I know I didn't do this in any of the other chapters, but I figured I should give credit where credit is due. I need to thank two people.

Thank you, Sithex, for your helpful suggestions and hilarious way of putting some of the characters in awkward situations.

I would also like to thank Havenoname, he has, to date, been the only one to review and is the one who really gives me the will to go on. He to has been giving me some help.

Now, on with the show!

Sunlight streamed through the clearing in the trees made by Keitaro's fall from the sky. As one victim of the cruel circumstance climbed out of the crater, all of his past mishaps began to catch up with him. He felt himself growing weak, and instead of trying to fight off the growing fatigue, he instead accepted it and embraced the growing darkness.

"I guess I'll just rest here," he thought, finding a soft spot on the grass. "Maybe a good rest will..help ..me …better…"

He was asleep the second his back toughed the grass. While he slept, all the scrapes, bruises, and other such injuries began to fade away. A short while later, the second victim awoke.

Yawning, Keitaro slowly got up and looked around. The scene was a familiar one, as he had had this kind of problem before. Reaching up, he knew the first thing to do was to check for injuries that might have lingered while he was waking up from unconsciousness. Surprisingly, there were none.

Usually after a fall from such a height would kill a normal person out right, but Keitaro was special. Apparently, he was immortal to all physical attacks. No amount of pummeling could keep him down, but even with this ability, falls such as these at least left a lingering pain on the fallen upon body parts, but today…nothing!

"Cool," thought Keitaro. "Maybe my immortality leveled up!"

Suddenly his head jerked upward from his prone position as he quickly struggled to get up. "Wait," he panicked, attempting to scramble ort of the crater. "What happened to that kid?"

Keitaro frantically looked over the lip of the crater. His chocolate brown eyes scanned the surrounding area, searching for any sign of what had happened to that kid. Finally, his eyes fell upon the prone figure of a fallen fifteen year old.

Keitaro quickly climbed the rest of the way out of the crater and jogged out to the teen. His untrained eyes scanned the motionless body, alert to any signs of life. He tensed as he heard somebody gasp, but quickly relaxed as he realized it came from the boy.

"He's alive," Keitaro though incredulously. "I can't believe he survived that! And without a scratch!"

Wondering why the boy continued to lie there, he spoke to himself.

"Well, at least you're alive…I'm thankful. You know, I've needed to get something off my chest for a while. Would you be willing to listen?" Keitaro asked tenaciously. "Of course you would," he added, almost laughing. "I know you're unconscious, but I guess I need a favor. Oh, that's rich, isn't it? My falling on you, knocking you out, then asking for a favor?" he laughed at the thought. Although Keitaro was talking to somebody, he really considered that he was just talking to himself, considering the somebody he was talking to was currently unconscious.

"Yeah," continued Keitaro, his laughter-dieing out to be replaced with a depressed tone of voice. "I know it sounds pathetic, but I really wouldn't be asking this if I didn't absolutely need it. I've been avoiding it as long as possible and…" Here Keitaro stopped, his voice wavered. Doubts of his own sanity began to overwhelm him. Here he was, opening his soul up in ways he never imagined to an unknown teenager. He was bearing his parts of soul that he had always tried to keep hidden from others to an unconscious youth who didn't even know his name. "Oh well," he thought, "might as well continue…"

"Ok, here's the deal. I'm a third year ronnin, and I have my own reasons for wanting to go to Toudai. Anyway, my parents kicked my out because they were tired of my attempts to get in to such a prodigious school. I…I've never really had any friends, so my only option was to take up on an offer to go see my grandmother about her inn, Hinata. Sadly, my grandmother has an odd sense of humor and left before I arrived. She also left out a key part from her letter about the inn. See, its been almost fifteen years since I last visited the inn and…"

Here Keitaro faltered, but this time out of anger, not embarrassment. His eyes took on a colder quality, if only for a second. The change to his manner and the look in his eyes only came in a flash. The forbidden emotion was once again sealed away from Keitaro's conscious. His voice began again as it once had, only this time with a sharp edge.

