Disclaimer: I have never, do not, nor probably will ever own Love Hina. (sob) So please don't sue me. I'm poor, I could never afford an attorney, and I'll probably end up in the streets if you do.
And Life Goes On
By Yamiga'sLight
Chapter 1: Welcome Back to Hinata House
Love.
It's such a strange emotion. It can be described by literal definition, quotes of people, by personal experience, and so many other ways. Frankly, I don't see why people have to define love. They should just let it happen when it happens. Because if you asked one-hundred people what their definition of love is, you're going to get one-hundred different definitions. Sigh... Human beings really confuse me. They analyze things way too much and look so much between the lines, they never really see the big picture. Anyway...
Love, for me, is a mysterious entity that no one will really understand for as long as time goes on. It just happens, and when it does happen, I envy those people that it happens too. It's such a wonderful thing. Love makes all of the little (and sometimes big) problems just go away. Love is just simply... wonderful. That's all I can say. The other things that I like are the little sub-parts of love.
One thing I really enjoy are the quotes for love. First there are the hippies from the early 1970s that said, "Make love, not war." Ironic that the ones saying that they would party forever are mostly working in the middle income brackets. Then there's the famous quote, "Love is all you need," by the Beatles. Man, those English swept through Japan, stealing its women's hearts like a viral disease.
But my favorite quote of all is the quote, "Love is blind." I don't know who said, but I love it. Love isn't blind, it's just extremely nearsighted. You can still see, but it could be right in front of you and you might not ever be able to focus your attention long enough to spot it. Trust me, it happened to me and the person that I love. Well, it took her a little longer to see it while I saw it rather quickly.
Oh, I'm sorry. I never introduced myself, did I? Hi, my name is Keitaro Urashima. I'm twenty-one years old and I live in Japan. I'm a third year ronin studying to get into Tokyo University. In case you didn't know, a ronin is a person who failed to the entrance exams. That means that I've failed three times already. I can be really sad sometimes, but no matter, I'll get in this time. I hope...
You're probably wondering why I till want to get into a college that I've failed three times to get in to. The reason's because I made a promise with a little girl sixteen years ago to get into Tokyo U together and live happily ever after. Romantic, huh? The strange thing is that I fell in love with someone else, but the person I love and my promise girl are one and the same. It's funny how fate works, isn't it?
Oh, and did I mention that I'm the landlord of a girl's dormitory? Now you must be thinking it's impossible for a man to be the landlord of a girl's dormitory, and to tell you the truth, it was at first. The tenants did warm up to me after a while though. But that wasn't until after I was branded as a pervert and put on the receiving end of numerous bashings. It was rather painful, to say the least.
But that's just the way the Hinata honeys were, though I'll get to them later. Now Hinata House, that place is chaos defined. Swords people, explosions, and groping, and half the time the groping wasn't even on my part. I'm not the only one there with a sex drive, you know. Well, maybe it was a little more on my part, but I swear that it's purely accidental. Don't believe me? Ask anyone. I seem to have a curse that gives me horrible klutziness and a hellish bad luck. Fortunately, I make up for it by being immortal. Oh yeah, I'm immortal. Seems God decided to compensate me for my curse by giving me immortality. And trust me, when you go into L.E.O. (Low Earth Orbit), it's very helpful when gravity decides to pay attention to you and pull you back down to the ground at a terminal velocity. And I do mean terminal. Anyone else in my position would be a squish mark on the ground.
Not only that, I'm also a martial artist. I was trained by my grandma (crazy old bat, but I love her anyway), and I am actually very good, even after her unorthodox training methods. Think ropes, boulders, and you'll get my point. Oh, and there once was this time where she took a shark, some dental floss, and some... I think I'll stop now. It'd get too disturbing otherwise.
Now I'll introduce you to my life at Hinata House and the women that take up every part of it. I hope you can find the charm behind its crazy and scary exterior just like I did.
*****
"Kyaaahhh!! Pervert!"
Those were the last words I heard before I felt a fist connect with my head and was flung into the air. I was able to catch a tree branch before I exited the area and saw a flash of auburn as the girl who had just punched me stomped off the scene.
That's Naru Narusegawa, my girlfriend, my promise girl, and the girl I love. She's nineteen and a first-year ronin who also tried to get into Tokyo U, but for reasons I don't feel like discussing at the moment. She's very beautiful and intelligent too. Oh, who am I kidding? She's a goddess. Naru's also the reason my grades have improved so greatly because she's been tutoring me for the past year and a half. And she's really not this violent all the time. Well, actually she is, but she's getting better, I swear!
