DISCLAIMER: I do not own Love Hina.
Keitaro quickly turned towards Naru and saw that her shirt was indeed on the other way around. His jaw dropped and his tongue started stammering. His hands were flailing in the air and it seemed he was seconds away from bursting
"B. . . Bu. . . But we. . . didn. . ."
Naru turned to Keitaro with fire in her eyes.
"DO NOT SAY A WORD, KEITARO! Let me handle this!" Naru screamed.
"O. . . Okay. . . " Keitaro muttered. His shoulders went limp and he took his place at the table after. "Naru has always been better when it comes to things like these." He thought. Keitaro was seated beside Motoko and the other seat beside him was waiting for Naru.
"So. . . ?" Kitsune asked. This was starting to become really interesting for her.
"Its not like what you think, Kitsune." Naru replied. "When we got back from the movies, we found all of you sleeping inside Keitaro's room. Since all of you took up his sleeping space, I allowed him to stay in my room for the night. Nothing happened between us. I got my shirt on the other way around because I changed clothes in the dark to make sure Keitaro doesn't see anything. Does that answer your question?" Directing her inquiry towards Kitsune.
"Good enough. . . " She replied. Kitsune then went back to devouring her breakfast.
Naru made her way to her spot and started her meal. She was just about halfway through when the phone started ringing. Shinobu picked up the phone and called out to Naru a few seconds after.
"Naru-sempai! Phone call for you!" Shinobu yelled.
Naru took the call and returned to address the group.
"That was my sister. My mom wants me to come home for the weekend, she says she wants to talk to me about a few things. . . " Naru then dashed to her room, leaving the group and her half-empty plate.
Keitaro froze for a moment and then left the table to follow Naru. He took the stairs up, trying to avoid causing more trouble by passing through the hole in the ceiling. Keitaro stopped himself from sliding the door open and running to his girlfriend. Instead, he knocked on the sliding door and asked permission first.
"Naru?"
"Its alright. Come in. . . " She replied.
Keitaro found her sitting on the floor, hugging her stuufed Liddo-kun, her head bowed down. She was obviously unhappy about her mom's request. He slowly approached her and knelt beside her.
"What's wrong Naru?"
"I'm not exactly sure. . . Maybe I feel sad because I'd have to be away from you the whole weekend. . . "
Keitaro held out his hand gently touched Naru's cheek. She turned her gaze towards him, her eyes almost in tears. Keitaro smiled at her. Naru threw aside her stuffed toy and wrapped Keitaro in a tight embrace, her face buried in his chest. Keitaro smiled and wrapped his arm around her while the other one was stroking her hair.
"You know, you can be a very sweet person, Naru." Keitaro whispered to her. "Why are you crying? What are you worried about?"
Naru lay silent in his arms.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. . . If that's what you're worried about." He told her.
Naru broke away from the embrace, looked at Keitaro in the eye and smiled.
"And you're not as numb as I thought after all." She commented.
Keitaro let out a chuckle.
"But that doesn't mean I'm taking my eyes off you. You better behave yourself while I'm not around, okay? I'll be leaving this morning and I'll be back Sunday afternoon. I'll call you as often as I can."
"Yes ma'am." Keitaro obliged. Naru pulled Keitaro towards her and planted a deep, long kiss on Keitaro's lips.
"And that's something to make you look forward to my arrival. I have to fix some clothes that I will be bringing so if you don't mind. . . "
"Okay. . . " was all that Keitaro could muster.
Motoko saw and heard everything from outside the room.
"This could be the perfect opportunity to buy me some time with Keitaro- kun. I better start making plans." Motoko thought before sneaking away from Naru's door.
Keitaro was still in a daze from Naru's "going-away present". He barely missed Motoko upon exiting Naru's room although he wouldn't have noticed her anyway. His head was spinning right now and as far as was concerned, he was on cloud nine.
