Yamato One Piece Novels & Stories

Every second of every single day. My name is Yamamoto Aito and I am the most popular, most handsome guy in the school. I have platinum blonde hair which I'm too lazy to comb so it's always messy but people tell me it makes me look sexy. I have eyes like crystals. Brown but glassy. A slim pointed nose, pretty pink lips, and smooth clear pale skin. Not a single blemish could be seen. Thanks to my family's good genes.

Based on his outfit, he was not a local. Dragon Scale was stunned. Before she could ask, Dragon Head introduced him to her, “This is the VIP I invited from Japan, Kazuo Yamamoto.” Kazuo Yamamoto? Dragon Scale frowned a little. She felt like she had heard that name somewhere. All of a sudden, she remembered it. “Are you the current tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas?” Dragon Head gave her a big thumbs-up. “Wow, you’re quite knowledgeable. Like you said, Mr. Yamamoto is the tribe leader of the Iga Ninjas. I purposely invited him from Japan to deal with Thomas.”

Then addressing the sea she said: “I will take the place of His Augustness, Yamato Take. I will now cast myself into your outraged depths, giving my life for his. Therefore hear me and bring him safely to the shore of Kadzusa.” With these words she leaped quickly into the boisterous sea, and the waves soon whirled her away and she was lost to sight. Strange to say, the storm ceased at once, and the sea became as calm and smooth as the matting on which the astonished onlookers were sitting. The gods of the sea were now appeased, and the weather cleared and the sun shone as on a summer’s day. Yamato Take soon reached the opposite shore and landed safely, even as his wife Ototachibana had praye

It was still fresh in his mind, the first time he was brought to Yamamoto Group and met her. Akira Yuuto was an orphan, he was brought to Yamamoto Group and there he met Yamamoto Kaguya. Simple, rowdy and cute little monkey, that was his first impression of the Yamamoto Princess. Kaguya didn't have a haughty attitude, instead she was warm and bright just like the sun. It didn't take long for Yuuto who was five years older than her to fall in love with her. As if it was fate, Yuuto's eyes never left Kaguya.

- Yamato, Yvere, Peter, Lao - (Middle of the night before the battle starts) Yamato had invited Yvere and Lao to discuss with him and the other healers what the plan was as they moved. Peter insisted on joining, curious as to what Yamato's actual goal was. The four were trekking through the thick mud of Bolotano as Yamato started to speak. "The demon's betrayal aside, I think it's good that you're here." He said. "Healers, especially a vampiric one, can be invaluable on a battlefield."

At the centre sailed a vessel built from white bone. Grandmother stood at its bow. Beside her was Kiyomi. Not bound. Crowned. And Hayate knelt at her feet with a serpent blade pressed against his back.

She turned sharply and began to run. “ whyy is it chasing Amaria? ” Dove asked, “ I don't know but we have to stop it before it destroys the town and kills Amaria,” Elex said. Dove scoffed and Teresa replied, “ Elex, did you see the size of that thing? We can't defeat it easily, that's a warrior Daemon boar, the strongest type of Daemon boar ever seen, we do not have the power.” “ You mean you do not have the power, right?” Dove said with a smirk on her face. Teresa sighed and rolled her eyes.

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

Kyoto, Japan "Please, come with us. You haven't even named your son yet. What if something happens to you?" Natasha pleaded, holding his husband's hand tightly while the other wrapped around her bump protectively. Lightning flashing, thunder erupting. Her voice was weak against the howling wind and through the torrential downpour.

But he smiled softly, as always. - Thank you, sir, - she thanked him, and the Japanese drove the car further down the road. “Ah… what are you doing here?” I thought you left. "Oh no, I love these parts," Yamamoto said, gripping the steering wheel in his small fingers. “I have a house here, in the middle of the forest. Living in the wild is wonderful. Sammy barely thought, so she just nodded. Weakness set in, and she struggled to stay awake, relaxing in the easy chair of the car.