Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina, nor am I making any profit from this particular work of fanfiction.
WARNINGS: Contains a female Keitaro, shoujoai/femslash/lesbian pairing(s), some language, nudity, and sexuality… Rated M mostly for safety… READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!!!
Author's Note: Well, here's the start of my second fanfiction here on … and it's likewise my second Love Hina fiction. Since my previous fic did so well, I decided to continue with my 'Love Hina: Keika' series (that's what I'm calling it) with this fiction. Out of all the pairings available, I find myself strangely attracted to this one for some reason… I always did like Kitsune, after all… anyway, let's see how it goes now, shall we?
Author's Note 2: Oddly enough, this is my first M-Rated fic, but it's mostly rated that to be on the safe side, since I don't know how far the artistic view of the body's nude form falls into M-rating or from T-rating. Likewise, I don't know how strict this site is on said rules, so I don't want to stretch it too far or whatnot and end up on the wrong end of the 'ban-hammer'. Personally, I wouldn't consider my story M-Rated (unless I throw in a scene of 'lovemaking'), but then again, I don't have any problem with sexuality/nudity, but I guess I'm just the minority there…
Love Hina: Picture Perfect
Chapter 1: Sketchy Start
The door to Hinata-sou slid open, yet for what might have been the first time in months, the woman opening said door was not one of the tenants. Dark brown hair adorned her head, cut short and apparently able to naturally feather outwards in a rather trendy style. Her eyes were a lighter shade of brown than her hair, and her visible skin was light. She wasn't tall, though she was by no means short, and she was clad rather simply with a long sleeve black turtleneck and a pair of comfortable, slightly worn blue jeans. The final addition to this cute (rather shapely, if I do say so myself) girl was a pair of small framed glasses, as well as a messenger style bag that she carried with her.
This woman was Urashima Keika, the nineteen year old granddaughter of Hina, who was the owner of the establishment she was currently entering.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Keika called out as she entered the main room ever so slowly "Anyone at all?"
Hearing no response, nor seeing any current signs of life, Keika decided to simply slip off her shoes and begin exploring the place on her own. She hadn't been there for years and needed to reacquaint herself with the place, and it was her grandmother's place, after all. She figured that gave her enough license to wander around the bottom floor looking for someone to help her out. As her stomach grumbled, she decided that finding a kitchen was probably going to be her goal instead.
'If I remember right… the kitchen was down this way…' Keika thought as she turned towards a hallway heading towards the back of the establishment 'It's worth a shot, anyway.'
As she slowly traversed the hallway, she noticed that this place had a rather interesting beauty and feel to it, something she didn't quite remember from her youth. She took the time to relish it now; she found it's archaic beauty somewhat inspiring, in a way. As she rounded a corner, having not yet found the kitchen, she overheard what she thought was running water. With a look of interest, she gazed around the corner of an open door, only to have her eyes snap open at the sight before her.
"An onsen!" she exclaimed softly, smiling as she looked around for a changing room "I'm sure oba-san won't have a problem with me taking a quick soak before meeting her!"
Picking up her pace, she found the nearest double door, assuming it was the changing room for the onsen. She then proceeded to throw the door open, and was about to rush in moments before she finally took a good look at the room in front of her. She stopped so quickly at the sight of the other young woman that it was a wonder she didn't break or tear something. As for why… well, it wasn't everyday you come to face with-
'An angel… a heavenly goddess of beauty…' Keika thought as her eyes snapped open to their fullest.
Keika's eyes followed the woman's face as she stood up from picking up a towel, fully exposing her wonderfully bare figure to the young Urashima. Her hair was short, shorter than Keika's own in fact, and was a noticeably lighter shade of brown that bordered on grey. Her eyes were… unique… they reminded Keika of the various depictions of kitsune she had seen. The woman's face as a whole was attractive, even on down to the pale shaded yet full lips, blending quite well with the woman's soft, light skin.
Keika's eyes, against all rational thought, began to trail down from the woman's beautiful face, trailing down a slender neck to shoulders that, while by no means delicate, were evidently feminine and, to her, perfect. Her eyes trailed down, taking note of the same lightly toned and shapely arms and forearms, leading down to the delicate hands of one unaccustomed to manual labor. As she worked her way back up the arms, her eyes moved down to the woman's rather large, full breasts, which were perky and shapely, the light skin breaking to pink around the woman's nipples. However, her eyes did not linger their to long, for she was soon moving down the woman's flat and narrow waist, seeing nothing but flawless skin as she moved down to the woman's strong thighs, alerting Keika to the presence of a perfect hourglass figure. Keika's once-over, which was by no means a quick or unnoticed one, eventually ended after Keika observed the woman's strong, calves and narrow feet.
