Mirrors

Andrew Joshua Talon

DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Love Hina. Bummer.

Intermission
"Hm... Well, this certainly seems to be popular, no?" Talon asked, smiling from behind his laptop at the Love Hina characters. Sarah Mac Dougal snorted.

"I don't get why... It's a cliché concept! Overused! Out of date! Completely and totally-"

"Aren't you supposed to be in that locker?" Asked Evil Keitaro coolly, smirking at Sarah. The little blonde squeaked in fear and dove into said container, locking it firmly behind her, as Evil Keitaro snickered.

"Indeed... A ratio of 15.5 reviews per chapter is a promising start," Brainy Keitaro interjected, sitting on the couch with Haruka. "However, some of your notes for future chapters are... Disturbing, to say the least?"

"How so?"

"You're having the smart Keitaro and Haruka have sex?!" Roared Naru in fury, as Brainy Keitaro flushed and Haruka blinked.

"Er... Well... They do seem to fit together rather well," Talon protested.

"They're aunt and nephew, for god's sake!" Bellowed Naru, her face turning red in fury.

"Well, I'd like to ask for their input on it. What do you think, Haruka and-Huh?" Events had been set in motion by the previous dialogue. Brainy Keitaro and Haruka were now making out enthusiastically on the couch, as Naru and nearly everyone else's eyes bulged out.

"... Well, I see they're not opposed to the idea," Talon noted, smiling slightly. Naru scowled, and rose up her fist to strike Talon, if not for the intervention of Kind Keitaro.

"Naru, really... You shouldn't hit him for what he says..."

"He's the author! By definition, he's the responsible one!"

"Are they complaining? No," Confident Keitaro noted with a grin, looking up from kissing Motoko senseless on the love seat.

"Shut up and kiss me, baka," muttered Motoko, grabbing Confident Keitaro's head and forcing it back down atop her own. Talon shrugged, and continued typing notes.

"W-W-When are we g-g-going to g-get our d-duet, M-Mister Talon?" Stuttered Timid Keitaro, holding hands with a smiling Mutsumi.

"Ara, yes... I would very much like to continue where we left off."

"I'm getting to it... Writer's block doesn't go away with a snap of your fingers, after all," grumbled Talon, furiously hitting the backspace button. "Stupid Windows..."

"C'mon Kei-kun, let's look for new CDs," Mutsumi suggested, taking Timid Keitaro by the arm and leading him out the door.

"Another thing... When are we going to get real names? I mean, Evil Keitaro, Kind Keitaro... It's boring," complained Evil Keitaro. "Use your bloated head and give us some real names! Like Bane... Or Tenrhou... Or something worthy of my own exalted status!"

"Of tormentor of little girls?" Quipped Kitsune, grinning with Fun Keitaro, over by the karaoke machine. Evil Keitaro scowled.

"That is but one part of my ultimate plan of retribution, to all who have caused me suffering!" This Keitaro growled, shaking his fist at the world that had wrong him so. "And don't write me so melodramatic, you slop artist!"

"Sheesh, sorry," Talon muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Myu myu!" Chirped Tama-chan, from atop Talon's head. Talon sighed.

"I'll put you in too, be patient! You think I come up with this stuff off the top of my head?"

"Yes," answered everyone in the room. Talon sulked.

"Well... Maybe..."

Yeah, I'm afflicted with writer's block. Any suggestions for duets, songs, deeds, pranks-You name it! I will accept, and I will award the one who suggested the idea with a cameo appearance in "Mirrors!" Mind you, it wont' be big, but whatever you want to happen to you feel free to name it... R&R!