Author's Foreword:
Hey-Hey people!!!
This is my attempt at Love Hina, something of which I am taking GREAT enjoyment in partaking, unlike some OTHER series *cough*Ranma½*cough* which I've found a ROYAL pain in the ass to write in any sort of context…
rant In short, I was NOT having fun writing it, it was a Chore, and with groups and people *cough*KnightDefenders*cough* breath down my neck in their self-righteousness delusions of grandeur and all that other pish-posh CRAP; Like "You Read One, You've Read them All." It became even more so…/rant
Phew…Anyone who knows me, knows that I am writing a sort of multi-series epic, spanning EVERYTHING under the sun in every conceivable notion that any one can imagine…
This is the Beginning of the End!! Insert Evil Villain Maniacal Laughter Here
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"Master? I fail to see why I must do this…?"
"…You simply have to…It is your Chosen right to do it.
"You must accomplish this one before taking the Mantle of Procession." The aged man sighed, "Otherwise, you will never be able to."
The younger man gawked for a moment before screaming, "What…!?"
The elder turned around to face the younger and stated, "Your childhood, nothing fond during that time of your life, no?"
Slumping as he responded, "Yes, master."
With a nod, he gestured to the shrine, "Just place your hand on the Pyre-Stone and you will be sent through time and space in a far younger body…"
"I hear a 'but' in there."
Chuckling softly, "You catch on quick." The old man said snappily, "Your present mind will be sealed until your twenty-third birthday in this 'next life'. All to allow you to experience life through untainted glass."
"Alright, Master." And the younger man placed his hand upon the sphere.
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Tears rolling down his eyes in almost joyous song, "He's coming!!! He's *finally* coming!"
Poking her head into his room, "Who's coming, ne Keitaro-kun?" Kitsune inquired, eliciting the attention of the others: Motoko and Shinobu followed right behind the elder blonde woman, Naru (who stuck her head from above in the hole), Sara and Koalla Su from a, yet odd (Under the clothes hamper) unknown way.
Haruka…
She bapped him upside the head with her own letter and a VERY thick envelope, "Yell a little louder, they didn't here you over in the Akihabara district."
Hopping down from her upper floor perch, Naru asked, "Who's coming, Haruka?"
Grinning slightly around her cigarette and arching her brow at the Todai-Student-WannaBe, "My brother."
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Stomping boots in carefully measured and paced steps on the long stairs to Hinata Sou, "Haven't been here in years…"
Stopping for a moment to shift an enormous pack on his back and to look around, "If anything, it looks, smells and even *feels* better than I remember."
The young man chuckled to himself, idly fingering the broadsword at his left hip before resuming up the stairs, "I wonder how Haruka-chan is doing?"
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"WHAT!?"
Nodding, "Uncle…!" Keitaro blubbered, his eyes closed but yet still looking to the sky.
"I didn't know you have a brother?" The next-to-tiniest person in the room, Shinobu asked.
Taking a seat next to the window to look outside to the sky for a brief moment, "He has been studying abroad for the better part of a decade. He just finished them at the M.I.T. University."
That stopped Keitaro in his blubbering, "M.I.T.!? What did he get there?"
Shrugging after taking a long drag of her cigarette, Haruka answered, "The last letter to me was that he finished his Doctorates in Computer and Electronics Engineering and also that he was thinking of coming home." Inwardly, she thought with a slightly wider grin on her face, 'Best to let them know THAT much…With the amount he's acquired, they'd think he wasn't human…'
Opening one eye with a surprised and drawn out whistle, Kistune glanced over to Naru and Keitaro and chirped, "He could help you two in your studies."
Blubbering again, "Hee-Hee-Hee…" Keitaro began giggling madly as waterfalls rained from his eyes and still had the, now slightly soaked, parchment in his hands.
Of course, Naru took this in a VERY wrong way, "KEITARO NO SEKUBE!!!"
The Wind Up…And the Pitch!!
*POW!*-*SMASH-THROUGH-THE-WINDOW!*
"IIIIEEEEEEEEEE!"
"THE HELL…!?" They all heard outside, and DEFINITELY not Keitarou.
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'Narusagawa, why?!' Was all that ran through Keitaro's mind as he flew through the air with not-the-greatest-of-ease. Looking up through his blubbering, he saw that he was about to fly right into someone, "LOOK OUT!!!"
