'Alpha Male'
'Love Hina' is by Ken Akamatsu

Chapter 12: We all have to start somewhere

Busy, busy, busy…

Early Wednesday evening…

"There are just too many fucking e-mails and text messages today," mutters Keitaro to himself. The past three days had been relatively easy with keeping up on correspondence, but this evening is a different matter. He looks at what is on the screen before him, bows his head a little and rubs between his eyes to help relieve some of the mental strain.

All that massaging his temple seems to do is to remind him of how stressed out he really is.

'Whoever said that things were supposed to get better as the week went on is definitely full of shit?' thinks Keitaro rhetorically, 'By all of the gods, I wish Kana-chan was here.'

Keitaro has been staring at the screen of his laptop since he came home from Toudai late this afternoon, and only took a short break for dinner.

One thing for sure, he truly does miss his Imouto-chan Kanako since she had taken off with Hina Baa-chan. After testing out to shorten the first semester of her second year, she wanted to experience some 'real life' adventures and have fun while traveling through North America.

Whenever she would come over, her help was invaluable in keeping him organized and on track with the mundane day-to-day family business. In addition, it made Naru happy to see her as well as he would listen to their caterwauling during her visits.

Keitaro is smart enough to realize that genius does not always translate being a good manager of ones' time, although he is thankful to be better at it than most people are in his strata. Having Haruka and her business acumen at his disposal on a daily basis has also been a blessing-in-disguise. He knows that her MBA is not just another framed piece of paper that hangs on her office wall down at the Tea Shoppe.

"I am thankful that Kana-chan wants to live here as well when she returns from America," he whispers scrolling down one extendedly long email.

Keitaro sighs half sarcastically as he regains his focus.

In America, a young woman sneezes.

He does not want a coterie of assistants slaving over things for him, as he would rather do for himself. That in of itself may have to change as Isao's Tou-san keeps sending him staff applicants to look at on a daily basis.

In addition to this, after the rebuild he believes that Isao will become his butler and the head of his household. Hina Baa-chan is probably going to insist on it. There is no one he trusts more than the young man who has proven himself trustworthy on numerous occasions.

"His fiancé is a great planner and organizer too," whispers Keitaro, "She will make a great assistant for Shinobu-chan."

Yoko Oba-san sent him copies of the plans she drew for staff housing that Keitaro plans on having built where the old Urashima Annex used to stand. He personally sought permission from Hina Baa-chan to have the old eyesore torn down last year.

"The property is yours to do want you want, Kei-kun," replied Hina when he made his query.

Mariko Ōoba-san laughed when Hina told her.

'They will have a much larger onsen for their own personal use,' he muses thinking about all of the changes that are coming.

As has been his habit lately, Keitaro sits at his desk and attempts to get some Urashima clan work finished before moving onto his Grad studies. Although he has no more papers to write and his class work is nearly complete this semester, there is still the major two-day cataloging event coming up just before the campus shutdown.

It helps that Tokyo University will be closing early this year due to major construction on the main campus.

Rolling with the punches, he keeps forging ahead.

Pulling out a flash drive out from a hidden drawer in his rolltop desk, he inserts it into a port of his laptop and waits. When it opens, he immediately adds some new information regarding the upcoming summertime events, most of which are speculative right now.

With what he has in mind concerning the women in his life, Keitaro hopes that Karma stays on his side.

Closing that particular folder after saving the information on it, he opens another one at the bottom of the page.

"It has already begun," he says nodding at what is on the screen.

First…

On Monday, he had called the family solicitor in Tokyo to make an appointment with the senior partner.

When the line connects, he talks to a receptionist who forwards his call to the senior partner who always takes care of his business personally.

"As ever Keitaro-sama, I and this firm are ever at your disposal," says the solicitor respectfully.

One down…

Second…

That same evening Keitaro goes over the Hinata construction timetables because he needs to figure out where nine people can stay on a very short notice.

Yoko Oba-san gave him a great suggestion of where they can all go and relax together this summer. He has never been to the Otohime home island, only to their compounds in Osaka and Okinawa.

In addition, he knows that Mutsumi's Kaa-san would love to see him again.

He will want to ask the others about this before finalizing any reservations, as they may have their own suggestions about where to go.

"Hmmm…, Yoko Oba-san is very close to Otohime Natsumi-san," muses Keitaro quietly, "Maybe she can help, or at least ask. That of course would be one less worry for me." Taking a moment, he thinks about the woman who had brought him into this world and knows that there is a certain connection between the two of them. To what extent that is, only the gods know…

"Enough of that for now," says Keitaro sitting back in his chair. He places these thoughts on the back burner and changes tack.

Pushing away from his desk and getting up from his big chair, Keitaro walks over to the open balcony window. Stepping outside, he looks out at the bay off in the distance.

Around the Hill, there is little to do before Yoko Oba-san takes on the role of superintendent and oversees the renovation of the ancient Hinata manse along with re-building its dilapidated outbuildings.

Nevertheless, these few items are only the 'tip of the iceberg' as he sees it.

There is still about 50 gigabytes of material that he has typed into and then had downloaded from his laptop onto flash drives over the past couple of months. Working with this, his next trick will be to try to make a coherent presentation to Haruka and those who live with him before the actual physical construction begins in early July.

What he has to say should go over better now since a couple of the residents are a lot more receptive to him. Even he did not foresee them changing their attitudes that fast.

Both Keitaro and Master Ryu smile at the definite changes in the two young women.

"Next Thursday," says Keitaro aloud in a 'Eureka' moment.

Quickly walking back to his desk, he sits and blocks out some time to get everything organized for a big meeting he now wants to hold with them next Friday.

Right now, Kitsune is too busy writing and trying to flirt with him, as well as Shinobu, to pry into his business, and…

"Kaolla is also too busy getting rid of her old 'toys' and deleting databases of such nonsense to be a problem," muses Keitaro humorously about his 'wife'.

Master Ryu laughs.

Two down…

Yesterday morning Tokyo U…

Before meeting up with Mutsumi, Naru and Motoko for lunch, Keitaro put in a call to the shop where he had some special rings made two years before.

The master jeweler took the call personally and informed him that he is, as always, at the disposal of the Urashima clan. He seems to be hearing that a lot lately…

Keitaro then gives the man a cursory description of what he wants. Pulling a flash drive from his shirt pocket, he looks at it for a moment, and says, "I will send you the info and specifications in about an hour. I have to go for now."

He places the drive back into his pocket and heads to his rendezvous.

After a fun lunch, Keitaro heads back to the Science Building where he works. Setting his laptop up on his desk, he plugs the cord into a wall socket and turns it on. Linking into the University's internet, Keitaro goes brings up the website that he wants. This is when he plugs the certain flash drive into his machine

In an e-mail attachment, he sends the pertinent information off to the jeweler.

It tells the jeweler the type, size and amount of what he wants made. He is 'guesstimating' this and believes that with his cognitive abilities, there should be no problems.

Keitaro receives a quick conformation that his order will be easy to fill, and when he can expect to pick it up.

Nodding in affirmation, he moves on…

Three down…

Yesterday afternoon, he also received a text message from Yoko Oba-san inviting him out to lunch tomorrow before his big date with Kitsune. Seeing her is always a pleasure and it will give him the break that he needs in between all of his other stops.

Smiling at her message, Keitaro answers back and informs her that he will meet her at the bistro in the Urashima Building.

"Two dates in one day," he says trying not to get hard.

Along with this, Keitaro also made an appointment with the top design tailor in the Shinjuku area of Tokyo. Since he is the Urashima heir, the owner gave him his undivided attention and cleared his calendar so he could personally take care of his shops' most prestigious client.

Yoko Oba-san and Haruka have brought him there many times as part of their spoiling him rotten over the years. His Otō-san and Ruka Oji-san also have their suits made there, as do many other prominent people in their family and social strata.

'Knowing Kit-chan,' thinks Keitaro sitting back at his desk still daydreaming as the shadows get longer, 'She will probably wear something special to knock my eyeballs out. I think it is only fair that I do the same thing.'

The store manager informed Keitaro that he is at his disposal and already knows of his sizes.

'I guess it pays to be an Urashima then,' he muses once more back in the present.

The day before, Keitaro checked to confirm the four special reservations that he had made for his big date tomorrow night. He had sent out three text messages and then had received back three confirmations.

Four down and only one thing remains for right now.

The most difficult thing…

A 'fun' conversation…

Back fully to Wednesday evening, as his perusing ends…

Well, one more call is all that Keitaro has to make, and he rues it somewhat. This last call is to someone for whom he holds in the highest regard, and hopes that she is not too upset with him.

This person has a legendary temper and a vocabulary to match…

Sitting in his comfortable office chair, Keitaro makes sure that he is extra comfortable as he picks the smart phone up off the desk. Nervously hitting a number on the speed dial, it is his hope that the speaker does not melt during this conversation.

So…

"Moshi, moshi," comes a familiar voice that sounds a bit disgruntled on the other end, "What the fuck, Kei-kun! Why in the hell have I not heard from you in a while? Did you forget about me or something?"

"Gomenasai, Mariko Ōoba-chan," responds Keitaro sounding a bit sheepish.

"Well! I'm waiting," says Mariko angrily not giving him any room to maneuver.

"I have been very busy since starting my Master's Program at Tokyo U," responds Keitaro trying to placate her, "Plus, I am also trying to get the Hinata re-build organized with Yoko Oba-san."

She is the one person in his family that he hates disappointing because of their close relationship.

"Oh bullshit, Kei-kun," says Mariko not at all happy with his excuses, "Even with everything that is going on right now, you can still spare some time just to call and say hello. I do not even think that would kill you, but 'be that as it may'. Now then, do you still want to use the limo and Isao-san this Thursday evening? If you do, just tell me something then, what is her name and are you going to get 'some' afterwards? Where are you taking for dinner and are you going to a club after that? Do you have a room at a good hotel booked for the evening?"