'Oh kami-sama… she's perfect.' Keika found herself thinking, all sense of self-preservation or manners long gone as her mouth lay agape 'She's… so gorgeous-'
The flick between Keika's eyes caught her entirely off guard, and the force, while not that significant, sent her stumbling backward until she fell against the wall. Now, having been rather roughly dragged back from her own little world, Keika found herself somewhat irritated as she rubbed the sore spot on her head.
"Aug! That hurt! Why'd you-" Keika began, her self-preservation instincts kicking in a moment later when she looked up to see herself eye to eye… literally.
She subconsciously took note of the fact that, while one eye was brown and fully open, the other was shut in a vulpine expression. This was, however, not at the forefront of her mind.
"It's rude t' stare, y'know…" the woman said, clearly not amused as she looked Keika right in the eye, her face no more than a foot away at best.
Keika, who was now wide eyed with fear rather than awe, found that her throat was too tight to force words out. She did get points for trying though, but not before the woman moved even closer to Keika. That's about the time that the fox-eyed woman's breasts began to press against her own, forcing Keika's face to turn a brilliant shade of bloody crimson as she glanced down and attempted to press even further into the wall behind her. Her attention was brought back up when a hand flew by her right ear, slamming open-palmed into the wall behind her. Naturally, this brought her attention up to the vulpine eyes before her.
"You've seen meh nekkid, suga'…" the fox-woman said, an equally vulpine grin crossing her face "…and y' didn't ask t' see me either… jus' barged in…"
Keika tried to voice something as her hands tried to dig into the wall, but was cut off as a hand went by her other ear, once more landing open-palmed on the wall right behind her. Keika's ears and chest were thumping hard by now, while her eyes remained locked on the vulpine face in front of her.
"All y' had t' do was ask proper, suga'… but now it looks lahk ah'll have t' make y' pay for it instead…" the fox said, her eyes opening as the vulpine grin turned downright wicked.
'Oh kami-sama! I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, I'm gonna… die…' Keika's mind began to shout, nearly stopping as one of the woman's legs maneuvered it's way between her own, pressing up against a rather personal area of her body.
In this situation, Keika did what many shy women would do when pinned to a wall by a seemingly crazed, naked woman who resembled a fox… she blacked out.
"Ugh… my head…" Keika moaned as she found herself staring up at a rather bright light on what she assumed was the ceiling "Ano… what happened?"
"I was going to ask you that question."
Keika's full senses kicked in when she heard the older woman's voice. The smell of cigarettes… the dark hair in her blurry vision… and the all too familiar voice from her youth, albeit with a difference in pitch over the years…
"Haruka-oba-sa-ugh!" Keika began happily… until the harisen caught her across the side of the head.
Somehow, Haruka had managed to produce the paper fan from nothing, sending it back from whence it came not two moments later.
"Just Haruka; I'm not that old yet." Haruka replied calmly from her spot standing above Keika, an unlit cigarette hanging from her lips "How do you feel?"
"W-Well… I've got a headache…" Keika replied as she sat up, realizing that she must have been lain out on a the couch "…I think… I collapased earlier…"
"Ya fell lahk a rock, suga'." a voice from behind her commented, surprising Keika out of her seat as she reflexively swung out to grab her glasses.
Luckily, by the time she'd landed rear-first on the floor, Keika's glasses were on and she was able to clearly see the foxy woman from earlier propping her head up on the back of the couch. Something between fear, embarrassment, and guilt washed over her, and she felt her body temp begin to rise once again.
"Y-You! I mean-" Keika quickly scrambled to her knees, bowing as low as she could with the couch in the way "Gomenasai! I didn't mean to walk in on you! O-Or stare! Please forgive me!"
"Woah there suga', y' can chill out." the woman, now clad in a set of rather comfortable, relaxing clothing, replied with a brief gesture for emphasis "No harm, no foul, after all."
"B-" Keika began again, but was cut off by her aunt.
"Obviously, you've already met Konno Mitsune, also known as-"
"Kitsune." the vulpine woman said, opening a single eye far enough, and long enough, to wink playfully at the older brunette.
'I wonder why…' Keika ruefully thought as she began to understand the previous events better 'hell, she even looks like an inexperienced kitsune in a transformation… wonder if she likes dogs…?' (1)(2)
"She's one of the tenants here at oba-san's dorm." Haruka explained calmly "The other girl's aren't back from school yet, but you should be meeting them this afternoon."
