This is my first Love Hina fic ever, so please don't get mad at me if I get something wrong. If I do, please tell me nicely in a review. Thanks. Read and Review-I hope you enjoy!
Sacrafices For Love
By: Mitsukai
Chapter 1: Why? Why Keitaro? Why do you stay?
"You PERVERT!!! Get back here!!" Naru jumps out of the hotsprings, with a towel haphazardly wrapped around herself, she chases Keitaro while waving a fist at him.
"I didn't mean to! I swear!!" He runs through the halls of Hinata House, panting and holding onto his towel. "I didn't look!!"
"Right, when a guy has the oppertunity to look at a girl when she's practically naked, he doesn't look. Sure Keitaro, I believe you." She continued to chase him.
Up ahead Keitaro was just so concerned about getting away from Naru that he wasn't watching where he was going. Shinobu was walking down the hallway, carrying a huge basket of clean, right off the line, laundry. The basket was piled so high with clothes that Shinobu had a hard time seeing over it, so she didn't see Keitaro running right at her.
"Keitaro, ahead of you-...."
"Huh?"
"Too late."
Keitaro plunged into Shinobu at full force. The basket went flying into the air and the clothes-just washed-went with it. Shinobu fell backwards onto the floor, landing on her back, plus something landed on her. Keitaro landed right on top of her, head on the middle of her chest, body between her legs. His towel, went flying with the rest of the laundry.
"S-Sempai?'' Shinobu looked at her manager with a red face-obviously embarressed.
"I'm so sorry Shinobu! I didn't mean to! Let me help you." He stands up and offers his hand to her to help her up. He didn't realize that he had dropped his towel, and that Shinobu wasn't looking at his face anymore.
Naru was watching and all the sudden saw that Keitaro was completely naked, standing in front of 13 year old Shinobu. She clenched her fists and grabbed a towel. She walked over and wrapped it around Keitaro's middle.
"She's only 13 Keitaro!! You Pervert! Did this moron do anything to you Shinobu?"
She blushes, "N-no, it's okay. I really didn't see anything anyway." She starts to pick up the scattered laundry and puts it in the basket. "Looks like I have some more clothes to wash."
"No you don't Shinobu,...Keitaro's going to do it!"
"Huh? Naru? I can't wash the clothes!" Keitaro turned to look at Naru. "I have too many chores to do as it is!"
"Yes you can, you'll be helping out Shinobu. It's the least you can do after giving her a full frontal view!"
"Hai, fine." He bends down and picks up the last remaining pieces of clothes.
"Oh, and Keitaro?"
He turned to look at her, "Yes, Naru?"
"You also have to clean the hotsprings today." He nods, still holding a certain piece of clothing in his hand.
"Keitaro, what's that in your hand?"
"C-Clothes,...what about it Naru?" He looks at her and then at the piece of clothing in his hand. He unfolds the garment and looks at it, eyes locked onto it.
"You Pervert!! Gimme that!!"
"Uh, this is yours?" He looks at her innocently, ..."It has to be washed, it's dirty-you don't want it." He takes another look at the clothing and then back up at Naru.-"I'm sorry, I didn't-here!" He throws the clothing at her.
"Don't ever touch that again! It's intimate!!"
"It's just a bra.." He looked at her-confused.
"Exactly why YOU shouldn't touch it!!" She stormed away, clutching her bra in her fist.
"What? I was only going to wash it for her? What uses could I have for it?" He shakes his head and turns to Shinobu,"I'm sorry."
"It's okay Sempai."
"I'm still sorry, I didn't mean to." He picks up the basket and walks down the hallway, staring at the floorboards.
"I know, I know Sempai." Shinobu walks in the opposite direction, towards the kitchen to start preparing dinner.
Later that day, after Keitaro had cleaned Hinata House from top to bottom, inside, out,..he finally got some time to relax before dinner. He got dressed, and was sitting at his desk, notebook or rather, sketchbook out in front of him. He had a picture of Naru on his desk, one that he had found in her room on the floor, he took it-so far she hasn't noticed it's gone. He stares at the picture, she's smiling and sitting on a swing, suspended from a sakura tree. She looks so happy and like a different person from the one Keitaro knew. He had to draw her. He sat there drawing a picture of her based on that photo, when he finished he didn't think it looked like her at all. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Keitaro are you busy? Can I come in?" Naru's voice filtered in.
"Uh, yea. In one second." He put the picture away and his sketchbook. He replaced those items with textbooks and notebooks. He then put on a face that gave the impression that he had been studying. "You can come in."
