Love Hina - Tears of Blood
Tears of Blood[PG-13]
Niklas "Hawk" Jonsson
Summary: Inspired by Blood Hina on fanfiction.net and offended that the otherwise brilliant Teriyaki Chicken used Kuei-jin instead of Kindred, here's my version of how Keitarou is turned into a vampire...
Disclaimer: Love Hina, Hinata Sou, Vampire - The Masquerade and whatnot are not mine, though I certainly wish they were. The story are mine though, all mine. This series deals with unpleasant things, such as death, undeath and whatnot. If this disturbs you, don't read.
Feedback/Flames: Yes, please. Both of them are equally fun to read, although I must admit that I greatly prefer the first variety. :)
I can be found on ICQ as 21771860 or through e-mail as iamhawk@yahoo.com, more stories are available at my nifty lil' site at http://hawksgalaxy.com or by clicking on my handle up above.
"speech"
*emphasis/shouts/Kindred Domination/post-hypnotic triggers*
/thoughts/
*/telepathy/*
~translation~
+soundeffect/radio/telephone conversation/TV+
*** Previously, on 'Tears of Blood' ***
"Weird?" Kitsune inquired at the same time as a great big splash interupted their conversation and water came hurling at them.
They both scrambled into an upright position, wiping water out of their eyes and staring in shock at the naked body floating in the water in front of them, blood coloring the water red.
"Keitarou! You drank her blood!" Naru exclaimed, causing Mitsune to gasp and raise a questioning eyebrow at Naru as they both rushed over to the naked body, turning her over and discovering that it was Otohime Mutsumi.
*** Roll credits ***
Chapter Four:
Naru shook Mutsumi violently and the unconcious girl opened her eyes after a few moments, blinking owlishly up at the two of them.
"Ara ara, I fainted again?" she inquired and rubbed her forehead, where a stone had cut open a nasty gash from which blood dripped down into the water.
"Mutsumi-san, you need to take better care of yourself." Naru berated the confused girl.
"What are you doing here, turtle girl?" Mitsune asked suspiciously, peering intently at Mutsumi through her just barely open eyelids.
"I wanted to take a bath, but Kei-kun got very upset when I tried to join him in his tub." Mutsumi replied happily, then looked even more confused then usual, poking her nose with a slender finger. "There was something Kei-kun wanted me to do... Oh... What was it? ... Oh yes, 'Do not tell Narusegawa about...'." she began, then trailed off as realization dawned upon her. "Ara, ara..." she sighed as Naru turned red in the face, clenched her fists and started to tremble. "Th-th-t-th-t-t-that... Keitarou!" Naru howled and they all saw Keitarou look out from the balcony where his tub were, looking inquisitively down at them for a moment before he realized the state they were in. But instead of his usual flustered state, he just got a dreamy look on his face as he stared intently at them.
This unexpected turn of events left Naru so confused, that her anger drained away and she just stood there, staring back at him until she remembered how she was dressed, which was to say, not at all. She yelped and dived beneath the surface, while the brazen Mitsune and the innocent Mutsumi didn't seem to mind at all. Mitsune smiled foxily at him and stretched out, raising her arms above her head in a fake yawn. Mutsumi merely smiled with an unconcerned look on her face, if she cared at all about her nudity and being watched, it didn't show on her face.
"Suu-chan!" Naru said as her head popped above the surface and she saw Suu and Sarah walking past the baths in the corridor inside the house. "Go kick Keitarou in the face for me, would you?" she asked the younger girl.
"Roger!" Suu affirmed and set off at a run, laughing happily with Sarah trailing after her, yanking out the weird mask Keitarou had given her from behind her back. Although Sarah claimed to dislike the gift, she lugged it around more often then not. "Keitarou-kick-in-the-face-squad, move out!" Suu hollered as they rushed down the corridor, heading for the stairs.
"Beautiful, so beautiful... The female body is defenetively Kami-sama's greatest work of art..." they heard Keitarou mumble as he stared down at them, completely mesmerized by what he saw.
"Keitarou, you perverted moron! Stop looking at us!" Naru shouted, wondering what was wrong with him. Ordinarily, he would have fallen flat on his ass by now or else started running in a futile attempt to escape her wrath.
