Hina Digger Chapter 9, a Love Hina + Gold Digger Crossover fanfic

And so Gina's Stand makes an appearance, thus dashing the dreams of the beloved women of clamp for a Yaoi Pairing.

keitaro: WHAT?!?!

But anywho, things are picking up, and another fan favourite is set to make a...slightly different appearance this time round.

To Nanya: Well yeah, why do you think the tunnels of Genn's temple were all wrecked in the first place?

To HolyKnight5: One can only hope...in Hitsuzen...

To Dragon Man 180: The Beloved women of clamp created a JoJo doujin staring the son of Jotaro Kujo (undeniably male) and Kakyoin Noriaki (Pink hair, but male) called Jota Kujo, who hatched from an egg. Yeah...You read right. Gotta love the clamp ladies huh?

To OBSERVER01: How can she not fall in love with him? He's Keitaro!

To DeadpoolMcDuck: But of course! but it'll take a while for the flying tutrle to cross the ocean so you'll have to wait a while.

To Diablo200030002002: Seeing as Naru's set to go slashy the ronin slayer later on, that might come to pass. As for the others...well, kitsune's always good for a laff, Mutsumi honestly loves him and as for the Amalla idea...well, maybe next time Gina goes to MolMol she'll mention a...politcal marriage.

To DragonienandShikamaru: The owner of The World is indeed an enemy...of sorts, but it gets complicated later on. Afraid Rook and Julia's fight remains the same...only Julia will have something a LITTLE different on her side this time round. *Hint: The Greatest Frenchman That Ever Lived*

Chapter 9.

While Keitaro was quite grateful to still be counted amongst the living, the oddly flesh like coils of Gina's Stand preferable to whatever awaited him at the bottom of the cliff, it didn't stop him from realizing there was still a major pressing concern to be dealt with, namely a certain satanic rodent that was currently leaping through the air towards his cornered companions.

With a grunt, the Ronin wrapped both hands around the beige gauntlet securing him to the others, placed his feet against the wall of the ravine, his own Stand appearing alongside him as they kicked off and upwards, rising into the air with a yell, still bound by Gina's Stand, until they were right beside the startled demon. Before it could do more than gape at the Ronin with a 'WTF?' expression in it's beady little eyes, Keitaro's Stand grabbed the unholy horror by it's naked, wormlike tail, spinning it like a bola before hurling it right at a pillar on the opposite side of the chamber.

The demon, caught off guard and dizzy from it's unscheduled ride on the retaliatory carousel, ploughed through a stone column like a hot knife through butter, it's aura melting the stone as it went, but doing nothing for the blunt trauma that came from crashing into several stone walls on the way. "And STAY out!" Keitaro snapped at it, his Stand vanishing to wherever it went when not in use, even as gravity laid claim to him again, "YAAAAH!!!!!"

"Hold yer horses there, Indiana." Cheetah scoffed, grabbing Keitaro by the scruff of his neck before he could fall past them again "Nice follow through, but I think you need to work on your one-liners a bit."

"Sorry…not used to being the guy GIVING them." Keitaro admitted, scratching the back of his neck with a weak chuckle, blinking as he looked down, eyeing the abyss below warily "Uh…Cheetah-san…?"

Cheetah snorted, but consented and placed the Ronin back on solid ground, where he was promptly tackled by a concerned Gina, who began feeling him over for 'injuries', whilst the others looked on in bemusement. It didn't help that her Stand kept wrapping it's coils around him either.

"Man, why does all the weird shit happen when I team up with you girls?" Ace chuckled, pulling his trademark cap over his eyes with a smirk as he discreetly looked away from the screaming Ronin, wondering why the dude was bugging about 'tentacle rape'. Stripe, a little worried for his friend, merely nodding in agreement, noting the look in Cheetah's eyes and deciding to stay as close to the pilot as possible to ward of any…ministrations.

