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Authors Note : This is my first fanfic, and I enjoyed writting it; provided my mind gave me things to write about. My fuel is your input and reviews, so by all means, feel free to add your thoughts and ideas in the form of a review. Constructive Criticism is welcomed. With that said, I will keep you from reading no longer. R&R Enjoy!
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It's a typical day for the girls at Hinata-Sou. Typical as can be with Keitaro around. Which, for a change, seems to be getting along really well with Naru. No one has seen him flying through the air, or running for his life from Motoko, or sending Shinobu off crying. Yes, all seems well.

"Hey, um... Narusegawa?" A startled Naru turns at Keitaro's sudden words.

"Eh, Yeah Keitaro? What now? You don't expect me to help you with another math problem do you?"

Keitaro, slightly taken back remained silent, releasing a defeated sigh. Naru, taking note of this, ushers herself to say something, and without thinking, the words poor out.

"Keitaru-kun... you know I love you, right?"

SHOCK

Keitaro's mind couldn't fathom what he just heard. Sure, he knows she loves him, through her actions, although sometimes it's questionable... but he's never actually heard her say it. He bowed his head down, face turning a new shade of red, and seemed unknowing on how to respond.

"Na..Na..Naru...segawa..."

"Eh?"

"What... What did you just say?"

"Baka" retorts Naru, quickly covering her tracks "You took it wrong, I said I LIKE you..." Slightly muttering to her self, but still in an audible tone, "well, maybe."

"What!? Not this again!"

"What do you mean 'not this again'!?" She quickly pulled back her arm, and formed a fist, poised to strike. Keitaro quickly noticing this, and his nose bleed, began spouting apologies.

"Gomen, gomen gomen gomen gomen gomen!"

He covered his head with his arms and continued muttering apologies. Naru, realizing what he was doing, eased her arm a little, and unclenched her fist, and began to ease her hand over to Keitaro's defensively poised body. Her hand reached his, and she gently lowered his arms from his head. Keitaro didn't budge; too worried she might be setting him up for an assault. Naru's hand began to entangle itself in his hair, rubbing the back of his head in a soothing way. With this, Keitaro slowly raised his head, with a slight look of shock in his eyes. What Keitaro saw, was an expression that he has seen only twice. A look of complete sincerity on Naru's face. A passionate smile, the kind that lets another person know that they care for them, no matter the situation at hand. Keitaro's face let a smile come through as their eyes locked. His hand reaching back to where Naru's hand was still caressing his hair. She suddenly stopped, as Keitaro's face had moved closer to hers. She could feel his breathing, no words were spoken this time, no excuses, nobody walked by, or barged in, there were no holes in the wall, no Tama-chan or Mecha-Tama nearby, and Keitaro wasn't wearing his glasses either. The Air seemed still, the moment seemed to last forever. The two drew nearer to one another's lips. Tensions rose, heart beats fluttered. Naru was the first to press her lips against the others. In her mind, he had teased her long enough. In his, he wasn't completely certain. As the couple's lips met each other, Keitaro knew then, to grab hold of the moment and control it. His tongue slipped his way past her lips and he began to explore the warmth of Naru's mouth. Naru, surprised; startled; shocked; opened her eyes at that moment to glance at the man in front of her, as if not sure it was indeed Keitaro. After that brief look, her mind confirmed for a fact it is Keitaro, and allowed itself to slip into the moment as well.

Several minutes pass by. To near by roommates, who were all in the living room gossiping over the days events, pause for a moment...

"Hey, it's been quiet up there, don't you think?" queues Kitsune, sitting on the couch with her legs pulled up to her chest and her head resting on them.

"Yeah, a little bit, not the typical squabbling, that's for sure" replies Motoko. "I swear, if that perverts up to anything up there" Motoko trails off her sentence, unsheathing her sword enough so that the light from the window catches the blade, and a flash of light dances in the room.

Everyone looks in the general direction of Keitaro's room, of which Naru's is directly above.

"Kitsune, you don't think... that... they are...um... you know...up there? Do you?" Shinobu asks, with a slight hint of fear in her voice.

"Keitaro? Naru? Hahaha! Keitaro wouldn't have the nerve. Don't worry Shinobu, they probably just fell asleep like usual again."

"For Keitaro's sake, they better be sleeping." Motoko said in a steel-ish tone.

"I wouldn't be surprised, nope not the least bit. Keitaro IS a man you know, and he's cute, and we all know Naru likes him, and they have been getting along well today, don't you think?" Mutsumi said, playing with Tama-chan in her lap

A look of total fear shot across Shinobu's face, and tears began to well up in her eyes. Motoko rose from her seat on the floor and placed her hand on the hilt of her Katana. Mutsumi giggled a little as Tama agreed to what she said with a tiny "Myu!" Kitsune's eyes opened a little as if considering her words to actually have some meaning to them, and glanced at the room's general direction again. Shinobu stood still shivering a bit, with water welling up in her eyes.

