Love Hina Fanfic
Chapter 3- Hospital Confessions
"A broken leg, arm, nose, and possibly a scull fracture. For the girl, a cracked rib, and a pulled muscle in her right arm. I believe that they will both be OK, but would you mind telling me what happened to them?" Naru looked blankly at the paramedic who had just gotten done checking over her handy-work. She sat down on the curb next to the ambulance, covered in an emergency blanket. "It was my fault. Mine. Not his. Mine." "She's been saying that since we got here. And it's lucky that we got here when we did, or the young man may not be alive right now." The head paramedic's words hit Naru like a sack of bricks. She began to cry, her face buried in her hands and her long brown hair flowing around her. "Poor girl. I hate having to watch the heartbroken survivors of this type of thing." They started to walk off, but looked back and decided that they would keep her company until the other girls arrived. "We can't just leave her here crying." The head paramedic tried to put his arm over her to help comfort her, but was shaken off with a sob.
Searing light flooded Keitaro Urashima's senses as he woke for the first time in 3 days. The first thing that he saw was a white ceiling, and, looking around, dull, gray curtains, a machine holding his slings, a table with flowers, and finally a blurry patch of brown resting on his right hand. Without his glasses, he could not see it clearly, but he could tell that it was a woman. He noticed a black, circular shape on the desk next to him and figured it was his pair of glasses. He decided to let the sleeping girl rest while he tried to figure out exactly who she was. 'Shinobu. No she has black hair. As does Motoko, Haruka, and Mutsumi. Both Sarah and Su have blond hair. That leaves. Kitsune and Naru. Kitsune has short hair, so it can't be her. OH GOD!!' "Keitaro? You're awake?" She asked sleepily as she looked up at her masterpiece. Where his brown hair had once been, there was now a bandage. His left arm, right leg, and nose had casts on them. There were cuts and scrapes around his eyes from where his glasses had been shattered by her fist. 'All of this because of one punch. He hadn't done anything wrong this time, why did this happen.' She looked into his brown eyes, seeing only the pain and sorrow that she had caused. She saw betrayal and bitterness, and something else. She still saw some of the old Keitaro in there. She noticed that when he looked at her, his countenance got softer and his eyes glowed with a soft light. She saw his loyalty to her; she saw that he wanted to make her happy. Now more than ever, she wanted to tell him how she felt. She wished to hear the words come out of her mouth, and his. "Are you feeling any better?" He nodded dumbly. "Y.yes." He replied timidly, still remembering her words. Flashback "Good to see ya." A slightly sadistic smile formed across her lips. "HUH?! You chased me down to say 'Good to see ya?'" He asked, he backed away a little. "Let me rephrase that." The smile dimmed. "Good to see you alive. I didn't want anyone else to kill you before I got the chance." End Flashback
He shook his head, trying to clear the memory from it. "Uh. what happened? I remember the punch, but nothing after that." He looked down at her, trying to read her eyes. The girl looked down, tears welling in her eyes. "I punched you, and then you hit. hit Mutsumi while in the air. If you weren't there, she would have died." "Huh?" "You landed on top of her. A bus that had been travelling down the road." She choked on the words. "The bus ran over you. I saw the look of one who was betrayed in your eyes right before they went blank." She struggled to stay in control of her emotions. "I saw a pool of blood form around you. At first I thought that it was both of yours. Then the people on the streets had gotten you off of Mutsumi and found that she was pretty much fine. All the blood on the ground belonged. belonged." She broke down and started bawling. Keitaro put his right arm over her to comfort her. "Naru. I'm sorry for whatever I did. I'll make it up to you. I swear." Tears started to form in his eyes. "No matter how." Naru looked up with even more pain in her eyes. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just misunderstood a . statement from Mutsumi. I should be the one begging for forgiveness, not you." This unleashed a fresh wave of tears from Naru, forcing her to look down again. Keitaro put his hand under his friend's chin and lifted it gently. "Naru, I want to be sure that I heard right." "Huh?" "Did you say 'I love you too much to let you go now' after you hit me?" End Chapter 3
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Chapter 3- Hospital Confessions
"A broken leg, arm, nose, and possibly a scull fracture. For the girl, a cracked rib, and a pulled muscle in her right arm. I believe that they will both be OK, but would you mind telling me what happened to them?" Naru looked blankly at the paramedic who had just gotten done checking over her handy-work. She sat down on the curb next to the ambulance, covered in an emergency blanket. "It was my fault. Mine. Not his. Mine." "She's been saying that since we got here. And it's lucky that we got here when we did, or the young man may not be alive right now." The head paramedic's words hit Naru like a sack of bricks. She began to cry, her face buried in her hands and her long brown hair flowing around her. "Poor girl. I hate having to watch the heartbroken survivors of this type of thing." They started to walk off, but looked back and decided that they would keep her company until the other girls arrived. "We can't just leave her here crying." The head paramedic tried to put his arm over her to help comfort her, but was shaken off with a sob.
