Black Waltz: Hello again. I have noticed many Love Hina stories on the site and I decided to make my own, but I have not read the manga or seen the anime, but this will be an Alternate Universe fanfiction. Oh, and hope you people like Grand Theft Auto because it's an anime version of the game, but with a slight twist.

Keitaro packed his bags and left his room. In a few minutes, he could kiss the place good bye and his duty as manager. All the abuse—psychically, mentally, and emotionally—has finally taken its toll on him. Just a few weeks ago, he phoned Kentaro about what was happening at the Inn.

(Flashback, two weeks ago)

"I can't take this any more, Kentaro. It's driving me crazy! My last piece of sanity is about to break, and when it does, I don't know what the hell I will do."

Kentaro laughed. "What you need, buddy, is a new place to call home, away from your country. I'm here in America, and its way better here. Take a train to the airport and book a flight for San Andreas."

"Sounds cool, but can I expect good jobs in San Andreas?"

"Yeah, but I didn't get very much thought of it, not this particular kind of work. Come to San Andreas and I'll pick you up, and there's even a gym where you bulk yourself up."

"Okay... I'm in!"

Turns out that when the two gentlemen talked, Kentaro said he was given an opportunity for work and he asked Keitaro about it, and he said yes. With his bags packed, he climbed into his futon to sleep, since he decided to leave in the morning after getting some breakfast.

The morning sun rose up from the sky as Keitaro yawned and stretched his arms, lifting his upper body up. He walked over to the closet and put his clothes on then grabbed his bag and headed out the door, closing it and went to the kitchen, where he saw the other tenants eating, so he decided to get some to before heading to the airport.

After getting his food and eating, he got up and grabbed his stuff and said to the others, "Enjoy your new life. All my pain, that each of you has fed to me in three ways... emotionally, mentally and psychically, has taken its toll on me. Goodbye."

As he walked out of the Inn, the girls all looked at each other, realizing what he had meant by that. Then it hit them like a car crash. They all got up and raced after their manager, who was at the bottom of the steps. "Keitaro, wait, please!" said Naru.

"There's nothing to wait for, Naru. I have taken the pain from each of you... ALL OF IT AND I WAS STILL ABLE TO GO ON, BUT MY SANITY WAS DISSOLVING BECAUSE OF WHAT I WENT THROUGH!" They flinched at his voice, letting his rage have the floor, venting it all out on them. "You were the cause of my pain from day one, but it continued through my life. I worked so hard, as well as Shinobu, and I thank her for that very much."

Shinobu blushed with embarrassment. "Ahh, Sempai."

"But not once did I see either of you girls pull your weight around that place! Ever! Well, with some help from your new manager, you won't be sitting on your ass from now on." They all gasped in surprise the way he said that. Just then, Motoko's sister walked up the steps behind him.

"I hope I'm not late, Mr. Urashima," said Tsuruko.

"No, no, I was just getting ready to head to the airport." They all looked Motoko's older sister. "Urashima, please tell me..."

"That's right, Motoko, meet your new manager! I have her instructions that you girls will follow around the place." He turned to Tsuruko. "They're all yours." And he left to head to airport, passing Haruka's tea, seeing her. "See ya, Haruka."

"Going somewhere, nephew?"

"Yeah... I'm going to America... where I can live a real life."

"But who has the job as manager?"

Keitaro chuckled. "Motoko's older sister, Tsuruko, of course. Last night, when I finished talking with Kentaro, I called her up, telling her I was leaving Japan. She agreed to the offer and well, here she is."

"Well, if you're going to go, at least take this," she said, handing him an envelope.

"This my savings, right?" he asked, and she nodded.

"Hope you can live well on it."

"Yeah, thanks."

As he left the place, he didn't look back. All the tenants of the Inn watched him go. Tsuruko watched him leave and turned to the girls. "Well, girls, what can you say about that?" she asked, seeing them each look as Keitaro walked down the station.

"Sempai, please come back," said Shinobu.

"He's not coming back, Shinobu, I'm sorry," said Motoko's sister, giving her a hug to calm her down. When the child was calm, she turned to the others. "I ashamed at all of you, especially you, Motoko," she spat. "Look at you, you disgust me... you don't even have the honor to carry around that sword anymore. And you Naru, all he ever wanted was some respect from you, but you just thrashed him around like he was your own punching bag! With the way each of you treated him, I wouldn't be surprised if he picked up any type of murder weapon and slayed you all with it!"

