Yura Yura Naruto Novels & Stories

Goodrich, The Tarishe Curse * * * * Yuri’s eye twitched dangerously as she strode down the hallways of the dormitories of Hati, with a chatterbox, namely Tohya Tanigawa, talking her ear off beside her. “No,” said Yuri curtly as she stopped by the lift and pressed the button for it. “Come on, Yuri!” Tohya nearly begged, both hands clasped together in a prayer motion. “It’s not every day that we can get a chance to get together like this! Just this once?”

Looked like he had safely reincarnated to Ultimatia, the world where Kaguya had reincarnated into. He lifted his body, ignoring the anxious stare of the middle age woman and started getting off the bed. Yuuto wanted to look at himself so he walked toward the triangle shape mirror. What he saw in the reflection was a boy that looked like 9 or 10 years old. His hair had silver color and his eyes were blue, as clear as the blue sky.

Why must she get close to Ryu? Wait. Why do I care? “Okay. Pick a paper each from the baskets” Haruto said. I did as he said. “Read out what’s inside” the guy with the dreadlocks eagerly said. I first looked at Ryu whose attention was now on me. I frowned then darted my eyes back to the paper. My eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when I saw what was written inside. Seeing as I made no move to tell them what it was, Haruto, the dog, impatiently snatched the papers from me and read out loud; “Give your partner a head! Partner is Yua!”

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!"

Why would he need Yuria to pass it to Chase? Yuria was initially happy to hear Chase say she was beautiful, but she got mad when she heard his subsequent words. She whipped hard in the air. There was a loud explosion from it. She placed a hand on her waist and shouted at Chase. "Stop dilly-dallying. Pick it up!" Yuria looked like a queen, and it excited the male cultivators around them. "They stopped fighting to play this game? I'm blinded!" "Wow! Only a succubus can do something like this."

This made me scared. "Please, who are you?" I asked in the most polite way possible. I did not want to annoy the woman; she was unbalanced. "Ah, finally asking me the right question." She said, smiling. She cleared her throat, I knew it was all an act, but nonetheless, it made me more attentive. "I am Ruhun Daji, and my name is Kurwa, the spirit of nature, good fortune, bliss and wellness."

But Kuro hugs her tightly instead, "If I am selfish and greedy, I don't want you to leave. I want you to stay, but you have a better life with them, and a bright future. Nevertheless, those kids agree with me too." Suddenly, an identical twin, male and female named Yuuto and Yuira 9 years old kids, appeared. Kuro offered his hand to Mizu to stand up. The twin then put her a necklace and bracelets made with full of flowers on it. "We love you Mizu" and hug her tightly. Then Akito with the same age as the twin, the most intelligent among the kids in terms of strategy and planning when hunting or stealing, put her a crown of flowers. "The most beautiful and strong woman I know."

“You’re not meant to be Alpha Ryu.” An outburst of laughter erupted behind me. It was Ryu, and he was hideous, with blood rolling out of his eyes and a silver sword in his hands. I suppose someone had given it to him while Kyle was busy speaking. “I slashed your hand, and you think you’ll survive my sword aura?” He chuckled, his hands on the handle as he swung it towards Kyle. I felt the heat as the air from the blade moved towards Kyle. “So this is Sword Aura.” I murmured, “Is he an elemental?”

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.