Searing light flooded Keitaro Urashima's senses as he woke for the first time in 3 days. The first thing that he saw was a white ceiling, and, looking around, dull, gray curtains, a machine holding his slings, a table with flowers, and finally a blurry patch of brown resting on his right hand. Without his glasses, he could not see it clearly, but he could tell that it was a woman. He noticed a black, circular shape on the desk next to him and figured it was his pair of glasses. He decided to let the sleeping girl rest while he tried to figure out exactly who she was. 'Shinobu. No she has black hair. As does Motoko, Haruka, and Mutsumi. Both Sarah and Su have blond hair. That leaves. Kitsune and Naru. Kitsune has short hair, so it can't be her. OH GOD!!' "Keitaro? You're awake?" She asked sleepily as she looked up at her masterpiece. Where his brown hair had once been, there was now a bandage. His left arm, right leg, and nose had casts on them. There were cuts and scrapes around his eyes from where his glasses had been shattered by her fist. 'All of this because of one punch. He hadn't done anything wrong this time, why did this happen.' She looked into his brown eyes, seeing only the pain and sorrow that she had caused. She saw betrayal and bitterness, and something else. She still saw some of the old Keitaro in there. She noticed that when he looked at her, his countenance got softer and his eyes glowed with a soft light. She saw his loyalty to her; she saw that he wanted to make her happy. Now more than ever, she wanted to tell him how she felt. She wished to hear the words come out of her mouth, and his. "Are you feeling any better?" He nodded dumbly. "Y.yes." He replied timidly, still remembering her words. Flashback "Good to see ya." A slightly sadistic smile formed across her lips. "HUH?! You chased me down to say 'Good to see ya?'" He asked, he backed away a little. "Let me rephrase that." The smile dimmed. "Good to see you alive. I didn't want anyone else to kill you before I got the chance." End Flashback
He shook his head, trying to clear the memory from it. "Uh. what happened? I remember the punch, but nothing after that." He looked down at her, trying to read her eyes. The girl looked down, tears welling in her eyes. "I punched you, and then you hit. hit Mutsumi while in the air. If you weren't there, she would have died." "Huh?" "You landed on top of her. A bus that had been travelling down the road." She choked on the words. "The bus ran over you. I saw the look of one who was betrayed in your eyes right before they went blank." She struggled to stay in control of her emotions. "I saw a pool of blood form around you. At first I thought that it was both of yours. Then the people on the streets had gotten you off of Mutsumi and found that she was pretty much fine. All the blood on the ground belonged. belonged." She broke down and started bawling. Keitaro put his right arm over her to comfort her. "Naru. I'm sorry for whatever I did. I'll make it up to you. I swear." Tears started to form in his eyes. "No matter how." Naru looked up with even more pain in her eyes. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just misunderstood a . statement from Mutsumi. I should be the one begging for forgiveness, not you." This unleashed a fresh wave of tears from Naru, forcing her to look down again. Keitaro put his hand under his friend's chin and lifted it gently. "Naru, I want to be sure that I heard right." "Huh?" "Did you say 'I love you too much to let you go now' after you hit me?" End Chapter 3
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