Mariko asks these questions in rapid succession just for the shock value, she loves needling him whenever the chance arises.

On Monday, she had received his e-mail on this subject, but did not reply in hopes that he would call and ask her himself.

There is a deafening silence on the other end of the line for a moment. Almost an eternity…

Laughing, Mariko listens to him sputter on the other end of the line. There is nothing sacred or off limits to her, because she loves seeing just how far she go in embarrassing him and how many shades of red she can make his face turn at once.

Hina though, just asks her not to let things get too much out of hand. Her Nee-chan has had many a good laugh when listening in on her conversations with the two on the phone.

"Ōoba-chan!" answers Keitaro after the initial shock of what she said wears off a little.

It would not surprise him if somehow she has figured out his plans to spoil Kitsune rotten on their big date coming up tomorrow night. Her intuition frightens him by its accuracy sometimes. He also knows that her mind is always in the gutter, so this is nothing new to him.

Mariko laughs and decides that she has done enough damage for now in getting him all flustered.

"I am just busting your balls like I used to do with your Tou-san, Kei-kun," says Mariko deciding to let him off the hook and be a bit more merciful, "He would turn a bright shade of crimson when Hina and I would tease him unmercifully when he was courting your Kaa-san. Let me just tell you this before I go, you can have the car and my driver tomorrow night. Also, if you are going all out for this young woman, whoever she may be, treat her as if she is someone very special. Okay."

She changes her tack into a more serious mode, which catches him slightly at unawares.

Keitaro takes a few moments to collect his thoughts, he then replies, "Hai, Ōoba-chan. Oh yes, and before I go. Next week I would like to stop by your penthouse with Haruka to discuss something very important with you. That is if I may."

"Kei-kun, you know my door is always open for the two of you. However, do me a favor though before your visit. Call and first check with my secretary to see if my calendar is clear on the day that you want to drop by. It would piss me off if I was busy then and missed you two," says Mariko in a more thoughtful tone of voice.

"Hai, Mariko Ōoba-chan," responds Keitaro respectfully. Even though he is the family heir, Keitaro always gives proper deference to his elders within the Urashima. This is why he is so highly thought of by everyone in the clan.

After the connection breaks, Keitaro plugs his smart in before setting it on a shelf in his rolltop and sighs in relief.

"At least she is not pissed off at me," he mutters under his breath.

That is four less things on his plate, but…

With Haruka, as her day winds down…

After a successful day of business, Haruka sits at her office desk perusing some of the old photo albums containing pictures of her and Keitaro. With her laptop turned on, she reminisces about where and when they took each photo together down through the years.

After taking the expense to have old photographs professionally digitized onto flash drives, she had the albums sealed away in plastic storage boxes and has them stacked in the back of her closet. With the new digital format, she can peruse them anytime she wants to now. She even had the collection given to her by Narumi Oba-san digitized as well and had the drives duplicated for her.

Narumi Oba-san sent her an email afterward thanking her for getting this done.

Scrolling through some of her favorite photos, Haruka believes that taking the time to do this was worth all the effort and expense. After all, he is her most important and precious person. The agreement Haruka made with him that Saturday evening is weighing heavily on her mind because she loves him so much.

It also haunts her when she goes to bed and cries herself to sleep knowing that another woman is in his arms. For eight years, it was just them, now though…

Perhaps that is the reason why she almost raped him after he popped up to her place after visiting from her parent's house. With Harumi distracted and them together on her bed, she was in no mood then for taking any prisoners as she had his take her until needing to shower before dinner.

Scrolling through another set of photos, she remembers when they went to the Egg Dome and saw the Yomiuri Giants play the Yakult Swallows. The pennants that they bought together that evening are still hanging on her bedroom wall.

Haruka sighs.

One of the moments that Haruka takes a lot of comfort in each day is receiving texts and e-mails from Harumi. She is very thankful for her Imouto-chan and wants to find a special gift for Harumi on her tenth birthday just before the O-tsukimi Festival in October. Photos together of the two siblings are also on flash drives preserved alongside the other ones she has of her beloved.

She then plugs a flash drive in with his baby pictures on it and stops…

Something stored on the back burner of her memory then comes to the forefront when she sees the first picture she took with Keitaro. On the screen before Haruka is a photo of when she held her beloved in her arms when he was only two days old. It is one of her favorite memories.

'He was so precious back then,' she thinks. A tear forms and falls on her cheek.

Suddenly, a smile comes over her beautiful face and chases away any lingering feelings of regret that she has been carrying around with her. Haruka looks at his sweet innocent face and comes to a decision about their future together.

However, when she finalizes this decision, there will be some possible consequences. With Keitaro by her side, Haruka knows that she will be able to cope with whatever comes her way.

Then, there is also possible reaction her Kaa-san and Tou-san will have, not to mention Hina Obaa-san's, to this as well.

Haruka believes her parents and Harumi will be supportive, the rest will be a toss-up until she knows for sure. Haruka does not enjoy speculating too much, as surety is what she craves with her upcoming life-altering decision.

As of right now, there is a certain item upstairs in her bathroom medicine chest that has been a part of her life for the past eight and a half years. That item is one she wants to cut permanently from her daily routine.

To compound this situation further, the two rings sitting in upstairs in her jewelry box is something that she would love to wear on the third finger of her left hand. Keitaro gave them to her as surety, and she would gladly wear them in public because she loves him so much.

Is she willing to do without this item to ensure her own future happiness as well as his, or, is this just a selfish dream on her part?

At thirty-one, Haruka knows better than anyone does because she is not getting any younger.

"Kei-kun, sometimes I love you so much that it hurts," whispers Haruka. She tenderly touches his face on the screen and smiles as more tears fall from her beautiful eyes.

Haruka has made her decision it seems, so she closes the folder on the flash drive and pulls from the USB port before turning off her laptop.

So, where were we?

Keitaro sneezes.

"What the hell?" he asks to no one in particular after compartmentalizing everything and trying to wind down his evening.

Having an eidetic memory is a good most of the time, but when perusing the personal aspects of his life it can be a big pain in the balls.

"Last one," whispers Keitaro after he had fired up his laptop one more time to organize some his more miscellaneous notes.

Keitaro hits the 'save' tab and watches the flash drive in the side of his laptop light up, when it stops he knows that the upload is complete. Pulling the storage device from the USB port, he sets it aside for the moment.

Taking a quick breath and slowly letting it out, he is finally finished for the evening.

Overhead, Keitaro hears some swearing come from Naru's room and knows that she is finishing up with a major project of her own.

'Yuck, that was fucking disgusting,' he thinks blanching while looking at the hatch that he put in.

With nothing more to do, Keitaro turns off his laptop and watches the machine as it shuts down. Placing his arms up, he interlaces his fingers together behind his head and swivels his big chair around to look out his sliding-glass door.

Keitaro smiles as his attention turns to the women who live with him, and the attention they have been showing him in return.

"It has become part of my daily routine now," he whispers as certain events enter his mind.

Master Ryu is beside himself with laughter…

(Here is a synopsis of what happened.)

Early Monday afternoon…

Sliding open the front door to his home, Keitaro steps into the front foyer after a rather uneventful day. He had just finished an early afternoon lecture and afterwards decided to come home.

Before climbing up the main stone steps, he had texted the other three Toudai students who live with him that he would be taking a mid-afternoon tram back to Hinata City instead of catching a ride with Mutsumi.

The Priestess answered him first and texted him back saying that she had a later class that day, before attending a seminar in the evening. In addition, she had texted Shinobu about leaving her dinner in the fridge until she got home later on.

Keitaro blushed when she sent him a supplemental text to say if he would have waited, they could have broken in her backseat together.

Since Sunday, Mutsumi has been a lot more sexually aggressive ever since their experience in Hawaii. After sleeping together in his room and waking up together the next morning, she still wanted even more from him.

The most positive result of being with Mutsumi is that his smile shined almost as brightly as hers did.

As a side note, the Okinawan Turtle Priestess also sent him a 'selfie' from one of the University bathroom stalls later in the day. She undid her top and bra exposing her large boobs to him along with a very sunny smile.

'Whoa!' he thinks never expecting that from her. Keitaro had downloaded the aforementioned 'selfie' onto a flash drive that contains all of his naughty pics.

Naru also sent an answering text telling him that she would be home in time for dinner and would be taking a later tram. Her 'selfie' was a bit nastier…

His collection has been steadily growing as even Kaolla has gotten into the act.

Shinobu, although a beauty in her own right, is still too shy.

After taking off his shoes, he foregoes slipping into his ubiquitous house slippers. The weather outside is pleasant and the temperature is comfortable enough him inside, so he decides to walk about in his stocking feet.

When he stepped into the common room to ask Kitsune if she had brought the mail up yet, Keitaro instead got a very nice bit of 'eye candy' from her.

Speaking of which, Kitsune sits on the couch with the large coffee table pulled up close. Strewn about the surface is a plugged in laptop as well as some note pads and flash drives. It looks as if she has been quite busy…

That is not what immediately captured his eye though, what did capture it caused his cock to harden and nearly burst through his jeans.

'She can be so nasty sometimes,' thinks Keitaro as he laughs before continuing.

Kitsune took notice of his predicament right away, which in her mind allowed for some extremely naughty ideas to form. Since becoming intimate with Keitaro, the Fox has not been one to turn away an opportunity to tease or pleasure him whenever it presented itself like this.

"Okaeri, Kei-kun," says the Fox looking up from her laptop. With a pencil tucked into her ear, she turns towards him and sticks out her prominent barely covered chest.

"Tadaima, Kit-chan...," says Keitaro stopping suddenly barely even able to get that out of his mouth.

