Title: Love Hina Z

Story type: Crossover

Fandoms: Love Hina, Dragonball Z

Premise/Idea: Keitaro is the Reincarnation of Majuub

Guidelines: No DBZ characters (except the Kai's if your story will feature them.) All baddies must be OC's. Because Majin Buu/Majuub was as powerful as about Super Saiyan 3, that's his limit (In this story DBGT never happened!). Story must feature at LEAST 3 arcs. The first bad guy is equal to SS1 second is equal to SS2 and the third must be equal to SS3, you get the idea. No set Pairings (If you wanna do a harem or pair him up with the younger girls Su, Sarah and Shinobu must be AT LEAST 17!) Keitaro must be badass AND SMART. He must be a Tokyo U graduate or student. The promise girl thing is up to you.

Disclaimer: I Do not own Love Hina or Dragonball Z. This is a work of fiction done for fun.

Story:

Sometimes nature was unpredictable. Of course, you might not think it true. A rational person might point out that a person's genes would dictate who you are. Bear in mind, this is about biology, not personality, so forget about "Nature versus Nurture." A child born is expected to have the traits of its parents. Things like height, intelligence, eye color, etc. are all encoded into our DNA, which is passed down to us by our parents.

But sometimes, there are surprises. Some happy, like a taller, stronger, more intelligent child. But other times sad, such as cases of birth defects. These things are out of control, and we can only hope for our children to be born healthy and happy.

This is the story of one such surprise. No one could possibly know the danger that the earth was headed for, so the gods needed to instill a protector of the planet. They used the spirit of a great warrior, one of near unrivaled power, and reincarnated him. He was once a great terror, created for nothing but destruction, but then he was reborn as a champion. He was once known as Majin Buu. The very name once struck terror and hopelessness, then he was reborn as one of the most powerful beings in the universe, Majuub. He was needed once again, and the Gods made it so.

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Kimiko Urashima was in the middle of her living room, which had been cleared out to make room for her friends and family. Her body was on the ground, on a makeshift bed of towels. Her legs were spread and raised into the air at a forty-five degree angle. She was naked from the waist down. Her husband, Arashi Urashima, was at her side. He held her close, and kept his hands wrapped around hers. On her other side was her best friend, Koharu Aoyama, she was holding her remaining hand as well. Down, grasping her pant leg tightly was Koharu's daughter, Tsuruko. In the living room was her sister-in-law, Haruka Urashima, as well as her parents. Between her legs, was her mother-in-law, Hina Urashima, who was also acting as the midwife.

"You're almost there sweetie. Just a little bit longer."

"It hurts, Arashi!"

"I know it does, sweetie. But just think, it'll be over soon and we'll have a beautiful baby. We'll be parents, we'll be a family." At this point, Koharu stepped in.

"He's right, Kimi. Once you hold your baby for the first time, nothing else will matter. It'll be worth it, I promise." With renewed confidence, Kimiko focused at the task on hand: Giving birth to her child. They always made sure to visit the doctor, making sure that everything was alright with their baby, but they refused to know the sex; they wanted it to be a surprise.

At this point you might be wondering why she wasn't giving birth in a hospital. Well, it was a simple preference. She wanted to give birth to her child in her home, not some sterile hospital room. Plus she wanted her whole family there, as well as her best friend Koharu. Interestingly enough, Koharu wanted to be there more than Kimiko could have imagined. As an Aoyama, Koharu was trained in the detection of Ki, and what she sensed from her best friends womb was a tremendous amount of Ki. To put it simply, it was monstrous. She explained this to her friend and he elders of her family, as well as the elder of the Urashima's, Hina. Or Granny Hina as she preferred.

"I can see the head! The baby is crowning!" Cried Hina. Finally, the baby was coming. "Kimiko-Chan, on the count of three, I want you to push, do you understand!" Kimiko nodded vigorously, excited as well as relieved that the birth was coming to an end. "One...two...THREE PUSH!" Putting all her energy in one final push made her feel lightheaded, but she was snapped out of it with the sound of a baby's cry. She looked down and saw Hina wrapping a small figure in towels, cleaning it. Taking the bundle, she cut the umbilical cord and handed the bundle to Arashi.

