Back again. Time for another (delayed) chapter of Love Hina Next: Second Phase. I think I'm finally getting used to the cold weather. But it doesn't help matters when everyone in the house except for you keeps turning the heat off when it is obviously freaking cold. I dunno, maybe I'm just more sensitive to cold weather than everyone else. A friend once suggested that maybe I had lived in a desert in a previous life. P
Anyway, here we go!
---Kouji Tamino
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Love Hina Next: Second Phase
Chapter 32: Play Ball! (Naoko's School Days, Part 2)
The next day…
Shinichi stumbled into the kitchen, wearing blue and white pajamas, yawning loudly. He looked around the kitchen table, where all the girls were eating, already dressed. 'Wait, something seems amiss… Ms. Ami, Sakura, Megumi, Ms. Kairi is a ghost and isn't here, Ms. Naoko is at school already and…' He frowned. "Hey, where is Ms. Junko?"
Sakura shrugged, chugging her milk and slamming it on the table, finishing off with a loud belch. "I dunno, she just up and left early this morning… Before Naoko, even! Strange…"
Shinichi sweat dropped. "Why do I get the feeling that we're going to get a phone call from the school?"
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Junko sat down in front of the principal of the school. The man, who was middle aged, slightly balding, wore small round glasses and a blue suit, smiled. "I'm so glad that we could get another Baseball coach on such short notice…" He pointed towards the door. "Oh look, there's the previous coach now!"
A scrawny man in his late 20's ran down the hallway, pulling on his hair. "Get me out of here!!" He tripped and fell, crashing into the office. "That's it!! I'm quitting! I'm sorry, you'll have to find those, those demons a new whipping boy!!"
Junko raised an eyebrow. "I don't think that will happen with me…"
The man looked her up and down. "So you're the new coach, huh? Well all I can say is good luck, babe… You'll need it!! Hyaaahhh!! I'm free!!" The man then proceeded to jump out of a closed window.
The principal and Junko sweat dropped. The principal cleared his throat, sighing sadly. "Um, I'm guessing you want to leave now… The door is right there… Er, was there… It's a shame, though… This school's Baseball used to be the Region Champs… But this generation is a joke. Then again, maybe I shouldn't call them that… They might hear and--" He began to shudder.
Junko, shaking her head. "No way. I'm going to set that team straight… The last thing this world needs is a bunch of kids worse than that Kenji kid in Naoko's class…" She grinned, crossing her arms. "Tell me where the little brats are…"
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Naoko sweat dropped as she got a look at what she had to work with. A bunch of open uniform jacket wearing, cigarette smoking, bad haircut-ed punks. "…You're kidding me, right?… These just have to be midgets…"
One of the boys, a kid with slicked back black hair, shades, and a cigarette in his mouth, took the cancer stick out of his mouth and threw it to the ground, stomping it out. "Whp you calling a midget, bitch?"
Junko once again snapped, grabbing the kid by his collar and beating the living shot out of him. She was merciless in her beating. Punching him, smacking him around a bit, and even stomping on him. "What?! You take that back, you shrimpy little bastard!! How dare you call me that, no one calls me a bitch and gets away with it, why I oughta--"
The principal sweat dropped. "Um, Ms. Sagawa, I wanted you to coach the boys, not kill them…"
Junko quickly turned towards him and began to scream. "What the hell do you want?!"
The principal gasped, not used to such fierceness from a woman. "Ms. Sagawa, I'm going to have to ask you to be more gentle with the boys…"
Junko growled angrily. "Gentle?! If I do that, they'll just walk all over me like the other coaches!!" She sighed, dropping the kid and leaving him a bloody pulp. "Look, just let me do this my way for a week… If I can't get any results… Go ahead and fire me, without any pay…"
The principal raised an eyebrow. "Very well…" He looked to the poor boy who had invoked Junko's wrath with worry. "But I don't want to see any of this anymore…" He slowly walked off, leaving Junko alone to deal with the team.
Junko chuckled nervously, helping the boy up. "Um, sorry… Guess I got carried away…" Her eyes widened as the rest of the boys looked on as if they were love struck. "Oh no, not more…"
"She's amazing…" one of them said softly.
"She makes us look like a bunch of pansies!" another exclaimed brightly.
Kenji sighed happily. "See, what'd I tell you, boys?… Please coach us, Junko!"
Junko smacked her head, groaning. "Oh god, I've got my own reverse harem going on now…" She shook her head, looking around. "Okay then, first things first… You brats have got to stop smoking! Smoking does not make you bad-ass! I would not like to kiss a man with yellow teeth and bad breath, and tobacco smoke makes me gag! So stop!"
The boys nodded like mindless zombies, all dropping their cigarettes. "Yes, ma'am! What do you want us to do next, ma'am?"
