Uchiha Itachi Theme Novels & Stories

“Former Phantom VI, Mizuki Itou.” * * * * With an ear splitting crash, the front doors of the dormitory complex of Hati flew open as the locks and bolts preventing the doors from opening split apart. And a group of people all dressed alike in black coats and pants, armed with weapons of all kinds, stepped through the opened doorway of the building. But the group all stopped in their tracks as a single man otherwise known as Mizuki Itou stood blocking their way, armed with a pair of silver hand daggers, a nonchalant look on his face.

Keiichi sensed that the situation was not in his favor and wanted to flee, but he couldn’t because his body was out of his control. A whirlwind swept along Keiichi’s arm. It shredded the red suit that covered his upper body. A dark red plum blossom mark was revealed on Keiichi’s chest. “He’s one of the Ume Ninja!” When Tyr noticed this, he immediately came to a halt and grabbed Keiichi. “You have the plum blossom mark on your body. You are an Ume Ninja! Tell me… Which sect do you belong to?” Tyr’s terrifying strength took Keiichi by surprise at first. He was convinced that his ninjutsu was unbeatable at the time. The main goal of this competition was to see how strong his ninjutsu was.

"I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite." "Yeah, he's probably going to end up having a rich alpha wife." I looked at his face to try to find any reaction whatsoever but he covered his face "But that means, you don't have a chance either, right?" Daichi said, giving me a death stare. "That's what I was thinking." Akito said to Daichi. I knew they were right but it still made me mad but Hinata still hadn't said a word, his face was still covered too. "I need to do something." He stood up and walked away.

He looks like he’s trying to breathe through his mouth and not his nose, leaving me to assume he finds the scent off-putting, too. Tasha nods. “It’s not exactly the same, but it’s similar enough that whatever they’re from are definitely the same species if not the same…things.” She says “things” in a tone that projects both disgust and bewilderment. “Alpha!” I hear Channing call as he approaches with Blake and Serafina. It takes just a moment before I realize he’s carrying a human over his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Who do you have there, Channing?” I ask, feeling my mouth go dry and the sensation of my stomach dropping, fearing the answer.

I knew it’s where he and that fucking bastard Rokurō would be. Their guards scrambled, trying to stop me. I narrowed my eyes before bringing my Kitsune mask to my face. Fear clouded their features at the sight of my mask. They knew what it meant. This wasn’t me, Hatake Yūri, heir of the clan, coming after their boss and second. No, this was Kitsune, a blood-thirsty fox spirit. “Stand down or perish.” I warned, unsheathing my blade ready.