"In any case…" the lord of El Dorado coughed, getting everyone's attention "We should probably get out of here before that…THING," he shuddered in the direction Keitaro had hurled their vermine opponent "decides to come back for round two."

"The exit is this way…" Genn pointed out, hovering near a passage, the Rakshasa's face lighting up with a relieved smile as Keitaro finally managed to escape Gina's 'check-up', flushing like mad and, for some reason, pulling his fly back up "we should have a straight run to the surface from here…"

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two days later...Hinata city.

"Hinata-sama…" the head of the Hinata City Council greeted, glad to have the length of the council table between them as the matriarch sat down before him "I believe we have some news…"

"Do you now?" Granny Hina wondered, her tone good-natured as always, belying the fact she'd just punted one of the councilmen through a wall; admittedly a very THIN one, a wise investment on the councils behalf, but a wall nonetheless.

"Uh…yes…" Vetinari muttered slowly, subtly making sure his back was to a window, less resistance that way. "One of your…business contractors in the middle-east…Iran to be exact, just sent in a report, one of your weapons trade deals has…how should I put it…gone under?"

"Really now?" Hinata asked, her tone curious, though Vimes heard the telltale lighting of a fuse somewhere. NO-ONE messed with the Urashima family's business…those that did tended to...disappear.

"Yes…" Vetinari continued warily, not averting his eyes as he flipped through the word sheet before him, having memorized the contents already "We believe the American archaeologist/scientist Gina Diggers was involved."

"Gold Digger…" Hina muttered, a small frown coming to her face as she held her chin "I'd heard that Theodore's little girls were getting around lately…" she shrugged, "Ah well, Akbar's convoy was only one deal going on at the time."

"The thing is Hina-dono…" the elder continued, pushing a picture forwards that Vetinari had handed him earlier, watching as the councilmen passed it down like a hot potatoe "One of her companions…well, look for yourself."

Granny Hina did so, running her eyes over the blurry, sand torn photo that had been delivered via satellite, eyes widening as she recognized the bespectacled, messy haired man that was running away from an enraged battle camel.

"Of course by the time we got in contact with Akbar, Gold Digger and her companions had already departed." Vimes supplied, only to blink as Hina stood up, thanking them with a stiff bow, before walking away without another word.

'Of all the people to have run into!' the Urashima matriarch muttered, her mind reeling with the consequences of this turn of events 'Julia might be an agreeable sort, but if Theodore tries to convert Keitaro to his way of thinking…' she scowled, marching down the corridor to her car, where Haruka and Kanako waited. Steps would have to be taken, for Hina was not one to let twenty years of preparation go to waste.

Rubbing his nose from a slight sneeze, Keitaro staggered into his room at the Diggers' home, or rather, his room in Gina's vast underground complex, riddled with security systems that seemed to have been programmed to take random potshots at him just for the heck of it, though on an admittedly low setting compared to the 'Frag-a-thon' Gina saved for actual intruders.

He collapsed on his bed, moaning as he tried to see if he was still, in fact, in one piece, the aching of his mutinous muscles oddly reassuring considering his low pain threshold.

After the incident at the chasm, they had managed to traverse the cavern unopposed. The real problems kicked off when they finally made it into the daylight, only to find Akbar and his goons waiting for them with veritable smorgasbord of artillery aimed at the entrance, ranging from machine-guns to RPGs…all Silver Plated.

Needless to say, Cheetah got the workout she was looking for.

'I wonder how much all that equipment cost?' Keitaro wondered, recalling how Akbar had been left weeping in the middle of a pile of smoking shrapnel that had once been his entire convoy 'Though I have to agree with Cheetah-san…the camel was pretty tasty.'

After leaving a significant mark on the illegal arms trade, they'd used one of Ace's contacts to charter a plane back stateside, which would've been more bearable if it weren't for the fact it was shipping cattle. The in-flight movie was nothing but Barney reruns too. Major suck-age

Needless to say, after refueling the Gina-mobile (at ridiculously over-inflate prices), and gunning back to California, narrowly dodging a fleet of police cruisers, Gina was quite glad to see her own front door, a feeling Brittany agreed with heartily. This ended the minute the door opened and one of the service-bots presented them with a stack of credit card bills, which according to Gina, weren't due till next month.