"Congratulations! It's a boy!" Exclaimed Hina. Arashi turned and gently laid the wailing newborn on his mothers chest. Kimiko brought her arms around the bundle, holding it close. She looked down into his little face. He had calmed down and started looking around the room, wide-eyed.

"Incredible…" Muttered Koharu. "His Ki is nothing short of phenomenal. It's like looking at the sun." She claimed. Hina and her son looked towards Koharu. They made eye contact with her and nodded. Koharu nodded back and pulled out a round device from her sleeve. It was small, about the circumference of a watch face, and mostly silver. On one side, it had a blank, white face. Clicking a button on the side of the device, it revealed digits formed into a zero. She neared the device to the infant and it came to life. It started counting rapidly, going into the hundreds, then thousands, until it finally stopped. Looking at the number displayed, Koharu froze and dropped the Ki reader. Her hands were trembling as she stared with shock and awe at the curious infant, now suckling at his mother's breast.

"H-his Ki…it's…it's…Gods!" She was too shocked to even repeat the number. Everyone in the room looked to Koharu. They all came from families very involved in martial arts as well as the supernatural. The idea that the little one's Ki could be so vast was shocking. It was the strongest any of them have ever felt, but it couldn't be THAT much, could it? Arashi was the first to voice these doubts.

"Come on, Koharu! It can't be that high." He stated, trying to diffuse the situation. Koharu looked around the room, eyeing everyone.

"Two-hundred thousand." She stated simply. The room was filled with a collective gasp, then silence. "His base Ki is two-hundred thousand."

"H-how can a child…?" Kimiko trailed off. Truth be told, they were expecting it to be in the thousands, but not the HUNDRED THOUSANDS!

"It's not only that," Kimiko continued. "It's also colored." She said. That shocked everyone as well. As far as they knew, Ki has never been coloered. When visible, it was always an ethereal white color. No other has been recorded. At least, until now. "It like a Hot Pink color. Bright, and blinding." She trailed off.

"It's really pretty…" Tsuruko spoke up for the first time during the entire birth process. Everyone smiled at Tsuruko's wonder at the infant. Kimiko finished burping the newborn.

"Tsuruko-Chan, would you like to hold him?" She asked. The six year old nodded quickly. Her mother moved her next to Kimiko on the makeshift bed. Kimiko held out the baby and placed him the arms of Tsuruko. "Be sure to support his head, sweetie." Tsuruko nodded. She rocked him back and forth as he continued to look around.

"So what's his name?" Tsuruko asked. Everyone looked at each other. That was a good question. What were they going to call him?

"Keitaro." Kimiko said simply. "His name is Keitaro." She said it with finality.

"Keitaro Urashima. I like the sound of it." Arashi smiled and agreed. "You're gonna have a bright future, Keitaro." Everyone agreed. They watched Keitaro fall asleep in little Tsuruko's arms.

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A twenty year old Keitaro stood before the large steps that led up to his Grandmother's inn. He wore black, high-top converse shoes and dark, navy blue skinny jeans. Over his torso he had a black button-down shirt that fit him snugly. He left his shirt untucked. He had a hard, masculine face that could make any woman go weak in the knees with a look. Atop his head, his hair was cut short around the back and sides, but the top of his head the hair was cut and styled into a short faux hawk. Overall, he looked good. He was handsome, fit (and incredibly so! His grandmother and Koharu had made sure of that!), tall, he toward over most men at an intimidating six-foot-two, and he was intelligent. Other than his prodigal athletic and martial arts ability, his intellect was his greatest asset. He was only twenty years old and he had already procured two Ph.D's from the prestigious Tokyo University!