His failure to do so, was why he was still standing there as Suu-Chan burst through the door and struck him in the back of his head with a flying kick, which propelled him over the balcony railing. He somehow managed to latch onto the railing with one hand, the towel which he had wrapped around his body falling to the ground beneath him. Mitsune looked up at him with an admirering expression, Mutsumis smile merely got a bit wider and Naru flushed, then looked down for a split second before she grinned and looked back up at his naked posterior.
Which was why all three of them had front-side seats as Sarah slammed her mask down upon Keitarou's fingers on the railing, causing him to drop butt-first to the ground and well within reach of Naru's wrath.
"Ohhh, Kei-ta-rou..." she called and clenched her right fist, moving out of the water and wrapping a towel around her body as she slowly advanced towards him.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Keitarou muttered to himself, then apparently registered the quiet menace in Naru's voice and bounced to his feet, in motion almost before his feet hit the ground. "Gomen nasai!" he pleaded as he ran, heading for the door at a break-neck pace which Naru was surprised to note was beyond her ability to match. They were usually almost exactly evenly matched, so this surprised her a great deal as she stopped, forced to abandon her pursuit since she didn't stand a chance of catching up with the unexpectedly quick Keitarou.
"Baka..." she muttered under her breath as she slammed the door shut and walked back to the water.
*** "Naru, before the turtle girl interupted our little talk, you were saying something about Keitarou being involved in something weird with Haruka-san?" Mitsune spoke up after they had put on some clothes and retired to Naru's room.
"Yes, I ov... Overheard them talking yesterday evening. I had stuck my head down the hole to ask Keitarou if he had kept up with his English, when I saw Haruka-san aiming her gun at him." Naru admitted and swallowed nervously. "They didn't see me, but I saw and heard them. Haruka was pointing the gun at him and forced him to drink something out of plastic bags. It looked like tomato juice, but I don't think that it was." Naru continued and shivered. "Then she said that he would have to learn how to eat without murdering people."
"That doesn't make any sense!" Mitsune protested, then frowned as she thought of something. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen Keitarou eat anything at all lately. Admittedly, I only see him on the evenings after he started with that stupid new study method, but I've never seen him eat anything. Not breakfast, not snacks, not anything."
"That's ridiculous, of course he..." Naru protested, but fell silent. "Y'know, I don't think I've seen him eat either since he started studying at night. I think I'd better have a little talk about this new method of his. No wonder that he's looked a little pale lately if he doesn't eat properly."
"If we tell Shinobu, she'll walk into his room all weepy-eyed and guilt him into eating." Mitsune stated with a slight grin.
"I'll talk with him first." Naru decided and stood up. "Right now." she added and stalked over to the board over the hole in her floor. She stomped her feet a couple of times to let him know she was there, then she removed the board. "Keitarou, I'm comming down." she announced and crawled down, dropping down onto the floor in his room.
"Narusegawa! I did it!" Keitarou exclaimed as he saw her, waving a piece of paper excitedly at her. "I did it! 89%!"
"What?" she asked, trying to make out what the paper was.
"A mock exam, I got 89%!" he explained, doing a silly little happy dance and cartwheeled for his finale, winding up crashing against a doorpost and crumbling to the floor, but with a big grin on his face. "I'll get into Todai for sure this year!" he elaborated and bounced up onto his feet again. "89%!" he exclaimed and grabbed her hands, bringing her into his happy dance, twirling her around the room.
"89%? 89% correct as opposed to 89% wrong?" Naru asked with a stunned expression. "How is that even possible?"
"It's my new method, it has to be!" he explained and let her go, then cartwheeled again, this time managing to stay on his feet after it was over. "When I'm the only one awake, there's nothing to do but to do my chores and study. There's nobody in the bath to knock me out when I come to clean, there's nobody to fall over into and knock me out and Suu isn't awake to kick me in the head either. It only takes me an hour to do chores which before has taken the better part of a day to complete!"
"But you're not eating! Look at yourself in the mirror, you look like a ghost!" Naru informed him and he stopped, laughing nervously.
"Of course I'm eating, why do you think I'm not eating? Hahaha." he protested and looked everywhere but straight at her. "I eat all the time, I'm going to be so fat that I won't be able to move. Ahahaha."
"And what are you and Haruka involved in? What is going on, Keitarou?" Naru inquired, the unexpected questions causing him to promptly fall over. Right into her chest.
As she slugged him through the wall, she frowned at how odd it had seemed. Always before whenever he bumped into her in an unappropriate manner, looking back at it, it had always seemed like true accidents to her. This time, it didn't. Looking back at it, it appeared almost as if he had been... Aiming for her chest.
