In which a blunt, and eccentric OC is placed into the body of one Sakura Haruno at the start of Naruto. What could possibly go wrong? -COMPLETE- (REWRITE - original complete on FanFiction). Now being put into audio by JazzOfTheSpazz on YouTube for those who want to listen!

"Nii-chan, gomen-nasai..." The girl with ash-white hair was struggling against the darkness gripping her heart. She felt disgusted with herself, weighed down by a lingering sense of worthlessness. "Daijoubu, (Y/n)-chan. I'll always be here, with you, forever." But amidst her darkness, she was surrounded by good people, especially her older brother, who was always cheerful and full of love. He was like the sun, illuminating her path and giving her strength and hope. Yet, she questioned whether she still deserved that love when she kept sinking into the shadows. She feared losing the sunlight that brightened her life, afraid of becoming a burden to those who loved her. "Smile, (Y/n). Your smile is so sweet." Would she be able to find the light within herself again? Would the love and support of those around her help her rise from the depths of despair? ༄༅༅ Wind Breaker ©Nii Satoru 🌀 Only borrow characters with a clear purpose! 🌀 The other characters still belong to Nii Satoru! 🌀 Don't plagiarize my book! 🌀 Amateur writer! 🌀 Just fanfiction, nothing in the original anime! 🌀 A masterpiece of translation! Start: Thursday, December 5th 2024 Finish: -

Cover by siimplyisaac Words. Everyone takes them for granted, using them non-stop, screaming them, laughing them, blurting them. But what about when they're dying? Are they strong enough to scream out their last words? To laugh out their final sentence? To blurt out the last thing people will remember of them? Your dying words mean everything. It's what people remember you saying last and it shouldn't be something stupid which if you get used to saying stupid things, I believe you won't have any control of what you say when you die. So words are valuable, and I, James Hunter, won't waste them. Of course I'll speak when it's important but I don't think I'll speak for anything other than that. But I'm dying and I don't want to be, but the choice isn't mine to make. My body- my heart has made up its mind, I'm going to die, I just have to accepting it. And if I'm going to die, I want to be remembered, I want them to visible see my face, feel my touch and hear my voice from my final hours of living. I want my family to know everything I've been holding in and I want my friends to remember me as strong. So what I'm going to die? Everyone does at one point. I'll just die sooner than expected and medication won't do anything to stop it, only postpone it and I don't want it postponed, when I'm ready... I'm ready and I want my heart to be on the same page as I am.

Being with you was their decision and I did it right away. You're the one thing I did right. - Akashi Seijuro X OC

What happens if one day Kuroko Tetsuya's calm demeanor and deadpan expression was replaced by a violent and dangerous personality? Will Seirin be able to survive? New basketball rival arrives and the darker side of Kuroko Tetsuya appears... Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke/Kuroko's Basketball and all its characters they all belong to Tadatoshi Fujimaki. I only own the plot of this fanfiction.

Tsukiko Satoshi is Tetsuya Kuroko's distant relative who comes and lives with him and his sister. She attends Seirin High and joins the basketball team where she shows her high level skill in basketball. This skill of hers gave her the title 'Monster Player' and attracts strong players such as the Generation of Miracles. But what if she meets her fellow monster? Will there be rivalry? Or attraction? ------------------------- [2nd Place Winner of 2014 KnB Watty Awards Aomine Daiki category]