Sakura sighed pensively as the train slowed to a stop at the station platform. Certainly the excitement that came from knowing she was about to experience a world beyond familiar flooded fields excited her but somehow the parting filled her with a foreboding she found hard to push aside. The Daimyo had accompanied her to the station, a great honor and at the...
They sat there in little stapled magazines, surprisingly real. Their titles read School Hearts in English (it was originally going to be Entwined Hearts, but Naomichi insisted that no one in Japan knew what "entwined" meant). The first issue's cover was graced with an image of Yui, the second's by one of Sakura. The covers were done in black and white, partl...
I'm...nervous. Worried that the bite of the rope may hurt, or leave noticeable marks in the skin. If that were to happen, would I be in trouble? Or, am I in trouble already? "Take your clothes off." I try to stay in control, not let my hesitation show; and as she slowly slips out of her clothing, I am surprised at how compliant she is. My eyes wander up fr...
I do not own the characters (they are owned by Masashi Kishimoto). in this story Naruto and Sakura are both 20 Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze sat in the living room of the Hokage Mansion at night looking at a photo album of his adventures with Team 7 during his childhood. Ever since the end of the 4th Shinobi World War, he found himself reflecting on his time s...
"Damn it, this is supposed to be a legitimate business, not some Willie Wonka fantasy!" Angel then tore the four page report in half and tossed it to the side. "Now then, I suggest that you make yourself useful and scrub all the toilets in this facility or find another job." Angel then stormed up out of her chair and past the devastated manager to make a rou...
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. The characters in this story are the intellectual property of someone else. No revenue was generated from the posting of this story. In other words, it's just for fun. ______________ Ryu's kick barely grazed the top of her he...
Mikasa glided into the cafeteria, her straight black hair brushed to the side, crossing over her left eye. The white blouse of her school uniform pressed tightly against her body annunciating her small, yet visibly perky breasts. As she moved towards me her plaid flannel skirt rose up exposing more of her thigh with each step, the curve of her hips lifting a...
Her ready room smelled of burning wire and hydraulic fluids from the recent battle. The door hung off angle, still on the list of repairs needing to be made to the USS Hinata. Only a week into her maiden voyage the Starship was called to a battle in the Terzon system were a fleet of ships were assemble to take on the most recent of the Borg attacks. Most shi...
To enter Raion's house it was necessary to skirt the very formal karesansui He had personally laid out some few years previously. The very carefully raked crushed granite sand was always impeccable and of the many services Sakura undertook the upkeep of the garden was her favorite. She found the task of creating the rippling waves surrounding the three islan...
Hi Guys, Well, this is something of a departure for me, I've been loving the Three Square Meals series Tefler has written. It has inspired me to write my own story based in his universe. So the start of a new series for me and the beginning of a new style of witting for me too. I publish this with huge thanks to Tefler for allowing me to take these liberti...