(Author's Notes: Welcome to chapter two of Triumvirate! First off, I'd like to thank everyone for their support of Triumvirate, the likes of which I have personally never garnered for one chapter. I was actually surprised that this idea was so well received, considering that most Kei/Mot lovers despise Naru in every way. I am not going to reveal exactly where I plan to take this story, since that would ruin the suspense and the fun of the readers guessing! Anyway, Thanks to Innortal, who was so kind as to pop up and inform me of a typo during Keitaro's call to his Mom. I didn't notice that one till I had posted and to tell the honest truth, and don't hate me for it guys, I was a little to lazy to go back and fix it, considering the fact that I had the flu and had devoted all the energy I could have to finishing Triumvirate's first chapter, which had been in the works since February. And as word just pointed out to me, that is one large run-on sentence! Oh yeah, let me put in one thing to all Triumvirate fans. Triumvirate will not get a third chapter till I finish the third chapter to Pilatus: Lord of the Random. Do not fear, for Triumvirate is going to be continued on, I am just going to say I will take a break to finish another chapter to Pilatus, since I finished the first Triumvirate chapter while working hard on Pilatus' third chapter. Sorry this update took so long guys, but I have been busy with the last few weeks of school and a nasty ear infection. Uh that's about it, so please enjoy this chapter!)

(Disclaimer! Love Hina belongs to Ken Akamatsu. I do not own it in any way what so ever. You are a misinformed fool if you think I own Love Hina. Just clearing that up.)

Triumvirate

Chapter Two: Sleeping Arrangements

Keitaro had no way of knowing exactly what the girls had in store for him on his return home. In fact, poor Keitaro had no clue of knowing the series of events happening next, but given his track record for strange and odd twists of fate, he should have seen it coming. He also should have known from that telltale shudder he had after getting off the phone with his mom, but then again, Keitaro isn't the most perceptive person alive…

Back In Hinata…

After spending a good hour and a half, moving things around between their rooms, Naru and Motoko where quite pleased with the current state of Keitaro's room. The room itself was a near perfect fusion of the three, Keitaro's crap was still strewn around his desk, but now Naru's bookcases and Motoko's suits of samurai armor and various other warrior artifacts stood side by side with Keitaro's possessions. They had put a lot of thought into how they arranged their things.

Naru tossed aside a book on feng shui and sighed. "Meh, close enough."

Motoko finished polishing her suit of armor. "So, what now?"

Naru smiled. "I'm going to put on a special outfit, to kind of soften the blow of his new room for Keitaro." She smiled wider and thought to herself. "Every man loves skirted school girls. All I have to do is make a few moves and he's mine for the taking!" Naru walked over to the hole in ceiling and turned to Motoko. "Uh, do you mind if I put on some music?"

"Go ahead." Smiled Motoko. "I never really had time to listen to music, and judging by the amount of CDs we had to move of Keitaro's, our husband seems to enjoy music. So I should broaden my horizons now."

Naru poked her head and arms through the hole to her old room. After a few minutes she let out a loud sigh and flopped back into Keitaro's room. "Damn it, I've played all my CDs to death. I wonder if Keitaro has anything worth listening to." Naru walked over to a pile of CDs sitting on Keitaro's desk and started looking through them. One caught her eye, Freaky Styley by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. "Freaky Styley? Hmm… Well, I guess we'll give this one a shot." Naru walked over to the CD player she had brought from her room and took Freaky Styley from its jewel case and put it in the stereo. "And why don't we just tempt fate?" Naru pressed the random track button. The track landed on Catholic School Girls Rule.

An odd smirk fell over Naru's face as she began to get undressed. The first thing she pulled out to put on was a plad skirt that fell about knee length. She followed this skirt with a white shirt, and to top it all off she put on her glasses. All the while Naru is getting dressed to the tune of Catholic School Girls Rule. Naru knew enough English and had read enough to know about catholic schools and their dress codes to burst out laughing when she was done dressing.

"Motoko, you see the irony here, don't you?"

Motoko shook her head. "No, I can't say I do."

Naru laughed harder. "This song is rather lewd, where the singer is talking about how he finds catholic school girls and their uniforms attractive."

Motoko blushed, thinking back to something she had read in a magazine her sister had brought back from a trip to America. Instantly, she looked at Naru and then thought to the picture and turned very red."Um, do you might if we change the CD?"

Naru shook her head. "Not at all." She went back to the stack. "Hmm, the pillows, eh? How about Little Busters?"

Motoko nodded. "I heard Su talking with Keitaro about the pillows once, I think. It could have been something else though. If I recall the conversation, they play one of his favorite songs."

Naru nodded. "Blues Drive Monster." She let out a sigh. "He plays it a lot while we are taking breaks from studying."

"Perhaps we should play it for him when he gets home." Said Motoko. "It might help him feel more at home in his room again."

