Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina
"Strings Intertwined"
by
Chronos Astral
Chapter 4 - So Wrong
Urashima Keitaro is met with unexpected visitors, all claiming to be someone close to him. Closer than he or anyone else ever imagined.
RING! RING! RING! RI- Click!
"Five more minutes..." mumbled the ronin in the sheets of his futon, as he shut off the alarm and turned over on his side trying to enter peaceful sleep once again. After yesterday, he needed it.
Urashima Keitaro has known for the time he has spent in Hinata-Sou, things were never normal there. A flying hot-spring turtle, a hyperactive 13-year old mad scientist, and a dangerous ki-wielding swordswoman to name a few of those things. The man thought he'd seen everything.
Then 'they' came.
His alleged daughters came over that one night, making his already haphazard life much more chaotic. At first, Keitaro found it quite flattering, knowing that he'd have a future with one of the tenants. Imagine his surprise when he found the possibility of having one out of three, and a daughter with each of them as well. Although, after experiencing the trouble they caused (in many painful forms), he officially confirmed that destiny got a kick out of making his life hell.
Take yesterday for example, around after his third daughter 'formally' introduced herself and was acquainted with the rest...
Keitaro busied himself in making a temporary makeshift replacement wall, hammering the nails on the cheap wood. The others took up the job of cleaning the mess up. Most of them anyway, with the exception of Kitsune, and Sarah not wanting to have any part of manual labor, and Haruka who decided to return to her teahouse at that moment. Su was willing to help though, but Keitaro thought better of it knowing that she'd invent something to 'help' clean up 'faster'. He instead insisted that she play with Sarah.
"Otou-san!" came the whisper of an angelic voice from behind him.
"Gah!" Keitaro shrieked in surprise as he turned to face the perpetrator. "M-Mutsumi!?"
She giggled. "No Otou-san. It's Katsumi! Ka-tsu-mi!"
"A-ah. I see..." Upon closer inspection of her face, she actually resembled the turtle-loving Otohime a lot albeit a bit younger.
She stared into his eyes thoughtfully. I reminded him of what Mutsumi did once before. Then it was followed up with a-
"Mmm!?" Keitaro was taken away from his reminiscing when something soft pressed against his lips. He then realized that it was actually her lips.
He pulled back abruptly, after half a second she started the kiss, letting his morality take control. "K-Katsumi!!" He shouted. 'That was so very wrong!!' Were his thoughts.
"You got my name right!" She smiled, oblivious to the menacing advance of two pervert-bashers towards her father.
A good bashing and a reprimanding from two time travelers later, Naru and Motoko went over to speak with Katsumi of her behavior.
"K-Katsumi-san! H-he's your father!" Exclaimed Naru, pointing a finger at Keitaro's beaten form.
"Th-that's right! What you've done is wrong!" Motoko backed her up.
"Ara? But isn't kissing a way of saying 'I love you'?" The way she spoke reminded them too much of Mutsumi.
"W-Wh-What!?"
"I love my father. Isn't it natural to love your father?" She tilted her head to the side.
"O-of course. But not like-"
"I love my mother too. See." She walked over to Mutsumi's side and gave her a peck on the lips, similar to what she did to the kanrinrin.
"WHAAAA!!??"
Mutsumi put a finger to her lips and smiled. "That's really nice of you Katsumi-chan."
"Arigato, Okaa-san."
Many of the tenants hung their jaws low in shock. One fainted. Another was oblivious. And the last fought the urge to have his nose erupt into a spectacular nosebleed.
Mutsumi's daughter looked around the room questioningly before smiling again. "Ara? Would anyone else like a kiss?"
Keitaro grumbled to himself. He didn't feel like going back to sleep even if he wanted to, so he resigned himself to the day, hoping that he could live through it with his sanity still intact. He sat up, and stretched away the kinks from his body, He stood... Well he would have if something wasn't weighing him down. Something that seemed to be wrapped around his waist. A sense of dread washed over him.
Is Kami-sama kind enough to spare me of what maybe a woman that is wrapped around me?
