Thank you all for motivating me to do the next chapter! Hahaha... I know, the tittle sounds weird, but if it's weird than that means its Unique! LoL... anyways thank you to, Sayin God and Zan 118 and other people! Hahahahaha... I love you Motoko!

Disclaimer: I love Kanako and Motoko and maybe Ken Akamatsu.... no he's a respected artist that has talent! Besides i love him for creating my favorite Characters but I hate him for making Keitaro and Naru get married! No offense, really.

WARNING: My weaknesses are spelling and grammar so please excuse that!

Your so Near yet so Far....

Keitaro was left alone in his room, leaving only a sigh when he took off his huge glasses. His focus was on the memories when he was young. He promised two girls that they would all go to Tokyo U together. The problem was, he is in love with the two, he barely remembered his first childhood sweetheart's name and he had forgotten where Toko- chan lives. He felt that maybe it was time to find the one he truly wants to be with; that would be very difficult. First of all, it would be very difficult to find her; second of all, even if he were to find her, wouldn't she just blow him off? What if she was with another guy? What if she doesn't remember the promise? Keitaro's fist slammed against the floor; from the difficult frustration the thought had given him.

Surprisingly, Keitaro's fist accidentally landed on his glasses. His eyes widen with shock and his head hung from his stupidity. ''Toko- chan… I'm going to find you,'' whispered Keitaro in a sorrowful tone. He grabbed a wooden sword; which he trained with eversince he was 5 years old. He heard that his grandma lived in a village, and had trained him each time his parents would visit. His training mostly involves kendo and ninjuitsu. Sure his body built up, but he hid his appearance and tried to wear the lamest clothes he could find. His huge glasses were the perfect combo; so how the way he looked, was predictable of how the way he act. Although, his bad luck and clumsiness were not part of the act… it was actually real. Keitaro brought out a small case under his drawer and opened it with two of his thumbs.

He found his special reading glasses (looks like Seta) and put it on gently. It was perfect for him, he was very nearsighted and it would help him earn his victory. He took out his traditional family Gi and wore it slowly. His Gi was the color of the darkest night and the color of the mystic moon. He grinned, ''I hope the cold doesn't stop me… since Kendo girl blasted me with her stupid umbrella!''

Naru stared into the orange and pink sky; showing that sunrise will be coming in a few minutes. She couldn't believe that Keitaro Urashima actually had the will, to challenge Motoko Aoyama. When it came to Kendo; Motoko is first in line.

''That pervert is probably showing off; so he can take advantage of the girls!'' shouted Naru.

''What the hell are you doing, Naru?'' said Kitsune sneaking up on Naru.

''Um… nothing!'' Come on, the match is going to start soon!'' stuttered Naru.

The match held right in front of a waterfall, amazingly, and Motoko was there stretching. Su and Shinobu chattered about whom was going to claim victory.

''I bet Keitaro's ganna win, 'cause he's immortal and that means Toko, can't kill him!'' grinned Su.

''Toko…; oh that's a cute nickname for Motoko-chan!'' laughed Shinobu nervously.

Keitaro was right behind the two with his reading glasses on and his Gi that blew in the wind. His eyes were on Shinobu, ''Toko…?'' thought Keitaro.

He stared at Motoko, whom was cutting leaves from fallen trees. Keitaro eyes tightened with more focus on Motoko, was she Toko- chan? Her gesture, her grace, her expressions, how the way she walks, talks… is similar to Toko-chan. Could she be… his promise girl? Keitaro shook his head slowly and thought, '' I have a match to win.''

''3... 2... Fight!'' shouted Kitsune with two small flag.

Motoko was the first to attack, ''ROCK- SPLITTING MANURE!''

In order to hide Keitaro's techniques, he had to act like it was just lucky dodge or lucky shot. He saw the attack and jumped out of the way. Water sprayed harshly to his face which blinded him to see if Motoko was about to attack.

''Urashima… where are you?'' mocked the voice of Motoko.

Keitaro couldn't help but snicker at Motoko's comment; ''heh heh… don't get too cocky… Motoko or should I say, Toko…?''

The spray of the water created a temporary mist of fog, Motoko was persistently looking around for Keitaro by sensing his aura but somehow… it almost seemed he disappeared. She lost her breath when something grabbed behind her. Two arms wrapped under Motoko's arms and were held closely, deeply pressing two bodies together.

''Come now… I can't die before if I break my promise,'' laugh Keitaro.

''What the hell?'' shouted Motoko. ''His head is near my ear…,'' thought Motoko.

She started to blush deeply and tried to get out of Keitaro's grip. His foot stepped on her pants and Motoko tried to move; unfortunately, her pants were sliding down because of her movements.

''Ack!?'' My pants!'' screamed Motoko.

She was blushing too much and her head felt dizzy, ''I can't be in love… with this… no… I'm… I'm sorry… for breaking our promise.'' thought Motoko.

Keitaro noticed that Motoko felt some pain so he let loose his arms; Motoko took her chance and swung her wooden sword at him, Keitaro saw the attack and flew his wooden sword at her head, carefully aiming at the right spot so he didn't hurt her.

Both of their swords landed on both of their head, literally. The two competitors both collapse on the waterally ground.

''Oh hell… my head hurts… Ouch. What happen to me?''

Motoko groan in immense pain her eyes slowly opened; desperately seeking for what event had been involved in her situation. Her head tossed to the side from where everyone had been sitting.

''Oh look, she's waking up!'' gleefully said Shinobu.

''Whahh…. Who won?'' Did I lost?'' said Motoko gaining her senses.

''Actually… it was a tie,'' sighed Naru. ''But it was just dumb luck he won… besides you have the cold… and your temputure is 103.00!''

Motoko's head turned the other way, ''and Urashima?''

Naru shrugged, ''he just won by dumb luck but he was sick too but not as much as you.''

Motoko gave a slight nod, ''I see…''

Keitaro was on his stomach, showing his back. She stared at the back, carefully. A deep scar seemed to appear in her sight. She gasped, it looked very identical… to the person she promised with….

    Bwhahahahaha! I am evil its a cliffy! Hahaha! Well... tell me, was that disgustingly cute or too dramatic?