A/N:Love Hina belongs to Ken Ass-matsu, Lord Dominator belongs to Disney, Def Jam belongs to EA, and everyone else belongs to their respective owners. I only own my plotlines, the Blackthorn name, and my OCs. Please review, follow, and favorite this and enjoy your read. Now for the warning:

This fanfiction will contain all around thrashing of the Love Hina tropes, characters, and plotlines. Seriously, you were warned. But if you like the works of Karndragon and Snafu the Great, the kings of ripping Love Hina a new one, then this is the fic for you! And to clear something up, Immortal!Motoko will be referred to as Michiko. Italicized Text = Jōshō's P.O.V

(Hidden Badass Keitaro) (Bashing on all the girls except Shinbou)

Love's an Illusion and Hina's the Deceiver

Jōshō Arc 4

(For new comers to the Jōshō Arc – the order)

- You Just Had to Destroy That Planet – Jōshō Arc 1

- Aftermath of Anistar – Jōshō Arc 2

- Death's a Blessing, Immortality is a Curse – Jōshō Arc 2.5

- Motoko Reconstructed – Jōshō Arc 3

- -(you are now here)-

Recap: Last time on the Jōshō Arc, Jōshō and Delia Dominator visited a desolate version of the Hinaverse with one survivor of the main cast. Motoko had lived 1000 years alone while being the greatest swordswoman. Now with Jōshō, she had a chance of escaping her own prison. Now they were on their way to another world of Love Hina for the sake of revenge.

Chapter 1: Screw Destiny

Keitaro Urashima, manager of Hinata Sou, appeared to be your typical Japanese loser ronin. The worst example of a harem lead. He was something you'd want to sympathize with and kick his face in for being such a wimp. He made even the lowest of men not weep for his job as a manager at an all-girls dorm. He had Naru Narusegwa, his "girlfriend" who'd beat him through the nine levels of hell. He had Motoko Aoyama, the man-hating swordswoman who nearly castrated him. He had Mitsune Konno, who'd scammed him and so many others out of money. He had Kaolla Su, a sociopathic genius who'd torture him for shits and giggles. He had, Mitsumi Otohime, who was an oblivious idiot who kept passing out everywhere getting him more beating from Naru and Motoko. He had to deal with Sarah McDougal, a bratty half pint who was just an asshole. Lastly, there was Shinobu Maehara, the only sane and likable tenant who's essentially a less shy but less developed Hinata. Keitaro had best friends who were shitty to him and family member who didn't give a rat's ass about him (except Kanako). So how is he still functioning? Well he put all that anger into fighting. Keitaro realized that through being beaten so bad, he could tank normal blows like it was nothing. So Keitaro got into streetfighting before rising into the top. However, this was all a secret. At night, he'd slip away to brawl and return at morning ready to be abused. If he wasn't fighting, he'd killed these assholes already. However, one would soon discover his secret.

Shinobu might have the nicest girl among the Hina Horrors (yes, they were called that in town behind their backs), but she was tormented the most. She always felt like garbage not being able to stand up for himself and watched her sempai be beaten. She felt powerless. One night, she was getting some water before bed when he heard a noise from Keitaro's room.

"Sempai?" She said in a whisper creeping up to the hall where his room was.

He saw her sempai come out his room with a duffel and wearing a black hoody. Strange to her, that he wasn't even wearing his glasses. He hurried out leaving them behind and past Shinobu whom he didn't noticed. Shinobu entered her sempai's room to get his glasses. Going to her own room, she got on some outing clothes and got to following Keitaro.

Keitaro hurried out wanted to get away from the Hinata Sou as quickly as possible because if he stayed any longer, he'd lose it. Keitaro took off making it very difficult for his unknown tracer to follow.

"I never noticed Sempai was so agile. He can barely dodge Naru's punches." Shinobu said as tried to keep up.

Shinobu found Keitaro entered an garage she wasn't familiar with, and Keitaro came out the garage with a motorcycle. The motorcycle in question was a black sportsbike with a creepy grim reaper design on the side. He slipped on a helmet and took off leaving Shinobu having to take a taxi to follow him. Hinata City was known well by Shinobu except the area Keitaro rode into. He rode into a garage, the Gun Hill Garage. Shinobu got off a block away from it.

"Mizu, be careful. This area would eat people like you for dinner." The taxi driver said a bit concerned.

