Confessions
A/N I do not own Love Hina or anything from it.
side note originally this was going to be a one shot story but due to the number of requests to continue it...I am going to do just that, I am happy that you all have enjoyed this and my other story for the Love Hina universe.
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Keitaro was shocked, alright.
He had just heard something that he had always wanted to hear. Now, that fact was not exactly the reason for his shock. It was the PERSON who said those words, actually.
He had always dreamed it would be Naru who would say "I love you" to him. So, he didn't know what to think and/or say. So he just tried the obvious.
"You…you love me?" the question came out of his mouth in a quiet tone like…like he didn't want anyone else to hear it but himself.
"That's right sugar. I love you.Is that so hard to believe?"she asked him.
"Well...yeah" was his quiet reply.
"Why then, Keitaro?"this time her voice took on a more heavy tone. Keitaro just sat there and looked at her like she was completely insane,but answered anyway.
"Oh, hel-lo! Come on. Just look at me!" he said to her while gesturing to himself with his hands as if to say he was the physical description of the word "Wimp".
"Keitaro… there is NOTHING wrong with you" though she made emphasis on the word, her tone of voice lightened. The young man's lack of self-esteem was rather…well…amusing.
It was, really!
Kitsune had always known he didn't think much of himself, but thought that maybe his time living here amongst all these girls, he would have developed tougher skin. But it apparently was not the case. So she decided it was about time she stepped in and give the man she loved a hand.
"Kei-kun, I want you to do me a favor" She cooed and that foxy grin on her face made Keitaro gulp.
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Inside the Hinata House…
'Where did the baka ran off to this time?' Naru mused to herself. "KEITARO NO BAKA! Where are you?!" She yelled out her previous thought. A scowl spread across her face and she stalked off to go find him while thoughts of ripping off several vital parts of his body ran trough her mind.
"This ain't going to be pretty" Haruka muttered with a stoic face as she sensed Naru's battle aura flaring at each step she took, a couple of hallways down the building.
Shinobu could be found walking along the hallways going from one room to another, telling everyone that dinner would be ready in a few minutes.
She had just left Mitsune's room. Having not found her there she decided to go ahead and head to sempai's room. After knocking on the door a couple times as well as announcing herself, Shinobu started to get a little concerned that there maybe something wrong with her Sempai. So she took it upon herself to open his door and walk in.
Nothing. 'Perhaps he's on the roof…?' she thought, 'sempai always goes up there to think about things…' a cute blush spread across her face as she remember seeing a rather handsome-looking Keitaro deep in thought once.
Shinobu started up the stairs that headed towards the roof access door. Once she reached her destination Shinobu thought that she heard Keitaro's voice, albeit muffled a bit by the sound of the wind carrying it away, as well as his low tone of voice. All she heard clearly was Mitsune's confession to Sempai." I love you"
That was the last thing she heard her young mind suddenly went high-wire and her body collapsed right then and there on the steps.
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Back on the roof…
"You can't be serious Kitsune!" Keitaro said with evident shock.
"Ohhhh! But I A serious Urashima-san!" she purred while fluttering her eye lashes. Keitaro could easily feel his insides turn into tight knots as his mind cried 'Not good! Not good! Not good! NOT GOOD!'
"But…I can't…not to Naru…d-don't you forget a NORMAL Naru-Punch would be FAR WORSE is she sees us! A-And you know it Kitsune!" he hurried to say SOMETHING to get Mitsune to stop.
"But Kei-chan! You PROMISED you would do me a favor!" she sexily pouted, all the while pressing herself against him, making sure that her more than sizeable breasts were squashed into his right arm.
Keitaro was glad his reflexes had improved over the years. He was getting that all-too-familiar feeling of liquid coming up his nostrils. In what just had to be supersonic speed, Keitaro's free hand was clamped tightly over his nose…yet there still was the SLIGHTEST trickle of blood leaking between his fingers.
"ozzz.alrightf…!" came his wheezed and muffled reply. That answer was enough for the foxy lady and she put an end to the agonizingly sweet torture…for Keitaro, at least, by backing off and went back to her seat. Needless to say, Keitaro was relieved. He finally took his hand away from his nose, certain it wouldn't explode in a fountain of blood and happy it wouldn't soil Mitsune's clothes.