Of course, his incredible achievements did not change the fact that he was homeless at the moment. He really couldn't blame his parents, they were right. His parents hated the fact that his whole life revolved around scholastics and martial arts. No matter how much they pestered him, he did not attempt to become anymore social than he already was. He had no friends, and no girlfriend (something that once worried Kimiko Urashima, but relaxed when she found a disturbing amount of porn on his computer) to speak of. Their solution: send Keitaro out into the world. They told him to get a job, preferably one where he could meet people, and women in particular, and find a place to live on his own. It made sense to him, his parents were worried about his growth being stunted if he spent his whole life studying and fighting, so him being on his own a while to make friends and meet girls could be good for him. In fact, he kind of looked forward to it. He never actually had a real friend, so he wondered what the relationship was like.

Unfortunately, his parents made one teeny, tiny miscalculation. The economy. The economy was in such a bad way at the moment that absolutely no one was hiring. No job equals no money, and, even worse for Keitaro, no money meant no one was willing to put him up for even a few nights. He had spent the past month on the streets. Finally, he swallowed his pride and contacted his Grandmother, Hina. His intention was to ask for a place to stay, she owned an inn after all. When he made the phone call, however, Hina seemed to be excited over something and pretty much ordered him to get to the inn.

'And here I am!' He thought to himself. 'This place sure hasn't changed much.' He observed. He had stopped by Haruka's Tea Shop but she wasn't in. Probably out shopping or something. Without a second thought, he made his way up the steps. Finally reaching the top, he made his way to the large doors to the inn.

"Granny! Granny, it's your Grandson!" He called out. No reply. Odd. Why would she call him here without being there to greet him? Perhaps she went out shopping with Haruka or something. He wandered around a bit before noticing a sign. Hot Springs, in bold letters. 'I haven't been to a hot spring in years. I'm sure Granny won't mind if I take a dip. What's the worst that could happen?' Famous last words.

'Ahh. That hit the spot.' The hot water was therapeutic to his tense muscles. He could've been in the water for ten minutes or ten hours, it didn't matter. This was his first relaxing moment in a month!

CLACK!

And there it went. Someone opened the sliding door to the springs. 'Who could that be?' He looked over to the opening, and in walked a honey-haired girl. She stood at about five-four, and was rather curvy. She had perky B-cup breasts, round hips and a shapely ass. 'Whoa, she's a babe!' Keitaro thought to himself, admiring her towel-clad profile.

"How's it going?" She questioned amicably. Too amicably. There's no way a girl would be that comfortable with a she didn't know, especially when they were just in a towel. She was squinting slightly, so she had to have poor eyesight. That or the steam from the Hot Spring prevented her from seeing clearly. He watched her carefully as she slipped into the Spring. 'Who the hell wears a towel into a Hot Spring? The hot water would ruin the towel.' Keitaro thought to himself. He scooted away, trying to avoid being too close to her, and trying to hide his erection. He unconsciously reigned in his Ki as well. Unfortunately, it just wasn't his day. "What are you doing all the way over there, Kitsune?" As she said this, she closed the distance between them. She put one arm over his shoulders, and lowered the other hand into the water, attempting to use it as leverage so she could adjust herself slightly. Unfortunately for him, her hand came upon his stiff manhood. "Huh? What the…" She gripped him tightly, trying to figure out what exactly she was grabbing. She ran her hands up and down the length, before it came into contact with something else. She adjusted her hand beneath the stiff object and gripped something else. It felt like a sack or pouch, and she could feel two round objects inside of it. The body she was leaning against was trembling slightly so she looked up at them again. This time she got a clear look. She was met with dark brown eyes. Looking at the rest of his face, she realized just that-it was a he. With this revelation, she realized exactly what she had been grabbing was. "KYAAAAAA! PERVERT! THERE'S A PERVERT HERE!" Realizing that he couldn't exactly stay, he bolted for the sliding door.

As he was running, he misjudged the slickness of the floor, and promptly slipped and fell forward.

