Eheh... its been a while since I've written something, so I might be a little rusty. For those of you who are reading, this chapter is mainly to explain the new character somewhat and explain how exactly he knew about Hinatasou. Part of this is a bit rushed mainly because of the period of time that passed in the center, but I didn't want to make this too long as it is a prolouge. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it.
Also, I won't make any promises, but if you review, I'll be sure to review one of your stories, as I think that it is a common courtesy among the writers of this site. So, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Love Hina or any idea that Ken Akamastu has created, however, all original characters and ideas belong to me.
Prologue
This all started when I met that one old lady. I was traveling overseas in Korea for vacation as I just graduated from high school. It was a bit awkward really, as it was my first time traveling alone.
I was walking down the busy streets of Seoul. My backpack still slung over my shoulders. I had just arrived a little while ago and frankly, I was a bit confused. Money of course, wasn't the issue. I was lost.
"How the hell did this happen?" I asked myself as I kept on moving.
I was stuck in the middle of Seoul, finding my way out would be really hard, considering that I'm really bad with maps. It kind of a hopeless situation actually.
"Man, mom and dad are gonna be pissed…"
I pulled out my cell phone and dialed a number. I waited until I heard the phone getting picked up.
"Grier residence, what's up?" I heard a voice say.
"Hyung?" I asked, not sure if it really was my older brother or not.
"Seth? Hey, what's up? I haven't from you since you graduated."
"Yeah…sorry about that. Listen, do you know what mom and dad's number is?" I asked, my parents just moved, and I was near the place where they were gonna go. It was out of Seoul, of course, but somewhere on the near country side, I stayed with my brother during my high school life.
"Oh yeah, about that… mom and dad are over at my place now, they said the commute to Korea would really eat into their savings, so they decide to stay over here to find another house, I'm helping of course."
Everything around me stopped.
"Wait, what?" I asked again.
"Mom and dad are still here in the states, why?"
"Nothing, can I speak to them?"
"Oh, there out right now."
"Oh…"
"Is something wronng?"
"Huh? No, everything is fine. Tell mom and dad I said hi."
"All right man, see ya."
"Bye."
I hung up. My mouth fell open and my mind was driven into a state of complete confusion.
"This whole trip was pointless!?" I thought to myself, it seemed pointless, now that my main reason for being here shot down the drain.
I found a bench to sit down at and sat there in a daze, I soon found that irritation filled my mind.
"There goes a chunk of my savings." I said to myself, seeing as how I needed to buy yet another plane ticket.
I thought about my situation for a while.
"Y'know, maybe this isn't so bad, I needed a vacation and I haven't been here in a while, so this could work out nicely."
"All right, I need to know how much money I have right now…" I said as I leaned over to check my pack.
It wasn't there, I saw a faint outline as were it was but instead of that it was gone. I looked up to see somebody running off with my pack.
"Son of a…"
I jumped from the bench and chased after the person. I soon caught up with him as my pack was a bit heavy.
"How they hell do you think you're gonna get away when you carry so much weight!?" I yelled after the person, who I soon found to be a guy not much younger than me.
I tackled the thief, we went flying into the nearest pole. His head collided with the pole, I happened to be behind him, so I was unaffected. I picked up my pack and found a purse close to it.
"You were busy now, weren't you?" I told the thief.
"Stop thief!" I heard a voice yell in Japanese.
I turned to tell the person that everything was okay. I was hit it the face by a thrown cane instead. I gave a quick yelp of pain as it slammed in my face. I fell to the ground and decided to lie down for a little while.
"Why does this always happen to me?!"
"Grandma, you shouldn't do things like that! It's bad for your health," I heard another voice say.
"Don't be silly, I've a few more years left in this old body," I heard her reply.
I got up with my hand on my head. It's been a while since I heard Japanese, but I understood them. I had studied my entire school life, languages weren't really my problem.
"Um… excuse me, but here's your purse," I said, trying my best to remember a little bit of my Japanese. I handed the purse to a rather short old lady.
"Oh, young man, you weren't the thief?" She asked.
"No, I happened to get something stolen by him too,"
"I am so sorry, I mistook you for the thief."
"Nothing to worry about, I get hit in the head plenty of times."
"There must be something I can do to help you."
"No, don't worry about it, its fine."
I thought about something for a moment.
"Do you know where a good hotel is?" I asked.
"Why that's simple, it should be easy to find…"
And that's when I met Grandma Hinata, I traveled with here and her granddaughter Kanako for about three whole months before we parted ways, she happened to give me a map or something should I ever go to Japan to visit a place called the Hinata Inn. It's been one year since then. I decided to travel the world as well, with my last destination being Japan to study overseas. I remembered the place and decided to check it out.
"Looks like I finally arrived," I said to myself as I proceed up the stairs of the actual inn.
I proceed up the stairs until I finally got to the top. It was then that I heard a shout.
"I wont allow it!!"
"What can I do about it…!'
This was followed by a man flying straight above me, giving a loud yell as it happened. I stood there speechless at what just happened.
"What have I gotten myself into?"
End Prolouge
Hyung: Korean Honorific referring to an older brother.