Keitaro and the rest of the Hinata residents waved Naru goodbye a few minutes after. One by one, they went in to continue their individual chores for the day. Keitaro stayed outside until his eye could no longer find his girlfriend. Motoko stood behind him a few feet back.
"Oh, hi Motoko-chan. I thought you already went in with the rest of the girls." Keitaro said.
"I figured I'd keep you company. I don't have much to do inside anyway. You've only been away from Naru-san for a few minutes and you already seem depressed. It's not like she's leaving for keeps. In the meantime, let me keep you company." Motoko replied.
She approached Keitaro and locked arms with him. "Why don't we go in first. . . ?" She asked, looking him in the eye.
Keitaro, apparently distraught at the thought of not being able to see Naru for a few days, did not reply.
"Keitaro. . ." Motoko asked. "I don't enjoy seeing you like this."
"I'm sorry, Motoko-chan. I guess being in a relationship really does change a few things in a persons life."
"You know I've never been in one."
"Oh, that's right!" Keitaro replied, smiling.
"You mind telling me how it feels to be in one?" Motoko asked, blushing.
"But. . . I don't know where to start. . ."
"That's okay. Why don't we go into your room and discuss it over tea?" Motoko offered.
"Aaa. . . but you've never gone inside my room!" Keitaro nervously replied. "Aren't you worried the others might. . ."
"Don't worry about it. . . Everything changes. . . and maybe it's time we get to know each other a little better. " Motoko smiled.
Motoko dragged Keitaro inside and led him to his room. She then left for the kitchen to make some tea and came back a few minutes later, carrying a tray with a kettle and two cups. The young swordswoman then seated herself, facing Keitaro.
The afternoon was long and quiet. Hinata Sou was unbelievably silent for most of the day as Shinobu took out the laundry. Su was busy fixing her Mecha-Tama and Kitsune was inside her room downing a few bottles of sake.
Motoko, instead of her usual afternoon routine on the roof deck, was with Keitaro. More than two hours had passed since they started talking inside the kanrinin's room and they seem to be getting along pretty well. From outside Keitaro's door, on can hear voices and occasional giggles that was distinctly Motoko's.
"You should smile more often Motoko-chan." Keitaro commented. "You look so much lovelier when you smile."
Motoko blushed. "Please don't say that, Keitaro. . ."
"But it's true! Your personality intimidates guys but if you learn to smile a lot more often. . . " Keitaro reasoned.
"I am not interested in them." Motoko interrupted. She moved closer to Keitaro and stared directly into his wide open eyes.
Motoko was a stunning beauty in her own way. Her cheeks, still flushed from Keitaro's previous comment, perfectly accenting her flawlessly cream- colored skin.
"Do I indimidate you, Kei-kun?" Motoko whispered as her face drew closer to his.
Keitaro couldn't react. He was starting to form sweat drops on his forehead. His mind was starting to spin and he couldn't think straight.
"Why can't I bring myself to react?! Why is Motoko doing this? Hmm. . . but she's so lovely. . . and the way she's looking at me. . . I can't. . . I don't know. . . I must. . . " Keitaro's thoughts were interrupted by the sensation of Motoko's lips softly rubbing against his. His mind went totally blank as Motoko pressed her lips full into Keitaro's. His eyes slowly closed as the feeling flowed through him. He slowly rested his back down on the floor as Motoko lay on top of him, their lips never parting.
"Hmm. . . for somebody who's never been in a relationship, she does seem to kiss very well. . ." Keitaro thought, his eyes still closed. "Aaah. . . she kisses even better than. . ."
"Aaaaah!!!" Keitaro cried, breaking the kiss. "Narusegawa! I almost forgot! She's going to kill me if she finds out!"
Motoko stood up and walked towards the door without saying anything. Before she disappeared into the hallway, she turned towards Keitaro. "We have a date tonight, then?" She said, flashing that lovely smile again.
Keitaro was in a daze.
"I'll take that as a yes." Motoko added. "I'll meet you outside the lobby at eight. Oh. . . and don't be late!"
