Rumah Sakura Novels & Stories

She said what she came here to say and for her, the subject was done. Jun made his way down the hallway until he reached what he remembered to be Iori’s room. A door adorned with sakura leaves and a Sakura tree artistically painter. It made his mind travel back in time for a moment back to the first time he had seen Iori in the school library. Her long black hair flowed down her shoulders and the Sakura petals adorning it like a spring crown.

“Why are you asking me about the duke’s bath?” “Well, because this is his room as well, Your Grace.” Clara answered in a matter-of- fact tone. “Then why am I here?” “My dear.” The duke walked in. “This house is way smaller than our estate in Salicera, so it is a bit cramped. Surely, we can share a room for a few days.” Magnolia was too startled to say anything. “So how about that bath? Do you want to take it together?” Magnolia gasped as Clara bowed and sneaked out of the room silently.

I rested my head against his shoulder and glanced at the laptop on his lap. A picture of a three-storey house filled the screen. But it wasn’t just the elegant design that caught my attention. It was the sakura tree standing beside it. Unlike Davidson Place, the house wasn’t overly grand or palace-like… but somehow, I found myself wanting to live there more. Something about it felt like home. “Do you like it?” he asked. I looked up at him. “Where is this?” “Japan,” he answered. “I’m buying it.”

She led me into a huge Japanese-styled room upstairs, with a sliding door, a yard view of sakura flowers, and everything. With the cherry blossom petals falling off the trees in the gentle breeze, this place looked bloody expensive and romantic. It seemed that Lucas had intentionally chosen this place for our first lunch date. OK, not a date. Just a lunch, which he didn't even bother to attend. I took off my shoes and crossed my legs like a Turk, sitting on the futon. "May I take your order now?" Kumiko asked. "Not really. I'm kind of hungry right now. Could you please bring me something fast and ready to eat?"

he whispered on her ear. "Thank you..." she answers and holds his hand on her waist. "You see that honey?" Nathan pointing into the trees covered with ice. "That's a cherry blossom." "Really?" "Every spring, people around here gather under those trees for festival." "Sakura festival?" "Yap, will come back here on spring so we can witness that and beside I think this house needs a renovation." "Will you really buy this?" she asked again. "Do you like this place?" "Yes."

It is rather warm in the room, which I blame for faulty air-conditioning. Jerk is already sitting in the room, waiting for her. He types away on the laptop, while a pile of scribbled notes is scattered over the large desk. Finally, he closes the lid of the laptop with a broad smile. Grinning ear-to-ear like a Cheshire cat, he acknowledges Scarlet as she approaches. “Babe, you’re here as you promised,” he smiles as he accumulates the pile and slips it into a folder, pushing it towards her. Scarlet’s eyes widened with excitement.

The Bentley’s door opened with a quiet click, and cool night air brushed against my skin. Liam stepped out first, tall and confident, his unbuttoned shirt showing just enough of his chest under the warm light at the restaurant’s entrance. The place looked stunning; traditional and serene. Red lanterns hung above the wooden gate, koi swam lazily in clear ponds, and soft music played somewhere inside. The two doormen in yukata bowed deeply as we approached. “Welcome to Sakura Haven, Mr. Smith,” they said together, smiling politely. “We’ve been expecting you.”

The ground was warm, soft, and impossibly gentle beneath me, as if the garden itself welcomed me home. I hadn’t seen this part of the mansion before. Somehow, Azrik had transformed it into a moonlit sanctuary. Twinkling fairy lights danced between Yoshino Cherry trees, white roses bloomed in perfect rows, and a single Sakura tree spread its branches like a canopy of soft pink stars. In the center of it all stood a small round table set for two. Azrik took my hand again and led me toward it. He pulled out a chair and gently tucked me in before sitting across from me. The scene was quite simple, but breathtaking.

He's your Prince, not a normal boy. "Here we are at my palace, meine blume." He said opening the car, I wondered what he said in German. What does it mean meine blume? (my flower). I opened the door and looked at the castle, it was very big and the architecture was beautiful. I love it! The front yard is full of gorgeous white flowers and Sakura. "Since my mother is Japanese and my family loves the culture they put Sakura flowers in the front yard." He smiled, picking up a white flower and leaned in close to me.

He had to admit that the design of this place wasn't that much different from the traditional house that he often saw in Kyoto. The wall outside was quite old, and it should have been repaired several times. In Monica's thought, this place seemed a bit shabby, but there shouldn't be any problem for someone to live in this place, right? Monica then looked at the door plate with the name of the dorm seemed to fall off a bit and the words that were written weren't clear, but he could read it. "Sakurasou (Sakura Dormitory)?" "Yes, the name of this dorm is Sakurasou," Chihiro said with a smile.