"I'll be fine." Shinobu squeaked out.

The taxi took off and Shinobu kept following Keitaro until he entered another building. This building was stylized as a traditional Japanese building. Painted in red in kanji and in English, "The Dragon House". In front of the building was a crowd of people wanting inside the building. The area Shinobu had ended up was one where she stuck out as a white sheep. The district littered with people of questionable repute with petty criminal, prostitutes, yakuza, gamblers, and so forth. As Shinobu came up to the Dragon Dance, she knew she couldn't get inside through the front. However, while Shinobu was thinking, she had no idea she had a guardian angel to help her. Or were they guardian devils?

(Jōshō's P.O.V)

A Keitaro that's badass? Sign me up. Michiko found herself turned on by the ki alone he was giving out. We landed on the planet earlier in the morning to observe, and I was glad I held off attacking to observe. My green skinned space hellion, Delia Dominator, suggested helping her get inside.

"You did say she was the only "nice" one of the bunch, we could convince her to join us. We could use a camp…" She said before I interrupted.

"If that was camp whore, then no. Shinobu's legal in space, but not my type. Plus, she's more useful as a cook." I pointed out.

"I was going to say cook." Delia told me.

I chuckled awkwardly as Michiko had a plan to get her inside. However, Michiko opted to wait outside while we went in.

"I need to go out around town for a bit. It's been a thousand years since I've seen Hinata City populated." She said to us.

I used by BlackTab to spawn a headset to stick in her ear telling her that I'd call. Michiko took off, and Delia and I got to work with new clothes. Considering this was Hinata City, I didn't need to worry about Delia's green skin. This universe is so screwed up that no one would notice. Coming down off the roof, I come up to Shinobu. I had chosen to wear the outfit that I made for my player on Def Jam: Fight for NY which considering the place we're about to enter is fitting. A Rebok blood red windbreaker jacket, dark red cargo pants, and red hi-top sneakers was the outfit I choose. I also had white handwraps soon to be bloodstained, diamond studs in my ears, and the "V" vendetta chain around my neck.

Delia opted for a black sports bra top with red linings and a tie at the centre, matching bright black martial arts pants with grey linings with a black belt to her waist, and red gladiator-style sandals. Her hairstyle will the same though. We approached her.

"Well, what do we have here? Someone out of their comfort zone." I said as she turned to us.

"I…I..I just need to get inside." Shinobu said nervously.

"Well I suppose we can get you inside. Just follow us." Delia said as the three of us walked up to the entrance.

This big tough bouncer looked down at me and asked, "Welcome to the Dragon House, how tough are you three clowns?"

I punched him in his jaw, and sent my knee into his stomach having on the ground. I crouched down and kept beating him until my handwraps were bloodstained. I could have done this in one punch, but I needed my wraps to be stained in blood. Plus, he called my girl a clown.

Shinobu was completely frightened by how this stranger beat the bouncer to a bloody pulp, but it did get her inside. Soon Delia and Jōshō had left Shinobu on her own again. She found herself settling in the stands surrounded the arena. Said arena is dark, musty with wood surrounded the arena walls and lit by torches. The fight was about to begin as one man got on the mic standing in the podium.

"Tonight, we got a special brawl tonight! Tonight is the championship brawl between Chiang and Keitaro! Fighters, prepare yourselves." The announcer said.

Shinobu's eye widened.

"Keitaro can't fight! What's he gotten himself into?" Shinobu wondered sweating buckets.

Out from the left came Chiang. Chiang was a young Korean rapper from Seoul who took up martial arts. He wore a red zippered tank top, third-quarter dark jeans, black sneakers with rid linings, a star pendant on a sliver chain, shades, and a red baseball turned on a side.

"Let's show this guy how we do it here in the Dragon House!" He said as the crowd cheered for him.

From the right came Keitaro, and Shinobu couldn't believe it. Under the baggy clothes he wore was a surprisingly well-built frame. He wore no shirt, but dark grey gi bottoms, black fingerless gloves, and black boots. To Shinobu, this was a complete 180. This Keitaro stood tall, confident, and looked like he was ready to fight. Shinobu felt a bit tingly looking over him, and she had confidence that Keitaro would win. Jōshō and Dominator was on the stands as well observing the fight.

"Well, I'm already liking this Keitaro. This murderous killing intent he seeps is something I can work with." Jōshō remarked with a smile.