"OOF!!" and "Huh?!" Trundled through the Todai-Sei Wannabe's brain.
"Oy, boy-yo!"
'Someone caught me…?'
'How?'
"OY!!!"
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Everyone scrambled to the window and watched a man, clad in a motorbike racing jacket with a plethora of team patches and black-leather chaps, leap several dozen meters into the air and catch Keitaro with a spin.
"Yare-Yare!" Hummed Kistune, eying the newcomer with a mixture of greed and interest.
Motoko just stared as she narrowed her eyes, as if assess the situation and how to quickly exterminate it.
Koalla toyed with the thought of another playmate.
Shinobu sighed with relief that Sempai was rescued in a timely fashion.
Waving as she leaned over the rail, Haruka called out, "OY!! Tenshin!!"
All the older ladies, Shinobu included, gawked at the caretaker with an abstract horror that Haruka can act NORMAL of all things.
Kicking up the errant dust as he softly landed, he called back with a sappy grin, "OY!! Ane-We [Older/Big Sister]!" He then looked down at his payload, "feh…WAKE-UP!!"
"BWAA-AH-AH-AH-AH…!!" Keitaro snapped awake, jumping out of Tenshin's arms, floated in the air for a moment and landed face first with an audible splat.
Shaking his head, "Still high-strung as ever…" Ten sighed as he grabbed the Ronin's leg to drag him back into the foyer of Hinata-Sou.
When he spied the ladies eying him, Tenshin grabbed Keitaro by the collar and began to throttle him violently. He stopped with the smaller man's face near his, "Introduce me, little man." He hissed dangerously, but grinned lecherously, "I'm DYING here!"
With that, Tenshin let him back onto his feet. With a nervous laugh, Keitaro began, "Everyone, this is Tenshin-ojiisan [Old Man/Uncle]….BLAK!"
"Tenshin-san." Said the man flatly, as slowly removed his elbow from Keitaro's cranium.
All the girls blinked simultaneously at that with an audible, "PIKU!"
And the one thing that ran through their minds was: "Did Haruka get it from him, or is that the other way around?"
"Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiii-tarou?" Tenshin growled through his toothy grin, "Anytime like the present would be good."
Coughing in his fist, making an awesome recovery of being planted THROUGH the floorboards of the main room, and began gesturing to each person herein, "This is Naru Narusagawa…"
"Hello!" Said the girl with a bright smile.
"Mistune Konno…."
"Also known as Kitsune." Grinned the woman, adding in a slight 'jiggle' as she rocked on her heels.
"Ara?"
Goggling at the brunette that appeared out of the box-like table near the door, but Keitaro recovered quickly, "Mutsumi Otohime!" He all but squawked when he said her name.
Now along side of Keitaro, she smiled at the newcomer, "Ara-ara! Yoroshiku! [Pleased to meet you!]" The mild-mannered woman bowed.
"Motoko Aoyama…"
The tall Japanese beauty just narrowed her eyes at him, flicking over to the sword on Tenshin's hip, 'Something strange about him…' The thought wonder by in her mind, but she acknowledged him with a slight bow.
"Shinobu Maehara" Keitaro almost blushed when he introduced her with his hands on her shoulders.
"A-Ano…" The petite blue-haired girl blushed under Tenshin's scrutiny.
"GAK!" The Tokyo-University-Student-Wannabe was floored by a hyperactive tanned blonde slip of a girl, "Koalla Su…" He groaned from the floorboards.
"HEEEEEEEYYYY!! Ya gonna introduce me!?" Another, much younger blonde girl screeched at Keitaro, then got up, put her hands behind her head and grinned.
Groaning again, this time from the 'tender ministrations' of the younger girl, and pointed to her…foot on his head, "Sara MacDougal."
Bowing DEEPLY himself, forehead almost touching the floor, "Thank you for the warm welcome into this humble abode." Tenshin drawled with much syrup and on his way back up, with a flick of the wrist, he produced five pink roses from out of no-where.
Holding one out to Naru, Kistune, and Mustumi, "For the lovely goddesses of health, beauty and maturity…" He trailed off when he saw Mutsumi slump to the ground in a faint as soon as she took the rose.