The pair stared at each other in silence for a moment. During this whole friendly gesture of helping each other move in, they had let their minds wonder from their goals. Both sharing the same goal and that is to prove to Keitaro that she is better than the other wife. For a moment, both girls' minds began to issue hard second thoughts about their best laid plans.

"Maybe this is all too much of a rush…" thought Naru. "Perhaps I should tone it down."

"Perhaps I should wait a while to make my move…" thought Motoko. "I might end up frightening Keitaro…"

The two girls unknowingly nodded their heads as if agreeing to a decision. They then looked at each other.

"Well, let's summon Kitsune, she'll give the word to Keitaro to come see us." Said Naru. "After that, it's playing the waiting game."

Motoko nodded and opened the door and yelled. "Kitsune! We request your presence in Keitaro's room!"

A few minutes later Kitsune strolled down the hallway to Keitaro's and stepped in. She looked around. "Wow girls. This looks pretty good. Better than I was expecting."

Naru glared at Kitsune. "Are you suggesting that I don't know what I am doing?"

Ktisune laughed. "Girl, no offense to your design abilities at all. I'm just saying you both have so much stuff, I was expecting it to be near impossible to walk in here with Keitaro's crap here as well." Kitsune saw that Naru was appeased and asked. "So, what do you need me for?"

"We need you to make sure Keitaro comes up here right when he gets home. The three of us have some things to discuss. Starting with the new arrangement of our room."

Kitsune flashed her trademark foxy grin. "Oh so that's what you guys are calling it these days? I have to say, I have never heard to the nasty-nasty referred in that manner before."

Naru and Motoko both glared at Kitsune. "Okay, okay. Sheesh. I'll tell him." Kitsune walked out of the room and grumbled. "God, can't have fun with anyone these days."

Later On, as Keitaro arrived back home…

Keitaro walked up the steps as best he could on crutches, he was getting better at traversing the stairs with his cripple sticks, but it was still a challenge. Once he finally made it past the front door of Hinata-sou, Keitaro was expecting to see Naru and Motoko waiting for him, but they where not.

"That's odd. It's a little too quiet around here." Thought Keitaro.

As Keitaro walked toward the kitchen, he was surprised to see Kitsune walking out.

"Hello, Kitsune." Said Keitaro.

Kitsune grinned. "Why hello there Keitaro. DO head up to your room post haste. Your wives are waiting for you."

Keitaro swallowed hard. "W..waiting for me?"

Kitsune nodded. "Oh yes, they are waiting. Indeed." She flashed a fox grin and walked off. "Better not keep them waiting, lover boy."

Keitaro was now very nervous. He tried to dismiss it as best as he could, over and over in his mind telling himself that it's just Kitsune having her fun. "Yes, that's right. It's all just Kitsune and one of her jokes. Nothing serious at all." Alas, Keitaro was in for a big start when he reached his room. A soft music was coming from inside, he of course recognized it as his favorite song. "I'm not sure if this is an ill omen or not…"

Keitaro reluctantly opened the door to his room and crossed the threshold. He could not believe what he saw. "What the hell?" The room Keitaro had stepped into was very different from the one he had left earlier. There where suits of samurai armor and the various possessions from Naru's room had been moved in as well. Keitaro's stuff was still there but, he had a trouble finding it. His eyes traveled to the center of the room where presently his wives sat having tea. Motoko was dressed as she always was, so that was no surprise, but it was Naru's plad skirt and white blouse that had him thrown off. The two girls looked up at their husband.

"Keitaro, good to have you back." Said Motoko.

"Yes, it is." Said Naru. "So how do you like our little renovations?"

"Uh…"

"Your at a loss for words, huh?" asked Naru. "I admit it's a lot to take in, but I think after a while you will come to get used to it."

Keitaro stood in shock for a few seconds and then managed to speak. "Why is all of your girl's stuff in my room again?"

"Silly." Said Naru. "We moved in with you. Your our husband, so we did what wives do, move in!"

"We already all live under the same roof, was their really a need to move in here?"

There was a pregnant pause. "You know what Keitaro, I never really thought about it like that." Said Motoko. "And it was my idea in the first place."

"I didn't think about it like that either…" said Naru. "Oh well."

"So are you girls seriously set on staying here?" asked Keitaro. The girls nodded.

"In fact, we where waiting for you to get back." Said Naru.

Motoko nodded. "It's time to discuss the sleeping arrangements."

Keitaro became very nervous and stuttered. "Sl…eeeping…. Arra…nagements?"

Naru grinned evilly. "I don't know about Motoko, but I had my heart on all of us sharing a bed, Keitaro."

With this comment, Keitaro lost it completely. In a fashion more suited to Shinobu than himself, Keitaro ran around his room with his arms flailing till he tripped over his table and fell face first into the floor.

Motoko and Naru sighed and looked down at their husband.

"I should have made a bet." Chuckled Naru. "I knew sooner or later during this whole thing he would do something like that."

Motoko sighed. "I shall wake him up, hold on." She walked over to her futon and pulled out a bottle of smelling salts and waved it under Keitaro's nose. Naru looked at her questioningly. "Oh, I have the salts left over from a kendo club. If someone gets knocked out, it is the duty of the person who knocked them out to revive them."