"Naru," I cried out. "I'm sorry! It was an accident!" I got no response so I sighed and jumped down from the branch to the ground. Unfortunately, my neck cuff snagged on the way down and I was caught suspended in mid-air with a branch poking me in the back. I reached my hands behind me to release my shirt from the branch, but to no effect. I was stuck. Crap. This really sucked. I hung there for a couple minutes until I heard a voice from beneath me.
"Hey, Keitaro. Get into another fight with Naru?"
I looked to find a woman with her hands jammed in her pockets and an amused look on her face. "Hey, Kitsune." I said back.
That's Mitsune Konno, aka 'Kitsune.' She's known as the fox not only by her physical features, including the fact that her eyes seem to be stuck in a perpetual state of being closed (she only opens them when something interests her, but sometimes I really wonder why she does that; it's probably because she's always drunk) but also because she's clever like one too. She's always has an off-color remark, or a plan or two to do something devious. I can't count the number of times she's tricked me into groping her for one month's free rent. She's also twenty-one and is your class A slacker.
"So?" She raised an eyebrow. "Did you?"
"It's now what you think! I fell off the roof sparring with Motoko when I slipped on one of Su's discarded banana peels. It was an accident that I fell into the hot spring when Naru was taking a bath."
"It's always just an accident with you, isn't it, Keitaro?" Kitsune sighed.
"Kitsune!" I was growing frustrated hanging in a tree while a person who could have been helping me was instead telling me what a lech and liar I was. Sometimes, these women really got on my nerves.
"You know, Keitaro..." Kitsune said. She looked at me slyly. "You've become quite the ladies' man lately."
I guess I could agree. Not only was Naru my girlfriend, but the rest of the girls were getting quite friendly towards me also. "Too bad you're already taken," she sighed sadly.
"Yeah," I nodded in agreement. She stared at me. "Too bad I have a goddess of both beauty and brains who loves me. How cruel life is to give such a horrible fate. Alas, I am in such torture." I smirked at her, but it didn't hold as much power as I would have liked considering I was unceremoniously suspended above the ground. "Now, are you going to get me down?"
Kitsune's face shifted into a fox grin. "Payment is 1000 yen."
"I should have known," I muttered. Kitsune never gave up an opportunity to gain some easy cash. Whether it was borrowing or blackmailing, she would find a way. Luckily, I was spared when I saw another person who could help me. "Motoko!" I shouted out.
"Urashima!" The raven-headed girl cried back. "I wondered what happened to you after I heard Naru's yells." She eyed me suspiciously.
Motoko Aoyama has always been the first one to accuse me of my 'perverted tendencies.' We have what you would call a 'love-hate relationship.' She loves to hate me. Well, maybe not... She hasn't really been following through with my punishments as of late. Maybe Naru said something or... Never mind. Anyway, she's supposedly the heir to the God's Cry School of Swordsmanship. She's very good when it comes to kendo, and I was very afraid of her when I first... no, scratch that. I was scared shitless. Okay back to the story. When I first came to Hinata House despite the fact I myself am also a martial artist and immortal to boot. I know I'm immortal, but let's see you think coherently when someone has a very sharp katana to your throat saying she would easily slice it through your jugular without any regret whatsoever. Oh, by the way, she's seventeen and a junior in high school.
"No, this isn't Naru's fault. It was my bad luck, like always." I sighed. I really did hate asking for help. "Think you could get me down?"
"Very well." She drew her katana and raised it above her head. "Rock-splitting sword!" God, that has got to be her favorite attack. She uses it the most often, mostly on me. I've seen it so many times, I could probably do it perfectly if I tried.
Her sword sliced neatly through the branch and I landed gently on my feet. As I got up, I smiled at her. "Thank you, Motoko. You saved me from having to pay off Kitsune."
Motoko smiled back at me. "I would not wish that on anyone, Urashima."
"Excuse me!" We both turned to Kitsune who was tapping her foot and had puffed up cheeks. It made her look like a chipmunk jacked on caffeine. "I am right here you know!"
"We know," I smirked at her. "That's the entire point." She stuck her tongue out at me in response. I chuckled. "Anyway, you see where Naru went?"
"Why?" She said. "I thought you said it was an accident. Why should you be apologizing?" This was not good. You never saw an upset Kitsune. She was either drunk or mischievous, or more commonly, both. I must have really done something wrong to affect her like this.
