hiro

Duo gasped as Hiro looked at him, the boy's eyes becoming blue for a slight moment, kind, like they used to be.

Duo held his breath, looking at Hiro, who now looked at him across the darkness, silently.

"You look as if someone was following you, boy, " the old man told Hiro. His eyes flashed softly, his hands gripping the umbrella tighter.

Hiro was looking at him silently, his eyes growing light blue.

Hiro sank to his knees, his head bowed, his arms lips by his sides.

Duo's heart ached as he heard Hiro's laughter, as he felt the world spin away from his grasp. Away into madness.

They seem to hold a hatred that Hiro had never seen in them; a deep anger emanated from those violet eyes. Disapointment.

He's just a poor soul coming to the house of the Lord, Hiro, Duo though, his own hands clenching.

"You killed him. . . " he said. "Murderer. Hiro, this man had done nothing to us. We didn't even know him. . . "

Mr Hiro devotes whole pages to what he sees as America's sins even as he glosses over others'.

Hiro was pleased to see me but a bit shy.

HIRO: Yeah. He used to be a real estate salesperson.

Hiro, he thought, you want this war to end as well.

The old man gasped as Hiro pointed his gun at him, the boy's eyes full of hatred.

Duo's eyes looked at him, burning in anger, looking at Hiro's hand on the gun.

Duo frowned, looking at Hiro's body as it moved slowly up along the window lined wall, getting closer to the old man.

You have got to see this! Hiro's a magician!

Duo wanted to speak, to call out towards Hiro, but the boy's eyes had turned evil again.

"Kill me too, Hiro! " Duo screamed, his voice a loud broken sob, his eyes narrowing in sorrow. "KILL ME! "

Hiro walked backwards, away from the paws, holding the gun at Duo, his eyes still cold.

Silently, Duo closed his eyes, wanting to keep that small beauty he had seen in Hiro's tired face.

Hiro laughed wickedly as the old man's body slammed the pew, the gun shots penetrating the wooden bench, breaking through.

For a long time I did not see the HIRO. Life and learning are also doing OK in, I believe your ability District.

Hiro's eyes flashed dangerously as he raised his gun, his finger on the trigger.

"I can't believe it. . . " Duo said. "Who the fuck do you think you are, Hiro! ? "

The old man raised his hand, still holding his umbrella. His aged eyes grew wide, his old heart racing. Hiro smiled coldly.

Hiro folded his arms over his legs, drawing them nearer, and stared up at the hanging cross that now hung above both boys.

I am lucky, he thought, to have seen you smile, Hiro.

"Don't act as if this is the first time, " Hiro said. His voice echoed in the darkness.

Hiro slid like a feline, his slender legs moving fast and agile.

Ota replaces Hiro Tada, who has taken a new position as president and CEO with Fujifilm's Medical Imaging Division.

Hiro Plating Ltd. is a research and development enterprise with advanced technique in the field of zinc plating of automobile parts.

Hiro's eyes revealed a loneliness he could never understand.

Respiratory will miss the pain. Me live it all corners. Day want to HIRO. Imagine seeing the most pain.

Hiro dropped his gun, its loud thud echoing in the hollow cathedral a thousand times.

I made lovely bento for Hiro and took them to his shop.

On the edge of the market, Hiro Masamoto runs a knife store catering to the fish traders.

HIRO: No problem. I'll tell him that you're new in town.

He wanted to teach Hiro so badly the simple prayer, the soft chant.

Yet Mr Hiro's analysis is marred by gaps and inconsistencies.

Hiro: Joy and dignity in the face of death.

He looked up at the statue, then at Hiro.

He opened his left eye, searching Hiro's expression.

Hiro: Paper and pen, stat. I had a list.

Yamete, Duo, he thought. This is Hiro. You can trust him.

Last May she met Hiro, a tailor, at a party.

HIRO: Can't you find an apartment?

Hiro: Maybe. But maybe not.

Hiro : Oh, you must have many questions.

Hiro seeks the sword that he is destined to own.

"Why are you here tonight, sir? " Hiro asked, his voice a bit too sharp, too lethal.

What the fuck are you doing, Hiro, he thought over and over.

Emma: Hiro, what are you doing?

But. Is my biggest wish you happiness. HIRO So no matter where in the future. I will always guarding.

Hiro: I've seen the best doctors in Japan.

Oh, I don't know what we'd do without you, Hiro