Punishment.
A/N: I do not own Love Hina or its characters, Ken Akamatsu does, although the character I am introducing does belong to me.
side note ok now this will be a self-insert fic. that is my only warning. I am going to do what I can to make it good. please send in your reviews and let me know what you think so I can improve. One other thing I will mention, Keitaro will not end up with Naru as I simply do not care for her, who he ends up with will be decided by you the readers, as if you review I want to know who will get the most votes between Mitsune, Motoko, Tsuruko, Amalla Su, or even Koalla Su, I don't feel comfortable with Shinobu,thats just me, one other thing I should mention, this will seem AU so don't kill me for it.
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Keitaro Urashima was not what you would call a remarkable man. If anything, he was just a plain and ordinary person.
But appearances can be deceiving.
Beneath that surface… there is a raging storm that is Hell-bent on getting out and releasing it's pent-up fury upon all those who have wronged him and his family.
Now you must be asking yourself: who HAS wronged both him and his family? That's simple really: nearly the entire world has in some way or another.
To understand this, all you have to do is look at his life up until this point.
When Keitaro was just a little boy, no more than the age of 5 he and a young girl around the same age- a year younger, perhaps- were playing in a sand box that was near the place where their parents were staying in for the summer. The place: one Hinata Inn, which was considered to be the most prestigious one of the Inn's in the entire district.
In this very sandbox… a promise was made.
"Did you know Kei-kun? If two people who really love each other get into Tokyo-U together, they will live happily ever after!" said the young girl.
"Really...? Is that true..?" young Keitaro asked, looking up from their sand castle to his play mate.
"Uh-huh!" was her excited reply.
"Wait...but you're moving away" realization hit him pretty hard and his eyes quickly started to water up.
"I know... but don't worry Kei-kun! I promise you that we WILL meet again. When we both get into Tokyo-U!" she said while leaning over and giving young Keitaro a kiss on the cheek, which caused his cheeks to go into a strong blush.
"Ok! I promise to work hard and get into Tokyo-U! That way we can live happily ever after, just like they say!" he said while pumping his tiny fists into the air.
Shortly after the two young ones had made the promise to each other, the young girl's parents came out of the Hinata Inn… not looking pleased at all. Of course, this fact was totally lost on the two play mates.
Well, at least that was until her parents came over and collected their daughter. Her parents told her in no un-certain terms that it was time to go, grabbing her arms and practically dragging her away in a hurried pace.
Keitaro could see desperate tears rolling down his friend's face and he could feel himself getting upset at such a view. He could cleary hear her cries as she was dragged away.
And as quickly as that, she was gone from his life. Keitaro didn't know if he'd ever see her again.
But he had made a promise and he WAS going to keep it.
A few minutes passed after his playmate was dragged away when a slightly older boy walked over to Keitaro. The boy looked up at the new arrival with tears in the edge of his eyes. He asked the older boy a question.
"Brother... will I ever see her again?" a single tear rolled down his left cheek; the very one that his promised girl had kissed just a little while earlier.
"I'll be honest with you, baby-brother…" he stopped and looked his younger brother right in the eye. He steeled himself to give the answer he did not really want to give. "I really don't think so… I'm sorry."
That was all what was said while the older boy led a now openly-crying Keitaro back into the Hinata Inn.
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Fifteen years have passed since that fateful day.
Keitaro could be seen walking along a stretch of a narrow road way. He was wearing his usual blue jeans with a white T-shirt and white tennis shoes, and slung over his shoulder was a duffle bag full of his belongings… or at least what little he had to begin with. In his right hand there was a sheet of paper which looked like it had seen better days. On this tattered piece of paper there was a message and directions leading him to a destination. The message was:
Dear Kietaro,
Hello grandson! It's been a long time since we have last spoken and I figured it was time that I got in touch with you.
Now, I am not going to lie to you and say that this was just a simple social call. I heard that your parents kicked you out of home after failing to pass the Tokyo-U entrance exam.
I know that getting into that college is a goal you are working very hard towards. And I wholeheartedly want to see you succeed.
With that in mind, I have a proposition for you. Surely, you may be asking yourself, what could this old bat be babbling about? well it's simple really. But you're going to have to wait until you arrive at the Hinata Inn. I have enclosed directions with this letter, so that you are able to find this place that much quicker. Hope to see you soon.
Grandma Hina.
Keitaro looked down at the letter again; he saw that he was on the right tract. Off in the distance a faint sound could be heard, which Keitaro barely noticed while he was looking down at the letter. He looked up to see a young, blue-haired girl sitting on a bench; her face buried in her hands. He could clearly hear the girl softly sobbing. Not only the sound being the evidence, but also the drops of water hitting the pavement beneath her feet.