"Like what you see, sweetie?" she asks turning it into a proposition, "I hope you will at least let me give you a proper welcome home".

Since no one else is here right now, the common room presents itself as a good place as any for what she has in mind.

"Whoa," says Keitaro gawking at her almost dumbstruck.

"Now that you are home, Kei-kun," purring in a sultry tone while taking the pencil from her ear and setting it on the coffee table, "How about I give you a sample of what you can expect from me on Thursday?"

Nodding dumbly as his mouth falls open, he sees her stand up from the couch and saunter slowly towards him.

Wearing a short, sheer light-blue baby doll-style nightie that drapes itself over her huge perfectly shaped breasts, a small chain in the middle is all that holds it together. Mostly open to his view, her bare midriff runs all the way down to a string panty that covers almost nothing.

He likes seeing his own personal goddess this way.

Kitsune's predatory smile widens when she looks down and sees what he thinks of her ensemble.

"You know how this is going to end, Kit-chan," says Keitaro gulping as his wits return to him. Right now, he is not thinking about Thursday night as this sultry beauty now stands before him.

"It goes without saying, lover," replies Kitsune.

Reaching out, he grabs her ass as she simultaneously jumps into his arms.

"I want you to wreck me, Kei-kun," demands the Fox in between tongue-laden kisses.

Reaching for his zipper as her hands clasp around his neck, Kitsune screamed when Keitaro moved her panty aside and rammed himself up to her uterus in one shot.

For the next thirty minutes, Kitsune surprised him by showing that she was more than ready for Thursday evening…

(Back to reality.)

"Oh shit," says Keitaro coming back around to reality.

In the confinement in his jeans, his dick is very uncomfortable as he sits back down at his desk.

'Damn it to hell, Kitsune really did a job on me. What a screamer,' thinks Keitaro in retrospect trying to stifle his laughter. She went 'above and beyond' to show him that she is ready for their date.

Subsequently, Kitsune had a good laugh at his expense when he had to mop the floor up afterwards. It is because of the big mess that they made together in the middle of the common room.

He hears Master Ryu laughing raucously in the background. It seems like the Dragon is enjoying the situation that his pupil is putting himself through, and it seems like an interesting set of circumstances to his Sensei.

In thinking about the beautiful women who live with him, and what they do in making sure he stays happy, causes Keitaro to have an almost constant hard on when at home.

'I have nothing to bitch about,' he thinks getting up for a bit to allow his 'friend' some room.

(Then this happened…)

Later the same day after his tryst with Kitsune, Motoko was also extremely horny and scantily clad as well. She was wearing a sheer pink baby doll nightie and matching tiny string panty.

It has surprised everyone around here how much her personality has changed over the past few days. Compounding this situation, she grabbed him in the hallway outside his room, threw him against the wall and kissed him very passionately before dropping to her knees to give her Keitaro-sama a blowjob in the open hallway.

Both Mutsumi and Kitsune watched quietly from the stairwell. From there, they both silently cheered her on.

The Fox also smiled at her own earlier bit of fun with Keitaro.

After his initial shock wore off, he stood there and enjoyed her excellent ministrations before flooding her mouth.

Swallowing everything without wasting a drop, she got up and said, "I have a lot of work to do this evening, my Keitaro-sama. If I did not, you could expect me to take care of a lot more of than just your simple needs." For emphasis, she runs her hand over his still hardened length and smiles wantonly.

Kissing him once more, Motoko reluctantly releases Keitaro and turns towards the closest stairway. Sashaying her lovely ass down the hallway, she turned to wink and blow him a kiss before going up to her room.

Residual giggling from the main stairwell.

With his acute hearing, Keitaro caught the two voyeurs having their own bit of fun at his expense…

"I see that she has mastered advanced cock-teasing," whispers Mutsumi with a brilliant smile.

A surprised Kitsune looks at the Turtle Priestess in awe and drawls, "That is a massive understatement, sweetie."

'Why me!' he screams in his mind while throwing off some of his energy to keep from going off a second time while entering his room.

Master Ryu laughed once more in the background.

This is not the end of it though…

Late yesterday afternoon, Shinobu slides the front door open and comes in doffing her shoes for house slippers after Kaolla drops her off out front. She made a beeline towards her room to change out of her school uniform so she could get dinner ready.

Keitaro helped Shinobu with the dishes after dinner since Kitsune was busy working in her room. One thing led to another, leading the petite chef to become the happy recipient of some very hot and heavy sex in his room.

Shinobu has no idea how many time she screamed, "Senpai," as the man she practically worships took her four times without stopping.

Her stamina as they made love amazed him as they changed positions seamlessly. She did not even want to separate and rest in between orgasms.

He even heard Kitsune peeping in on them when he flooded Shinobu during their last climax together.

The petite chef positively glowed when they popped on down to the onsen, where she had to have him again.

Once the two were through downstairs, Keitaro popped them back up his room.

She slept peacefully in his arms after they shared one last kiss good night together.

"I have never seen Shinobu-chan glow so radiantly," whispers Keitaro after sighing.

His petite chef was very happy at first light as she stirred in his arms. Shinobu opened her eyes and decided to wake him up by taking care of his 'morning wood', and after swallowing his gift to her, she laughed at the comical look on his face.

Shinobu gets him out of his futon so he can go practice with Motoko.

After one last deep French kiss from her Senpai, she heads to her room to dress and begin the day ahead with a huge smile on her face.

This morning, the trend continued when he went over to the roof deck and worked out with a still very horny Motoko.

The Turtle Priestess surprised both of them when she came up here with the brunette.

Haruka has told him on a number of occasions that he is going to have to figure women out all by himself. That means he has to muddle through with seven ravenously horny lovers now, as they all emphatically refuse to clue him into how they think.

Not even Shinobu will 'throw him a bone'.

Just before dawn, Motoko bombarded him with waves of lust as they attempted to do their Katas together.

Mutsumi and Naru were no help as both women giggled and snickered throughout the whole exercise time.

Naru had her own issues with distracting him as she went up there sans bra once more.

'I guess that visit to the morgue and the dissections she did really did stress her out,' thinks Keitaro at how agitated the brunette looked as she put out a lot of effort in working through her morning Katas.

Mutsumi, doing something that only Keitaro saw, got a reaction out of the young Samurai that left the crotch of her shorts completely soaked after quietly having an orgasm.

In the subsequent shower that they took together afterwards, she almost did not let him go after they had some extremely intense sex under a running showerhead.

With the other two women standing nearby, the Samurai is almost deafening when in the throes of an orgasm. There is much laughter, as Mutsumi and Naru have to cover their ears on a couple of occasions.

The two also wanted equal time and the stall became rather crowded with four people in there.

'At least Naru-chan was less stressed after her workout,' he subsequently adds remembering how good she felt under the running water.

However, in taking Naru last, Mutsumi took Motoko over to another stall and stopped being passive-aggressive with her too.

It seems that the younger woman enjoyed herself with a woman for the first time.

For once, Kaolla left the sliding glass door on her balcony open. She laughed when her best friend had her way with her 'husband' and then the Priestess.

Keitaro almost had to pop out when all three had wanted him for another go-round.

(Back to the present…)

"By the Kami, Mo-chan sure as hell made up for being too busy yesterday," whispers Keitaro trying to get around having a foursome for the first time.

This is when Keitaro finds himself in the middle of a major conundrum about the sleeping arrangements. Some of the residents are beginning to snipe at each other about who will sleep with him and when.

With Haruka's feelings in the mix to consider; Kitsune, Naru and Motoko are starting to become a little too possessive; Mutsumi and Shinobu are becoming a bit 'put out' with the stress, and Kaolla informs everyone that she wants her turn sleeping beside her 'husband' at night.

Keitaro stands up to breathe in some fresh air from off the balcony once more and concentrates on slowing down his pulse rate. The stress of this situation has not upset him too much because open warfare has not broken out, yet.

In addition, he is a man with many unique talents and qualifications, so maybe handling a harem with some very beautiful and willing young women in it will not be too difficult for him. At least he hopes this will be the case…

Once again, he sets aside and compartmentalizes the week's events so far for another time.

After a few minutes of emptying his mind, his center returns to normal. Since it is relatively quiet, Keitaro breathes a little easier and waits for the next scenario to manifest itself.

Most men would give anything to have the situation that Keitaro is in, which is, having seven beautiful who are at your 'beck and call' day or night. If they only knew the half of it.

This is when his thoughts take a definite serious turn…

When the others find out about his romantic relationship with Haruka, everything around the Hinata could possibly change. He knows that his first lover will not allow anyone to take her place either by his side or in his bed.

He can only wait to see what will happen, when it happens.

A possible solution comes into his mind just then. Keitaro sits at his desk once more and fires up his laptop. This is something that he can no longer delay.

His laptop screen come back to life.

Plugging the flash drive with his 'to do' list back in, he clicks on a file and adds: 12. Have the girls decide amongst themselves what night of the week they want to sleep with me. It can be any night but Sunday, because that one belongs to my Haru-chan. Items 1-11 deal with things about the Hinata and other future considerations for the residents who live here now, as well as ones for who may possibly be added later.

'Master, when you had decisions to make, how did determine what your top priority was?' asks Keitaro in a calmer frame of mind.

'My boy, it seems to me that you have everything planned out very well. Trust that what you want do next is the right way to go,' answers Master Ryu encouraging his pupil. The Dragon sees that Keitaro is going to be very busy for a longtime to come.

Keitaro smiles and nods his head slightly. He will rely on his mentor's wisdom to see him through until everything is finished. With everything now in motion there is little to do except to watch and allow everything to unfold.

With his major tasks for the day now hopefully complete, Keitaro turns his mind onto what is next.

