Legal Disclaimer: The following is a fan-based take on Love Hina belonging to the masochist that is Ken Assmatsu. There will be some minor crossovers. Yoshi3000 owns the respective OCs. On another note, this is inspired by elements from "For His Own Sake" which is owned by the talented Karndragon. His OCs belongs to him.

(A/N: So, For His Own Sake is officially completed and the ending isn't too far from the take I did on it for "The Worst Way to Go". It seems Kagura dies in both "timelines", while Chisato, Naru, and Mitsumi live to see another day. Mitsumi got it better in mine though, while Motoko may have gotten it worse in mine. I never did go into detail of the Aoyama fallout in mine, and I think I fix that. Either way, the ending was great. Thus, I felt inspired again to write this piece. What's it about? A bit of an epilogue to the fates of the Hina girls each getting a short one shot. Here goes, Hinata Nevermore.)


Hinata Nevermore

An unofficial sequel to Karndragon's For His Own Sake

Chapter 1: Nevermore Naru and Chisato


Three Years Later after the events of For His Own Sake

If Naru had a chance to go back in time, she probably would have knocked her past self upside her head. Here she was living in an RV in a town, in the middle of Oregon, known as Gravity Falls. A bit of a falling out with her uncle's family lead to her drifting through the states using various jobs to fund herself. With a "friend" splitting the cost, Naru managed to get herself an RV to travel around with more load and ease. Of course, it did not help her disillusionment. Even though the lawyer had saved her from further damage to her reputation, her tainted criminal record pretty much ruined any chance of schooling or finding well-paying work. Her "friend" had it just the same, but much worse. Naru had awoken as usual and lumbered out to make some coffee to find her "friend" lighting a cigarette.

"Chisato, you really shouldn't waste money on that. We're already borderline broke." Naru said with a sigh.

Chisato Ichimura had seen better days and her black long hair was frazzled. Prison had messed her up and leave a bundle of nerves on edge.

"I know, but I need to take the edge off." Chisato remarked. "Prison was…a nightmare and these helped. I know I'm killing myself with these, but it's not like it matters."

Getting out of prison early, she was sent to America and that fell apart. Her relatives had no intentions of having her around and threw her after a month. Like Naru, she ended up a drifter in even more dire straits. Arguably, she had the most reason to celebrate Kagura's death and even got money out of it. It was not much, but it was enough to split with Naru for the RV. The two were begrudgingly friends…with benefits. Naru sighed as she got her coffee and got to her laptop to check the news. Her heart sank at the news. Hina Urashima was no more and had died from drinking the water in Flint, Michigan.

"What's wrong?" Chisato said taking a drag.

"Granny Hina's dead." Naru said in a pained tone.

"Fucking hell. Didn't she leave your ass high and dry?" Chisato said blowing out smoke. "I mean I get it…she meant everything."

Naru also noticed another e-mail from someone she knew. It was an offer for work, but Naru always refused it holding out to her dignity for her and Chisato's sake. Naru and Chisato would find their way back to Hinata City, Japan for the funeral. They found themselves the only ones there as not even Hina's family wanted to be there as they just wanted to wash their hands of Hina for good. Naru lain flowers at the defaced tombstone just as another threw a flaming bag of dog crap at it. She could have punched the vandal, but she did not have the drive to do it anymore. Naru would discover that her family's reunion was on the same day, but she did not dare visit while it was still going on. Chisato had visited the now abandoned Hajime mansion to break in and hoped to find valuables. She used the place for herself and Naru to hide out to save money. Naru had made one last visit to her family right at the end of the reunion.

"Naru! What are you doing here?" Sasori said in muted surprise.

"Saying my goodbyes. I flew in for Hina's funeral." Naru said in a low depressed tone.

"Figured you'd come for that old bitch's funeral. I hear not even her own family wants anything to do with her." Mei said with disgust. "Honestly, go back and crawl to whatever hole you came out of and just die. I was having a pretty good reunion 'till I saw your face!"

"Mei, there's no need for…" Hiroshi said only Naru to cut him off, "No, it's fine. I was leaving anyway. Not like anyone in the city wants me here. I'm pretty sure if I wasn't wearing the trenchcoat and shades, someone would have shot me."

"And frankly they should." Mei said in a low mutter shocking the parents.

Naru walked away, not even looking back and fighting back tears. Naru did not have the heart to admit the real reason why she had to leave her uncle. Not like anyone would believe her after all the accusations of perversion against the innocent Keitaro she made. Naru met up with an equally depressed Chisato back at the abandoned mansion.