Deciding that, at that moment, he wanted to sleep more than anything else, and with Gina too preoccupied with trying to formulate a 'cure' for the curse to notice, the exhausted Ronin had slipped away to his room, dodging the odd stray projectile from the ever cheerful security system on the way. With a sigh he closed his eyes, slipping into the merciful embrace of slumber, blissfully unaware of the chaos set to erupt.

In Gina's lab, the silence was broken by the sound of a containment unit opening, emitting bursts of steam and random clicks. Lying on the floor of the unit, a slender being slowly opened its eyes, blinking in the harsh, artificial light of the room as it struggled to pull itself to its feet, feet that, until a second ago, it hadn't had, shivering as what felt like slime dripped off it's naked frame.

"Where…am I?" the figure wondered, a slender hand rising to its head, a decidedly feminine groan rising from it's throat as it, SHE, looked around the silent lab in confusion "I'm…in the lab…" she muttered, blue eyes blinking in confusion "That's right…I'm…Gina Diggers…" she winced, long blonde hair covering her face "No…I'm Brittany Diggers…" She stumbled, leaning against the wall of the unit for support, revealing a figure somewhere between Gina and Brittany's height, with a frame similar to the were-cheetahs, if more slender. "No…" She muttered, pushing her blonde hair out of her face to reveal a single black stripe running over her eye like a tattoo "I'm BOTH!"

Pushing off the wall of the tank, recognizing it as one of her, one of Gina's inventions, the strange woman took in her situation, eyeing the unconscious forms of Genn, in neutral form, Brittany and Gina with confusion and, for some reason, malice. "I know them…but I'm not them…" she noted, staggering past them, using her, or rather Gina's access codes to open the door of the lab, traversing the hallways unchallenged, the security systems confused by her DNA as she made her way towards Gina's room. "My head's killing me…" she muttered, a slight chill in the corridor causing Goosebumps to race across her form "So many conflicting memories…"

She paused by one of the doors, gazing at it in confusion even as Gina's memories filled in the blanks "Kei…taro?" she mumbled, both of the Diggers' memories calling up the image of the smiling, brown eyed Ronin that had fallen into their lives, a warm flush rising to her cheeks as she recalled some of the more…juicier memories, namely the candid camera shots Gina had of him without his knowledge.

"Hmm…I wonder if he really is as cute asleep as I…Gina, remembers." She chuckled, creaking the door open and slinking into the darkened chamber, grinning as she espied the ronin passed out on the bed "Oh he's making this WAY too easy." She snickered, slipping into the room and sidling up to the bed with the grace of a cat, most likely Brittany's influence.

"He's even cuter up close…" she noted, gazing down at the Ronin's messy hair and resting, almost childlike expression as he dozed, thoroughly exhausted from the events of the past few days "and he smells good too…" she noted, a light flush coming to her cheeks as Cheetah's inherited sense of smell detected the strangest combination of chocolate and spice that was Keitaro's natural scent.

Looking over her shoulder, the composite being promptly, and with great care, lifted the slumbering Ronin off the bed and pulled the covers down, placing him back onto it only after she'd stripped him of his clothes "I'll sort those two out later…" she promised, a devious smirk on her features as she climbed into the bed with him "For now…let's see just how responsive he is…"

Gina groaned as she was roused from her tantalizing dream of being waited on hand and foot by an army of well-cut guys in revealing waistcoats and shorts by the incessant poking of her younger sister. "Whuh…what is it…?"

"I take back everything I ever said about that 'kooky' idea of yours." Brittany replied with a smirk, leaning on the base of Gina's machine as she watched her sister come to her senses "It totally worked! I don't feel the curse anymore! We're FREE!"