He blinked at that and regarded the other two, "Still goddesses anyway…AND I PROSTRATE MYSELF BEFORE YOU!!" Tenshin hammed up worshipping them, falling to his knees and laying himself out at their feet.
Nudging Naru with her elbow, "Aiya, he's smoothing us up!" Mistune whispered into her high-school friend's ear with a giggle.
Smiling weakly, "He just better not try anything!" Naru hissed back.
"Ooooh-Ho-Ho-Ho…Ya *want* something to happen, ne?"
Openly glaring at the older girl and the more lovely TodaiSei-Wannabe spat, "Don't think so."
Hopping back onto his feet, with a wide grin, "…And for the ever-lovely Arch-Angel." Tenshin spoke deeply and handed Motoko a rose.
Taking her hand with the flower, "A pleasure." Tenshin smiled to her, and then kissed her hand slowly.
Forcing down a blush, "A-Arigato…" She managed to get out. Inwardly, Motoko's mind was spinning with possibilities of what she should do, 'Arch-Angel?'
Nudging Mistune with her own elbow, Naru asked in whispered tones, "Why's he doing that to her only?"
Shrugging her shoulders, "Maybe it is 'cause she is standing alone? I dunno…" The blonde lush replied, "He's VERY tall…"
"Yeah…Towers even over Motoko-chan and Haruka-san…"
"And lastly…but definitely NOT least." Tenshin announced as he turned around with a beaming smile, "A rose for the sister…"
Stepping up to him, craning her neck to his height, she bopped him on the nose, "Shut up before I hurt you." Haruka mock-growled while she glared, just before sweeping Tenshin into a hug around his neck.
"GAK!!! Too tight-too tight…" She managed to gasp out.
Grinning as he held Haruka up in the air by her waist with seemingly NO effort at all, "Never could handle what I could dish out, could you?" Tenshin finished with just an interested arched brow as he set his sister down onto her own feet.
With an irritated sniff, "Yeah-Yeah…" But Haruka's smile betrayed the opposite of her outward irritation. She stopped a moment, regarding her 'little brother', "You can leave that pack here, we've got much to catch up on."
"Hai." Tenshin complied readily, dropping the pack to the ground with a resounding THWOMP, "Just let me get something out of here first."
"Nani-Nani?! Does it taste good!?" The little sprite that is Koalla leapt up and down next to Tenshin, just before crawling onto his back to look over his shoulder.
Blinking in slight surprise, "No, it is not something that you can eat, ojou-chan [little girl ,affectionate]." Tenshin strained a slight smile, "Just my prized possession…" He trailed off for a second, feeling something at his hip, "Other than my sword that is…"
Draping her arms over his shoulders in a slump, "oh." She managed to get out before slithering off his back.
Just on her way out of the room to her own, Motoko caught what Tenshin said about his sword. Turning back with a slight frown, she thought, 'Bears investigating.'
Zipping open the pack after he dialed in the padlock, Tenshin pulled out what looked like a laptop computer, but it is far too wide, long and rounded, "Got what I need!" He called out to Haruka, "Lead the way, Ane-We."
As they passed the other girls, "Pleasure meeting you all." Tenshin leered, and then quirked his eyebrow, "I'm sure we have much in common."
Shivering under that gaze, Naru CERTAINLY felt being undressed under those eyes. Pushing that feeling aside, she glared with a slight growl.
While Motoko didn't seem to notice, Mistune did, "Aa-Chaaaa…" Not knowing to feel flattered or embarrassed, she nudged Naru, "Hey….What's up with you?"
"Eechi…Hentai…Sukebe…"
Shrugging as she watched the towering man walk out of the room, "So? He looks good enough to get away with it…"
"Typical of you, Kitsune!!"
"Again: So?" The blonde grinned, "Ya like him, don'cha?" She asked, then faked a swoon with her hands to her face, "Oh what is Keitaro-chan to do without his one love!!"
Crinkling her nose in a disdainful sniff, "Disgusting…" Motoko whispered to herself, finally stepping out of the lobby area of the Hinata-Sou.
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Trundling down to the small shop outside of the Inn, "So where's Oba-Chan?" Tenshin asked, just before taking a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket and lighting one.
Opening the door to the shop, Haruka paused a moment before turning to him, "She's not dead, if that's what you mean." Shaking her head, she continued, "She is visiting the Hot Springs of the World."