The noise of a door sliding open and then closing came to the room, and the soft pit-patter of feet on the waxed wood floor echoed in the new silence. Everyone turned, except Su, who was sleeping the entire time.

Haruka came walking in, and stopped almost immediately at the sight of all the girls staring at her.

"What?"

"Oh! It's just Haruka. Sorry, we didn't know who to expect." Kitsune let out.

"Hey, why is everyone so quiet all the sudden? Why is Shinobu Crying? And who ticked Motoko off?"

"Haruka, have you seen Keitaro?" Kitsune asked.

"Ahh, haha" Haruka let out a soft laugh and points outside where she just came

"They're outside? How can they possibly be outside?! We haven't seen them walk past us!" Enraged, Motoko responded.

"Oh, hmm, no they're not, your right. But you can see them outside, by the window. Hehe" Haruka spoke, with a slight chortle in her voice.

Shinobu's eyes stopped tearing, Motoko sheathed her Katana fully, and everyone rose to their feet, a sudden urge and curiosity struck them all. Including Su, who was supposedly sleeping. Everyone brushed past Haruka, who was still standing in the living room. Mutsumi was the last out, gracefully walking toward the outside with the others, or at least it looked graceful. In actuality she was trying to keep her balance so she wouldn't fall, knock herself unconscious again and wake up a week later. When she arrived outside, the others were already looking around to see where Naru and Keitaro could be spotted. Su was on top of Motoko's shoulders, the both of them searching. Shinobu was looking in the direction of the tea house, while Kitsune stood there watching the others, as if she were the commander of a search party. Mutsumi then walked up to Kitsune, and laughed a little.

"Huh? What's funny Mutsumi?"

"Hehe, Tama-chan seems to have spotted the two. Look, up near Naru's window . Keitaro seems to have gotten lucky."

Upon hearing the words 'gotten lucky', Shinobu mind began to think of the worst possible situation that would crush all her visions of Keitaro. Immediately turning around, she changed her gaze to Naru's window. Motoko, grasping her Katana, whirled in the other direction to see the window. Su stood atop Motoko's shoulders to gain a better vantage point. Kitsune's eyes opened wide to take in the whole scene playing out in the window as Mutsumi continued to giggle.

What played in the window above them were both Naru and Keitaro, who had worked themselves away from the kotatsu to the window while still in a deeply passionate lip lock. The two had no idea they were being watched from bellow. That is, until Mutsumi cheered out "Whooo! Go Keitaro!" followed by Tama-chan's "Myu! Myu!"

The two up in the window, upon hearing the familiar voices, suddenly parted, both starring down at the audience gathered to view them. Shinobu was already in tears, and Motoko had just taken off into the Inn to run up to the room to get at Keitaro herself. Seeing this, Keitaro jumped out the window and climbed up to the rooftop. Naru stayed by the window, a hand over her mouth touching her lips, wondering how she was going to back herself out of this one.

"Its...Its...It's not what you think!"

"Hehehe, of course it is! You two match perfectly!" Mutsumi shouted up to the window, all the while giggling and smiling widely.

"Hehehe, she's right Naru. You two looked liked a modern Romeo and Juliet in the window there, haha" Cried out Kitsune, with a hint of mischief in her voice.

"Naru-sempai, Naru-sempai! Ahhh!" Shinobu screamed, running inside, most likely to her room.

Su had jumped off of Motoko as she ran off to get to Naru's room. She stood there while watching Keitaro make a mad dash to the rooftop and scrambling up the shingles all the while shouting "Motoko's gonna' get you! You pervert! That's what you get for making Shinobu cry again! Hehehe!" She pulled out a little remote control looking device with a big red button on it, dove behind a nearby bush, and came back out an instant later in full military camo's. Tiny tanks ran over the bush she came from, and a miniature fleet of airplanes flew overhead. Su pressed the button, and chaos ensued. The tiny tanks began firing at Keitaro on the roof, little explosion after little explosion erupting everywhere around him as he grasped onto the rooftop for dear life. Su's smile widened as she saw Motoko appear in Naru's window, as if that meant Keitaro's fate was sealed.

"Mo...Mo...Motoko!" Gasped Naru.

"Where is he? Where's that...that...pervert! Hell pay for this!" She shouted, her eyes darting about the room for his whereabouts.

"N-n-n-n-NO! You can't! I mean, No, don't hurt him its ok"

"WHAT!? NARU ARE YOU INSANE!? He probably tricked you or something and was planning something perverted! We can't let a person like that get away with this! You of all people should know how he is!"

