Naruto Shippuden Blue Bird Song Novels & Stories

His hand is possessively on her stomach, gluing her to his front. Her eyes meet mine, and I have to take a few calming breaths to calm down my fucking dick that is threatening to join the show. "I have a new song for you tonight, Jellyfish." The crowd screams harder, but all I see are blue eyes and toned thighs, and my brother's hand. My fingers start strumming on my guitar. "This one is called Sky Blue."

He smiled too and then proceeded to eat his slice of the cheese pizza. After that, we started eating. He talked while I listened while trying to eat. We talked and ate. When we finished, he took out his guitar and played. I watched him play in contentment as he continued to sing and smile softly, almost dreamily looking down as if he didn't want to break the moment. I could tell from the way his fingers moved on the strings how much he cared about playing. I loved music and I loved watching him play. He had such a nice voice. It reminded me of a beautiful song I heard once but couldn't remember which one. Then I suddenly recalled. It was from an old folk song called "Song of the Blue Bird".

I saw birds flying to another tree in the distance. I continued to walked as I followed the source of the bird's chirping, and when I found it, I looked up at a large tree. Naruon ang umaawit na ibon. Nakakamangha ang kulay. It's a combination of blue, red, yellow, yellow green, and white. I wonder what kind of bird it is? "Althea!" Napalingon ako sa dating pinanggalingan ng may tumawag sa akin.

Hikaru POV Why?! Why!! Why can't it just be me? Why can't you love me just for being myself?!!! I cursed as I rested my face in my hands as I cried tears of frustration. At that moment, a brilliant blue light started glowing from one of the pouches of my belt and an even more annoying sound started rigging in my head. "Lips are turning blue A kiss that can't renew I only dream of you My beautiful" I groan... Stupid fucki** Soul!!!! I breathe trying to calm myself down since my fury of feelings is what's causing the Soul to sing. As long as I'm able to get rid of my frustration, it should stop signing.

We’ll be in the same room again twenty four hours from now. I sent the reply and stuck one hard black headphone in so I could enjoy some music. Би-2 (bi-2) blasted into my eardrum and I leaned against the white plastic chair. Shuffling their playlist, I stop when my favorite song, “Spark Off”, begins to play. “Greedily swallows the sun Жадно так глотает солнце Two silver wings Два серебряных крыла Your dear friend will not return

His voice cracked at first, but he continued singing anyway. "Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise..." When Sane heard that song after a while, he immediately remembered Seleen. It felt as if the song was perfect for her, and he silently hoped that she could carefully listen to the lyrics of the song. "Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free."

I was devastated. Wanting to comfort it as it lay dying, I sang it a song. I don’t remember what song it was. But something happened during my song. I could feel some kind of power resonate with every lyric. Then, as if by magic, the bird’s wing healed, and its neck straightened out. I remember the bird sitting up and giving me a regal bow before it took off in flight. It was the most wondrous and unbelievable experience that I’ve ever had.

Swallowing hard, I finally voiced out; " It is extremely rude to keep my date waiting." Leaving him there I made my way to the car which was already opened, hopped in and in about 3 minutes we had zoomed off. The ride was quiet, so I took the initiative to play something soothing, nerves calming and tension easing. I played Heaven by Julia Michaels. "You know I would not want to interpret this song." I said to him. "Why?" He asked— his eyes fixed on the road. "Cause it will speak of us— Troy is a good guy and yet here you are— the big bad wolf. Though I doubt you will ever think of bringing heaven to me. I mean you're Shaun Vance."

"Me? Hmm.. I don't know how creature like you can call me. But- ugh! What!?" Not only the girl was surprised. Even Jevro and Clewin gasps when a powerful healing power envelopes their bodies. Followed by the hottest temperatures landed in the middle of the nest. The black fog disappeared and the gigantic snake is now burning with bluish fire. "Schreeech..!" Jevro look up in the sky and tears peek on his eyes. A huge blue bird is flying above them, encircling the area while breathing fire. "Jevro! Clewin!"

Then, grudgingly, *real enough*. Birdsong threaded through the air, high and bright. No mechanical hum under it. No distant crowd roar. It's just a lazy, slightly off‑beat melody from something with feathers and absolutely no interest in my trauma. One trill in the song was… wrong, somehow—a "note a fraction sharp," like a recording glitched for half a second, and then smoothed over. My eyes stayed closed. Part of me was afraid that if I opened them, I’d see castle stones or neon sky or the inside of a bus.