He needs to pick out something decent to wear for his appointment with the tailor in downtown Tokyo tomorrow morning.

Walking over to his closet, he slides open the door and steps inside

"Good thing Haru-chan and Yoko Oba-chan have spoiled me so much over the last few years," says Keitaro rummaging through his large closet. The two women in question have lavished upon him only the best, high-end and top-named quality clothing. Passing by some Armani™ suits as being too ostentatious, he looks at his casual clothing instead.

'I do not need to give anything away just yet,' he thinks finding a new unopened dress shirt and some slacks hanging in clear plastic carrier.

"This will do," he whispers moving them aside for tomorrow morning.

With this task complete, Keitaro sits back at his desk and switches gears once again.

Needing some time alone together…

In the room overhead, an internal debate rages.

"Well then, that is that," says Naru feeling a tad queasy.

Paper spits out from her all-in-one copier and the machine collates the pages for her. These pieces of paper are her findings from the corpse dissection that she performed Monday at the Prefecture morgue in Tokyo and the results of that post-mortem. Her Kyōju wants it handed in by tomorrow afternoon.

She wishes that she could just send it as part of an email attachment just to get rid of the damned thing.

"This project was so fucking gross," she says blanching at some of the printed autopsy photos, "I am glad that I never have to do anything like it again."

It is only a minor annoyance compared to what is really bothering her.

Needing to empty these thoughts from of her mind, Naru knows that Keitaro is alone in his room one floor below her. More than anything, she would love to spend some intimate time with him, and then maybe wash his back afterwards down in the onsen.

As earlier today in the shower, she would like to rid her mind of those disgusting memories.

Smiling at the thought of having sex with her lover, Naru gets up from her desk and stretches the kinks out of her beautiful body before walking over to her open sliding glass door.

Opening it wider, Naru steps out onto the balcony and breathes in some of the fresh warm evening air. She knows what she wants to do next.

This evening, Naru is dressed comfortably in her favorite red silk pajamas. Like the others who live here, she takes off her bra now when she gets home. For some reason, showing her assets off to the only man around here no longer bothers her. She wants Keitaro to notice her breasts and enjoys it when he fondles them.

The blush on her face deepens as she looks at the beautiful evening sky and believes it to be a good omen. Her mind wanders off for a moment while thinking about when she had met up with Keitaro in his office on campus last week. She remembers making out with him as he fondled her breasts from behind, as well as how good his hands were in relieving her stress. It was nice to reach her arms back around his neck while their tongues twirled, and then later having sex up against the Hinata.

"Shit! I had better stop," hisses Naru quietly to herself. Her pussy begins to leak as she realizes just how tense and horny she is after finishing her report. There is no need to masturbate when the relief she seeks is on the other side of the trapdoor.

Down below…

Turning his chair around, Keitaro hears the trapdoor above him and sees Naru's long brunette braid drop through the hole along with her beautiful face.

"Are you busy right now, Kei-kun?" asks Naru smiling down at him. She has her fingers crossed on the hand that holds the hatch cover open.

"Your timing could not be more perfect, Naru-chan," answers Keitaro smiling back at her. He knocks on his desk at this lucky turn of events.

"I am finally finished with that damn autopsy report for my core class and have some time to spare tonight. Would you like some company, sweetie?" she asks after hearing his answer.

"Sure, Na-chan," he answers as his smile broadens, "I figured that is why you were doing all of the swearing up there."

Seeing her eyes light up, Keitaro gets out of his chair and steps over to wait for her under the hatchway.

"Here I come, sweetie," says Naru blushing slightly.

With the hatchway fully open, Naru drops through the hole and lands easily in his arms.

Throwing her arms about Keitaro's neck, Naru proceeds to give her lover a sizzling French kiss. There is a lot of longing and hunger behind it after she puts her lips onto his.

While their tongues still wrestle, he sets Naru down on her feet without either pair of lips separating.

On her toes, Naru gasps as Keitaro begins to fondle her full breasts.

The smooth material of her pajama top amplifies the sensations of what her lover is doing to them.

"Oh shit, Kei-kun," whispers Naru softly after their lips part, "I am so fucking wet again."

He says nothing in return. Her aura tells him that she needs a release from her tension.

Tilting her head back, she feels him nibble at an earlobe before licking the soft underpart.

Gently tweaking and tugging at her hardened pointed nipples, Keitaro sees that she is clearly enjoying herself.

Deciding to escalate things as he did in the shower that morning, his right hand enters her pajama bottom and gently runs through her soft pubic hair.

Gasping, Naru tenses slightly when his finger finds and lightly presses down on her hardened clit.

Hearing her pleasured sounds, Keitaro's hand goes lower and penetrates her sopping folds.

"You are such a hentai, Kei-kun," says Naru hissing softly as his finger goes deeper.

Feeling a second finger enter her pussy, she enjoys the sensations he causes. Sharing small kisses with her lover, the brunette does not know how much longer she can hold out.

"I see that you are horny tonight as well, Na-chan," says Keitaro smiling at her.

Silently nodding to her lover, a very happy Naru looks into his eyes and sees a lot of caring warmth in them.

Seeing that his beautiful brunette is clearly enjoying herself, he increases the friction directly onto her hardened clit without using anything extra.

Shuddering, Naru holds onto Keitaro tighter as her body, mind and spirit all rush closer what she seeks.

One more little touch…

"Kei-kun…, Oh-h-h shit! C-c-umm-ing!" hisses Naru as her pussy twitches and cuts loose. Climaxing heavily, the brunette squirts all over Keitaro's hand.

As the front of her pajama bottoms fully drench themselves, she feels her fluids exit and run down the inside of her thighs.

'Whoa,' thinks Keitaro.

Taking his hand out of her pajama, Keitaro brings it to his mouth and sticks his tongue out to lick her essence.

Enjoying an endorphin-caused rush, Naru's knees are about to give way when she feels his free hand grab hold of her gorgeous ass to keep her upright. Breathless with the feeling of exhilaration, she leans her head into his chest and smiles.

"That was so fucking intense, Kei-kun!" exclaims Naru looking up to see him lick the fingers that were just inside of her.

"Would you like to feel even better, Na-chan?" asks Keitaro offering her a taste of his finger.

"Baka, that is such a dumb question for you to ask," she replies while tasting herself.

After a few more moments, Naru steps out of his arms and quickly strips off her PJ's. Laying on top of his unopened futon, she spreads her legs in silent invitation to him.

It seems that the brunette knows what she wants and that she wants it now.

Wanting her as well, he takes his clothes off and joins her.

Feeling his engorged manhood enter her body, Naru places her arms around his neck and tenderly rasps, "Kei-kun, make me forget about that damned report."

"I will do my best, Na-chan," he replies as she locks her ankles around his thighs. This is when he adds a little something extra into the mix.

He pushes in deeper as she holds him tighter.

Knowing that this is why they are here, Keitaro gently makes love to Naru.

Holding each other very close and sharing tender kisses, our couple strives to clear their minds of everything else in this world except for each other. Becoming one is their primary goal as their bodies meld together and they work to become a single entity. Their combined heat continues to rise as it melts away all other thought.

Putting some Chi through where they connect, they subtly begin to glow. Light blue at first, it slowly then becomes a brilliant white light.

"Yes, Kei-kun," squeaks Naru ignoring the effect, "Right there." Moaning softly, he hits all of her deepest spots.

"Na-chan," gasps Keitaro. The brunette beauty underneath him feels so good tonight as she now occupies all of his thoughts.

She squeezes her legs tighter around his thighs.

Wanting to look at her as they make love, Keitaro and Naru change positions.

Kneeling as glowing apparitions now, he pulls her up and she straddles his lap spreading her legs very wide.

"Shit," she hisses feeling him plunge deeper into her core.

Placing his arms are underneath her knees, Keitaro grasps onto her beautiful ass as her feet freely dangle to the side.

With her in this position, they continue to make love.

Looking keenly at the man she is one with, Naru once again wonders how she could have been so stupid until not too long ago. These thoughts fade from her mind the longer that they have sex. That autopsy had really dragged her down…

'By all the gods,' she thinks happily, 'I love him so much.' The stress that she was under has melted away, and with any luck, she will be able to sleep tonight without any visions of that vile corpse still lingering in her mind.

Increasing his speed, he lets out a small snarl before…

The brilliance is almost blinding as their tryst reaches its apex.

"Na-chan… cumming…," gasps Keitaro feeling the first twitch of his prostate. One last deep thrust of his large cock inside her, he suddenly freezes.

"Kei-kun! Oh shit…, cum in me," squeals Naru as her thighs begin to spasm.

"Gah…," he grunts letting go.

In breathless anticipation, she arches her back and looks up at the ceiling. The brunette's toes curl under when she feels his first twitch and squirts heavily. Wrapping her arms around his head, she pulls her lover up close.

Concentrating on his release, Keitaro says nothing. He ignores the free nipple smashing itself against his lips and whimpers as the first bolt of his potent semen fires off into her uterus.

Eleven more shots quickly follow leaving her womb feeling warm and fully satiated.

Their joint orgasm is incredible and neither of them wants to move.

The glow quickly fades as Keitaro powers down.

"Arigato, my love," she whispers after he finishes.

There is no more stress troubling her mind.

Enjoying the afterglow, Keitaro and Naru touch foreheads while cooling off.

Then for the balance of the evening, their time goes on together without any interruptions from the other women who live here.

The only exception to this is when Keitaro hears the faint sounds of a certain voyeuristic Fox peeking in on them from the open balcony.

The bright light that came from the room next door attracted Kitsune into become a voyeur.

Kitsune's aura is such that he knows that she was watching and masturbating while trying to stifle her screams. She enjoyed the show and was even tempted to join in.

He heard a suppressed whimper from the Fox when the trio had all climaxed simultaneously.