Keitaro woke back up. "Ow, my face hurts."

"It's killing me." Said Naru playfully.

"Well, shall we get back to the matter at hand?" asked Motoko.

Naru nodded. "So Keitaro, what are your thoughts on this matter?"

Keitaro looked as if he was about to pass out again. "Perhaps… I uh…" he looked toward his door. "Damn, it's locked! I got to get myself out of this one for the moment." Keitaro looked around the room, when his gaze settled upon the hole to Naru's room. "Bingo." Keitaro slowly crawled back wards. "I should be going girls. We'll discuss this later!" Keitaro got up and he bolted for the hole.

"He's running for it!" shouted Naru. "Motoko! Don't let him get away!"

Keitaro made a mad dash for the hole. Once he was under it he made a leap of faith and jumped for the opening. He sat dangling from the hole, half up, half down. As me moved to pull himself up, he found that he was being pulled on. Below him, Motoko and Naru had each grabbed one of his legs and now had him pinned from running. "Oh of all things to happen at a time like this!"

"Pull harder Motoko!" shouted Naru in a crazed tone.

"What if we hurt him?" asked Motoko.

"Since when has that ever mattered in the past?"

"Good point."

Keitaro and the girls struggled hard in a desperate tug-of-war with his torso. After a minute, Keitaro hollered in pain that the girls where hurting his broken leg by pulling so hard. But in another instant, an idea hit Keitaro. "It's a long shot, but it just might work." Keitaro reached down with one hand and quickly unbuttoned his jeans and with one pull, Keitaro's jeans where off. They snagged a bit on his cast but with one more lung he made it up into Naru's room, while the girls hit the floor with a thud. Keitaro's jeans had caught on his cast and ripped off, leaving him with half a pant leg tangled on his leg. Naru and Motoko lay in a heap on the ground, Naru lying on top of Motoko, with the crotch of Keitaro's jeans on her face.

"Hmmf!" shouted Naru into the jeans. She tossed them off her face. "Damn it! How in the hell did he manage that one?"

"Keitaro can really amaze me sometimes." Said Motoko. "You have to admit, that quick thinking was brilliant."

Naru sighed. "Okay, I will concede that it was a good move."

Meanwhile upstairs…

Keitaro ran like a bat out of hell. He ran like a man possessed, but mostly, he ran from Naru and Motoko. But as he stumbled frantically around the hallways, he couldn't stop to look at the irony of his current situation. "To think, a week ago I'd have been running from these same two people to not get beaten to a pulp." Keitaro was frantically running and he did not notice as he came upon the steps to the downstairs. So in true fashion, he slipped and took a dive down the stairs. He tumbled down the stairs screaming all the way, he did a somersault and ended up upside down at the bottom of the stairs. He lay at the bottom of the stairs in his boxers groaning in pain.

"Aaaaaouu!" cried Shinobu as she walked from the kitchen. "Are you alright?"

Kitsune came running in. "Damn son! Do those wives of yours ever like to play rough!"

Keitaro groaned. "Help me! Please! They aren't themselves!" Keitaro had a true look of horror in his eyes. "Hide me Kitsune!"

Kitsune laughed and pulled him away to the living room, where she found Su on the couch. "Su, go stall Naru and Motoko. Don't let them get downstairs."

Su jumped of the couch and clapped her hands in excitement. "Play time!"

Kitsune called back to Shinobu. "Shinobu, be a dear and run down to get Haruka and Mutsumi, I need their help."

Shinobu nodded and dashed out the door. Kitsune propped Keitaro up on the couch, sat down next to him and began to laugh.

"Keitaro my man, you're a card."

"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Keitaro.

"Two attractive women throw themselves at you and you run away like a scared little kid. A scared little kid in his boxers, mind you."

Keitaro sighed and laughed. "Shut up, Kitsune."

Just then upstairs, a loud explosion could be heard. Looks like Koalla Su had once again put a hole in some part of the house.

Keitaro groaned. "Ahhh hell! As if things couldn't get any more hectic tonight!" He smacked his forehead. "Now I got a damned hole to fix…"

End Chapter Two

Coming Next Chapter: Haruka and Mutsumi arrive to help an embattled Keitaro. The Triumvirate spends their first night together and the following morning brings a peace. How long will it last when the families of the three come together? It's meet the parents time in the next chapter!

(More Author's Notes: Again guys, sorry this one took so long to post, but I have been busy and sick. Anyway, I am shocked at the 30 reviews I have gotten so far. That's a record for me for a single chapter. So apparently I'm doing something right, right? Heh. Uh and oh yeah, sorry if this chapter sucks. We are our own worst critics and I can never tell if it's good on my own. I should really probably get someone to beta for me… Oh well.. See you guys and gals back here real soon. That is of course, after some of my other works are updated. Peace, Love and Cabbage. Temmy out!)