Keitaro quickly turned towards Naru and saw that her shirt was indeed on the other way around. His jaw dropped and his tongue started stammering. His hands were flailing in the air and it seemed he was seconds away from bursting
"B. . . Bu. . . But we. . . didn. . ."
Naru turned to Keitaro with fire in her eyes.
"DO NOT SAY A WORD, KEITARO! Let me handle this!" Naru screamed.
"O. . . Okay. . . " Keitaro muttered. His shoulders went limp and he took his place at the table after. "Naru has always been better when it comes to things like these." He thought. Keitaro was seated beside Motoko and the other seat beside him was waiting for Naru.
"So. . . ?" Kitsune asked. This was starting to become really interesting for her.
"Its not like what you think, Kitsune." Naru replied. "When we got back from the movies, we found all of you sleeping inside Keitaro's room. Since all of you took up his sleeping space, I allowed him to stay in my room for the night. Nothing happened between us. I got my shirt on the other way around because I changed clothes in the dark to make sure Keitaro doesn't see anything. Does that answer your question?" Directing her inquiry towards Kitsune.
"Good enough. . . " She replied. Kitsune then went back to devouring her breakfast.
Naru made her way to her spot and started her meal. She was just about halfway through when the phone started ringing. Shinobu picked up the phone and called out to Naru a few seconds after.
"Naru-sempai! Phone call for you!" Shinobu yelled.
Naru took the call and returned to address the group.
"That was my sister. My mom wants me to come home for the weekend, she says she wants to talk to me about a few things. . . " Naru then dashed to her room, leaving the group and her half-empty plate.
Keitaro froze for a moment and then left the table to follow Naru. He took the stairs up, trying to avoid causing more trouble by passing through the hole in the ceiling. Keitaro stopped himself from sliding the door open and running to his girlfriend. Instead, he knocked on the sliding door and asked permission first.
"Naru?"
"Its alright. Come in. . . " She replied.
Keitaro found her sitting on the floor, hugging her stuufed Liddo-kun, her head bowed down. She was obviously unhappy about her mom's request. He slowly approached her and knelt beside her.
"What's wrong Naru?"
"I'm not exactly sure. . . Maybe I feel sad because I'd have to be away from you the whole weekend. . . "
Keitaro held out his hand gently touched Naru's cheek. She turned her gaze towards him, her eyes almost in tears. Keitaro smiled at her. Naru threw aside her stuffed toy and wrapped Keitaro in a tight embrace, her face buried in his chest. Keitaro smiled and wrapped his arm around her while the other one was stroking her hair.
"You know, you can be a very sweet person, Naru." Keitaro whispered to her. "Why are you crying? What are you worried about?"
Naru lay silent in his arms.
"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. . . If that's what you're worried about." He told her.
Naru broke away from the embrace, looked at Keitaro in the eye and smiled.
"And you're not as numb as I thought after all." She commented.
Keitaro let out a chuckle.
"But that doesn't mean I'm taking my eyes off you. You better behave yourself while I'm not around, okay? I'll be leaving this morning and I'll be back Sunday afternoon. I'll call you as often as I can."
"Yes ma'am." Keitaro obliged. Naru pulled Keitaro towards her and planted a deep, long kiss on Keitaro's lips.
"And that's something to make you look forward to my arrival. I have to fix some clothes that I will be bringing so if you don't mind. . . "
"Okay. . . " was all that Keitaro could muster.
Motoko saw and heard everything from outside the room.
"This could be the perfect opportunity to buy me some time with Keitaro- kun. I better start making plans." Motoko thought before sneaking away from Naru's door.
Keitaro was still in a daze from Naru's "going-away present". He barely missed Motoko upon exiting Naru's room although he wouldn't have noticed her anyway. His head was spinning right now and as far as was concerned, he was on cloud nine.
