A/N: Hey, people. School is starting on Monday. I kinda took a little three-day break, too, since Tuesday, and I'm sorry about that. But, the good news is that now I can write some Japanese and I know how to make an origami paper gun. Sorry if it seems like I was slacking off, but I just got a bit of writer's block. Also, I think I am going to put this story on hiatus. I've been having so many ideas for 'The Ki Chronicles'. I've been forming the storyline in my head and also in my to-do list app I'm using as my story idea log. Also, for those of you who were wondering, I actually type all my stories on my phone now. My dad got me an Apple Bluetooth Keyboard a while ago, so I can type as fast as on a computer, maybe faster (for me). I don't want to disappoint anyone, but I haven't gotten any FanFiction activity since the new chapter of my story, so I don't know if I'm sounding too egotistical or just needing time as an author, so I feel kinda discouraged. Hopefully, I get a constructive review! Anyway, STORY START!

September 20-Hey, everyone. Sorry I haven't posted this chapter after that huge wait. I'm embarrased to admit it, but I actually forgot about this chapter for a while. Go ahead, tease me! I don't really mind if anyone were to make fun of me over that. Remember that everything I said before this 'September 20' update was from the weekend before school started, which was in August. Anyway, now is STORY START!

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From last time:

'What's wrong, Kei-kun?' he heard in his head.

'Well, Mutsumi-chan, Motoko-chan challenged me to a fight and I don't know how to let her down easy. If I ignore her, she'll come after me, but if I go, she's going to pressure me to do my worst to her, and then she'll feel ashamed that she lost to me,' he explained to her via telepathy.

'Oh, that is a pickle. Hmmm...' she said.

'Oh, man, that was fun! I just got first place! And not a scratch on me! I beat Kitsune-san!' Shinobu's voice mentally shouted cheerfully.

'Whoa, Shinobu-chan! What got you so happy? You got first place in the racing game?' Mutsumi asked.

'Yeah! Everyone kept trying to hit me with missiles and lasers and everything, but I kept dodging them and they hit the other two racers! It was awesome!' she explained.

'Wait, you kept dodging?' Keitaro asked.

'Yeah. I used the dodging controls and then nobody could hit me! It was awesome!' she cheered in their heads.

'Wait, that's it!' Keitaro said, an imaginary light bulb appearing over his head.

...

Before anyone knew it, they were back at the place they were staying, whether it was the Hinata-sou or the romance suite of a hotel in Kyoto.

"How did you lose all the girls, Kei-kun?" Mutsumi asked.

"Oh, well, when Naru-chan tried to tackle me, everyone else came in and tried the same thing, so I got away while they were rubbing their heads," Keitaro said, laughing. All three of them were laughing a lot.

"Hey, Sempai, it's almost ten o'clock. Don't you need to go to the duel with Motoko-sempai?" Shinobu asked.

"Oh, yeah. That's right. Hang on, I'm going to get the picture of the Hinata-sou real quick. I need to geo-leap there or I won't make it," he said, looking at the clock.

"Hey, Kei-kun, can we come?" Mutsumi asked.

"Well...I don't know, Mutsumi-chan. What if she finds you two? She might freak out," Keitaro reasoned.

"Pleeeeease, Sempai? We promise we'll hide," Shinobu begged.

"Well...okay. But promise you'll hide yourselves until it's time to come back," Keitaro said.

"We promise," both girls responded at once.

"Good. Now, come on, let's geo-leap there," Keitaro commanded.

Meanwhile, the forest behind the Hinata-sou

Motoko was standing in front of a tree, practicing her katas. She took one slice and felled the tree in one swing. 'Ah, I see I have not gotten rusty for skipping today's practice,' she thought. She heard a rustling in the bushes and turned to see a figure in the darkness. She looked to see the man she asked to show up. She smirked in amusement. "I did not think you would show up, Urashima-san. Prepare to die," she said calmly but with the venom of a lethal snake. She raised her sword and took a slice in the air, saying, "Ougi: Zanganken (Secret Technique: Stone-Cutting Sword)," and causing a wave of deadly light issuing from the arc and flying towards the bespectacled man. The energy hit the ground, kicking up dust. When the dust settled, she was surprised to see nobody there. No cowering man, nothing.

"Huh?" Motoko said, going closer to the spot where the attack landed. There was absolutely no trace of him. 'Where is he?' she thought.

"Motoko-chan, I'm over here," came a voice from behind her. She gasped and turned quickly around to see the man in question standing there where she was staring.

"Wha-? How did you...?" she asked in surprise.

"I thought I told you already. I can control ki," he explained. Motoko just stared in frustration as she comprehended the truth she denied. After a few moments, she shook her head in denial, even after what just happened.

She closed her eyes and shook her head. "No, no, no, it just can't be true! Urashima is a weakling! It just can't be!" she said, taking more slices of ki energy at Keitaro. She was shocked to see that all of them completely missed him. She watched as he jumped over her low strike, ducked under her head strike, spun around her center strike (it would've split a normal person right down the middle), sidestepped her next three strikes, parried her flurry of completely un-dodge-able slices, and even took her katana out of her hand before she could make her fiftieth slice of the Stone-Cutting Sword. She noticed this and looked down to where her katana should have been, only to find out that it was stuck in the ground behind her.

"Huh?! How did you completely dodge all of my strikes? You're a weakling!" Motoko exclaimed.

"Motoko-chan, I can use my ki, you know. I can use it for anything. Watch," Keitaro said. He stretched out his arm, his hand glowing a shade of rainbow that lit up the forest, causing her to flinch from the sudden surge surplus of light reaching her eyes. After a few moments, her eyes adjusted to the multi-colored glow of his hand.