"Alright, I guess I-wait, what did you say this place was?" Keika asked, snapping up to the other woman's face when dawning fell upon her.
"It's an all-girls dormitory, and it's been that way for years." Haruka replied as she gave the other girl a look "That's not a problem, is it?"
"N-No, not at all!" Keika responded quickly, her embarrassment showing through ever so slightly "I was just surprised… that's all."
"Hm… well, anyway, I've got to get back down to the tea shop before lunch." Haruka said, turning to face Kitsune "Since you've got nothing better to do, how about helping her get used to this place?"
"Eh, sure, whah not?" Kitsune replied with a grin "There's not anythin' good on righ' now anyway."
Haruka didn't even bother nodding as she began to head towards the door. In a way, Keika wished that her aunt wouldn't leave; she didn't know just how much this 'Kitsune' was like an actual kitsune.
"Well suga', jus' you an' me now." Kitsune said with a grin as she locked her vulpine eyes with Keika's own "Now, how 'bout we work out that payment ah mentioned earlier…?"
"W-What?! You said-"
"'No harm, no foul', an' that ah meant. Ah didn't say y' didn't have t' pay up though." Kitsune continued, practically grinning from ear to ear "Don't worry though, ah won't make ya pay too much…"
Somehow, Keika didn't find that too comforting.
"…is it possible to be even more 'broke' than broke?" Keika mused aloud as she looked upon her empty wallet with disdain "I think I found out how it's possible…"
"Really? Ah'd a thought you'd have more money than that, since yer Hina's grandkid and all." Kitsune said, downing another glass of sake the next moment "Aaahh… at least y' had enough t' buy me th' good stuff…"
"Yeah, four bottles of it…" Keika mumbled as she narrowed her eyes "Now, explain to me just why you wanted me to get into the bath with you?"
That had been the case, and the end result was the current scene in the onsen. On one side was Kitsune, relaxing and without a care (or a towel) with a bottle of expensive sake and a glass nearby, while on the other was Keika, with a towel and a look of embarrassment and nervousness etched upon her face. As to why she was blushing, well, she just figured that it was the warmth of the bath that was getting to her.
"Well, ah figured that four bottles of th' good stuff was a bit too much for one once-over." Kitsune replied grinning wildly "Ah figured th' least ah could do would be t' let y' have another peek or two."
"You make me sound like I'm some pervert…" Keika muttered as she looked away, honestly downtrodden as her shoulder's slumped slightly.
"Now come on, ah didn't mean it tha' way." Kitsune said with a chuckle as she poured out some more sake "Ah jus' meant y' could take a closer look if y' wanted… maybe a hands-on approach...?"
Now, Keika was certain that the blush and warmth she felt was directly connected to her overwhelming embarrassment as various images of the woman's beautiful body flashed through her mind.
"Th-That's not-! I wasn't wanting that!" Keika exclaimed, not quite thinking before she spoke.
"Oh? Hm…" Kitsune appeared contemplative for a moment, downing another round of sake before finally speaking, her face appearing strangely serious for a moment "Well… ah am single righ' now…"
"WHAT?!?! That is definitely not what I meant!" Keika shouted as she rapidly got to her feet, towel and embarrassment be damned.
"Reeaally?" Kitsune drawled, quirking an eyebrow as she opened up one of her eyes "Y' were staring way to long for someone who wasn't 'interested', y'know…"
"I was interested! I-I mean-Ugh!" Keika shouted as she cupped her hands over her face in irritation "I mean, I was admiring how beautiful you are, but only in an artistic sense! It was just, you're so… enchanting… I couldn't help but stare…"
Kitsune's eyes were now open, locking onto Keika's own for quite some time. Keika couldn't help it, but she felt her blush coming back full force as the woman stared at her. It was odd, but it almost felt as if the vulpine woman was able to see more than just her eyes when she looked at Keika like this. That feeling was gone the moment Kitsune closed her eyes, grinning in amusement as she looked down a short distance on Keika's body.
"So… ah take it yer cold?" Kitsune asked, amusement layering her voice as she helped herself to another round of sake.
Keika blinked twice, then looked down. What was there to greet her eyes was not her towel covered body, but rather her bare form which was, as Kitsune had noted, reacting to going from warm water into cool air in a rather predictable fashion.
"KYAA!!" Keika shouted as she immediately dropped back down into the water, temporarily submerging her entire body "What happened to my towel?!"