She walked in and looked down at him, eyes slightly relaxing from being to tightly narrowed. *At least he's been studying, maybe I was too hard on him,...maybe I should apologize....* She walks over to him and sits down in front of him.
"Um,...Keitaro, can I talk to you?"
He stares at her, a bit timidly. "Yea, sure Naru..what is it?" His face looks a bit pale, and his eyes watery.
She doesn't notice that he looks a bit unwell, "I-I just wanted to let you know that dinner is ready..yea,..that's it. Dinner's ready." She nods as if trying to convince herself and walks out the door. Leaving a bewildered Keitaro staring after her.
"What was that about?" He shakes his head and then starts to make his way down to the dining room.
*I just couldn't tell him. I don't know, but the way that he was looking at me, I just couldn't come to say it. Maybe one day I will be able to.* Naru thought to herself as she entered the dining room.
Dinner ended and Keitaro had to do the dishes, like normal. Never a break for the Apartment Manager. Doing dishes at Hinata is harder than what some people think, other people don't have Koalla Su hanging on them while their trying to work.
"It's such a beautiful night, the moon's so full and pearly. The stars luminate the sky!" *sigh* Keitaro leaned against the window frame straing at the night sky. He had changed into his pajamas, pants and a long-sleeve shirt. He had his glasses off. He was going to bed soon and didn't want to forget to take them off.
"But even the prettiest of things have flaws." His mouth curved down in a frown. "I must tell them all soon. If I tell them later it could make it all worse."
"Tell us what?"
Keitaro jumped as he heard Naru's voice. He had turned around and she was there. How she just turned up out of the blue all the time sometimes really freaked him out.
"N-Naru,...how long have you been there?" He looked at her with worried eyes.
"Long enough, tell us what Keitaro?" She rested her hands on her hips.
"N-Nothing Naru. Nothing at all." He moved and stood in front of his desk drawer, appearing to be hiding something when really all he wanted was to escape her penetrating glare.
"Would it have something to do with what's in that drawer?" She moved closer.
"N-no.." He looked at her nervously. *If she sees that picture, I'm dead.*
She pushed him aside and pulled open the drawer, revealing it's contents. She picked up the picture and the sketchbook, which was open to the page with Keitaro's drawing of Naru. *Damn, I forgot to close my skecthbook, I'm dead...*
She held the items and looked up at him with watery eyes. "Would you like to explain this?"
"I-I'm so so sorry Naru, I didn't mean to!! I swear!!"
"No, for once it's okay. I'm not mad."
He stared at her and blinked,* has she been smoking something? Usually now I'd be getting punched and flying through the air in a moment.* "Why not?"
"Because, you have actually drawn a really good picture of me. It looks like I am looking in the mirror." She smiled at him, for once giving him a compliment-of some sorts.
He stares at her, "What you say is not true."
"What do you mean?"
"That picture that I drew of you, it doesn't look like you."
"Are you saying that you think I am ugly?"
"N-no!! That's not what I am saying!"
"Sure!" She winds up and throws a fierce punch at Keitaro which sends him flying out the window and landing in the hotsprings below. He hits the water and floats to the surface, but he doesn't move. Naru looks out the window and looks down at him.
"Keitaro!! This better not be a joke." No response. She runs downstairs and wades into the water to Keitaro. She puts him in her lap, still half submerged in water. She then sees that blood is running out of his nose and at the side of his mouth.
"Keitaro!! Are you okay? What's wrong?" She holds him to her, keeping him above the water. Her eyes turning cloudy.
He looked up hazily into her eyes, "That girl in the picture doesn't look like you, because that girl looks happy, and I have yet to see you truely happy."
"Oh, Keitaro...."
His eyes then close, and his body goes limp against hers. His head falls into the water, but Naru catches him and holds him to her chest. His chest softly rises up and down in rythemic time, sleeping. A tear falls from her eye and lands on his cheek.
"Oh Keitaro, what have I done to you?"
The next morning Naru woke up beside Keitaro's bed. She had stayed up practically the whole night, watching him. She looked at his sleeping form. He looked almost cute with his glasses off and laying there in bed.
She hit herself in the head "Now's not the time to be thinking of Keitaro like that. He's not well and I'm thinking like that, I disgust myself..."
In the bed beside her, Keitaro begins to stir. He opens his eyes and sees Naru hitting herself. "Naru, what are you doing?" His voice was low and he yawned a couple of times.