"Chisato, did you?" Naru asked.

"I just couldn't. My parents have another child, and I just did not want to step into my brother's life. They named him after Takeru, and Nagisa's the fucking godmother. As far as they're concerned, they want to scrub me out as if I don't exist. By the way, apparently your ex is married to Nagisa with a kid." Chisato said drank from a bottle of sake straight from the bottle. "Please tell me you're done here so we can go back."

"Yeah, we can. Just let me write a few letters, and we're be out of here." Naru said with a sigh.

By the next day, those letters would be sent and Chisato and Naru would be on the plane back to America. Returning home, Naru had looked back at that e-mail she had gotten for that job. Raiding the mansion yielded some money, but most of it went to the RV's maintenance. It did not help that she came back to Toby Determined shut down the Gravity Falls Gossiper to join Shandra Jimenez for Gravity Falls News. The bastard did not even bother to get her a job there as well leaving her a pathetic note with her last check. Chisato was at work at Greasy Spoon that morning as Naru glanced at the e-mail.

"Fuck it." Naru said calling it the video call service on her laptop. "I can't keep holding my fucking dignity."

His image came up as he was on his desk as he put down his phone down.

"Hello…Daijiro." Naru said faintly.

Daijiro Shōri happened one of Naru's old victims from the old days and had grown into a success in America becoming a real young self-made success in the technology industry and a few other ventures. He wore a three-piece dark purple suit with epaulets on the cuffs and still had his dark blue hair slightly messy. He was a "blasian" or a Black Asian, and it led to some mistreatment back home. Naru had briefly worked in one of his businesses and he had offered a job of a more personal matter. Naru had refused at first on the fact he was trying to get back at her and cited she had her dignity.

"Naru, so you're called me. Is this about my offer? What about your dignity?" Daijiro teased.

"Dignity isn't worth shit if I can't pay the bills." Naru said with a groan.

"Well then, I suppose you're ready to accept my offer." Daijiro said with a small smile.

"Before I do…I need to ask why. Why offer me this? You could have paid someone to kill me, kill Motoko, kill Su or kill Mitsune." Naru asked shaking a bit.

"First off, that would be risky and considering your skills, I'd have to pay more than I liked to. I already dealt with the Aoyamas and got a nice "donation" in exchange for not spilling my story to the media. I'll deal with Su when she's released in a non-lethal fashion. Mitsune, I did not sue. We had a nice chat and I see that she's changed a lot. I wound up giving her a job to run one of my Japanese branches in Ikebukuro. She still runs out of that inn she keeps working at." Daijiro explained much to Naru's shock. "From the look on your face, you're surprised by this, but you shouldn't. I prefer to let one's arrogance destroy their options until they can't fight anymore. It's just business. As for why I want this, it's cathartic for me."

Naru could only fell lower as he spoke and sighed just decided to roll with the punches.

"I'll do it. I accept for offer." Naru said lowly.

"Spendid. I'll have 3,000 transferred into your account. It'll be enough to get you to travel to meet me in Delmarva. I've taken up residence in a beach house in some small town. I'll send you the directions." Daijiro said as Naru's phone lit up to let her know the transfer went through. "Now, how about you give me a preview?"

"Because I do this…I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry I killed what used a sweet kid in you." Naru said.

"I actually should thank you considering I used to be spineless like Keitaro. Now get on with it." Daijiro said.

Naru was fully aware she was actively burning her dignity as she got up and started to disrobe. In the end, Chisato and Naru would leave Gravity Falls to meet up with Daijiro at the address. Chisato was more than willing to take this up. Free room and board with a generous spending budget allowed them to almost live like Kagura. Of course, they were sugar babies, but neither could complain. Naru used the pleasure to lose herself…actively delaying the horrible truth of what she had become.


(A/N: Yeah, it's going to be one of those short run fanfics that's admittedly dark and tragic. It won't be so for all of them, but I had wanted to start off strong. Basically, the planned number of chapters is less than seven to cover each Hina girl briefly. I won't be doing Keitaro as I feel his ending was the most complete and he'd be relegated to references and minor cameos. The idea of a "third party" raising to get back at the Hina girls is a bit common, but I wanted to put my spin on it. Moving on, to Shinobu and Mitsune!) Edit- 10/17/18 – Cleared up some spelling and grammar errors, and I made the reason Naru left her uncle's a lot more obvious. I left it too vague originally.