Sakura Wall Novels & Stories

He takes the drone, which is already drenched with water, and based on the look, he was sure it's already broken. "Sakura." The strange girl smiles, and after she says it, there's a wind blowing and the Sakura's flower from the nearest cherry blossom tree falling near them. Looking at the flower, which now falls near them, he nods his head. "Ah, yeah..it's now in April, so Sakura here is a bit prettier than the front gate." Smiling at him, she gets her bag and her flat shoes before she goes to the walkway. She wants to go back to her dorm, change her clothes, and go to the next class.

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.

Akira frowned and uttered, “What’s the matter?” Sakura quickly shook her head. “It’s nothing.” With Haruka’s concerned look, she confirmed, “It’s been a while since anyone has been so nice to me.” At this, Haruka smiled with understanding. Akira laughed and said, “Sakura-chan, you’re making Sosuke blush.” Sosuke frowned at his sister. Akira ignored the dark look her brother gave her. “Come on. I’ll show you to your room.” Sakura was more than pleased the moment she saw her room. It was designed in such a way that was both modern and classic at the same time, with a sort of oriental style pastel wallpaper, chandelier, soft warm-toned carpet, and a low wooden Japanese-inspired bed.

He was sure that if he wanted, he could become a little boyfriend of those rich older women. Monica then put the chair in front and fixed the sign of Sakurasou, ignoring the gazes of a group of housewives and some girls that were walking in front of Sakurasou. If he turned around, then he might realize that there was some drool dripped from the corner of the mouths of those group of housewives. Luckily, Monica didn't do that and fixed the wooden board sign of Sakurasou since there was a missing nail on the top corner. He could see that there was a cat that was sitting lazily on the top of the wall on Sakurasou, staring at him curiously.

Just as he was about to give up, a slight breeze suddenly blew through the oasis. The towering Sakura Tree beside the oasis swayed along with the breeze, its leaves rustling noisily. The pink flowers blooming all over the towering Sakura Tree fell into the oasis with a light tug of the breeze, and they floated quietly on the surface of the water. A moment later, they dissolved apart and vanished in the water. [Could that the culprit?] Solving the puzzle in this mystery also caught Nero's interest. As such, he too was curious as to how the warlocks were turned into a pile of yellow and after consuming the water.

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.

“If you have any news, contact me immediately.” There was a slight pause before Kenji spoke again. “You still have that flower?” Yuri knew what flower her uncle was talking about -- The stalk of the cherry blossom flowers, otherwise known as the sakura blossoms, that Kenji had brought over during his January visit that year, and which Hitomi had placed in a vase half-filled with water. “Of course. Niisan never forgot that my favourite sakura blossoms. Every year, you always picked a stalk of it for me when the sakura blossoms in Japan.” There was a slight pause. “It’s getting late. I’ll make up a bed for you—”

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."