[Well, here is the third part of it, I've already said my disclaimer for the story and it still implies, in fact I find it redundant to repeat a disclaimer over and over for the same story. Well NE ways, this is getting close to the end, it might end this chapter, next chapter or the chapter after, but from here up, the rating will go up.]
Advice
"Ah, Motoko-han, have you come to take over the dojo?" Tsuruko said to her sister while kneeling in front of some burning incense which was used to clear her mind and purify her soul.
"I have come for some advice on a matter that is very important."
"Then speak of this matter. Is it that Motoko has learned that she doesn't like men because she is a lesbian?" Said Tsuruko in an air headed matter causing Motoko to blush.
"No, I have found this man, you see, and…"
"Good going Motoko, you finally learned the pleasures of a man, I hope you plan on marrying him though, else you will be banished from the family", continued Tsuruko only adding to Motokos embarrassment and anger.
"Sister, will you let me speak on this instead of butting in and assuming everything?" Motoko forced out trying to keep her anger in check.
"Sure Motoko-han. Just take a seat and we will talk." Motoko took her sisters advice and knelt down across from her.
"There has been this man, that every time I meditate, his very being consumes me from the inside, filling me with lust and desire. However, he is too dense to realize this fact, and even if he did, he loves another. Please sister, help me to win his affection, help me to cope with how I feel for him. Please, he completes me in a way no one and nothing else can ever complete Me.", pleaded Motoko rather quickly to her older sister.
"I see, so you have fallen in love, what kind of man is he Motoko?"
"It is difficult to explain, I've been feeling like he is the only one that can ever complete me. And I am not the only one to feel that way, the others that I live with, feel the exact same about him as I do", explained Motoko.
"I see; he is the kind of person that is a slow yet eternally flowing spring of all the feelings that are pleasant and good. One that would be unimpressive unless you have been around him for a time, then you are suddenly separated from and you notice that it just doesn't feel right without him around, people like that are hard to come by. You should feel lucky, Motoko-han. Go back to this person, and be with him, I will come to visit when it is time." Tsuruko then stood up and proceeded into the temple and closed the door.
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The trip home on the train was quiet; giving Motoko time to meditate on what her sister could be up to. By the time she had reached the inn, it was dark outside, entering the inn she was greeted with the warm and sensual scent of warm food. Moving to the table there was a gathering of people and a table full of Italian style foods cooked up by the great chef of the inn. Taking her seat at the table across form Keitaro and tried her hardest not to launch her self over the table and hold him.
Naru got up and being as gentle with Keitaro as possible, quickly pulled his chair out and ushered him into her chair before sitting down where he was, glaring at Motoko. With the same air and an unusual silence, they all ate their meals, the occasional glare made its way across the table, but other than that, nothing else happened. Afterwards, Naru took Keitaro up to her room to study with him, and locked the door behind them. Motoko went out to the hot springs to relax and soak. The warmth of the waters slowly slipped into her body relaxing her muscles and earning a sigh from Motoko.
"I can't believe that I forgot to clean the hot springs. I better get it done before I get yelled at by someone."
'That voice, it's Keitaro. I don't think that I am ready to confront him yet.' Motoko thought while she pulled her towel around her more and shrunk from the edge of the pool trying to hide in the rising mist.
"Huh, is somebody in here?" asked Keitaro only to be met by silence. "Guess my mind is playing tricks on me." He then started to scrub the stones surrounding the Onsen.
'I never noticed how he looks when he is working, the happy look on his face, the movements of his body; it's as if the Kami have blessed him more than they have ever blessed anyone before. The more I know about him, the nearer I want to be.' Without thinking Motoko suddenly stood up and approached the object of her desire.
"Gah, Oh, Motoko, you almost gave me a heart attack. Why didn't you say you were in here, Um Mo-Motoko." Keitaro was unaware of her intentions until she was nearly face to face with him.