"Y' dropped it suga'." Kitsune said simply, pointing to the pink towel slowly sinking down to the bottom of the onsen.
'Oh dear kami-sama…' Keika began to think as her face once more turned blood hue 'Please… kill me now…'
Glancing at the water, as opposed to the vulpine tease's form or face, Keika noticed a small shadow on the water just before her. As she watched, said shadow began to grow bigger… and bigger… until finally Keika looked up to see a small girl with dark skin and blonde hair heading right towards her in all her natural glory.
"Holy shit!" was all Keika could manage before the girl collided with the older woman, forcing both of them into the depths of the onsen and, for the second time that day, knocking the Urashima woman unconscious.
"Damn… ah was jus' startin' t' have fun with 'er…" Kitsune mused aloud, and then sighed "Guess ah gotta keep 'er from drownin' now…"
"Ugh… my head…" Keika moaned as she found herself staring up at a rather bright light on what she assumed was the ceiling "Ano… was I hit by a truck?"
"Nopsies! That was me!" a young girl's voice shouted, only moments before said girl landed on right on her stomach "I's Kaolla Su, but yous can call me Su!"
"Ugh! Can't… breathe!" Keika gasped as the gaijin continued to sit on her stomach, which was hindering her ability to regain the wind that had just been knocked out of her.
Luckily, the young girl was pried off her by another, currently blurred figure. Keika was capable of grabbing her glasses once more though, and was then graced by the sight of the blonde gaijin dressed in a sailor fuku style school uniform, and of a tall girl with black hair dressed in a gi and hakama, complete with a shirasaya katana.
Keika also noticed that the gaijin girl, Su, was strangely and exotically cute, while the older girl had a sort of strength and confidence that added to her own unique beauty.
"I apologize for Kaolla-san." the samurai said, bowing deeply as she spoke and held onto Su "She does not always understand the consequences of her playful intents."
'Finally, someone who isn't crazy around here…' Keika thought, then remembered that she was dressed like a samurai '…or maybe not…'
"It's alright, I guess. I'm alright after all." Keika replied as she sat up on the couch, the same one as last time, in fact "I'm Urashima Keika, by the way."
"Konno-san informed us of that earlier." the samurai replied "I am Aoyama Motoko, Urashima-san."
A tap on her shoulder alerted her to another person behind her, so she turned her head to find herself staring up at yet another beautiful young girl, this one with a more tradition sense of beauty about her.
"Glad to see you're up, Urashima-san." the woman said with a pleasant smile "I'm Narusegawa Naru."
"Ano…" another voice caught Keika's attention, this one coming from a nearby hallway.
Once more, Keika found herself staring at another beautiful young girl, this one even younger than Su, by the looks of it, and with an interesting blue hair color. She was cute, but even in the cute appearance, Keika could see the shy girl that she was.
"Um… I'm Maehara Shinobu…" the shy girl finally said, bowing respectfully after words "It' good to meet you, Urashima-san!"
"It's good to meet you too, Maehara-san." Keika replied, getting to her feet a moment later.
'Wait… I was naked when I passed out… did Kitsune dress me?' Keika thought, her blush rising as she tried to figure out whether to be worried or not.
"Are you alright, Urashima-san?" Motoko asked, letting Su go only a moment or two prior "Do you have a fever?"
"Huh? Uh, no, I don't think so." Keika responded quickly, averting her gaze towards the stairs "Um, where is Kitsune?"
"She'd be upstairs." Naru stated, moving around the couch so she could see Keika's face "If she's not in front of the TV, or in the bath, then she'd be up their."
"Most likely, she is highly inebriated and asleep." Motoko interjected, a clear hint of disapproval evident in her speech.
'With the way she was sucking down that sake earlier, I'll be surprised if she can even stand up right now…'
"Oh, by the way, do any of you know what room I'm supposed to be staying in?" Keika asked, particularly looking at Naru, as she appeared to be the oldest one there.
"Yeah, actually, Haruka told me to take you to your room when you get up again." Naru answered, reaching down to grab something near the edge of the couch "This is yours, right?"
"Ah! My bag!" Keika cried as she took her messenger bag from the auburn headed girl "Arigatou, Narusegawa-san!"
"Just Naru's fine; we're hardly ever so formal here… 'cept for Motoko, that is." Naru explained, eliciting a slight eye roll from the samurai girl "Shall we be off then?"
