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Love Hina: Enemies

AN: This fanfic takes place before volume 11 of the manga, but don't expect complete accuracy to the original, I ain't perfect. Hopefully you'll like this story, if you do please be kind enough to leave a review, if not leave one anyway saying what you didn't like so I can keep it for future reference. No flames please, unless PM.

I have a vague idea of where this fic is going, but no set plan, so I won't reveal anything yet. Anyhow read and review but most of all, enjoy.

For all spelling and grammar mistakes I apologize in advance

Chapter 1: The Bin Man

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It was a peaceful winters day in Hinata, and people went about their daily lives much like they did the day before and every other day before that. To an outsider in fact, it would seem to be a thoroughly quiet and sleepy little town, with no strange or unexpected happenings at all. To the old men sitting on a bench by the river, it too was a peaceful day, too peaceful in fact.

'Awfully quiet today' said one.

'Indeed it has been peaceful' said another.

'Shh!' said the third.

'What?' the others replied in unison.

'AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUU!'

The scream had come from the house atop the hill overlooking the town. The old men, acting as though it were a reflex, quickly took cover underneath any available roof.

'YOU PERVERT! WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO POOR SHINOBU!'

'ACK! NARU! I dind't do anything! This isn't what you think!'

'URASHIMA YOU LECHEROUS SCUM!'

'But I didn't!'

'SHUT UP AND EAT FIST!'

'EVIL CUTTING SWORD!'

'ARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!'

The old men watched with interest as a black dot was sent hurtling into space before turning and falling fast to earth. As it plummeted towards one of the old men, he deftly sidestepped and the object pummelled into the concrete. The men convened around the object, and were not surprised to find a rather battered young man steaming on the floor. This man was Keitaro Urashima, and he was not having a peaceful day at all. He was currently muttering incoherently, so the old men, having had their fun, wandered off to prophesise to some other unsuspecting pedestrians.

After a couple of minutes, Keitaro got up looking no worse for his free trip to the stratosphere. But I dind't even touch the panties! They landed in front of my face for kamis sake! Naru was sooo pissed and Motoko…(he shuddered involuntarily)…. i won't even think about that, were the hell in town am I this time anyway. After looking left and right, up and down, walking around for a bit and using a GPS he stopped and hung his head.

'Why is it every time they send me flying I always land in a part of town I know nothing about! I should really buy a map' he sighed to himself. 'I'm going to take ages to get back now, what'll the girls think?' He gasped in silent horror as the scene was played out in his head…………………

'Where have you been then?'

'Naru, look I just got lost and…'

'Silence scum! I don't know what you've been doing but I bet it's perverted!'

'What! You'd swear I go on the hunt for innocent young girls or something. Geez!. Oh crap' he soon realized his mistake as Motoko appeared, demon eyes glowing in her sockets

'URASHIMA! YOU PERVERTED WATER DEMON! HOW DARE YOU DISGRACE THE WALLS OF THIS HOUSE WITH YOUR EXISTENCE! I SHALL ERADICATE YOUR FOUL KIND FROM THIS WORLD!' ...

Keitaro's imagination went into overdrive, and he ran around swirly eyed flailing his arms around as the scene was replayed through his head repeatedly. This continued for several minutes, until he fell over the bench and head first into a bin. Keitaro's mind hadn't caught up with this latest turn of events however, and as he was pulled out of the bin by a kindly stranger he continued to gabble on.

'No Motoko I didn't do it. Why don't you believe me Naru? Motoko put the sword down please? Please? No! NOT AGAIN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHH!' he screamed. The stranger who had helped him out of the bin sweat dropped at the strange spectacle of a man running from invisible people with a hunted expression on his face. Coming back to reality, he turned to thank the person.

'Er… thanks for pulling me out of the bin and all, its just that…that...' his voice trailed off as he took a look at the man stood before him.

He was about 7ft tall Keitaro estimated, with a heavy muscular build. He didn't look as though he came from Japan, but somewhere like America. He wore heavy duty boots and black combat trousers. An open green short sleeved shirt was all he wore over a thin black t-shirt. His face was obscured by the shadows he stood in, and he was wearing some sort of Cuban style cap on his head. There was something written on the t-shirt in English but Keitaro was to busy for language revision.

'You okay?' the man asked after seeing Keitaro's stare

'Eh? Came Keitaro's reply before he realised the man was speaking English, but he had a completely different accent to Sarah or Seta, who Keitaro had heard speak English occasionally.

'You okay?' the man repeated, this time in Japanese.

'Oh yes! Fine! Just Fine! HAHAHA!' Keitaro replied nervously, his tone bordering on psychotic. I'm dead! If this guy hits me it's the end! Do not piss him off!.

'You sure you're okay?' the man asked again moving closer. As he did so, his shirt moved and Keitaro saw the glint of metal. Ack! He's got a gun! Ack! Answer his question before you end up with a hole in your head! Keitaro's mind screamed.

'Yeah, Fine! Just a little er lost! Yes, Lost! Hhehehe!' he babbled. The man reached inside his shirt for something, Keitaro closed his eyes and prayed I'm DEAD! before he felt the man press something into his hand. He opened his eyes and looked at the map he held. 'Thh…Thanks…' was all he could whimper.

'Don't mention it' the man dismissed as he turned and began to walk off down an alley.

Keitaro shouted after him 'Wait, What's your name!' The man stopped but did not turn around, a thin smile spread on his face. 'To you I am known as Akiro Sakesayu' the man said before disappearing down the alleyway. He wasn't even cold! Thought Keitaro as he made his way back to Hinata house. It began to snow. Up on a roof top somewhere in the town, a man smiled to himself, 'Hehe, what an idiot that guy was, sure would hate to live with him'

END OF CHAPTER

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Well, what'd you think? Leave a review with your comments and I will be posting the next chapter in 2 weeks after a brief holiday (Haha!). This is so much easier than writing 40k fanfiction phew…….

NEXT CHAPTER : Chapter 2: One for the money