Dominator had gotten her a couple of drinks and had Jōshō spawn the popcorn.

"This is going to be good." She thought.

Chiang and Keitaro got into the arena and the rules were announced that only a ring out or KO would count as victory. The bell was rung and Chiang started with smack talk.

"Watch and learn, kid. This…" Chiang said before Keitaro rammed Chiang into the wooden walls leaving a crack on him.

"I am no mood for the shit that comes out your mouth. I get enough of that at home." Keitaro said hoisting Chiang to slam his knee on the Korean's back sending Chiang into the ground.

The fight was sadly one-sided. The years of blows from Naru's atomic punch had hardened Keitaro's body to a point where regular punches didn't hurt as much. However, elsewhere, Michiko was walking in the park just watching the night sky.

"I never thought I'd see other people again, and it's all thanks to Jōshō. Now I can finally get some closure." She said to herself.

As she sat there taking in the air, she sensed a sword before drawn and a familiar presence. Michiko had her hand on Shisui and leapt off the park bench.

"I sense a familiar yet unknown presence here." A familiar voice said.

"Tsuruko?" Michiko thought.

Michiko didn't want to fight her own sister, but didn't want to be seen by her. But then was too late, as Tsuruko came out of the shadows sword still in her hand.

"A kunochi?" Tsuruko said bewildered. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

Michiko was glad for the new outfit. The outfit is question was inspired by the modern take on ninja. A black, sleeveless, skin-tight jumpsuit with minor padding and straps toward the sides. Kunai were armed on legs. Her arms had blood red shin guards. She had black fingerless gloves with a black mask to cover the lower half of her face. She wore a forehead protector bearing the kanji "天" and tabi boots. Her swords were still on her side, but she sheathed them back.

"Well I'm sorry for the mistaken identity." Tsuruko said. "I should be on my way back to Kyoto."

Tsuruko left and Michiko was shaking inside with emotion. She had not seen her sister in so long, and badly wanted to cry. She was glad for her new friends. Evil as they were, Jōshō knew lost well. She decided to go meet up with Jōshō. She could use his wit by now.

-Line Break-

I had to admit that I was entertained by this fight. Keitaro had mercilessly pummeled Chiang into a bloody mess with a KO being the way he ended. His strength was beyond my expectations. If anything, in terms of strength, he was on par with the likes of Yamcha, Tien, and Krillin around the Saya-jin Saga at least. The part that got me and Delia to smirk was when Keitaro swung Chiang around and threw him into the fence around the area.

"It seems Keitaro saw Shinobu in the stands." I said to Delia. "We should wait for them outside."

"Sure thing, Jōshō. I'm in the mood for beating the shit out of someone anyway." Delia said cracking her knunckles.

"Go nuts, my sweet. Just be quick about that." I said with a quick peck before she goes off on her own.

I had exited the Dragon House for Gun Hill Garage when I sensed Michiko. She looked like she was about to break into tears. I had a feeling she ran into someone she missed dearly and I instinctively pulled her into a hug. I did envy her a little for at least she could at least she see a counterpart of her loved ones, but I understand that they weren't exactly hers.

Shinobu couldn't believe that Keitaro could fight, let alone brutalize someone.

"If he fought back at the Hinata Sou like that, nobody would harm sempai." She thought.

To make matters worse, the heavily breathing Keitaro looked up and their eyes meet. Keitaro's eyes snapped out the bloodlust to shock and Shinobu fell on her ass. She knew she had to get going before Keitaro could get his bearings together. She went through the exiting crowd but was stopped by the same guard Jōshō beat up earlier.

"The boss wants to talk to you." He said in a deep voice.

Shinobu would protest, but didn't because she didn't want to risk something worse happening. She was taken a plain office within one of the rooms within the catacombs of the Dragon House. Sitting there was a decent looking Japanese man in his mid-30's wearing a black suit. He looked serious and naturally oozed intimidating. This is Ken Itami, the guy who ran the underground fighting circuits and a bit of the yakuza element.

"I didn't expect to see any one of the Hinata women in my turf." He said.

This two yakuza with him also in suit would have pulled their guns, but Keitaro entered the office now with a black hoody over his built chest.

"Don't. This one's the sane one." Keitaro said taking a seat next to Shinobu.

