Love Hina – I, My, Oh Dear Me! Scrambled Strawberry Eggs
Fanfic by Steven Biggs
Chapter Five – Raging Heart
Tuesday Evening.
Shinobu and Naru kneel next to Keitaro.
"Urashima-san, are you okay?"
"Thank goodness we got here in time Keitaro! I was sure that Motoko-chan would make good on her threat to kill you."
Keitaro touches his neck as he looks at the stairs. He reaches over and picks up Motoko's sword.
"I think that she'll let me live, as long as I don't get out of line. But, I was really scared for a while."
They help him to his feet and walk to the common room where Naru motions for him to sit on the couch.
"Dinner will be ready in about half an hour. Shinobu-chan, can you bring some tea for Keitaro while I check the rice?"
"Yes, I'll be back in a minute."
As Keitaro sits waiting for his tea, Kitsune makes her way down the stairs.
"Oh, hello Keitaro-san. I thought I heard someone come in. What brings ya'll back to Hinata-sou?"
He stands to greet her.
"Hello Kitsune-san. I'm here to study with Narusegawa and Mutsumi-san."
He continues, blushing as he flashes his smile.
"You know, I never really apologized correctly for what happened the first day I was here. I should have said something sooner; it would have saved all of us a lot of trouble."
Kitsune tilts her head as she sits next to him.
("This is a little odd. I didn't expect him to be kinda sweet. I might actually feel guilty if I trick him again.")
"Well, ya'll shouldn't worry yourself too much about that."
"I hope your friends didn't hassle you too much for thinking I groped you."
Kitsune stares at the floor for a moment.
("He doesn't even hold any blame against me for that. Were we wrong about him? Is he really a nice guy? I can't trick him again; I'd hate myself if I did.")
She looks up at him and blushes.
"Listen, Keitaro-san. I'm really sorry about that. It wasn't fair to you, and it was one of the reasons you lost this job. I thought that ya was just another lowlife guy that was trying to weasel his way in here. I guess I was wrong to try to get ya to give me free rent."
"Don't worry about it anymore, Kitsune-san."
Kitsune smiles at him, then her eyes go wide.
(Oh spit! Did I just say 'rent'?")
They both turn their heads as they hear a noise coming from the stairs. Su peeks over the railing as her Mecha-tama flies down and banks towards Keitaro, blasters, guns and knives popping out as it opens its mouth to reveal a flame-thrower. Keitaro leaps off the couch.
"What the heck is that thing?"
Kitsune yells towards the stairs.
"Su, shut it down! We shouldn't do this! Are ya'll listening to me?"
Keitaro runs in circles around the room as the mechanical turtle tries to catch him. Kitsune kneels on the couch watching him.
("Su aint gonna stop until she catches him. I'm sorry Keitaro, but I gotta do this for your own good!")
She crawls to the end of the couch, unbuttons her blouse, and flashes her breasts as Keitaro runs by. Like a dear in headlights, Keitaro skids to a stop and stares at her. Blood drips from his nose as his glasses fog over, giving Su the opening she was waiting for. She presses a button on her remote control as she slides down the stair rail.
"Tag! You're it!"
The Mecha-Tama crashes into him and sends them both tumbling into the corner. Kitsune scrambles over to the smoking wreckage as Su hops over.
"Holy spit! I think ya killed him Su!"
Su pokes at Keitaro's leg with a stick.
"Are ya still breathing? Wasn't that the most fun ya ever had?"
Keitaro crawls out from under the mass of metal and brushes himself off.
"I'm okay, I don't think that. . ."
He trips and falls face-first between Kitsune's breasts.
"Ahhhhh!"
Kitsune blushes and starts slapping his head.
"Oh my god! Get outta there ya pervert and don't you dare start drooling on my babies!"
Su grabs his feet and tries to pull him lose.
"He's wedged in there pretty good! Ya wants me to get the crowbar or something?"
Shinobu enters the room and sees the struggle. After placing the tray on the coffee table, she runs over to help Su pull on his feet.
"Aaauuuuu! Urashima-san is going to suffocate!"
Like a cork out of a champagne bottle, they pull Keitaro free and send him rolling next to the front door. As it slides open, he looks up and sees two calves, knees and thighs above him. Mutsumi raises a hand to her cheek. Fortunately, for him, she remembers that she has not supposed to have met him yet.
"Oh my! What an interesting welcome! Who is this young man?"
Su jumps over and lands on his chest.
