Author Note: Sorry that this chapter may be shorter or unamusing. See, its during the Christmas Holiday's, Christmas Eve to be exact, I post this chapter. There may be spelling mistakes, parts that don't make sense, and you might lose interest. But I'd like to thank Samhan and my over 400 viewers for their support.

Kaeda Aoyama

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Hair: Black

Eyes: Gray

Kaeda's mother Motoko left her at a very young age. Kaeda's father took care of her until she was 15 yrs old–he was than murdered by the same sword class Motoko was in. Kaeda has vowed to avenge her father as she wants to kill her mother. During one of her battles she accidentally disrupted a sanctum and was punished with the it has two bane curses: She turns into a young child when she kisses a boy and changes back through simulation or kissing a girl. She can turn into two beasts depending on whether she's angry or sad Kaeda's different from her mother. She has grown strong liking to men as her father raised her, she prefers to use two swords instead of one, Kaeda has no plans of being a swordsman and just wants her sword to be a momentum of defeating her mother.

Love Hina Bara

Chapter 7: The Truth

Ichiro was sweeping the floors of the Hinata House's corridors. Ichiro was grunting too himself. He thought he could pose as a worker until the time came, however, he didn't prepare for Ian to work in a large estate.

" Ya missed a spot," Kaeda's voice articulated him.

Ichiro turned around and saw Kaeda, teenage girl wearing a dominatrix, his heart skipped a beat.

" Well, hello there, little lady," Ichiro said in a seducing manor. " What's a young girl like you doing in a vacuous place like this?"

Kaeda blushed as Ichiro speaked. She found a mirror on a desk right of her and picked it up. She examined her face through the mirror, believing she changed, but sighed in relief and put the mirror back where she found it.

" Well, hello there, Ichiro," Kaeda talked as her cheeks were still blushing. " Have you seen Daisuke-kun anywhere? There's something I need to talk too him about."

" Daisuke-kun?" Ichiro asked, his voice a little averse. " W-well...I don't know where he is. Man, when am I gonna be someone's 'kun'?

" Daisuke...!" The voice of Kimza was heard moaning in some room around them. " Daisuke..."

" What the hell is that?" Ichiro indecently asked.

" I don't know," Kaeda had quip. " But I think it's coming from..." Kaeda went up to Ichiro and pushed him aside–he was in the way of a door. " ...Here."

Kaeda opened the room–there was Kimza and Daisuke–they were doing a debauch act.

" Oh-my-God," Ichiro spelled out, he saw Kimza pressed against a wall and raised up–Daisuke kissed a helpless girl on the lips.

" You two..." Kaeda gulped, she saw Kimza and Daisuke in their unethical state.

Ian was at the front of Aimi's house. Ian looked nice, wearing a casual black jacket, blue jeans, groomed his hair back and put jell in it. He held a thorn free rose in his right hand.

The door opened to Aimi's house. Aimi bedazzled Ian. Her long orange hair blowing in the breeze. She wore a red tank top and low-cut beige cargo shorts, as well open-toed sandals. Ian noticed how she put lipstick on. Blood dripped down Ian's nose, he tried covering, unbeknownst to him, Rina was watching him behind a green bush.

" That's right pervert," Rina snickered. " Take a gander at her and all her magnetism. In the animal kingdom: you'd be her bitch. And soon you shall blurt out every dirty thought in your mind."

Flashback:

You're mine." Rina's face grew into a wicked smile. Her true intentions were revealed, she held a book out, a glimpse at its cover: Hypnotism Ian's face grew dreary, his arms became lifeless, eyes turned white. " You're mine. You're under my control."

The lifeless body of Ian didn't move. Rina thoroughly checked his pockets for anything of value. She found two notes hidden in Ian's jacket and pulled them out. She than studied their contents:

I was wondering… hoping…you and I could talk some more.

Sure. My house is 567 Bara Road. My phone number: (785)-489-1209. Perhaps…maybe… we can talk a little…

Sure. I'll be at your place at 6 p.m.

" So, you actually have a date, pervert," Rina smirked. " I could make you forget about her...but that wouldn't work; you see her everyday at school. Well, maybe, ah." Rina looked straight into Ian's blank eyes, opened her mouth...

