Disclaimer: I don't own love hina if I did motoko would end up with keitaro and naru would be out in the streets rotting

Fall That Changed It All

By Keitaro+Motoko 4ever of the dark icon writers

"X" dialog

'X' thoughts

X narration

Chapter Two: regret and promises.

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Keitaro has woken up from his rest and feels revived. He has told the doctor to inform his family that he has regained conscious. The girls ran over to the hospital as fast as they could as soon as they reached the message. The girls expected Keitaro and Motoko to be conscious but unfortunately Motoko had not awakened from her fall.

"I am so glad, that you are okay Keitaro-Sempai. I had thought that you were going to be like that forever," said a teary eyed Shinobu as she hugged the manager but he reluctantly hugged her back. He quietly told her that he was okay and that he would come home as soon as possible.

Keitaro looked at his aunt who had bags underneath her eyes. He smiled at her because he knew why she looked tired. He gave her a look that expressed thanks and in return, she just gave a small smile and said, "Don't worry about it."

The manager always knew that Haruka had been very caring but she never really liked to show it. But at times, he could not fully tell that she did care in certain situations. That was one of the things that Keitaro always admired in his aunt.

Keitaro now turned his attention to the rest of the women in the room. His normal concern for others kicked back into gear and said. "I hope I did not cause you guys to worry about me too much."

Naru flared up and said. "Well you did. What are you going to do about it?" This struck Keitaro hard making him feel bad. This is what he hated about the resident of his inn. That they would rub things in his face especially Naru who never really respected other people's feelings.

"Naru that was a little too mean even for you," said the foxy looking woman.

Upon hearing that response, one of Keitaro's natural habits kicked in and started blaming himself. "Kitsune, she is right. I am sorry you guys. If I would have been a better manager, none of this would have happened. I have caused you guys to lose sleep because of what I did. You have the right to be mad at me. I know it and I deserve it."

Tears starting to form because of what happened and what the effect it had on the other residents. Haruka felt bad for what he just said. This also made Shinobu sad because she didn't like it when Keitaro was sad. This made her want to cry but she held it back and decided to cheer up her sempai.

Before she could say anything, Haruka started talking, "Keitaro it is not your fault. It was an accident that you never saw coming. I know you better then you know yourself. In fact, you blame yourself for too many things. I really wish you would stop that because you're hurting people that care for you when you say things like that."

"Yeah sempai, you shouldn't say things like that. We care for you and we just want to see you happy," replied the teen while looking up at him. This turned Keitaro's depression back to being some what cheerful.

"Thank you Shinobu. You are always cheering me up whenever you can and I am very grateful," answered the conscious patient as he patted her head. Looking up to his aunt, Keitaro also thanked his aunt. "Thank you too Haruka."

When he had realized what he had just called her, he raised his arms up for a whack but nothing ever came, just a voice. "I will let that one slide Keitaro. Just don't make that one a habit"

He just smiled and replied back, "You have yourself a deal."

"So how much longer do you have in here before they will let you come home?" said Kitsune.

Keitaro fixed his eyes on the woman. "I really don't know but I did hear that they have to do tests on me before I can really do anything I want."

"What about Motoko? When do the doctors expect her to wake up?" said Naru trying to change the subject on things but the only thing she did was cause Keitaro to become depressed again. He looked at her with sorrow for what happened. He started pondering on all the faults that had happened and started again with saying only if I could have done this and that.

Keitaro was about to say something when he herd a knock on his door. The door opened up and in came a doctor. "Hello Keitaro. How are we feeling this morning? Ah. I see you have the whole gang here."

"What's up doc? Do I you need some thing?" said Keitaro.

"I need to run some tests on you. I am going to start testing your memory," answered the doctor as he flipped through some of the pages on his clipboard and wrote down his analysis. "The visiting hours are up for right now while I take this test. So Ha-chan, could ya, you know, head out for a little while I run these tests?"

"Damn it Ken-kun. How many times do I have to tell ya not to call me that in public?"

"Sorry dear."

"There you go again!"

