Disclaimer: Love Hina...not mine.

Author's note: I really need to make my chapters longer. Maybe if I don't update every freaking day, that might help.

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The next morning.

"Okay. I've had breakfast, the girls are out of the house, and I have my motivation. I can do this."

Ryusei slowly typed out what he assumed would be the beginning of his epic romance, but he seemed wary. "Let's see what I have so far."

"Spring, the season of love, a time for lovers to be together, to express their feelings for one another, to hold each other with a tenderness rivaled by no other. So why am I spending my time alone? I have nobody to love, to hold, to embrace. It doesn't matter, I just drag people down. No one wants to be with me..."

"No good. It feels a little too dark for my tastes."

Hesitantly, he began to type a new opening.

"There she is, the girl of my dreams. I knew she would be here. She's always here, everyday at 3:00. Is today the day I confess my feelings?"

"Ugh! Now this just makes the protagonist sound like a stalker. I'd be damned if anyone ever read this crap."

Ryusei rubbed his temples vigorously. "Come on brain! I know there's still at least a smidgen of creativity in there, please help me out here!" Ryusei just couldn't take his writer's block anymore, he had to do something about it, but what?

"If you won't help me then I'll just have to beat the inspiration out of you!" Ryusei yelled as he rammed his head into the wall. "Work damn it! Work!" The pummeling of his cerebellum continued until his head felt like a jackhammer had it's way with it.

"Well that was pointless." he whispered as he fell to his knees.

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Meanwhile, in the teahouse.

"How do you think it's going?" Kitsune asked. Haruka finished cleaning a teacup and set it in the cupboard. "I'm sure he's doing just fine. Now help me clean these, I'm expecting a busy day today." Kitsune shrugged and began cleaning a saucer.

"I've been thinking. Motoko seems to have warmed up to Ryusei faster than she did with Keitaro, why do you think that is?" Haruka started cleaning another teacup. "Haruka, are you listening?" Haruka looked up at Kitsune with a cocked eyebrow. "I told you not to worry about those two. Now get back to work."

Kitsune grabbed another saucer. "Do you think that he could replace Keitaro?" Haruka finished the teacup and grabbed another. "Haruka?" Kitsune seemed very worried. Haruka remained silent. "He could, you know. We might very well forget all about Keitaro. Do you think that could ever happen?"

Haruka slammed her free hand down on the counter in anger. "What's your problem? Is prying into other people's lives all you can do?"

Haruka quickly realized what she had done and began to clean again. "I'm sorry. I've just been really stressed lately." Kitsune patted Haruka on the back. "It's alright, now about my question?"

Haruka sighed. "I honestly don't think that anyone could ever replace Keitaro, he's much too sweet for us to just forget about." Kitsune giggled. "You know, if you weren't his aunt, I'd suspect that you had feelings for him."

"Thwack!"

"Now get back to work."

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Meanwhile, at Toudai.

"I really shouldn't be concerned with those two. If they want to be all lovey-dovey with each other that's fine with me. Besides, he isn't really that attractive anyway."

Naru had been lost in thought like this for half of the class.

"Ms. Narusegawa? Would you mind answering the question?" asked the short portly proffesor.

Naru laughed nervously. "What was the question?"

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Back to Ryusei.

"Work...damn you...work." Ryusei panted. He had been assaulting his brain for nearly an hour before he finally gave up on the idea. "Maybe I never could write, maybe the universe has been playing a big prank on me, waiting until I feel confident in my skills and then taking them away from me. Is this the true nature of my life? To be lifted up and then dropped to my knees?"

Ryusei removed his head from the dresser drawer he had been crushing his skull in and dusted himself off. "Alright, enough melodramatics. It's time to work." He applied a bandage to his forehead and began typing.

"My name is Raikoh Kamichi and I have spent my entire life without knowing love, not even from my parents, but that's about to change. I have decided to go on a quest, a quest to find the perfect woman. A woman who would have someone as quirky as me."

"Hey, this isn't half bad. I could use this."

Before he had realized it, Ryusei had assembled three chapters by late noon.

"I-I can't believe it. I'm actually doing great with this. This could very well be my next big hit." Ryusei noticed the clock on his computer read 6:30. "Alright, it's time to eat. I sure could use a good meal."

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As he approached the dining room Ryusei noticed the various sake bottles left over by Kitsune, not to mention countless mounds of banana peels. He couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ryusei! It's time to eat!" shouted Su. "I'm coming!" he replied as he threw back some of the leftover sake.

Shinobu had taken the honor of preparing grilled eel and suchi so appetizing that Ryusei's stomach nearly flew out of his stomach just to get ahold of it. "This looks delicious. You did all this, Shinobu?" Shinobu nodded and served him a plateful.

"So Naru, how are your studies going?" Ryusei asked as he took his seat. Naru payed no attention to him. Mutsumi served herself some more sushi. "She's just angry because she got in trouble for daydreaming in class." Naru shook her violently. "I told you not to say anything!"

"It's alright, I'll just change the subject. I managed to get three chapters completed today. Isn't that great?" Kitsune threw back another sake. "Congrashulashuns, I knew joo could do it." she said drunkenly. Motoko smiled behind her algebra book.

"That's awesome, can we see it?" Su asked with a look of general interest.

"I can print out a couple of copies, I guess. By the way, has anyone noticed how red the walls look?" The girls looked around in confusion. "What are you talking about?" asked Naru. "Oh nothing, I just think I might need an aspirin is all." Ryusei said as he drifted back into conciousness.

The remainder of the meal continued in it's usual manner.

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"He actually did it. Three whole chapters, that's good for anyone. I guess now I have to keep my promise now. I wonder where he'll take me this time."

Motoko had been studying on the roof of Hinata-sou, but sh was too distracted to study, She couldn't afford to let anyone see that though. If they saw her like this the accusations would come flying out of the walls. "It's no use trying to study now, I may as well turn in."

"You don't need to go to bed yet, do you?" asked Ryusei. Motoko was startled, but she quickly regained her composure. "Quit sneaking up on me like that. I swear you're like a ninja." Ryusei laughed and sat next to her. "Super Shinobi Ryusei. Has a nice ring to it." Motoko smiled and put her book away.

"So where will you be taking me on our date?"

Ryusei stroked his chin, which caused Motoko to giggle. "I don't think dinner and a movie would suffice this time. How about I take you dancing?" Motoko turned blue in the face. "Are you alright?" Motoko was silent. Ryusei pulled her in closer. "It's alright. I can't dance either, so I guess that's out of the question."

"How about we go up to Kyoto?"

Motoko patted him on the back. "Alright, it's a date?" Ryusei looked up into the sky and whistled a snappy tune. "Saturday would be a good day, how about Saturday." Motoko stood up and stretched her arms high into the air. "Saturday it is then."

As Motoko headed back to her room Ryusei felt as if, by some kind of uncanny luck, he had finally found a place where he truly belonged. Like it was fate that he came to Hinata-sou, but what about Keitaro?

Just what is our hero up to now?"

End Chapter 10