Conjunto de mini-historias espero les guste.

LEMON Maledictio Acadimae,Cursed Academy,your average blood drinking, form changing students. What will happen when a werewolf loves a vampire, a half vampire looks for love with a full blood,and a steady boyfriend cheats with a whore. The drama has begun

Love exceeds gender. It does not limit itself to the normality around." - a series of drabbles and one-shots of different pairs, ranging from boyxboy yaoi to boyxgirl normal pairings.

Hinata is given a diary. At first she doesn't write very much, but when Sasuke comes along, she has quite a bit to say. -Written in the form of a diary, conversations recorded- Please read and review! Chapters lengthen by the fifth. I own nothing. Thanks!

It's a poem about Gaara. Duh! NO FLAMES OR ELSE!

One of those "Write a drabble in the time frame of a song" things. KakaIru. Might add more chapters with more pairings. Standard disclaimers apply.

I just decided to write some random stories about SakuKaka, SakuGarra, SakuSasu, SakuNaru, SakuKiba, and SasuNeji. Mostly, SakuKaka and SakuGarra because they’re my favorite! Sorry for all of you that don’t like that pairing oh! Please tell me if you w

He is waiting in the rain, in a world of grays and black-and-white. SasuNaru

Sakura is kidnapped by the akatsuki, and is forced to live with them, but are they really as bad as she's told, and what about Itachi....? Who am i kidding? This is probably the goofiest story you'll ever read!

Ino doesn’t feel good about herself, since Shikamaru started dating Temari. She looses her appetite and hardly eats anymore. This takes place after the time skip. shikaino and shikatema

So, the first time I wake up and see you, you punch me unconscious. The second time, you kiss me…Answer me truthfully: Is the next time going to involve samurai swords?"

A two shot I came up with while listening to a song.Something screaming pulls Gaara and Sakura together with a force.Please enjoy and R&R

All Sakura has ever known since Sasuke left is pain. Every one dear to her was dead. She is shunned by the whole villedge with no one to help her. So what happens when Sasuke returns? WIll it make her life hell or will he help her.

Rating might turn M later? Six chunin set out on a mission. five from the leaf village, one from the Sand. Pairings- Sakura/Gaara, Kiba/Hinata later? waaay later and maybe some Shikamaru/Ino way later on

There are secrets a man must keep and secrets a man must tell. But if you tell and no one believes you, what do you do then? Angst, character death, cutting, and a dash of slash thrown in for good measure.

Well if you are that guy that no one wants or cant get anyone you might have fun with this story.

This is a story I made on quizilla but never finished so I hope to accomplish every chapter I planned on this time. Please Enjoy and Thank you to those who read this and ya oh and to make things clear: O.O I do not own Naruto or its characters only my OC

“Now, I already figured out why the word ‘lovely’ exists. It exists so I can describe you, Ms. Lovely.” SaiIno.

¿crees en los angeles?..yo no, pero fue cuando la conoci a ella cambie de opinion...INOSAI

Sasuke found Sakura lying unconscious under a cherry blossom tree. He’s taking a liking to her and decides to bring her home only to find out that his brother is interested in her as well… SASUSAKU ITASAKU I'm going to rewrite this, so please wait..

Sasuke found Sakura lying unconscious under a cherry blossom tree. He’s taking a liking to her and decides to bring her home only to find out that his brother is interested in her as well… SASUSAKU ITASAKU Revised version...

This is a ShikaTema fIc. Full summary inside...This is my 1st ShikaTema fic after all so please like it...tnx XD

Naruto has had enough of waiting. Is Sakura's confession too late? Witness the stunning romantic bout between these two characters, and look for the rest of the "Another Chance" series.

¿Por que tiene que ser tan frio?....Su pregunta no necesitaba una respuesta...SASUSAKU

oNESHOT- POVS SASUKE-Me ignoras justo en el momento en que creo vislumbrar el matiz correcto de tus sentimientos, deteniendo a mi cuerpo y cortándome el aire con una frialdad infantil que duele como cuchilla.