Chuckling softly around his smoke, "Sounds like her." And he followed her inside, "She's earned it."
Taking a seat at one of the many tables inside, "…And why did you bring that thing?" The older woman asked, pointing at the 'laptop' in Tenshin's hands.
Glancing at it, just before setting it on the table as he sat himself and replied, "If you knew how much this thing by itself is worth, never mind what is contained within it, you wouldn't want to let it out of your sight either."
"Humor me."
"Do you really want to know?"
"Yes, I do. Out with it." Haruka seemed to growl a bit at that.
With a sigh and a shake of his head, "No refreshments for your guest?" Tenshin evaded.
Narrowing her eyes with an unladylike snort through her nose, "I'll get you for that." She then got out of her seat to head back into the kitchen area…
"EEEEEEEEP!!!" Haruka screeched when she felt a large hand squeeze both of her cheeks.
Snapping around on her heel, "Knock it off!" The woman snarled, almost winding up to deck him, and then softened almost instantly, "This place has many eyes and ears." She said before heading off into the kitchen.
"Hai-Hai!" Tenshin obeyed, squaring his shoulders with his hands in his lap, snapped directly parallel to the table. With a grin, he watched Haruka disappear, he called out to her, "You have been working out?"
"Sort of. Why you ask?" He voice wafted from the kitchen.
"Your ass is MUCH firmer and rounder than I remember!"
Tenshin chuckled when he heard some dishes smash.
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The next morning came early for Motoko, as she normally wakes an hour or so before having to get ready for school, but this seemed to be a special case when something came to her ears while she rubbed the bleariness out of her eyes.
Last night was a quiet affair, as since the newcomer, Tenshin, was down in Haruka's restaurant for most of the night, most likely staying the night there. Even Keitaro went down after supper to catch up with his uncle. As such, she didn't recall when he got back to his own room last night.
With the help of the others, she found out what 'Arch-Angel' meant: in Christian Mythology, the Arch-Angel is a right-hand master warrior for Kami-Sama himself. She pondered on that, and almost violently fought down the blush that came to her face about such a descriptive term of affection for her.
But that sound that woke her: Almost a cracking thunder, too rhythmic and ordered to be anything unnatural.
The last of her dogged tiredness finally left her as she padded quietly to her window and the rumbling cracks became more poignant and clear. Sweeping her eyes to the dense forest that is behind the Inn, she spotted a tree, the tallest and thickest it seemed like at this distance, shudder and quake under some sort of onslaught.
Furrowing her brow in thought for just a moment, she nodded to herself just before grabbing her sword on the way out of her room and the Inn altogether.
In carefully measured sprinting stride, she made good time in finding the source of the thunder-cracks.
Tenshin himself, pounding on a tree with nothing more than his palms and hard enough that even the majestic oak was partially caved in along with most of its bark torn off in the target area.
He paused for a moment, taking a step back from the tree, thrusting his arms to his sides, and then took a deep breath just as his arms blurred and almost disappeared, "AAAAAAH-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-"
Taking a frightened step back from the seemingly brutal attack; Never before did Motoko ever bear witness to this level of hand-to-hand…
Shaking off that thought, 'I'm a swordswoman, much more elegant than such as this.' She tried to reassure herself while she heard wood cracking and creaking.
"-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-TA-WHAAAAAASAAAAAAAA!!!!!" The pummeling palm strikes ended with a powerful haymaker straight ahead, causing a BOOM that echoed throughout the valley, and then pulled both his arms back in as he straightened out into a rigid standing stance, "Shuuuuuuuuu…."
It was then; he spotted her, "Enjoying the show?" He asked.
"What?"
"It's not over yet." He punctuated his point by tapping the tree with one finger.
The creaking groan filled Motoko's ears as she watched the several hundred year old oak tree fall.
Both of them winced to the racket the felled tree made.
"So…" The both of them chorused.
Coughing into his fist, "You care to spar with me for awhile?" Tenshin asked warily as he picked up a bag full of wooden training swords.
Narrowing her eyes and pursing her lips, Motoko felt rather skittish around this man, but this felt like a chance for both of them to place their cards onto the table, and that she has the better hand in something like this. Nodding, "Hai."