"Oh, that's Shinobu." Ken said as he motioned for the two guards to leave. "I apologize. Though I wonder how you got it. You're supposed to be 18 to get in."

"Nevertheless, I'm sure you want answers, Shinobu. But answer me this, why follow me?" Keitaro asked curiously.

"I saw you leaving, and you left your glasses behind." Shinbou said getting them out her jacket pocket.

"Oh. I don't actually need glasses at all for some time. The lenses in those are fake." Keitaro pointed out. "I've been able see fine since a few months ago around the time I got into fighting."

Shinobu nodded trying her hardest to digest this information. However, another person entered the room. This woman was of light brown complex (being of both Japanese and African descent) around the same age as Keitaro. She stood six feet tall with long black hair down her head and dark brown eyes. With red lipstick on her lips, she wore a longsleeved, purple shinobi tunic with a black flower pattern on the skirt section, a gold trim, and with a blade sash tied around her waist to hold both her tunic in place. She had thigh high heels on her feet, along with a necklace of some sort on her neck. She had a figure that was very fit yet feminine at the same time. This was Kimora Lee, Ken's niece and a fellow fighter at the Dragon House.

"She put Mitsune to shame." Shinobu thought.

"Good job on the fight, Kei-kun." She said smooching his cheek.

"Thanks, Kim-chan." He said back with a smile.

"Wait, who's she?" Shinobu squeaked.

"Oh, this is my lady friend Kimora Lee. Kimora…this is Shinobu." Keitaro said hastily introducing them.

"Wait, what about Naru?" Shinobu asked.

Kimora and Keitaro looked at each other and broke into laughter with Keitaro explained he broke up with her, but she never got the letter he sent. Ten minutes later, Keitaro rejoined Shinobu outside Kimora's condominium nearby.

"Sempai, I'm really happy for you." Shinobu said holding him close.

Kimora was watching from above in her home and opened a window saying to Shinobu, "If you were any of those other Hinata shanks, I'd break your arm."

Shinobu shivered as she and Keitaro were on their way. However, a limo pulled up in front of them. The window on the backseat came down. They couldn't see who was inside though.

"Keitaro Urashima, a man who deserves better than the raw hand he was dealt. A man abused and seen as a joke. His promise girl lied to him and swapped it around. I could see it in your eyes that you want vengeance on the people who screwed you over."

Convincing Keitaro and Shinobu to join was a bit tough, but offering a million dollars made that easier. How did get a limo? Simple, I jacked it from Gun Hill Garage long after I bashed that limo driver's head in and stuffed him inside the trunk. So, who was driving? Delia. It was just me in with them. Michiko stayed quiet wearing a full mask over her face.

"Who are you?" Keitaro said crossing his arms. "And what was that was about the promise girl lying?"

I was surprised by this. Keitaro doesn't know the truth about the promise girl. Doesn't this place post-manga? Unless…whatever. It didn't matter, I'd be telling him anyway.

"Keitaro, I must ask you. What do you know about multiverse?" I asked him.

He assumed that I was his counterpart and asked if I was. I'd sooner read the worst of Naruto fanfiction then to be even a counterpart to Keitaro!

"No, I am not you. But I am capable of traversing through worlds as a reality warper. While I am not your counterpart. With me, I did bring a counterpart of a person you do know." Jōshō said.

It was then that Michiko came out of the darkened corner and removed the mask. Keitaro had a complete nosebleed and all, but he thought Michiko was Tsuruko.

"No, Minato. It's..me, Motoko." Michiko said quietly.

It got deathly silent as Keitaro and Shinobu's eyes bugged out. Michiko had tears in her eyes and embraced them both sobbing that she was just happy to see them again. I couldn't help but warmly smile at it.

"What happened to us?" Keitaro asked her. "Motoko, you looked like you've seen ghosts."

"Well that's what happens when your one thousand and eighteen years old." Michiko said wiping her tears.

Michiko had to explain what went on in her universe to the two of them. I also got some details on Michiko. Apparently, in Michiko's own timeline, Mitsune was a whole lot more willing to defend Keitaro. Keitaro took his alternate fate pretty well, at least glad that he kicked Naru out. Shinobu, I had to comfort because she cried harder finding out her alternate self was slaughtered.

"Either way, we're here for two things. You, Keitaro. The second thing is revenge against the Hina bitches." I said as Shinobu dried her tears. "Except Shinobu."