"It did?" Gina wondered, surprise lining her features for a nano-second, before perking right up and beaming as she gripped the 'lapels' off her bodysuit like braces "Of course it worked! Am I good or what?"

"Hey, Genn!" Brittany called out, walking over to the moaning Rakshasa as Gina continued to preen, knowing from experience that she'd ramble on for a good minute or so "One of Gina's schemes actually paid off! Our troubles are over!"

"I'm glad for you…" the shape shifter replied with a grunt "Though I wish she'd thought to warn me about the energy discharge BEFORE she activated the device!" He shook his horned head to clear it, only to blink as he caught sight of the empty tank of protoplasm.

"Zoinks! Where'd it go?!" Gina yelped, sticking her head into the booth, eyes widening in alarm and a little fear. Protoplasm was dangerous stuff on it's own, she didn't want to think what combining it with an ancient magical curse would do.

"Maybe there's something on the security vids…" Brittany suggested, crossing over to one of Gina's many terminals and pressing a few buttons to call up the video feed "Dammit…where's the damn…GINA?!"

"ZOINKS!" Gina squeaked, flushing magenta and pushing her sister out of the way as one of her 'secret' videos, a certain hentai film Keitaro had mentioned in passing, started playing on the monitor "Sorry about that, forgot that was still in there."

"You hormonal little…" Brittany muttered, flushing as she imagined her and a certain prince of El Dorado going through the same things she saw on the film, only to cut off as the security vids started playing back "Hey, who the heck's that?"

"Jinkies! The protoplasm came to life!" Gina exclaimed, watching as a curvaceous figure, somewhere between her height and Cheetah's impressive build, crawled out of the tank, steam rising from lightly tanned skin, the lab lights glinting off her long, golden hair. "Too bad the videos aren't set up for audio." The scientist muttered, only for her eyes to widen in alarm "Hey! She used my personal access code for the door!"

"Say what? I thought you had DNA scanners for that stuff?" Brittany muttered, watching in confusion as the figure stumbled out of the lab, her gait eerily similar to her own "And why isn't the security system reacting?"

"Hey! That's Keitaro's room!" Gina exclaimed, leaning on the counter in alarm as the mysterious woman hovered outside the door, gripping her head in one hand, only to enter said chamber after peeking inside "Zoinks! Come on Brit!"

Keitaro moaned in his sleep, his body slowly loosening up, the fatigue from the trials in Iran and Genn's temple slowly seeping out of his frame as his healing factor was allowed to do its thing. The Ronin didn't know why it seemed to work faster whenever he rested, but he'd never been one to complain about it before, and wasn't about to stop now.

As he drifted between slumber and waking, his mind moving through a comforting haze, he was dimly growing aware of a presence beside him on the bed. Reaching out with a hand, trying to ward off whoever it was that was trying to wake him, the Ronin frowned as said member came in contact with something soft yet firm, which earned an approving gasp from the figure, one that sent shivers down his spine as his mind processed the shape and texture of the object.

'Circular…rather soft too…' he noted, his mind moving at a snails pace 'pretty plump' he noted, his other hand grasping a second shape next to it's twin, before squeezing the foreign objects several times, earning soft moans from whatever it was 'a little heavy…D-cup…?'

The second those words entered his head, the Keitaro O.S shifted to full Defcon-4, his eyes snapping wide and his body seizing up as he gaped at the dual handfuls of cleavage in his frozen hands. With a monumental effort, he managed to drag his eyes away from the twin peaks up towards the summit, his eye wide as he caught sight of the woman's smile and the stripe over her eye. "Cheetah…san?" he stammered, only to yelp as she pressed her lips onto his own, his eyes widening further as he struggled, failing against the woman's enormous strength, her hand coming to the back of his neck to hold him in place, the other reaching down to grope his bottom.

