If an idea for a plot has struck you what do you do? Do you ignore it? Or do you put it to words?
I am doing the latter, since writing has been a hobby of mine.
Please enjoy this prologue of mine, I hope you all like it.
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership to the Love Hina copyright, only this script of mine.
Sitting in the middle of the raining street, Motoko was contemplating everything about herself.
'Failure at swordsmanship...' Motoko thought, the bucket still in her head. 'Not feminine enough to be a girl. Is there anything I can do?'
While contemplating, she felt the lack of rain pouring on her. Looking behind her, she saw Keitaro with an umbrella and a small, sincere smile on his face.
"Why are you here soaking yourself in the rain?" Keitaro said.
Motoko slowly stood up and joined Keitaro. Both of them silently agreed to head back to home, since she was soaking wet. The walk there was silent. No one knew what to say.
'Either fate is being generous or is mocking me.' Motoko thought, while walking with Keitaro under the umbrella.
Back then, a single girl and man under the same umbrella was frowned upon, since only couples should be that near each other.
When they arrived back home, it was so late that all of the other tenants were already deep asleep. Keitaro, being the gentleman that he is, asked Motoko to dry herself in his room and give her something else to wear, since her wardrobe was sparce.
When she stripped of her wet maid outfit, dried her body with a towel and then wore a spare polo and short from Keitaro. For her it was a bit humiliating, wearing clothes from a male.
After telling Keitaro that it was alright to enter, she now dried her long, black, silky hair. Keitaro then went inside with a two cups, some cocoa mix and a termos full of hot water.
"Really now, the rain is alreadt that strong and you even ran out there to get soaked, you'll get a fever that way!" Keitaro said jokingly, trying to lift up the atmosphere.
"Leave me alone!" Motoko replied loudly, annoyed by his joke.
But then Motoko caught herself, she was yelling at the guy who saved her.
Silence then surrounded the room. While preparing the hot cococa, Keitaro stared at Motoko. He noticed how beautiful and lovely she looked. Her eyes were something like gems. And her long silky hair.
Pushing this thoughts out of his head, he didn't need to think of her like a creep. And also, he was in love with Naru. He was merely being helpful towards his friends. And Motoko was a close friend, despite the treatment she gives him. He knew she was troubled and decided to be compationate.
"Drink this hot chocolate." Keitaro said, giving Motoko the mug, with small smile on his face. "It'll warm you up."
She thanked him, but she was so entraced by his smile that she didn't notice that the drink was too hot. When she drank some of the drink and her mouth felt the intense heat of the liquid, she immediately spat it at Keitaro, who was infront of her.
Keitaro run around the room, trying to cool himself up, not noticing that he had an injured leg. While Motoko yelled at how stupid he was for not telling him that it was too hot.
Keitaro then prepared for either a blow from a sword or powerful punch, but after a few seconds he noticed that nothing came. Looking at Motoko, he saw that she silently sitting while staring at him.
"Motoko?" Keitaro uttered, confused by her lack of violent reaction.
"Huh, I only now noticed that I'm the idiot." Motoko stated, cup still in hand.
"Don't say that." Keitaro said, trying to cheer her up. "You..."
"Don't patronize me!" Motoko yelled, cutting Keitaro's speech. Tears started to form in her eyes, her voice suddenly losing volume. "It doesn't matter whether if it's being a swordsman or being a girl. I can't..."
Something cut Motoko from what she was saying, feeling something on top of her head. She looked up and saw Keitaro affectionately rubbing her head.
"Forcing yourself too much isn't good." Keitaro said, still rubbing her head.
Motoko stared at Keitaro for a second then she finally broke down.
"Don't be so nice to me..." Motoko said through her teeth, tears falling down her face.
She then tackled Keitaro and hugged him tighthly, dropping the mug in her hand. She sobbed loudly while asking Keitaro what to do. Keitaro's mind was in total chaos; a crying girl was sobbing loudly on his chest. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to comfort her but thought that it was inapprioate. He then resorted to put multiple clothespin on his face to maintain control over his perverted side.
'But was that what really happened?' A voice entered his mind.
Sitting up, Keiaro realized that he was dreaming and had suddenly woken up by the mysterious voice.
"Weird..." Keitaro said. "Why would I dream of that? And what was that voice talking about?"
Keitaro looked at the clock near his futon.
"Oh crap! I'm late!" Keitaro said, running to wash room.
Years had past since that fateful night. Most of the people living in the dorms have gone on their seperate ways.
After dating for a few years, Naru ended her relationship with Keitaro. Her schedule as a High school teacher contrasted with Keitaro's schedule as archeologist. It was because Keitaro was hardly ever home at the Hinata Sou, what with him always in an excavation. Both of them had a good farewell. After breaking up, Naru bought an apartment near her job.
After graduating high school, Kaolla Su went back to her home country. She had finally matured enough to notice that she was needed in her home country, but still childish enough to do a few pranks here and there, but resorted to something harmless. She does come back from time to time.
Mutsumi, because of her law degree, was working in a law firm near her home at Okinawa. She was one of the respected lawyers there, albeit still being prone to passing out randomly. She onced defended a person accused of sexual harrasment. She won the case because of her experience with Keitaro. But once the case was over, she passed out and ended up in a embarrasing pose on top of the defendant.
Shinobu, Keitaro and Kitsune were the only ones to stay.
When Keitaro was home, he would manage and maintain the bording house. Fixing the pipes ane loose floorboards, like he onced did. He would also clean the hot spring once a week. And when he was away, he put Kitsune in charge of the whole place.
Kitsune was still working at the Cafe Haruka onced owned. Because of her beauty and cunningness, the cafe was always packed with customers. Shinobu, after graduating high school, took a degree in culinary arts. She's currently making experience by working at the Cafe, part time of course.
Everyone didn't see Motoko ever since she left one day. Nobody ever knew the reason she did so. But the girls suspected it was because of her feelings for Keitaro and respect for Naru. They tried contacting Tsuruko for Motoko's whereabouts, but, like Motoko, they hadn't seen her since the of the sisters.
At present time, while Keitaro was preparing for work. Somewhere at Kyoto, a woman with very long, black, silky hair was preparing breakfast
"Sakura, breakfast is ready!" The woman yelled.
"Be right there mom!" A child with long dark chestnut hair, replied.
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