: Wolf and Cub : Chapter one :: Wolf and Cub : Chapter one :3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.Wolf and Cub.
. By Sonxfanchara .
Special thank you too uno-loco-amor, for helping me with my story and checking it. And for just being awesome !
Three months ago tragedy struck leaving a father with his hands tied behind his back with the full responsibility of child rising. Since then the days had become somewhat normal with the exception of those once tiring days become exhausting hours upon hours of work, whiter it was taking care of his child or working. Being a very important shinobi to not only the Land of fire but most importantly his own village Konoha left no room for him to complain or let his guard down.
Oh, how this legendary man known as the White Fang missed his wife and how he wished his son in whom had been named Kakashi, could at least have known first hand of his mother's love before her passing. But then again it was easier on the boy not knowing it at all. To know such a pure love and have it snatched away was painful. But being in this
Before It All ChangedBefore It All Changed4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Title: Happy Birthday: Before It All Changed Forever Part 1 of 2
Authors: Kita_the_Spaz & Kiterie/SumiHatake
Characters: Sakumo, Kakashi
Summary: Everyone knows Sakumo failed his mission, everyone knows it shamed him, and everyone knows in the end what happened, but not everyone knows everything. This is our story of Kakashi's last Birthday with his father, how Kakashi saw him before it all changed, and the type of father Sakumo was. This is also an entry for Kakashi's Birthday and Sakumo's Legacy Challenge.
Disclaimer: We don't own Naruto, but this story is ours.
His father had never been much of a cook, so it was more than a little unexpected to wake up and find him cooking. Even if it was his birthday, Kakashi couldn't help but be surprised by the gesture. Genius or not, he was eight so he didn't bother changing out of his pajamas or brushing the messy spikes of white hair before sitting down at his space a
When It all ChangedWhen It all Changed4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Title: Happy Birthday: When It All Changed Part 2 of 2
SEQUEL TO Happy Birthday: Before It All Changed Part 1 of 2
Authors: Kita_the_Spaz & Kiterie/SumiHatake
Characters: Sakumo, Kakashi
Summary: Everyone knows Sakumo failed his mission, everyone knows it shamed him, and everyone knows in the end what happened, but not everyone knows everything. This is our story of Kakashi's last Birthday with his father.
Disclaimer: We don't own Naruto, but this story is ours.
Kakashi woke before the sun had even begun to peek into his window, the oddest feeling creeping up his spine. Slipping out of bed he scooped up Guruko, who made the smallest squeak and continued to sleep. He reached over and scratched Pakkun behind the ears.
"What is it?" Pakkun asked, lifting an one ear and opening one eye. "Getting up already?"
Not knowing how to explain what had woken him, Kakashi nodded.
The small dog jumped down to the floor
K.I.H.S (CHAPTER 1: Part 1)K.I.H.S (CHAPTER 1: Part 1)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
When Sasuke and his group of obnoxious boys walked into the class room, he immediately spotted his blonde boyfriend in the middle of the group of flamboyant girls. Naruto noted the group of boys walk into the class then smiled at Sasuke before returning to his previous notion. The boys saw this and shared the same surprised look on their faces.
“I KNEW IT!” Kiba yelled, grabbing the class’s attention, “Nothing, nothing, nothing to see here, nothing to see here.” he shooed their eyes away. “You two are back together aren’t yah?”
“We never broke up.” Sasuke took his seat.
“Yes!” Kiba cheered, “Give me my money!”
“Damn it!” Neji hissed as he pulled out his wallet.
“You win this time Inuzuka.” Gaara scowled doing the same.
“Take your seats students.” The teacher instructed once he walked into the classroom. The students complied.
Finally the bell rang signaling home time.
Team Seven - NaruHinaSasu - CHAPTER 2 (ENG)Team Seven - NaruHinaSasu - CHAPTER 2 (ENG)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sasuke was careful to never show what he felt or thought. Most of the time he was naturally quiet and withdrawn; he cared little about the affairs of others. But the evident anxiety that girl displayed around the Uzumaki kid was really starting to aggravate him.
The only comfort was that all of that excessive attention wasn't aimed at him. He knew that if it had been any other girl from his ex classmates selected to join him on the team, she would've been infatuated with him (as had happened during his entire academic career). She would've ended up being completely useless to them; only worried about catching his attention without contributing anything to the group. Having Hinata Hyuga as a member of Team Seven could have its benefits: he wouldn't have to endure one of his obsessive fans in the group.
However, there was a huge negative in the whole equation…it made him sick to his stomach to have
Red [Grell Sutcliff x Reader]"Poor thing…she does not have much time left, does she?"Red [Grell Sutcliff x Reader]2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I can still hear you speaking.
"No, she does not…it is a wonder she has lasted this long, however. Most of our patients have already succumbed to the white plague."
Stop talking about me like I am not even here.