"This is Keitaro. He was gonna be our manager, but he couldn't help peeking, as ya can see."
Kitsune finishes buttoning her blouse and moves next to her.
"Naru invited him over to study with ya'll."
Shooing Su away, Mutsumi helps him stand and brushes some dust off his sleeve.
"Oh my! So you are Urashima Keitaro the two-time ronin for Toudai! I am Otohime Mutsumi."
Keitaro crashes to the floor again.
"Please, don't call me that Otohime-san!"
Naru pokes her head out of the dining room door and calls to them.
"You're all here, good. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Shinobu, can you get Motoko-san? And has anyone seen Keiko-san?"
Keitaro places a hand on Shinobu's shoulder.
"Haruka-san told me that your manager had to go see her grandmother. I'll go get Motoko. It'll give me a chance to return her sword and apologize."
"Urashima-san, are you sure you'll be safe?"
He smiles as he walks to the stairs.
"Well if you hear me screaming, make sure that you aren't next to the door. I'd hate to run over you on my way out!"
Shinobu laughs at his light-hearted humor and follows the others into the dining room. Keitaro walks up to the third floor and turns into the hallway. He knocks on the door. There is no answer, so he slides it open a little.
"Excuse me Motoko-chan, it's Keitaro. Everyone is in the dining room for supper. I want to bring your sword back too. May I come in?"
"Please, enter Urashima."
Keitaro moves inside and looks around. Motoko stands and walks over to retrieve her katana.
"Thank you, Urashima. I, I wish to apologize for attacking you. I was, am confused and do not know what to do."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Motoko clutches her sword to her breast and turns towards the window.
"I do not know how to ask, it is difficult for me to, to. . ."
She turns her head and looks back over her shoulder. Keitaro's heart skips a beat. He is surprised to see her acting so timidly. He walks over, places his hands on her shoulders, and turns her to face him. Her moist eyes look into his for a moment before she closes them.
"Motoko-chan, what's wrong?"
"Urashima!"
She presses against him and grips his shoulders. In an instant, their lips meet. Keitaro hesitates for a moment and then closes his eyes, losing himself to the exquisite sensation. Motoko shudders as he moves his arms to embrace her, causing her to moan softly. Keitaro pulls away from her slightly and she breathlessly whispers.
"Please, please do not stop."
Keitaro lifts one hand and strokes her silky black hair. Motoko responds by touching his ear with her fingertips. They pull each other closer, testing the boundaries of their feelings, and kiss once more. A few minutes later, Motoko leans against him and lightly kisses his neck. She can feel Keitaro smile and she leans away so that she can see his face.
"Forgive me, Urashima. I should not have forced you into this."
He looks into her eyes.
"I was, uh, really hoping that I would be able kiss you again. Even though it was just an accident this morning, it was really nice."
"Urashima. I, I think that I am falling in love with you."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. I didn't know how I could admit my feelings without seeming, well, just a bit perverted. I was afraid that you'd kill me if I said that I was falling in love with you too."
"Urashima, ah, Keitaro-san!"
He kisses her once more, lightly, and smiles.
"Should we go to dinner? They may be worried that you've killed me after this much time."
She smiles at him.
"Yes, that is so."
They hold each other for a moment longer and then slowly step apart.
In the dining room, Shinobu wrings her hands.
"Aaauuuuu! Do, do you think that she really killed him this time? It's been awfully quiet!"
Kitsune looks across the table at Naru.
"I don't know. I'm as worried as ya'll. We should never have let him go up there alone."
Naru pushes her chair back and stands up.
"We'd better go make sure he's okay!"
Su jumps up and raises her fist.
"We're the Keitaro Rescue Squad! Bring 'im back dead or alive!"
A scream pierces the air.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!"
Mutsumi looks at the door.
"Oh my! That sounds like Urashima-san!"
Su drops her fist.
"I guess we're gonna need a body bag after all!"
The girls rush out of the room and head upstairs.
Motoko kneels next to Keitaro as he lies on the floor.
"Keitaro-san! I am so sorry! I forgot that the sword was between us! Forgive me!"
Keitaro, holding his foot, looks up at her.
"It's not your fault, but it was just my luck that it hit my foot when it slipped."
Motoko reaches over to her table and grabs a towel. She carefully wipes the blood from his foot.
"Thank the spirits! It does not appear serious. I shall bring you a bandage. Please do not die while I am gone!"
He smiles at her.
"I think I'll live."