He looked down, finding a tuft of grown hair attached to that of one Urashima Katsumi.
I must have been an ass in my past life.
"WAAAAAAAAHH!!!!" Keitaro exploded in surprise, the woman still snuggling tightly against his stomach.
The hole in the ceiling of the roof opened revealing a groggy and angry Naru. "Stop making noise this early in the morn...ing..." Her voice died at out as she surveyed the scene before her. Then came the expected reaction.
"Kei... Ta... Ro!!!!!" She seethed through grit teeth, her eyes taking up a demonic form and her fist shook menacingly.
Chiyoko woke to the sound of screaming, followed by loud and rapid footsteps. Her head throbbed lightly, a hangover due to her late night 'new-tenant-get-together' with Kitsune. So much sake...
She didn't want to bother with what was going on, so she chose to ignore it and sat up on the couch she fell asleep on. Taking her chest bindings, she stretched her arms and back, hearing a few satisfying cracks. She didn't like sleeping with the bindings on since it was quite uncomfortable, letting her ample bosom free in her loose white t-shirt.
It was then that her alleged father-to-be stumbled down the stairs, Katsumi clinging onto him dreamily, still sleeping. Keitaro stopped in front of her to catch his breath. Lugging a girl around while running for dear life was an exercise he found tiring. He took a brief look at his side, and stared.
Chiyoko was in quite a suggestive pose. Her back was arched forwards, accentuating the shape of her chest. Her arms twisted around behind her lifting her shirt a bit at the side, revealing her slender waist. She wore short blue shorts, much like the kind Kitsune wore. It showed her muscled but slender legs as they coiled around into a seating position.
The swordswoman blinked at her father quizzically, before putting a palm up in greeting. "Yo. Tou-san." She grinned.
Keitaro shook from his ogling and proceeded to bang his head on the floor, his morals telling him to do so. He couldn't do it for long though since Naru was closing in.
"Keitaro!!" Came an angered cry.
"Gah! Excuse me Chiyoko-chan!" He sprinted away again, dragging the clingy Katsumi with him, with the infuriated Naru in close pursuit.
A loud yawn escaped from the brunette's lips as she rummaged through the refrigerator, getting the ingredients Shinobu wanted to start breakfast with. Being an early bird out of habit, she happened to meet the shy girl as she was going about preparing to cook one of her great delicacies. She knew of her Auntie Shinobu's skill with cooking and decided to help her out partly out of kindness and to speed up breakfast due to her hunger.
She caught ear of the noise coming from upstairs. She looked to Shinobu questioningly.
"It's only Senpai-I mean your father. The person chasing him is stomping really loudly so I'd have to guess that it's Naru-senpai chasing him." She smiled knowingly though still felt a bit uncomfortable about it since her beloved senpai was going to be pummeled mercilessly.
"Well if it's mama, I'll let it slide. Mama does it all the time even after they get married." She giggled as she recalled the antics her parents would always get themselves into. It was all in good fun though, and she didn't hit as hard as she does now. Shinobu could only sweat at her words, feeling a little sad and also sympathetic on the inside.
The footsteps became louder and more rapid, along with the hysterical screaming. It was then that the landlord ran towards them, Katsumi still hanging off his waist. He collided with her, not enough to make her fall over though. His head was buried somewhere... Somewhere soft.
"Ohayo gozaimasu, Papa!" Greeted Megumi.
"Aaaahh!!!" Keitaro removed himself from her and shook his head violently before bounding for the door.
Naru followed afterwards, her face contorted into an angry scowl. And lastly, wearing suggestive clothing, Chiyoko swiftly dashed after them, Shisui in hand, intent on protecting her father from the wrath of the lethal Naru-punch.
"Oi! Leave Tou-san alone!" Cried Chiyoko.
Seeing her nemesis leave to score points with her father, she ran after them. "He's my papa, and Mama can do what she wants with him!"
"Keitaro! Get back here!"
"Help me!"
"Mmm... Otou-san smells nice..."
+So they've proven it to be true?+ asked the woman on the phone.
"Yes Ane-ue. They have all proven to be his daughters, and each have a different mother." Motoko replied.
