Sakura Branch Tattoo Novels & Stories

He then opened the shirt he was wearing. “Do you have a tattoo?” Karina asked. She had just noticed a moon and star tattoo on Saka’s left chest. “Since when?” “Since you left.” Saka lowered his head. He kissed Karina’s neck. “Karina misses you so much!” Karina squirmed uncomfortably. Saka's fingers had already entered her dress. Stroking her stomach—then up. Squeezing hers that were getting bigger due to her weight gain. “Saka…” Karina whispered.

"I've been here by your side the whole time. Too scared to leave you in case something happened." "Thank you for being here," I whisper. I promise I'm okay now," I smile, trying to reassure him. Brax leans in and presses a gentle kiss on my forehead. My left chest hurts. I look over, moving my shirt to unveil what looks like a tattoo of tree branches running from my breast to my shoulder. "what's this?" I ask, showing Brax the mark.

"What is going on?" "Shake my hand, Tachibana Takeo." Takeo was completely taken by surprise. This grapehead rascal said his name after all! Takeo extended his arm and shook my hand. The Sakura tree bloomed brightly for a brief moment, shedding it's petals on these two boys. After a brief moment, Subaru left a confused Takeo standing beneath the Sakura without a word. However, before completely turning around, Subaru caught a familiar-looking figure stalking him from the bushes. Though he didn't do anything about it,. It was pretty obvious to him regarding who it was.

"Hope, you will go with us before we'll leave this place tomorrow." Near the wide river sparkled like gem under the bright sun, a fully bloom Sakura Tree was located. A bunch of pink petals falls down like gentle rain on this bright sunny day. The wind blows followed by a sweet fragrance and green grassy ground sways along with the current. Mizu was sitting in front of a wooden cross with a bunch of flowers in vibrant colors the couple given and some were picked by Mizu freshly in the woods, are laid on the grave. "Mom, I'm here again." the wind blows to her melancholy.

But she also knew she wouldn’t regret it. She’d gotten a long tree branch, starting on her middle finger it went over the back of her hand, one part ran up her thumb as the rest went down the side of her arm and around it. Several mini branches poked out here and there.. and it was littered with maple leaves, successfully covering up her other tattoo.

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.

There, just like his brother and Taryk sported, was a new tattoo etching itself into his skin. Rushing over to Lukas, I reached down with one hand to steady myself against him as I leaned down to inspect Scarlet's upper chest. Instead of the heavy black lines that marked the guys, hers was almost delicate. Done in silvers and whites, it reminded me of an acid etched mirror. Her skin just happened to be the canvas. I looked over the room. Swallowed as something dawned on me. "Lukas, why are we the only ones who aren't still passed out?"

I will have to carry the pairing chip around, so this will be entirely my choice. Just a few minutes later, the tattoo is done, and Ara is standing by a mirror checking it out. The design is beautiful, with interlaced stars and a colorful pattern of gold and silver connections between them. "Sir, what stone have you chosen?" she says, opening up a plastic organizer box. "The Rose Diamonds," I say. Nancy pauses and looks up at me. "Sir, those are—" "Thank you, Nancy. The tattoo looks great," Ara cuts her off unintentionally. "Oh, sorry," she adds once she realizes we're both looking at her.

she asked sweetly. "I’m..." Takuto’s mind raced. He had to think fast. "I’m practicing tattoos! Yeah, like the cool ones the older kids get..." The teacher laughed heartily, clearly entertained by his imagination. "What are you planning to tattoo?" Takuto, a master of improvisation, responded without skipping a beat, "The company logo." Teacher Yamada burst into laughter, unable to contain her amusement. "Oh, Takuto, you’re such a creative little one!" She leaned against the wall, still chuckling, unaware of the "Take down Kenta plan" scrawled on his arm in crayon.

He moved his hand to touch his breastbone beneath the muscular chest, caressing the exotic tattoo of the sakura flowers that intertwined and wrapped themselves around the word Snow that only he could read and understand. Mindlessly, he gazed at the tattoo he’d gotten nine months ago. It was a symbol of Sakura, of his Snow. He wanted to imprint her within his heart always and forever. Hence, every time he stared at the tattoo, he’d see her within his mind’s eye, and his heart would ache for her, for her love, for her warmth, for her kiss, for them to be together.