Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina. If I did, I would be using all of my money to take a vacation in some exotic country, instead of writing this fic. I do own all of the original characters and plots that are going to be in this thing.

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ON WITH THE SHOW!

Keitaro was in his room, sitting in his closet. He groaned. The girls had just put him through another one of their routine beatings. This one was especially bad.

Flashback

Shinobu had put a kettle of tea on the stove, forgotten about it, and went to the hot springs to take a bath. Of course, the kettle had started to whistle while she was still in there, so she had rushed out as fast as she could, wearing only a towel. And of course, Keitaro just happened to be walking down the hall to the kitchen at that very moment. He was studying a book of math problems at the time, so he didn't see a thing. Shinobu crashed into him, and they both fell onto the ground, with her on top of him. Keitaro, caught totally unaware, suddenly noticed that her "assets" were pressing against him, and his nose started to bleed. And then, in typical Hinata house fashion, Motoko came around the corner and saw them. "PERVERT!" she screamed, unsheathing her katana and starting to run towards him "HENTAI! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF INNOCENT SHINOBU! ROCK CUTTING SLASH!" Keitaro didn't even have time to scream as the blade came rushing towards him. He was hit, and knocked through several walls… right into Naru's room, as she was changing. "KEITARO, YOU PERVERT!" she screamed, "DIE!" He was then punched through the hole in the floor, into his room. Unfortunately, he was punched into his collection of dirty magazines, and all of the girls in the dorm, who had come to watch the beat-down, saw. "LOOKIE, KEITARO'S GOT DIRTY MAGAZINES!" Su screamed, kicking him in the face. Naru and Motoko just stood there, with looks of rage on their faces. Just as he thought things could not possibly get any worse Shinobu came by, and, realizing that all of this sort of started because she had forgotten about the tea, said "Oh Sempai, I'm so sorry, its all my fault!" and ran away crying. "HENTAI! BAKA! YOU MADE SHINOBU CRY AGAIN! DOUBLE STRIKE OF PERVERT SMITING!" And with that battle cry, Naru and Motoko sent Keitaro into orbit. He didn't think he had ever gone so high. He went higher, higher higher… eventually he started to come down. "Holy Shit! Is that Africa? WOWWWWWWWWW!"

Keitaro was abruptly KO'd as hit the ground.

To make a long story short, Keitaro had woken up a few seconds later, surrounded by primitive cannibals that thought he was a god that fell down from heaven. They had taken him back to their village, where he had discovered that Seta was to be the main course. Being the god of the village however, he was able to free Seta, and in return he got a ride back to Japan on Seta's plane.

"Well, part-timer, I had discovered that the ancient turtle civilization had visited Africa at some point in time, and I decided to investigate. Unfortunately, I ended up destroying a sacred statue of one of the gods of those cannibals, and I kind of got captured… So anyway, what were you doing there?"

Keitaro sweat dropped. "Well, you see, I…"

"You did something perverted again, didn't you? Dork".

"Sarah! What are you doing here?"

"Well I WAS visiting my papa… But I think it would be more fun to mess with you!" she answered, giving him an abrupt kick in the face.

"Oww!"

"Break it up, you two" Seta said, pulling them apart.

"Um, papa, who's flying the plane?"

"Oh no…"

"WAGGGHHHHH!"

Keitaro walked down the road to Hinata House. Thankfully, they had crash landed in Japan, and Keitaro had left Sarah and Seta (leaving Seta's head bleeding as usual). His heart was pounding. Were the girls still mad at him or not? His question was answered by Kanako, who was standing at the front door. "Oni-chan, I'm sorry but they're still really pissed. Oh, But I can disguise you as Mutsumi so you can get in."

"Thanks, Kanako, let's do that."

A few moments later, Keitaro, disguised as Mutsumi, began to make his way towards his room. He was just about to open his door, but then Naru spotted him. "Mutsumi," she asked, "why are you going into Keitaro's room?"

Keitaro panicked, but then remembered that Kanako had also given him a voice changer. "Oh," he said, sounding like Mutsumi, "I left some of my watermelons in Kei-Kuns room!"

"Okay, I guess." Naru responded, shaking her head.

Keitaro went into his room. It was partly destroyed from the beat down of earlier. There were clothes scattered everywhere, and his dirty magazines were lying in plain view. I'll have to clean this up later, when this whole thing blows over. Yes, that was best. For now, he had better hide in case someone came in and saw him. I can't just lock the door, it's too obvious and Naru could still see me through the hole. Hmm… Ah, there! He opened the closet, it wasn't too full, and it was roomy. A perfect hiding spot.

And that was why he was in his room, sitting in his closet.

End Flashback

Keitaro sighed. Of course he loved living in Hinata House. But something had been bothering him lately. It wasn't the beatings- not really. He had gotten used to those, just as he had gotten used to all of the chores he had to do. In fact, he seemed to have gotten used to everything…

"That's it! Now I know what's wrong! As exciting as this place is, it's gotten kind of boring around here. Every day it's the same old stuff. It would be nice to see something new… like maybe another guy, that I can hang out with and talk about guy things to." He smiled. Another guy would be nice. Hell, even another girl would be good, as long as she was different that what he was used to.

"Oh well, that will never happen…" He sweat dropped. "Shit. I just said all of that out loud. Which means that someone probably heard…"

Keitaro wasn't even able to finish his sentence before he was punched again.

Nevertheless, he would get his wish. Things were about to change at Hinata House.

So, what'd ya think? I'll try to put up a new chapter once a week and they will be longer than this! Please review! This is my first fic, so please go easy with the flames, although constructive criticism will be appreciated.

See ya next time!

Rook.