"It would have been better if she had passed on instead of holding onto her life as long as she has. She is in so much pain, I gander…and she is barely awake for more than five minutes at a time nowadays! Poor thing…poor, poor child."
If you pity me so much, you'd end this wretched existence here and now so I wouldn't have to listen to your compassion.
"It's strange, when you think about it. That a simple girl like her is still alive, yet some of London's most bureaucratic aristocrats have passed away. They have had the best treatment possible—but we are just average physicians. While I am a practicing doctor…there are still many things about the human body tha
SasuHina- precious 11SasuHina- precious 117 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Part 11- Timeless
Hinata was finally home from that week-long mission. It was a simple mission: to escort some nobles to another village. She had been anxious to get home to see Sasuke. She was worried of whether he would really destroy Konoha
Sasuke! Im back! she called as she took off her shoes in a hurry. When she looked up, Sasuke was standing right there with that familiar smirk. Welcome back, he stated simply. Hinata stood straight up to face him, and he saw the worried look on her face.
Before she could open her mouth, he answered her unspoken question. I called off the attack. Her eyes widened and then seemed to sparkle with happiness. With glee, she hugged Sasuke and thanked him over and over. Then Hinata stared into his red eyes, and asked, But what about avenging your brother? She felt guilty that she had caused Sasuke to give up his goal.
He smiled down at her, and ran his fingers through her hair. Itachi tol
SingHe never thought that he had been so surprised in his whole life.Sing2 years ago in Romance More Like This
No, he had no idea. He hadn’t even given it a thought. You couldn’t imagine it by looking at the man, neither by hearing his voice when he spoke normally… But now it actually made sense.
He leaned to the left and glanced at the brunette from behind the tree, tried to not get caught.
The grass swayed because of the hot breeze that passed by, and it left a fresh scent in the air. The sun wasn’t covered by even the smallest cloud.
The man was seated with his back leaning against one of the trees, just a few meters away from Kakashi. His eyes were closed, his chest was rising up and down like it normally would.
The green field jacked was missing, he was just wearing the standard pants and his usual black undershirt. A few leafs had fallen down and they had landed on his lap and on the mane of messy, brown, thick hair. Spotty shadows from the tree crown fell down over his calm fa
KakuHidaHe watched the world through pain hooded eyesKakuHida7 years ago in Open More Like This
Hiding fromt he hate
And ignoring the lies
Purple eyes closed as the hurt became to much
He held himself gently
Desperate for a tender touch.
Dragging himself upright he gasps as the twinge
A masochist in agony
He found the joy over before it begins
His steps were labored as he ran through the night
To forget about the fight
Sometimes being immortal can be undesiarable
When the only man you love
Finds you uncompliable.
The fit of rage was so much worse then the last
He finds his strengh fading
And gives in to the inevitable collapse
The footsteps he hears coming
Bring a tightness to his chest
He knows this strong football
So much better then the rest
He closes his eyes and braces himself for the blow
But the hand he now feels
Expresses the love thats rarely shown.
He looks at the unmasked face
At the stiches and the eyes
He lets his tears fall
Dropping his disguise
A quiet "I'm so sorry" is whispered in his ear
He is pull
Don't Think About the PastThis is impossible.Don't Think About the Past2 years ago in Romance More Like This
He stared up in the ceiling, sighed as he put the hands behind his head in a relaxing pose. The bed was cool and comfortable, the sheets felt soft against the bare skin.
But despite all that, he couldn’t sleep.
The white haired man’s look flew away to a small table on his left side, where a thin orange book carefully was placed.
Oh… I really want to read that part again…
He reached out his arm, but stopped the motion half way. No, this wasn’t the time. He could read it later. If he did it now, he would neverbe able to sleep…
A smile decorated his lips when he sighed and leaned back in the earlier pose, thinking about his favorite parts again…
Sounds of birds singing outside the window, a breeze that blew in through the open window.
I miss you guys.
Rin, Obito, Minato. But also Naruto, Sakura and Sasuke. Pictures from his memory, all of their smiling faces appeared in his mind, made him smile a little
Yamato X Little!ReaderYamato X Little!Reader3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
~~Yamato is 20 years old and your 10~~
Yamato toss and turned around his bed. He couldn't sleep well.
He got out of bed, put on his sandals and went for an evening stroll around the village.
He sighed and sat on a nearby bench where a lamppost at the side of it. Just enough to see his surroundings.
He looked up at the sky and smiled.
Then he heard something behind him.
He turned around and saw a bush rustle.
He took out his kunai and went towards the bush.
Then something jumped on him making him fall to the ground on his back and dropping his kunai.
He groaned and tried to get up but he felt something heavy on him.
He opened his black orbs and was face to face with a little girl.
He blinked twice and looked at her, moving his head up and down.