But that couldn't be, he couldn't have faked a fall, just to get out of their conversation, could he?
*** "Ow... Ow... Ow... Ow... Ow..." Keitarou grunted as he limped away from Hinata Sou. That had *hurt*, although short of telling Naru the truth, he hadn't known what else to do and he couldn't do that! If she found out that he was a vampire, she would... Well, he didn't know what she would do, but he was reasonably certain that he wouldn't like it very much.
But he didn't much care for her questions either, it was obvious that she had noticed that he wasn't quite the same. He sighed, that was something which he had hoped to be able to delay until he knew what to do.
He kept on limping away from the dorm. Usually, he'd limp right back after one of his unexpected aerial jaunts, but not this time. If he stayed away for a while, Naru might forget what they had been talking about before she slugged him. Without really knowing where he was going, he soon found himself standing outside of Haruka's place, only to discover that it was closed and locked, nobody responding to his knocks.
He sighed and hesitated for a while, then headed for Mutsumi's appartment. She was the only one of his friends who knew about his current situation and although she only rarely made any sense, he felt like he needed to talk with someone.
Perhaps he should... Tell his friends about his situation. It would save him a lot of silly explanations and lies to cover up what had taken place. But on the other hand, who knew how they'd react? Given how they tended to over-react and assume the worst every time he was involved in some sort of accident, he wasn't all too sure what they'd do upon finding out that he was a vampire. Mitsune would probably form a vampire-hunting squadron or something, Kaolla build a dangerous Mecha and Shinobu cry. Motoko would probably try to exorcise him, stake him or something equally unpleasant. Naru...
That was what worried him the most. What would Naru do if she found out that she'd killed him and that he was now a vampire? Would she hold herself responsible? Would she hate him? Would she fear him?
He swallowed nervously, that was yet another one of the many things which he wasn't quite sure that he really wanted to know. Perhaps it was better to lie, better to deceive and nuture the faint hope that one day, she might see him in a different light and learn to love him in return.
He absently knocked on the door and then reeled back as it was opened by a topless Otohime Mutsumi.
"Ah, ara, ara. Kei-kun, come on in." she invited him, the proceeded to faint and collapse. He rushed forward and just barely managed to catch her before she hit the floor, pulling her up and dragging her inside, closing the door behind them.
The End! ( For now... )
Niklas "Hawk" Jonsson
Disclaimer: Love Hina, Hinata Sou, Vampire - The Masquerade and whatnot are not mine, though I certainly wish they were. The story are mine though, all mine. This series deals with unpleasant things, such as death, undeath and whatnot. If this disturbs you, don't read.
Feedback/Flames: Yes, please. Both of them are equally fun to read, although I must admit that I greatly prefer the first variety. :)
I can be found on ICQ as 21771860 or through e-mail as iamhawk@yahoo.com, more stories are available at my nifty lil' site at http://hawksgalaxy.com or by clicking on my handle up above.
"speech"
*emphasis/shouts/Kindred Domination/post-hypnotic triggers*
/thoughts/
*/telepathy/*
~translation~
+soundeffect/radio/telephone conversation/TV+
"Weird?" Kitsune inquired at the same time as a great big splash interupted their conversation and water came hurling at them.
They both scrambled into an upright position, wiping water out of their eyes and staring in shock at the naked body floating in the water in front of them, blood coloring the water red.
"Keitarou! You drank her blood!" Naru exclaimed, causing Mitsune to gasp and raise a questioning eyebrow at Naru as they both rushed over to the naked body, turning her over and discovering that it was Otohime Mutsumi.
Naru shook Mutsumi violently and the unconcious girl opened her eyes after a few moments, blinking owlishly up at the two of them.
"Ara ara, I fainted again?" she inquired and rubbed her forehead, where a stone had cut open a nasty gash from which blood dripped down into the water.
"Mutsumi-san, you need to take better care of yourself." Naru berated the confused girl.
"What are you doing here, turtle girl?" Mitsune asked suspiciously, peering intently at Mutsumi through her just barely open eyelids.