'Damn... it's so sad that such a pretty young girl is crying' he mused to himself.
He then took out a sketch pad and a pencil from his duffle bag. He sat down on a bench a few feet away from the girl and started to draw in her features, or at least what he could make out, since she currently had her head and upper torso bowed low; he drew on anyway.
After a minute or two he looked down at his work and smiled slightly; Instead of her sitting on the bench crying, he drew her sitting up straight and smiling a dazzling smile.
All of a sudden, a strong gust of wind picked up and snatched the sketch book right out of his hands, which landed right at the young girl's feet, who at this point decided to look up after she heard a rustling sound near her.
"W-What is this?" she said aloud picking up the now slightly wet and dirty book. "W-Who did this?" she asked looking up to scan the area. Her soft, moist blue eyes landed on Keitaro.
At first all he could do was stand there with a stupid look on his face and then started to chuckle nervously and slap his hand
"Bad! B-Bad hand!" He then took off running, clearly embarrassed at being caught.
But the young, blue-haired girl was perplexed to say the least. She watched him run away like he was a criminal running from the cops. She couldn't help but look down at the picture again and try to imitate the smile that was on the picture. However, in her current state of mind such task seemed impossible and so she decided to stop.
She then turned over the book and read the young man's name.
"Urashima Keitaro" she read aloud and with a sigh, she got up, intent on returning the book to him.
After running for what seemed like an eternity, Keitaro finally stopped and noticed that his sketch book was missing. Cursing, he turned and looked up and his eyes widened when he realized he had run all the way to the Hinata Inn… and he then grimaced when he saw the flight of stairs leading up to the Inn. With a long, drawn out sigh he started his trek up.
' Wow! That didn't take as long as I thought it would' he thought to himself when he reached the building's front door about a minute later. He knocked three times and waited. After receiving no answer he decided…
"Well, nobody would mind if I just…walk in. It belongs to my Granny, anyway…"
"Hello? Granny Hina! Aunt Haruka! Anyone home?" again, he received no answer, so he started to explore the place in hopes of finding someone. He found himself in front of another one of the many doors that lined that particular hallway. A sign next to that door read –HOT SPRINGS- Keitaro smiled and thought aloud. "Why not…? It's not like I couldn't use a bath right now" so he walked in, stripped off his clothes and proceeded to wash himself with soap and rinse with a bucket of cold water before entering the spring.
'Ahhh… Now THIS is nice…!' he thought as he settled himself in the warm water.
However, his inner musings were interrupted when he heard the outer door to the springs slide open and closed. Now, he still had his glasses on though they were a little fogged up because of the steam. However, he could clearly notice that in fact the person who just came in was in fact…a girl.
It wasn't that difficult to figure THAT out… considering only a female would have those two (and in this case: pretty large) orbs standing on her upper torso. Poor Keitaro could feel himself getting REALLY worked up at the sight and felt the familiar stirring "down below" and the rush of vital, red liquid coming up his nose.
"Oh, Kitsune? I didn't know you were up this early. But since you're here anyway, you know, I was wondering if you could tell me something…?" without waiting for a response, the girl raised herself slightly out of the water and hefted her breasts in each hand, as if on display. "Do you think my breasts have gotten any bigger lately?"
Keitaro's brain went high-wire, struggling to process as much data as possible in a futile attempt to keep control of his own body. However, his brain only gave out 1 option: Faint. And so he did.
As an immediate result, his nose exploded into a fountain of blood as his body went limp on the water surface. And needless to say, the girl that called Keitaro, "Kitsune" took noticed of this.
"ACK!" wind up and then a high pitch, "...PERVERT!!!"
Poor Keitaro, already unconscious was sent flying through the outer and inner doors to the springs, bouncing off support beams and then landing in a heap.
And if you looked close enough, you could see, even among the blood and bruises, a rather moronic/perverted smile on his face.
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2 hours later.
"Well, well Nephew... you're finally awake." Haruka said as Keitaro finally rose from the couch he was laying on, while lighting up a cigarette.
"What hit me…? 'felt like I was run over by a truck…"he said while rubbing his temples, trying to get rid of the headache he currently had.
"My FIST was what hit you, you PERVERT!" Keitaro looked up and saw the same girl that he had spent some "quality time" with in the hot springs. He looked around and noticed he was in the Inn's common room.
He also saw a few more people around the room. The girl that punched him was standing with her arms crossed over her chest. Laying on the couch beside her; bottle of sake in hand, was a more…"developed" girl with short, sandy-blonde hair and eyes that pretty much resembled those of a fox, and a rather unnerving smirk on her lips.