She fidgeted under his gaze, as if he is sizing her up for something, "Since this is considered 'friendly' training, I'll let you have use of one of these special bokens." He said to her, pulling out one for himself, and then holding the open end of the bag to her.
Suspicious, Motoko broached, "Why not the one that you have?"
Arching a brow to her, "I don't think you can presently handle this thing." Tenshin said plainly. He seemed to think about it for a minute, and then held out the hilt of his boken to her, "Try it then."
And she did try. Upon when he relinquished his hold on the practice sword, it pulled itself out of her grip and dropped INTO the ground, her not expecting an extreme amount of weight from a simple boken.
"Na-Nani!?" She gaped, and looked to him.
"It is heavily weighted. My design." Tenshin answered simply.
"How much?" Motoko's mind swam at the thought of training like this, and quite possibly advantageous it could be.
Tapping his chin, "About twenty to twenty-five kilos." He looked at her again, and pulled a specific wooden blade out for her, "Here's something about twice as heavy as that sword you brought.
"Shall we start?" He asked, picking up his 'blade', holding it to his left hip and taking a stance with his other hand poised over the sword.
For some reason, that stance took Motoko back to when she was training with her sister:
Patting the little seven year-old's head, "Soon, soon you will take my place as master of the Shin-Mei-Ryuu." The older long black-haired woman said lovingly.
Shaking her head vigorously, "NOOOOO, Ane-We!!!" The little girl squealed.
Laughing as she kneeled to the child, "The elders did say that you have a bright future in this clan, to quite possibly replace any and all of us as our better."
Little Motoko tears stopped when she heard that, and then beamed brightly, "Really?!"
Nodding, "Yes, really." The woman smiled as she caressed the far younger girl's cherub face, "But you must train long and hard to be the best.
"We can start now if you like?" Motoko elder sister said.
"HAI!!!"
Reeling her head back to release a bark of laughter, "The first thing you must learn is this…" She trailed off, showing the sheathed sword in her hand, "…And to recognize potential allies or enemies."
"Oh?"
Taking a few paces away from Little Motoko, "Here, let me show you the basic stance (All that is known really) of the Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryuu, a far younger school than ours, but just as deadly if not more so."
The little one could not quite grasp the implication of something possibly better than her Shin-Mei-Ryuu school of the Spirit Blade, but she took her older sister's word for gospel.
Back to the present, Motoko gasped at the implications in front of her, the brother school to her own! Her mind boggled as she also remembered her masters telling her that the school has unfortunately died after World War Two, but the possibility always rested within since everything was thrown into pure chaos during that dark point in history.
Firming her grip and her stance into textbook Kendo ready, "Tell me-" The Hinata Swordswoman began, gesturing with a jut of her head, "-Is that of the Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryuu?"
Relaxing slightly, Tenshin replied without taking his eyes of hers, "That it is."
"Thought so." Motoko smiled slightly, inwardly, she is shivering with excitement, "Shall we begin?"
Nodding, "Slowly at first, to let you get acclimated to that boken."
"Agreed….GO!!!"
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"BREAK!!!" Tenshin's 'sensei-voice' resounded through the trees, and the both of them stopped in their elegant, yet violent dance of the blades.
Leaning against a tree, panting her lungs out, Motoko's own practice sword slipped out of her numbed fingers, as every muscle in her arms, back, and legs sang in delightful harmony of tightness and dull pain. Not noticing it before, so focused on the practice as she was and it was rather dark, she asked, "What are those bracers?"
"More practice weights."
"Huh?!"
With a series of clacks, the bracers on his arms fell to the ground with a thump, as with what looked like to be a fanny-pack and shin-guards, Tenshin grinned boyishly, "Each weighs in at around forty-five to seventy-five kilos."
Motoko just gaped at him with wide eyes and thought, 'He's a MONSTER!'
Looking hurt, "Don't look at me like that." Tenshin growled.
"What?"
With a shrug, he answered, "I'm just highly adaptable, that's all. Just want to keep my training at as a high level as I can..." He trailed off into silence to look up into the dawning sky, "…Too keep the memory of my master alive."
Her gaze softened upon hearing that, "Your master is…" She also trailed off, getting off of the tree and back onto her feet.