"Oh, Keitaro? Your awake? I was just making sure that you were okay, that's all." Blushes with embarressment. She walks over and sits on the chair by his futon." How are you feeling?"
"Okay, I guess."
"Um,...Keitaro? Can I ask you something?"
"Yea, sure. What is it?"
"With all that we-I-put you through, why don't you leave us? Why do you stay?" She stares into his eyes and a slight breeze from the window behind her tousled her hair.
"Why do I stay Naru?" He grinned and blushed. "I thought you of all people would be able to figure that one out."
"Because of obligation?"
"No."
"Because you have no where else to go?"
He laughed. "Partially, but no."
"Then why? I have no idea."
"I'll let you think of that one. My reason you should be able to figure out at some point in time soon. It will become clear to you eventually."
Sorry everyone that's where I am ending it for now. More will come later, it will get better as it goes along. I promise. Well, thanks for reading and please review.
Sacrafices For Love
By: Mitsukai
Chapter 1: Why? Why Keitaro? Why do you stay?
"You PERVERT!!! Get back here!!" Naru jumps out of the hotsprings, with a towel haphazardly wrapped around herself, she chases Keitaro while waving a fist at him.
"I didn't mean to! I swear!!" He runs through the halls of Hinata House, panting and holding onto his towel. "I didn't look!!"
"Right, when a guy has the oppertunity to look at a girl when she's practically naked, he doesn't look. Sure Keitaro, I believe you." She continued to chase him.
Up ahead Keitaro was just so concerned about getting away from Naru that he wasn't watching where he was going. Shinobu was walking down the hallway, carrying a huge basket of clean, right off the line, laundry. The basket was piled so high with clothes that Shinobu had a hard time seeing over it, so she didn't see Keitaro running right at her.
"Keitaro, ahead of you-...."
"Huh?"
"Too late."
Keitaro plunged into Shinobu at full force. The basket went flying into the air and the clothes-just washed-went with it. Shinobu fell backwards onto the floor, landing on her back, plus something landed on her. Keitaro landed right on top of her, head on the middle of her chest, body between her legs. His towel, went flying with the rest of the laundry.
"S-Sempai?'' Shinobu looked at her manager with a red face-obviously embarressed.
"I'm so sorry Shinobu! I didn't mean to! Let me help you." He stands up and offers his hand to her to help her up. He didn't realize that he had dropped his towel, and that Shinobu wasn't looking at his face anymore.
Naru was watching and all the sudden saw that Keitaro was completely naked, standing in front of 13 year old Shinobu. She clenched her fists and grabbed a towel. She walked over and wrapped it around Keitaro's middle.
"She's only 13 Keitaro!! You Pervert! Did this moron do anything to you Shinobu?"
She blushes, "N-no, it's okay. I really didn't see anything anyway." She starts to pick up the scattered laundry and puts it in the basket. "Looks like I have some more clothes to wash."
"No you don't Shinobu,...Keitaro's going to do it!"
"Huh? Naru? I can't wash the clothes!" Keitaro turned to look at Naru. "I have too many chores to do as it is!"
"Yes you can, you'll be helping out Shinobu. It's the least you can do after giving her a full frontal view!"
"Hai, fine." He bends down and picks up the last remaining pieces of clothes.
"Oh, and Keitaro?"
He turned to look at her, "Yes, Naru?"
"You also have to clean the hotsprings today." He nods, still holding a certain piece of clothing in his hand.
"Keitaro, what's that in your hand?"
"C-Clothes,...what about it Naru?" He looks at her and then at the piece of clothing in his hand. He unfolds the garment and looks at it, eyes locked onto it.
"You Pervert!! Gimme that!!"
"Uh, this is yours?" He looks at her innocently, ..."It has to be washed, it's dirty-you don't want it." He takes another look at the clothing and then back up at Naru.-"I'm sorry, I didn't-here!" He throws the clothing at her.
"Don't ever touch that again! It's intimate!!"
"It's just a bra.." He looked at her-confused.
"Exactly why YOU shouldn't touch it!!" She stormed away, clutching her bra in her fist.
"What? I was only going to wash it for her? What uses could I have for it?" He shakes his head and turns to Shinobu,"I'm sorry."
"It's okay Sempai."
"I'm still sorry, I didn't mean to." He picks up the basket and walks down the hallway, staring at the floorboards.
"I know, I know Sempai." Shinobu walks in the opposite direction, towards the kitchen to start preparing dinner.