"Err…" he slowly started, "Who are you, people?" he glared at the girl he had met earlier, "and YOU! Why did you hit me that hard?!" he demanded.
"Narusegawa, Naru's the name. And you had that one coming, you pervert!" was her reply and she pointed an accusing finger at him. The foxy-eyed girl let out a giggle and nudged Naru on the side. "Ohhhhh! So you two got intimate? Hey lover-boy! I'm Konno Mitsune. But you can call me "Kitsune". So, you and Naru-chan got down and dirty in the springs?" she slurred at them both.
Naru just stammered her denial and scolded her friend. Keitaro just rolled his eyes.
"Whatever-UFF!" the air was painfully drained from his lungs when a teenaged, tan-skinned girl with blonde hair, a red dot on her forehead and dressed in a school uniform appeared out of nowhere and stomped on his stomach, giggling in a high-pitched tone all the while.
"Pervert! Pervert! That good to eat?" she asked innocently making Naru face-fault and Mitsune, giggle. The teenaged girl looked down at Keitaro. "I'm Kaolla Su! You're here to play with me?!" she asked excitedly. Keitaro registered her name, but not much else, as he was focused on getting his wind back. Naru promptly grabbed Su by the collar of her shirt and set her down on the floor next to her.
"Su-chan! Don't go near him! He'll most likely try and rape you! And NO! A pervert is NOT good to eat!" she explained the teenager, all the while glaring daggers at Keitaro. He glared back at her and stood up from the couch.
"HEY! I'm NOT a pervert!" he protested. Naru just gave him the cold shoulder and kept telling Su not to get close to him. Keitaro rolled his eyes and muttered something among the lines of "violent girls that couldn't restrain themselves, and that came into quick, early conclusions". Haruka decided to intervene.
"Alright. Knock it off you two. Now Keitaro, Granny Hina left me specific instructions to give you once you arrived" she reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. She read it aloud.
"Hello Keitaro. Sorry I couldn't be there to give you these instructions in person. I decided to take my vacations a little early. Where have I gone you ask? Well, I went on a trip to visit hot springs around the world. Now, don't worry about your old Granny, I'll be just fine.
Now on with the news: I hereby leave the Hinata Inn and its surrounding lands and properties listed below, to you Keitaro Urashima.
I know this comes as a shock to you… well, not considering that I DID forget to mention that I turned the Inn into an all-girls dorm. Sorry about that. But I'm sure you will be just fine running the place.
So with that said, I'm off to see the world. Bye now." Once done, Haruka folded the letter and looked around the room to see the reactions.
"Any questions…?" she asked.
Naru's hand was in the air not a second later.
"I thing I speak for all the girls here when I say that this…PERVERT should NOT be staying in an ALL-GIRLS dorm!" she spat with venom. However, her friends Mitsune and Su turned against her.
"Sorry Naru-chan, but I don't see anything wrong with our new FRIEND staying here…" Kitsune purred and winked at Keitaro, making the hairs in back of his neck stand. Su simply started jumping around the room while giggling. "Yay! Yay! Keitaro's Kaolla's new playmate!"
"Sorry Naru. Seems you're outvoted. Anyway, this isn't really your call. Keitaro here is the sole and legal owner of this place…" Haruka saw Narusegawa face turn into an ugly scowl and also noticed how her right hand twitched and clenched into a fist. "And by all rights he could throw your butt out of he wanted…" Haruka let the sentence linger in the air while she tossed the now consumed cancer stick into a nearby ashtray.
Instead of quieting down, Naru completely lost it, yelling and screaming about the injustices of it all. Her friend Kitsune just took a long drink from her bottle of sake and Su kept jumping around. This went on for a few more minutes until Keitaro decided to speak up.
"Umm…Auntie Haruka…?" she stepped close to him and rapped him in the head with her paper fan.
"It's Haruka-san, boy. I'm not THAT old you know." rubbing his head, Keitaro apologized and then continued.
"Sorry. Anyway…have you heard from my brother at all?" For the first time since he could remember, his Aunt dropped her usual stoic face and gave him a saddened look.
"Sorry kid… I haven't." was all she said before turning around and walking out of the Inn, leaving a confused and equally saddened Keitaro.
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A/N well a new story once again, this first chapter I hope to kind of set the tone on how I want this story to go. True there is a bit of comedy and light-heartedness to it, but if you look closely you can see subtle hints on the tone that I am trying to set. if you like it review it, if you don't review it, let me know so I can improve on it.