A/N: One story finished and now I can resume this story in good conscience. Shinobu has made a start with Keitaro. Now, the other girls will make their plays as well. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Akamatsu Ken-sensei is the owner, creator, and evil genius of Love Hina. If it was mine, Keitaro wouldn't have gotten with Naru!

My Turn

Chapter 3: The Game is On!

It was six o'clock in the morning, Maehara Shinobu's favorite time of the day. She could catch up on the chores that she hadn't gotten done the previous day, make breakfast for Senpai and the other residents without Kaolla getting in her way and wanting to play, and it usually gave her the only chance all day to collect her thoughts. On this particular morning, she was a bit annoyed. Thanks to Naru's loud mouth, the whole dorm knew that Shinobu had made her move on Keitaro. 'Nothing is ever easy,' she complained to herself. At least she had the promise of a date with Keitaro this weekend. That happy thought brought a smile to her face, and she decided to really turn on the charm today. The problem was that she really didn't have a good model to go on, the older girls were terrible with men, and she had never really tried to seduce a man into falling in love with her. The boys that had liked her just saw her cute face and slender figure.

She shook her head, 'Thinking this way won't help. Maybe I should ask Haruka-san on how to get him to only look at me. I can't give the others a chance to turn Kei-sempai's head. I've become so greedy. Before it was enough that he was kind to me, but now I want more.' With her course of action decided, Shinobu realized that she was acting so far out of her outward character that she barely recognized herself. 'Oh well, it can't be helped. Watch out, Kei-sempai, I'm coming to steal your heart!'

Meanwhile, Aoyama Motoko was on the roof, doing her morning stretches and forms. The implications of Naru dumping Keitaro meant that she could no longer hide her feelings by playing "Pervert Patrol" with Naru. Especially since Shinobu had so strongly made her claim for him. Remembering the scene in Keitaro's room the previous morning, she was both appalled and envious of Shinobu's new-found boldness. 'When did she grow up?' The samurai asked herself. 'The Shinobu that I picture in my mind would simply cry in that situation, and we would punish Urashima for being lewd with a middle schooler. When did she get that pretty and courageous? Could I do something that shameless and brave? It may come to that because she is so far ahead of me now,' she thought and blushed furiously. "No," she said aloud, "I will win him by being a lady and not degrading myself like I know that the Drunken Fox will do."

"Oh really," asked a voice from behind her. "Do you really think that I would need to degrade myself to make Kanrinrin-san look at me instead of you? I'll tell ya something, Kendo Girl. He doesn't cringe in fear when I approach him, thinking that I'm about ta hit him. Who does he do that with? Not me, Sug." Mitsune took a moment to contain her anger. "You and Naru have beat the shit out of him for four years. Do you honestly think that he believes that you wouldn't treat him the same way Naru did when they were dating?" She turned and was about to leave when a strong hand grasped her arm and Mitsune was face to face with an angry Motoko.

"That may be true," the young samurai began. "But whose fault was it many times when we punished Urashima for his supposed perversions? Who took down the sign when he was cleaning the hot springs? Who would flirt with him for money and then cry pervert when he didn't have money to give you? Naru-san and I may have inflicted great pain, that I will not deny, but it was at your instigation. I am willing to do whatever it takes to make it up to him. What will Kitsune, the goddess of sake, do for him? Rob him some more? Rub against him and then laugh when he gets a nose bleed?"

Throughout Motoko's tirade, Kitsune got more and more furious. In her mind, the freelance writer was creating words and phrases that would verbally eviscerate her adversary. Yet she was stopped by the tears flowing freely from the young kendoist's eyes. Her mouth softened and she asked, "Ya really love him, don't ya Sug?" Motoko nodded, and Mitsune sighed, "Me too, but we are both pretty far behind Eep-chan. We can't attack her the way that we would another girl because she's like a sister. Ah want Keitaro, but I don't want to get ugly to do it."

Smiling wanly, Motoko sniffed, "That's what's so hard. I love Urashima and I love Shinobu-chan. I want to compete for him fairly and honorably because he really does deserve it."

"Ya got that right, Motoko. He's become such a great guy. Well then, may the best woman win," Mitsune finished and extended her hand to her friend.

Motoko shook it, "Fair enough, but I warn you, if you try to win by being slutty, I will not forgive you."