Naru hears nothing but the breathing of her lover and whines when he pulls out of her body.

Once the tranquility that the two had experienced diminishes, he pops them down to the onsen.

Naru is used to her lover's special abilities and relishes it when he takes her down to the spa in his own inimitable way.

After a romantic backwashing, Keitaro sits in the warm water with Naru. Holding her closely, they wind everything down for the evening.

At the end of it all, the woman in question is lying fast asleep in his arms and has a smile of deep satisfaction on her lovely face.

The next morning…

Haruka wakes up after a peaceful night sleep in which there was some very naughty dreams about her beloved. There is a bit of stickiness down below after she relieved herself and passed out.

After getting out of bed and stripping off the sheets, she heads into the bathroom to take care of her morning needs. "My bladder is really full this morning," she muses sitting on the commode as it empties.

Next comes something that she needs to deal with when she opens the medicine chest and takes one last long look at a certain oval box before sighing. The decision she came to yesterday was at best a longtime in coming and at the very least, it was difficult to muster up the courage until looking at her beloved's pictures.

"Too much time wasted fucking around," she says wistfully before reaching for the toothpaste and grabbing her toothbrush.

With one less part of her morning ritual to do, she showers and dresses for the day before taking out fresh sheets from the closet to make her bed.

Having a quick moment, Haruka opens the door that leads outside and steps out onto her perch. She looks out at morning life in the municipality she calls home. It starts early around here with shopkeepers opening up and commuters waiting for the next tram to take them to their destinations.

Taking in a breath of fresh morning air, Haruka smiles and hopes to see her beloved today. She heads back inside and goes downstairs to begin her morning routine before opening the Tea Shoppe.

There is now a bright smile on her face as she heads over to the counter to fire up her largest coffee urn. One thing she loves about being an Urashima is, owning this Shoppe and the fact she can afford to purchase and serve up some of the finest coffees or teas from around the world any time day or night. It helps that caffeine has never bothered her since she drinks both even late into the evening.

Haruka goes to the back door to unlock it for when her employees show up and gets a wonderful surprise. It seems that her Karma is on a positive track today.

At first sight, Haruka throws herself at Keitaro and they almost land on the ground together outside of her backdoor.

Only his strength, and the fact that he looked up in time, prevents him from being flat out on his ass.

Her arms are around his neck as she uses force to pull him down for a passionate good morning kiss.

For once, he does not flail around when someone catches him off-guard. As calmly as possible, Keitaro reaches to wrap her slender waist up close and rests his hands on her lower back.

Not wanting to give the world a show as their tongues wrestle, she drags him into her office while still in a clinch and kicks the door closed behind them.

"Kei-kun, I am glad that you stopped by just now," says Haruka when the kiss breaks. It only stops because she needs to breathe.

Releases her, he gives her a few moments to step back and collect herself. Wanting to stay in control this morning, Keitaro foregoes fondling her beautiful large breasts or grabbing her luscious ass.

"We have a lot to talk about next time we are alone, sweetie," says Haruka. She fully understands his mindset and knows that he is in a very serious mood right now.

"I agree, Haru-chan," he responds, "There are a lot of things that I need to talk to you about as well." Knowing this woman better than anyone else, he can tell that something is agitating her this morning by sensing some slight changes in her aura. However, it seems though that her mood is on an upswing now that he is here.

"Sorry about grabbing you like that, sweetie," says Haruka looking him straight in the eye, "I just lost it right then because I do not have you all to myself anymore." A tear rolls down her lovely cheek, followed by a few more.

In addition, she notices how nicely Keitaro is dressed this morning and knows that he is going out on clan business.

"Hina Baa-chan's butler would be so upset with me for taking public transportation, Haru-chan," says Keitaro in an attempt to lighten their situation.

"He would be so apoplectic that Mariko would have a laughing fit until she was rolling on the floor," she replies trying not to laugh. She knows what he is attempting to do and appreciates it. 'Maybe he does understand me,' she thinks as an aside.

Haruka looks at the man that she loves with her very being and nods with a small smile.

What she has on her mind can wait in light of the mood switch.

"Aishiteru, Kei-kun," says Haruka.

She then hugs Keitaro very tight once more.

"Aishiteru, Haru-chan," he responds.

Then…

They both hear a sound that brings them back to reality and causes some major snickering on her part. This little distraction comes at a perfect time before their situation descends into the realm of melodrama.

"Oops," says Keitaro. His stomach growls a second time causing them to separate and look at it. This is when Haruka straightens his tie.

If Shinobu were to hear this, the petite chef would not be very happy with him right now.

"Are you hungry, sweetie?" asks Haruka smiling up at him. Her tears have all dried up and she is content again.

This time Keitaro nods. He is happy that his stomach has a mind and an agenda all of its own this morning.

"You are not leaving here this morning until you eat a good breakfast, do you hear me Urashima Keitaro-kun. Now go sit down at the dinner table," orders Haruka as she has done with him many times in the past.

Keitaro smiles at her and sits in the same exact place where this whole thing began as Haruka makes him his breakfast.

"Well, you probably have guessed why I am dressed this way," says Keitaro looking at her. He is deliberately keeping the subject on a lighter note.

It is quiet for a little bit, as she cooks. The smells in the kitchen are wonderful as the older cousin works her own brand of culinary magic. When the food is ready, she sets a plate full before him and heads back over to the urn.

"I know that you are going into Tokyo on some family business, sweetie. You also have a lunch date with my Okā-san," she says bringing some coffee over for him.

Unfortunately, he does not have a chance to respond to her…

Some of Haruka's employees begin to file in and nod their acknowledgments to the two.

They go about their business in getting the Tea Shoppe up and running for business this early morning.

Keitaro acknowledges her silently as he eats and says nothing else right now. Whatever other things they need to talk about will wait until later.

In addition, their circumstances is no one else's business.

At least she has the satisfaction of knowing that her Keitaro is going wherever he needs to today with a full stomach and her love.

Smiling again, Haruka gets up from the table because customers and commuters are beginning to pack the place. When she is sure that no one is looking, she quickly kisses his lips before stepping into the main room.

As the morning goes on…

Shortly after eating a good breakfast, a very content Keitaro sits on a tram bound for Tokyo. He can always count on his Haru-chan to feed him if he leaves the Hinata early and drops by the Tea Shoppe.

'If only we were married,' he thinks and catalogues this thought away for another time.

While sitting here in a partially occupied tramcar, Keitaro focuses on what he wants to accomplish before his big date with Kitsune tonight. His mind also goes over the list of what else is on today's agenda.

He makes a couple of changes to some items dealing with his first destination. Keitaro hopes that his status as the heir to one of the most important families' in Japan and tradition, in this case, will help him reach his goals.

Master Ryu countenances his pupil to work through his little state of affairs as he sees fit. The young man with whom he has shared a life with over the past eighteen years has shown a remarkable ability to think any situation through when most other people would feel overwhelmed by them.

Getting off the tram at the Shinjuku district main station in downtown Tokyo, Keitaro looks up and sees the Urashima Tower. It still staggers his mind that he is the heir and future owner of such a magnificent structure.

Normally, someone in his financial strata would have a chauffeur driven limousine drop him off in front where a coterie of assistants would meet him and see to his every whim, but…

Stopping at a crosswalk waiting for the light to change, he spies an upscale car dealership cattycorner from him that deals in both luxury Japanese branded vehicles from here and America as well as other makes of foreign sports cars. These cost more than what an ordinary salaryman can make in ten years, but Keitaro is far from being an ordinary salaryman.

As much as Keitaro likes taking public transportation to and from Toudai, he feels that with his growing status as the Urashima heir, taking the tram on a daily basis may no longer be a viable option for him in the future.

In addition to this, having Haruka drive him around, although she does it willingly and with much relish, makes him feel like he is taking advantage of her. Like that could ever happen.

After crossing the street, Keitaro stops for a moment to peruse the lot for what looks good to him, but for only a moment.

"I need to get going and get this done," he mutters distractedly before moving on. It is his desire to act and then take on more responsibilities as the heir to the Urashima family since he has only one more year of Grad School.

Crossing the street again and walking down the sidewalk in front of the Urashima Building, he heads to the main entrance. Around him is the normal, everyday din of people going back and forth through the main plaza as they go about their lives here in this megalopolis.

"It has been way too long," says Keitaro.

Stepping onto the main plaza, the door-captain recognizes Keitaro immediately and bows to him. Personally, the man opens to main door to the Urashima heir.

"Whoa," says Keitaro under his breath. He sees just how busy the lobby of the building is right now.

Then, he waves off having the man getting him some assistance. Keitaro does not need help or to peruse the directory, as the two biggest clients and the main penthouse residents are very familiar to him.

Stepping into the main elevator, the lift operator recognizes him as well and bows before taking Keitaro to his first destination on this busy morning.

'Urashima, Sato and Partners, Solicitors-at-Law' is what a large sign that greets him in both traditional Nihongo and western-style Romaji script on the wall in the main lobby after he steps out of the elevator.

Keitaro does not see the operator bow to him a second time as he walks over to the large main receptionist's desk.

"Ohaiyo gozaimasu, Urashima-dono," says a well-dressed receptionist behind the desk, "Sato-san is expecting you. He will be right out."

Recognizing who Keitaro is, she stands and bows to him in respect.

He smiles and returns the bow.

"Ohaiyo gozaimasu, Keitaro-sama. How may I be of service to you this morning?" says an older man also bowing to him.

An interesting start to Kitsune's morning…

In her bedroom, Kitsune wakes up after sleeping well. Her eyes open as she sees the sun's rays coming in through her open balcony.

Smiling, she sits up and stretches while sticking out her prominent chest. Reaching for the sky, the Fox arches her back getting out any kinks that may be in her luscious nude body this morning.

