Chapter 3- Sketch

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Love Hina.

Mountain Rain: So you don't get confused, I changed the hero's name to Yoshiaki. And thanks to Haitani Masayuki for that very honest review.

Mornings aren't the best part of my day. I never get enough sleep so I'm always drowsy at school. This morning was no different.  I got to school early just to fall asleep on my desk. However, the bell warning students to get inside their homerooms rang, waking me from my sweet slumber.

I popped my eyes open just in time to see Yumiko walk in. Two of my "friends" decided to trip her on her way to her desk. Yumiko fell to the ground while the class burst out laughing. I had to admit, it was pretty funny. I got an urge to help the fallen girl when she aimed her big green eyes at me. Unfortunately, the class was watching, waiting to see if I would help the outcast or snub her.

I snubbed her. What was I supposed to do? If the class caught the "king of popularity" helping a reject, they'd lynch me. But worst of all, they'd torture Yumiko.

Yumiko got up and glared at me. She sat down and began to scribble in a book. I was curious to see what she was doing, but she caught me staring at her. It was a good thing no one else noticed.

First period began with the ringing of the bell. My classmates hurried out the door to their next classes. I was the last one to stay in the room. An object on Yumiko's desk caught my eye: a leather-bound sketchbook. I leafed through it. Nothing special, just extraordinary drawings.

One sketch stood out from the rest. It was of a man and a woman standing on the steps of a building. There were Sakura trees surrounding the area. The man had square-framed glasses and dark messy hair. The woman was tanned and had medium-length light hair. Something was written in the lower right corner.

"Mom and Dad at Hinata Sou."

A cough interrupted my thoughts. "Otsuki-san, if you're done, I would suggest going to your next class," stated Sensei.

I looked around. The next class had entered the classroom and I was standing there with my nose in a book like a brainiac!

"Oh, um, gomen nasai*, Sensei," I stammered and hurried out the door, taking Yumiko's sketchbook with me.

After school I spotted Yumiko. There was no way I was going to give her back her sketchbook in front of everybody. Yumiko was talking to two people on the far side of the school building. I hid behind the shrubbery and watched them. (MR: No, Yoshiaki is not a stalker, no matter how weird that last sentence just sounded.) The man and woman she was talking to looked a lot like the people in her drawing.

'So that's her parents?' I thought. The lady looked exactly like Yumiko. Her dad looked like a brain. They seemed to be very happy to see their daughter. Yumiko quickly hugged them and ran off. I checked to see if anyone was looking, and thank goodness, they weren't. Then I ran after her. "Yumiko! Wait up!"

She turned and raised an eyebrow at me. "What? Aren't you worried your popular buddies will see you?"

I frowned at her and handed her the sketchbook. "You left this in homeroom."

Yumiko blinked and took it. "Thank you," she said, a bit surprised. We began to walk down the street together. After a few minutes of silence, I decided to start a conversation with her.

"So, are those your parents?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Oh. What are their names?"

"Keitaro and Kaolla Urashima."

I thought for a moment. "Urashima? But your name is…"

Yumiko, of course, took off while I was thinking.

"…Takayama."

Mountain Rain: Short chapter. Does it seem more like a LH AU future fic now? I guess not. Keitaro and Kaolla pairings are a bit uncommon. They would make a good couple, though. Please review.

*Gomen Nasai = I'm sorry/ Forgive me.