"Apparently the inn went out of business and my grandmother had to change it into a dorm. A girl's dorm. I was completely unaware of this, but they didn't care. I was and still am just a pervert to them. Anyway, after arriving, I was informed that I was expected to stay and become the manager of the dorm. The girls protested for a while, until it was explained that I was to take on the chores of the inn as well. They worked me, but eventually got over it and just decided to accept it. I still do all the work, but they treat me a little better, at least some of them do anyways."

"I've recently gotten to know the girls a little better, so I know why some of them act the way they do, for example, Kaolla Su, one of the younger girls, beats on me and tests occasionally deadly weapons out on me, but I learned that she comes from a different country and this behavior is normal for children there. In fact, she let on that she thought of me as an older brother, and actually likes me. She's really bright, so she scares me when she comes up with something, but she apparently does her best to tone it down."

"Any way, I still get beaten on by two girls named Motoko and Naru. They say its simply because I'm perverted that they do this, and frankly, I'm starting to believe them. Ok, what this all comes down to is this, I need help. I would greatly appreciate it if there was another male presence in the house to get along with. Your younger, so I think you would be accepted easier, and you survived that crash when I landed on you, (sorry by the way) so I think you might be the perfect candidate. So, although I feel a little silly having told this all to a man who can't even hear me, any questions?

"Just one," replied the youth, sitting up and giving the shocked Keitaro a smile, "when can I start?"

Having slowly entered the world of the living shortly after the beginning of Keitaro's story, the boy simply lied back and listened. This would work out for the better of everyone. Keitaro gets some help, and I get lodging in the Hinata house just like he wanted.

Sitting up and informing Keitaro that he accepted was also fun. Keitaro's face was priceless.

Happiness gripped him as the recovering Keitaro and his new helper made the final arrangements. There was only one thing left to do before they left to go to the inn, however.

"You know, I can't keep calling you 'you' anymore. I think I'm going to need your name."

The boy seemed troubled at this request and slowly rolled it around in his head before answering. "You, and anybody else who wishes to address me can call me…Shigawan."

"Ok, Shigawan it is. We need to hurry up and get back to the inn, while the girls probably won't be worrying, at least one of them is probably angry that I haven't returned yet. I still haven't finished the hot springs."

"Keitaro," Shigawan asked, "if the girls treat you so badly, couldn't you just leave somehow? I mean, there has to be a way for you to get out of this."

"Well, I've thought about it and have really decided that if the time came that I needed to move, I have a few places lined up to go to, but I really think they need me here now. You should have seen the place before I arrived."

"Fair enough," replied Shigawan. "Agreed, we should be going now."

And so the pair of new friends quickly made their way through the city of Hinata Sou to get back to the inn and its much feared wrath.

A single pair of eyes watched the new arrivals as they walked up the path to the old inn. The young girl they belonged to silently eeped as she realized that one of the new arrivals was the boy who had been visiting the house late at night. She knew she wasn't mistaken either.

The boy looked a little different in the light true, but the familiar jacket and his strange hazel eyes gave him away. His eyes, they were unique! So welcoming and at the same time so emotionless. The young girl sat thinking about the boys eyes until…

"What the-!" Naru's voice wafted up to the attic where the girl sat. Apparently she wasn't happy with another boy being around.

"Shit, be careful." Keitaro called out a little feebly. He sounded scared.

"Why you little punk, I otta-" Naru's voice was cut off as the young girl witnessed Naru fly a few feet out into the front yard and lie in a state of unconsciousness.

It looked like the new kid wasn't going to take any crap from her. The girl mused for a second and found that she didn't mind.

"New kid," Kaolla announced, "you and me are going to get along just fine."

The third chapter is done. It was pretty much a recap and an introduction to some of the characters. I figured this would have to be done sooner or later.

Oh, btw: I never added a Disclaimer so…

I, Tyr'll, hereby disclaim all rights (not that I have any) to the Story of LOVE HINA. I do, however, want full rights to the character Shigawan. HE'S Mine.