She picks up her sword and prepares to wipe it clean.
"You are still able smile so, even when I have injured you Keitaro-san. It makes me feel ashamed and gladdened at the same time."
Motoko leans over and kisses his cheek before pressing his shoulder to make him lay down. She stands and turns to the door just as the other girls rush into the room. Naru places her hands to her lips as she spots the bloodied sword and towel in Motoko's hands. Shinobu sees Keitaro lying on the floor and faints. Kitsune places her hands on her head.
"Holy spit! Ya killed him!"
Su pokes her head around to see.
"Yep! That's murder alright! Don't worry Motoko, we'll help ya out!"
She pulls out a remote control and starts turning a few knobs.
"Ya'll cremate the dead here in Japan, right?"
Shinobu, opens her eyes and sees Keitaro sit up.
"Aaauuuuu! How, how can a dead person move? He m-must be a, a, a zombie!"
And she faints again.
Naru looks from Keitaro to Motoko.
"What happened, Motoko-chan? You didn't actually attack Keitaro, did you?"
Motoko drops the towel and raises her hand.
"It, it was an accident, I swear it! I did not mean to injure Keitaro-san! The sword just fell when, uh, it just slipped and struck him!"
Keitaro, still holding his foot, sits up.
"It really was an accident. I dropped it when I was handing it back to Motoko-chan."
Naru looks at him.
"You really are clumsy, aren't you?"
Everyone relaxes at the realization that he will be okay. Mutsumi brings the first-aid kit into the room and helps Motoko bind his foot. Shinobu sits up and rubs her eyes.
"Thank goodness he's alive!"
Su shakes her head and tosses the remote control to the floor.
"Maybe not for long 'cause I can't stop this stupid thing, and it's stuck in cremate mode! Ya better high-tail it Keitaro! Head for the water!"
Keitaro screams as the Mecha-Tama roars into the room. The girls watch it chase him around the table three times before he scurries out the door. He heads for the stairs, trying to make it to the hot spring before the flamethrower can lock onto him. Motoko leaps for the door and follows them. Mutsumi smiles and places a hand against her cheek.
"Oh my! He certainly can move fast!"
Kitsune scratches her chin.
"Motoko called him Keitaro-san. Maybe he's faster than we think."
End of Chapter Five.
Fanfic by Steven Biggs
Chapter Five – Raging Heart
Tuesday Evening.
Shinobu and Naru kneel next to Keitaro.
"Urashima-san, are you okay?"
"Thank goodness we got here in time Keitaro! I was sure that Motoko-chan would make good on her threat to kill you."
Keitaro touches his neck as he looks at the stairs. He reaches over and picks up Motoko's sword.
"I think that she'll let me live, as long as I don't get out of line. But, I was really scared for a while."
They help him to his feet and walk to the common room where Naru motions for him to sit on the couch.
"Dinner will be ready in about half an hour. Shinobu-chan, can you bring some tea for Keitaro while I check the rice?"
"Yes, I'll be back in a minute."
As Keitaro sits waiting for his tea, Kitsune makes her way down the stairs.
"Oh, hello Keitaro-san. I thought I heard someone come in. What brings ya'll back to Hinata-sou?"
He stands to greet her.
"Hello Kitsune-san. I'm here to study with Narusegawa and Mutsumi-san."
He continues, blushing as he flashes his smile.
"You know, I never really apologized correctly for what happened the first day I was here. I should have said something sooner; it would have saved all of us a lot of trouble."
Kitsune tilts her head as she sits next to him.
("This is a little odd. I didn't expect him to be kinda sweet. I might actually feel guilty if I trick him again.")
"Well, ya'll shouldn't worry yourself too much about that."
"I hope your friends didn't hassle you too much for thinking I groped you."
Kitsune stares at the floor for a moment.
("He doesn't even hold any blame against me for that. Were we wrong about him? Is he really a nice guy? I can't trick him again; I'd hate myself if I did.")
She looks up at him and blushes.
"Listen, Keitaro-san. I'm really sorry about that. It wasn't fair to you, and it was one of the reasons you lost this job. I thought that ya was just another lowlife guy that was trying to weasel his way in here. I guess I was wrong to try to get ya to give me free rent."
"Don't worry about it anymore, Kitsune-san."
Kitsune smiles at him, then her eyes go wide.
(Oh spit! Did I just say 'rent'?")