"Mmmm…" his assailant purred, releasing his lips with an audible smacking noise, leaving the Ronin's head to loll dazedly as she traced a finger over his lips "You're a pretty good kisser…Keitaro."

"You're…not Cheetah-san…" the Ronin breathed, taking a closer look at the woman, cursing the fact he'd taken his spectacles off. He couldn't make out her features in the dark, but her voice alone was enough to assure him that this wasn't Gina's little sister.

"Quick on the uptake too." The woman chuckled, leaning in close and nibbling his neck, causing his skin to crawl "I like that, but your half wrong…for I am Cheetah…but at the same time, I'm not…" she grinned "For one thing, Cheetah wouldn't have the nerve to do…THIS!"

Keitaro blinked, only to squawk indignantly as something slipped into his pants and started fondling away, his blush threatening to set the whole room alight. "Oooooh…!" his assailant whistled appreciatively "Gina's memories weren't exaggerating after all! How do you walk around with something like this in your pants, you horn dog you?"

Keitaro couldn't reply, his throat refusing to make any noises outside of choked, gurgling sounds as he lay there, completely overwhelmed by the situation, even as the woman began trailing kisses down his neck. A small part of his brain was screaming at him to run away before Murphy decided to get his ass in gear and strike him down, but another voice, one that had been growing in strength since he started living with the Diggers, was telling him to take it like a man.

"I'm going to rock your world, Keitaro…" his assailant whispered, her breath tickling his ear as she slowly clambered on top of him, holding him down with her weight, causing him to wince as she sat on his growing bulge "Hold on tight…Hm?"

Keitaro closed his eyes, at that moment not really giving a damn what happened next as he laid back, the woman slowly pulling his pants down between them. Then the lights snapped on, blinding him, followed by a choked yell from his assailant as her weight vanished from his waist, leaving him as hard as ever, but with no signs of relief in sight.

'Why do you hate me God?' the Ronin whimpered, even as the shouting he'd long expected started up at the foot of his bed, prompting him to reach out to his nightstand for his glasses. Blinking the last of the blindness away, the former Kanrinin could only gape at the sight of a ruffled looking Cheetah holding a struggling, naked woman off the ground by the scruff of her neck, whilst Gina gaped into the room from her position in the doorway, having turned on the lights.

"Well now, what do we have here?" the lycanthrope wondered, eyeing her thrashing captive carefully as she took a quick, cursory whiff of her scent "You smell like me…but at the same time you smell like Gina."

"Lemme go!" the woman snarled, thrashing around like a snake in a rumba convention, only for Cheetah to tighten her grip on the scruff of her neck "AH! I knew I should've dealt with you two when I woke up!"

"Jinkies! She looks just like us!" Gina exclaimed, drawing in close to gaze at their captive in alarm "My eyes, my hair, Cheetah's build and stripe…" she ran her eyes over the woman "She's like a composite of both of us!"

"So what, she's a clone?" Brittany asked, only to frown as her captive scoffed, having finally calmed down somewhat, crossing her arms before her chest, which while not as bountiful as Brittany's was still pretty damn impressive.

"Hardly," the woman shot back "A clone is nothing but a carbon copy of the original. I possess the best of both of you, Gina's brains, Brittany's brawn…and both of your accumulated memories…I know you better than you know yourselves."

"Cocky little copycat aren't'cha…" Brittany muttered, shaking the interloper with a growl, earning a shocked gasp from Gina, who motioned for her to stop "Not only that…but you REEK of that curse that's been hounding us since we ditched Iran!"

"Remember the purpose of the protoplasm?" the interloper shot back snidely, a smug little smirk that both sisters were guilty of using forming on her face "A little game of 'keep away' with powers beyond your understanding, wasn't it?"

"She's right…" Genn noted, slipping into the room and eyeing the intruder warily "The Curse is there…somewhere in the back of her mind, it's influencing her…making her HATE you both…" he gripped his head staggering against a concerned Gina "Sorry…it's a bit of a mess in there…she hates you…but at the same time she loves you on a level that surpasses my reasoning.'