"Come on we have been married for, like, four years and I still can't call you want I want?"

"Damn straight!"

"EH!" said all the girls in shock and in unison, "Your married!"

"Wait. You guys didn't know that?" asked the manager.

"No we didn't."

"Yeah…She has been married…"

"Well I don't blame you," replied the older woman, "I didn't really believe it either until I met Kenji about three years ago."

"Wait!" said Kitsune, "you knew about this too?"

"Yeah, she is my aunt after all. I should have to know this stuff."

"Wow! Haruka I didn't think you would be the marrying type. You even scored a hot one," said Kitsune. What followed was a loud smack in the room. "OW! Damn it Haruka, why did you do that!"

"Don't say things like that," said the now irked woman, "Well let's get going. He has to get some test going so I will see you at lunch."

"See ya at lunch," said Kenji as he started prepping for the tests that he was about to perform.

"Bye Keitaro," said the girls as they left the room and shut the door.

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'Motoko you have been given a chance to live a life that you wanted to live.'

"I do not want to live a life like that. I want to pursue my dream of becoming a master of my sword."

"Motoko. Motoko. Motoko. There are some things you need to experience and have before becoming a master of the sword."

"You lie because I don't need anything but my determination and my will to become a master."

"Have you seen your sister Motoko? She is the perfect example. She went and did the things that a true warrior has to do in order to become the strongest."

"You have proven to me that where she did all of this is where she has weakened herself."

"Ah. Motoko there is your first mistake. She did not weaken herself. Instead, she just made herself stronger by 10 fold."

"Prove this to me. I do not believe you at all."

"As you wish."

After this was said a bright flash came over Motoko. And then she saw her sister fighting against her mother but losing every time.

"Mother what am I doing wrong?" said the young girl as the tears started to form, "I should be strong. I should be able to beat you and master our sword fighting. I have put all my will and determination into it."

Her mother gave a warm smile. "Tsuruko my dear sweet child, it is not how much will you put into training yourself. The easiest way to gain power when you need it the most is from the will of protecting."

"The will of protecting? Mother I do not understand this."

"The will of protecting is simple. There are two things you will want to always protect and that is your family and the one who you hold dearest to your heart. When you want to protect someone your strength and skills become more focused and you actually put your heart and soul into your sword. And that gives you more than enough strength because you will never run out of love for that person. That it is why you must focus on another's life; more concern for them then you. You and your sister is what I have to protect with all my heart."

"I see your point but, how do I know when I can tell these things? They are not all clear to me."

"Don't worry Tsuruko. One day you will know what I mean."

"Mommy, you are the dearest one to me. I will protect you," said a little black haired girl.

"Thank you Motoko-chan and you are dearest to me too. Both of you are"

Then there was another flash and they were back in the same dark area that they were before

"Now do you see? Do you see why I must do this so that you can gain so many things in life?

"But still. What if I don't want to? What if no one will want me protecting them?"

"Motoko there is someone that needs your protection. And that person will be forever grateful. You may even find true happiness through this person."

"Who is this person? What the person's name?"

"Motoko. You must find this out on your own. You will recover your memory when you have found the one you want to protect. When you have, you will have everything you will need. Good-bye for now motoko."

"Wait! Wait! WAIT!"

'I am sorry motoko but this is for your own good.'

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Keitaro gets his check-up.

"So Keitaro can you tell me what you can remember about your past?" said Kenji.

"Well what should I start with?"

"Well how about this: start out on the day you where born."

"Well okay. I was born on June 24, 1985 in Tokyo, Japan. My parents and I lived with my grandma for about six years."

"Do you remember any of your friends?"

"Yea that is when I meet Shinari."

Author's Note: wasn't his other friend Hiachi or something? Delete this line

"Do you remember any of the residents that lived with you?"

"No. I can't recall."

"Okay good, good. Now do you remember your first crush?"

"No. I can't say I recall anything like that."

"Well one more final thing. What can you remember up to three weeks ago?"

"Well I remember I became a manger of the Hinata-Sou. And I am living through hell. Then I meet this girl that hadn't been there when I came. We got into a fight, fell off the roof, and I attempted to save her. After that, I go blank."