"Yes, he died some time before I decided to come back to Japan." He shifted his eyes back down to her, seemingly laughing within them, "Care for one more round?"
Picking up her weighted boken, then looking at it and asked, "Got another that is not weighted?"
Nodding, "Yeah." Tenshin reached into the bag and pulled out a pair of normal practice swords, and handed one to her, "Here."
Grasping the wooden blade, "I have always wondered what the Hiten-Mitsurugi-Ryuu can really do." Motoko wondered out loud, along with a sidelong glance to Tenshin.
"Really?"
Nodding affirmative, "Hai."
Getting into a ready stance, "You ready?" Tenshin asked.
"Hai." The black-haired girl said softly, yet firmly, holding her sword in front of herself.
"GO!!!" Tenshin barked, just before he charged.
Motoko was just stepping forward and raising her blade above her head when a sudden gust of air nearly blew her off her feet. She felt her boken being pulled out of her grip, and something snapping meatily.
And Tenshin was not in her line of sight.
She looked all around, with her feet planted to the ground; no sign of him anywhere.
It was then, she lowered her hands and gaped at what she saw: her boken snapped off at the hilt.
Suddenly stiffening when she felt hands gripping her chest, she heard him hiss in an odd Irish accent, "S'Round…S'Firm…S'Fully PACKED!!"
"IIIIII-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Motoko's rising pitch scream blew through the entire valley and all of Hinata Prefecture.
Ripping his hands off her Gi, Motoko snarled, snapping around on her heel and snatching up her REAL sword, "Yooooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-!!
"-PERVERT!!!!! How DARE you grab me there!!!"
Shrugging his shoulders with a grin, "I won." Tenshin answered simply.
The ground smoldering under her feet, the swordswoman glared and unsheathed her sword.
Putting his hands up in sign of surrender, "N-Now…don't be hasty!!" Tenshin stuttered.
Whipping her sword up above her head, "HII-KEN!!!! ZAN-KUU-SEN!!!!" Her trademark 'SuperMove.'
"AAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE" And Tenshin was blown into the stratosphere.
Panting hard as her heart and mind regained control, Motoko noticed the line of fallen and uprooted trees in the wake of her technique, something that never happened before. Smiling wanly and chuckling, "The training did some good…"
Looking up into the sky, "Time to get ready for breakfast and school."
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Sitting down at the table as everyone began eating, Shinobu looked around to the others and asked "Where is Tenshin-oujisan?"
With laden chopsticks to his mouth, Keitaro paused and looked himself, "He told me that he was going to be here for breakfast last night…"
"What about Motoko-chan?" Naru interjected.
"Yeah…" Mitsune hummed.
As if answering them all, Tenshin came crashing through the dining room window, "…AIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-" Continued through the table, smashing it to mere splinters and sawdust, "-AAAAAIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE-" and onward through the wall past the receptionist area and lobby, tearing up all the wooden flooring and walls alike on his path through the other side past the front of the Inn.
Everyone blinked while they all held their rice-bowls to their mouths.
Rolling his jaw back into his skull, Keitaro began asking, "Was that…?
"…Tenshin…?" Naru.
"…Oujiisan?" Shinobu finished.
And they all got out of their chairs and barreled after Tenshin.
Upon getting almost to the stairs leading up to the Inn itself, they all watched, Haruka included, curiosity roused her from the store.
They all watched Tenshin extricate himself from the rubble of wood, concrete and stumble about drunkenly for a moment before shaking the dust out of his hair.
With a last shake of his hair and another stumbling step, "WOAH!!" He grinned widely with both thumbs up to the assembled group, "WHAT A WOMAN!!!" He bellowed, just before falling over onto his face with a SPLAT.
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And THAT is what I say is
THAT!
Heh...In case if you cannot already tell, this is NOT a Self-Insertion, I don't
play like that...hehe...No am I as insane as Tenshin seems to be right now!
Next Chapter:
Keitaro Studies GASP!
Naru get what's coming to her!
Mistune skipping down the halls of Hinata-Sou?!
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"DO THE DEW!!!"
"Those who say violence never solved anything have never studied history.
Violence continues to be used not because
it is easy, but because it is effective
when it has been applied properly."
-Misato Katsuragi, "A Soldier's Duty" (Special Thanks to MetroAnime
for this line!)
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