Novel & Cerita Sakura Hugs Naruto

Yesterday when they just arrived at the landslide site, Sazkia saw Qomar coming and offered to help her to wake Syamsa up, a beautiful girl who became the idol of Gajah Mungkur campus. Sazkia also thought that Qomar had started to love Syamsa. Qomar silently stroked Syamsa's head and kissed her forehead while they were in the medical room. Qomar paid no attention to Sazkia who was standing behind the door. "Saz" Lina nudged Sazkia's arm who was still daydreaming. Sazkia turned her head. Meanwhile, Qomar, who was getting bored with the endless waiting, immediately looked down. There is a stiff in the warmth of the night in the Gebang Rejo village hall.

I furrowed my brow as I started to change. “The day my best friend, the future yakuza boss, a total badass, who loves a good orgy Yūri Hatake not only gets married but is in love.” she laughed, coming over to help me with my kimono. Was I in love? Is that what I’ve been feeling? Maybe. It’s a foreign concept to me. “Oh, shut up and help me with this. We don’t have a lot of time.” I shook my head.

says Ayame and holds Akihiko by his collar. “Um… I thought you were gonna wait for 3 more minutes?” asks Yasuhiro hesitatingly. Ayame looks at him with a demonic face and says- “Well, let’s just say my patience has run out.” “It’s been seconds though…” “Special move: Slap flux!” she says while constantly slapping and whacking his face left and right getting him to wake up. He finally wakes up with a pufferfish like face and says with determination, “Whitsu wan! WI’m Wedy!”

he teased her making her roll her eyes, "Don't you have anything better to do, Samuel?" she asked, walking past him. "I do actually but—" "ya! Kira!" both Saga and Kira turn around but the reaction that they both have was entirely different. Kira was the first one to react when the person who called her embrace her into a hug while Saga was just standing there, dumbfounded. Staring at the scene in front of him. He blink once, and twice, and he keep blinking as if this was some kind of a sick dream. For the third or maybe fourth time tonight -he honestly lose count, he found himself frozen at his spot. "What the..."

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

I asked. "Ah..." He began awkwardly and let go of me before moving back a little. "It's nothing." "It's not nothing, Hig. It looks like it hurt." He held my hand and kissed the back of my palm. "It doesn't hurt anymore so, don't worry." I heard someone giggle and I looked around his shoulder at the older woman stood behind him. She was short with straight, brown hair that was tied in a bun. She wore a grey suit and I couldn't help but notice that she resembled Higan quite a bit.

I was introduced into this world on the eve of my mother's death. Through the many stories of my father, I learned what I could about the woman I loved but would never know. She was called Sakura after the season of the cherry blossoms. She was a petite, delicate woman of pale skin. In her joy and happiness, she would turn the gentle pink of the flowers of the season. My father was named Homura after the blaze one would see during his anger if it ever showed.

he asked. Yuri sighed, stopping in her path and shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked up at the sky. A single petal of the sakura blossom flower fluttered down and landed onto the back of her hand before Yuri let it fall to the ground. The girl then turned back towards Tohya, a serious expression on her face.

"What now?" Karina stopped. “I miss you Karina,” Saka said suddenly. “I want to hug you.” Even though he hadn’t gotten permission, Saka still hugged Karina. “Leave it like this for now,” Saka whispered. His hand stroked Karina’s hair. His chin rested on Karina’s small shoulder. “I miss you so much.” Karina couldn't deny that Saka's hug was very comfortable. Moreover, the man's large body covered her small body. Unconsciously—both of her hands rose to rub Saka's back.