Ok for some reason I've got a lot of complaints about grammatical errors in my story so all I can say is I will try to be more careful when I do my chapters but I'm not making any promises considering that I have no editors or readers to help me also it takes me long enough to update with the little time I have let alone the time to revise it so sorry but there is little I can do about it especially since I will be increasing the length of chapters dramatically from this chapter on although I believe it will probably start from chapter 7 on anyway to make my point I am sorry for grammatical errors but like I said I don't have the time to really edit or revise and I apologize to anyone who has any complaints and I appreciate the helpful criticism but as long as you can read it I really see no problem such as this run on sentence you can read it can't you? Well there you go but I will try starting.........now. Thank you. {Thought}

Ok now for Chapter 6. Like I said this is Keitaro in my life ::shudders:: Yeah this is going to be humiliating. Days in my life aren't you all so interested? As for the psycho cat reviewer, I would suggest you do not read this chapter in other words GO AWAY!

Chapter 6: Real World Keitaro God Help Me

"Dude what's with the specks?"

Keitaro lifted his head up from his sketchbook.

"Huh? Oh these? My eyes were bothering me."

"So why didn't you get contacts?"

Keitaro took a good look at the kid who was talking to him he had a hat on backwards covering most of his hair, despite that, whatever hair was out of the hat was blond; he had blue eyes, pale skin, and was short.

"I just don't like them I guess glasses are easier to wear."

The boy sighed

"Whatever man; you're the one who said that you wanted to get contacts that turned your eyes blue."

"Doesn't sound like me."

The boy rolled his eyes and decided to change the subject.

"So we still up for Saturday?"

"Yeah sure! Uh....."

"What is it?" Keitaro scratched the back of his head and laughed slightly.

"Uh who are you again?"

"Matt; remember?"

"Oh yeah uh sorry I forgot."

Matt simple stared at him for a second then sighed.

"You didn't get much sleep did you?"

Keitaro shrugged.

"No I slept alright; quite well actually."

"Stop lying!"

Keitaro blinked, looked at his sketchbook, and started to draw again.

"I don't believe in lying, it's wrong."

Matt just moved slowly away from the seat as the bus finally came to a stop at North High School.

Keitaro finally tore himself from his sketchbook to take a look at the school. The school was old it was easy to tell from the decaying bricks and the large one that said 1953. Keitaro also noticed how the two buildings from the class on his schedule did not connect meaning he would have to walk outside to get from class to class.

Keitaro sighed it was going to be a long day.

Putting his sketchbook in his book bag Keitaro went to his first period class, Gym.

"Welcome to 10th grade Physical Education I am your teacher for the year. Every day you come to my class you must get dressed into your uniform, sit in your spot, and participate."

Keitaro raised his hand.

"Why do we need to wear some of our old clothes for a uniform? Can't we wear what we're wearing now? It is kind of cold outside."

Mrs. Abrams held her head in aggravation.

"Not you again Stephen just sit there I've explained this to you one hundred times!" Keitaro bowed his head and apologized causing some of the other kids to laugh.

Mrs. Abrams sighed and continued with her lesson.

"Today we will play soccer. Now everyone get in line and I will give you a number when your number is picked, come out. Ok 1,2,3,4,5."

After about 15 more counts she came to Keitaro he was number 20.

And of course as we all know Keitaro sucks at soccer, and baseball, basketball, and ah whom are we kidding he sucks at every sport known to man. Though he might be good at track I'm not too sure; so this was of course, his natural reaction.

{Please don't pick me. Please don't pick me. For all that is holy in this world don't pick me. Oh god please show mercy and don't pick-}

"Numbers 18,20,1, and 5 your up."

{Shit}

"Stephen get in there already!"

"Do I have to?"

"No you don't. But, if you want to pass I suggest you do."

"C'mon get in here already we need help."

Keitaro sighed and walked in taking his sweet time. He was more focused on not falling on his ass rather then actually playing.

For a while he seemed to play well he kicked the ball away form a few people his falling on his ass could be pulled off as a nice soccer tackle.

However the fates always seem to have it against poor Keitaro as the ball rolled right up to his foot.