"What do you think you're doing?" Asked a soft voice. It sounded like a country accent. He looked up and saw slightly older, beautiful woman. She had short silver hair, and her eyes were narrowed, although he wasn't sure if that was due to confusion or it was how she always looked. Like the first girl, she was curvy, but had much bigger breasts than the previous girl. Keitaro looked up at her.

"Sorry, but I gotta go!" He said hurriedly and rushed out the door.

"Hey! Get back here!" She called after him. The honey-haired girl came running in and started getting dressed.

"Get your clothes on, Kitsune! We gotta catch the pervert before he does something to Su or Shinobu!" Kitsune highly doubted that the hottie really was some deranged sexual predator, but better safe than sorry.

"Gotcha Naru!" After getting dressed they resumed their chase.

'Damn, I haven't run like this since I trained with Tsuruko!' Keitaro thought to himself. He hopped over a laundry basket that was left in the middle of the hallway. He soon realized that the Gods above hated him when a little girl, no older than twelve, stepped into the hallway. She had on a frilly, pink apron and a ladle in one hand. At the same time she made her appearance, Keitaro's towel decided introduce itself to the floor, exposing Keitaro to the young girl. It seemed like an eternity of her staring at his genitals, but it ended with her falling backwards unconscious, blood leaking from her nose and goofy grin on her face. He briefly thought about helping her, but she seemed fine.

Continuing his run in the nude, he finally escaped down the stairs and confronted an army. Well, not literally, but there were tons of miniature tanks lined up. Behind them, in army gear, was another girl. This one was more exotic with metallic blonde hair, and dark, cocoa skin. She had a predatory grin on her face.

"The enemy will not escape our last line of defense!" She cried. 'Insane! Everyone here is insane!' Keitaro thought to himself. He continued forward where he accidentally stepped on one of the tanks. It exploded. No, not "it exploded into tons of broken pieces" but with actual fire and shrapnel. 'Holy Fuck! That hurt!' He thought. The remaining tanks moved forward some and aimed at him. More specifically, they aimed at his junk. "Take this! FIRE!" Suddenly all of the Tanks went off at once. Keitaro doubted it would be real ammunition, but his junk had been abused enough by the honey-haired girl. 'I'll be damned if I take a shot there!' He held his hand out before him, in a "Stop" fashion, and, like magic, a pink shield materialized and the bb's bounced off harmlessly. The exotic girl stared at him, mesmerized by his ability. Keitaro took this chance to escape. He right past her, and out the front door towards freedom.

"ZANKUSEN!" Shit. He turned around facing the attack. As it approached, he simply brought his hand upwards, knocking the Ki strike out of existence. He looked towards his attacker. She, too, was a beautiful young woman. She wore what looked like a Miko outfit, and had a sword in her hand. She had long, black hair, and fair skin. An Aoyama. Turning towards her, he spoke.

"Don't the teachings of the Shinmei-Ryu School of Swordsmanship dictate that one mustn't attack a defenseless man?" His voice was hard and even. If that attack would've hit a regular person, it would've been an instant kill. He looked at her. The Aoyama, however, was eyeing the man with shocked eyes. She had never seen anyone stop a Ki strike using bare hands. It was unheard of.

"That is true. But the Shinmei-Ryu also teaches that all evil, no matter it's form, must be destroyed. And you, who has brought his perversion into our home, are evil." She countered.

"I have committed no evil acts." Keitaro stated .

"Perversion is a type of evil." She stated simply. The rest of the Girls ran out and flanked the Aoyama. The two older girls on her right, and the younger ones on her left. Again, the honey-haired one spoke up.

"Come on Motoko! Between you, me and Kitsune, we can take this guy!" Kitsune spoke up this time.

"Ah don't know Naru. Look at 'im. He's huge! He's like six feet tall, and ripped! Look at them arms, and those pecs…look at 'em abs, hell, look at 'is dick! He can whack you ov'r your head with it!" She had a blush on her face, and some drool was leaking out of the corner of her mouth.

"Kitsune!" Cried both Naru and Motoko, scandalized. "There's two children here!" Naru elaborated.

