You Are My Friend Naruto Mga Nobela at Kwento

Even though he was saying funny words, there wasn’t a hint of smile or laughter on his face. “Are you seriously quoting Nagato from Naruto?” One of the tied men joked and let out a painful chuckle. The other one smiled awkwardly with his swollen lips. “Yeah, and I’m happy you’ve seen Naruto, now I’m going to show you what Nagato really meant.” Nick replied furiously, he stabbed the man on his lap then twisted the knife, the sound of flesh tearing apart and the splash of blood was covered by the man’s outrageous yell. “Who fucking sent you?” Nick yelled back, ignoring his painful screams.

"What?" "Someone's watching you. Protecting you. But you need to be careful." He stared at me. "Lucy—" "I'm sorry." My voice cracked. "I never meant to drag you into this." He reached across the table. Took my hand. "Hey. I'm not going anywhere." "You should." "I should. But I'm not." He smiled. "Because you're my friend. And I don't abandon my friends." I didn't know what to say. So I just nodded.

Antonio smiled nervously ,gazing at his companion, who stood behind him. A friend, a co-worker. Beautiful Hinata. His Japanese co-worker and the only friend he made after all his years in the new country. Actually she was the one who made the move to befriend him. He was very shy to interact with other workers and could hardly hold a conversation. What a personality switch for Antonio Montero! “I can't wait to meet your parents”. She smiled. Antonio nodded. “They are lovely people”. “You are a living proof”. Hinata replied.

Tia calls I roll my eyes and get off my sofa. Naruto is amazing lately, but I don’t get a chance to watch it as much as I want to anymore because my best friend wants to hang out all the damn time now that her and Dante work different shifts. “Ahh. Look how hot he is.” I look at the Tv in my spare bedroom and roll my eyes. I should have known she was in here watching BTS YouTube videos. I dramatically roll my eyes. “I see.” I say in a bored tone.

“What is this? Where am I?” There were no signs of another life aside from me. The leaves danced gleefully with the wind and the branches of trees swayed simultaneously. “You’re in your dream state.” I almost jumped in shock when someone spoke behind my back. My eyes darted at him from head to foot. His vibrant aura shined luminously like diamonds. The strands of his ash-gray colored hair resembled Kakashi’s. Kakashi was my favorite anime character. He looked like he just came out of Webtoon.

" You're my friend and I wanted to check up on you. See if you're okay or not. You did say it was stinging." Friend. Friend. Did I even have one of those? The only friend I could proudly say I have, is Nita. Well was, anyway. "I'm your friend?" The word tasted strange on my tongue. I searched his face for any emotion but his facial features just remained calm. " You think I'm your friend?" "Of course." He sounded smug. " You've been starved of human communication for soooooooo long. Anymore solitude and you'd be psycho by now."

I mimicked what Tanjiro just played and imagined the sound building, climbing, reaching out of the pressure to raise up a fist. My dream of Izanagi came back to mind. Raising a fist pump in silent tribute. I rarely remember dreams but it struck a chord in me. Izanagi... My best friend, I'm kind of surprised I've managed to get so far living a life without him. I try not to think about it, but whenever I remember it still gets to me. I stopped playing. My mind blank. "What was that?" Tanjiro's face looked confuzzled. "Huh?"

She suddenly looked at me-- smiling while saying, "Thank you so much, Gin. I am so glad that you are my best friend." She turned slightly away from me as she watched the sunset. I slowly walked toward her and embraced her back while whispering to her ears, saying, "Akira Kaneko, my best friend, my favorite enemy. I love you. I have liked you since the day we first met," While saying those words, I didn't realize that tears were falling from my eyes. The world stopped for a few moments, and suddenly, Akira grabbed my arm and then faced me, smiling like an angel. She patted my head. Then she hugged me tightly.

"I can't abandon my wife. Thank you for liking me. I gave my love to her and only want to be with her." "What about me?" Miyamoto Meihe continued to ask, "Can I only be your friend? Is there no hope at all?" Yang Xiao nodded. "We can be best friends. If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me at any time. I will definitely help you." Miyamoto Meihe and nodded with red-rimmed eyes and finally stopped crying. In the end, she looked at Yang Xiao with red and swollen eyes and said, "Well, you have to be with her. Otherwise, I will take you back."

I suddenly felt his gaze on me and as my eyes locked on his rich brown orbs, I forgot how to breathe. I had to fight the sudden urge to fan my face as his gaze bored into mine unwaveringly. I shifted uneasily in the seat and he must have noticed it because he soon smiled and then looked away. Was it the kiss we shared that was making me react to him this way? Made me so aware of him, physically? He was my fucking best friend! So what if he was as sexy as hell? I couldn't let a pesky feeling ruin our friendship. Plus, I still hadn't broken the mate bond with Trevor.