Hello, Reader! This is my first story, but I've written Oneshots so feel free to read them...Yeah, enjoy!! I don't own Naruto characters, any artwork, or you, Dear Reader. I only own my characters Takashi and Niekku. **I wrote this when I was 13 so prepare yourself.**

Just a one-shot series about our favorite ninjas! ㄟ(￣▽￣ㄟ) Please remember that none of the pictures are mine! They belong to their respective artist! (▰˘◡˘▰) Image on the cover belongs to BrKolgane. Follow her Instagram account raven_after_eight.

One-shots with Naruto Characters

Hi guys this is my first story, and first fan fiction! I hope you like it! I own the Black Butler but if anything is out of order or out of place feel free to tell me! I hope you enjoy this passionate love story between you and the characters of The Black Butler! (In the process of editing)

You, being the granddaughter of the beloved queen, are sent to the queens guard dog house, after receiving death threats from an unknown source. As you stay under protection, you start to grow close relationships, maybe a little too close... Enjoy this fanfic as much as you want to <3 thanks for reading

You are an ex-assassin who gets in abit of trouble, only to meet a charming man with crimson eyes and a boy with an eyepatch. As you are drawn into their world you discover their dark secrets and pasts and they discover yours.You meet their rather strange acquaintances and rivals. Can they warm a killer's heart?

[Y/N], an assassin with a demon butler, who is known for always being succesful. What could go wrong when you get the mission to kill two rich boys? ~ You took your gun out of your leather belt and loaded it quickly, careful not to make a sound while doing so. Lifting it up, you pointed it at the dark haired boy, but as soon as you placed your finger on the trigger you felt a presence behind you. You had no time to respond as you already felt the cold metal of a blade on your throat. You gasped slightly in shock, you had not expected to be caught. A muscular chest pressed against your back and your neck, the person - you assumed a male - pulling you closer and put more presure on the blade. "Put the gun down, milady." • The story isn't edited so mistakes may occur •