Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina.

Special great thanks to Shigur3

You would think a genius like Su could do a simple thing; for example, throwing a banana peel into a garbage can, so no one can trip on them. But unfortunately for a certain male landlord, he happened to walk toward the peel but was too busy talking to Mutsumi about afternoon class to notice. He stepped on it and slipped, fell, then took Mutsumi down with him by accident. Before he knew it, he had landed on top of Mutsumi with a banana peel stuck on his head.

"Are you okay?" Keitaro stammered.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" Mutsumi said.

"I'm fine. I'm so sorry," He blushed.

As they try to get up, Naru walks in.

"You pervert, how dare you try to take advantage of Mutsumi!" Naru yelled.

"Naru..." Keitaro couldn't say anything else as he got a first class Naru punch that landed him over the next horizon.

"Mutsumi, are you okay? Did that jerk hurt you?" Naru held out a hand to the Okinawan beauty.

"I'm fine. But did you really have to do that Kei-kun?" Mutsumi grabbed the hand and stood up with her friend's help.

"He was on top of you. I was trying to help you." Naru stated.

"I hope he's okay." Mutsumi sighed.

-

Keitaro finally got home from his so-called 'trip' on Naru Express. He didn't want to hear the usual standard greeting so he took the hidden tunnel to his room. The first thing he did when he got to his room was to sit. The journey was long but the weight on his heart grew heavy.

"You finally got here, Keitaro!"

He turned to see a girl dressed in beige slacks and a white blouse floating in his room. His eyes widened as he studied the intruder. Her appearance looked ethereal; the girl allowed her feet to touch the floor however. Her honey-colored eyes studied the male occupant of the room. "I can't believe how far you flew!" She tied her lilac hair into a ponytail. "Are you okay?"

He carefully cleaned his glasses. "I think I've been studying too hard or I'm dreaming right now. That's it!"

"Keitaro, look at me!" The angelic being snapped her fingers in front of his face. "You're wide awake and you just got home a few minutes ago so you didn't study tonight."

"Who or what are you?" He put on glasses to study her. "How do you know my name?"

"Well, for one thing, I'm not human but I'm not an angel, either. I'm an agent of fate." She smiled. "I know everyone's name on earth. It's a requirement as an agent of fate.

He looked confused. "What?"

"I don't know how to explain this. But for starters, you can called me Kismet. Some of the other agents do," Kismet bowed.

"Kismet, nice to meet you, I think." He looked at his ceiling. "I'm surprised that Naru hasn't heard us by now," He moaned.

"That short-tempered girl who lives upstairs? No, I placed a soundproof spell in your room. She can't hear us. Right now, she's studying." Kismet stared at the boarded hole in the ceiling. "I have to admit. It's a good thing that I did."

"Why?" Keitaro inquired.

"If she did hear us, she could see you, not me. Plus she'll be wearing a V-neck shirt and no bra. Guess what will happen?" Kismet said sourly.

"Her head will stick out and if she leans forward, I could see her breasts. She'll get mad and I'll be flying in the night sky." He predicted.

Kismet nodded.

"What are you doing here?"

"Like I said before, I'm an agent of fate. We live around this world, unseen. We know how people have lived out their lives and who they end up with. We monitor the humans for a purpose. I don't remember why though."

Keitaro stared at her.

"What do you expect from me? I got way too much to remember. Plus I'm older than I look. We're getting off the subject. The point of my visit is that once in a blue moon, we choose certain humans to look at their future and give them a chance to find their soul mate," Kismet pointed at Keitaro. "I choose you for this opportunity."

"But I already know who I'm going to marry, it's Naru. She is the one for me."

"Are you sure?"

Keitaro just nodded.

"Well, give me your right hand." Kismet asked. He held his right hand towards her. "Thank you. Have you heard that there is a red string around your ring finger to your soul mate's?" She grasped his hand to study it.

"Yeah, everybody's heard of that but that's just a myth." Keitaro shrugged.

"It's not. Watch!" Her eyes flashed as she chanted in an unknown language. "Reveal only to the hand that I hold!" As a final touch, she blew on his hand. To Keitaro's amazement, a red string tied to his ring finger appeared right in front of his eyes. "See, if the string goes up."

His eyes followed the string but it didn't lead towards the ceiling hole. It went out of his door. "What? This has got to be a mistake."

"We don't make mistakes and we also don't choose your destined one for you. Your souls do. Why do you think there are so many divorces in the world? It's because people haven't found their soul mates yet. It's sad, really." The agent let his hand go. "Do you want to see your future if you continue to think that way?"