What Dreams May Come

By Daimyo Shi

I don't own Love Hina. sigh

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(thoughts)

'internal dialogue with parts of a personality.'

Kitsune was reading the paper looking for the racing results.

Suddenly a 30 cm tall version of her self appears next to her dressed in red leather miniskirt, red silk halter top and red stiletto heels. 'So how come you didn't tell Motoko what you dreamt about last night?'

'You can't be serous, she kill me. Come one exactly how well do you think she would react to me telling her about a dream about her and I going at it like two bitches in heat, huh? On top of that Keitaro was in it too. He walked in by accident and ended up having sex with both of us. Please, do you have any idea how well that would go over?'

'Well I bet Keitaro would like to hear it.' says Kitsune's evil side.

'I doubt he could listen more than a couple minutes before he passed out from blood lose and/or shock' replies Kitsune.

'Well true, but admit it, Motoko got you going last night.'

'Hey, I was drunk, very drunk I started to see her as if she was guy. You know those samurai actors, Like the guy who plays Okina Souji in Gohatto (1). I mean it just got to be too much, Motoko was nearly passing out.'

'Yeah but she gave you that itch you had to scratch, now didn't she?'

'Yeah, ok so she did, now will you leave me alone?'

'Nah, I will be bugging you, for weeks after all how long has it been since you got laid.'

"A while." remarks Kitsune. "Now can you go away for a while, I got things to do." Kitsune leaves her room and goes out to get a racing form.

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Motoko is dressed in her Gi and hakama mediating in her room. Walking around her is a 30 cm tall version of Motoko Dressed in a Black tank Top, Black leather mini skirt and black four inch high heels.

'Admit it, Motoko, it felt kind of good laying on top of Keitaro.'

"Rubbish, I have no interested Urashima." says Motoko.

'Hey, you have to admit he treats you much more fair than most guys. I mean guys are one of two things around you, scared shitless or so threatened your ability they rather date anyone else but you. The scary kendo chick is one of the nicer names around the school for you. Of course, you could always start going after girls I almost positive that at least one of your three fans are interested in you romantically."

Motoko shivers and open her eye. "I . . . I know I don't want to sleep with women. I simply want a man that will let me be a warrior."

'Like Keitaro would?' says Mini Motoko with a smirk.

'Keitaro is hardly a man by any definition." remarks Motoko off handily.

'Well I believe that we all saw that he had balls and a dick on more than one occasion, so he does meet one definition being a man. Come on, Motoko, face it, the average Tokugawa samurai's reaction to you would be 'What the hell are you up to, woman? Clean my clothes and cook my food!' they have no interest is letting you be a warrior despite the delusion you hold about it. Quit trying to think that every samurai was like Kenshin. Hell, most of the men in Japan right now are not as nice to their wives as Kenshin is to Karou. Honestly, you need a man like Keitaro, a wimp so he is not threaten by your combat ability and almost too dumb to be scared of you. Of course, if you could get a guy to fall madly in love with you as much as Keitaro is in love with Naru. Then it be all good! In short you need to meet more guys."

Motoko sighed she hated her evil side even more when she was right. 'I guess, there is truth in what you say as much as I hate to admit it.'

'I wonder what kind of dreams Keitaro has had about you.'

"I don't want to know what that Hentai might have dreamed about me." says Motoko with a disgusted look.

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'Tell me, that Motoko didn't feel good on top of you.' said mini-Keitaro.

Keitaro looks up from his math text book 'leave me alone.' says Keitaro.

'Come on you though about Motoko taking you, tell me you wouldn't enjoy it.' says mini-Keitaro.

'Well . . . NO ! It Naru or nothing.' states Keitaro.

'May I ask what you want that S&M girl? I can't seem to get my head around it.' says Keitaro's Evil side with a thoughful look.

'She is my promise girl.' states Keitaro.

'You think so? I always pictured our promise girl having a better memory than us. Besides she not old enough is she? I though our promised girl was roughly the same age as us. I had my choice I want Mutsumi to be our promise girl. Those breasts are to die for, I mean they won't even fit in my hands.' drools evil Keitaro.

'Do you always think with you dick?' asks Keitaro.

'Most of the time, after all they only time I don't tink about sex is when I think up ways to flay alive that creep Keitaro.' says Evil Keitaro.

'At last some we can agree on.' says Keitaro.

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In the laundry room Shinobu is washing the clothes. She begins to load Keitaro's clothes. She finds a pair of Keitaro's boxer shorts. With a quick look around to make sure no one is near. Shinobu takes a whiff of Keitaro's smell. With a slightly guilty look on her face she tucks them into the washing machine. A 30 cm version of herself pops in next to her dressed in a red silk dress slit on the right side up to the hip and a plunging neck line and red high heal shoes. 'Smells good doesn't it?' asks mini-Shinobu.

Shinobu nods at her evil self.

'I know, you were wish it had been you, that got drunk last night and snuck into Keitaro's room. After all what could he possible do to you to resist.'

'I never though that!' says Shinobu with a slight blush.

'Bet you would love it if he came in here and kissed you.' says evil Shinobu.

Shinobu nods.

Notes

(1) yay, My first Japanese Non-anime Movie reference. Anyway Gohatto is a period piece about the Shinsengumi during the Japanese Civil war. This Drama/art film is highly recommend. It is a great film that has an interesting theme. I must mention that it revolves around several homosexual characters. Still it is a great film with some surprisingly good fights even though it is Drama.