"It was," I replied. "But that doesn't mean I shouldn't apologize. I did still see her half-naked." Motoko stiffened at this and I saw her hand stray to her katana, but she restrained, and for that I was thankful.
"Oh, fine," Kitsune huffed. "She went over to the steps that lead to Hinata House."
I nodded my thanks and made my way to the entrance of the hot springs. As I did, I made a mental note to clean it up. The stones were beginning to collect slime from the soap and water coating them. When I did make it to the changing room, I turned around to look at the two women.
"Kitsune, I'm sorry if I made you angry for any reason. I did mean to, so will you please forgive me?" I bowed. She looked surprised at first, but then one of her patented grins crossed her face and she flapped her hand at me. I bowed once more, said my thanks, and walked into the dormitory I was just glad that that conflict had blown over so easily. I wondered what I had done, but decided not to dwell on it. I'd rather not break down the schematics of Kitsune's mind.
When entered the lobby, I found four of the other Hinata House members in an interesting scene. An Indian girl was trying to tackle a young, blue-haired girl who was holding a tray of food above her head. She was doing a very good job avoiding the onslaught of the tanned girl by repeatedly twirling away. The two others were watching the antics of their fellow tenants. One of them was a very young, blonde child who was watching them with a look halfway between amusement and annoyance. The other was a woman in her late-twenties, smoking a cigarette.
"C'mon, Shinobu..." The Indian girl cried. "Give me food, I'm hungry..."
"No, Su!"
Shinobu Maehara is a fourteen-year old with a heart of gold. She's very sweet whose emotions often get the best of her since she's almost always seems to be on the verge of tears. She was one of the first tenants to accept me into Hinata House, although it didn't start well because she lost faith in me after the girls exposed my lie about attending Tokyo U. (I'll tell you about it some other time.) But I made up for it for when I promised I would make my lie a reality by getting accepted. We've been pretty friendly ever since. She calls me her sempai, which means respect for an elder.
Anyway, she's the one who does more of the chores than anyone else, except me of course. She cleans and does the laundry and cooks, and, oh, God can she cook. She could make a five-course meal out of nuclear waste if she wanted. Which I think might have happened once when Su cooked for us. I'll get to her later. But lately, Shinobu's been acting funny around me. I really don't know why considering I'm kinda dense when it comes to interpreting emotions.
"You can't have lunch yet. Besides, didn't you just have fifty bananas?" Shinobu finished.
"But, Shinobu..."
"Hey guys!" I called out, walking onto the scene. They all turned their attention towards me as the fight for the food was temporarily put on hold.
"Hello, sempai." Shinobu bowed.
"Keitaro..." Su whined. "Shinobu won't feed me."
Kaolla Su is the living embodiment of 'a bottomless pit.' That girl could eat for twenty people, go back for more, and not gain a single pound. She's got to have a hyped-up metabolism for her to eat that much food and not have any drastic changes within her body structure. Oh, and speaking of hyped-up, Su is hyperactivity defined. She's already fifteen, but she acts like a ten-year old by the way she flies around the room, usually into me. She also has a gift for mechanics and is constantly building new inventions that cause mass destruction using little, old me as the unfortunate guinea pig. She's a foreigner, but we have no idea what country she's from because she still hasn't told us yet.
"Is that true, Shinobu?" I said to her in a mock-disgruntled tone. "You won't give poor starving Su any food? Look at her, she's wasting away."
Su did her best to show that she was melting into nothingness, but that girl gives off so much healthy energy, she couldn't even if her life depended on it. Shinobu looked at her, the giggled and blushed, murmuring something which I think sounded like, 'sempai.' See what I mean by acting weird?
Anyway, might as well have a little fun. I put on one of my best smiles and looked at Shinobu. "Shinobu..." I said sweetly. "Think I could have a little snack, please?" The immediate reaction was Shinobu blushed, bowed her head, and held the tray out. I took two pieces off of it and Su stared at me jealously. I just grinned in return and popped a piece into my mouth. As usual, it was a masterpiece of taste and texture.
I let out a contended sigh. "As usual, your cooking is exquisite, Shinobu."
Shinobu let another blush and said thank you. I grinned again and looked at Su. She stared at the leftover piece of food in my hand like a starving puppy. I knew I couldn't deny her for long, so I tossed the remaining piece towards her where she pounced on and devoured it in a matter of seconds. She looked at me and I saw a glint in her eye.
