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Hey, new story for me (Finally) This time I've decided to do Love Hina. I've always wanted to write about my favorite LH couple, Haruka and Seta. (So if you don't like Haruka and Seta... don't read this) So, here we go... heh

Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina nor will I ever own Love Hina... darn (This apply for all chapters of this story as well)

Chapter 1: Accidental Meetings

"Haruka, did you wipe all the tables down?" a voice called from the back room. Haruka rolled her eyes to the ceiling and grabbed a cloth from behind the counter.

"I'm working on it now."

"Good. When you're done there you can close up."

Haruka heard silence and then a few crashes. Her brother had knocked down the trays again by the sound of it. He was such a klutz sometimes. In fact he was the complete opposite of Haruka in fact. Her parents were always saying how her brother should be more like her.

Haruka proceeded to the next table and wiped it down as she listened to yelling from her father once again.

Honestly, why doesn't he just fire him?" she mumbled to herself. This was the second time today this happened and about the tenth time this week. It was becoming very repetitive. Haruka suspected the only reason he hadn't been fired yet was because he was their son.

Haruka herself had been working for the family business for about 6 months now. Her family owned the Hinata Teahouse, which was just a few minutes away from the Hinata Inn. The Teahouse had been owned by her family for generations and would one day be passed down to her. Haruka hated the thought of it. The last thing she wanted was to stay here with her family.

"You almost done Haruka?" Her brother had walked out of the kitchen looking very depressed, his apron slung over his right shoulder. Haruka paused what she was doing to look up at him.

"No, I still have all these tables to clean before we're ready to close up."

"Oh, well I'm going now. See you tomorrow." After saying that, her brother walked out the door in a slump. Haruka smiled to herself a bit.

"See ya." She went back to cleaning tables.

Even though her brother and her were only a few years apart, they didn't live in the same house. Haruka had moved out as soon as she reached collage and was very glad when she did so. She couldn't stand living with her family for much longer than she did and would have gladly moved out at age 15. She was a loner and much more independent than any of her family members.

"Haruka, I'm leaving." her father said, pausing in the doorway. "I'll see you tomorrow morning."

"Bye then." Haruka waved him off, not even bothering to stop cleaning. She heard her father walk down the stone steps that lead to the road and let out a sigh of relief. He could be a real pain when he was in a bad mood.

Finishing up the last table, Haruka paused for a second and looked around the Teahouse with a frown on her face. She couldn't wait to get out of here for good. The only thing that bothered her was not knowing when. Her parents said she could move out as long as she remained working here. If she wanted out, she would need a big excuse. She just needed to find one.

Haruka grabbed the cloth and shoved it behind the counter and untied the apron she was wearing and hung it up in the back room. She was just about to walk out the back door when she heard footsteps out front. Stopping to turn around, Haruka frowned again. It was probably her father coming back for one reason or another. Most likely to tell her something she didn't want to hear.

"What do you want now? I'll be home in a — oh." Haruka paused when she saw, not her father, but a collage student standing in the doorway. An extremely faint blush worked its way to the surface of her face as she looked him over. He was defiantly older than she was, but her wore a goofy smile on his face like he was in grade school or something. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." she muttered. The man shrugged his shoulders, still grinning.

"You wouldn't happen to still be open, would you?" he asked, walking further inside. He never once took his eyes off Haruka.

"No, we're closed now. Come back tomorrow." Haruka said with no emotion in her voice. She turned to go to the back room and leave.

"Well, since you're still here, do you think you can get me a quick cup of coffee?" he asked her. Haruka paused, still facing the back room. "I'll pay you extra."

When she heard this, Haruka turned in place to find him holding up a wad of money. She made her way over to him and grabbed it from his hands, shoving it into her back pocket.

"What did you say you wanted?"

"Just a quick cup of coffee." he said once again. He sat down at the table closest to the counter and folded his hand to wait. Haruka noticed her was still looking at her as shestarted to make the coffee.

It'll take longer since I have to make more. You'll have to wait." Haruka made her way to the back room.

"Where are you going? You're not gonna leave me here, are you?" he called back. Haruka stopped and closed her eyes. She really did not want to deal with this right now.

"Why don't you stay out here and talk?"

Haruka turned to look at the man. He was still smiling like a ten year old. Giving a very obvious sigh, Haruka made her way to the counter and sat down, resting her head on her hand in a very tired manner. The man continued smiling.

"So, I didn't happen to catch your name. What was it again?" he asked after a few seconds.

"Haruka." she muttered under her breath. She couldn't remember if she had ever met such a friendlycustomer before. She found it somewhat annoying.

"Haruka huh? That's a very pretty name. It suits you."

Haruka shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care, doing her best not to smile at the complement. No one had ever complemented her like that before.

"So who are you?" she asked back finally, not being nearly as friendly with him as he had with her.