"Now. At dinner time, YOU will be the one doing the flirting. Understood?" the fox-woman suddenly stood before Keitaro dressed in a Boot Camp Sergeant attire. 'WHERE did THOSE come from…?' the young man thought in confusion while trying not to stare at the light brown shirt which clung tightly to "Sergeant Konno's" ample chest.
Of course, Mitsune's tone of voice left no room for argument, so he resigned himself to clumsily salute the woman in front of him and they both sat up and headed to the stairs.
Thoughts of inevitable, slow and painful death flooded his mind. 'Oh God I'm gonna DIE!'
See what I mean?
However, another thought came to him…and disturbed him above all else: 'But at least…Mitsune loves me' at THAT, he stopped dead in his tracks while said woman kept walking. "Where did that come from…?" he muttered. He suddenly was snapped out of his confusing thoughts by a scream coming from Mitsune, who stood halfway down the stairs.
Keitaro ran up to her and grabbed her shoulders. "Mitsune! What's wrong?!" he asked. The fox-woman's eyes open all the way, she pointed her index finger at the body sprawled down the stairs.
"Sh-Shinobu-chan!" they both cried and ran over to the unconscious girl. Keitaro gently and carefully cradled her petite body in his arms and gently slapped her pale cheeks.
"Shinobu-chan! Shinobu-chan! Wake up!"
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Shinobu lay sprawled in a beautiful meadow which stretched as far as the eye could see.
She looked round but didn't notice anyone else but her. Deciding to take a walk around and explore the area, she suddenly spotted a human figure just a small distance off in the horizon.
Said figure looked familiar to Shinobu somehow, though she couldn't quite make its features, so she started walking towards the person and see who it was. However, a couple of minutes went by and it looked like…she didn't seem to get any closer to the person, no matter how much she walked.
She was almost getting frustrated when the person seemed to be walking towards…her? Shinobu kept walking towards said person, only to stop dead in her tracks when the person's features came into her field of vision. The dorky-looking glasses, dark brown hair and innocent-looking face gave away his identity.
"S-Sempai…?" Shinobu said in confusion and concern when she realized the sad look that darkened Keitaro's face. She just stood there in silence, until she heard him say something…but his tone of voice was too low…
A few seconds later, however, his voice took a louder tone and she heard him say "Shinobu-chan! Please! Wake up! Come on, wake up!" over and over again.
The world around her began to spin and the once bright, lively colors bled away, giving room for and ugly, cold black color to surround her; her sempai's voice being the only thing reaching her senses.
Suddenly, Shinobu's blue eyes flew open and what she saw was Keitaro leaning over her, and Mitsune standing behind him, looking concerned.
"S-Sempai?" she asked weakly. Soon, her senses came back to life and she realized she was also cradled in the young man's arms.
"Oh thank God, Shinobu! We almost thought we lost you for a moment there" he gave the young chef a bright, warm smile in relief and she could feel her cheeks burning. 'W-Wait! I-I'm in his arms! I-I'M IN SEMPAI'S ARMS! God, please DON'T let him realize…!'
Keitaro, of course, failed to notice the teenager's distress. Shinobu finally found her voice a few seconds later.
"I-I'm Ok, Sempai. I…j-just had a dizzy spell. T-That's all" her blush remained strong, but she mentally sighed in relief at the young man's naiveté.
"Well, thank God you're Ok, then" Keitaro replied and looked back at Kitsune, who smiled at him warmly. He helped Shinobu back up to her feet and she informed the pair that dinner was ready. After that, she rushed back to the kitchen with a respectful bow.
Keitaro's smile suddenly faded and panic took him over as Mitsune wrapped her arms around his neck from behind and, once again pressed her full body against his back.
"So! Kei-kun's the hero of the day, huh?" she purred in his ear, "remember, lover-boy! You promised you'd do this for me at dinner. And I hope you're a MAN of your word!" she placed a brief kiss on his cheek and walked off to her room.
He sighed once he was alone in the hallway. 'What did I get myself into…? I gotta stop making promises…' he thought as he made his way to his room. Minutes later, he stepped out of his room and with his head hanging low, he commenced his March of the Dead to the dinning area where his Fate was soon to be decided…
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A/N I know this chapter didn't have so much to do with Keitaro and Kitsune but I felt that it was only fair to give Shinobu a little bit of script time in this story because we all know that she is never used that much and I wanted her to have a bit of drama in this whole thing, plus there was a little comedy mixed in and of course the ever present drama. don't forget to review and let me know if its worth continuing.