That could only mean one thing and I tried to back away. But it was too late. Su attacked me in one of her special full-out glomps. Now Su's glomps are one of those unbeatable moves that can only be defeated with the help of other people. It probably has to do with the fact that she almost melds with her victim.
"Thank you, Keitaro! I love you so much!" Her arms tightened their hold around my neck and my vision started to become blurry from the lack of air to my lungs.
"That's nice, Su. But could you let go?"
She violently shook her head. "Nuh-uh, I'm never leaving your side. You bring me food." She tightened her grip even more if that was possible, and I could definitely feel being devoid of air as my legs began to wobble.
"Su... dear." I managed to gasp out. "I'm going to collapse soon... So please... let... go!" But as I said before, Su's glomps can't be defeated without help. I turned to the blonde girl while Su continued to nuzzle my cheek. "Sarah?"
"Yeah, dork?"
Sarah MacDougall. Nine years old and she's got on of the most mature minds that I know of. She's also one of the most mischievous people I've ever known and is a perfect balance of Kitsune and Su. Deviousness and pure energy. The way we met wasn't under best conditions... well, actually it was, but she just didn't like me. God, was she such a satanic brat when I met her. Well, actually, she's still a satanic brat, but she's my responsibility now. Oh, about the mature mind. She's still just a child, so she doesn't know certain things, but she has a very grown-up philosophy on life in general.
"Could you please go and get my crowbar?"
Now you're probably wondering why I carry a crowbar around with me. It's actually not all that strange when you live in a place like Hinata House. You could use it to open up one of the many packages that come, use it during repairs, or use it to pry something or someone from off of your skin.
After a couple minutes straining, and with the help of a rather large crowbar, Shinobu and Sarah were able to separate Su from me and drag her off to do something else. The woman smoking the cigarette walked over to me, smiled, and said, "Having an interesting day, Keitaro?"
The woman's name is Haruka Urashima. She's my aunt, but she doesn't like to be called that because she's only twenty-eight. She's always bashing me whenever I call her 'Aunt Haruka' because she's only seven years than me and it makes her sounds like an old lady. She used to be the housemother before I arrived and she also seems to have a cigarette permanently hanging within the vicinity of her mouth. She's also stoic most of the time, which infuriates me to no end on how anyone can keep calm and reserved in place like the dormitory. But she does always give me good advice whenever I need it.
"Yeah, you could say that." She smiled again. She seemed to be doing that a lot more lately. It's good, because frowning too much can give you premature wrinkles. I guess it could be because of Seta.
Oh yeah... Seta. Full name: Noriyasu Seta. He's my boss, I'm his part-timer, it works out. I work with him every now and then at Tokyo U, piecing together broken artifacts, but I'm mostly just a babysitter for Sarah. He's like her father figure, but I'm not really sure if they're actually related or not. The same could be said for his relationship with Haruka. It's very enigmatic... to say the least. They've must have gone out seeing how they act towards each other. I wonder what happened between them?
Anyway, another thing about Seta is that Naru used to have a huge crush on him. He was the reason she wanted to go to Tokyo U because he worked there and was her tutor through high school. Needless to say, when I found this out I got rather depressed. Luckily, things worked out since she loves me now and we're happy. Though we'll probably be a little happier once I find and apologize to her.
"Anyway, I've got to go find Naru."
"Pissed her off again, did you?"
"Yeah, but I'm getting better."
"Hmph." She took a drag of her cigarette.
I frowned at it. "Those things are unhealthy you know."
"Yeah," she sighed. "I know." She waved her hand around her head. "And your point is...?"
I decided to leave it at that. It was obvious that the conversation wasn't going anywhere. I waved good-bye and headed to the front of Hinata House. I slid the door open and walked out. It was quite chilly out, and I hoped that Naru wasn't too cold.
As I headed out, I heard two different voices calling out towards me. "Oh my, hello Urashima." "Myuh." I turned to see a beautiful brown-haired woman with a turtle perched on her shoulder waving at me and smiling absentmindedly.
"Hello, Mutsumi, hello, Tama-chan.'
Mutsumi Otohime is a little older than me, about twenty-two and also a third-year ronin. She was dear childhood friend of mine that I hadn't seen or even remembered for sixteen years. She was the one who told me about the Tokyo U promise, and for a little while I thought she was my promise girl. But you know that that isn't true, so now she's just one of my best friends and she, Naru, and me study together for the exams. She also has anemia and is constantly fainting pretty much everywhere.