Flashback End

" You're doomed to fail, you pervert," Rina thought. " You shall hurt this girl, it'll hurt yourself, and I'll be there to worsen your grief. I'll finally make you so depress–you'll want to leave the Hinata House. "

Ian gave Aimi the rose. Aimi's face burned red, the backhand of Ian's arm touched her skin, as she took the rose from him and sniffed in its pollens.

" Well, I was thinking of somewhere we could eat. But than I thought that would be stupid seeing as we're going somewhere big." Ian reached his right hand out and grabbed Aimi's arm. He could see her cheeks blushing red, however, mistaked it for uneasiness." Come on. I'll guide you."

Ian slowly walked away as he held Aimi's hands. Aimi never touched another person's hand and was a little petrified, but allowed Ian to lead her on. Meanwhile, Rina stealthy followed close behind.

Ichiro and Kaeda were both uneasy.

Daisuke moved them to the dinner table and had Kimza stood left of Daisuke–he sat on the other end of Ichiro and Keada.

" So, you're basically a lolicon?" Kaeda unnervely said.

" No," Kimza said in the kitchen. " This was my idea. Daisuke-kun tried to stop me."

" Dammit, enough with the 'kun'," Ichiro thought. " You're making me feel unwanted."

" See, its merely our break," Daisuke assured. " Sex has been known to be an energizer: it helps with blood pressure, boosts immunity, burns through calories, helps strength the heart, can also strength self-esteem, and strengthen's Pelvic Floor Muscles. In our workplace, me and Kimza's relationship is only logical."

Kaeda and Ichiro both looked at their teas, bringing it close to their mouths, but not before Kaeda asked, " So, how's your relationship?"

" It's alright. We are able to stay up and help each other with our work, we've achived so much, and Kimza will be the mother of my child."

Both Kaeda and Ichiro both squirted tea from their mouths. They were taken by surprise. Both Kaeda and Ichiro "gasped" in what air they could find.

Ichiro gasped in all the air he needed, glared back at Daisuke, yelled, " What the hell man?!"

" Huh?" Dasiuke replied.

" Have you not been wearing a condom?! Did you in pregnant that little gir–"

Ichiro's glass shattered. Ichiro looked at Kimza– a gun pointed at him because she didn't like his tone.

" Kimza, they have the right to know," Daisuke calmly spoke to Kimza, she lowered her gun. " See, I'm following in my mother's footsteps, but in a different angle. My mother had me through artificial insemination of someone she's probably never known. I however think Kimza would be the perfect specimen–I believe her strength and wisdom shall be an important key to a child of mine.

Daisuke reached his left hand out and rubbed Kimza's hair. It surprised Ichiro and Kaeda, Kimza literally smiled.

" D-Do..." Kaeda stumbled to say.

" Man, do you at least love your bitch?" Ichiro finished the sentence for her.

Daisuke at first didn't reply. He reached to the left, picked Kimza up, put her on his knees. Daisuke grabbed Kimza around her waist and hugged her gently. " She is the tulip in my garden. The only copycat of my life, and my avidity." Daisuke quickly pecked the top of Kimza's head. " Of course I don't love her."

" WHAT?!" Ichiro and Kaeda unison.

Daisuke pulled his chair back, Kimza jumped off his lap, the two walked away. Ichiro and Kaeda were left to process what had happened.

" He doesn't love her," Kaeda thought. " He's just using her."

" Man!" Ichiro hollered. " Those-two-are-crazzzzyyyy!"

Ian and Aimi were in the middle of a park.

It was night time, crickets and other insects were making noises, Ian arranged for them to be there, he had a blanket out and a wooden basket.

" Sorry I couldn't take you anywhere else, Aimi," Ian said, he rubbed his head. " Money's a real nuisance to me right now." Ian let go of Aimi's hand, but still stared into her eyes. " But... maybe if we can meet again... I can take you somewhere you want to go."

Ian said what was in his heart–Aimi was already sitting on the blanket.

" Come...Come here Ian..." Aimi said rather hesitantly, she still had androphobia holding her back. " Please sit with me."

Ian didn't take a moment's hesitation. He walked up and sat near Aimi. Both were staring into each other's eyes, thinking about their next moves, they laughed at the same time.

Meanwhile, Rina was hidden by one of the many trees and observing Ian, hoping he'd make a mistake.

" He can't stay happy for much longer," Rina thought. "

" I told ya, somewhere big," Ian mellowly laughed.