Keitaro looked for a few moments as he was the only one there and the goal right in front of him the goalie barely paying attention and if Keitaro hadn't known any better, Keitaro could have sworn that he was asleep.

"KICK IT!"

That snapped Keitaro back into reality as he went to kick the ball with all his might perfect precision; yet somehow, he still managed to miss and fall on his ass ending the game in a tie. "Ow!"

Keitaro rubbed his ass as the girls of the class giggled quietly; the boys just plain laughed out as loud as they could holding their sides.

The game ended after that; as the others got changed and the bell marking the end of the class rang. Next stop Biology.

Keitaro was late and running he had forgotten his locker combination and was running for his life. The only route fast enough was a hill leading to the bottom floor of the annex building leading to his next class. He was actually making good time until a small incident.

"Oh man I'm late. WHY DOES THIS STUFF ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!?!?!?!"

Everyone in the area looked at him for a half a second, realized who he was, and turned away. Unfortunately, Keitaro didn't notice that he and Stephen both have a habit of screaming out; the only difference was that Stephen didn't give a damn. Keitaro however.....

"Ah um sorry"

Keitaro's face turned red and he continued to run faster tripping over his feet and rolling down the rest of the hill, through the door, and into the edge of one girls seat while the contents of the seat fell on him. (As if the laws of physics would matter for any body in this fan fiction or anything related to Love Hina ^^)

"Ugh my head."

Keitaro took the sweater off of his head and felt around to see if he broke something when he felt some sort of wrapper. (Ok this did happen) Opening his eyes, Keitaro saw what he was holding. His nose started to bleed as he threw the tampon in his room across the seat; while another kid took the seat that Keitaro had crashed into.

About 2 minutes later a girl came in nothing special just another girl. She looked at the seat disappointed.

"Man what does it take to guard my seat?"

Keitaro just remained silent and sat down pinching his nose. The person sitting next to him just laughed silently. He had short hair dark skin and glasses.

"Man it is not your day is it? First the gym incident then the chair but still that was funny with the reaction"

The boy couldn't help but snicker at the thought.

Keitaro lowered his head in embarrassment slightly.

"Thanks a lot Pierre"

The short haired African American simply laughed harder until his glasses slid slightly down his nose.

"Relax man I'm just kidding you got to relax I can't give you more reason to not pay attention."

"Huh?"

Pierre hit Keitaro slightly on the arm.

"OW!"

"Pay attention! Class is starting."

Keitaro put away his sketchbook and looked up at his teacher.

"Hello class I'm Mr. Fliesser and I'll be your Biology teacher this year. Now, lets start our biochemical lesson shall we?"

{Ok better pay attention}

Keitaro focused and took out his Science binder taking as many notes as his hand would allow.

"So if we take 3 fatty acids and we mix them with a glucose molecule and add dehydration synthesis; we lose 8 carbon and 3 oxygen. We can then form those into H2O."

The bell rang and Keitaro left dropping his sketchbook on the floor Pierre picked it up.

"Hey man when did you learn to draw?"

"Huh?"

Pierre showed a page of a sketchbook that has a almost naked women on it with a name written in Kanji.

Keitaro panicked and grabbed his sketchbook from Pierre and ran to his next class. Next stop English.

Keitaro managed to make it to his next class safely, but at a very slow pace. {Man no one knows how to walk in this place the halls are so small}

After escaping the huge masses Keitaro finally made it into the room where a blond haired teacher was waiting.

"About time Stephen. I take it that you haven't changed your habits of being late since last year?"

Keitaro bowed.

"I'm sorry it's just that it's difficult to walk with so many kids in the halls and the halls being so small."

"Well, I suppose that's a better excuse then "these kids are all crippled and can't walk!""

Stephen looked at his schedule for a second to figure out the teacher's name.

"But Mrs. Travis I would never do such a thing it's not fair to the other students!"

Mrs. Travis merely rolled here eyes and sighed.

"Whatever Stephen just sit down."

"Ok."

Stephen sat down near the window providing it was the only seat left and took out his sketchbook.

"Welcome to 10R English class!!"

She put a little more enthusiasm into her saying then anyone else could return instead the class gave simple yawns and "yeah whatever".

Ok class take out your copies of Shakespeare play Julius Caesar.