Motoko didn't listen to her sister, she just looked at the sheathed blade she carried with her. Memories of her beating Keitaro with it began to play in her head and she was forced to remember the pain she put him through. She threw the sword down and said, "Keep that vile object away from me. I will handle it no more!"

"Now, from what he told me, you girls never kept the place clean." She grinned. "But now, that's all going to change."

Keitaro boarded the train and thus began his ride to the airport. He laid back and closed his eyes, relaxing himself. 'I'm free from the pain.' He thought, closing his eyes to rest for a while. In about ten minutes, when he awoke, he arrived at the airport. Grabbing his bag, he went inside the building, going to the desk. "Excuse me."

"Yes, how may I help you, sir?" asked the man.

"When is the next boarding for San Andreas?"

He looked at the computer screen and said, looking back at him, "You're in luck, sir. The next boarding is right now."

"Oh, well, can I please have a ticket for San Andreas?"

"Right away, sir," he said, getting him a ticket and said, "That will be eleven, sixty-three." Keitaro paid him the money that Haurka gave him and got his ticket, going to gate number eight, going through the tunnel and boarded the plane.

Inside, he was in first-class, where he took a seat near the window so he could see what San Andreas looked like when he landed. The plane started to move and he felt himself being lifted into the air. A while later, a lady pushing a food cart came by. "Pardon me, sir. We're serving lunch," she said and he pulled out his table as he placed the plate on it and he thanked her.

As he ate, he thought about the job that Kentaro was talking to him about earlier. If he was given, why didn't Kentaro take it? He probably wanted for Keitaro to decide for him, maybe that was the reason.

At Hinata Sou, the girls were being slaved around, minus Shonobu. When Keitaro told Tsuruko about how they weren't pushing their weight, she made them push their weight. "Move it, you three, I want to see some effort!"

They gave it all they got, ignoring the tiredness in their muscles and pushed themselves to do the work that their former manager did all the time. "Urashima, I'd never thought I would say this, but please come back," said Motoko.

"Please, Keitaro, I'm sorry for what I did," said Naru

"It's my fault," said Kitsune.

As Shinobu was cooking lunch for the girls, she cried to herself, thinking where Keitaro could have gone off to. He said he was going to America, but where? And Kentaro was there as well, but what would happen if the two met? "Oh, Sempai, I hope your okay."

Oh, I think he's okay, Shinobu. As the plane landed on the landing strip, the captain said over the intercom, "Attention passengers, we are now landing for San Andreas. Please take all your belongings off the plane when you leave, thank you." Keitaro grabbed his bag beside him and left with the rest of the people. When he got out of the airport, he got out his cell and called Kentaro. He waited till he heard someone pick up.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Kentaro, it's me. I'm in San Andreas, where you at?"

"Yo, Keitaro, good to know you're there. Hang on, I'll come and get you."

"Alright, see ya in a few." He hung up and put his phone away and waited for his friend to come and get him. About an hour or two later, his car drove up and he got out, going to Keitaro, shaking his hand.

"Good to see you, Kentaro."

"Same here, Keitaro."

They both got into the car and drove away from the airport. "Do you know a lot about San Andreas?" Keitaro asked.

"Nope, I just got here a month ago so I don't know much."

"Oh, so where do you live?"

"An apartment in San Fierro, oh and about that job offer I told you about, it was offered to me by some kid named Ken Ichijouji, a real bad business kid."

"Did you take it?"

"No, not yet. To be honest, he didn't even tell me about it, but I think I'll ask him tomorrow, you and I can go together."

"Sounds good, I could use a break till you and I get to look into this thing."

After a while of driving at a high speed, he came to a screeching halt and parked his car in the garage. Once parked and they were out of the garage, the guys went inside as Keitaro saw it small, but it was good for them.

"Not a bad place," Keitaro commented.

"Yup, and this will be a great place to relax for us."

"Well, I'm gonna go ahead and unwind," he said, going to the vacant room and unpacking his stuff on the bed. Kentaro came in and said, "Trust me, Kei... With you and I in San Andreas, this is going to be a great life for both of us."

Black Waltz: Hope you like it. I've been reading a lot of LH fanfics where he leaves and all that stuff and came up with this in my head. I just want to feel appreciated by people, that's all. Well, please click the button at the bottom to review.