Tama-chan is a very special type of hot springs turtle that can fly. Yes, she can fly and quite quickly too. She can also write and talk somewhat. I don't find this too strange because I live I a place like Hinata House as I have told you before. She's also almost always running for her life from either Su, who's always trying to eat her, or Motoko, whose strange fear of turtles drives her to destroy the 'evil beast' that plaques her. It's ironic because Motoko seems to be Tama-chan's favorite person at Hinata House.
"What are you doing out here?" Mutsumi asked, tilting her head innocently.
"Looking for Naru."
"Oh my. Did you...?"
"Yes." Was everybody going to ask me if I pissed her off?
"Oh well... I'm sure she'll be very happy when you apologize."
"Yeah, thank you, Mutsumi."
"You're welcome. Bye, Urashima."
"Bye, Mutsumi."
"Myuh!"
"Good-bye to you too, Tama-cha." As they wandered off, I made sure to watch Mutsumi in case she might faint unexpectedly. She didn't, and slowly made it into the house. I sighed and turned to go look for Naru again.
I found her sitting at the top of the stone staircase. The wind was blowing her auburn hair around, and I thought that she looked simply stunning. I saw her shiver slightly and rub her arms up and down for warmth. Deciding to surprise her, and get her warm at the same time, I snuck up behind her and sat down. She still hadn't noticed me so I snaked my arms around her, then quickly pulled her into my chest.
She jumped briefly, then relaxed when she realized who had done it. Then she remembered what had happened earlier and I could feel her bristle in my arms.
"Hey, I said was sorry, didn't I?" I said. I received no response so I began to nuzzle into the crook of her neck. I felt her relax slightly, but I still got nothing as to show that she had forgiven me.
To try to get something more... friendly, I began to place light butterfly kisses on her neck. "Forgive me?"
She started to giggle, but shook her head. But I could tell that I was starting to get to her. I made my tender ministrations on her neck a little more firm and slower. I moved up to her ear and whispered huskily, "How about now?" She shivered and shook her head again, but this time with a little more hesitation.
Finally, I couldn't take it any more. I slowly made my way to under her chin. Naru must have felt warm enough towards me to do such actions because she shifted around so that I could have access to her throat. I smiled at her permission and I placed an open-mouthed kiss on it. I could hear and feel her moan as I continued to suck until I took my lips off her throat and replaced it with her lips for a soft kiss.
"Okay," she whispered. "You're forgiven."
"Good," I said as I leaned back to kiss her again. This one was little longer and more passionate, but it still was not that much. After we stopped, I gave her nose a soft peck and pulled her into my lap. She giggled and melted into me as she leaned on my shoulder while I held her. I loved her so much, and I was happy to say that she loved me too.
We had been going out for about a month now, ever since Christmas. Boy, was that a busy time. It started out with us thinking that Mutsumi was my promise girl and me having to make a decision between her and Naru. The conflict ended with a surprising change of attitude for me when I wandered off, leaving them by themselves.
When returned, everyone was passed out from the party. I went to bed, and the next day I walked the road between heaven and hell. To start with, I got a terrible cold and then was blown up by one of Su's Mecha-tama robots. While I was unconscious, I remembered partly of what had happened during my childhood, more specifically, who my promise girl was. When I woke up, I found out that the girls had been listening to me. I snapped like a rubber-band and had actually cursed them all out.
After that, Haruka gave them some insight into my feelings for all of them and my past. They discovered that I was a martial artist, and to put it quite frankly, they were totally surprised. They never suspected their poor, weak, stupid manager wasn't as poor and weak as they thought he was. Heh, I guess I can still surprise them, huh?
Anyway, to make a long story short, Naru and I finally confessed our love for each other, and that's how we got to where we are today. Now back to the present. As I said before, I had been going out with Naru for about a month, and it had been touch-and-go for a while. Well, it was always touch and go with Naru, but we now have our tender moments as you saw from before. Heh, and I sure am happy when we have those... Anyway, all was right with the world as we watched the snow start to gently fall from the sky to cover the ground below. As I watched the snow fall, I thought about how I never thought a day like this would come... Yep, this was going to be an interesting year. For me, for Naru, for everyone... Of course, it was always like that when you lived in a place like Hinata House. To live there was to have a life experience that you would never forget for as long as you lived. And now, I'm just repeating myself. Oh, well... Hope to see you again.
