Everyone at the table had already taken a seat. Motoko sipped her tea as Shinobu finished up breakfast. Sarah and Su sat impatiently, and Kitsune still seemed in a bad mood. The only ones not at the table were Naru, Keitaro, and Takeo.

"What's taking those three so long, usually Naru's one of the first down," Kitsune said then stretched.

"Let them be," Motoko said then looked at the stairs, "Then again," Motoko said.

"Want to spy on them?" Su asked.

"I'll go," Sarah said then jumped off her chair. As she ran by Motoko grabbed her arm without looking away from the text book in front of her.

"No you don't, leave them be. If they want to make out before breakfast, let them," Motoko said as if she was kind of forcing that out of her. It was obvious she wanted to leave the table to check it out as much as the younger girls did.

"You're such a kill joy," Sarah said then walked back to her seat.

"Do I sense a little jealousy?" Kitsune said then grinned at Motoko, leaning over the table and sticking her face inches away.

"Don't be ridicules," Motoko said then looked up from her book, "And what reason would I have to be jealous?"

"I don't know, maybe this notebook I found in your room. Should of told me you were into erotica, I could of given you a few tips," Kitsune said then flashed Motoko's notebook in front of her face, making her blush deep red.

"When did you take that?" Motoko asked then reached over to grab it, but Kitsune pulled it away and opened it.

"I must say, striking similarities," Kitsune said, "A guy's dating a violent girl who takes advantage of him and plays with his heart while the girl who loves him can only painfully watch from the sidelines. The guys description is...familiar," Kitsune said then found the page.

"A man in his early twenties, a college student with messy brown hair and glasses. And when ever he takes those glasses off, the female lead just swoons with passionate love. Let's read her description," Ktisune said.

Motoko had already drawn her sword and placed it to Kitsune's neck. Kitsune smiled weakly and stepped away fearfully. Kitsune threw the notebook and Motoko caught it with her free hand.

"Glad you value your life," Motoko said then sheathed her sword and started to walk toward the stairs to hide the notebook. When she reached the stairs Kitsune let out a relieved breath and smiled.

"Should of told her I made a copy," Kitsune said then pulled that out.

"Nice thinking," Sarah said, "What's the female description?"

"A tall, strong yet emotionally plugged woman with flowing long black hair. She's younger than the man, but is trying hard to get into the same college just to be closer and monitor the relationship."

"Tall?" Su asked.

"Strong?" Sarah asked.

"And emotionally plugged. Motoko is the leading lady, and the man is Keitaro," Kisune said with a smile as Motoko came back downstairs. Kitsune hid the copy as Motoko continued to study at the table.

"What does erotica mean?" Sarah asked, forgetting to ask from earlier.

"It's a type of novel that centers or involves sex," Kitsune said then looked over her shoulder to see if Shinobu was done yet.

"Wait, she's writing an erotica. That means she wants to have sex with..." Sarah started before Kitsune lunged over the table and covered her mouth. Motoko looked up at everyone, she was miles away the entire time.

"What?" Motoko asked.

"Oh, nothing," Kitsune said then tried her best to not laugh. Then footsteps were heard from the stairs. Naru and Keitaro came down at the same time, then sat across from each other.

"What took you two?" Motoko asked before anyone else could.

"I swear Motoko, nothing could distract you from that book, but when Keitaro walks into the room," Kitsune said.

"He's just unusually late, I wanted to know why," Motoko said then looked at her text book, then back up at Keitaro. "Why are you late?"

"Talking to Takeo," Keitaro answered.

"About how he snapped on Shinobu last night?" Motoko asked and Keitaro nodded.

"Wait a second, he snapped at Shinobu?" Kitsune asked, and Keitaro nodded, "That's it, I'm going to go kick his ass."

"No you're not," Keitaro said then stood up and blocked Kitsune's path.

"Move Keitaro, he has to be dealt with," Kitsune said.

"He's been dealt with, sit down," Keitaro said firmly. Motoko just watched impressed as Keitaro took charge.

"Kitsune, the kid's probably going through a tough time. We all came here to sort of run away, maybe he's just running too," Motoko said to her.

"I didn't run here like you," Kitsune said to Motoko.

"I needed to get away from my sister, and just the god cry school in general. I've gotten better because I've been here. I'm not even sure I want to take over the responsibility of the school when that time comes," Motoko said then closed her text book.

"Why, you're so sure men suck at everything, their inferior, and you don't need them. But you're just afraid after you take over the school, you'll want a man," Kitsune said.

"No I won't," Motoko said.

"Not according to the note..." Kitsune started before Motoko banged her hand on the table.

"If you mention that book one more time I swear to god," Motoko said, making Kitsune take a step back and sit down. Everyone looked at Motoko, beat read and embarrassed.

"What book?" Naru asked.

"She's writing an erotica," Su said then smiled, "Whatever that is."

"You are?" Naru asked. Motoko turned redder then just left the table text book in hand. As she was walking up the stairs, Takeo was walking down. They made slight eye contact on the way down but Takeo just kept walking. He walked straight through the greeting room and out the door of the Hinata house.

"Takeo, breakfast is almost ready!" Keitaro shouted.