"That's exactly why… that its quite alright" Naru trailed off, her face still warm and red, as she brought her hand up to her face to touch her lips again, which curled into a smile. She then looked away from Motoko, who really wished she knew how Naru felt at the moment. It wasn't anger that drove her to want to get at Keitaro this time; it was shear jealousy that fueled her fire.

Naru turned away from Motoko and looked out the window, only to see a battlefield bellow her with a heated war raging in it. Keitaro was running back and forth on the rooftop trying to dodge miniature tank shells and small airplanes with bee-bee guns for weapons mounted to the wings. Naru, who had finally re-awoken to the world, jumped out of the window and stood completely startled at what was happening to the man on the rooftop of Hinata-Sou.

"Su!!!! STOP! Keitaro might…...!!!"

Just as Naru had yelled and commanded Su to stop her attack, Keitaro had just dodged a group of oncoming planes, which then crashed into the group following him. Mini-Tank shells were still bombarding the rooftop, but that was one less problem Keitaro had to worry about. Or was it? As he avoided the Planes, the mini-tanks had sent another volley of shells his way. In his current state, just after dodging the planes, he was left quite defenseless. A small shell landed near his feet and exploded upon impact, causing him to lose his balance. In that same second as he attempted to regain his footing, another round had hit his shoulder, sending him tumbling off the rooftop toward the hot springs.

Naru's face was in total Shock, and she was no longer blushing. She immediately ran out of the room, closely followed by Motoko to go aide Keitaro. Meanwhile, outside, Su was jumping up and down excitedly doing her victory dance, while Kitsune gawked in awe at the events that just happened in front of her. While nothing out of the ordinary, the fact the Naru was actually worried about Keitaro this time sent Kitsune's mind into an unanswerable slew of questions. All the while Tama-chan was resting on Mutsumi's head, holding up a sign with the number '10' on it. Mutsumi laughed and held her hand to her face repeatedly giggling while saying "Ara Ara, hehehe, Ara Ara." Tama and Mutsumi apparently found Keitaro's dance on the rooftop incredibly entertaining.

As they all rounded the hot springs, Keitaro lay near the waters edge, clutching his right shoulder. Naru was crouched down by his side and Motoko had already called for Haruka. Kitsune's face turned pale as she saw that it wasn't fun and games anymore. Holding onto Su in an attempt to restrain her, continued doing her victory dance chanting "Keitaro's immortal, Keitaro's immortal!", completely unaware of the situation at hand.

Shinobu, still inside, came darting outside at the sound of Keitaro's body landing on the hot springs. She was in the doorway, tears in her eyes, this time sobbing at the sight of Keitaro in pain. Mutsumi also bore a look of concern as Tama flew over and landed on Naru's shoulder to get a better look.

Keitaro lay on the warm stone of the Hot Springs within Hinata-Sou, clenching at his left arm seething in pain. Nothing else but the pain existed to Keitaro at that moment. He didn't even know who came to his side.

Naru helped Keitaro up, and they both walked inside. At this point, everyone had some serious explaining to do, as Haruka didn't look too pleased, and wanted to know what was going on. Haruka and the others went back into the living to explain everything and talk things over while Naru and Mutsumi rushed Keitaro to the nearest hospital.

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At the Hospital, it was discovered that Keitaro had broken his arm near the joint in his shoulder, and on top of that, his shoulder was sprained. The doctor decided to keep him there overnight; just to be on the safe side after hearing the current events that transpired at Hinata-Sou.

Keitaro was to be placed in a room with a 'peer', per doctor's orders, whom is being hospitalized for a broken rib, fractured wrist and a sprained ankle. The doctor said the young man was a street fighter, and had walked himself in after a fight. Naru and Mutsumi, along with the doctor, escorted Keitaro to his room. Room 703, 7th Floor. The doctor added Keitaro's files to the folder by the door and told the two ladies they could stay for 15 minutes to say goodbyes, being that it was now after visiting hours. Keitaro lay on the bed, eyes on Naru, with a slight smile. Naru was looking back, only with a slight frown. Mutsumi just took a seat near the bed and began to play with Tama-chan some.

"I'm sorry Keitaro, I didn't know this would have happened. I tried to get Su to stop, I'm so sorry!"

"Haha, don't worry about it, I'm immortal, remember? Its fine, I'm used to it"

Naru laughed a little bit at his words, as they both looked over to the young man on the opposite end of the room, who was watching them and listening.

"Oh hello" said Keitaro. "Ill be here for a night, so ill be keeping you company. What's your name?"

"Sakamoto. Sakamoto Tsukio" He replied coolly. "You must be Keitaro? Keitaro...?"

"Ah, heh, you heard us? Urashima. Urashima Keitaro. This here is Narusegawa Naru, and there is Otohime Mutsumi." Just then, Keitaro had noticed the extent of Tsukio's injuries. He looked like he had been beaten to hell and back. And then some.

