Sakura Haruno Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

Hearing this, the fairy returned to grant Sakura a wish: to merge with Yohiro and together become one tree. A miracle: the tree finally bloomed. Since then, the love of Sakura and Yohiro brings to every spring a spread of lively blossoms that fill the land with sweet perfume and color." At long last, my vivid imagination ended the moment Hanako finished this glamorous tale. "So? How was the story? A good one, wasn't it?" I couldn't help but agree. "Yes, it is a good one indeed. May this story survive the coming generations as well."

She looked like a supermodel. “Oh, Jesus! It’s Nicolas,” she said. Nicolas snorted. “Akira. I hope you’re not leading my beloved sister astray.” Beloved sister? Noah glanced at Sakura and then Nicolas. Was Sakura his stepsister? Damn, but he still couldn’t get over the fact that Sakura was so beautiful or that she reminded him so much of Haru. Akira raised a brow at him. “Speak for yourself.” She turned to Noah. “Don’t get too close to this man.” She pointed at Nicolas. “He’ll drive you crazy.”

Said Sara giving Sekora a tight hug. “Mom, I’m not a weed, I’m a big flower. Said Sekora, crossing her arms. “Oh and which one is that?” asked Sara with a smile. “The Cherry Blossom flower.” Said Sekora returning the smile. “Alright honey, lets go or we will be late.” Said Sara, loading Sekora in the families Honda Civic and shutting door. “Can we listen to the Magical unicorns theme?” asked Sekora. “Once.” Sara replied. “Twice please!” pleaded Sekora holding up two fingers.

Jun asked trying to follow up with his friend's reasoning. "let's jog up your memory a little bit..." His friend said, " Do you remember certain lazy evenings at the school's library, especially in the spring, there was a sakura tree near the library windows and the light breeze always brought petals into the room whenever the windows are open... One day, as you headed toward the corner where you usually sit, you saw a beautiful raven-haired girl standing there and holding a book in her hands..." "Which one of us was the writer? Because I'm beginning to wonder if our careers got switched for a moment," Jun said uncomfortable with what his friend was saying.

I just don’t care, because I can do whatever I want to do with him when we’re home. We spent our whole time talking and not attending our first subject at all. (Please don't skip classes!) "Kanna, I have seen a makeup tutorial for a 002 cosplaying. Wanna try it out?" Noni asked. One thing that made me become close to Noni is because she is also a weeb like me. I remember when I found out that she also kept various tarpaulins and pillows of male characters in her room. She really thought that I would find it weird and I would suddenly ignore her! But I also immediately explained to her that I would not be angry because I am also a delusional fan girl. Good thing to have a friend like her but

Sabrina snapped her fingers in front of me and that was all it took to pull me back to the present. “Are you even listening to me?” she asked and I sighed. “Uhhh… yes, yes.” I blinked back a couple of times, willing my eyes to adjust to my surroundings again. “I heard you.” I said. “Of course.” She knew I was lying but she knew better than to push it. “The mating ceremony will be so fun. What if you find your mate there, Kieran?” Sabrina said. “Yeah.” I gulped. “That would be nice.”

“Just us.” Breakfast waited in the same serene dining room as before. Low table, floor cushions, the gentle clink of porcelain against lacquer. Sakura wore pale lavender today, her hair pinned with a single jade comb shaped like a crane. Haruto sat at the head in quiet charcoal, already reviewing something on a slim tablet while sipping matcha. Dante,black cashmere sweater, dark jeans, sleeves pushed to his elbows, settled beside me, one hand resting casually on my thigh beneath the table the moment we knelt.