"What is this, Urashima-san? No, now I know you can't possibly be him. New question: who are you and what have you done with our weakling of a manager?" she asked coldly.

"I assure you I really am Keitaro Urashima," Keitaro responded.

"Prove it, liar," Motoko responded, voice colder than previously.

"Well, I know you have a scratch on your back shaped like the hiragana character tsu on your back (hiragana is one of the alphabets in the japanese language. The one most of you are probably thinking of is kanjI, which is a combination of Chinese and Japanese and has about two thousand characters. Lastly, the character tsu in hiragana looks like this: つ. This is all just for your clarity.)," Keitaro said.

"What? How did you know about that?" Motoko asked, alarmed.

"Well, I asked you about it after I accidentally walked in on you once before you put your chest bindings on. Remember?" Keitaro explained.

"That was a couple weeks ago. So, it really is you, Urashima-san. So everything you told me was true?" she asked incredulously.

"Yep. I didn't want to make you feel ashamed that you lost to a 'male'. You know how you are," Keitaro said.

"Yet, you showed up. Why would you hide this?" Motoko asked.

"Well, you know those guys that hurt the people with these powers to control them in an army? Well, I've come face-to-ugly-maw with these evil men. You would not believe how ambitious these people are. They all act stupid, actually. Sure, they're powerful, but they make mistakes too big to miss. For example-GET DOWN!" Keitaro explained, suddenly shouting for Motoko to hit the dirt. She reacted very quickly. Then she turned to see that he had caught an arrow that was apparently flying at her. Then he put his hand out and gripped the air. Then he brought his closed hand down towards himself and a group of guys with crossbows were drawn out of the trees by a big blue hand.

"What do you guys want? I told you, I'm never coming back! Just accept it already!" Keitaro yelled.

"Keitaro-san, put us down or you will be subdued," one of the people commanded.

"By whom?" Keitaro asked persistently.

"Boss Bolt, that's who, you lug nut," another guy said. His voice was deeper than the first guy's. Keitaro then reluctantly opened his hand and the big blue one dissipated, dropping the people inside it.

"Urashima-san, who are they?" Motoko asked suspiciously.

"These people are my ex-coworkers. Then I quit and they decided to leave on a sour note. Now they hate me for quitting. Even though they were the ones who tried to force me to stay. Did you really have to use a cattle prod?" Keitaro explained, turning resentfully to the guys getting up from the ground at the last statement.

"Well, Kei-san, you wouldn't stay when we used the missile launchers!" one of them whined.

"And why would that make me want to stay any more than the cattle prod did?" Keitaro asked.

"Well, we figured that it would make you stay with all the pain," he responded.

"Yeah, right. Why would I want to stay with an agency of jerks? All of you just tried to kill one of my tenants! I tell you, you guys are sitting in a ticking time bomb with the agency. They've become corrupt," Keitaro warned.

"Oh, please, Kei-san. They're not that bad," the third one said carelessly.

"In case you didn't remember, after I stood up to him, Boss Flicker tried to KILL me! All because he was blaming me for losing his boss's socks! Seriously!" Keitaro complained.

"Well, don't worry about it, Kei-san. We came to give you some news. Dark Storm is on the rise again," one man said.

"What? But, if he gets to Japan, he'll destroy every city! You know what, fine. I'll help. But don't bother begging me to come back to the agency, because I'm not coming back," Keitaro warned.

"Nobody is going anywhere until somebody explains what the hell is going on here!" Motoko shouted.

"We don't have time, miss. We must be going now," one of them asked.

Then Motoko grabbed Keitaro's arm and gripped it tight. "No! You are not going anywhere until you explain yourselves!" she demanded.

After a reluctant sigh, one of them gave an answer. He said, "Miss, I'm sorry, but if we explain without going, Dark Storm will-"

"This Dark Storm person does not matter at all to me if I do not know who he is!" Motoko interrupted.

"Come on, guys. Why don't you let her come along? She can defend herself, even against a maniac like Dark Storm," Keitaro defended.

"You do not need to defend me!" Motoko shouted, turning to Keitaro.

"Enough! Alright, you can come along, miss. We'll explain on the way," the guy said urgently.

"You do not have the right to command me around, mister!" Motoko spat vehemently.

"We don't have time for this, Motoko-chan! Just follow us!" Keitaro begged.

Motoko, however, denied. Her words were, "No! I refuse to be commanded by a group of weakling-"

"FOLLOW US NOW!" Keitaro interrupted.

"Gah! Okay, okay, fine!" Motoko submitted, startled by the sudden and completely unpredictable change in her manager's tone. She started following the group of guys.

'Wait, what just happened?' she thought.

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And that's the new chapter. I have to warn you guys that actually like my stories that I only get about four and a half hours to write with my school schedule. And that's without taking out personal time from that amount. So I have not much time to write. That's a huge difference from the fact that I had no school during summer break. Also, like the cliffhanger? Well, I keep getting these ideas for the story of 'The Ki Chronicles'. It's, like, all I can think of. Well, in terms of thinking of stories. For example, I know already how five-sixths of the story is going to go, who is going to appear, what's going to happen, I even made diagrams of many elements of the story. Also, I figured that a piece of advice I got was right: focusing on one story at a time helps with the quality. That's why this chapter was a tad shorter than most chapters. So, this story is on hiatus as of this chapter until further notice. I apologize to those of you who enjoy this story, but I promise you, this is the first story in my queue after that. I really also think that focusing on one story with so much less time to write is a wise choice. Once again, I'm sorry. Bye readers.