" Yeah," Aimi sighed, no sound of hesitation, her cheeks were pale and no longer red. " To tell you the truth, I thought you'd take me to a movie, a fancy restaurant, or even the fair."

" Nah. When I get old and hopefully married, I want something I can do routinely with my wife everyday. I think the parks a perfect place."

" Really?" asked.

" Yeah. I've also have this strange feeling... this very park... I've been here before. But I couldn't remember, and the only reason I remember now is you."

Aimi took out different kinds of foods: apples, little slices of dog meat in a plastic container, white rice in a bowl, vegetables, and plastic water bottles. Aimi laid a bowl of rice on the ground, got into a prayer stance, than prepared to help herself using her hands...

" Hold it," Ian interrupted Aimi's moment. " Aimi, I do have chopsticks. I think you should use chopsticks for your rice."

" Chopsticks...?" asked rather hesitantly.

" Ah, have you ever used chopsticks, Aimi?" Aimi fiddled with her fingers, stared at the ground. " Have you ever used any cutlery, Aimi."

" ... Does my hands count?"

" Really?!" thought out loud. " You've never used cutlery for your food?"

" Well, my family believed our hands were our most important tools."

" But if your hands are dirty, you could get a food borne illness," Ian replied. " Oh, here." Ian used his chopsticks, picked up a massive ball of rice, moved it to her mouth. " Here, have a bite of mine."

" Ah, are you sure?" Aimi asked.

" Trust me."

Aimi willingly opened her mouth. Ian teased her a bit, pretended it was an airplane, moved it side by side, till it reached her mouth. Aimi than swallowed the rice ball whole. As she did, Ian kept smiling.

" He's different," Aimi thought as she chewed. " Now that I have a better look, I don't feel the same fears I would around any other man. Plus his smile... it warms my heart."

" IAN!" Three loud obnoxious voices yelled.

" We came for you!" One voice yelled.

" Oh, fuck," Ian moaned, than flinched, realizing what he just said, " Oh, sorry for the foul language, Aimi."

Aimi was startled, she smiled, said, " It's okay."

The three boy's Ian ran into on his way to school showed up–they carried steel lead pipes and had angry looks on their faces.

Ian stood off and brushed himself of dirt. " Sorry Aimi. I'm gonna have to teach these fools a lesson. "

Ian got off the blanket, however, Aimi held him by the arm.

" Please, Ian, let me fight them," Aimi asked for.

" Ah, okay,"

" What the hell is that idiot thinking?" Rina thought, " How can he let a girl fight those brutes?"

Aimi stood in front of the men. Each one stared at her with lubricious snares.

" Well well," The boy on the left said.

" Ian would actually send his date to fight us," The boy on the right taunted.

" He must be desperate," The one in the middle taunted.

" Judging by your actions, how you handle your weapons, I say I'll be done with three moves," Aimi calculated out loud.

The one on the right raised his pipe up high, over his head, glaring down at Aimi, yelled, " DON'T THINK THAT, YOU BI..."

Ian and the three hoodlums "gasped"; Aimi caught the pipe while it was close to her face. Aimi moved the pipe forward, a phony smile on her face, she said, " I don't like cocky boys."

Aimi released the pipe and it hit the hoodlum in the face. Both boy's couldn't face–Aimi took control of the situation. She dived down and punched the one in the left between his legs.

" My god!" Ian thought. " What happened to the timid and sweet Aimi I thought I knew?"

The one in the middle was left gawping, both his friends were groaning on the ground. The man dropped his pipe and raised his finds in a grievance.

" Please don't hurt me!" The hoodlum begged with his arms out. " I swear, I'll leave and never come back, you'll see."

" Well... I would've let you go..." Aimi reached behind the man's head and stroked it, he was blushing, Aimi pulled herself to his head and stucked his face in her cleavage.

" This girl!" Rina thought. " Even I wouldn't do that!"

Aimi grabbed both sides of the man's shoulders, he fell down. His head hit the ground first. Aimi landed on her feet, unharmed. She than walked back to Ian while patting away the parts of her body the man touched.

Aimi came back to Ian, clapped her arms together, kneeled down, saying, " Sorry you had to see that, Ian. It's been so long since I was in a fight."

" So long?!" Ian shouted unwittingly. " That was unbelievable! Even I couldn't fight as good as that!"