"Shit, I will not know what to do with myself the next time I have a dream like that," says Kitsune before swinging her beautiful legs around and getting out of bed. Flashes of what happened in her dream replay itself over once more and leave her with a lascivious smile on her face.

"I hope he takes me that often for real tonight," she adds trying not to laugh.

Stretching a second time, Kitsune stands up straight before bending over to see how flexible she is. At least she hopes that she is enough for tonight sake anyway.

Slipping on a very short silk robe, she walks over to her open sliding-glass door. Stepping onto her balcony, the Fox looks out over her lover's property.

Laughing to herself, Kitsune remembers how much of a voyeur she was last evening as she listened to Keitaro and Naru enjoying themselves in the passionate throes of some wonderful sex.

Her own pussy is still wet when she stood out here and masturbated while a hot-looking Naru was impaling herself on Keitaro's magnificent cock.

Kitsune is not jealous in the least that her best friend had him last night. On the contrary, she knew that the brunette needed him after that disgusting paper she had to write. (Naru had asked Kitsune to edit some details for her.)

'Those autopsy photos were totally nasty,' she thinks blanching slightly.

Looking down onto the balcony floor, Kitsune sees a partially dried wet stain from when she had fingered herself out here last night.

'Guess I have to get a mop and clean this mess up,' she thinks snickering again. The mess is quite substantial.

Peering over at the room next door, she notices that Naru is now stirring around and feeling about for Keitaro.

It seems he has already gotten up and left already just as he had announced at the dinner table. The Fox knows how busy he can be some days.

'He probably has some things to do before our big date tonight,' thinks Kitsune who then hears something coming from Keitaro's room.

"After last night, it would have been a good morning for snuggling," says Naru in a very pleasant tone. For some reason she does not seem too disappointed.

Once more, Kitsune looks in and sees an interesting sight. That is, a naked Naru sitting up and smiling brightly. The brunette just glows as she gets out of Keitaro's futon stretching quietly before grabbing her PJ's and throwing the top on.

Looking at the futon once more, Naru heads out Keitaro's door before closing it behind her.

'By all of the gods, he is going to fuck me shitless tonight or else,' Kitsune thinks giggling to herself heading back inside.

After seeing the contented smile on Naru's face after spending a great evening with their lover, she wants Keitaro to give her more of what she has already experienced with him after waking up tomorrow morning.

The Fox has no regrets about throwing out her old toys, as the couple next door would have heard her using one of them. Kitsune knows that she can be very loud when she has sex with Keitaro, or masturbating with one of her old battery-powered toys.

Last night was the first time that she did not scream out her release.

"Naru is really quiet when she has sex with Kei-kun," says Kitsune laughing in retrospect and feeling good about this day. Karma it seems is in her favor and the Fox hopes that it continues.

After putzing around a few more seconds, the Fox throws something on before heading out her door to get some morning coffee and maybe flirt with a certain blue-haired cutie before she heads off to school.

Downstairs…

"Ohaiyo, Shinobu-chan. Did you see Kei-kun this morning?" asks Kitsune coming in the kitchen door. She comes up behind the petite chef who is standing at the stove, puts her arms around her waist and gives the busy teen a quick peck on the cheek.

"Ohaiyo, Kitsune-Senpai. No I did not unfortunately," responds Shinobu smiling over her shoulder at the Fox. This is something that she is beginning to enjoy in the morning as her feelings for the Fox continues to grow.

Releasing Shinobu after one last hug, Kitsune saunters over to the cupboard for a mug to get some coffee from the urn on the counter. The ash-blonde cannot help but feel a set of cerulean eyes as they follow her across the floor. She smiles and looks back at the bluenette who instantly blushes at her.

"Sleep well, sweetie?" asks Kitsune trying to keep things innocuous.

"Yes I did, Kitsune-Senpai," answers Shinobu.

"Are you going to see me off later, Shinobu-chan? It should be very interesting to see how Kei-kun is going to spoil me rotten tonight," says Kitsune as she sits at the kitchen table. Pulling a big draw from the fresh brown liquid in her mug, she looks over the brim at Shinobu.

"I will be down at the Tea Shoppe, because I want to see…," is all the petite chef says as three more of her Senpais walk in. The rest of her sentence just hangs there, but the sentiment was very palpable.

Kitsune smirks as she sees that Naru is glowing with a beautiful smile this morning.

The three quickly grab their morning drink of choice while waiting for bentos from Shinobu.

There is the usual banter here with Naru and Motoko the victims of Kitsune's barbs this morning. Some are quite nasty as the ash-blonde has all four of the others blushing and dumbstruck with the filthy innuendo that she is spewing forth.

Motoko blushes the reddest of them all because yesterday she was extremely loud with Keitaro. The other two at least have the courtesy to redden some…

"All I can say to that is you will not be feeling so smug after Kei-kun has you begging for mercy tonight before leaving you looking thoroughly trashed by tomorrow morning," says Naru as a comeback. The two with her nod in agreement.

Shinobu giggles at that comment, which gets looks from the other four.

"Maybe so, but I will be enjoying every second of what he may do to me," retorts Kitsune with a leer. She relishes the thought of a romantic evening filled with passionate love making in a large bed as the man they all love takes her.

The four standing here in the kitchen with her can only smile, blush or squirm as their panties all dampen.

"We will see you down at Haruka's later," says Mutsumi whose face really lights up. Deciding to be conciliatory towards her roommate, she hopes that Keitaro will spoil her as well when the time comes.

Naru and Motoko nod in agreement with the Turtle Priestess.

Shinobu fills six boxes with her delicious offerings and hands three to the University students who then promptly head out. At the same time, all of them hear a loud cacophony that can only mean one thing: Kaolla is up and ready to go.

She then puts the final touches onto the last three bentos and places Kitsune's in the fridge.

Putting two bentos into her backpack, she zips it up and grabs half dozen bananas for Kaolla's breakfast.

Taking her apron off, Shinobu checks the front of her uniform and takes a quick moment to smooth out any wrinkles. Happy, she shoulders her bag and has a mischievous thought enter her head.

The Fox receives a huge surprise from Shinobu who is the last student out of the kitchen. The teen comes over to where she is sitting and plants a big kiss onto her lips. There is no hesitation and a lot of warmth as their tongues twirl for a moment.

After pulling back, Shinobu smiles at a stunned Kitsune before heading out to meet up with the 'mad scientist'.

Turnabout is fair play after all…

"Damn! That Shinobu-chan is a great kisser," says a stunned Kitsune after licking her lips. It is all she can think about as an engine begins to cycle and roar out in front of the Hinata.

Taking care of an important matter…

"What you are asking me to do is slightly irregular under modern Japanese law, Keitaro-sama," says Sato-san looking rather thoughtful, "However, in your case though, it still may be legal."

Only because of certain traditions can he even make such a request, although the strictures on these traditions are now very tightly bound.

"I understand the ramifications fully, Sato-san," responds Keitaro in a moderate and dispassionate tone, "Even so, I fully intend to take care of the people that are under my roof, as well as any children that may come as well as others who may join us in the future. It is my goal to see that the Urashima family and my heirs will continue to be strong after I pass on."

"As a long-time solicitor in the laws of this country, I would be remiss if I did not mention that polygamy now is illegal under the modern legal code. Conversely, I believe that is not what you are going for in this case," says Sato-san just as equally dispassionate.

"I understand that as well," responds Keitaro, "Only one woman will be my wife, as I plan to take care of the others through a contractual arrangement." He does not know why he is getting nervous about this, the man he is talking to knows him very well through an intimate family connection that is very strong.

The older man nods understanding what the Urashima heir wishes to do after seeing how serious this young man is. He also sees how well thought out his plan is as well. It seems a little 'Tokugawa Era' to him, but he is not this young man's judge or Tou-san.

'Arigato gozaimasu, Sato-san," says Keitaro trying to keep a straight face, "I am glad that you comprehend fully what I wish to do."

"Well then, Keitaro-sama," says Sato-san seeing young man's discomfort, "I can certainly draw up the necessary contracts since many of the old ways will still pass muster. Since you are of a very prominent family here in this country there should be no problem with the Imperial Registry then."

"Would you also be willing to slip in a standard marriage as well?" he asks getting that 'out of his system'.

"That will be very easy to do, Keitaro-sama," says the solicitor smiling.

Keitaro lets out a breath he did not realize he was holding and his nerves begin to calm themselves. He is happy that this situation is going better than he could have ever hoped even after all of the research he did on this subject.

"It is good to see you relax, Keitaro-sama," says Sato-san seeing the young man now sitting back comfortably in his seat.

Keitaro nods smiling.

"Your request will not take very long to put into a form that will be legally binding. How many contracts would you like drawn up then?" Sato-san asks in retrospect.

"Around twenty should do," answers Keitaro without hesitation.

Sato-san's right eyebrow shoots up in surprise.

'Ambitious,' is his only thought. In return, he smiles at the young heir seated across from him. If anyone is capable…

"I can have them sent to you by special courier one week from today if you would like, Keitaro-sama," says Sato-san as things are about to wrap up.

"If I may, Sato-san. I would like to pick them up in person when they are ready," replies Keitaro looking at the elderly solicitor.

"Ah. I see, Keitaro-sama. Well of course, I will have them ready here for you in my office at your convenience then," says Sato-san smiling and sitting back comfortably in his large leather desk chair. With his fingers steepled together, the solicitor rests his elbows comfortably on the chair's arms.

"Arigato, Sato-san," says Keitaro smiling.

Things then take a lighter tone before the meeting ends.

"She will be looking forward to seeing you soon," the old man says changing from a business manner to more of a personal one.

"Yes, Sato-san. You should have heard what she said to me when I called her the other day," says Keitaro cringing slightly.