"Sneaky little snitch…" the composite woman grumbled, blushing slightly as she glared at the Rakshasa as Gina helped him to a chair "Peeking where you don't belong, and you say you're not male…"

"Don't blame Genn for being what he is!" Gina chastised, though her eyes showed only concern as she turned to address the woman "I'm not going to ask what you were doing in here…" she cast a glance due Keitaro to find the Ronin sitting up dazedly on his bed, trying his best to cover himself and failing admirably "But I can't hold you responsible for your actions…it's the curse that's manipulating you."

"If you mean my desire to kill you and mother-Brittany, then you're absolutely correct." The composite shot back with a smirk "However, you can't blame a curse for my trying to see what Keitaro's like in the sack…that's YOUR genes in action, Mother."

Gina flushed scarlet, sputtering incoherently about the thought never crossing her mind, only to trail off from three sets of knowing gazes. "A-anyway!" she stammered, turning her back to Genn and drawing closer to the captive clone "I can help you!" she insisted "I can dump the curse into another batch of protoplasm without the side-effects! You can be free!"

"Pretty words…" the composite muttered, looking away to hide the doubt in her eyes from the shorter blonde "But how do I know you won't just blast me with a lethal dose of bio-electricity while I'm in the booth?" she lowered her head "That's what I'd do…"

"Gina-san isn't like that!" Keitaro called out, startling the others at his tone as they turned to regard the Ronin, who was standing up awkwardly, his…problem, having not quite died down yet "If you really have her memories, you should know better than anyone she isn't the type to kill someone!"

The composite looked at the man she'd assaulted not minutes ago in awe, noting the concern in his chocolate brown eyes with a faint rush, before looking away. "I…I want to believe it…" she stammered, her body trembling "But...it's like…I can't…!"

She blinked, eyes widening as Gina stepped right up to her and embraced her, arms wrapping around her neck in a loving, protective embrace, the smaller woman's hands stroking her hair in a manner Brittany…SHE always loved as a child.

"It's alright…" the shorter blonde assured her, tone soft and caring, as she continued to stroke her hair "Keitaro's right…I'm not going to let anything happen to you."

The woman trembled, part of her wanting to wrap her arms around the smaller blonde and return the hug…the other wanting to use her inherited Were-cheetah strength to snap her spine like a twig, only for her eyes to widen as Cheetah released her grip on her neck and joined the hug, looking back to see the exasperated smirk on the lycanthropes face.

"Man…trust Gina to find a way to turn a fistfight into a group hug…" she muttered, shooting the beaming scientist as look as she shook her head "But she's right…you're family…and I don't hurt my family."

Trapped between her, for lack of a better word, parents, the composite woman could only tremble as, within the very core of her being, a titanic battle took place. On the one side, the dark energies of the curse surged for control of her motor functions, urging her to vibrate her muscles, to force the dup off her and then finish them off with one final blow. On the other, her feeling of love for the Diggers' sisters compelled her to trust in them, to not hurt them. It was a battle that threatened to spilt her body in two, and it certainly wasn't doing Genn's headache any favors.

In the end, as is often the case during stalemates of this level, the two opposing forces worked out a compromise.

Gina and Brittany yelped as their, daughter/sibling/clone, suddenly shifted into high gear, her frame blurring into motion, throwing them to opposite sides of the room, before turning on her heel and racing out the door so fast it slammed shut behind her.

"Damn! She's getting away!" Cheetah yelled, leaping to her feet and taking off after the copy, only half catching Gina's plea to 'Not hurt her'. "WHOO!" she whistled, racing just around the corner just in time to catch sight of her target "You're pretty fast!" she complemented, actually breathing hard as she traversed the underground complex, just behind her prey "But not…fast…ENOUGH!"

