Disclaimer: I do not own neither Love Hina nor Warhammer 40k.
Rating: T 13+ for mild violence and possible adult themes later on.
Summary: Warhammer 40k/Love Hina Xover. What if Keitaro was more then he seemed. What if he was special in a way he didn't even know about? And what if others took notice of him?
Chapter 1: A Red Letter Day
For once in his life, Keitaro felt good. He was feeling confident that he would pass the upcoming exams, and Naru hadn't launched him through the stratosphere as much lately. She even seemed to like him more. She has spent more time studying with him. And to top it all off, he was enjoying a nice bath in the hot springs. He leaned back into the waters when the door to the springs flew open and in stormed Naru, and she looked as furious as ever.
As Keitaro tries to ask her what is wrong, she storms over, pulls him out of the water, and starts to wail on him. Her first punch floors him and a crater forms around him. Her kick sends him into a boulder, and it crumbles from the force of the impact. Keitaro's mind reels from the intense pain, but he still manages to get out a meek," why?" Naru pulls him up to stare directly into his eyes and Keitaro quails at the raw fury present in her eyes. In an icy tone she replies," I am behind on you're beating quota, and I'm here to fix that." She then backhands him into the wall, where he hangs in the indent his body has made. But Naru wasn't satisfied with harming him physically, she wanted his mind broken as well, and to make sure he knew his place. As she pulls him out of the wall, she mutters," Did you honestly think that I could love someone as vile and perverted as you," followed up with another punch, sending him clear across the springs.
Keitaro tries to get up, but the pain forces him back to the ground. His teeth feel loose and he can't see out of his left eye while the other ones vision is blurred red by his blood trickling into it. But all of this he could handle. It was the pain from Naru's words that hurt him the most. First some rough shaking while she yells in his face," I already have a boyfriend, and unlike you, he will get into Tokyo U with me. You are only fit to be my manservant. KNOW YOUR PLACE!" then another punch right into his ribcage. Through his dazed mind, Keitaro clearly hears bones cracking. She then drops him to the ground and proceeds to stomp on him. She starts with his shins then works her way up to his chest and head while shouting profanities at him.
Keitaro withdrew into his mind as pain and depression started to overwhelm him. This would be almost normal for him to be beat up by Naru, but never had she attacked with such ferocity and ruthlessness. Normally it was just a single punch with a muttered pervert. But now she was going all out. He could feel broken bones all over his body, it hurt just to breath and he could taste his own blood. Then he realized he was being pulled up by the collar of his bloodied shirt, and his right eye could just make out the outline of Naru's face as she spoke in a voice dripping liquid nitrogen," Goodbye Keitaro, you amused me part of the time." She then hits him with a powerful uppercut which sends him along his usual flight trajectory into the woods of the next prefecture. His impact with the ground was enough to finally, mercifully, knock him unconscious, giving him a respite from the pain. His body began the process of subconsciously healing itself at a rate far superior to normal people.
As he lay unconscious, several robed figures walked into the clearing with a grace that the greatest dancers could not match. They were all slim and tall. Nine of them were almost indistinguishable from the forest, their robes seeming to shift their colors to match the surrounding environment. They carried what looked like bone-white rifles and wore white masks with blood red lenses for eyes. The tenth one was different though. She wore black robes, and a larger, pointed mask/helmet that was also bone white. The lenses and crystals were green though, and seemed to emit a green glow. She looked to be in charge as the other figures cleared a path for her to Keitaro's prone form. The figure gazed intently at the figure for several minutes, watching as his cuts sealed themselves and bones shifted under his skin as they realigned themselves and bonded.
What most would fail to notice is that she was not looking at him with her eyes, but with her mind, fascinated at how he subconsciously used the warp to protect and heal himself. After he had finished healing, she sent a psychic wave at him to remain unconscious. One of the chameleoline cloaked figures approached her and asked," What do you wish for us to do with him, Farseer?" The female figure turned around and said," We are taking him back with us. The Council will need to study him in person," and this cruel, abusive environment is not a proper place for one such as he she thought to herself. Two robed figures strapped their rifles to their backs and grabbed Keitaro, and all of them disappeared into the night.
A/N: Well, that's it for chapter one. For those of you wondering, yes I did borrow the chapter name from Half-Life 2 (awesome game). This is my first time writing a Love Hina fanfic as well as doing a xover with Warhammer 40k. Please read and review. I'll accept any praise or criticism. Please try to make the criticism constructive and keep flaming to a minimal.