Everyone took them out as Mrs. Travis started to read am piece of the book.

"And as Caesar was stabbed in the back multiple times by the senate he managed to walk towards his only friend Brutus in a bloody mess his toga no longer white; and his face no longer proud. As he weakly walked up to a horrified Brutus; Brutus, whom delivering the final stab into Caesar's stomach killing him, punished Caesar's trustful and naïve traits. However, before Caesar fell he mutters his last words to Brutus. "Et tu Brutus?" In Latin this means "and you Brutus? Then fall Caesar." As Caesar fell he finally realized all he had ignored as his blood spilled on the floor and on Brutus's hands. This is why Caesar was a tragic hero. He is a tragic hero because he didn't realize his flaws until it was too late for him to realize it. Any questions?" Everyone had fallen asleep from this but Keitaro found this fascinating and took down as many notes as he could. Until the bell rang.

{aww man class is over already? Ok what's next Spanish ok I can manage that}

Keitaro went up the steps to his next class Spanish 3R.

"Hola Me llamo senorita Berk. Cual es tus nombres? (Translation. Hello my name is Mrs. Berk. What are your names?)

As everyone gave there names Keitaro started to panic.

{Oh man this is bad I don't know Spanish I barely know English! This is bad this is bad this is bad!!!}

"Mucho bueno Stephen!" (Very good Stephen)

Keitaro snapped out of his thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Your pronunciation has gotten much better since your tutor last year"

Keitaro almost passed out when he found himself saying "Muchas gracias"

{What the hell I don't even know Spanish and...}

The fact finally hit Keitaro (it was a miracle that he even got it at all considering how slow he is)

{I CAN SPEAK PERFECT ENGLISH!!!}

The bell had rung while Keitaro was lost in his thoughts. As he realized people were leaving, and he had 3 minutes to get to his next class, Keitaro immediately panicked and jetted out of the room.

After a long walk he finally made it crashing into his classroom.

{Ok what class is this}

Keitaro looked at his schedule as his tan skin turned whiter then chalk.

"No it can't be this has to be a joke it's not possible. IT'S NOT POSSIBLE!!!!!!!"

"Welcome class I'm Mrs. Vido this is Sequential 2 math let's start shall we."

Keitaro's eyes rolled into his head as he passed out.

"Ok so if we factor x squared +3x-4 then we get (x+4) (x-1). Then, we can algebraically solve it into a quadratic equation and-"

The bell rang as she finished but Keitaro was too busy banging his head against the desk. Thankfully he was in the back so no one saw him.

{Thank you god the nightmare ends}

"Ok well continue this later see you all tomorrow."

Keitaro cringed at those words.

"Ok what's next health? Ok I can do that."

Keitaro walked out of the annex part of the school and headed towards the main. It had started raining and by the time Keitaro had made it to the main entrance, he was soaked.

"Achoo!! Aww man I think I caught a cold."

Keitaro wiped his nose as he made it to his next class.

"Ok here we go!!"

Keitaro sat in his seat and buried himself into his sketchbook once again.

"Yo man!"

Keitaro lifted his head to see a tall kid with glasses similar to his staring at him.

"Oh hi. Uh who are you again?"

"The name's Neil remember you loser!"

Keitaro sunk slightly at the word loser but it was too slight for anyone to notice.

"So how's Cangro?"

"Huh? Oh you mean Matt he's ok I guess."

"Ran out of ways for him to die huh?"

Keitaro smugly returned to his book.

"No I just haven't seen him die myself unless he's immortal I doubt he could."

Neil laughed and patted Keitaro on the back.

"Not bad for a change of pace"

"Yeah whatever."

{What is with my attitude I'm not like this.}

Keitaro started to ponder over his slight personality change when the health teacher finally entered the class.

"Hello class! I'm Mrs. Degrassio and I will be your heath teacher for the year."

"What up gangstaaaa"

Keitaro turned around to see a dark skinned boy leaning back in his seat (he's not really important in anyway so don't remember him).

The teacher merely glared at the boy.

"Harrison, shut up!"