They both turn their heads as they hear a noise coming from the stairs. Su peeks over the railing as her Mecha-tama flies down and banks towards Keitaro, blasters, guns and knives popping out as it opens its mouth to reveal a flame-thrower. Keitaro leaps off the couch.
"What the heck is that thing?"
Kitsune yells towards the stairs.
"Su, shut it down! We shouldn't do this! Are ya'll listening to me?"
Keitaro runs in circles around the room as the mechanical turtle tries to catch him. Kitsune kneels on the couch watching him.
("Su aint gonna stop until she catches him. I'm sorry Keitaro, but I gotta do this for your own good!")
She crawls to the end of the couch, unbuttons her blouse, and flashes her breasts as Keitaro runs by. Like a dear in headlights, Keitaro skids to a stop and stares at her. Blood drips from his nose as his glasses fog over, giving Su the opening she was waiting for. She presses a button on her remote control as she slides down the stair rail.
"Tag! You're it!"
The Mecha-Tama crashes into him and sends them both tumbling into the corner. Kitsune scrambles over to the smoking wreckage as Su hops over.
"Holy spit! I think ya killed him Su!"
Su pokes at Keitaro's leg with a stick.
"Are ya still breathing? Wasn't that the most fun ya ever had?"
Keitaro crawls out from under the mass of metal and brushes himself off.
"I'm okay, I don't think that. . ."
He trips and falls face-first between Kitsune's breasts.
"Ahhhhh!"
Kitsune blushes and starts slapping his head.
"Oh my god! Get outta there ya pervert and don't you dare start drooling on my babies!"
Su grabs his feet and tries to pull him lose.
"He's wedged in there pretty good! Ya wants me to get the crowbar or something?"
Shinobu enters the room and sees the struggle. After placing the tray on the coffee table, she runs over to help Su pull on his feet.
"Aaauuuuu! Urashima-san is going to suffocate!"
Like a cork out of a champagne bottle, they pull Keitaro free and send him rolling next to the front door. As it slides open, he looks up and sees two calves, knees and thighs above him. Mutsumi raises a hand to her cheek. Fortunately, for him, she remembers that she has not supposed to have met him yet.
"Oh my! What an interesting welcome! Who is this young man?"
Su jumps over and lands on his chest.
"This is Keitaro. He was gonna be our manager, but he couldn't help peeking, as ya can see."
Kitsune finishes buttoning her blouse and moves next to her.
"Naru invited him over to study with ya'll."
Shooing Su away, Mutsumi helps him stand and brushes some dust off his sleeve.
"Oh my! So you are Urashima Keitaro the two-time ronin for Toudai! I am Otohime Mutsumi."
Keitaro crashes to the floor again.
"Please, don't call me that Otohime-san!"
Naru pokes her head out of the dining room door and calls to them.
"You're all here, good. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Shinobu, can you get Motoko-san? And has anyone seen Keiko-san?"
Keitaro places a hand on Shinobu's shoulder.
"Haruka-san told me that your manager had to go see her grandmother. I'll go get Motoko. It'll give me a chance to return her sword and apologize."
"Urashima-san, are you sure you'll be safe?"
He smiles as he walks to the stairs.
"Well if you hear me screaming, make sure that you aren't next to the door. I'd hate to run over you on my way out!"
Shinobu laughs at his light-hearted humor and follows the others into the dining room. Keitaro walks up to the third floor and turns into the hallway. He knocks on the door. There is no answer, so he slides it open a little.
"Excuse me Motoko-chan, it's Keitaro. Everyone is in the dining room for supper. I want to bring your sword back too. May I come in?"
"Please, enter Urashima."
Keitaro moves inside and looks around. Motoko stands and walks over to retrieve her katana.
"Thank you, Urashima. I, I wish to apologize for attacking you. I was, am confused and do not know what to do."
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Motoko clutches her sword to her breast and turns towards the window.
"I do not know how to ask, it is difficult for me to, to. . ."
She turns her head and looks back over her shoulder. Keitaro's heart skips a beat. He is surprised to see her acting so timidly. He walks over, places his hands on her shoulders, and turns her to face him. Her moist eyes look into his for a moment before she closes them.
"Motoko-chan, what's wrong?"
"Urashima!"
She presses against him and grips his shoulders. In an instant, their lips meet. Keitaro hesitates for a moment and then closes his eyes, losing himself to the exquisite sensation. Motoko shudders as he moves his arms to embrace her, causing her to moan softly. Keitaro pulls away from her slightly and she breathlessly whispers.
"Please, please do not stop."