"I wanted to take a bath, but Kei-kun got very upset when I tried to join him in his tub." Mutsumi replied happily, then looked even more confused then usual, poking her nose with a slender finger. "There was something Kei-kun wanted me to do... Oh... What was it? ... Oh yes, 'Do not tell Narusegawa about...'." she began, then trailed off as realization dawned upon her. "Ara, ara..." she sighed as Naru turned red in the face, clenched her fists and started to tremble. "Th-th-t-th-t-t-that... Keitarou!" Naru howled and they all saw Keitarou look out from the balcony where his tub were, looking inquisitively down at them for a moment before he realized the state they were in. But instead of his usual flustered state, he just got a dreamy look on his face as he stared intently at them.
This unexpected turn of events left Naru so confused, that her anger drained away and she just stood there, staring back at him until she remembered how she was dressed, which was to say, not at all. She yelped and dived beneath the surface, while the brazen Mitsune and the innocent Mutsumi didn't seem to mind at all. Mitsune smiled foxily at him and stretched out, raising her arms above her head in a fake yawn. Mutsumi merely smiled with an unconcerned look on her face, if she cared at all about her nudity and being watched, it didn't show on her face.
"Suu-chan!" Naru said as her head popped above the surface and she saw Suu and Sarah walking past the baths in the corridor inside the house. "Go kick Keitarou in the face for me, would you?" she asked the younger girl.
"Roger!" Suu affirmed and set off at a run, laughing happily with Sarah trailing after her, yanking out the weird mask Keitarou had given her from behind her back. Although Sarah claimed to dislike the gift, she lugged it around more often then not. "Keitarou-kick-in-the-face-squad, move out!" Suu hollered as they rushed down the corridor, heading for the stairs.
"Beautiful, so beautiful... The female body is defenetively Kami-sama's greatest work of art..." they heard Keitarou mumble as he stared down at them, completely mesmerized by what he saw.
"Keitarou, you perverted moron! Stop looking at us!" Naru shouted, wondering what was wrong with him. Ordinarily, he would have fallen flat on his ass by now or else started running in a futile attempt to escape her wrath.
His failure to do so, was why he was still standing there as Suu-Chan burst through the door and struck him in the back of his head with a flying kick, which propelled him over the balcony railing. He somehow managed to latch onto the railing with one hand, the towel which he had wrapped around his body falling to the ground beneath him. Mitsune looked up at him with an admirering expression, Mutsumis smile merely got a bit wider and Naru flushed, then looked down for a split second before she grinned and looked back up at his naked posterior.
Which was why all three of them had front-side seats as Sarah slammed her mask down upon Keitarou's fingers on the railing, causing him to drop butt-first to the ground and well within reach of Naru's wrath.
"Ohhh, Kei-ta-rou..." she called and clenched her right fist, moving out of the water and wrapping a towel around her body as she slowly advanced towards him.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..." Keitarou muttered to himself, then apparently registered the quiet menace in Naru's voice and bounced to his feet, in motion almost before his feet hit the ground. "Gomen nasai!" he pleaded as he ran, heading for the door at a break-neck pace which Naru was surprised to note was beyond her ability to match. They were usually almost exactly evenly matched, so this surprised her a great deal as she stopped, forced to abandon her pursuit since she didn't stand a chance of catching up with the unexpectedly quick Keitarou.
"Baka..." she muttered under her breath as she slammed the door shut and walked back to the water.
*** "Naru, before the turtle girl interupted our little talk, you were saying something about Keitarou being involved in something weird with Haruka-san?" Mitsune spoke up after they had put on some clothes and retired to Naru's room.
"Yes, I ov... Overheard them talking yesterday evening. I had stuck my head down the hole to ask Keitarou if he had kept up with his English, when I saw Haruka-san aiming her gun at him." Naru admitted and swallowed nervously. "They didn't see me, but I saw and heard them. Haruka was pointing the gun at him and forced him to drink something out of plastic bags. It looked like tomato juice, but I don't think that it was." Naru continued and shivered. "Then she said that he would have to learn how to eat without murdering people."
"That doesn't make any sense!" Mitsune protested, then frowned as she thought of something. "Come to think of it, I haven't seen Keitarou eat anything at all lately. Admittedly, I only see him on the evenings after he started with that stupid new study method, but I've never seen him eat anything. Not breakfast, not snacks, not anything."
"That's ridiculous, of course he..." Naru protested, but fell silent. "Y'know, I don't think I've seen him eat either since he started studying at night. I think I'd better have a little talk about this new method of his. No wonder that he's looked a little pale lately if he doesn't eat properly."
"If we tell Shinobu, she'll walk into his room all weepy-eyed and guilt him into eating." Mitsune stated with a slight grin.