Aimi's cheeks burned red. She uncontrollably rubbed a lock of her hair. Than she refocused on Ian and fiddled with her fingers.

" Um, I know you tried so hard, but can you please take me home?"

Ian and Aimi were at the door too Aimi's house.

Aimi was in her house, Ian stood outside. Ian stared his head down in shame.

" Ah, sorry things couldn't workout as I hoped, Aimi," Ian symphonized. I'm also sorry you had to carry me here when I sprained my leg."

" It's alright," Aimi said. " The atmosphere in the park was beatitude, and you're pretty light."

" Thanks... can we do another?" Ian said.

" Huh?"

Ian rubbed the back of his head, laughing to himself. " Y'know, we write another day and spend it together. Whatcha say?"

" Hmmm... Okay." Aimi reached into her pocket, took out a pen, and wrote what she needed to write on the paper in an instant. " Here."

Ian was handed a piece of paper, and he examined its contents:

Friday, 8: 00 P.M. meet me at the Hojato Theater. I hear they're having an opening to a new Sci-fi movie.

Ian turned the paper around, write what he wanted on the paper almost instantly, and handed it over to Aimi. Aimi examined its contents:

Sure. I do have work that day, but I can come all the same. I just have to work a little harder, right?

Aimi pressed the paper against her chest. She than slowly closed the door to her house, but waved to Ian as she did.

Ian couldn't help but wave back at her.

Rina however was upset, crushing the bark off a tree she was near, thinking to herself, " My plan should've worked!" Flashback

" Here me Ian. Until tomorrow morning, you'll always act, say, and do whatever's in your heart. You won't hesitate, never think about what you're about what you're doing, just do it. And... you're mine."

Rina raised her arms down. Ian's eyes returned to their normal color.

" Rina?" Ian said.

" That's right. Now get dressed for your stinkin' da–"

Ian grabbed Rina by her waist and pulled her close to him. He embraced her with a hug. " ... I love you."

Rina's cheeks blushed red. Ian rubbed his head gently against her. Rina was entrapped by Ian's hidden emotions. However, Rina smirked through her mouth.

" I hate you."

Rina lifted her head up and kissed him patiently on the lips. Her arms were behind his head, his arms behind her waist, both lips locking together.

" It's a good thing he won't remember anything tomorrow," Rina thought. " I would hate to have petty emotions for a pervert like him."

Flashback End:

Rina opened the door to the Hinata house and rushed in. She saw Yue along the way, in the kitchen, making something near a hot stove. Yue sadly put the food, er, cripsy black things in the garbage. That's when she noticed Rina in the hall.

" Hey Rina," Yue greeted. " I have dinner ready. Want some?"

" Hell no. Your food taste like crap," Rina said grouchily.

" Boy troubles huh?" Yue figured out.

" Whatever. Where is everyone?"

" Well, Daisuke and Kimza just left to listen to another conference. Foxy and Kaeda got some kind of illness after eating my food. Ian's still on his date. Toru's sleeping with the rest of your animals in the den, er, wilderness. And Ichiro's looking for something." Yue stopped cooking and walked to the hallway. " Hey, wanna watch a movie? I hear there's this bloody gore ninja movie I know you'll love."

" No thanks," Rina sighed. " I'm just gonna go to my bed and study."

Rina moppily walked up the stairs of the Hinata House. Yue didn't wait until she was all the way upstairs to speak.

" Study my ass."

Rina laid on her pink cushioned bed in her room. Rina had plastic weapons of the old era on her wall: nunchucks, mace, katana's, arrow's, and spears. Her floor and feiling had painted pictures of her famous characters: Bruce Lee, Inuyasha, Hellsing, Asura, and Madara. Rina looked at her book: Hypnotism. Rina open the book to the middle page and ripped it in half.

" Well, that was money well spent," Rina grouched, she tore the book into pits of paper and tossed it over her head. " But at the end of the day, it doesn't really matter. One day, I will get Ian Urashima will be kicked out of this house, I swear on my life."

Ichiro was in a random room. He looked through desks, cupboards, under tables, and even through chandeliers. Ichiro couldn't find what he was looking for.

" Dammit!" Ichiro cursed. " If I can't find it soon, my ass is toast."

Day's till Ian finds his true love: 88

End of Chapter 3,Volume 2