LOVE HINA FOREVER

DISCLAIMER: This fic is based on both the anime and manga series. Any and all characters originally found within such works are the property of Bandai and Ken Akamatsu.

SYNOPSIS: Will happiness ever befall Konno Mitsune? Or is she destined to live without love?

A/N: LHF is based off both the Manga and Anime series, although there are some slight differences between the two it shouldn't affect things too much. I hope. Also I almost totally overhauled the first chapter and added some more onto it towards the end so you might want to re-read it if you have done so before.

4-06-05: Well, nearly 3 years after I finished the 1st chapter, I'm finally getting back to this. I'm sorry for the long delay, unfortunately shortly after the last update, my comp crashed and I lost nearly all my work including the finished products of chaps 3,4 and a new prologue. Right now I about 66 with those, but I want to redo and add some things in the first two, especially towards the mid of chap 2. Mainly because I finished the Manga series a while back I noticed a few discrepancies I had mistakenly made. So…Without further ado I present the brand new 'Love Hina Forever.'

Chapter 1: For Love, For Honor.

It had been two years. Two years since Keitaro Urashima and Naru Narusegawa had married. Two years since Konno Mitsune had finally come to terms with her feelings, and given up on the young archaeologist the girls of Hinatasou had to know so well. And then it all came back.

Like a flood, the emotions Kitsune had once buried deep inside her heart burst from her chest, threatening to consume her.

"Baka. Baka. BAKA!" Kitsune's clenched fist pounded her couch with each word. It wasn't as if she wanted to come between her two best friends; she had never seen Naru as happy as she was since she had married the love of her life; but the agony of her jealousy and sorrow twisted Kitsune's stomach into knots. "Why the hell did this happen to me now?" The blonde moaned into the empty room.

It wasn't fair. Everyone around her was involved in some relationship or another. Mutsumi had Kentaro Sakata, Haruka had Seta, and Naru had... Keitaro. In an event very unlike Kitsune, small tears began to form in her eyes.

"Kitsune?" The door leading to her room opened and Naru's head poked its way through, a look of concern on the girl's face. "What's wrong?"

Turning away, Kitsune wiped her eyes and let out a nervous laugh. "Ahahahaha! Haven't been better." She lied.

Stepping inside, Naru closed the door and sat down next to her childhood friend. "C'mon Kitsune, I'm sure it's not that bad." She began, trying to comfort the blonde. "You can tell me."

"Honestly Naru, I don't know what you're talking about. There's nothing wrong with me." Kitsune had yet to face her friend the entire time as she fought to hold back the tears tormented her once more.

Placing her hand on Kitsune's shoulder, Naru squeezed it gently. "Look Kitsune, We've been friends for years now. I know you better then anyone else, and I know when you're lying to me. Now please, just tell me what's wrong."

Slapping Naru's had away, Kitsune turned around. Naru gasped in surprise when she saw Kitsune's face. Tears streamed down her face and anger burned in her eyes. "Alright!" The blonde nearly screamed. "You want to know what's wrong? You want to what my problem is? I'll tell you! It's you Naru!"

"Me?" Naru asked shocked.

"Yes...you." Kitsune answered, the pressure on her heart fading with each word." Ever since junior high everyone always saw as some kind of slut or whore and assumed I was doing every guy I could. Sure there were a few guys I liked every now and then, but since I already knew what they thought of me I couldn't say anything. To this day there have been only two guys I liked who didn't see me that way, and do you know what happened to them?"

"..." Naru shook her head silently.

"You stole them from me. First Seta-san when we were still kids. Then Keitaro."

Naru's mouth hung open in shock and her eyes began to water as she listened to Kitsune's confession. All this time, behind all of Kitsune's plans and plots to get Naru and Keitaro together, was she just trying to stay as close to him as possible?

"But you know what the worst part of all this is?" Kitsune asked. By now her anger and faded away, but tears ran more then ever. "The worst part is that I hate you for what you've done and I know it's not your fault. I don't want to, but I hate you, and it's killing me."

The room was silent for a few minutes as neither girl spoke or moved. Naru was trying to think of something to say to her friend, and Kitsune just wanted to disappear.

"Maybe you should just go." Kitsune murmured, finally breaking the silence.

"Kitsune..."

"Please Naru, just go." Kitsune begged, turning away again.

"A-alright Kitsune. Bye." With those final words Naru Narusegawa left the room of Konno Mitsune believing the relationship the two had shared for so many years had just died.

An hour later Kitsune was still sitting alone in her room, a trio of sake bottles lay at her feet and a fourth was clenched tightly in her hands. As she opened the bottle a quiet rapping sounded at her door. Raising the rice wine to her lips, Kitsune drained the bottle of about a quarter of its contents.

"Naru...Please just leave me alone." She whispered just load enough to be heard.

"Actually Mitsune-san, it's me." The familiar voice of Motoko Aoyama sounded from the other side of the sliding door.

"Oh...ok, come in." Kitsune invited and offered the raven-haired swordswoman. "Drink?"

"No, thank you." Motoko declined. Walking across the room, the black skirt that was becoming more and more common in the samurai girl's wardrobe moving in the slight breeze, Motoko sat on cushion next to Kitsune's window. "And I think you should stop as well."

Stopping the wine bottle, Kitsune sighed and tossed it down to the others. "So...what brings you here?"

"Narusegawa-sempai told me what happened." Motoko answered, her eyes closing in the standard look of meditation.

"And I bet she sent you here to kill me." Kitsune mumbled sarcastically.