And you're one of those mothers, yes?+ Tsuroko asked teasingly.
"Y-yes. B-but that is of no relevance." The Shinmeiryuu heir stuttered. Tsuroko simply enjoyed making her sister uncomfortable.
Very well. Keep me posted then.+
"Of course Ane-ue." She hung up the phone, still slightly flushed from the teasing sent her way. Talking with her sister was always taxing mentally, so she opted to ignore the loud shouting from outside and headedf for the roof to meditate.
The Urashima landlord panted, catching his breathe somewhere outside the Hinata complex. "I think... I lost them..." He spoke tiredly. Indeed there didn't seem to be anyone pursuing him anymore and Katsumi had fallen sometime during his escape. Finally, a moment of peace.
"Oi, Keitaro!" the familiar voice of Urashima Haruka beckoned to him.
The tired kanrinrin sighed. Oh well... At least she's bearable... "Yes, Haruka-oba-I mean, Haruka?" He mentally berated himself for almost making that same mistake he usually did. I'm really tired right now, so I'm not in the mood to be hit...
The Urashima woman approached him, eyeing his exhausted state. "What happened to you?"
"Errr... Long story..." He grinned sheepishly.
She shrugged. "Well come over here. I need your help with something."
"H-hai." And he followed her as she lead the way down the massive steps of Hinata-Sou. Keitaro assumed that she was going to have him do some work in her cafe. The thought made him sigh again. Labor meant the expense of energry, which he had little of after the tiresome antics of that morning.
After reaching the midpoint of the stares, she spun around suddenly and latched onto him, forcing the man into the ground.
"Wah!?" Keitaro took a while to get his senses back to normal. He found two tan eyes baring into his own chocolate brown ones. "H-Haruka!?"
The woman smirked and leaned her head closer to his, making him sweat profusely. "Just relax..." She whispered huskily letting her breath tickle his neck.
Keitaro went into full panic mode, trying his best to resist the woman's strong grip. "W-wait! Th-this is wrong! Stop!!" His protests were ignored and she continued to sink her head closer.
"What the hell?" The two turned their heads to the source of the voice.
Urashima Haruka stood their with her eye twitching, her cigarette dropping from her mouth. Her face spelled shock and confusion at the scene.
"There's two of you!!?" Keitaro screamed, trying even harder to free himself from the doppelganger's clutches.
"Onii-san wait! It's only me, Kanako! Your sister!" The 'Haruka' that was on him sat up on his waist and removed her mask revealing a pale face and raven-black hair. "See?"
The ronin gazed at the pale woman who indeed bore a resemblance to his sister. "It is you Kanako!" He exclaimed.
"That's right. So you can calm down now, Onii-san." She then continued her advance.
"No! It's still wrong!! It's just as bad!! Help!!"
"Found you Keitaro!" Naru flared and ran towards him, fist at the ready, with Chiyoko and Megumi tailing behind.
Haruka only watched, feeling a bit dirty at what could have happened since Kanako was impersonating her. She shuddered.
Kuro floated aimlessly next to the large old-fashioned dorm, taking in the sights and assorted places there. The cat had met a flying onsen turtle during its trek and they exchanged greetings before continuing their merry way. Kuro spotted a girl coming her way and stopped hovering to avoid scaring her. The girl picked the cat up and stroked it affectionately, earning a content purr from the feline. Her expression was blank as she observed the incident at the stairs with a calculating eye. Noting the arrival of the landlord's sister.
She placed the cat down and went away, disappearing as she turned a corner.
"The residents are kinda weird-Nyaa..." The cat thought out loud.
Ehehe... So much suggestive incest... Thought it would be funny.
Well anyways, more to come in the later chapters. I'm still not entirely sure how I should go about this though, whether I'll do the story the way I want it or ask for your opinion on the next chapters. As much as I enjoy writing this, I'd also like the readers to enjoy as well. Send me a few suggestions if you'd like. Also, I'd appreciate it if people were to point out the flaws in my story, be it to short, grammar errors, or opinions on the story in general.
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