Keitaro lifts one hand and strokes her silky black hair. Motoko responds by touching his ear with her fingertips. They pull each other closer, testing the boundaries of their feelings, and kiss once more. A few minutes later, Motoko leans against him and lightly kisses his neck. She can feel Keitaro smile and she leans away so that she can see his face.
"Forgive me, Urashima. I should not have forced you into this."
He looks into her eyes.
"I was, uh, really hoping that I would be able kiss you again. Even though it was just an accident this morning, it was really nice."
"Urashima. I, I think that I am falling in love with you."
"I'm glad to hear you say that. I didn't know how I could admit my feelings without seeming, well, just a bit perverted. I was afraid that you'd kill me if I said that I was falling in love with you too."
"Urashima, ah, Keitaro-san!"
He kisses her once more, lightly, and smiles.
"Should we go to dinner? They may be worried that you've killed me after this much time."
She smiles at him.
"Yes, that is so."
They hold each other for a moment longer and then slowly step apart.
In the dining room, Shinobu wrings her hands.
"Aaauuuuu! Do, do you think that she really killed him this time? It's been awfully quiet!"
Kitsune looks across the table at Naru.
"I don't know. I'm as worried as ya'll. We should never have let him go up there alone."
Naru pushes her chair back and stands up.
"We'd better go make sure he's okay!"
Su jumps up and raises her fist.
"We're the Keitaro Rescue Squad! Bring 'im back dead or alive!"
A scream pierces the air.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!"
Mutsumi looks at the door.
"Oh my! That sounds like Urashima-san!"
Su drops her fist.
"I guess we're gonna need a body bag after all!"
The girls rush out of the room and head upstairs.
Motoko kneels next to Keitaro as he lies on the floor.
"Keitaro-san! I am so sorry! I forgot that the sword was between us! Forgive me!"
Keitaro, holding his foot, looks up at her.
"It's not your fault, but it was just my luck that it hit my foot when it slipped."
Motoko reaches over to her table and grabs a towel. She carefully wipes the blood from his foot.
"Thank the spirits! It does not appear serious. I shall bring you a bandage. Please do not die while I am gone!"
He smiles at her.
"I think I'll live."
She picks up her sword and prepares to wipe it clean.
"You are still able smile so, even when I have injured you Keitaro-san. It makes me feel ashamed and gladdened at the same time."
Motoko leans over and kisses his cheek before pressing his shoulder to make him lay down. She stands and turns to the door just as the other girls rush into the room. Naru places her hands to her lips as she spots the bloodied sword and towel in Motoko's hands. Shinobu sees Keitaro lying on the floor and faints. Kitsune places her hands on her head.
"Holy spit! Ya killed him!"
Su pokes her head around to see.
"Yep! That's murder alright! Don't worry Motoko, we'll help ya out!"
She pulls out a remote control and starts turning a few knobs.
"Ya'll cremate the dead here in Japan, right?"
Shinobu, opens her eyes and sees Keitaro sit up.
"Aaauuuuu! How, how can a dead person move? He m-must be a, a, a zombie!"
And she faints again.
Naru looks from Keitaro to Motoko.
"What happened, Motoko-chan? You didn't actually attack Keitaro, did you?"
Motoko drops the towel and raises her hand.
"It, it was an accident, I swear it! I did not mean to injure Keitaro-san! The sword just fell when, uh, it just slipped and struck him!"
Keitaro, still holding his foot, sits up.
"It really was an accident. I dropped it when I was handing it back to Motoko-chan."
Naru looks at him.
"You really are clumsy, aren't you?"
Everyone relaxes at the realization that he will be okay. Mutsumi brings the first-aid kit into the room and helps Motoko bind his foot. Shinobu sits up and rubs her eyes.
"Thank goodness he's alive!"
Su shakes her head and tosses the remote control to the floor.
"Maybe not for long 'cause I can't stop this stupid thing, and it's stuck in cremate mode! Ya better high-tail it Keitaro! Head for the water!"
Keitaro screams as the Mecha-Tama roars into the room. The girls watch it chase him around the table three times before he scurries out the door. He heads for the stairs, trying to make it to the hot spring before the flamethrower can lock onto him. Motoko leaps for the door and follows them. Mutsumi smiles and places a hand against her cheek.
"Oh my! He certainly can move fast!"
Kitsune scratches her chin.
"Motoko called him Keitaro-san. Maybe he's faster than we think."
End of Chapter Five.