"It's not me that ya got to worry about in that regard, but I do think our little Shinobu is more grown up than we give her credit for." Both women sighed heavily. She thought a moment, "Maybe we should call a meeting with the other two girls and set some ground rules. It won't be fair if one of us wins by taking his virginity."

Nodding in agreement, "I see the wisdom in your suggestion, Kitsune. I suggest that we do this sooner rather than later although it may be daunting to erase to advantage that Shinobu has."

Mistune's eyes resumed their trademark slit, "Are ya giving up without a fight, Kendo Girl? Ya better not or I'll be mad at you. Let's stop jabbering and go get them!"

Twenty minutes later in Motoko's room, the girls were finally all together. It took that long because Motoko had to pry Kaolla away from her latest Mecha-tama experiment. This new model ran on banana peels, which Kaolla had in abundance. Since it was her room, Motoko acted as the moderator, intoning, "Well ladies, Kitsune and I talked this morning and we both believe that there should be ground rules in our competition for Urashima."

Shinobu's eyes narrowed, "What sort of ground rules?"

"Fer one, no one is to have sex with Kanrinrin-san until they are official with him," Kitsune drawled. "It wouldn't be sporting to go the limit just ta win."

Kaolla stuck her finger in her mouth thoughtfully, "Does sex taste good? It sounds yummy. Maybe I should Onii-chan to give me some for dinner!"

The other three women gasped aloud, "Suu-chan!" They yelled in unison. "You can't eat sex!"

"Why not?" the Molmolian Princess asked. "I remember hearing Amalla-nee telling Lambda-Onii-sama to eat her hot sex." She looked up and saw three EXTREMELY red faces gazing at her.

Kitsune was the first to recover, chuckling, "Wow, Molmol must be one hell of a place."

"It is," Kaolla replied. "Why in Molmol, we could all be Onii-chan's wives. I wouldn't mind sharing him with you all. We all love him, don't we? And I also love Kitsune, Motoko, and Shinobu! Shall we take him to my island and marry him?"

Motoko silenced the hyperactive blonde with a glare, "If I were to gain Urashima's affections, I certainly would have no interest in sharing him."

"Me neither," Kitsune agreed. "Kei-baby is so precious that I wouldn't let him out my sight or my bed!" With that, Kitsune, Motoko, and Kaolla began to bicker over the absent manager.

Finally, Shinobu had reached the limit of her patience, "That is enough! I think that the three of you are forgetting one thing, Sempai is mine! We are going on a date this Sunday. I have been hoping that I would get this chance for four years. Please don't do anything to mess this up or I will never forgive you. What are you all going to do if we become official during this date? I am hoping that he will answer my confession while we are out." She took a breath and then continuing with ice in her voice, asking, "Where have you three been the last four years? Motoko-san, you were busy being just as abusive as Naru-sempai. Now, you realize that you've loved him all along? Really? Mitsune-san, you were the person who set Sempai up to be beat up the most these last four years. When you weren't setting him up, you were teasing him for money. Do you think that you have any right to him? And Kaolla, my best friend other than Sempai, how long did it take you to stop trying to blow him up? I love you all like sisters, including Naru-sempai, but I will not step aside again for anyone or anything. I've been in love with him since my thirteenth birthday. It broke my heart when he started dating Naru-sempai, and now that they've broken up, I'm going to take this chance. Kami, I hope this doesn't make me sound like a bitch, but I love him more than life, Can any of you say that?" At this, Shinobu ran up the stairs crying.

Watching the bluenette ran up the stairs, Kitsune let out a low whistle, "Who'd have thought that Eep-chan would've had that brewing inside of her?"

Motoko shook her head sadly, "She was right, you know? Every single word she said was absolutely true."

"Shinomu has really grown up, hasn't she?" Kaolla observed. "She would make a great sister wife with me. I'll take her and Onii-chan back to Molmol and marry him. We'll eat lots of hot sex and bananas!" She finished before bouncing off to her room. Kitsune and Motoko both shook their heads.

"Shinobu requested that we don't interfere during her date, but she didn't say anything about flirting ruthlessly before her date," said Kitsune craftily. "Watch out, Kei-baby, you've got a fox stalking ya!"