"I'll talk with him first." Naru decided and stood up. "Right now." she added and stalked over to the board over the hole in her floor. She stomped her feet a couple of times to let him know she was there, then she removed the board. "Keitarou, I'm comming down." she announced and crawled down, dropping down onto the floor in his room.
"Narusegawa! I did it!" Keitarou exclaimed as he saw her, waving a piece of paper excitedly at her. "I did it! 89%!"
"What?" she asked, trying to make out what the paper was.
"A mock exam, I got 89%!" he explained, doing a silly little happy dance and cartwheeled for his finale, winding up crashing against a doorpost and crumbling to the floor, but with a big grin on his face. "I'll get into Todai for sure this year!" he elaborated and bounced up onto his feet again. "89%!" he exclaimed and grabbed her hands, bringing her into his happy dance, twirling her around the room.
"89%? 89% correct as opposed to 89% wrong?" Naru asked with a stunned expression. "How is that even possible?"
"It's my new method, it has to be!" he explained and let her go, then cartwheeled again, this time managing to stay on his feet after it was over. "When I'm the only one awake, there's nothing to do but to do my chores and study. There's nobody in the bath to knock me out when I come to clean, there's nobody to fall over into and knock me out and Suu isn't awake to kick me in the head either. It only takes me an hour to do chores which before has taken the better part of a day to complete!"
"But you're not eating! Look at yourself in the mirror, you look like a ghost!" Naru informed him and he stopped, laughing nervously.
"Of course I'm eating, why do you think I'm not eating? Hahaha." he protested and looked everywhere but straight at her. "I eat all the time, I'm going to be so fat that I won't be able to move. Ahahaha."
"And what are you and Haruka involved in? What is going on, Keitarou?" Naru inquired, the unexpected questions causing him to promptly fall over. Right into her chest.
As she slugged him through the wall, she frowned at how odd it had seemed. Always before whenever he bumped into her in an unappropriate manner, looking back at it, it had always seemed like true accidents to her. This time, it didn't. Looking back at it, it appeared almost as if he had been... Aiming for her chest.
But that couldn't be, he couldn't have faked a fall, just to get out of their conversation, could he?
*** "Ow... Ow... Ow... Ow... Ow..." Keitarou grunted as he limped away from Hinata Sou. That had *hurt*, although short of telling Naru the truth, he hadn't known what else to do and he couldn't do that! If she found out that he was a vampire, she would... Well, he didn't know what she would do, but he was reasonably certain that he wouldn't like it very much.
But he didn't much care for her questions either, it was obvious that she had noticed that he wasn't quite the same. He sighed, that was something which he had hoped to be able to delay until he knew what to do.
He kept on limping away from the dorm. Usually, he'd limp right back after one of his unexpected aerial jaunts, but not this time. If he stayed away for a while, Naru might forget what they had been talking about before she slugged him. Without really knowing where he was going, he soon found himself standing outside of Haruka's place, only to discover that it was closed and locked, nobody responding to his knocks.
He sighed and hesitated for a while, then headed for Mutsumi's appartment. She was the only one of his friends who knew about his current situation and although she only rarely made any sense, he felt like he needed to talk with someone.
Perhaps he should... Tell his friends about his situation. It would save him a lot of silly explanations and lies to cover up what had taken place. But on the other hand, who knew how they'd react? Given how they tended to over-react and assume the worst every time he was involved in some sort of accident, he wasn't all too sure what they'd do upon finding out that he was a vampire. Mitsune would probably form a vampire-hunting squadron or something, Kaolla build a dangerous Mecha and Shinobu cry. Motoko would probably try to exorcise him, stake him or something equally unpleasant. Naru...
That was what worried him the most. What would Naru do if she found out that she'd killed him and that he was now a vampire? Would she hold herself responsible? Would she hate him? Would she fear him?
He swallowed nervously, that was yet another one of the many things which he wasn't quite sure that he really wanted to know. Perhaps it was better to lie, better to deceive and nuture the faint hope that one day, she might see him in a different light and learn to love him in return.
He absently knocked on the door and then reeled back as it was opened by a topless Otohime Mutsumi.
"Ah, ara, ara. Kei-kun, come on in." she invited him, the proceeded to faint and collapse. He rushed forward and just barely managed to catch her before she hit the floor, pulling her up and dragging her inside, closing the door behind them.
The End! ( For now... )