A/N: Whew! Well, I finally got the first chapter of my sequel typed up. I'd like to thank my pre-readers for helping me with the... well... pre-reading. Anyway, I've only got about five chapters written for a rough draft, and there should be around twenty in all, so there will be a lot of time between chapter updates. Please don't hate me! Anyway, on to the characters and I'll talk to you some more at the end of that.
Me: Hey, people! (waves) I'm back with the character interviews, but since this all from Keitaro's pov, and I decided to talk to him only. Keitaro?
Keitaro: Hey, Yamiga. Thanks for finally getting me and Naru together.
Me: Ehh, twern't nothin'. I always thought you guys were the perfect couple. Sorta like Ranma and Akane, Ryoko and Tenchi, Belldandy and Keiichi...
Keitaro: (scratches back of head) Who?
Me: (sweatdrops) Ehh, never mind. (turns around to face audience) And if any of you, any of you readers don't like that... (glares) You can bite my intangible, digital ass. And if you do actually do that, I am very scared of you.
Keitaro: (sweatdrops) Geez, Yamiga. You've changed.
Me: Sorry. When it comes to pairings, I get a little emotional. Frankly, I think you'd do well with any of the girls, but I still think Naru and you are the best pair. And SolarFire2, she may be all those things (even I have to admit that), but they love each other so back off! I said no flames! If you don't like it, don't read it!
Keitaro: And who's that?
Me: Just a reviewer who didn't like the ending.
Keitaro: Oh. Anyway, how'd you get us all alone here.
Me: (sweatdrops) You just made that sound really, really wrong... But anyway, I'm the author, I can do whatever I want in this world. But basically I just put a titanium wall between us and them.
Keitaro: You do realize they'll probably just tear through it. What with Motoko's chi attacks and Su's mecha-tamas.
Me: (glances nervously) I never thought of that...
Just then, a giant explosion rocks the room that we are in. Keitaro and me are thrown away like ragdolls as a hole appears in one of the walls. Su's head pops up in it and looks in on the destruction.
Su: Hurray! We got through!
Motoko: Hmph. About time.
The rest of the Hinata crew files through the hole and into the room. Meanwhile, Keitaro and me pick ourselves up and I glare at the girls menacingly.
Me: I can't believe you guys did that! Have you no respect for others privacy!?
Su: Oh, come on, Yamiga... We just wanted to be in the interview.
Me: But the entire point of a private interview is that it's just that: private!
Su: Yamiga...
Me: No way! That's it! Punishment time for you girls... (whips out katana) Say hello to the Ryuujin Hikari. It's a katana I used for one of the first actual stories I wrote. Anyway... (grins maliciously) Henjou ryuujin hikari teritsukera isshiki! (Translation: Let loose the dragon king's light to shine down upon all)
A giant burst of light erupts from the katana and envelops everyone but me and Keitaro. When the light dissipates, everyone is unconscious save the two of us. Keitaro stares at me with an amazed look on his face.
Keitaro: (in awe) Wow...
Me: (grins) Like that? I'm still deciding whether or not to transplant this baby from my original story to this one much later in the storyline. It should be perfect for when Motoko gets the Hina Blade.
Keitaro: The what?
Me: Oops, too far in the storyline. (laughs nervously) Anyway, that's all the time I have for today, so goodbye everybody! Keitaro?
Keitaro: Oh, right! (bows) Please Review!
A/N: Okay, so the first chapter's done. Hooray! Anyway, I decided to add three new characters to the storyline. The first two pop up in chapter three and they are part of Keitaro himself. The third one doesn't appear until volume 11, and no it isn't going to be a self-insert, so don't worry. I just need an extra person to spice up Keitaro's time in America. Anyway, about the special katana. I was thinking about Keitaro finding it during his travels in America in one of those cave-digging explorations. It should make a cool and funny experience when he fights Motoko. You know, good sword vs. bad. Anyway, give me your opinion and I'll decide whether or not to. Anyway, please review, and remember, no flames!
Preview!!!! Thought I'd add something new to my stories and give you a preview of the next chapter. Enjoy!
Next Chapter: Sweeter than Chocolate
Somebody then suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to Sarah who had a disgusted look on her face. She pointed and said, "I think Su found another reason to eat Tama-chan." I followed her finger and saw Su trying to shove Tama-chan, chocolate block and all, into her mouth. I sweatdropped again before springing into action...