Keitaro and the rest of the Hinata residents waved Naru goodbye a few minutes after. One by one, they went in to continue their individual chores for the day. Keitaro stayed outside until his eye could no longer find his girlfriend. Motoko stood behind him a few feet back.
"Oh, hi Motoko-chan. I thought you already went in with the rest of the girls." Keitaro said.
"I figured I'd keep you company. I don't have much to do inside anyway. You've only been away from Naru-san for a few minutes and you already seem depressed. It's not like she's leaving for keeps. In the meantime, let me keep you company." Motoko replied.
She approached Keitaro and locked arms with him. "Why don't we go in first. . . ?" She asked, looking him in the eye.
Keitaro, apparently distraught at the thought of not being able to see Naru for a few days, did not reply.
"Keitaro. . ." Motoko asked. "I don't enjoy seeing you like this."
"I'm sorry, Motoko-chan. I guess being in a relationship really does change a few things in a persons life."
"You know I've never been in one."
"Oh, that's right!" Keitaro replied, smiling.
"You mind telling me how it feels to be in one?" Motoko asked, blushing.
"But. . . I don't know where to start. . ."
"That's okay. Why don't we go into your room and discuss it over tea?" Motoko offered.
"Aaa. . . but you've never gone inside my room!" Keitaro nervously replied. "Aren't you worried the others might. . ."
"Don't worry about it. . . Everything changes. . . and maybe it's time we get to know each other a little better. " Motoko smiled.
Motoko dragged Keitaro inside and led him to his room. She then left for the kitchen to make some tea and came back a few minutes later, carrying a tray with a kettle and two cups. The young swordswoman then seated herself, facing Keitaro.
The afternoon was long and quiet. Hinata Sou was unbelievably silent for most of the day as Shinobu took out the laundry. Su was busy fixing her Mecha-Tama and Kitsune was inside her room downing a few bottles of sake.
Motoko, instead of her usual afternoon routine on the roof deck, was with Keitaro. More than two hours had passed since they started talking inside the kanrinin's room and they seem to be getting along pretty well. From outside Keitaro's door, on can hear voices and occasional giggles that was distinctly Motoko's.
"You should smile more often Motoko-chan." Keitaro commented. "You look so much lovelier when you smile."
Motoko blushed. "Please don't say that, Keitaro. . ."
"But it's true! Your personality intimidates guys but if you learn to smile a lot more often. . . " Keitaro reasoned.
"I am not interested in them." Motoko interrupted. She moved closer to Keitaro and stared directly into his wide open eyes.
Motoko was a stunning beauty in her own way. Her cheeks, still flushed from Keitaro's previous comment, perfectly accenting her flawlessly cream- colored skin.
"Do I indimidate you, Kei-kun?" Motoko whispered as her face drew closer to his.
Keitaro couldn't react. He was starting to form sweat drops on his forehead. His mind was starting to spin and he couldn't think straight.
"Why can't I bring myself to react?! Why is Motoko doing this? Hmm. . . but she's so lovely. . . and the way she's looking at me. . . I can't. . . I don't know. . . I must. . . " Keitaro's thoughts were interrupted by the sensation of Motoko's lips softly rubbing against his. His mind went totally blank as Motoko pressed her lips full into Keitaro's. His eyes slowly closed as the feeling flowed through him. He slowly rested his back down on the floor as Motoko lay on top of him, their lips never parting.
"Hmm. . . for somebody who's never been in a relationship, she does seem to kiss very well. . ." Keitaro thought, his eyes still closed. "Aaah. . . she kisses even better than. . ."
"Aaaaah!!!" Keitaro cried, breaking the kiss. "Narusegawa! I almost forgot! She's going to kill me if she finds out!"
Motoko stood up and walked towards the door without saying anything. Before she disappeared into the hallway, she turned towards Keitaro. "We have a date tonight, then?" She said, flashing that lovely smile again.
Keitaro was in a daze.
"I'll take that as a yes." Motoko added. "I'll meet you outside the lobby at eight. Oh. . . and don't be late!"