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Aftermath (Part II)

"Kyaaaa!" Naru flew straight up. Thud! She slams into the ceiling and crash back down.

Splut! "Gyaaa!" A massive spray of blood erupts from Keitaro's face.

"Ara!" Mutsumi gave a cry of despair as her watermelon was sprayed red.

After coolly assessing the situation, Haruka closed her eyes. "Urashima Keitaro, Age 21, time of death 10:00 am Saturday July 18, 2000. Cause: massive nasal hemoraging and Naru's new ultimate move: Female croatch slam. May you rest in peace dear nephew." After flicking away a small tear she looks at the situation again. 'How the hell am I going to explain this to his parents?"

"That was not very nice of you Nachan!"Mutsumi frown at Naru slightly.

Dazzled by the impact Naru's head was swirling around aimlessly. "...Wha...did you say something Muchan...My noggin is ouchy right now." With her eyes in swirls, Naru still managed to clasp onto Mutsumi's upper body and get herself into a standing position. Her knees were wobbly and were pressed together.

Haruka glanced at her. "Maybe you should sit down." 'Somewhere besides my nephew's face please.'

With a groan Naru keels over onto Mutsumi.

"Ara!" Mutsumi was bowled over, and knocked out.

Haruka sweatdrops. 'Is there something between those two?'

Getting on her feet, Haruka looked at her nephew's bloodied face. 'I don't know where you are Keitaro, but you are missing out on a 'good scene' most boys your age are dying for.' She smiled. 'Then again, you might actually die of blood loss because of this one.'

"Gaah!" Keitaro yelled as his nose explodes.

"He is truly immortal!" Haruka blinked. "Welcome back to the living."

"Aunt Haruka!" Keitaro tears his eyes from the unmentionables.

Slap! Slap! "It is Haruka-san!" The older woman kneels down beside Keitaro.

"You hit me twicewhy?" Keitaro protests.

Haruka looks down at him impassively. 'It was payback from earlier."

"Oh." With his first foul in mind Keitaro drops his eyes. "Eeeh!"

"Oh the girls? They are out cold, except for Su, and Kitsune." Keitaro turns his face away from Haruka. Haruka's face softens.

Putting one hand one her nephew's shoulder. "Hey! I don't know the exact details..." 'Bull shit!' "...but we will sort it out. Okay?" Keitaro stays silent and clenches his his eyes shut, "Answer me! Keitaro!" A vein pops out of Haruka's head.

"It's ...it's white!" The manager stutters and shakes. "Aunt Haruka!"

"It's ..." Haruka flushed, and used her hands to close up the flash point. "Haruka-san!" Bam! Keitaro streaks off to the blue yonder. 'I can't believe I left myself open like that.' Haruka wait for the heat of her face to die down.

Kitsune sweatdrops. She clears her throat. "Umm. We should clean this up before you know who gets home."

Haruka paused. "Right! Lets hurry!"

"Auu!"

'Too late!' The two deadpans. "Hey Shinobu-chan."

The girl is at the doorway staring at the scene. "Naru and Mutsumi sempais are moving into the advance lotus position. They have...gotten...closer! Auu!" Overstimulated by what she saw, Shinobu faints.

"She know the position..." Haruka stood and looked around. She threw away her cigarett butt and inhales deeply. Slowly she exhales. 'This is going to be a long day.'

"Sake?" Kitsune rubs her head with one hand.

"If you still have enough." The corner of Haruka's mouth perks up.

"Don't I always?" Kitsune arches her eyebrow.

"Let me get Mutsumi and Naru separated first...or else what happened to Keitaro will happen again."

Kitsune looks at the unconscious tangle of two girls. "Right."

Later that day, as the repair crew workss on Keitaro's disaster zone, the residents of Hinata-sou sat around the dining table. Everyone is dressed in their winter wear because of the cold. Motoko had her arms crossed in front of her chest, her eyebrows were knit closely together, and she was unarmed. 'If I have my sword...'

'...half of Hinata Town would have been gone by now.' Haruka glanced at the kendo girl. She makes sure the Hina blade is well out of Motoko's reach (tama-chan is strapped to the pommel) and in her hands.

'I can't believe we did all that and I am still a VIRGIN!' Naru growls and stared at the battered Keitaro. 'It was like he wasn't even trying!....Wait! I should be happy about that!'

Kitsune had her chin proped on her hand and her face was unreadable.

Shinobu is wringing her fingers. 'Should I use Naru-sempai's last name to greet Mutsumi-sempai or the other way around?' She looks at Keitaro. "Poor Keitaro-sempai is going to be so lonely...Maybe I should....Kya!...Bad! Bad Girl!...But he is avaliable...I could just...Nyaaa!" Haruka watched as the younger girl peeps at Keitaro furtively. Haruka turns to Su.

Su is just staring into space. Haruka had no clue...'How should I make Tama Grappler 3000. Hmm eight arms should be enough. Ooooo! And some of those special devices that magazine introduced...but I need an adult ID...Keitaro! Alright! I will test it on him first, since he is so nice in letting me borrow his stuff.' "Yay!" Su bounced off her chair and kicks Keitaro in the face. "Thanks! Keitaro!"

"You are welcome???" The others sweatdroped as Su danced around the room.

Keitaro and all other girls suddenly felt an unnatural chill. They shivered.

Haruka felt uncomfortable down below, and squeezes her legs together. 'Mutsumi! You didn't have to go into EXPLICIT details on my nephew! Damn! That ranchy story telling hit a really sore spot!' She grits her teeth hard and presses her thighs together even harder. 'I am so distracted now that I probably won't even notice if Seta pops his head...'

A van crashed into the kitchen window. Motoko snatch up Kitsune and leap out of the way. Naru tackles Mutsumi to the side. Haruka immediately went into action. With Shinobu under one arm, Su over her shoulders, and Keitaro under the other arm, she ran ahead of the tumbling van. "Shit! It's going to catch up..."

A shadow slips in by the front door.

Haruka stops at the stair wells and threw the unconscious Shinobu, the yipping Su, and the screaming Keitaro upstairs. Then she leaps aside to let the mini-van tumble past her. 'Shit! That was close!' Breathing rapidly, Haruka feels her muscles' aching pulse. "I am going to be sore for a day at least." Her eyes widen as the mini-van bounce off the side of the reception desk towards her. 'It's too fast!' She raise her hand in cross guard. "This is going to hurt..."

A shadow intercepts the van just as it was about to hit Haruka. Crash! It bounce towards Haruka, but divers the van to the side. It push over Haruka. Bang! PoW! The van smashes into the wall and rolls back. Harukalay on the floor stunned. She was in pain but alive. Slowly gets up, wicing fromscratches and bruises. A man lay on top of her. Haruka felt a stabbing sensation. 'He died to save me...' She stared brown hair, the broken glasses at the side. Gingerly she turn the person over. Tears ran down her face, and sobs shook free from her once stoic control. "Seta!...You absenminded Jackass...You obsessive fossilized moron...how could you...how could you...leave me like this!" The man layed in her arms, Seta, was smiling.

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