Authors notes again- hi guys, more from me, I still don't own love hina, and I want it really bad! Well ok maybe I just want the last two books that just went on sale near my home. Also I want a vespa like the one I have in the story, or seta's van, that thing is damn near indistructable. I do own myself however, and my dog mentioned below, and the weasel, he doesn't really exist, but I invented him for a manga series starring myself that only my friends and kids at school read.

Alex looked at the large box with suspicion, it had arrived this morning, a large wooden crate with no return address, simply addressed to Rush. No not RUSH like rush delivery, but Rush, like his last name.

Alex walked up and kicked it, and then cringed, lest it explode on him. Normally he would have asked Su to send it through an X-ray, but once again he was alone in the hinita house, at school or work, he and tama-chan were the only two hanging around, even kitsune had to work today.

"kitsune.work, that's a good one." He muttered to himself as he looked around to assure he was alone, and then he grew out several large claws, (power granted by having part wolf/neko) and he cut the tape that held the lid on.

"ROWF!" BAM! Al was knocked flat on his butt by a very large curly black haired dog, about the size of a small cow, and he weighed about that much. "AHH, buddy get off me!" Alex yelled as he tried to push the heavy dog off of him.

After further struggling, al freed himself from his reunited hound; he was greeted by another friendly furry face. "DIZZY!" Al yelled as a small gray weasel with tennis ball sized eyes jumped at him, and hugged him. The weasel handed Alex a note with his name on it. He tore it open and looked it over,

Dear Al,

We decided seeing as your living in Japan for awhile (lucky mofo) we thought we'd send you a care package. Make sure your on the internet every night so we can chat with you, you lousy slacker.

Much love, Caz, Ian, Sam, Jaimie, other Alex, and Andrew.

p.s we're holding on to your game cube and things until you comeback, hope you don't mind cause there's nothing you can do about it.

"Aw." Al thought, remembering how sad he'd been when he told his friends that he couldn't hang with them for a while. He'd have to remember to save up and bring the gang over to Japan for a holiday.

Alex looked at his two pets, and wondered how his friends had actually gotten them mailed, and then decided he really didn't want to know.

(back in Utah)

Ian- ok mailman, you can have your inflatable girlfriend back now, we promised not to hurt her and we didn't.

Alex Calluet- so we'll just send her back to you.

Caz- piece by piece

All Al's friends- MWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Mailman (on the telephone with them)- NO! that wasn't part of the deal.NOOOOOOO!

(back in Japan)

Al sat happily with his pets, when a knock sounded on his door.

"it's open."

The door opened and keitaro walked in with a pepperoni pizza and a large soda.

"that'll be (some amount of yen, but I don't know the going rate of yen VS. pizza so imagine I do ok?)." He said as he noticed the giant dog on the floor and weasel on Al's head.

"um.should I even ask?"

"I don't know why you would bother, everything else around here is much weirder then these two."

"good point."

"stick around, have some pizza."

"ok, but haitani and shiri want us to stop by later and give them a hand at "work"."

"ok, um.why should they need our help, I mean come on, no offense but.we suck, I bet we can't even shoot a gun and hit a target."

"yeah well.let's just see later, ok?"

"yeah cool."

(meanwhile, kitsune)

Kitsune had been lobbing grenades all day at a pair of voices that she was having a conversation with. Having run out of grenades, they and she had been throwing rocks at each other, not really caring anymore.

"so how's the burger king side, you guys got it ok over there?" kitsune asked the two men who had, an hour ago, tried to kill her, and vise versa.

"nah, we've slept in this trench for about two weeks now, I'm pretty sure that the Fri.'s they send us are from those malformed ugly potatoes that fall on the floor." Said the louder one, whom kitsune had noticed spoke more then the smaller one.

"yeah, and if I get out of this alive, I am never going to eat another whopper again."

"that goes for me and the Big Mac." Kitsune responded, wondering if there was anyway to get some booze.

"well at least we have one thing your side doesn't."

"what's that?" kitsune asked.

"Sake! We found a secret deposit of it buried under our trench in a crate. We figured, if it doesn't kill us the other armies will."

"here here, I want some, can I join your side?"

"well I don't think the officer would approve, but hey, why not, we could use some cute girls on our side." The smaller one answered.

"shiri, are you sure?" haitani whispered to his pal, "what if she seduces us and takes us prisoner?"

"well then she's nicer then your girl, just seducing and keeping you whipped OW!"

haitani bashed shiri again.

"Ow, man.my nose, dude it's true, she's only using you for your car and you know it."

An argument was spared as kitsune crawled into the trench.

"howdy boys, where's that sake? Wait a minute.you guys are." the boys looked eager, seeing as they had recognized kitsune right away. "keitaro's friends who I never remember the names of."

Facefault!

A/n- ok guys, sorry for this chapter being so short but I just finished my songfic so I'm takeing it easy. R&R please.