Hey, yall, DarkHeart here with Chapter 2 of my new story. And I must start off by thanking those that have already responded to my story. With your help and critiques/advice, you will help me turn this story into the most exciting one to date. And on that note, I shall respond to all that have reviewed so far.

To Keitaro Motoko: Thank you for being the first to review. I too have read your work, and I must say I like it. Hopefully you can come up with some more stories.

To Vampire: Thanks for your support on both these stories. Fortunately, I will finish my first story, it's just that this story hit me like a bolt out of the blue, with a little help from the weather, lol. Unfortunately, I am still going to marry Kanako, so ya might just have to move on. I think Su is still available...

To HinaGuy: Thanks for reviewing my story. I like a few AU stories myself. I unfortunately haven't had a chance to read your story yet, being busy with work and all. Gomen.

To tsaiaric: Thank you for helping me with that spelling. I just wasn't quite sure how to spell it. Also, If you could help me by pointing out said errors, even if by email, I would appreciate it. Then I would be glad to fix it.

To M. Blade: Dude, you are a very good writer. I even have your Child of The Crimson Moon in my favorite stories category. I also hope you get the chance to update the Bloodstained Heritage Story. It is very intriguing to say the least.

And without further ado, Chapter 2.

Disclaimer: If I said it once, I said it a thousand times, I don't Own Love Hina, Ken Akamatsu and TokyoPop does.

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A Samurai's Heart and A Ronin's Love

Chapter 2

[God's Cry School, Ten years ago]

Eleven year old Urashima Keitaro was wandering around the God's Cry School grounds to make his way to the spot where he always goes to for his morning meditation session. It was near the waterfalls where he could overlook them and watch the sunrise. As soon as he found his spot, he knelt down, took his sheathed sword and held it horizontally, and began meditating. Almost fifteen minutes in his session, he felt that he was not alone. Recognizing their ki signature, he just smiled as he continued. A young voice cried out, "Split Rock Maneuver!" Keitaro easily rolled out of the way as the intended attack sailed past him and into the waterfall.

"Very good, Motoko-chan," Keitaro chuckled. "You are improving. If I had not felt it coming five seconds before you attacked, I probably would have been hit with it." The young girl looked up to her teacher with a happy look in her eyes. "Do you really mean it, Keitaro-sensei?" Motoko asked in a pleased voice. "Yes I do, Motoko-chan," replied Keitaro. He then frowned and his eyes started glowing yellow. "But that is where your problem is. To have an advantage in battle, one must not reveal their ki level the instant they strike. And now as your punishment for forgetting that lesson your sister and I have been training you in, you will run ten laps around the grounds, performing your katas, while dodging my attacks!! Now start running!!"

While she was in the middle of her punishment, Motoko had been thinking about a lot of things. First of all was the fact that her sensei was a man whereas the other sensei's and students were female. Second, why did she feel more calm around him when he trained her while around the other trainers(including her sister Tsuruko) she felt so nervous? And Third, when she tried to feel his ki level, she felt overwhelmed by just the sheer imensity of it overflowing, but it felt happy. Moreso around her than when he was around anyone else. Why was that? "Boulder Cutting Blade!" Motoko quickly regained her thoughts while narrowly dodging that attack. "Your thoughts are clouding your training punishment, Motoko-chan. For that, two more laps will be added!! Understood??" "Hai, Keitaro- sensei," Motoko replied. All in all, she thought, she was glad he was here, because she loved him like a brother, punishments and all. SHe hoped he would never leave.

[God's Cry School, Six years ago}

It was dinnertime, and the Aoyama family(Lady Aoyama, Tsuruko, and Motoko) and Keitaro were assembled at the main table. Lady Aoyama turned to the fifteen year old Keitaro and said, "Keitaro, you have been with us for over sixteen years. We have taught you everything you know, and you have mastered all the techniques we use. We cannot teach you anymore, so we decided that it is time for you to leave us and go on a training journey of self-discovery. We also feel that your education should not just stop here, but must be furthered in the outside world."

While listening to what her mother said, ten year old Motoko couldn't believe that Keitaro was going to leave. She didn't want her big brother to leave, even if he was adopted to the family. He always treated her fairly and just, and loved her very much. So why was he going away? She then got up from the table, turned to Keitaro, and with tears in her eyed said, "I Hate you, Keitaro-Sensei!! I hate you! I hate all men now!!" She then ran off to her room where she cried herself to sleep.

The next day was the day that Keitaro was to leave the school. Before he left, he wanted to go back to his meditation spot for one last time. As soon as he got there, his ki picked up the presense of someone there. He recognised it as Motoko and sat down beside her without giving himself away. He could hear her sobbing and felt a pain in his heart. He then decided to let her know he was next to her. "Hello, Motoko-chan." She suddenly jumped up when she heard his voice. "Wh-what are you doing here, Urashima-san? I thought you were going to leave." Motoko said. Hearing her call him by his last name hurt him deeply, but he decided to continue. "Motoko-chan," he started, "please don't be mad at me. What Aoyama-sama said is true. I have learned all there is to know here, and it is time for me to go. But I do want you to know, I will never forget you. You and I are bound together by the red string of fate. Always know, whereever we go in life, I will still love you. Believe that."

He then got up and was about to go when Motoko came over and gave him a big bear hug. "Promise me you won't forget me, Keitaro-Kun," she cried. He smiled, backed up a bit from her, and performed a move that she had never been able to learn. "Cherry Blossom Dance!" Keitaro cried out before sending a ki energy ball in the air. He then jumped up in the air and sliced through the energy ball several times, making it disperse into little bits of light, looking like cherry blossom leaves from a festival. Motoko gasped in awe while Keitaro said, "This is my promise to you that we will meet again. Good-bye, Motoko-chan."

The next six years of Keitaro's life had been very eventful. He travelled all over the world training at different dojos while also getting an education. He had been several awards, both for his academic achievments and his martial arts studies. After he graduated high school, he decided to become a ronin so he could go to Tokyo University. After all, his teachers had told him that Tokyo U(Or Todai as it was also affectionately called) was the best learning facility ever in all of Japan. His martial arts senseis also remarked at how good Todai's dojo was the best for all types of martial arts, including Kendo. And it was at that moment he received a message for him to come to the Hinata-Sou to see his grandmother. He left immediately and made his way back to where his original family lived. Little did he know his life was about to change drastically.

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And there you have it, Chapter two in the can. A little side note, If you didn't figure it out by now, the first two chapters were and are background info leading up to the present time. What can I say, I love background info, Just like Kitsune, only to build up my story instead of blackmailing people for Sake money =P

And as always I like to say: Don't Get Eliminated!! Whoops, wrong show. I meant Please Read and Review!!

Thanx, DarkHeart =)