"Oh, I did. I was right there next to Mariko and got an earful when you called her. You are one of the very few people to ever escape her displeasure unscathed, Keitaro-sama," says Sato-san chuckling slightly. He knows how much family means to her.

Not to have the old solicitor outdo him, Keitaro asks, "Have you two set a date yet?"

Being the heir of the Urashima, as well as being very close to the woman in question, allows him access to certain information not generally known to the public-at-large.

"She has told me many times that I would never be able to get anything passed you, but yes, we have set a date," answers Sato almost laughing.

He fully understands why Hinata chose him to be her successor after the miracle with the former Urashima heir, Yoko. This solidifies his wanting to do whatever he can for this young man, even if his request is slightly odd.

After a few more minutes of small talk, Sato-san and Keitaro end their appointment by standing up to bow before shaking hands.

The solicitor personally escorts him to elevator.

There, Sato-san bows to Keitaro once more and says, "See you in one week, Keitaro-sama".

He heads off to his next appointment.

A moment with Kitsune and some bits about her past…

Up in her room, Kitsune takes it under advisement as the state of affairs that they are in with Keitaro still sort themselves out. Her mind goes out in concentric circles as the day wears on.

"Kei-kun, with his abilities, will be the one having me begging for mercy later this evening," says Kitsune trying not to shiver in dread, or in anticipation.

Stepping in front of her mirror, Kitsune looks and sees that both of the marks her lover had placed on her neck have faded. She does not worry about this because the man who placed them there means everything to her now.

While standing here, she takes off her top and tosses it over on a chair. Turning side-to-side Kitsune sizes herself up as she takes a close look at her body. Smiling, the Fox likes the fact that she already has Keitaro eating out of her hands and does not have to do much to keep things this way.

"Gomen, Mutsumi-Senpai," she whisper purposefully, "I will not lose his heart to anyone."

Reaching up to touch her very large breasts, she gently tweaks her nipples and almost has another fantasy about him taking her right here.

"Damn it to hell, not now!" cries Kitsune shaking herself back into reality. The ash-blonde does not want any more lust-filled fantasies about Keitaro right now. He will be giving her the real thing tonight in a more regal setting. She wants to set aside thoughts of what she did on the balcony during her lover's tryst with Naru.

"Shit," she hisses through her teeth attempting to switch gears.

Taking a cleansing breath, she wants to set her sights on pleasing that certain male on their date. After a few moments of getting her breathing under control, she unties the strings to the panties and throws them over with her camisole.

Grabbing her basket, Kitsune heads down for a wash and soak in the Hinata's soothing waters.

While relaxing in the onsen, something comes to the forefront of her mind now that since she is alone in the Hinata, and it is something she will eventually have to deal with. She has known Keitaro for a little over seven years, and has known him as the owner of the Hinata since he inherited it from Hina Obaa-san a little over three years ago. The biggest thing that strikes her though is how rich and powerful his family truly is. That is to say, financially and through political connections. Kitsune knows that she has a very close connection to the Urashima, but as of yet, does not know most of the details.

All she knows is she loves Keitaro with all of her heart and that he is the only male she will ever love in this fashion.

To some, Kitsune seems very flirtatious and over-the-top when it comes to sex appeal. She uses it as a defense mechanism to ease her pain, but that pain is rapidly healing thanks to the one she will be with tonight.

If people only knew the truth about this Osaka native. Konno Mitsune has never known her Tou-san even though her Kaa-san was married to him before her conception.

Circumstances beyond her comprehension caused her Kaa-san to flee from her husband before she was born, so growing up Kitsune saw much sadness in her eyes.

As a little girl, Mitsune was also much loved by her, but moving to Kyoto affected their relationship somewhat.

Having Hina Obaa-san take her to the Hinata at age of fifteen, and away from everything familiar, almost caused a lot of damage to the young teenager's psyche. When you separate from the person that you care about the most in this world, this also was bound to hurt her deeply.

To this day, she does not understand that the actions of others was for her own protection. Especially from the man who truly is her Tou-san or even worse, her Ojii-san.

Kitsune is gratified to know that her Kaa-san still loves her even though she is in hiding. (Writer's note: at the right time, she will find out the whole story.) On a regular basis, she still receives letters and gifts from her although it is always through anonymous sources.

One last thing Kitsune knows about herself and it is something that had caused Hina Obaa-san, Yoko and Haruka a lot of consternation when she was in high school. It was not the drinking, smoking or gambling. No, Yoko was a wild child in her youth as well, but one of the problems was with whom Kitsune was dating at the time.

Yoko has kept very silent about this for some reason.

Moreover, Hina Obaa-san also chided her for not going to Tokyo University, even though she passed their rigorous two-day exam with 'flying colors'. So much for being an Honors Student in high school.

Up until Keitaro took his inheritance and moved into the Hinata, she only dated girls and would come home late some nights from the Shinjuku Ni-chōme district of Tokyo falling down drunk.

Keitaro, after becoming the Hinata's owner, would calmly pick Kitsune up and put her to bed saying nothing to her about what happened after she woke up the next morning with a terrible hangover.

After getting to know him personally, the two became close friends. This is when she began to turn her life around and take everything a lot more seriously. Kitsune learned to trust Keitaro before falling deeply in love with him.

Soon afterwards, Kitsune took her writing more seriously and began to make it her occupation because she excelled at it. Now, her articles are in circulation nationwide and attending Toudai full-time is still in the back of her mind.

Even so, the Fox still likes to have an occasional snort though she no longer gets 'shit-faced' on a regular basis, plus her days of gambling and 'skirt-chasing' are long since behind her.

"Keitaro is the only man that I will ever love, and I always want to be worthy of him," she says thoughtfully. When she gave him the gift of her virginity, it was the happiest moment of her life so far.

Thoughts of Shinobu has a gentle smile cross her face.

Putting this all aside, the Fox gets out of the onsen and dries off her gorgeous body.

"I have to call Haruka," she says to herself upon re-entering the Hinata.

Once more with Keitaro in downtown Tokyo…

Off the mezzanine level of the Urashima Building is one of the most exclusive men's shops in all of Japan. Only the finest suits from the worlds' fashion centers are on display here and only gentlemen of the highest caliber can get an appointment for a fitting.

"It is time to get this over with," says Keitaro to himself, "there is a certain Fox back at the Hinata who is in need of some spoiling this evening." Putting on a smile, he walks into the store where the owner and staff bow before starting in on him.

One reason Keitaro does not look like the heir to an extremely powerful family is the clothes that he personally chooses to wear. He has always picked out comfortable shirts and jeans for himself just to fit in with his fellow University students.

As previously stated, there is also the fact that his beloved Haruka and Yoko Oba-chan are always spoiling him rotten by always choosing only the most expensive items in the high-end stores for him because he never does this for himself. Both women only want him to look his best when they take him out to somewhere special.

Then, there is the case Mariko Ōoba-san's butler. He has personally threatened to come over to the Hinata himself and see to it that a man of his stature attires himself properly, or at the very least, ask his mistress to have his son Isao become his 'Gentleman's Gentleman' to have someone he trusts take care of the Urashima heir in a proper manner. (Writer's note: British term for a butler)

There are six women at the Hinata who would frown upon this right now, especially Shinobu.

"Konnichiwa, Urashima-dono," says the senior tailor, "Shall we get started." This is when the staff of the store shifts into a very high gear.

It does not take long to get this over with, which makes Keitaro happy.

Although the suits make him look good, standing here and having consultants do everything else for him makes Keitaro cringe.

When everyone finishes with the adjusted measurements and choosing the right material, the senior tailor asks, "What do you think, Urashima-dono?"

"I believe this will do, Onimura-san," replies Keitaro. He trusts that he will look his best after the tailor has him fitted properly.

"Urashima-sama, what time can you come back for the final fitting?" asks the senior tailor with the head consultant standing next to him.

Keitaro looks at his watch then says, "Will two-thirty be good, Shitateya-san?" (Writer's note: Shitateya is Japanese for tailor)

After the confirmation and he puts his own clothes back on, Keitaro heads out with a smile on his face.

The lunch date…

Over the past number of years, many people still use quite a few superlatives to describe a certain beautiful dark-haired woman who owns her own company and works hard in the building that has her families' name on it.

Exquisite, gorgeous, and vivacious are just three of the many attributes that people in her social strata have bestowed upon this woman over the past ten-and-a-half years since her miraculous recovery.

She gets a good laugh from seeing peoples' shocked reactions when they find out her real age.

Looking at the computer screen that has the latest revisions to her families' ancient homestead over in Kanagawa Prefecture, is one Urashima Yoko. She is very thankful that the device in front of her has the latest CAD drawing upgrades installed. With just a few clicks from a mouse and a few strokes on the keyboard, it saves her a lot of time in getting word done.

In addition, Yoko has a little girl at home who also needs her attention, so anything to expedite her work here is okay with her.

This fact too shocks many people, especially those who have some knowledge of her medical history.

As soon as this part of the project is complete, Yoko will hand it over to an assistant so they can download it and produce a physical hardcopy pile of blueprint drawings. She plans to have a special set made for Keitaro's perusal because of his penchant for detail.

There is still a lot of loose minutiae that needs tying up before any of this goes to the next step. She has to complete this particular task before having any of her regular contractors start in on the physical work.

With her scheme about ready to commence, the Hinata project is something that she will allow no one else to oversee. The special young man that she owes her and her younger daughter's very existence to will be the recipient to some of her finest work yet.

Yoko has other reasons for doing this as well, all of which she will reveal at the proper time.

"Kei-kun will be there at the bistro shortly, so I have to get my ass out of this chair," she whispers looking at the onscreen chronometer.

Smiling and nodding at her work, she hits the X in the upper right and then the save tab on her just completed task. Since coming into the office this morning, her whole thought has been to complete the work on this project to the exclusion of all else.