With a nod, the group that had gathered in the main room dispersed, with Motoko off to train, Shinobu off to finish cooking, and Su off to… god only knew what the borderline psychotic gaijin was off to do. As for Keika and Naru, they were off to her room on the second floor, while exchanging a bit of information about the inn-turned-dorm. Keika had to admit that talking to this girl was by far more helpful than Kitsune had been about things.
As she passed by one of the rooms, Keika could have sworn she heard the sound of someone snoring, but simply dismissed it as her simply hearing things. It was the room right after that that Naru halted, smiling as pleasantly as she was earlier.
"This here is the room Haruka wanted me to take you to." Naru said, gesturing to the sign above the door, which read 'kanrinin' "It used to be Hina-oba-san's room before she left for overseas."
'How can she manage to be so… wild… at her age?' Keika wondered, but outwardly she smiled and thanked Naru for her help before entering the room.
The room was bare, save for a futon that had apparently been set there recently, most likely by Haruka. Having nowhere else to put it, she set her bag down beside the futon, and lay down on 'her' futon after that. Sighing, she rolled to her side, facing away from her bag as she began to consider her situation.
'Being a dorm actually helps; I can stay here longer, even if I have to pay. Plus, I won't have to worry about any unruly people coming in and renting rooms… though I don't think that Kisune will make it any… is that snoring?'
Indeed, it appeared that Keika had not been simply hearing things earlier; there was indeed snoring coming through one of the walls. Sitting up and listening, it appeared as if the sound was coming from the room on Keika's right, which is when a thought dawned on her.
'Kitsune was the only girl not down there… I think.'
Getting to her feet swiftly, Keika made her way to the door with as little sound as possible. It was probably a useless effort; she'd seen the vulpine woman down almost a full bottle of that strong sake she'd bought, which was enough to put most anyone out for a good time… or kill a lightweight. Somehow though, she didn't figure Kitsune for a lightweight. Even knowing that, Keika took care enough to slowly slide open both her door and the one next door, peeking in through a crack to see it's contents. Aside from a massive quantity of alcohol of various types, brands, strengths, and volumes, there lay a futon and a woman atop it.
The woman, who seemed to be sawing logs with a chainsaw, was none other than the vulpine temptress from earlier.
'Wait, 'temptress'?' Keika thought, somewhat embarrassed before quickly dismissing it.
Kitsune seemed to sleep in a rather undignified way, her body sprawled out in just about every direction that her limbs would allow her to move, with her shirt riding up to expose the very bottoms of both her breasts. Pinching the bridge of her nose, partly out of stress and partly due to the smell of alcohol wafting off of the girl, Keika tip toed into the room, careful to avoid some of the spent bottles littering the ground.
For a moment, she wasn't sure just what she was meaning to do in there, or even what compelled her to enter the room in the first place. After a minute, she decided to simply begin picking up the empty bottles littering the floor, which appeared to be a good armful, and deposit them in the trash can near the back of the room. Her good deed done, she headed for the door, but stopped as she neared the fox and opted for a slightly closer look. Crouching down, she took a close look at Kitsune's sleeping face, noting that, even with the blush brought about by the excessive amount of alcohol in her system, the fox woman really was quite attractive when asleep, but it was nothing compared to when Keika had first seen her.
Smiling as she admired Kitsune's sleeping form, which was strangely tranquil and peaceful despite it's rather chaotic sprawling of limbs, Keika began working the blanket from the futon out from under the drunken woman. It took some time, but eventually the blanket was out, and Kitsune was now sleeping more dignifiedly on her side, her head actually resting on the pillow. Carefully, Keika slipped the blanket over the woman's body, making sure it covered everything from shoulders on down to her feet. Standing up after that, a soft smile on her face, she tip toed her way to the door, opened it, and left without a single word.
The moment the door clicked shut, and Keika began moving away from the door, Kitsune's previously gaping mouth worked it's way into a knowing smile.
'Such an interesting girl…'
End Chapter 1
Author's Note: Footnotes…
(1) In the legends around kitsunes, the inexperience young kits were not always able to fully transform, often maintaining fox-like characteristics, like the eyes, snout, fur, tail, ears, etc.
(2) Also in legends, kitsunes had a fear of dogs that was strong enough to make them break out of their transformations.
Well, there's chapter one, which kinda sets the scene for the story. Obviously, you can see the pairing, but it's not going to be like my last fic in how they get together. Anyway, if you have suggestions, criticisms (preferably the constructive kind), or anything else about the story, please, PLEASE Review. I've still got some holiday left, so I should be able to get chapter 2 up soon.
Till then…
-A.W.R.