Without a word she quickly wrapped her arms around his head and gave him a forceful and sloppy kiss on the lips. Opening his mouth to protest Motoko took the opportunity and forced her tongue into his mouth. At this pint the both bell backwards and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck as they lay there on the stone tiles of the hot springs. He struggled against her kiss but she just pinned him and soon felt him give into it.
They lay there, her giving him all the passion in her kiss that she could muster, and him just taking it, wishing it was Naru. Motoko then sat up and ripped off her shirt, exposing the scar in the middle of his chest and of to the left, she ran her finger along it remembering how it got there. Keitaro took this opportunity to escape only to be pinned on his stomach, where Motoko took interest in the scar on this side of him.
"It must run all the way through, even through your heart. You shouldn't be straining yourself or you might have a heart attack." Motoko cooed to him only to lean in close to his ear and whisper into it with a seductive voice that would make Kitusne jealous. "Or maybe you should strain your self in a more productive manner." Keitaro was now afraid for his life.
"Motoko, you should be ashamed, I could see Kitsune doing this, but not you." Motoko looked on over and saw Naru standing a few feet away. "Haven't you done enough? You almost killed him and now you are trying to rape him while nobody is looking. It's a good thing that I noticed he was missing and went to search for him." Motoko hung her head, Naru was right, she was acting like some desperate whore and was ready to make Keitaro, the man that she loved, her victim, again. Standing up Motoko let him get away and run back into the house. "That's better, what's gotten into you? I thought that I knew you but then you come barging into Keitaros' room while we were having a nice conversation and run your sword through his chest. You act funny for a few days. Then I catch you out here about ready to have your way with him whether he wants it or not. What has come over you?" Motoko looked over at her with tears in her eyes.
"Please, forgive me Naru-sempai. But I have fallen in love with Urashima, I just didn't realize it until recently. Please, I need him, I will do anything for him." Motoko was cut off as Naru slapped her.
"How dare you. You run your sword through his chest and molest him. Then you have the gall to say that you Love him? What you were doing is lust, not love."
"Gomen, Naru-sempai. I won't do it again," said Motoko while looking down at the ground.
Naru just turned around and left her there to think about what she had done.
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The door to her room opened up, disrupting Motokos trail of thought, next thing she knew Su had launched a jump kick at her, which she grabbed her leg and held her upside down.
"Aw, looks like I'll just have to try harder next time," pouted Su.
"Is there something you need?" asked Motoko letting go of Su's leg.
"Yeah, you have a visitor, she is waiting down stairs for ya."
"Thanks for letting me know. I'll be right there." Su ran out the door and down the stairs.
Motoko composed herself some and slowly walked down stairs but what she found n the bottom level was enough to make her almost fall over.
"Such a young man, you know that if you don't marry my sister she will probably become a lesbian. Oh my look at all these beautiful girls that my little Motoko-han lives with, no wonder why she never complained about the roommates that she is living with, but she must have lots of competition for this man. Do you all sleep with him at the same time or do you take turns with him and each other?" Tsuruko was sitting on the couch and had everyone in the room except for Shinobu and Su blushing. Shinobu had already passed out on the floor and Su was asking if what she was talking about was yummy.
"Ane-Anee-san, what are you talking about? You're embarrassing everyone with such talk."
"Ah, Motoko-han, what are you hiding that you don't want me to find out? Or do you not want your big sister to know that you swing both ways, or is it that way for just this one man?" Motoko blushed so heavy on the spot that her face could have been mistaken for Rudolph's nose.
"SISTER, Stop that." Yelled Motoko, who got a mischievous smile from Tsuruko that put any that Kitsune gave to shame.
"Motoko, I like your sisters style." Mused Kitsune.
[Busy Busy Busy, I barely got this far, well, hope you enjoy it, next and hopefully last chapter will be up soon. Plus the second ending for ruined, and if I get it done in time, the tenchi muyo/love hina cross over.