Junko nodded, grinning. "Now that's more like it! Let's get to work! Now, do any of you even know how to play Baseball?"
One boy shrugged. "Well… Yeah. Otherwise we wouldn't be on the team in the first place!"
Junko growled. "Are you getting smart with me?…"
The boy's eyes widened as he shook his head frantically. "N-no ma'am!"
"And stop calling me ma'am!!" She screamed. "It makes me sound old and girly… Just call me Coach."
"Yes, Coach ma'am!" the boys shouted, saluting.
Junko groaned, rubbing her temple. "Oh never mind…"
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The others were soon at the school, trying to make sure that Junko didn't kill of the entire Baseball team in rage. Shinichi sighed as they ran down the halls. "Oh boy… I hope we're not too late… Otherwise, she might end up in jail or something!"
"Awww, don't over exaggerate, Shinichi-kun…" Kairi began, floating up next to him. "What's the worse she could do?" Everyone gave her a look that said 'please don't tell us you just said that'. She quickly hushed up.
"Anyway, let's try and get down to the field before she hurts someone!" Ami shouted.
"Hey! No running in the hall!!" A teacher shouted, sticking his head out of his class. He sighed. "No good held back students…"
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They all sweat dropped as they saw the scene that was playing before them. Junko and the team were running around the field, smiles on their faces, laughing joyfully. Junko smiling. Shinichi stared. "Someone pinch me to make sure I'm not dreaming…"
Junko gasped as she saw that the others were here, blowing her whistle to signal them to stop. She chuckled nervously, walking up to the group. "Um, hey guys… What's up?"
Sakura snickered. "You look like you're having fun…"
Junko growled, returning to her normal expression. "Shut up, you…" She smiled again. "But yes, I am having fun… These are really great kids, they're just misunderstood… You know, I think I may stick with this job…"
Shinichi smiled. "That's great, Junko…"
Junko grinned, crossing her arms and looking back to her new team. "So… Think you guys can get ready for the exhibition game in a few weeks?"
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A few weeks later…
"…What do you mean 'my team can't play'?!" Junko screamed, picking up the official by the collar. "I swear, if all that hard work we went through goes down the toilet, I'll--"
The official cleared his throat. "Ms. Sagawa, there is no reason to get so worked up over an exhibition game…" He sighed as she set him down. "You see, the reason your team cannot play is because frankly… Their grades stink."
"Graaah!!! Damn it! What am I going to do now?! If my entire team can't play, I'll have to forfeit…"
"Suichi Mansion Harem to the rescue!" Ami yelled, walking up in the team's baseball uniform. The others, dressed similarly, soon followed.
The official scoffed. "You can't play, you're women!"
"So, being sexist, eh?" Megumi joked.
"W-what?!" the official shouted, stammering. "No, of course not! It's just that this is a Middle School baseball game, and with the exception of Ms. Sagawa's younger sister, you are all full grown women! It just wouldn't be fair!"
Kairi giggled, whispering in Naoko's ear. Naoko giggled mischievously. "Mr. Baseball official, sir? Would you mind checking that Rulebook again?"
The official sighed in exasperation, opening the book. "Fine, but I don't see what will be any diff--" He gasped. "What the hell?! Since when could women play in a Boy's Middle School game?!" He took out a pair of glasses and checked to make sure. "Well I'll be d-- Fine, you can play…" He walked off, completely confused.
Junko laughed. "Well, while I was looking forward to watching my boys in action… Let's play ball, girls!"
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Akamatsu Junior High vs. Dorama Junior High
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A boy from Dorama stepped up to plate, Megumi pitching. She grinned at the boy, licking her lips. The boy gulped nervously, and watched in amazement as she 'bounced' when pitching. He was so distracted that he swung blindly, flinching as the umpire screamed. "Strike 1!" Megumi chuckled seductively, and began to stretch, her cute tummy being exposed due to the much too small uniform top. The boy began to bite his lip, crossing his legs awkwardly. He stared at the ball whizzed by. "Ball 1!" The umpire bellowed, as the rest of the team began to yell at the boy. The boy suddenly took off running towards the building, everyone except Megumi sweat dropping.
Megumi was soon replaced as a pitcher by Ami. Once again, Ami had decided to not use her powers. She winded up her arm and pitched the ball towards the pitcher. She smiled as she made him strike out. She pitched again, then gasped as he hit the ball at her head, hitting her smack dab in her forehead. "Ack!" She yelped, as she fell to the ground. She whined, rubbing her head. She slowly got up and giggled nervously. "Um, I'm okay!" She stared at the boy as he snickered at her, growling under her throat. "Won't let it get to me…" She muttered.
To Be Continued…
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Finally! Sorry for the long wait… I'll try to get the next chapter up sometime later this week or early next week. Bye for now!
---Kouji Tamino
