Disclaimer: Love Hina does not belong to me nor do its characters, only my plot and any OCs that may appear are totally property of Redwolves Studios (and by proxy, mine)

Love Hina: Reach (A) Dream

Prologue: A vision of success

A dimly lit tunnel. The only lights shining were the ones at its end

It's time, isn't it?

Six figures walked through it, on their faces were similar expressions of nervousness, excitement, accomplishment, and the most important, adrenaline.

We managed to get here, after so much, we are here

Each one of them had in their hands several instruments.

We got over our ties, all those chains are broken

Two of them were holding their free hands, the occupied ones carrying the tools they would use today to leave their mark in history.

We confronted our pasts, we came to be together

The one leading them was holding in his hand something that had drastically changed his life.

The others carried similar ones except for two.

The leader had warm brown eyes that had a halo of silver in the outer section of the pupil, his also brown hair had taken a bit of golden in the front, giving him an appearance of a shounen hero of old. His build had improved, not enough to be noticed through his rather sturdy and elegant jacket, but on those parts that he showed his now hardened muscles; his black jeans had a symbol in his left tight.

Freedom

The t-shirt he wore under the coat for that occasion was black with the name of who he was representing/leading that night.

Yeah, I changed a lot too

Those who knew him would definitely wonder how such a change could be done

Going from a nobody almost dying in the cold streets of Hinata, to someone who tonight, 4000 people were waiting for. Talk about fate.

Not only me, though.

Yes, they were also waiting for his partners, those who he shared with many trials to be here. The first people that actually believed in him without any trace of malice

So he led them, having turned from being one of the most unlucky person in that hemisphere, to one others would believe the most fortunate man walking on earth.

Those who had rejected him, those who laughed at him, now lay wide-eyed and jaw-dropped somewhere among the crowd waiting for them.

And somewhere among it, there could also be someone that had become his light in the darkness he was once lost.

He eyed the silver bracelet that represented the connection to that person. The one who he had most cherished in the past months.

So he steeled his resolve, that didn't go unnoticed by those following him. And it made them smile.

Yes, because of him, even if he never admitted it, they were now people much different than those he had met several months ago.

And because of him, they were together.

And in that moment, the group arrived to the end of the tunnel; they stood in line, each one of them with a smile on their faces.

And they smiled at each other, nodding in encouragement, then looking at their leader.

He only gripped the mic he was holding in his hand, the only thing besides the bracelet that was left belonging to their beloved late friend.

And in that moment, a thunderous voice amplified by hundreds of speakers was heard

"And finally! The ones you have been waiting for all the night! Here they come, ready for anything! The ones that have broken all record and reached the top 10 bands in the country! Behold! #######!"

The final part could not be understood due all the shouting coming from the audience, screaming in excitement at the sight of those who they had waited for so long.

And the ones standing before every person in that place, their names finally craved in the heart of everyone.

They looked at the audience with a smile that irradiated confidence and happiness, but in their minds, they had the same single thought crossing their minds.

It's beautiful, isn't it? #####-chan?

The leader, moved to his position next to the place where the mount for his mic was.

And so he began talking, thanking the people that came just to hear them.

Almost drowned by the shouts of the audience, Keitaro Urashima began his task for the night.

…

But how did he and his companions come to arrive here? That's what this tale is for.

Behold the true beginning of the story of this Keitaro Urashima.