Everyone laughed at this remark and then Mrs. Degrassio started her lesson on drugs, and their dangerous habit forming ways. (What else do you learn in health)

For a while no one talked. Most of them were too busy sleeping to really say anything. However, Neil seemed quite awake and noticed something that was missing with Stephen something he always had with him; Stephen's lifeline, his "hearing aid" his headset.

"Yo man where are your headphones?"

Keitaro looked up from his sketchbook again.

"Huh oh I didn't want to wear it besides it against school policy."

Neil almost fell out of his seat along with a few other kids.

"No headset?!?! Are you sure you're all right man? Maybe you should see the nurse."

"No I'm fine."

Neil shuddered slightly.

"Whatever man it just doesn't seem right It feels like hell just froze over."

Keitaro muttered under his breath.

"Maybe it did"

Keitaro covered his mouth before he could say anything else.

{What the hell is happening to me? I'd never reply like that!"}

Thankfully the bell rang before anyone could even notice what Keitaro said.

{Man something is definitely wrong with me! I need to figure this out. Ok what's next? Global History with Nappi; no problem I can handle that in my sleep. Like any moron couldn't pa- WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING!!!}

Keitaro just focused his mind even more trying to shut up until he ran into a girl knocking her over her skirt flying up.

"Ow! Stephen you asshole why did you push me?"

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to I wasn't watching where I was going and-"

Keitaro was interrupted with his arm almost shooting off its socket as he knocked the girls hand away just before she hit his head. (Not even in fictional works you know who you are!)

The girl glared at Keitaro who was staring at amazement at his hand.

{Man something is seriously wrong with me my mouth and body seem to be moving on reflex I'm not even thinking it. It's.....kind of cool.}

"Well you're mentally ok or at least as far as you go mentally you demanding bastard!"

Keitaro glared at the girl.

"That wasn't very nice you violent girl"

"The name's Dawn you loser."

This caused Keitaro to only glare harder. Until the bell rang; causing the girl to panic.

"Great now you got me late for nappi now I'm going to get detention. You bastard!!!"

Dawn was fuming and copied one of Naru's trademark punches unfortunately Keitaro flinched in terror as Dawn almost sent him flying except she tripped while another kid came out of nowhere ramming Keitaro flying and bouncing along the cold went floor until he hit a brick wall. Dawn immediately got up and started running in the other direction in too much of a hurry to see Keitaro slumped against a break wall a small amount of blood trickling down his head.

"Ow! Oh man now I'm late too."

Keitaro started to run until he felt something in his back pocket.

He saw a small piece of paper labeled "late pass for Stephen W." in his pocket.

"What the? How did I get this? Oh well no reason to argue I better get to class."

Keitaro finally ran into a small room, which he assumed was his class a smug look was on dawn after she realized I too had detention.

"Late.it's Stephen right?"

"Uh yeah"

"Well that'll be thirty minutes detention after school guess you won't be alone eh Dawn?"

Dawn continued to smile in an evil way.

Keitaro quickly fished out the piece of paper from his back pocket and handed it to the teacher.

The teacher pushed his glasses up slightly as they flashed in the light.

"Late pass huh? What did you do forge this? On second thought I take that back your writing probably sucks."

Keitaro glared at the teacher behind his glasses.

{What kind of teacher is this?}

"Very well take your seat I guess your alone again Dawn."

Dawn was literally steaming from the ears.

"How the hell did you get a late pass you didn't have one before?"

Keitaro shrugged his shoulders and adjusted his glasses slightly.

"I don't know magic?"

Dawn fumed even more and turned away giving a "humph" sound and muttering "bastard" under her breath.

Keitaro turned around.

"I heard that you violent girl"

Dawn snapped at that.

"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME YOU DEMANDING BASTARD!"

Everyone heard that and turned to look at Dawn. The teacher lifted his head and adjusted his glasses (he kind of does that a lot)

"Is there some sort of problem Dawn?"

"No sir none at all."

Keitaro couldn't help but laugh silently as Dawn started to panic slightly.

"Ok then let's begin then shall we? My name is Nappi and let's gets one thing straight I hate kids, the laughter of children is like nails on a chalkboard to me, I hate all of you, and I'm only here for the money any questions? I don't really care cause they probably suck anyway."

{Wow he's..different}

A girl next to Keitaro raised her hand.

