. “So what’s bothering you?”