It's taken me so long to come up with anything workable for a Love Hina plot. I've been on FF for over a year now, so I decided to tackle a love hina story. It takes place after Love Hina again, I decided having Naru and Keitaro already dating would make that situation a little more workable.
Disclaimer- I don't own Love Hina or any of the characters.
Keitaro opened his eyes as the morning sun leaking through his blinds struck his eyes. As he opened them the sun was too bright so he closed them and welcomed his day with a groan of uneagerness to tackle it. After a moment or two he decided to at least sit up, and another few moments to realize if the sun was already up, he was late.
"Dammit, not again!" Keitaro shouted then shot up from his bed to find something to wear today. Clothes flew out of his drawer like sawdust from a wood chipper and littered the floor that he had just cleaned.
On the ceiling above him a board slid across to a face peering through the hole. Naru poked her head in and saw Keitaro in the searching for something to wear frenzy.
"What the hell are you doing?" Naru asked.
"Not you too, we're going to be late!" Keitaro shouted then kept at it.
"Late for what?" Naru asked then dropped from her room and onto his bed which she then sat on.
"What do you mean for what? For school, for Tokyo U," Keitaro said then fell as he tried to frantically pull up a pair of pants.
"It's Saturday," Naru said with a yawn.
"Then what are you waiting...wait what?" Keitaro asked suddenly with a strange feeling of stupidity and suspense all at once.
"Oh my god," Naru said then jumped up to her room, "You woke me up for that, leave me alone till at least noon okay," Naru said then slid the board back into place. Keitaro sighed then looked at his clock. Eight in the morning, Saturday, mid February.
"I'm so stupid at times," Keitaro said then fell onto his bed.
"At times, who the hell are you fooling, you're stupid all the time," Naru asked from above.
"That really helps my self-esteem, thank you very much," Keitaro said then finished getting dressed. He opened his sliding door then looked out into the hall. Seemed like he was the only one up so stepped into the hallway and started for the stairs at the end of it. When he rounded the corner Shinobu with a laundry basket collided into him, sprawling the laundry everywhere.
"Sorry bout that," Shinobu said then knelt down to pick it all up.
"No, I should be apologizing," Keitaro said then knelt down to help, only to collide heads. Keitaro fell back then rubbed his head as Shinobu rubbed hers.
"Sorry,"Shinobu said then finished.
"Again, you don't need to..." Keitaro said as she ran away with the laundry, "... apologize," he finished to himself. Keitaro sighed then walked to the stairs and slipped on an item at the very top. The slip made his left foot slip on the top step and begin a series of thuds that would occur when his body made contact with each step on the way down.
The item landed on the ground next to Keitaro who grunted then looked at it. It was a little toy that was equipped with things mothers don't let kids play with.
"Su, I swear to god," Keitaro said then pulled himself up with the railing next to the stairs.
Keitaro looked in the greeting room of the apartments and saw Kitsune passed out on the couch. On the coffee table were cans of empty beer, and a few bottles of wine, one empty, one halfway there. Looking at her, he sighed then started to clean up the cans which took two trips back and forth. Immediately after he threw the cans away the phone rang. Knowing no one else would answer it he ran over to it then picked it up.
"Hinata apartments, this is Keitaro Urishima, how may I help you?" He asked to whoever was calling. Sarah leaned into view to hear his conversation but could only hear him.
"Hey mom, everything's fine here, why are you calling...Yeah I remember them, why?...What, when?" Keitaro asked shocked. Su joined Sarah in the eavesdropping, followed by Shinobu from behind them while Kitsune slept with one eye open.
"What's he going to do?...I really don't know if that's a good idea, with what just happened he'd need to relax and that's out of the question here...I know he has no where else but...mom...," Keitaro fought then sighed into the phone.
"Fine," Keitaro finally said then looked at the girls on the stairs who immediately fled. Keitaro hung up the phone then looked at Kitsune who couldn't close her eye in time.
"I know you're awake," He said before he walked back upstairs to set up what ever he had just agreed to. Kitsune opened her eyes then sat up on the couch and grabbed the bottle of wine. She took a gulp then leaned into the couch more.
"I wonder what that was all about," Kitsune said then looked at the phone.
"What was what?" Motoko asked, walking in from the front from her morning routine.
"Keitaro just got off the phone with his folks, and now something is about to happen here that Keitaro had no choice but to allow happen. Can we ever have a normal day around here?" Kitsune said then fell back onto the couch.
"Depends on your view of normal I suppose," Motoko said then started to climb the stairs. Kitsune stared up at the ceiling with her hands behind her head.
"I suppose, a normal day around here, is a strange day anywhere else."
"Why are you getting the spare room ready, someone moving in?" Naru asked Keitaro as he began to make the bed for the room and clean it up a little more.
"Yeah," Keitaro said then examined his work for ways to improve it. After realizing it was fine he left the room and closed it behind him.
"Who's moving in, what's her name?" Naru asked while they walked back.
"Him," Keitaro answered, making Naru stop.
"What, a guy is moving in. One guy is more than enough," Naru said to him.
"I know, I tried talking my parents out of it, but he has no where else to go," Keitaro said to her.
"It's not our problem, when he gets here, tell him to go somewhere else," Naru said then started walking again.
"I can't do that," Keitaro said then started to walk after her.
"And why not?" Naru asked then whipped her body around to face him. Keitaro sighed then looked around to see if anyone was listening. Naru placed her hands on her hips waiting for the answer. Keitaro looked at her, and started to explain.
Later that day a boy was walking up the flight of steps to the Hinata apartments with only a backpack over his shoulder, and a guitar being held by the opposite hand. For the age of fourteen he was short, a little under five feet and he walked a little lazy, like something was weighing him down. His short black hair bounced as he stepped, his eyes looking more down than up. His arms didn't swing as he moved, one hand gripped a strap on his bag, the other was holding the guitar.
After a slow five minutes her reached the summit and looked at the apartments, having to look up for the first time in a while. Looking at it with nothing to do but sigh he continued till he walked in the building. Standing next to the stairs he looked up them, then around the room to see a passed out woman on a couch who suddenly woke up.
"Who in the hell are you?" Kitsune asked then got up off the couch with a slight wobble.
"I'm looking for Keitaro," the boy said with a voice deep enough to make him sound older.
"Well then, how do you know him?" Kitsune asked.
"Please..." the boy snapped, "Just get him."
"Alright, watch that attitude. It'll getcha nothin but a heap of trouble in this place," Kitsune said then walked to the foot of the stairs.
"Keitaro, you have a visitor!" Kitsune shouted up the stairs.
"Just a minute!" Keitaro shouted back. Kitsune left the stairs then went back to her nap that was consuming her entire Saturday. Keitaro came jogging down the stairs then stopped halfway when he saw the boy.
"You're here already, my mother said you'd be here by six, it's only four thirty," Keitaro said then continued down.
"Should I leave and come back?" the boy asked unenthusiastically.
"No of course not. How you been?" Keitaro asked, then felt bad he asked when the boy looked at him like the answer was apparent. "I mean, before resent."
"Fine I suppose," the boy answered the looked at the floor.
"Well, I'll show you to your room, come on," Keitaro said then started up the stair from where he left off. The boy just followed while Kitsune got up then looked at the stairs.
"Room, oh that better not mean what I think it does," she said then ran to tell everyone else.