"End of the Treasured Ones" A Love Hina fanfiction by Ben Woo

Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina or any of it's original characters. I also don't own any of Hellsing's fighting styles, namely Alucard and Walter. Should any others be brought in then okay. I do however own Ben Woo and the being (named later so no spoiler). The story line is also mine. You must ask me to refer to this, post it on your site, or use anything from this story that is not of my original creation. This will be the last disclaimer, the other chapters will just refer you to this one.

It was a cool morning at Hinata Sou, and Keitaro found himself cleaning the girls' hot springs. He decided to do it early today simply for his health. He was really tired of Naru, Motoko, Su, and Sarah kicking his butt when they came in to bathe. Keitaro took care to clean all of the bathing area, lest he wish for Naru or the other girls complaining and sending him into low orbit. He was short on clothing from how many times he was sent into the atmosphere. The fall usually burned his clothing. Keitaro quickly finished up his cleaning and went to his other chores, finishing them quickly. His perceptive nose caught on the sweet scent of cooking, no doubt the product of Shinobu Maehara's efforts. It was one of the few pros in his stay here. His body was invincible only because of his diet, mostly consisting of Shinobu's food. It was his secret because should one of the residents know and wish to kill him, then they could just cut off his access to Shinobu's cooking. A cry of, "BREAKFAST IS READY!" cut through Keitaro's reverie. He went to the kitchen, finding his tenants already there. Breakfast went without anything unusual. Unfortunately, the usual consisted of Keitaro saying something wrong and then being sent into low orbit by Naru's trademark punch.

"That Keitaro can't go one day without doing something dumb or perverted! UGH! I'll have to do something!" cried Naru as a vein in her forehead began pulsing with an alarming rate.

"I hope sempai isn't going to get hurt! Oh, Motoko, could you help me fetch Keitaro and tend his injuries?" said a very nervous Shinobu.

"I don't know why you say you'll 'tend' his wounds when he never comes back with injuries. The only thing damaged on him is usually his clothing! I will accompany you however, to protect you from his evil ways," said Motoko in a sage-like way. Unbeknownst to Shinobu, Motoko was really doing this because she didn't want Shinobu to have a nervous breakdown and then make the Hinata Sou residents starve.

By now Keitaro finally made it back to Earth and was doing his best to not look like a hobo. His efforts would go unnoticed however, as most of his clothing was burnt and falling off in chunks.

"I wonder what'll happen next..." said an uneasy Keitaro. He was nervous because he had landed in a forest of some sort behind Hinata Sou. Keitaro turned around and walked right into a boy. Surprised, he falls down. The boy simply laughed and offered his hand, which Keitaro graciously accepted. Assessing the boy, Keitaro guessed he was around fourteen, sixteen at most.

"Sorry about bumping into you," was all Keitaro could sputter.

"Don't worry, I should have moved rather than stand there, Keitaro," said the boy.

"Hey, how do you know my name, and what is your name? Introducing myself seems a little pointless now," said a surprised and somewhat anxious Keitaro.

"My name is Ben Woo, and I am here to help you in the upcoming events. There is much to tell you," was the reply from the now identified boy.

Back at Hinata Sou, the girls are all having a conference in the living room. Even Haruka is there, wearing her black apron and taking long drags on the same cigarette. It is unfathomable how she keeps taking long drags but the cigarette never shrinks in size.

"What happened to sempai?! I'm so worried! What if he was attacked by a yakuza hitman! We have to go search for him! AAAAAHHHHHHHH!" screamed a hysterical Shinobu. She had by now started waving her limbs in a fashion that made them blur, tears came like waters out of a hose, and her irises and pupils had increased to the point that the white was no longer visible.

"Please stop crying Shinobu! Why would he get hit by a yakuza? Besides, after what we've put him through, a nuclear bomb wouldn't kill him," said an almost annoyed Naru.

"Yeah, Keitaro does have the vitality of a roach, infinite. He just can't get hurt. Not possible, so don't worry," added Kitsune.

"USE MECHA TAMA VERSION 8.0!" cried Su as she bounced abou with Sarah in tow.

"No turtles! I can't stand them! They are the devil in his most evil form!" screamed a swirly eyed Motoko. She was waving her katana in wide and unrefined arcs.

The girls continued arguing over what to do, when Keitaro and Ben walked in. The girls all turned to look at the newcomers. Haruka was the first to talk, being the only one with coherent thoughts on mind.

"Konbawa stranger, hey Keitaro. So what happened? Please, sit down," said a calm Haruka.

"Thanks," replied Keitaro and Ben in unison.

"Girls, I'd like to introduce an old friend of mine, he taught me many things that have helped me in my life. None of that knowledge has been revealed to you however, so don't wrack your brains to find it. His name is Ben Woo," said Keitaro.

"Hello, I'm Naru."

"Aoyoma Motoko."

"Maehara Shinobu, nice to meet you."

"Kaolla Su! Do you like Mechas?"

"Sarah McDougal, only resident American!"

"Haruka, a pleasure."

"And I'm Kitsune. I'm sure we'll be friends.." Said a sly and purring Kitsune.

"Well, I'm Ben and I am like you guys, in school, and living life to the fullest. Keitaro, I believe we should go now," said Ben.

"Right, I'll be back in a few hours. Don't hold up dinner, Shinobu, we'll find our own," said Keitaro as he waved goodbye and then left.

"Let's follow them," said Kitsune, who now had her slit like eyes open.

"Yes, that would seem the best course of action, that Ben seems suspicious," added a suspicious Motoko.

"I can't believe it! You guys are judging a fourteen year-old boy! You should be ashamed, especially you Motoko, you're only three years older!" scolded a bold Shinobu.

