Yuji X Yuta Novels & Stories

said Eiji as he takes a sit after getting his drink. "Jealous? Eiji you really need to get a boyfriend first so that you can also have someone to be lovey-dovey too" Yuuta was aware that Eiji doesn't have a boyfriend at the moment since he focuses more on enhancing his skills in cooking and management of the restaurant than his love-life. "Well, what if I tell you that Melissa's fiancé was my destined partner" "WHAT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS?" shouted both Yuuta and Satoru "Yes, He is my destined partner who chooses to ignore destiny for the sake of the woman he loves *sigh*"

They are even having a conversation. “You want to go to Korea?” Giselle asked Joshua. “Of course! But I want Japan more since I really love manga’s and anime.” “I love reading the manga too!” I rolled my eyes as I hear their conversation. I sit in a chair and opened my phone. Maybe, I should play my favorite game which is Plants vs. Zombies. Lou gets out of the living room of the penthouse with Yuta and Yuki. They seem close to each other huh? “Are you excited about our editing session?” Yuta asked.

The crazy Yuta gushed. "What are you talking about!” whispered Anna who felt Yuta's words were too frontal. But before the boy could answer, Yuta had cursed loudly. "ARGHHHH!!” screamed Yuta because Charisa had stepped on his foot hard. "Idiot girl, my legs can crack, stupid!!” said Yuta to girls standing beside him.

And this time, I make it through without a single mistake— my every move synced with his. He nods in approval. "Good." When he leaves, barrels up to see me. Yuta is right behind him, watching at his Shield with an annoyed look. He was always complaining how Jaki never stopped to stay in one place longer than a minute. "That was amazing. I swear you have the best form out of all the Strikers." He says, large dark eyes sparkling youthfully. "There's a reason the others call him Deathdancer." Yuta cuts in, grabbing Jaki's collar and dragging him away.

He was in love. Yuta smirked and watched as Lixien and Vailan shared a sweet staring contest. "You two… aren't in a staring competition though?" Yuta spoke.

The sight of infiltrators being slaughtered daily by the mighty Alpha Ryu gave me nothing but goosebumps. “Don’t you think Alpha Ryu is the best in the world?” a thin voice let out. The sight of Sasha, a fellow maid, came to sight. “Alpha Ryu is just like the others, if you ask me. He’s cruel, ruthless, and definitely not the man any lady should be dealing with.” “I think he’s handsome, charming, and has a physique every lady would be dying to be underneath.” Sasha responded, her eyes concentrating on the ceiling as she daydreamed.

“Tatsuya?” “Tatsuya Fujiyama.” Yuri stated. “He was only a high school student back then, but he was actually one of the informants for the underworld circle. He was actually one of my informants. And that’s only part of the reason why I even met Ren in the first place.” Tohya blinked, noting the past tense that Yuri used to speak of this Tatsuya guy. “‘Was’?” he echoed. Yuri tensed for a brief moment before her shoulders almost seemed to sag, and she sighed. “He’s no longer in this world,” she said, and Tohya could detect sadness in her tone. “He’s dead. Has been for three years.”

They say that the friends they talk to are too selective. Those three names are Storm Lucena, Yuta Yamamoto and Jaylen Navarro. They are said to be the most grumpy of Shin’s friends. Apart from being rude, when they don’t like the person they are talking to and force them to talk to them, they might be wondering what they can do.

He sobbed at Yuki. Gathering her last energy, Yuki managed to move one of her hands and touch Fūma's face with a weak smile. She said, "Fuma, this is not your fault. I-I, I'm also guilty. I'm sorry…. I'm sorry. I lo-love you, Fūma. Sorry, because of me.... You have to suffer. I -I make you hurt, and.... You, you have to feel this pain again. I'm sorry.... If only I had never existed. If only I had died back then, maybe.... Maybe now you do not have to feel anything for my departure. I'm sorry... Fūma. Please... Fūma. Please... forgive me.... Please, do not be sad.... No, do-don't cry Fūma…." "Sssttt.... What are you saying? Yuki, this is not your fault. You better keep your energy. I'll trea

And most importantly, the way Yut looked at Pat. Like he had already chosen his target. A waitress arrived shortly later. “Another round?” Yut asked casually. Pat tilted his head slightly toward him. “Trying to get me drunk?” “No,” Yut replied smoothly. “You seem determined to do that yourself.” Tee nearly laughed. Yut ordered for another round without looking at the menu.. Pat narrowed his eyes at the stranger before unexpectedly smiling. “Yut is my name, Chayut Athiwat,” Yut said to Pat with a bright smile.