Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina.

A great special thanks to Shigur3 for beta-reading this fic.

I'm sorry that some of my fics are taking so long. This year hasn't been so kind to me. So far, three of my friends has passed away. I have been too depressed to write. But thanks to my friends, I'm feeling better now. Once again, I'm sorry about the late update.

"Do you want to see your future if you continue to think that way?"

Keitaro stared at the hole in the ceiling for awhile. "I do. I need to know why she isn't the one." His eyes now focused on Kismet. "How do you do this?"

"There are a few rules you have to follow. Once this happens, there is no turning back. You will gain the knowledge of only one possible future. After this is over, I will take my leave and you'll have to think of this question. Is that life for you?" Kismet said.

The landlord didn't say anything.

Kismet placed her hand on his right shoulder. Her face was pale. "Before we get started, you need to pretend to fall asleep right now." With a snap of her fingers, his bedding was spread out. "Now!"

"What? Why?" Keitaro asked as he got into his blankets.

"Trust me on this and sleep right now!" She took off his glasses.

His vision was blurry but he could see Kismet as she turned herself invisible. He quickly pretended to fall asleep just as someone knocked on his door.

"Keitaro, are you awake?" The fox-eyed tenant knocked on the door again. She and Naru opened the door slightly and peered into the landlord's room. As soon as they saw him sleeping, Kitsune shut the door as quietly as she could. She looked at her friend. "Naru, what were you worrying about? He's sleeping."

"This early?"

"You did a good number on him from what I saw. We should let the poor guy rest."

The Tokyo University student crossed her arms. "Why are you defending him?"

Kitsune raised her eyebrow. "Why are you are so quick to judge him?"

"He's a perverted man who needs to be monitored at all times. You know what a lech he is. He gets what he deserves," She stated.

'Typical response!' The fox-eyed honey sighed in defeat. "That excuse will get tiresome eventually. When that happens, then what?"

Naru was stumped.

Kitsune wasn't surprised when she didn't get an answer from her friend. "Come on, he needs to get his rest. We need to talk someplace else." She dragged her away from the landlord's room.

Once they were no longer there, Kismet reappeared, amazed at what she saw. "You got a wonderful woman there, Keitaro." The agent's voice was dripping in sarcasm.

"She means well." He sat up from his blankets.

"For others but how about you?" She took out a small notebook out of her back pocket. "I have seen men and women who had relationships like yours and most of the time, it didn't end well."

"What about that small percent?"

'The hopeful optimistic.' The agent had to smirk. "Does 'Custer's Last Stand' mean anything to you?"

Keitaro looked confused. "What's that?"

"It's a part of American History. I suggest that you look it up when you have the chance."

"I don't get it. What does that have to do with me?" He yelled out, frustrated.

Kismet looked at him. "You and General Custer had something in common; heading toward a battle you can't win."

His face paled at what she just said. "I'll lose Naru?"

"No and watch!" She began to chant in a foreign language. "Expose this mortal's so-called love's history." Images of Naru's past actions toward the landlord were displayed on all four walls of his room.

He watched the pain and suffering that he endured from the woman that he loves. He winced as he recalled how far he landed on his "journeys."

"The difference between you and him is that he had one fight and didn't know the adversaries too well. But you know what she's capable of and have lost to her numerous times, either fights, arguments or tiny mishaps and yet you still love her. Why? and please don't tell me she's a kind person. Her negative qualities outweigh her positive ones."

He wanted to say something but nothing came out.

She snapped her fingers to make the images disappear then gave him a hug. "I'm not here to become your enemy nor hers. I'm telling you based on what I'm seeing," She kissed his forehead. She could feel that his anxiousness was melting away with the touch of her lips. "Come on, we got a future to look at," She grabbed his hand. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready."

"Good, hold my hand tight." She once again chanted the strange language. Her eyes glowed in bright amber that shone so brightly that he had to close his eyes. 'Are we moving?' He didn't know how long he had shut his eyes but he felt someone tugging at his shoulder.

"What happened?" As he opened his eyes, his body felt exhausted. He leaned on the immortal agent for support. "Whoa, I feel a little dizzy."

"Oh good, you're okay," Kismet smiled. "Time-traveling isn't so great for mortals but you seem fine."

"Why? Is there some side-effect?" He could barely speak.

"It varies on people. My last chosen one burped out green bubbles for a good five minutes and the one before that, she had become a tree for at least two minutes. I also know of an agent whose chosen accidentally sang an opera melody."

"That last one isn't so bad."

"Keitaro, she was born mute," She chuckled.

"Oh!" He exclaimed, embarrassed.

"That's okay. Once you're better, we'll start..."

Keitaro interrupted her. "I'm ready now."

"Wow..." She blinked, "Okay, can you tell me where we are now?"

"We're still in my room, aren't we?" Confused, he began to inspect his surroundings. But instead of seeing his room, he saw a very familiar location. "Wait... we're in the hallways of Tokyo University!"

"Ding-ding-ding-ding, you're correct. Now follow me to your prize." She lead him to a door that had his name on it and placed his hand on the doorknob. "Keitaro Urashima, here is your future."

The fate of Keitaro's love life is in your hands. I just post a poll to decide his bride-to-be. So go and vote on your favorite! ^_^

If you want to add a person to the list, please send me the name and why.

Thank you.