Smiling for the first time all day, Motoko agreed, adding, "It wouldn't be honorable to not at least make an attempt before everything is settled, would it? All is fair in love and war!"

Later that evening, Naru had a hard time eating as the other four residents of the Hinata-sou took turns flustering Keitaro with their attention. Shinobu made one of the best dinners that Keitaro had eaten. Kitsune swore that the young chef had channeled Morimoto* himself. As for the drunken fox, she was surprisingly sober, wearing a tight, low-cut shirt that gapped enough for Keitaro to notice that she wasn't wearing a bra. Not to be outdone, the resident samurai had exchanged her usual outfit for a lovely and elegant dress that hugged her now-noticeable curves. She made it a point to lovingly refer to the former ronin as "Keitaro-san," which flustered him even more. The topper happened when Kaolla placed herself in his lap and asked him if she could sleep in his futon tonight. All four girls removed the princess from her perch on the now-unconscious manager's lap, carried her into the kitchen and began lecture her on how a lady should act.

Motoko was first, "I thought we agreed, Suu-chan that no one would try to have sex with Keitaro-san until they were official with him."

This was news to Naru, who sputtered, "You mean that you all want to have sex with Keitaro? I couldn't imagine wanting to do something like that. It's so shameless and disgusting."

With a sad look on her face, Kitsune said gently, "And that, Naru-chan, is precisely why you are Keitaro's ex-girlfriend. If you never wanted to become one with him, could you honestly say that you were ever in love him? I've wanted him for a long time now. Why do ya think that I like to make him touch me? It's partially because Ah love the reactions that I'd get from you and Kendo Girl there, but mostly because he has such strong and gentle hands and eyes. He makes me feel safer than any man I've ever been around."

"It's the same for me, Naru-san," Motoko interjected. "When I was punishing him with you, it was to take my mind off the feeling of having his arms around me when I collapsed after our first duel. I know that he had no romantic or sexual intentions for me in that embrace, but all I can think of at night in my room is how wonderful being held by Keitaro-san felt, and I want to feel more and more of his warmth. I would willingly give him my first time."

Shinobu sighed, "I'm sure everyone here knows how I feel about Sempai. There is absolutely nothing that I wouldn't do for if he were to but ask. I would marry him tonight and give myself to him fully if that is what he wanted. It's all I can do to keep myself from dragging Sempai to his room and having my wicked way with him."

Naru was aghast, "Kitsune, what the hell have you taught this girl? She sounds more you that she does our Shinobu."

Furious, Shinobu countered, "Number one, the only one I belong to is Sempai. Two, I am SEVENTEEN years old. I am a senior in high school. I have been listening to girls at school talk about this for years. Three, there is nothing wrong with having sexual desire for someone you love."

"Eep-chan's got ya there, Sug," Kitsune laughed. "Besides she's not even the second biggest pervert among us, is she, Mo-chan?" She asked a rapidly flushing Motoko. "Someone, I won't name names, but someone writes some steamy loves scenes involving her and a glasses-wearing handyman. I'll give ya a hint, it ain't me. Ah'd rather act it out than write about it," she finished with a drawl.

Just as Motoko was going to make a violent move toward the free-lance author, Kaolla broke the tension by asking, "Can we go back to eat? I'm starving," punctuated with her stomach growling loudly. It was great timing too because Keitaro had come to, and was about to walk into the kitchen when he heard the laughter. Upon entering, he saw the blonde princess rubbing the back of her head as the residents in the room chortled.

Sensing the tension in the air, he asked, "Is there something I missed?"

The girls laughed again, and Naru said warmly, "It's nothing, Keitaro. Suu was just making us laugh."

Kitsune sidled up to him and with a sexually flammable gaze, said, "That's not exactly true, Kei-baby. We were just telling Junior Julia Child* (nodding at Shinobu) here that the game is on."

For once Keitaro understood what she was saying without elaboration and shuddered. He thought, 'So much for a peaceful life."

To Be Continued…

A/N: Sorry that it took so long to get something published. I really will try to get something up sooner than once a month, but life and the Muse make it difficult. Additionally, don't worry this is still a KeiXShinobu story, but it wouldn't be Love Hina if the other girls didn't complicate things, now would it?

*Morimoto Masaharu - Famous Japanese chef

*Julia Child - Famous early American TV chef