Shinobu sighed with relief as I said, "I do want you to join our team to travel the galaxy. That's if you don't have anything keeping you here."

A chance to finally put the Hinata House behind was a dream come true. It was the reason he fought, so he could make enough to leave the city forever and give Hina his middle finger salute. Now a chance was right in front his face. However, he came to think of his lady friend and Shinobu. Shinobu was the factor that made his plans to go hard. He liked her presence.

"I could consider it, but can I bring along Shinobu." He asked him.

"We could always use a camp cook." Michiko said warmly.

Now Keitaro had to wonder about Kimora. How was he going to tell her he wanted to take her across the galaxy? But it seemed fate cleared his schedule, Keitaro received a text from Kimora. She got a scholarship to an American university. Keitaro knew his relationship with her was pretty much over, but he was still glad for the time spent. She helped Keitaro to come out of his shell. On the other hand, he was glad for the breakup for risked too much by dating the boss's niece. Keitaro texted back to take it and give her a goodbye.

"Well I'm in. Considering Kimora's leaving for America to study, she broke it off with me." Keitaro said putting his phone.

"Sorry for the loss." Jōshō remarked.

Jōshō went up and winded down the panel to see Delia. He asked where they were and Delia pointed out she was lost. Jōshō had to spawn a GPS for her to get her back on track. Michiko gazed at Keitaro and was contemplating something.

"I would like to jump him now, but Shinobu's watching. Not that I mind an audience, but I don't want to scar her. I need to get him alone." Michiko thought.

She had a long desire for Keitaro and the way Jōshō described him beating up Chiang turned her on. Keitaro could feel the gaze, but it was the Motoko anger face. It looked more of a face of desire. She inched closer to Keitaro whispering into his ear, "I need to be with you…alone when we get the chance. I have some making up to do with you."

Keitaro's face went red as Michiko inched away leaving Shinobu confused and worried. Delia had finally got them to the street where the stairs to the Hinata Sou were located.

"So what's the plan for your revenge? Kill them in their sleep." Keitaro said morbidly.

Shinobu was quiet. While she wasn't one for violence, her heart darkened over her stay at the apartments. She pretty much wanted to kill them herself, but was too meek at the time.

"That would be too easy." Delia said getting out the driver's seat and joining them in the backseat. "By the way, I'm Delia Dominator. You and Shinobu can call me Dominator."

"I agree with my sweet. I prefer to torture them and deliver sweet karma. So, we'll keep them alive to screw with them until we're ready to kill them or do worse." Jōshō remarked. "Think you could go with us on this, Kei?"

Keitaro nodded and said, "I assume you want rooms in the Hinata Sou for your plans."

"Sharp mind, Keitaro. I like you even more already." Jōshō said. "To let you know ahead of time, this team is no team of heroes. We are all pretty much walk the dark path of life."

To this, Keitaro smirked.

"I've always been the nice guy all my life, but that mask is done. So bring it on." He said shaking Jōshō.

"Keitaro, with some training, you'll be feared throughout the galaxy." Jōshō said with a smirk.

Shinobu had went to bed, and Jōshō and Delia had to get the team ship, the Pavlovena, closer to the Hinata Sou. This gave Michiko her chance to which she dragged Keitaro to his room and threw him on his futon. Keitaro couldn't believe that she wanted and desired him. Motoko was a call who claimed to ever submit to a man and here she was going down on him.

"Then again, she had been alone for 1000 years. That'd drive anyone…" Keitaro thought before his thoughts were cut dead in his track. Michiko had shedding her outfit exposing her toned yet buxom body to him.

"I know for a fact these surpass Mitsune and tonight they'll all yours." Michiko said to him seductively.

He never thought he'd hear Motoko be seductive or hell have her naked and on top of him. Michiko made sure to soundproof the walls to ensure no one would interrupt. For Michiko, it was a fantasy come true and for Keitaro, it was a night to remember.

(A/N: The long awaited Jōshō Arc 4 is here for you all. Yes, all what you saw where elements of Def Jam (mostly Fight for N.Y.) As for Kimora, she's reappear again in the next chapter before she leaves. And yes, she and Keitaro were friends with benefits. I originally had plans to make her his girlfriend, but I found it better this way due to realizing it'd be a while before Keitaro would go to get another girlfriend. The next chapter begins the torment. If you have ideas on tormenting the girls, PM me. )