"It does not matter if he is the…most perfect male specimen I have ever seen," Motoko coughed into her hand, blushing. "Nevertheless, we must subdue him and take him to the proper authorities!" Before they could make a move, Keitaro spoke up.

:And what exactly makes you think you'd be able to? Hm?" He countered. "None of you know me. What if I'm a Karate master or something, huh?" The girls didn't respond. "Although to be honest, I don't like fighting girls, so I'll just do this!" His body floated off the ground, and went up into the air. The girls looked up at him with shock and awe on their faces. He grinned down at them. "See Y-"

"KEITARO!" Cried a new voice. "Get your ass down from there right now!" Everyone looked to cobblestone path, Haruka was standing there.

"Aunt Haruka!" He flew down and landed in front of her. "I'm so glad to finally see you!"

"You've sure gotten a lot bigger since the last time I saw you." As she said this, her head was tilted downwards.

"Why does everyone keep making jokes about my dick!" He asked.

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Everyone was seated in the living room as Shinobu passed out various refreshments. The tension could be cut with a knife.

"…and that's my story." Keitaro finished up. "So, where is Granny anyway? I still have to talk to her." He questioned.

"She left on a world tour." Haruka answered.

"With my luck, that sounds about right." He sighed. "Hey Haruka, you're the current dorm manager, right?" She nodded. "You mind if I live here?" Before Haruka could answer, Naru spoke up.

"NO! There's no way some guy is going to live in an Women's Only Dormitory!"

"I agree. Males are not welcome here." Seconded Motoko. Haruka sighed.

"Sorry Kei, I'd bend the rules for you if everyone was O.K. with it, but since some people don't want you here, it'd just be easier to say no."

"Don't worry, I understand. I'll figure something out. I'll call Tokyo U. and some other Universities see if they're hiring. Hell, maybe I'll try some High Schools." He sighed.

"TOKYO U.!" Chorused all of the girls.

"Why are you so interested in Tokyo U. all of a sudden?" Questioned Naru.

"That's where I got my Ph.D's. And I'll be going back this fall because I want to get one in Archeology." He answered.

"Y-you've graduated FROM Tokyo U!" Stuttered Naru. Keitaro nodded.

"And you have, not one, but TWO Ph.D's!" Asked Motoko. Again, he nodded.

"So, you're not just Keitaro Urashima? You're DOCTOR Keitaro Urashima!" Asked Kitsune.

"Yup. But I really don't care how people address me. You can still call me Keitaro, or Mr. Urashima or whatever." He said.

"Umm, w-what did you get your degrees in, if you don't mind me asking?" Asked Shinobu.

"Topology and Physics." He answered.

"Awesome! We can work on many inventions together!" Exclaimed Kaolla Su.

"Sure, kid." Laughed Keitaro. Kitusne dragged Motoko and Naru off to the side.

"Girls, are ya sure you don't want him to stay here? He seems like a trustworthy guy, and he's like, a genius! Plus he's so amazingly hot I just wanna-"

"I think you are getting off topic Kitsune. Please try to think with your head and not your libido. In any case, you are correct. Urashima does seem trustworthy. And it wouldn't do to throw a man out into the streets. Besides, what would happen if we turn him away and Granny Hina finds out. She might not be too happy to hear that." Motoko rationalized.

"Oh, please! Kitsune, you just want to fuck him, and Motoko, you're only interested to find out about his training and Ki abilities. I don't trust him!" Naru Huffed. Motoko did have a point though, Granny could get upset at the fact they turned him away.

"Well, it's out of our hands now." Haruka spoke up. "I just got a text from Granny. She says that Keitaro is the new owner and operator of the Hinata Dorms. The forms will be emailed by her lawyer soon. Ladies, say hello to your new landlord and dorm manager."

"Well, well Naru. Looks like Granny made the decision for us." Said Kitsune.

"WELCOME TO THE HINATA DORM!" Cried all the girls, except for Naru.

'Well, looks like I found a place to stay and a job at the same time!' Thought Keitaro.