Totally Random Love Hina Skits Again!

By Andrew Joshua Talon

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Love Hina, and I am not writing this for profit. Please do not sure.

Author's Note: A bit of a lime instead of a lemon this time, featuring Kitsune. I may write a lemon if enough people want it.


"Keitaro, I have a question to ask of you," Kitsune said. Keitaro looked over at her, and his Ero-Vision activated immediately. He managed to keep himself from nosebleeding all over his lap and shirt.

Kitsune almost always had some seductive qualities in her body language, but his "Ero-Vision" let him see just how very, very hot she was. Desire seemed to fill her aura, barely contained underneath a simply sensual countenance.

"Ah... Go ahead," he managed. Kitsune smiled, and leaned lover the chair he was sitting in, large, heavy breasts hanging right in front of him.

"About Motoko," she said. Mischief entered her aura. "What did you do to her?"

Damnit... He couldn't help it. He had a soft spot for tsundere women (Naru didn't count because she just kept hitting him until he fucked her into a gooey mess), and Motoko in particular. And through the Ero-Vision, he saw that she would do anything for him, anything at all, so long as he loved her. And, for all his aggression in various loops towards her, he did.

But in this particular loop, he'd decided to shut her up in his classic way-Seducing her and leaving her a trembling, happy wreck. He'd done it on the train she'd taken here in the original timeline, and convinced her to not be overtly affectionate towards him.

Kitsune, however, was very observant. Hell, she probably knew he'd been taking Motoko in the hot springs, on the roof, in the woods, on the train...

Hey, some loops he liked to be monogamous. Well, he liked to try to be monogamous.

"... You probably already know," Keitaro replied calmly. "So, why don't you just say what you have to say?"

Kitsune's eyes opened all the way in shock, but she quickly recovered. "Well... I was hoping to draw things out a bit, but if you're insistent... I want you to pay my bar tab and let me stay rent free for at least two months... Unless you'd like me to spill the beans about this to everyone, mmm?"

Keitaro mentally sighed. Kitsune was horny after watching him and Motoko go at it. Really, it wasn't that hard to read her anymore, even without the Ero-Vision.

So, with that in mind, he yanked her into his lap.

"Ah!" Kitsune cried, and stared at him. Her eyes were definitely pretty, he reflected. He could look into them for hours.

"I have a counter-proposal," he growled low in his throat. He pulled her into a kiss, and his hands went to every sensitive spot on her body. She moaned helplessly into his mouth, and broke the kiss.

"Kon~... I have a feeling I know what it is~," she purred back.


A few hours of sex later, Kitsune was cuddled up behind him, a broad smile on her face as she held Keitaro tightly. Keitaro sighed.

"Mmmm..." She hummed happily. "That... Was grrrrreat..."

"Yeah," Keitaro said. He then smirked, and pulled out of her grasp. Kitsune blinked.

"Eh?"

"That's worth about four months of rent, on time, right there, don't you think? Not to mention some chores, helping out around the inn, and a few other things," Keitaro said, calmly getting dressed.

"You-You... You're telling me, that if I want you to keep having sex with me, I need to... To pay for it?" Kitsune demanded. Keitaro finished dressing, and nodded. Kitsune trembled in a mix of anger and lust.

"I... Hn," she huffed, looking away. "It wasn't that great."

"Sure it wasn't," Keitaro said, hiding his grin as he saw Kitsune get hotter through the Ero-Vision. Probably his arrogant tone. Daddy issues, this one.

"I-I'm just fine without it... You can't charge me anyway, it's illegal," she continued.

"You're breaking my heart," Keitaro said drolly. "Anyway, I'll expect the rent on time tommorrow. If you pay it, well..."

"Well...?" Kitsune asked, trying to sound disinterested. Keitaro smirked and shrugged.

"Page 47. Kama Sutra. Updated edition." He turned, letting it sink into Kitsune's brain.

His foot was just outside the door when she jumped him from behind.

"Ah... Perhaps I... Spoke too soon," she murmured. Keitaro managed to restrain a chuckle, and let himself get dragged back inside.

It was nice to feel like a winner sometimes...


Kitsune can be difficult to write sometimes, hopefully I've done a decent job with her.