She had (h/l) (h/c) hair, deep (e/c) eyes and wore a pair of black shorts and (f/c) jacket.
She smiled. "Hello." she exclaimed and raised her left hand.
Yamato raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side.
"What are you doing out here in the
2P!CanadaX1P!Canada - Pt. 12P!CanadaX1P!Canada - Pt. 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Matthew sat in the meeting room, listening to Alfred and Arthur argue during both of them trying to get there information out at the same time. The cerulean eyed boy looked to his twin brother, his eyes intent.
No one ever noticed him, especially not Alfred. The american was always rambling about being the hero, and being stronger than anyone else, even Ivan. Which, due to the facts on many wars, was proved. But that didn't give him any right to not even remember his own twin's name except possibly, maybe on Canada Day, where everyone was wishing others about it to remind him for a moment, that Canada, Matthew, his twin brother, had existed.
Arthur and Alfred had finished their current fight, and Alfred babbled on about America's affairs, since Arthur got tired of the battle and thought if he got his own presentation done first, then other things may get done as well. He thought wrong though, since when Arthur's turn came, the american was still babbling during most of it, earni
White DeathWhite Death Hetalia StoryWhite Death6 years ago in Historical More Like This
Summary: Simo Hayha was one of the greatest snipers in the world. His country wants to thank him personally.
Countries/Pairings: Finland, mentions of Russia
Simo Hayha woke up in a place he couldnt recognize. A soft voice beside him said, Ah, youre awake. I wasnt sure you were going to rejoin us. Simo looked to the side and saw a young man with pale blond hair and reddish eyes smiling at him.
Where am I? Simo asked. The area looked vaguely familiar, but he couldnt place them.
Oh, thats right. You were unconscious when they found you. Youre in a hospital because you were shot in the head with an exploding bullet, the young man replied. By the way, I wanted to thank you for all youve done against Russia. Hes going to leave us alone now, thanks to you and your comrades.
Simo nodded. Youre welcome, he replied, but he wasnt sure who he
APH Forget-Me-Never Chapter 2WARNING This chapter contains personified countries, violence, somehow finding the ability to injure a personified country, and insane Canada. You have been warned c:APH Forget-Me-Never Chapter 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
AN Honestly I had no idea how I was going to make this chapter work . So I decided to go with the headcanon type thing that nations can be severely injured to the point where normal humans would die, but because they are personifications of nations they can't die from the injuries unless their country is destroyed. They have to go through the pain of healing from deadly injuries because they are personifications. I figured this would make the story more dramatic too
"Another meeting without anyone noticing me," Canada hissed under his breath, angrily tossing random items around his room. Glass shards from plates and vases lay scattered across the floor, and pieces of paper crumbled in random places from the nati
Saint FrancisMatthew stirred slightly, he was just coming to. He had been unconscious for quite some time. Every move he made filled his sore body with even more pain so he kept the moving to a minimum. He couldn't even groan in pain, he couldn't find his voice to make a sound. Just how long had he been out? At least he was sitting up but he realized with a small jolt that he couldn't see. Why were his eyes wrapped up, he wondered. Oh God, he thought suddenly, the explosion. The bright, nuclear explosion must have blinded him. Dammit, would he ever see again?Saint Francis3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He remembered vaguely, before he had passed out, Arthur, Alfred, Francis and himself had been running from an explosion set off to kill all the zombies. The zombies caused by that horrid virus created by those insane doctors. Matthew didn't know all the details but he knew it had infected 80% of the world's population. Their
Mayhem Under The MistletoeThe snow descended from the sky like frozen teardrops, kissing the buildings and treetops with icy lips.Mayhem Under The Mistletoe2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was while the village was snuggled deep within a blanket of such that four companions gathered, their hearts swelling with the cheer of the impending holiday.
"Thanks again for helping."
Naruto's entire visage was radiant with the utmost joy, his own heart fit to burst with the the spirit of Christmas.
"No problem. We WERE coming to visit, anyway….."
This from Sakura, currently standing upon a ladder as to affix Christmas baubles, their glittery sheens of celadon winking at the collective, upon the tree.
Kakashi stood by, his arms burdened by a large box housing by the remaining ornaments.
Hinata poked her head from the kitchen, her eyes sweeping the room at large.
"Cocoa?" she inquired softly.
The blonde-tressed male and pink-tressed woman met her proposal with enthusiastic nods, as the task of decorating the tree was nearing its finale.
"May I help?" Kakashi u
The Beginnings of a Madman "What the hell...!" Britain grabbed for his phone blindly, unable to rip his eyes off the headlines for the first of November. He hit the speed dial and waited with a shaky hand for the other person to pick up the phone.The Beginnings of a Madman4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yoooo, America here!"
"America, are you looking at the headlines!?"
"What are you talking about? I'm getting ready for elections!"
"Russia! What the hell happened to Russia!"