That crushed all replies that Motoko or Kitsune had. Everyone knew that it was Shinobu who kept everything in the inn running. All the food was cooked, all the clothes were cleaned, and many other chores were done by a fourteen year old girl, not the other older girls who inhabited the inn. Although it was how Shinobu paid the rent, it ashamed all the other girls except Haruka, who didn't actually live in the building. That night however, the girls saw Shinobu dressing in warm clothing and leaving.

"We should go now, she won't know!" whispered Kitsune.

"I don't know, she seemed serious, and when it comes to Shinobu, that almost means world crisis serious," answered a hesitant Naru.

"Let's go! She won't know!" cried a bouncing Su. She was already dressed, shoes and all.

"I am hesitant to disobey Shinobu, but I believe we should go," said Motoko, who decided to say her part.

"Alright, let's go then," said a defeated Naru. She personally liked Shinobu, but her curiosity go the better.

The girls all sneaked out to the patio, where they thought Keitaro and Ben would be. They saw the two, standing in two similar fighting stances. The group hit at the top, just barely poking their head above the first step.

"That can't be...the esoteric fighting stance..." whispered a pale Motoko.

"Please don't be cryptic. Normal people like to understand what is being said," replied Kitsune curiously.

"That stance is legendary. Although it looks simple, it is hard to master. Simply put, energy is drained when you stand that way. The chi flow in you body is positioned to flow out very smoothly, too smoothly. It almost emanates from you so to speak. It gives you almost unimaginable power, but the drawback is that you could easily die from the drain of chi. It is believed that only the creator has ever used it, and the that time was supposedly when the master was fighting a son of the lord of terror himself," said Motoko quickly, who was looking at the two people intensely.

"Wait, if this stance is so powerful, why is it that other schools don't use it, and how come Keitaro knows it? So many questions, and I bet that those two know ALL the answers," said a now interested Naru.

The group could feel the tension from the two fighters. Only Motoko noticed the colors of the chis, being as though she was the only one who had any knowledge or training in that area out of the group at the stairs. Keitaro's was a mix between yellow and green, which meant a calm spirit generally, but a dormant power. Yellow meant true power and green meant a calmness and near infinite patience, so that was how Motoko came to her conclusion. Ben's was frightening though, which was why Motoko spent more time looking at Keitaro. She did find the colors though: black and white. That combo was considered both a blessing and fear, fear was showing more of a presence however. Black meant that there was great angst within the vessel and white meant that there was great happiness. However, there was the rumor that when these two mixed, that was the sign that the person was a divine being. Suddenly, the figures blurred. They reappeared right in front of each other, parry and attacking each other. The skill of the two was incredible. It was impossible even for Motoko to follow all the attacks. The fighters broke, and then began moving their arms in front of each other. Keitaro put his hand into his sleeves and removed them, bring his hands to a position similar to what a cat's cradle position would look like. Ben had formed two l's with his hands, with the right hand l upside down and the other right side up. Keitaro blurred again, and Motoko thought she saw strings flying. She saw she was correct when the moonlight reflected on the strings. The strings began moving towards Ben at a speed faster than imaginable. Ben just stood however, as if planning. His palms glowed, and then his arms turned into nightmarish creatures. If forced to judge, a person would have said that the two creatures looked like dogs with necks that stretched into Ben's body. The 'dogs' bit the strings as they came, but one was sliced up into pieces when it was caught off guard by a set of strings. Ben didn't even flinch, it seemed to the fight's spectators that he didn't feel the creature's pain. The remaining 'dog' retracted back to Ben's arm, and then Ben regenerated his other arm, which was a stump from the elbow down. The fighters then smiled, and somehow summoned swords from the air around them into their hands. Ben's had a black blade, with a white hilt. The sword itself also faintly glowed white. Keitaro's was a strange assortment to say the least. The sword was basically a long vine that looped into the shape o a sword. Placed in various locations were small yellow orbs. There was no glow on this sword however. The two combatants charged and clashed their blades. Ben's sword glowed a brighter white along with his body while the orbs on Keitaro's sword glowed yellow and his body generated a bright yellow aura. The two fought with what seemed a berserk rage. Brawlers in bars and street fighters would have been proud of the raw fighting power of the fighters. After about five full minutes of clashing and bashing, the fighters backed off. They unsummoned their swords by having them disappeared into the air. Then the two fighters smiled and began to talk.

"Good, good! I didn't expect you to retain this much skill after our parting," replied Ben happily.

"Well, I practice in secret you know? It isn't hard, the others don't know how much time there actually is. Haha, they don't really understand much," said Keitaro. At this the girls fumed, but kept silent so that they would go unnoticed.

"Yeah but they do now. Or at least they know you have secrets that you haven't revealed. I feel your upcoming pain," said Ben.

"Great," was all he got.

Cries of "URAHSIMA!", "KEITARO!", "KEEEITARO!", and other war cries rang as the girls who were hiding before made their presence known by coming out and bashing Keitaro. Afterwards everyone went to the living room and the girls began their demands.

"What was that! You were incredible! Since when did you know that!" screamed and demanded Naru. Similar comments were being made by the other girls, including Shinobu who had seen the fight halfway through when she came back.

"Okay, I'll explain the details after Ben gets the main points. I still don't know why he came. He doesn't come unless something incredibly good happens, something incredibly bad happens, or he needs me to help fight off some incredibly evil force," was Keitaro's reply. Everyone turned their attention to Ben, who was sweat dropping and trying to make lasers come out of his eyes at Keitaro.

"Thanks for the help...Anways, I'll start by explaining it from the beginning then," said Ben. He looked around and realized that everyone was paying attention. He then began the story.

Author's Note: Please Review and Reply. I need them to decide what to do. Anyway, if you want to talk to me about this, my AIM screen name is TheCrimina1. Thanks!