"Well I can say that you have a selective amnesia"

"What is that doctor?"

"Well most cases of amnesia are chunks our memories temporarily forgotten. Yours is bits and pieces. Some doctors believe this is a good type of amnesia."

"Why would they consider it good?"

"Because it doesn't really affect you and you don't have to be re-taught anything."

"Ah! I see why I would agree with those doctors."

"Well Keitaro, this will good for now. Just make sure you get some rest okay."

"Okay I will."

"See ya Keitaro."

"See ya doc."

Keitaro situated himself by the bedside of Motoko even though he was in pain. He thought that he could sit by her and hope for the best that she would awake. This would be the best way to some what compensate for what had happened to her. Just looking at her made him feel horrible. His mind felt disgusted from what had happened.

Keitaro, at times, could just tell when something went and or was going to become wrong. And this was one of those times that he could tell that motoko had something wrong with her.

He tried his best to keep himself from breaking down knowing the inevitable outcome of her condition. As he sat there and thought he heard something move like a small rustling. He looked at up and saw her moving. This made him very happy because he figured that she would wake up. 'Is she going to wake up right now?'

"Motoko? ... Motoko? ……Motoko?" He said with enthusiasm that he hadn't had in a very long time. He heard the door open and close.

"She will not wake up for at least a day or more," said a very soft voice that seemed to radiate love and concern off of every word. Keitaro turned around and saw a tall and gorgeous woman with black hair. The sun shining at her almost made her look like an angel.

"A…A….. Who are you?" was all Keitaro could say as he gazed in awe at her. She simply just smiled and sat down next him.

"I am Tsuruko Aoyama," answered the beauty, "I am Motoko's sister. And may I ask your name?"

Keitaro fumbled a little bit. "I'm sorry. I am Keitaro Urashima and it is very nice to meet you."

"It is very nice to meet you too Urashima, Keitaro. Forgive me if this sounds rude but, how do you know my sister?" asked Tsuruko.

"I know your sister because we were both in the same accident."

"Ah! You're the guy that my sister was with."

"I am very sorry Aoyama-san"

"Please call me Tsuruko. Saying that makes me feel old."

"Sorry Tsuruko but how did you find out we were here."

"Your aunt called me and told me that Motoko had gotten into an accident with the manger of the Hinata Inn. Wait. That would make you the manager right?"

"Yeah and from what has happened, I have failed to protect my residents."

"Keitaro it was not your fault."

"Yes it was. I may not know what happened but I do know that it is my fault. If I had only done what I was suppose have done, then this would have never happened."

"You're really something Keitaro you know that? I have not seen a man take all the blame for something that takes two people to do."

"I have no right to have you speaking kind things to me."

"Yes you do. A lot of people admire things like that when a person will take the burden of others and carry it. Sadly though, many don't appreciate great act of selflessness."

"Honestly I am nothing like that," Keitaro said as he looked down at his knees when he felt something on his hand, almost like a feather. He looked up and saw that Tsuruko's hand was on his.

"You may not see it keitaro but I do and that is enough for me. I see great potential in you and when you sit there and put your self down you are only ruining that caring, giving soul of yours."

"I…uh…," he just looked down. He couldn't form anything to say at all.

Tsuruko stood up and started walking out of the room. She turned him and spoke, "When she wakes up and you two are able to leave the hospital, come to my dojo. I will be waiting for you two. Just tell Motoko that I request this."

"Wait what if she won't?"

"Don't worry. I have a hunch that she will listen and come to me. And again, it was very nice meeting you Keitaro. I will see you soon," said the elder Aoyama as she closed the door and left Keitaro alone.

'I wonder what she said is really true?' thought the man as he got out of the chair and lay back down in his bed. Sleep overtook him as he pondered what he had been told hoping for an answer within himself.

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Author note: well here is chapter two I hope you enjoyed it and I would like to thank my proof reader for helping me with this story. Thanks vegeto

And thanks bluezone for the idea!