Novel & Cerita Sasuke With Itachi's Eyes

Sasuke said in a low voice. "Hi Sasuke," Itachi replied and waved at him, with a thinned lip smile as he's gaze travelled back to Sakiko. "How do you feel?" Itsumi asked, walking up to the side of Sakiko. "I am better thank you," he replied the twins before moving his gaze to Sakiko. Sakiko didn't say anything, she just stared at him with her hands on her lips. His gaze finally landed on her and took her tired and weary look in. "Why have you been crying Sakiko?"

Pathetic right? The whole shooting, jumping, sneaking and all that was finally telling on me, my eyes were getting heavy but I struggled to keep them open. I felt like if I closed my eyes, when I open them I'll be in the Italian Don's claws. I kept moving my head from side to side. Till my eyes couldn't take it anymore, the tiredness was too much as darkness consumed me.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

This, the sacrifice of a career opportunity for an uncertain vigil, felt both necessary and gut-wrenching. Returning to the room, she found Kimora and Vettel, their once warm faces etched with grief. Tears glistened in Vettel's eyes, despair clinging to every line of his weathered face. Kimora, her hand limp in his, looked like a wilted flower, drained of sunlight and hope.

Isabelle screamed hysterically as she watched the video. "Turn it off! Turn it off! It's fake! It's fabricated! It's been edited with AI! This is malicious slander!" She tried to rush up to the screen to block it out, but she ended up tripping over her long dress and falling to the ground in a disheveled mess. Gabriel stared at the unfamiliar, cold-blooded version of himself in the video and turned deathly pale as he trembled uncontrollably. The pack warriors below the stage howled and roared in fury.

He threw it aside and looked at his half baked reflection in the mirror. The mirrors had a few boxes beside them. As he opened them, mice ran out from the boxes. He looked inside. It had Kirito's pictures from his childhood. Age three, short black hair, healthy body and green eyes. There were several other pictures of him. One which caught his attention was the seven year old Kirito. He was extremely thin, taller and had blue green eyes. "It's hard to notice, but these are two distinct eye colors... and maybe two different people," Kurosava said. He took a picture of three year old Kirito and a seven year old Kirito.

"am I really being a bad father , Takamatsu can't help asking himself as he looked at Isekai's eye, he has always felt like he is looking at Asuka when ever he looks at Isekai's eye, Isekai eye was exactly the replica of his mother's own, his pupil was a bit brownish with something like a fire wheel on them. maybe i am really a bad father, but am doing this for his own good, one day i might leave him so I don't want him to feel so bad when i leave , I don't want him to feel how i feel when you left me, that is why i am using this extreme means on him , though my method might seem evil and hurting towards him but that is what i exactly want.

The elder smiles, raises the chalice and faces the crowd, “We accept Angel Hunter as our Luna, we will respect her and aid her in any way we can. Now Luna Angel Hunter and Alpha Damon Lucas Hunter will both drink from the chalice, the blood symbolises the unity of our leaders and their commitment to the Silverwood Pack” Damon drinks the blood, he has a strange moment where he looks dazed, his eyes seem to light up with an actual glow. It looks like something from a Ski Fi movie, I’m worried because he seems frozen in time. The elder steps to Damon and gently puts his hand on Damon’s shoulder to check he’s ok and Damon steps out of his trance. Damon passes me the chalice and “whispers it’s ok

All of a sudden I felt dizzy and collapsed on the floor, it was like the sight of her made my eyes blurry all of a sudden… Sasuke who was patiently listening to Kazuma was now having a puzzled expression, he turned and looked sideways and it felt like someone was listening to the story all along. when he saw there was no one he shook his head in disbelief thinking maybe he was just thinking too much while listening to the story. Kazuma who was spouting profoundly slow not missing any detail of the story gazed at the expression Sasuke was having but could only sigh and continued…. "mom I'm cold"

I frowned, looking away from him. He sighed, the warmth of his hand cupping my face to make me look at him. “I don’t care about any of that. I don’t care that you’re a Hatake. I don’t even care that you’re Kitsune. I’ve seen you take someone’s life, and I don’t care.” he was so serious. His voice didn’t waver, and his eyes remained focused. He wasn’t bullshitting me.