"I'm Seta." he said while completely ignoring her rudeness when she asked.

"Seta huh?" Haruka shifted her arms and sat up a bit straighter.

"Yep. So where do you go to school?"

Haruka pointed to the left. "The University over there. The one that's a few blocks away. I'm in my second year."

"Really? I would have thought someone as pretty as you would be going to a more... well known school. You seem intelligent enough."

"You don't even know me." Haruka stated, turning her head to hide the faint blush that was creeping back again. Who did this guy think he was?

"I don't know you yet." Haruka turned back and stared at him.

"Excuse me for a minute." Haruka got up and quickly walked to the back room to get his coffee. Seta smiled as he watched her leave.

Haruka brushed past the material hangingin the doorway and went to get the cup.

"Why is he asking me all these stupid questions?" Haruka said to herself as she slammed the cup on the table. "I don't even know him!" She grabbed the coffee pot and proceeded to pour a small cup. "As soon as he's done with this I'm kicking him out!" Haruka planned. In her anger, she didn't realized the cup was already full and spilling over the edged until the steaming liquid landed on her feet.

"OW!" Haruka gave a sharp scream. In her pain she dropped the pot, causing the rest of the coffee to spill on to the floor and splash down the front of her. By this time Seta had heard the scream and had rushed to the back to see what was wrong.

"Are you okay Haruka?"

"I'm fine." Haruka muttered, getting to her feet. "Wait, who told you that you could come back here?" She asked, raising her voice slightly.

"I heard you yell and came to see if you're all right." Seta told her.

"Well I'm fine." Haruka turned away from him. She didn't want to face him right now. "Here's you're coffee."

"Um, thanks." Seta took the cup from Haruka's hand. "Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yes! Just go back out there and drink your coffee." Seta left after she said that. Haruka still hadn't turned around.

After Seta left, Haruka looked down at herself to examine the damage. It wasn't burning her anymore at least, but she had coffee stains all down her front and legs.

"Why did that happen?" Haruka asked herself. "I've never done anything like this before." It was something she would expect her brother to do.

Figuring she would have to go home and wash her clothes before they could get ruined, Haruka turned to leave out the back.

"Hey Haruka!" Seta called from the front.

"Damn, I forgot about him." Haruka turned around and walked over to the main room to go out and see what the jerk wanted. She paused again at the doorway and then turned to grab her apron to put over her shirt. It hid most of the stains pretty well on her front, but didn't cover up her legs that well. She had to wear light pants that day too. Haruka sighed to herself before walking out of the room.

"Ah there you are." Seta said upon Haruka's return. "Everything okay?"

"I told you I'm fine."

"I know I know." Seta said is grin back on his face. He finished the last drop of coffee in the cup and set it down on the table. "Thank you very much for that."

"No problem." Haruka said through her teeth.

"Hey, is that you're workuniform?" Seta asked pointing to the apron she was now wearing. "You weren't wearing that before were you?"

"Nope." Haruka shrugged. Seta stood up.

"Are you going home now?" he asked her.

"Well I don't live here." Haruka told him.

"Why don't I walk you home then?"

"No thanks."

"It's okay. Besides, it's the least I can do for you after making you stay late like this."

Haruka didn't respond. She had a feeling that even if she said no again, he wouldwalk her homeanyway. So instead of saying anything, Haruka made her way to the frontdoor. Seta followed.

Once they were outside, Seta proceeded to continue their conversation.

"So, you never asked me where I go to school." Seta said casually.

"Was I supposed to?" Haruka shrugged.

"Why not?"

"Fine, where do you go to school?" Haruka caved.

"Tokyo-U!" Seta said happily as if he had been waiting all evening to tell her that. "I'm studying archeology there."

Haruka raised an eyebrow at this. He didn't seem too bright to her and that was the last thing she expected to come out of his mouth.

"That's nice." Haruka stopped walking. Seta stopped soon after.

"Is this your place?" Seta asked, looking at the small house in front of him. Haruka nodded.

"Well that wasn't as long a walk as I had hoped it would be." Seta sighed to himself. Haruka looked at him strangely and walked up to the front door.

"Oh, by the way. That apron you're wearing looks cute on you!" Seta called to her before she opened the door to go inside. Haruka paused, her cheeks tinted with pink again.

"But it wasn't what I was expecting." Seta said, more to himself than Haruka. "A cute maid uniform would have looked really cute too." Seta fantasized. A sharp rock made contact with his head before the door to Haruka's house slammed shut.

Well that's chapter 1! Reveiws are much appreciated! Oh, and if there are any small details I got wrong, plase tell me so I can fix it. (But there's not too much known about Seta and Haruka's past so I'm making most of this stuff up.) Oh, and if anyone knows the name of Sara's mother, please tell me. (I'm not sure if they ever said her name or not)

Well, I'll get the next chapter up soon!Thank you for reading!