Disclaimer: I do not own Love hina, and anyone who doubts my honesty will taste my steel.
Author's note: This story takes place in the six month time frame when Keitaro studied abroad at america.
Hinata-sou, a perfectly normal Girl's Dorm.
Throughout the past couple of years this old building has been witness to many things, a happy "family" enjoying their meals, countless parties, drunkenness, nudity, a clumsy dimwit being propelled into the stratosphere...wait a minute. Maybe it's not so normal, but that's beside the point.
Our story begins on the steps of Hinata-sou, where a beautiful woman begins her studies. "It seems like forever since Keitaro left to study abroad, but it's only been three days. He had better be focusing on his studies." This beautiful woman is none other than Naru Narusegawa, an absolute vision of loveliness, she was currently dressed in a sweatshirt with capris and sandles, her long brown hair flowing elegantly and her dazzling hazel eyes sparkling in the morning light.
The person she speaks of, Keitaro, is none other than the only male ever to have stayed in Hinata-sou, but only because he is the manager. How did he become manager? That's another story.
Naru just stood there, visualizing Keitaro's short black hair, his dorky glasses, but then she remembered how much of a clumsy pervert he had been since he came to Hinata-sou and quickly shook it off. "I can't afford to be distracted by that pervert!" she yelled to herself as she opened her notes.
"By who now, Naru?" said a familiar person in a familiarly sly tone.
"Ki-Kitsune? What are you doing out here this early?" said Naru in a panic. Mitsune Konno is older than Naru by a couple of years, but her loveliness rivals Naru's. With her platinum blonde hair, foxlike eyes (hence the nickname "Kitsune") as well as her breasts, which are of course much bigger than Naru's. She is currently dressed in a tank top and a pair of short shorts.
"Don't avoid the question Naru. I don't want to have to tickle the answer out of you!" said Kitsune in her most sultry voice.
"I swear I don't know what you're talking about! No! Get back! I swear I'll scream!" Naru yelled as Kitsune began to reach for Naru. But it was too late, Kitsune got ahold of her sides. All that could be heard throughout the house was the sound of Naru laughing hysterically. "A-Alright! I was th-thinking about Keitaro, O-Okay! Now get off!" yelled Naru in between laughs. Kitsune just smiled. "Now way. This is too much fun. Hey! Let's see how big your boobs have gotten.
"Kyaaaaah! Damn you kitsune!" Naru said as she managed to wrestle Kitsune off of her. Kitsune snickered. "You can't stop thinking about him can you?" Naru's face turned beet red. "I-It's just difficult for me to study without having to help that dork out." Kitsune smiled slyly. "Our little Naru is finally in love. Maybe I could convince him to come back, perhaps by offering a service?" "Thwack!" Kitsune now had an imprint of Naru's calculus book on her face. "What the hell was that for?" Naru glared at her angrily. "This is a good opportunity for him! We're going to let him study in America, then he'll come back ASAP! But I refuse to make him worry abbout us!"
Kitsune looked past Naru with a puzzled look on her face. When Naru noticed this she turned around to see what she was staring at. Naru looked at the base of the stairs to see a young man had passed out on the steps.
"Holy crap! Go get some help Kitsune!" Naru yelled as she ran to the man's aid.
Kitsune was already two steps ahead of her, running to get the other girls.
Naru's first instinct was to check for a pulse. "Good. He's not dead." Next she checked his forehead. "He's burning up! Kitsune better hurry up with the help."
"Help has arrived Naru-Naru!" yelled the young foreign girl of Hinata-Sou. This girl is Kaolla Suu, a young blonde girl from the kingdom of Mol-Mol(Her tan skin kinda gives it away). Suu was in her school uniform, despite it being a saturday. "I have the cure!" Suu pulled a giant syringe from out of nowhere. "50 CC's of banana juice!" "Thwack!" "Owie! Why'd you do that Motoko?" Motoko is another resident of Hinata-Sou. She has been perfecting her sword skills since she was young (Keitaro of course, learned this the hard way). Despite this, she is a very attractive person. Her long, raven colored hair was pulled into a ponytail, she was currently wearing her training gi, sword in hand. Did I mention she was tall for seventeen years old?
"Because you were being dense. Now what's going on?" Naru began to drag the man up the stairs. "This guy passed out on our property, he needs to be tended to." A soft voice retorted. "B-but we don't know this person. What if he's an escaped convict?" This voice came from Shinobu, one of the youngest denizens of Hinata-Sou, as well as the cook. She was currently dressed in a blue blouse with a black skirt, not to mention her apron, Her royal blue hair comes down to below her ears, her blue eyes were currently tearing from worry over the situation.
"He needs help now. So help me get him inside." said Naru as she continued dragging the man up the stairs.
Within a couple of minutes the patient had been placed on a futon in the living room. "We should let him rest. I'll go get the quilt." said Kitsune, sounding strangely responsible.
Suu began poking the unconcious gentleman. "Do you think he tastes good?"
Motoko sweatdropped when she realized how dense Suu truly was. "Come away from him Suu, he needs rest."
When Suu heard this she licked the man once and then ran off to her room. Naru arrived with some aspirin and a glass of water. "We need to wake him up long enough to give him some medicine. Motoko I need you to go get Haruka." Motoko didn't argue with Naru, knowing that someone was in trouble.
"Awooooo! Will he be alright!" flustered Shinobu as she flailed her arms into the air.
Naru pushed on the mans shoulder in an attempt to arouse him from his feverish slumber. As the man opened his eyes Naru couldn't help but blush. The first thing she noticed were his magnificent blue eyes, shimmering like the ocean. Then her gaze was fixated on his smooth black hair which was spiky, but not too spiky. As he stood up on the futon, he turned his head to Naru's direction.
"Wh-where am I? Is this a hospital?" he said placing his hand on his feverish head. Naru quickly cleared the blushing away. "You're in Hinata-sou. We found you passed out on our steps." The man blinked a couple of times to adjust to the light. "You mean the girls dorm? Oh man what time is it?" he said as he looked at his watch. Panic spread across his face. "Holy crap! I'm late, I can't be late!" he yelled as he ran to the door. But his sickness caught up to him, causing him to facefall to the floor.
Naru raced to his side. "You can't overexert yourself. You'll just make your fever worse." The man refused to clam down. "But you don't understand! You see, my name is..." he was interrupted midsentence by Kitsune. "Hey Naru, this is the only quilt I could find. So hows...holy crap!" Naru stood up quickly. "What's wrong?" Kitsune began to get hysterical. "Ohmigod! You're that young writer! What's his name? Oh yeah! Ryusei Tanaka!"
Naru was absolutely dumbfounded.