"No, no." Motoko denied, shaking her head. "I thought maybe you might feel more comfortable talking about this with me due to my experience in this matter."

For the first time in a very long time Kitsune smiled. Everyone in Hinatasou knew about Motoko's feelings for Keitaro, especially since the samurai girl never used to like men. "So how do you do it?" Kitsune asked. "How do you go through everyday not feeling jealous of Naru?"

"Who said I am not envious of Narusegawa-sempai?" Motoko asked smiling brightly. "But to answer your question, I just remember that those two had been promised to each other by fate since long before we ever came to Hinata."

"And that helps?" Kitsune asked, searching for anything to help control her emotions.

"Sometimes, other time I feel like kicking fate right between the legs." Motoko replied, giving another of her beautiful smiles. "When that happens, I fight with Yuki-chan or Seta-san."

Kitsune laughed quietly, amazed at how much Motoko had changed ever since Keitaro had taken over the girls dormitory of Hinatasou. Five years ago, such words would never have come out of the young Motoko's mouth, when she was still trying to fight for her sister's acceptance. "That boy has really changed things around here hasn't he?"

"Yes. Urashima-kun does have a habit of bringing out the best in us doesn't he?" Motoko agreed. Moving over to Kitsune, Motoko placed a hand gently on her shoulder. "Mitsune-san... Kitsune, just remember destiny has someone in store for all of us; it is just a matter of finding them."

"Humph. Sounds like Naru got it easy." Kitsune complained, her bad mood slowly melting through the alcoholic fog.

"Hai. When it comes to love life is either very easy or..."

"A bitch?" Kitsune asked, interrupting Motoko's philosophy.

"I was going to say 'very difficult', but I guess that will work." Motoko replied, a smile blooming on her face.

Standing up, Kitsune stretched her arms over her head. "Well, I'm going to go take a bath. Care to join me?"

"Thank you, but I am required elsewhere so I will have to decline." Motoko said shaking her head.

"Ok. And if you see Naru, send her my way. I need to apologize."

Walking towards her door, Kitsune turned back to the swordswoman. "And Motoko...Thanks."

"Of course."

Soaking in the hot springs, Kitsune thought back to talk with Motoko. "Destiny has someone in store for all of us; it is just a matter of finding them." She had said.

"So it's destiny huh?" Kitsune thought to herself as she popped her knuckles. "Well, it's about time this little fox went out and gave destiny a swift kick in the ass."

Unfortunately, the warm water and sake had a detrimental effect on her resolve to exit the bath. Finding herself unable; as well as a little unwilling; to more her limbs, Kitsune was forced to soak much longer then she had planned. As a result, by the time she finally did leave the heated water, she skin had taken on a slight reddish tinge. As she poured cold water over herself to cool her skin, a voice sounded from behind.

"Kitsune? Motoko said you were looking for me?"

Meanwhile, on the bridge that connected the town of Hinata to the outside world a lone figure stood between the two paired stone statues that protected the town. Dress only in the gi of a Karate practitioner, the figure swung his duffle bag over his shoulder had slowly stepped onto the concrete path that was the streets of Hinata, his leather sandals crunching the gravel underfoot. "So this is the place?" The man thought to himself as he watched the various people on the street pass him. Some ignored his presence, but most stared at him, not that he blamed them, he did standout in such a small town. "It is hard to believe that a master of such a strong sword style as the God's cry Ryu would be living in a place such as this. None the less I must complete my mission, I must destroy Motoko Aoyama."

"Kitsune? Motoko said you were looking for me?" The quiet voice of Naru Narusegawa pulled Kitsune from her thoughts as she rinsed herself on the rocky banks of Hinatasou's open air bath. Turning around, look of shame and sorrow on her face, Kitsune closed her eyes and nodded sadly.

"U-um... yeah I was." She began, stumbling over the words. "Naru... I..."

"Kitsune, please forgive me." Naru interrupted, tears beginning to stream down her face.

"Forgive...you?" Kitsune asked, shock and confusion evident on her face. "I'm the one who should be apologizing. You didn't do anything wrong."

"No." Naru insisted, taking Kitsune's hands in her own as she knelt down infront of her. "I did. After I left I thought about what you said, and you were right. When Keitaro and I first started to realize out feelings for each other, everyone did so much for us despite the fact that you all loved him just as much as I did, only I refused to admit it. I don't deserve him Kitsune, and I don't deserve you."

"Narusegawa-sempai?" The shy, almost child like, voice of Shinobu Maehara broke the silence as the young manager of Hinatsou, and one of the original residents, stepped out towards the bath.

"Oh, Shinobu..." Naru said, trying to cover up her embarrassment. "I didn't hear the door open."

"Narusegawa-sempai..." Although Shinobu had matured quite a lot since she had first come to live here, she still reverted back to her old personality whenever she felt truly passionate about something.

"Please don't say that." Clutching her hands to her chest, Shinobu ran up to the pair, her eyes wide and pleading. "You can't say that, Urashima-sama loves you very much, he wouldn't be happy with someone else."

"She's right Naru." Kitsune replied. "We may love him, but you should know by now that everything we did to get you two together, we did because that's what we wanted to do."

Smiling once again, Kitsune stood up and brushed back her hair. "Besides, it's like Motoko said. You got lucky with Keitaro, now it's my turn."

A/N: That's it for the first chapter, Chapter 2 should be up soon with Chapter 3 following close behind. As always tell me what you think. -TK-

4-6-05: Well not much changed there, but then again it wasn't to bad to begin with, if a bit of an ego is allowed. I start work of #2 and that should be up either tomorrow or then next day.