The Dream Of Kakashi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

, I said sitting on the cold grass and close my eyes for a moment ,feeling the soft wind brushing my hair lightly. And suddenly it happens ,again that golden hues flash in front of me making me open my eyes. I turn my head slowly to look at him . He is also sitting beside me with his knee bent and his hand circling around his legs , his bangs are falling on his head slightly covering his eyes too. Like a lost child he is staring at the sky full of stars. "Can you believe if I say that the person I see in my dreams comes in real life", I said in a whisper.

He wondered. Even if it was a dream, he felt that everything in that dream was so real. He also still remembered how the bride looked. She had long black wavy hair and also beautiful grey eyes. Then he talked to himself, "Will she be my bride? Was the dream a vision of my future like my others' dream?" Daniel was happy for that dream because he hoped that he could get married at the age of 23. It implied that he still had two years left to find his bride.

Rosalies POV: I woke up with a splitting headache that had me feeling heavier than usual, making me come to an assumption of ōnoki the 3rd tuchikage paying me a visit during my time of obliviousness and using the: Doton kajūgan no justu, one that manipulates gravity allowing him to increase or decrease a persons weight at wish. I believe I haven’t mentioned it before, but I’m a huge fan of anime… or should I say Naruto in particular, seeing that most anime I’ve watched failed to ignite the same burning passion Naruto did. The sudden buzzing heard on my left side immediately pulls me out of my trance of thoughts, somehow lifting myself up I immediately put an end to the pathetic excuse of a s

"I know you probably hate and don't want to see me right now and it's quite understandable. I won't complain if you decide to ignore me the rest of your life but would you please not ignore me right now" That voice sounded familiar,it sounded like the one he wanted to hear all this time but he was scared, scared to turn only to found out that it was his imagination, a dream and he didn't want to wake up from it. "I just wanted to figure myself up . I wanted to know what I really wanted but seeing you here, right now and like this I know what I want" "Serena"

Or Aiden. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, afraid of breaking the trance and connection with him, if I raised my voice. "I came to know about everything. Katelyn. The attack. Sebastian." "How do you know that?" "The dreams," I confirmed, waiting and wanting to hear him speak again. He scoffed. "Of course. The dreams with the goddess." I didn't say anything to that. What was I supposed to say? I had a feeling that he didn't want me to say anything to that. His scoff seemed accusatory and I crossed my legs over my bed to sit comfortably.

Even people with strong dreams or desires don’t always end up happy, especially when they realize that what they hoped for was too high and impossible to reach, like what he had wanted. "Do you also not have a specific dream or desire?" Akiko asked. When she asked that, Akiko once again realized how little she knew about Kenji. They had never had conversations like this. Their exchanges usually consisted of Akiko telling Kenji about her day and Kenji listening. It had always been like that. "I did. I had a strong desire. It became an obsession because I had wanted it since I was a child." Kenji’s tone grew more bitter, and his eyes, which had been slightly focused on the pond in front of him

I wanted him to rest and be at ease too. "Yeah." I answered before going upstairs. In the next day just like what Alex said I decided to wake up early. I don't want to be late at school, as an introvert, I don't want to be the center of attraction just because the teacher is being mad at me. The people in America is just so liberated and I can really see that Alex is also having a hard time coping up with his work mates. I can see them having new cars going at work and that's his dream.

Are you here to welcome us? A young ninja came forward and yelled, "You dumb Huaxia people. Soon you'll be dead." Yamamoto Kusakara waved his hand to make the young ninja step back, and then he said proudly, "Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Yamamoto Kusakara, a Jonin from Japan. We've been waiting for you here for a long time." "Yamamoto Kusakara, he's Yamamoto Kusakara!"

"Because of you making such statement you made right now then I believe that I will fuck you till you bleeds!" "I will fuck you till death!" He yelled back at me as I keeps smiling. "I will be waiting for you sweetie I know what you can do okay?" I said that as I return to my normal position which is sitting on the floor. After Kamso stares at me for a while he left. ★Author's POV★ She spend some minutes wondering how this village is going to be when her friends attack. About the power she saw at the dream she have never witnessed any of them with such power.

Now that i found out a lot of information and went on a crazy adventure, i wanted to rush back to nikau. As i drifted off to sleep, i found myself in a dream. i was standing in front of a small cottage, surrounded by lush green trees and the sweet scent of fresh pine. In the distance, i could see Nikau, shirtless and sweating, chopping wood with a determined expression. i tried to call out to him, but no sound escaped my lips. i was trapped, unable to move or speak, watching as Nikau worked tirelessly, his muscles bulging with each stroke of the ax.