Cast out

Disclaimer: I do not own most of the characters in this fic they belong to Ken Akamatsu

Pairing: Keitaro/OC, Shinobu/OC

Warning: Eventual Shojo Ai/girls love, some swearing, violence(it IS Love Hina)

Sypnosis: What if Keitaro had tried to work at Hinata Inn but didn't like it, what will go on as he tries to live another life while still trying to remember and getting over his childhood friend and the girls progress after driving the man out?

Note: That's one of the highest review I ever got… but to explain the Shinobu/Naru thing… that will be explained on the next chapter

Also on one review I will explain I'm not super familiar with Love Hina and haven't got involved in it for a long time so I was a bit rusty in the beginning

Story

After Keitaro left the inn he was back at home working in his parents bakery again, he decided to practice other goods other than chocolates from his parents suggestion although he aimed to still try to go to Tokyo U to meet his promised girl.

About a few months after he left Hinata inn…

Keitaro was taking a break after a day of work when his friends Haitani and Shirai arrived, he jumped up waving to the two men.

"Hey Keitaro how have you been?" said Haitani.

"Okay for now that is hehe…" Keitaro sweated a bit thinking about memories at Hinata Inn.

"Still working at your family bakery while you study up to reach Tokyo U huh, boring."

"Yeah you need more excitement dude."

"Nah, I'm happy here really."

"You should get a more exciting job dude!" said Shirai "Maybe we can suggest you somewhere?"

"Huh?" Keitaro cocked his head.

"There's a nice café near Tokyo U, you're good at making chocolates right?"

"Well…"

"What do you say buddy?" Haitani poked his rib.

"Okay…"

The two men grinned "Meet us at the port tomorrow, we'll help you get into this job!"

Keitaro gave out a nervous laugh heading back to the bakery, he will tell his parents he will head out again for another job, maybe this could work out… Maybe this time he won't be patronized by short tempered hyperactive tenants and maybe he will run into his promised girl.

Tonight during dinner.

While his parents are finishing off their meal Keitaro decided it was time to tell them his plan "Mom, Dad" he called.

"Yes Keitaro?" said Keichiro.

"I-I'm going to leave the bakery again to work at a café… my friends suggested an area to me and I want to try it out."

"Are you sure about this?" said Kimiko.

"I just want to try it out, I don't want to burden you two while I study to go to Tokyo U."

"Aren't you a little too obsessed about going to that school? You know how high their standards are."

"But I want to meet her again! We promised to meet up again and get married!"

"But what if she forgets about your promise or maybe she-"

Keitaro slammed the table "No! I'm sure she would never forget about it! She said so herself!"

"Keitaro…"

The bespectacled man sigh "I'm sorry Mom and Dad…" he got up heading to his bedroom to pack up. Somewhere in his mind he suspected maybe they're right, does she still remember him? He might have remembered the promise but he cannot recall who she is at all.

But he still didn't want to burden them, despite what they said, he wanted to work on his own somewhere so they didn't have someone else to feed in the house.

After packing was done, he continued studying before heading for bed.

The next day as he carried his luggage to the port to meet up with Haitani and Shirai.

On the way he encountered a girl holding a luggage grumbling all the way, she had short messy dark brown hair.

"Let me help you" said Keitaro, reaching a hand out.

The girl stopped, looking at the bespectacled man "You don't have to sir, you seem to have some pretty heavy load yourself."

"It's okay, I can handle it" he grabbed the handled of the girl's luggage while struggling to drag his own luggage with his other hand, The girl shook her head as they headed where she was heading to "Where are you going Miss?"

"To meet my parents across Tokyo."

Keitaro smiled "I'm going to apply for a job near Tokyo U at a café."

"Tokyo U? You mean that uber high grade university?"

"Yep! And I plan to study there!"

"Ohhh… I'm studying at another university since the standard of Tokyo U is too strenuous and high but good luck mister…"

"Keitaro Urashima."

"I'm Ami Shiozawa, nice to meet you."

As they continued their way to the port Keitaro and Ami began to talk about interests until they arrive at the port where Haitani and Shirai are waving to Keitaro.

"Hey Keitaro you're finally here!" Shirai yelled.

"And who is this pretty girl?" said Haitani "Did you get yourself a girlfriend?"

"No! You know that I-" he shut his mouth realizing it was a bad idea to blurt about his promised girl in public "Sorry but you already know."

"Oh c'mon we're just teasing."

Keitaro shook his head before all of them stepped into the boat.

"Are those two your friends?" Ami asked.

"Yep they're Haitani and Shirai" said Keitaro.

"Ooohhh…"

"They're a bit of a flirt but they always mean well."

"What do you do Mr Keitaro? Before you decided to head out to work at a cafe"

"I work at my family bakery to try to pay for my studies to Tokyo U."

"Oh…"

"It's been years but I'm sure it will pay off."

"But what if it goes on for even more years and you still can't reach your goal?"

"You're right… Maybe I'm…" his voice drifted as he looked at the sea.

The girl sigh, ruffling her hair "I don't know Mr Keitaro but it's your decision" she hummed a song, walking to the back of the boat.

Keitaro's frown deepen as he looked at his reflection in the water, should he give up trying to reach Tokyo U and find another college? If this goes on he might never be able to reach Tokyo U and frustrate everyone around him even more. Even though his friends were encouraging he is beginning to suspect maybe they want him to move on, he wondered how his promised girl will feel and if she'll be upset but he considered that he tell his parents he decided to find another college after all.

But for now his eyes widen as he's about to arrive at the very place he left three months ago.

To be continued