"Yes?"

"What are we learning this year?"

The teacher sighed and adjusted his glasses.

"This only proves my point of questions that suck. Tell me Daniel is it?"

The girl nodded slightly.

"Good now Daniel what is this class called?"

"Global History."

"Very good you sure surprised me for a moment I thought you might have said home economics we're learning Global History"

"Daniel shrunk back into her chair embarrassed."

"Ok look I'm only here until Stephen over there rebels against me and causing a huge revolution with evil monkeys."

"Why pick on me"

Keitaro was a little annoyed.

"Because you're the genius of the class. In fact record this day September 12th 1:00 PM I called you a genius I shall alert the president and there will be parades and floats and dancing monkeys in your honor. The streets will be filled will presents and streamers and it shall be a national holiday for ages to come."

Keitaro was about to sulk from the sarcasm but then some emotion surged through him. It wasn't anger or anything, but more of a mellow feeling like it was all just one big joke. Keitaro couldn't understand the felling but it was nice though he wouldn't have preferred what he had said next.

"Really about time someone honored my genius and just to make sure I'd better get off and I want ninja monkey body guards to obey my every whim and to kill off my enemies."

Everyone started laughing and Keitaro smiled slightly until he realized what he had said as his panicking nature once again returned to him. Thankfully to Keitaro's relief the bell rang.

{Thank god only one more period to go}

Keitaro made his way to his final period of the day.

Computer Arts and Media. (Can you say Photoshop?)

By the time Keitaro made it to his final class the bell had already rung.

"Welcome! I'll be your teacher for this year. My name is Mr. Wolfson and just for today we are going to draw our first pictures to scan onto the computer for our first topic the subject is people. What I want you all to do is sketch a person made up or real that you may like or idolize."

Keitaro nearly jumped out of his seat and sketched away. He was completely absorbed in his drawing until the teacher tapped his shoulder snapping him awake.

"Nice drawing you have serious talent."

Keitaro looked down at his sketchbook and blinked.

"Uh thanks"

The bell rang shortly after that but Mr. Wolfson stopped Keitaro one more time.

"Just remember to give her some clothes."

Keitaro's nose started to bleed as he ran out of the room.

{Thank god I'm just going to go home, sleep this day through, and try to find a way out of this place}

The bus didn't take long as Keitaro was the first house thankfully he had managed to remember where "he lived". After about an hour-long battle of trying to open his garage, Keitaro finally made it in as he closed his door in frustration and fell asleep on his bed his glasses still on his head.

After a few hours Keitaro was woken up from Stephen's mom.

"Oh hi honey how was school."

Keitaro only let out a small grunt in reply.

"Well you better get ready you have martial arts in a few minutes."

Keitaro snapped awake.

"I HAVE WHAT????? But..I hate fighting I never fight."

This caused Stephen's mom to giggle slightly.

"Oh c'mon Stephen that's all you ever talks about."

Keitaro was too freaked out to say anything and instead put on his gi and walked to his dojo. There he met a bunch of muscular guys and a huge one with a shaved head. They all made Keitaro even more intimidated as he felt like a midget.

"Stephen!! Glad to see you on time for once alright let's get started I'm going to take it easy on the workout today so I'm afraid you can't fight for your belt until next week."

{THANK YOU OH MIGHTY KAMI!!!!}

About twenty minutes later Keitaro had passed out he had already been thrown about 20 different ways tapped out done about 200 push-ups 100 sit ups and a bunch of various cardiovascular exercises.

When it was all finally over 2 hours later Keitaro was dead and was barely able to move his arms or legs.

"Stephen!"

Keitaro used his little strength to turn to his Sensei.

"You weren't as pumped as you usually are. Are you felling ok?"

Keitaro lied and big time.

"Yeah I'm fine"

"Well ok I just hope your more pumped tomorrow and especially for you 20 minutes of fighting for your belt"

Keitaro basically turned to stone and crumbled how he made it to his bed that night was a miracle.

My god that took forever there I definitely worked on this I hope it's more successful then chapter 5 if you don't review I'll still update but it will take a while because I'm trying to update my final fantasy story Dark Souls read it it's good ^^ ok until then cya.