With a last grunt, she grabbed the startled clone's arm, throwing her, admittedly with less force that she would have earlier, into the floor of the hallway, leaning on top of her to keep her pinned down "Fast as me huh?" she taunted, only for her smirk to drop as she looked into tear stained eyes, wracked with conflicting terror and anger "H-hey now…"

"I…I can't…" the composite stammered, her eyes wild, torn between her fear of hurting the lycanthrope and her equally burning desire to do exactly that "Have to…get away…don't want…can't…won't...!"

"E-easy there…" Brittany stammered, trying to comfort her 'just how did you refer to a clone anyways?' before she freaked out any worse "Gina'll figure something out…she usually does, even if it blows up from time to time…"

"I…I…" her captive stammered, only to lash out at her with a desperate yell "GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Cheetah leant back out of the way of the blow, wondering just what the hell was taking her sister so long, only to pale as she found herself looking down the barrel of a gun she'd somehow missed in the woman's hand, only her superior reflexes allowing her to tilt her head out of the path of the bullet "JEEZUS! You trying ta kill me?!" she snapped, rolling away from the stunned woman, who was staring at the gun in her hand in disbelief "And where'd you get that peashoot-ERK!"

Whatever Brittany was about to say was cut off as something drilled into her shoulder blade, knocking her on hr face with a yowl as she clutched at the aching wound with her good hand, hissing as she felt smoke rise from the wound. 'Fffff*$#!' she hissed, twisting on the floor in agony as her muscles tried to force the invading body out 'Oh F%$# that hurts!' she grit out, teeth clenched tight as her skin refused to close properly 'A magical bullet?! Where the hell'd she get one of those?!'

"I…I didn't mean to…" the woman stammered, staring down at the yowling were-cheetah and the gun she'd somehow drawn out of thin air, holding it to her chest, unable to believe what just happened, fighting down the urge to gloat over the injured woman.

"Finish her…" a dark voice whispered in the back of her mind, a dark, sinister voice that spoke of millennia of experience and control "Finish her, and then Gina too…take what's theirs and make it yours…"

"Don't do it!" another voice insisted, this one young, but layered with a strength of will that was both alien and familiar at the same time, the voice seming more natural than the first "You don't want to do this!"

"Shut up…" the woman hissed, resting her forehead against the barrel of the gun, her eyes shut and teeth clenched as she felt a migraine build up behind her eyeballs "Shut up, shut up, shut up-!"

"Jinkies! What happened here!" Gina yelled, running up to the group with her eyes wide, taking in the sight of her injured sister and their panicked doppelganger "Cheetah! Are you okay?"

"Do I LOOK okay to you?" the lycanthrope ground out, tears in her eyes as her healing factor tried to force out the bullet, "Bitch's packing magic bullets…shot my from behind even though I dodged the shot."

"I…I didn't mean to…" their doppelganger stammered, her eyes wide with disbelief as the urgings of the curse demanded she target the older sister "I…the gun just went off and…I don't even know where it came from…"

"It's alright…" Gina insisted, holding her hands up to show she was unarmed, stepping softly around her injured sibling as she walked towards her composite double "Just calm down…we can work this out…"

"No we can't!" the woman yelled, her eyes hysterical "You keep saying we can talk, that we're family, but we're not! My memories are composites of both of you! But none of them are MINE!" she closed her eyes "I don't even have a name! I'm nothing!"

"You're wrong." Keitaro called out, rounding he corner with a recovering Genn over his shoulder, his eyes gentle behind his glasses "I used to think I was nothing too…less than nothing, because that's all people told me I'd be." He looked towards the Diggers sisters, "Then I met Gina-san and Cheetah-san…and their father, Dr. Diggers-sensei, and they showed me that I mattered as a person, that even a loser like me had a place in their family."

"Keitaro…" Gina and the composite breathed, blinking as they realized they'd done so in tandem, even as the Ronin stepped forwards, a kind smile on his face as he looked the panicked doppleganger in the eyes.

