Shisui X Itachi Novels & Stories

“Gomenasai (I’m sorry). Watashitachi wa itsumo anata to issho ni imasu (we will always be with you).” It’s the last thing I hear before I wake up in sweats, holding on to my chest as my heart beats like crazy and I’m sitting up on my bed, tears running down my cheeks uncontrollably. – “I was a part of the Tsuki Guardians Pack before I found my mate in Blazing Wolves,” Sho, the man who recognized who I was earlier, said. “Tsuki? Moon?” I didn’t exactly study Japanese growing up, but I knew enough. I don’t know if it was because of my background or if the words just stuck to me ever since.

This year's match-up promised to be the most intense yet – Shirashi, the village's reigning champion, against Aika, a mysterious newcomer with a reputation for being as ruthless as she was beautiful. Shirashi stood confidently in the center of the arena, her long black hair swaying in the breeze. Her husband, the Narrator, watched from the sidelines, a mix of pride and worry etched on his face. He knew his wife was a formidable fighter, but there was something about Aika that made him uneasy.

She smiled in return shyly, he had just saved her from her sister and she was grateful. "You both look nice in your outfit as well Sasuke, Itachi." Sakiko complimented with her head a bit down. Sasuke wore a white and blue striped sweatshirt with a pair of black jean trousers to go. Itachi wore a blue jean, a black jacket and a white inner shirt. Sasuke leaned in so his mouth was close to her ear and said in a whisper, "Thank you, my shy twin." She blushed even harder than before and he felt proud knowing he made her that way. "Now, shall we?"