Keitaro Levels Up!

Chapter 13: Feelings of Jealousy?


Keitaro woke up bleary-eyed at the new day's sun. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and tried to sit... only to be pulled back down by an arm.

'What the hell?' he thought, pulling back the sheet some.

"...OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"

He jumped up off the futon, taking a sheet with him to cover his... you know. His face burned as he waved his free arm around screaming, "I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'MSORRY!"

Mutsumi sat up, rubbing her eyes. She smiled over at him, "Coming back to bed, Kei-kun? Fu fu fu fu..."

...Keitaro did the only thing he could think of and bolted. Screaming. But of course we can come to expect that.

He sped down the hallway and charged down the stairs, only to be hooked by the ankle by a rope. "Hootah!" he yelled in surprise, struggling while being dragged back up the stairs.

Laid flat on his back, dazed, he tried to look around at who had attacked him. The room was dark, the only light coming from the few candles on the shelves. Keitaro sat up again and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Kanako staring at him, almost as though hungrily.

"Um... Kanako-chan? Why'd you drag me in here?" he tenatively asked.

She stared daggers at him even though she forced on a smile, "What were you doing with Otohime-san?"

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, "Hehe. Pretty hot in here, isn't it? Erm... I wish I knew, Kanako-chan. I just woke up there, I sweat-I mean, swear!"

Her forced smile grew even larger as Keitaro could see the anger in her eyes moving away from him. "Well, you just head downstairs and get dressed, okay? Okay." She kicked him out into the hallway again and he dashed for his room as soon as his feet touched the floor.

He made it safely to his room and pulled on some clothes. Taking a deep breathe to steady himself, he went to breakfast.

He noticed Shinobu turning red and looking away every time she saw him... He touched her shoulder and asked, "Is something wrong, Shinobu-chan?"

She jumped and screamed, "Kyaaaa! Oh, senpai! I'm sorry... I didn't notice you there..."

He looked at her with concerned eyes, "Shinobu-chan? Are you upset about something?"

She broke down into tears, "Senpai... They want me to leave..." Her sobs brought a lump in Keitaro's throat as her tears moistened his shirt.

He put his arms around her into a fatherly hug, "Shinobu-chan, who wants you to leave?"

"My parents..." she sniffled, "They're afraid that I'll be hurt being here... but I don't want to leave you and Naru-sempai..."

"It's okay, Shinobu-chan..." he cooed softly... until Naru walked in.

Her face burned with (jealousy) anger and screamed, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO SHINOBU!"

Shinobu tried to shield him with her body... if only it had worked. Naru took one straight to his face and his neck cracked to one side.

Takeshi's pissed off face crackled back into place. "How... DARE YOU?

Naru took a step back while Shinobu moved away from him...

Takeshi's knuckles cracked as he made them into fists. "What the hell is wrong with you! All he ever does for you is be nice and you just beat the hell out of him because you can't stand seeing him with another woman! You little bitch..." he said with a tone of rage, stepping towards her.

Naru was speechless, recounting the acts that she'd done over the last two or three years...

Takeshi's fist sped through the air towards her, but stopped a milimeter from her streaming tears.

Motoko walked in and dropped the plate she had and it shattered on the floor. She drew her sword and demanded, "URASHIMA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

Takeshi's face twisted into a grin, his eyes dripping with insanity, "I'm going to teach her... a lesssssson." He brought up his hand and concentrated a blue ball of energy in it, the glow illuminating the room.

Motoko's blade hit him across the chest and flung him through the wall, his battle cry echoing through the house.

She knelt down and touched Naru's shoulder, "Are you all right, senpai?"

Naru knocked away her hand, "Just leave me alone!" She rushed past Motoko and up the stairs.

She stared down at her blade for a while before sheathing it. She felt much more relaxed after the click of the hilt connecting to the sheath.

She stared out into the wild forest that Takeshi was thrown to.

'...Urashima...'

Woo! Not bad, eh? Well, for starters, I'm weaning off my hiatus now, but it won't be completely finished until the end of January. So, stay tuned for the next! -DT