"So don't go saying you're life isn't your own." He insisted, "And don't let that curse keep you from having the family you deserve…sisters shouldn't fight after all." He chuckled, knowing from personal experience just how scary such fights could be.

"Sisters…?" the composite repeated, looking desperately between the assembled people, her eyes wide and confused, as if she was trying to wrap her mind around the anwer to life itself "They're my…sisters?"

"We are…" Gina insisted, smiling at her and holding out a hand, the other on her chest "I know this must be so confusing, but Brittany and I shared so many things together, sharing them with you just means we're that much closer." She drew closer, "And as for you name, since you share traits from both of us, it only makes sense to do the same with your name…welcome to my family…Brianna Diggers."

The woman…Brianna, blinked at her sister, eyeing the shorter blonde in disbelief, wanting to believe her more than anything else, the malign whispers of the curse urging her to aim the weapon in her hand and pull the trigger, to put a bullet between those baby blues, to silence that loving smile. As Gina drew closer, she paused, eyes widening as the gun was raised, slowly, to aim at her, only for her eyes to widen as Brianna aimed the weapon at herself.

"Don't move!" the newly named Diggers sibling ordered, her eyes desperate as she cocked the hammer "I…I don't want to hurt you…but I can't fight this thing forever!" she smiled, a sad, heartfelt thing as she gazed at the horrified expression on Gina's face "I…I just don't want to hurt you…sis." A tear trickled down her cheek as she tightened her grip on the finger "I love you."

"No!" Keitaro yelled, leaping forwards desperately, cursing as his Stand reacted, far too slow, knowing that even with it's reaction speed it was still four meters between him and Brianna, and the hammer on the gun was already falling.

Abruptly, familiar emerald coils lashed out, pulling the gun upwards and holding the startled Brianna captive as a familiar plated face formed behind her, Gina breathing a sigh of relief as she leant against the wall, her hand extended towards her restrained sibling.

"I had my friend there attach itself to you when we hugged." The scientist explained, nodding to her Stand for emphasis "I didn't want to take the risk of you hurting yourself…or anyone else, because of the curse."

Brianna, her eyes wide in confusion, stared at the slimly, technorganic coils of Gina's spirit, 'Stand' her mind corrected, recalling Keitaro refer to it as such during a conversation with Genn, flinching slightly as they wrapped around her naked frame, suspending her off the ground like something out of a B-movie. Her gun, held tight in her restrained right hand, was being held straight up at the roof to prevent her blasting her brains out by a beige armored gauntlet. "Well…this is awkward…" she noted, looking down at herself with wide eyes as Gina flushed slightly "Kinda kinky tho', wouldn't you say, Kei?"

Keitaro, his eyes punching through his spectacles at the sight, merely let out a choked scream and keeled over backwards, face redder than a baboon's ass, a concerned Genn fighting down a blush as the Rakshasa's ESP picked up on the images racing through the Ronin's mind.

"So f-ing KEY-UTE!" Brianna snickered, a similar look on Gina's face as they giggled at the Ronin's expense, though Gina had the decency to look embarrassed "So what now?" the composite asked.

"Well…first we need to get Cheetah to a med-lab." Gina muttered, turning her attention to her sibling, who had fallen into a healing sleep to handle the pain "Then I have to do something about that curse..."

"Perhaps I can lend a hand with that." A familiar voice stated, the sisters blinking as Dr. Theodore Diggers stepped out of a Dimension Door, Tark and Mesha in tow, a knowing twinkle in his eye as he quirked an eyebrow at his daughter "My, you certainly know how to get yourself into trouble Gina."

And that's about as good a place as any to sign out for now.

I'm probably gonna be flamed so hard for altering the Biranna birth scene, but think about it, when does anything go according to script wherever Keitaro goes?

Also, for those who asked: Stand Stats will be included as of next update, starting with Keitaro. Since the GD cast is mostly american, expect names in western format, sorry for all you sticklers out there.

That said, Keep on Reviewin'!