Disclaimer : I don't own Love Hina, (runs away crying)

Author's Notes : Nope nothing at the moment.

Chapter 3

Sara, Su, and Mitsune

Sara reached her door, leaving behind a dust cloud that wiped past her. Opening the door, half wanting a pile of one hundred dollar bills to be present, she spotted a box and a letter setting in front of it. She picked up the letter and it said "read me first" She half wanted to toss it aside and just open the present, but Keitaro had told her to read the letter first cause it would explain the present. She ripped it opened.

Dear Sara,

You and I have never had what would or could be called a close relationship. I can understand your feelings concerning your father and you wanting to be with him, at all times. The look in his eyes when your not around is like there is something missing. I'm sure you don't know this, but he carries a picture of you with him at all times. When we were in the desert, it was placed safely in his tent. There were times when I approached him, that I would find him staring at it, and I knew he was thinking about you.

You have a very special love for him, and I recognize this. You never have to worry about his well being, when I'm with him, for I know you are waiting for his return. I would do anything in my power to make sure that he always returns to you, this I promise. I know you think I'm a big dork, but I made a promise to your father to look after you as well, when he isn't around and I will continue to keep that promise.

When I was looking for your present, I really didn't know what to get you until I thought of Seta's picture of you.

I hope you appreciate it.

Keitaro

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She dropped the letter besides her, and looked at the wrapped box. Her hands shaking with nervousness as she ripped the paper away, to find a four by four velvet covered box. She lifted the top off to find a golden locked, pulling it out she opened the tiny clasp. Inside was a picture of her father and Keitaro, and on the other side besides it was written "Pappa and the Dork...We love you".

She held it close to her heart, and ran downstairs towards Keitaro. He saw her coming and was prepared for the punch or kick that was coming, instead she wrapped her arms around him and said, "Dork!" Then she turned and ran back upstairs.

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Su was standing in the middle of her room, looking at a box that stood about six feet tall, a letter taped to the front. She placed her ear to the box, listening for any ticking noises. Reaching into her endless pocket, she pulled out an explosives sniffer, running it over the box, and then again with a Geiger counter, still nothing. Figuring that if Keitaro was going to pull some kind of sneak attack he would have already. Pulling the letter off the box she sat down cross-legged in front of it.

Su-chan,

You have never fail to amaze me. Your wonderful inventions, however destructive at times, have always proved that under everything lays not only a great imagination, but the intelligence to make your dreams real. Between you and me, I have never had more fun than running from your inventions and getting surprised attacked by your kicks. They have always kept me on my toes and flying through the air.

When I discovered that you were a princess, and studying so far from home, I could never understand why until I too left and studied in America. In your home country you are a prisoner of sorts, to your title and your responsibilities. Always having to act a certain way, because those around you expect and demand it. Here you are free to feel the way you want, and just be the girl lost in the crowd.

The nights you have spent asleep in my room, have been special to me. To know that I can bring comfort to your worried sleep, and chase away the nightmares for you. Once you told me that I looked like your older brother, this I don't know, but I do know if thinking of me as your older brother helps, then by all means do.

Your hunger for fun, adventure, technology, and of course bananas led me to your present.

Your Oni-san

Keitaro

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Su carefully folded the letter and placed it back in the envelope. She stood taller than usual and cocked her head at the large box. Instead of ripping through the paper, she carefully untied the bow, and sought out the folds trying not to tear the colorful paper. There was a string tied around the box, that she pulled. The four sides of the box fell away to reveal a very young banana tree. A note tied to one of the branches said "Your endless supply of free bananas"

She walked towards it with an awed expression, as she felt the trunk. Lovingly she hugged it and said, "Thank you, Oni-san"

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The half drunk Mitsune stumbled into her room, looking for the present that Keitaro said was in here. She didn't want the others to know, especially Naru, how much she really liked the big pervert. Not to mention that he now looked so hot, it was painful, that it was going to be wasted on her best friend, but she knew that men like Keitaro were rare indeed. Even if he didn't wait for Naru, whoever he did end up with would be very lucky, and she would be jealous.

She spotted her box, sitting on her open futon, and she sank down next to it. There was two envelopes taped to the box, one was a manilla and the other on top said read me first. She opened the first one and started to read.

My dear Kitsune,

Since I have known you, I have been tricked, conned, swindled, fleeced, and even flimflammed. Your wit and timing is on par with a police interrogator that has all the evidence in the world. But I have seen the other side of you as well. The side you hide behind the sake haze, that your afraid that others might see and use against you. Of course I'm taking about the side of you that is caring, sweet, and worried about how others feel.

I have never liked how you look into the bottom of a bottle for companionship, and acceptance. You should know that I will never judge you and that if you are lonely that I will always be there to hold your hand. You have never told me what happened in the past that made you scared to take that chance with your heart, but if you ever want to meet someone that will respect you for who you are, let me know. I know some that would stand against the raging torrents of hell to have a few minutes of your time.

When you want to talk to me, just bring the present with you, and we will chat all night if you wish.

Your loving friend

Keitaro

ps open the other envelope next.

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The shocked Mitsune looked at the letter again and again. The words had cut through the haze like a razor, and she found herself looking at the wall that separated their rooms. 'That wonderful, hot male." She took up the manilla envelope and opened it, photos slid out into her lap with another note. She picked up the note and read it, "We will discuss the negatives and my fees later." She looked puzzled until she picked up the photos and started to look at them.

Her sneaking sake into Motoko's energy drink, her reading Naru's dairy, her putting popping loads into Haruka's cigarettes, her taking down a sign outside of the hot springs, and the worst, her naked in Keitaro's bed doing some 'business'. She sat there ghost white for a moment. The implications started to hit her, Motoko would kill her, Naru would kill her, Haruka would kill her, and looking at the last one, everyone would dig me up and kill me again. A new found respect for Keitaro filled her and she laughed thinking, 'He out foxed the fox', followed by, 'Oh this is going to cost me BIG'

She was worried what was in the box, if the pictures were in the envelope. She remembered he said that she should bring whatever was in here if I wanted to talk. So taking some courage she ripped apart the paper and opened the box. She thought she was surprised by the photos, but as she pulled one of twelve out of the box. Holding it up to the light she read the unmistakable words. "Johnnie Walker, Blue label"

End Chapter 3

up next Shinobu, Naru, and Motoko...and the next morning!