That's Just Me Kankuro X Reader~~~~This is the best I could come up with. Sorry if Kankuro is OOC.More Like This
Everything had changed. Gaara didn’t kill everyone who crossed him, Temari stopped being so sadistic and appreciated life more and Kankuro was well…happier would be the right word. I was his best friend and yet I couldn’t really tell. Some friend I am huh? But something hasn’t changed though. The fact that I really really like him. I have no idea when it started only when I realized it that it was there. Romantic feelings, I mean.
I am no one very special. I’m just a ninja. I have no keki-genkais or anything. All I do is be there when I’m needed. If anything I can read patterns of attack. Not very special mind you, but hey that’s me. I use my speed mainly, to get an upper hand in battle. I’m an anbu by the way. So I guess that means something good right? People tell me I have “impeccable fighting skills” but I don’t see it personally.
Too soon to say goodbye England X Reader~~~~~~~~~~More Like This
A teenage girl leaned against the wall watching as the people around her mourned and cried. She had a very small smile on her face. It was a sad sort of smile. Her eyes traveled from her family in the first row in the right column, to the boys in the first row of the left column. She left her place against the wall and walked the aisle near the wall on the left side so she could see the boys. Her friends, her beloved friends. Whom she cared about most in the world. There they were, she loved them all each oh so much.
She drew level with them and looked at them with a smile on her face. A sad smile. She looked at their faces and it broke her heart to see her friends like that. Once so happy and loud now quiet and sorrowful. They weren’t themselves. She hated seeing them like that.
One of them stood and walked to a podium which stood in front of a coffin. He had blonde hair and green eyes with busy eyebrow and a British accent.
Next to the coffin was a bulletin board cov