"He scared the heavens out of you last night, remember?"
England facepalm. "I know, I know, but what happened after that, you dolt?!"
"Lets see..." America put some thought into it. "I brought Russia to my house to scare you, then I sent him to scare Canada."
"Scare Canada?" England's frown was very apparent over the phone.
"Jeeze, whats got your panties in a bun-" The sound over the phone fell into a sudden silence as America stared at the headlines.
"World's Largest Country No Longer Exists."
Canada sat at his desk, doing papers. "Hm...? Really,
APH Forget-Me-Never Chapter 3WARNING - Contains some blood, insane/snapped!Canada and probably some historical inaccuracies.APH Forget-Me-Never Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
America paced back and forth, anxiously glancing towards the old wooden door leading to the world meeting room, terrified of what was currently happening inside.
His originally sweet and innocent brother had just brutally attacked France, stabbing him and claiming it was all a call to attention. It was unfair, cruel and completely horrendous for America to witness, and he'd never been in more shock then at the very moment his brother attempted murder. His hand shook uncontrollably as he continued paced, peering in fear towards the door every few moments.
Inside, Russia, Germany and Japan had ganged up to try and calm and contain the insane nation, all of them confident they could do it together. America had begged to join them, but was told gently by Japan they needed assistance keeping the other nations out of danger,
(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)2(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)(GermanyxReaderxPrussia)22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter Two- An unexpected twist
"Is this really going to work?" You grit your teeth, fingers locked in a death grip around your seat belt as the large black van bumped down the litter strewn streets.
"Trust me _____. Ven I come up ziz a plan, it always vorks."
Gilbert glanced over at you, ruined mouth hidden beneath clean white bandages. On your lap Antonio snorted from inside of his box.
"I remember this one plan you had Amigo. It involved me going into a dark room first. A truly brilliant plan."
You glanced down at Antonio, he smirked at you and continued teasing his friend.
"If I remember correctly I was decapitated and you died!"
"Zat vas vhen I vas alive! Zose plans don't count!!"
You sighed as Antonio began laugh, switching to Spanish as he began taunting his friend. Gilbert responded in German, glaring down at the Spaniards head. In the seat behind you Ludwig sighed, lips pressed into a thin line. N
My House NowHe wasn't entirely sure how he'd felt when he'd been kidnapped mainly because a metal pipe coming into contact with the back of one's head at an ungodly speed tends to impair feelings and limit thoughts to pain or blissful unconsciousness. However, had he been in full possession of all his mental faculties, he imagined that he would have been surprised. After all, it wasn't like anyone even noticed him, normally, let alone had enough of an interest in him to kidnap him.My House Now4 years ago in Horror More Like This
When he'd woken up in a tiny, damp, furniture-less room, with a locked door and bars on the windows, he'd felt two things; cold and pain. As consciousness had slowly returned, along with the power of coherent thought, they coalesced into the single, primal emotion of fear. He knew what had happened. He knew where he was. And, most importantly, he knew what was going to happen. So he'd shivered and cried and crawled into the corner furthest from the door and waited, eyes closed against the pain in his head.
Confessions-STANXKYLEI set up the camera in my room, making sure that everything was put together correctly and that there was a tape in the slot. Yes, I'm old school and prefer cassette tapes over digital cameras. After everything was set, I made sure the camera was in focus and checked everything I set up quickly.Confessions-STANXKYLE5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I smiled at my success, I hit record then sat on my bed and faced the camera, "Hi, my name is Kyle Broflovski. I'm 16 and am currently attending South Park High School, which makes me a junior. People tell me I'm cute and have a hot ass though I'm not sure why."
I shuddered at what I was about to say, "I'm Jewish as my fatass kind of friend Eric Cartman loves pointing out and making fun of me for it all the time. My friend Kenny McCormick and super best friend Stan Marsh stick up for me which pisses him off but eh. Speaking of Stan, that's who I wanted to talk about."
I sighed, "Everyone thinks I'm gay for him and that I'm the reason Stan and Wendy Testaburger broke up. Well, I hate to bur
The Duty of a SoldierThe Duty of a Soldier2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left
We all fall down like toy soldiers
Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win
But the battle wages on for toy soldiers
The life of a soldier is not as heartless and cruel as it seems. It isn’t how the movies portray it as being able to bomb the living lights of our enemies while killing innocent civilians in the process. No, the life of a soldier in war is all about sacrifice and sometimes one of our lives has to be given up to protect a whole city from being destroyed. Though I never really hesitated to sacrifice my life to save others; I never wanted to drag my men into unnecessary battles. If I happen to lose my life in the battlefield, no one would really feel any strong remorse since I am just a general to my troops. And mind you not a very good general at all, because of that accident…Private Feliciano Vargas lost his life just to save me from being trapped in a fire. The Italian was a wim