"Kei-kun" whispered Naru, "Our times up, well see you tomorrow to walk you home, rest well" With a simple kiss on the cheek and a smile, Naru said her good byes. "Good night Tsukio-san, it was nice to meet you, I hope you recover quickly"

With that, Mutsumi got up, smiled at Keitaro, and looked over at Tsukio to give him the same smile, she waved, and left with Tama-chan.

Once the room was clear and quiet for a little while, Tsukio broke the ice.

"Hey...that your girlfriend?" Tsukio implored.

"Oh Naru? Yes... I mean no. Err yes, oh I don't know sometimes." Keitaro sighed.

"What? You don't KNOW? How can you not KNOW?"

"Well, it's complicated. You see, sometimes we get along really well, but, I make a lot of mistakes and the girls tend to interpret things wrongly, they think I'm a pervert most of the time for the things I do. But really, there all accidents! I'm not like that at all!"

"Ah I see, I understand. Never been through that myself, but I see where you're coming from" he said coolly. "So, how did you manage to do that to our arm, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Oh...heh, this...Is the result of a misinterpretation." Keitaro then reminisced the whole story to Tsukio, from his first coming to Hinata-Sou, to now. Tsukio laughed and felt bad for Keitaro all at the same time.

"So, you live in an all girls dorm eh? Must be nice. Lucky man most people would think. Hell, to me, you're very lucky."

"What do you mean Tsukio?" Keitaro said after sensing a hidden statement in the sentence.

"Well, see, I'm not around girls much. Its not that I'm shy or anything, just that, well I guess I am kinda, but that's not it. Just... I dunno' most are scared of me or something I think. Maybe I'm ugly or something." Tsukio said with a sigh.

"What? Haha, you're kinda like me, that's what I thought a while ago. Till, well, you know the story."

"Yeah that's another thing."

"What's another thing?"

"You have a home"

"You don't?" Keitaro said uneasily.

"No."

An awkward silence filled the air for a moment. The two exchanged looks now and then, as if thinking of something to say to break the ice again.

"So...What do you do? To get by?" Keitaro said cautiously.

"Well, I'm a street fighter. At least for the moment. That's how I got all these injuries. My last opponent was really strong. I thought I was gonna' die for a moment, but I manage to break free from the throw he was about to give me, but in the process, I broke my wrist. The hits I took before that broke one of my ribs, and I sprained my ankle from the leg lock he had me in."

"Wow, that's far worse than anything I've been through. And how the hell did you win?"

"Well, heh. I'm a Ki user, or at least I like to think I am. That's what people tell me anyhow. I can normally just focus myself and block out the pain, and on occasion, mostly in desperation, I do something, not sure what, and the next thing I know, my opponent's vomiting water and falls on the ground unconscious. Everyone on the Street has named it 'Air Blast', its some Ki based strike that damages the internal organs of a person, or something like that. How I do it, I have no idea. Like I said it's all out of desperation." Tsukio shrugged, then winced in pain and held his side where his rib is broken"

"I know someone, who also uses Ki energy, only she can control it. She's an incredibly skilled Kendo swordsman. Maybe I should introduce you to her, maybe you can train with her and she can teach you how to use your techniques better? Just a thought"

"I wouldn't mind, thanks Keitaro, but I don't think I'll be fighting again anytime soon. And on top of that I have no idea how I'm going to pay for this bill."

"Tsukio…, I have an Idea. But don't rely on me for it..."

"What's this idea of yours?"

"Well, I'll run the idea of another male tenant at the Hinata Inn, being that I'll need help with the chores and all with my broken arm, your not necessarily in the best condition either but when you heal up and can leave here, the option might be open."

"Really? That's incredibly nice for a guy I hardly know, and who hardly knows me for that matter"

"Don't worry about it Tsukio. But like I said, don't rely on me for it, the girls at the Inn can be incredibly anal sometimes and don't like the idea of other male tenants. Well see, ok?"

"Sure Keitaro, thanks a lot. Anyhow, I'm tired."

"Yeah, same, long day for both of us"

They both exchange looks, and begin to laugh. Tsukio quickly quiets himself with a sob of pain and another clenching of the ribs, followed by a look from Keitaro as if silently saying 'sorry'.

"Good Night Keitaro...Till the morning"

"Yeah… 'night Tsukio"

And with that, sleep ensued. Keitaro dreamed of the moment he and Naru had shared that day. It replayed through his mind the entire night. Her face, her smell, the feel of her lips; played over and over in his mind. He almost didn't want to wake up, afraid he might wake up in his bed, in his own room, and this would have all been a dream, a sick twisted dream his mind had played on him. But something inside him told him it wasn't, and more good things will come, and he must wake up the following morning.