"Not hungry!" Takeo shouted back. Keitaro shrugged then sat down in his chair.

"Where's Kitsune?" Naru asked. Keitaro looked around the room and heard running through the greeting room.

"Oh shit," Keitaro said then ran after Kitsune who was after Takeo. Naru caught on quickly and ran after them shortly followed by Su and Sarah, leaving Shinobu to enter the room with plates of food.

"Time for break...where'd everybody go?"


"Hey punk!" Kitsune shouted at Takeo as she jogged down the stairs to reach him. Takeo ignored her and kept walking.

"I'm talking to you," Kitsune said then stepped in front of him, "Who do you think you are, snapping on Shinobu."

"I think I'm Takeo Motishime, who are you?" Takeo asked then walked by her. Kitsune groaned then grabbed his arm.

"Stop walking. Shinobu is a very delicate girl, if you make her cry again you'll regret it," Ktisune said.

"I've already apologized to her, I was in a bad mood, she caught me at a bad time. Keitaro and Naru understand, and Shinubo forgives me for yelling. I'm going to be late, get the hell out of my way," Takeo said then shoved his way passed her. Kitsune glared at him as he walked by then heard footsteps running from the house.

"Kitsune, I told you I dealt with him already," Keitaro said as she jogged down the steps.

"Leave him alone Kitsune, he just needs to calm down," Naru said from the top of the stairs.

"What the hell does he have to be upset about?" Kitsune asked then started to walk down the stairs. Before Keitaro could answer Kitsune was already too far away to care.

"What crawled up her ass?" Naru asked then started down the stairs and stopped at the step Keitaro was at.

"She probably lost a bet or something, she'll be over it soon enough. Come on," Keitaro said then started up the stairs.

"Keitaro, that was cool back there," Naru said then started to walk with him.

"Which part?" Keitaro asked.

"Almost all of it, you taking action, taking care of things. You're starting to impress me," Naru said then smiled before walking into the building. Keitaro smiled to himself and walked into the building after her.


Motoko read through her notebook again to see what to write next. Ever since Naru and Keitaro declared themselves an official couple she had find a new hobby besides practicing her kendo. Writing romance was somehow helping her relieve her stress more than swinging a sword. She wasn't exactly sure why she started writing.

"'The wind blew his hair out of his eyes, revealing to her that he was looking right at her. She felt her heart pounding in her chest, her mouth going dry, her eyes slowly shutting. Before she closed them, she saw him leaning over as well, eyes closing in the same slow fashion. She felt his warm breath breeze by her lips and curl around her chin that was trembling with eagerness. Their lips met, and she froze in shock at the feeling of his lips to hers...'" Motoko read to herself aloud then sighed.

"I'm stuck," Motoko said when she still couldn't finish the scene, "It takes me a month to fill the notebook, and I can't finish this chapter. Why can't I just finish it?" She asked herself then placed the pen next to the notebook on her table.

"That was so embarrassing, it's not erotica, dammit Kitsune," Motoko said then read the last paragraph over again, "Slowly leaning for kiss equals erotica how?" Motoko asked herself.

"She does have a point though, I did kind of make the guy sound like Keitaro. Not on purpose though, not like I modeled the girl after me." she said then flipped to the beginning and read her description. "Strong, Tall, flowing long black..."She said then slammed the book shut, "Oh my god, I did model her after me."

"Not like I modeled the bitch after Naru," She said then flipped through the book.

"Beautiful by appearance, on and off relationship, uncertain about most things, goes to the same college. Likes to get the guys hopes up, then crashes them down. Long brown hair with two strands sticking..." Motoko said then slammed the book shut again.

"Holy crap, Kitsune's on to something here," Motoko said then started to scan through, "I started to write this because I was bored, but the similarities are unmistakable. Why would I model it like this subconsciously, am I actually...jealous?" Motoko asked herself.

"No, can't be," Motoko said then tossed the book to the other side of the room. When it hit the floor she ran over and picked up the book from the ground and opened it.

"Am I actually jealous of the relationship? Is this my way of coping with it, writing about what I fantasize?" Motoko asked realized what she asked, "I'm fantasizing?"

"It's just a story, just a love story that is deeply influenced by the people around me. Besides, Keitaro and I just won't work, oil and water," Motoko said then began to think about how that disaster would play out.

Motoko imagined a relationship with Keitaro starting slowly. He takes her on walks, and sometimes watches her train, or even spars. Soon they start holding hands publically. Kissing starts to occur, smiling, pet names, gifts anniversaries. Then she visualized herself waking up in nothing but one of his shirts.

"Why wasn't that a disaster?" Motoko asked herself then noticed she was smiling, "Why am I smiling?"

Motoko looked at the notebook again then placed it on the table softly. She sighed then stood up and decided to pace around her room. The facts were in front of her, and in her head floating around. She sat next to the notebook and read a page to herself.

"What's happening to me?" Motoko asked then read the mans description and felt her stomach tingle, "Why do I smile when I read the description?"

"Am I in...no, not me. I can't let myself ruin it for Keitaro and Naru," She said then stood up and opened her door. She looked at the notebook again the shut her door