Other large projects that clients are paying her office to design, Yoko has other talented architects working on them so she can concentrate on something for a young man who means everything to her.

Moving on…

Standing up and stretching, Yoko realizes that she has not moved away from her desk once in almost four hours. Normally, someone who has been sitting in that position for that amount of time would be suffering from 'butt-lock'.

Yoko though is not just anyone and there is a good reason for this.

Stepping into her private office washroom, she turns the lights on and tidies herself up to meet her nephew. Gazing into a floor-length mirror, Yoko sees a visage of herself that is without a single flaw. Even after having a baby almost ten years before and being almost fifty-four years of age, she sees nothing but perfection.

"Shit… Thanks to my sweet nephew, I still cannot find anything out of place even after all this time," says Yoko laughing to herself. She tries to find a blemish, all the while turning her scrumptious body side-to-side.

Yoko has never been a vain or self-centered woman. That is not her style and shrugs her shoulders as she steps back into her office still chuckling after turning off the lights.

Checking her wristwatch once more for the time, she grabs her suit jacket off the back of the architects stool and heads out the large office door.

"Mai-san, I am heading out for my lunch date," says Yoko to her senior office assistant in the floors' main foyer, "Please, do not forward my calls unless it is from either of my daughters. Just roll the rest over until I return".

"Hai, Urashima-sama," says Mai smiling as her boss heads to the main elevator.

Fifteen minutes later…

Sitting in a very exclusive bistro located on the ground level of the Urashima Building, Yoko waits for Keitaro to join her for their luncheon date.

She has brought her nephew to this place often over the past few years and the two have enjoyed many special moments here together. One of those moments with Keitaro, was informing him that she would be personally be working on the plans for the rebuilding the Hinata and all of the updates that go with it. He had recently received the families' ancient manse from her Kaa-san causing her to want to spoil him even more. The look in his eyes was priceless.

On another front, with her special abilities Yoko can sense the aura of everyone sitting here as most of the men and some of the women are staring at her.

By now, she is used to it as something like this no longer perturbs her. On the other hand, Yoko has to use her inner discipline to keep from laughing.

'That nephew of mine,' she thinks almost snickering while sipping from her water glass.

Haruka informed her about his newest abilities when she returned home on Saturday evening. She would love to have him use it with her when the time is right.

When Keitaro steps up to the concierge station, she cannot detect any trace of his aura as the maître d' escorts him to the table.

Looking up and suddenly seeing him, all Yoko can do is smile.

"I hope you did not have to wait very long for me, Yoko Oba-chan?" asks Keitaro taking his seat.

The man who held his chair out bows courteously to the heir of the Urashima before seeing to the further needs of his other customers.

"Haru-chan was right," she whispers under her breath

Keitaro takes one look at his beautiful date and can only blush while nodding to her. Her beauty still knocks the wind out of his sails every time he sees her. To this day, Keitaro cannot believe that he is the one who is responsible for this situation with his beloved Oba-chan.

Before he can say anything else to Yoko, his manhood reflects its opinion of being in her presence.

Yoko can only snicker some as she watches her nephew's reaction to being in her company.

"Well hello to you too, Kei-kun," says Yoko teasingly knowing what is flustering him as his face turns slightly red.

"Gomenasai, Yoko Oba-chan," responds Keitaro in a quiet voice, "I still do not know why this happens to me every time I see you."

Once again, he has difficulty looking her in the eye because of her entrancing beauty. It is good thing that his pants has plenty of room in the front of them after he sits down.

"I do, silly boy," says Yoko who can no longer stifle her giggling, "You have only yourself to blame for this situation." Knowing that her nephew is struggling to be around her right now, she feels very smug about it. For some reason only known to herself, she feels free around someone else besides her beloved husband. Then again, Ruka is the one who suggested that she be this way around Keitaro and the consequences for anything that may occur because of it will be on his head.

Reaching under the table to tease him, she places her hand on his leg and makes her nephew jump when she reaches for a certain hardened appendage.

"Oba-chan!" hisses Keitaro out the side of his mouth. The touch of her hand on his covered penis nearly made him cum, as he never knew she would do this to him.

"This is only the beginning, my sweet nephew," purrs Yoko reaching for her wine glass. Loving his reaction, she is not disappointed with what he is packing and has fun rubbing his whole length.

'Not too much longer, my dear Kei-kun,' she thinks patting his huge cock before bringing her hand back into view.

Keitaro, sitting here red-faced and stunned, concentrates as never before as he puts out a vast amount of Chi to quell his extremely painful erection. He is on the verge of cumming heavily into his pants.

'Why now,' is his only thought with Master Ryu laughing in the background.

To her, the look on Keitaro's face is priceless…

The temperature in the room dips a little when those seated around them begin to sizzle with jealousy as they hear her laughter. Even though most know the person seated with Yoko is the Urashima heir and her nephew, it does not change their disposition one iota. They would rather have her smiles and laughter focused on them exclusively.

…which gives Yoko the out she needs.

Before their waiter comes back to get their order, Yoko and Keitaro look around the room as the multiple red auras begin to amuse them.

Keitaro, who has finally overcome his initial shyness and is now calm from her flirtation under the table, finally gets up the courage to look his elegant lunch date in the eye as they share a laugh together.

"It seems to me that no matter where you and I go, this situation keeps on happening with us," says Keitaro as a casual observation.

"At least since you healed and re-made me, Kei-kun," she replies smiling at him.

Back in total control of his faculties, he dares to ask an obvious question,

"How does Ruka Oji-san handle it?" asks Keitaro making the best of this transition.

Hopping on this…

"Kei-kun, it is a good thing that my husband has none of our gifts and is only rudimentary trained in the martial arts," answers Yoko quietly with a non-answer while trying not to laugh, "Otherwise, Ruka-kun would probably punch out most of the people in this room."

Keitaro does though and the fact that he is loosening up pleases her to no end.

The waiter returns to take their order…

As Yoko orders, Keitaro sends amount vast amount of Chi to his groin to settle his erection. He is leaking very heavily…

…dark pants are a good thing right now, as are boxer shorts.

She feels nothing exuding from her nephew.

"How are the plans coming along for the project on the Hinata, Yoko Oba-san?" asks Keitaro in a more business-like manner after ordering. He had to summon up the courage to look her in the eye a second time. Keitaro realizes that he has a slight time crunch, as he needs to still pick up his new suit and meet up with Isao-san down in the parking garage.

Catching on, she graces him with another beautiful smile.

"Kei-kun, everything about the rebuild is either on or just slightly ahead of schedule," answers Yoko just as matter-of-fact, "The drawings are going to the blueprinting department by the middle of next week. All of the contractors are waiting for a call from me for their start dates as they have the companies hired that will do the actual work. Oh, there is one other very important thing that I need to tell you. Otohime Natsumi called me the other day and during our conversation, I reminded her of the coming rebuild. She also had heard this from Mutsumi-chan and wondered if you as well as the other residents would like to go to her clans' home island in the Kerama Island group during your summer holiday. It would be a good time for you to go there since you have only been to their homestead on Okinawa. She also says that there is something very special for you to see if you do decide to go. Additionally, none of the girls would be disturbed when the workers are on the grounds."

"Excellent, the timing could not be better and I am sure that they would all want to get away when school closes down soon," responds Keitaro happily. He purposely neglects to tell her about his other plans for Haruka and the girls.

"Sounds good to me, Kei-kun," she says just as the waiter returns.

For Yoko's part, she believes that enishi has inextricably wound its red string of fate around her daughter and nephew, although she does not know to what extent so she will keep this to herself until the right time.

Furthermore, she has her own issues to contend with when it concerns him and enishi.

With this out of the way and their food ordered then these two switch on to more innocuous subjects like Ruka Oji-san and Harumi-chan along what Hina Obaa-chan and Kanako may be doing in America.

Then, Keitaro brings up his big date with Kitsune this evening to sees her reaction might be to the news.

The waiter brings the food to the table and after it comes, they eat.

In between bites, Keitaro hears something from her that gives him pause.

"It is nice to see that Mitsune is dating…," says Yoko using Kitsune's given name and purposely leaving out the word 'men'.

Keitaro tries not to laugh as he gets her meaning. He knows very well about the Fox and her main proclivity.

Yoko smiles and then laughs when he tells her about what Mariko Ōoba-san had to say on the phone to him. Keitaro gives her a word-by-word dissertation of their phone conversation. Both of them know it is not wise to upset the woman who looks so 'Yamato Nadeshiko' on the outside but can be worse than a pack of rabid dogs if provoked.

"One last thing if I may, Kei-kun," says Yoko dropping her voice so only he can hear her, "When the project is complete, you and I need to have a very serious talk."

She simply leaves it at that.

This hits him as a total surprise as he wonders what it may be, however Keitaro does not have the time to ponder the meaning of her words right now.

After they finish their business luncheon and he pays the check, Yoko Oba-chan takes Keitaro's arm when they leave the restaurant together. She cares absolutely nothing about the 'PDA' rules here in Japan.

"You have a good time tonight, Kei-kun. I will have everything ready for you later next week," says Yoko. Then 'out of the blue', she kisses his cheek and flashes him a brilliant smile before sauntering off back to work.

Time to get back to reality.

Touching his cheek where her lips just were, Keitaro watches a gorgeous sight sashay away from him as Yoko heads towards the elevator. Before entering the lift, she gives him another smile.

'Whoa' he thinks and does some very deep breathing. Masturbating right now up in his condominium is totally out-of-the-question because of the time crunch.

Conversely, Kitsune is a much better choice at seeing to his needs when they are alone later this evening.

Giving himself a few moments to come back into focus, he readies himself for the festivities ahead.

Keitaro has a Fox to spoil.

End of Chapter