Sasuke Uchiha Icons Novels & Stories

Sekora asked. “You will be able to recognize them by the symbols on the hilt, first there is the Tsunami sword recognizable by the wave, next is the Earth breaker sword represented by broken earth, next is the Shadow sword represented by a ghost, next is the Sun saber represented by a sun, next is the Phoenix Wing sword recognized by wings, next is the Speed sword represented by a rabbit and finally there is the Power sword represented by a bull.” D2 replied going back to the lighter tone of voice.

Luke asked looking bored. "There are a few other tents, have a look around. Oh but before you go take this, " I said giving Luke a golden tassel, he held it up to look at it then looked at me and raised his eyebrow, "it's to let the doctors know you're with me, each general has one. Mine is gold, Kaname's is blue and Kami's is silver." "Whatever, " Luke said putting the tassel in his pocket as he walked away. "G-general, how'd he do that? Is he a shinigami pairing?" Aizen asked me still in shock.

The clearing glowed with the twinkling fairy lights that adorned every tree, and the torches that had been lit along the path to illuminate the participants' way. Brand stood in front of the Yggdrasil feeling like his throat was being constricted by a stiff collar rather than a soft tunic. He wore a bearskin over one shoulder to symbolize strength and protection. He was also glad of its warmth as the first snows had started to fall just in the last week. He huffed as Brodi clapped him on the shoulder. "Nervous yet?" he asked with a smile, adjusting the leather hauberk that held his broadsword across his back and the belt at his waist where the sheath for his ceremonial dagger rested.

"This ends now!" "I think not!" Sasaki lowered his sword. His face changed. He removed his helm. The opponent did as well. Sasaki looked at him. He had a smile on his face. The opponent removed his armor. His chainmail shirt danced with his movement. Sasaki did the same; he was much faster in chainmail. His opponent had a main of black hair that hung past his shoulders. His face had a full beard; his features were that of a noble. His eyes were the same as Sasaki's, the eyes of a man that has seen death first hand.

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

Looking at another Shadow Beaver in front of me, I noticed this was a new person. “New guy?..”. I Nudged at Sasu, after all it was a new face, but somehow I sensed that he was somehow related to Sasu. “Yes Sir…it’s my Cousin…Sosa…Recently Graduated from the Shinobi adult ceremony and also reign the top graduates from the Secret Agent Program…he once served in the Special Forces Dungeon Explorations Team…this is his first deployment..”. (Sasu) “Oh….Nice to meet you Sosa..”.

Samehada (Naruto) Among the seven swords on this list, perhaps Samehada is the sword you are most familiar with and you don't need to go into detail about its origins. Samehada or literally means "shark skin" is the main sword of Kisame, Itachi's partner in Akatsuki. This abnormally shaped sword was passed down from generation to generation since the first Mizukage Era. Kisame himself is not the rightful owner of this sword, but Samehada (as a soul sword) judges the ninja worthy of swinging it.

And at the center of it all, undefeated, untouchable, was Kane Shawn. Standing at 6'5", with a body carved from years of brutal discipline, he was a titan among men. His blonde curls were damp with sweat, sticking to his forehead as he rolled his shoulders, his enormous arms flexing with ease. His skin glistened under the dim lights, his six-pack rippling with every movement. But it was his face that truly set him apart a masterpiece of sharp lines and perfect imperfections. His light blue eyes had the power to pierce through a man's soul, making even the most confident opponents hesitate. His lips, full and sinful, often twisted into a smirk that made women weak and men envious.

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

Isamu, who has red hair and golden brown eyes, rocked a street punk look and exuded an electrical magnetic charm. Tadashi, who has orange hair and oblivion black eyes, looked at home in his simple black shirt, cargo pants, and combat boots. Hansuke, who has light brown hair and hazel eyes, looked cute in his hoodie, trousers, and sneakers. Eiichi, who has purple hair and indigo eyes, looked suave in his V-neck long-sleeved shirt, long pants, and classy shoes. Tatsuya, who has green hair and turqoise eyes, looked smart in his woolen vest with a shirt underneath, long pants, and working shoes.