Later that day, after Keitaro had cleaned Hinata House from top to bottom, inside, out,..he finally got some time to relax before dinner. He got dressed, and was sitting at his desk, notebook or rather, sketchbook out in front of him. He had a picture of Naru on his desk, one that he had found in her room on the floor, he took it-so far she hasn't noticed it's gone. He stares at the picture, she's smiling and sitting on a swing, suspended from a sakura tree. She looks so happy and like a different person from the one Keitaro knew. He had to draw her. He sat there drawing a picture of her based on that photo, when he finished he didn't think it looked like her at all. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Keitaro are you busy? Can I come in?" Naru's voice filtered in.
"Uh, yea. In one second." He put the picture away and his sketchbook. He replaced those items with textbooks and notebooks. He then put on a face that gave the impression that he had been studying. "You can come in."
She walked in and looked down at him, eyes slightly relaxing from being to tightly narrowed. *At least he's been studying, maybe I was too hard on him,...maybe I should apologize....* She walks over to him and sits down in front of him.
"Um,...Keitaro, can I talk to you?"
He stares at her, a bit timidly. "Yea, sure Naru..what is it?" His face looks a bit pale, and his eyes watery.
She doesn't notice that he looks a bit unwell, "I-I just wanted to let you know that dinner is ready..yea,..that's it. Dinner's ready." She nods as if trying to convince herself and walks out the door. Leaving a bewildered Keitaro staring after her.
"What was that about?" He shakes his head and then starts to make his way down to the dining room.
*I just couldn't tell him. I don't know, but the way that he was looking at me, I just couldn't come to say it. Maybe one day I will be able to.* Naru thought to herself as she entered the dining room.
Dinner ended and Keitaro had to do the dishes, like normal. Never a break for the Apartment Manager. Doing dishes at Hinata is harder than what some people think, other people don't have Koalla Su hanging on them while their trying to work.
"It's such a beautiful night, the moon's so full and pearly. The stars luminate the sky!" *sigh* Keitaro leaned against the window frame straing at the night sky. He had changed into his pajamas, pants and a long-sleeve shirt. He had his glasses off. He was going to bed soon and didn't want to forget to take them off.
"But even the prettiest of things have flaws." His mouth curved down in a frown. "I must tell them all soon. If I tell them later it could make it all worse."
"Tell us what?"
Keitaro jumped as he heard Naru's voice. He had turned around and she was there. How she just turned up out of the blue all the time sometimes really freaked him out.
"N-Naru,...how long have you been there?" He looked at her with worried eyes.
"Long enough, tell us what Keitaro?" She rested her hands on her hips.
"N-Nothing Naru. Nothing at all." He moved and stood in front of his desk drawer, appearing to be hiding something when really all he wanted was to escape her penetrating glare.
"Would it have something to do with what's in that drawer?" She moved closer.
"N-no.." He looked at her nervously. *If she sees that picture, I'm dead.*
She pushed him aside and pulled open the drawer, revealing it's contents. She picked up the picture and the sketchbook, which was open to the page with Keitaro's drawing of Naru. *Damn, I forgot to close my skecthbook, I'm dead...*
She held the items and looked up at him with watery eyes. "Would you like to explain this?"
"I-I'm so so sorry Naru, I didn't mean to!! I swear!!"
"No, for once it's okay. I'm not mad."
He stared at her and blinked,* has she been smoking something? Usually now I'd be getting punched and flying through the air in a moment.* "Why not?"
"Because, you have actually drawn a really good picture of me. It looks like I am looking in the mirror." She smiled at him, for once giving him a compliment-of some sorts.
He stares at her, "What you say is not true."
"What do you mean?"
"That picture that I drew of you, it doesn't look like you."
"Are you saying that you think I am ugly?"
"N-no!! That's not what I am saying!"
"Sure!" She winds up and throws a fierce punch at Keitaro which sends him flying out the window and landing in the hotsprings below. He hits the water and floats to the surface, but he doesn't move. Naru looks out the window and looks down at him.
"Keitaro!! This better not be a joke." No response. She runs downstairs and wades into the water to Keitaro. She puts him in her lap, still half submerged in water. She then sees that blood is running out of his nose and at the side of his mouth.
"Keitaro!! Are you okay? What's wrong?" She holds him to her, keeping him above the water. Her eyes turning cloudy.
He looked up hazily into her eyes, "That girl in the picture doesn't look like you, because that girl looks happy, and I have yet to see you truely happy."
"Oh, Keitaro...."
His eyes then close, and his body goes limp against hers. His head falls into the water, but Naru catches him and holds him to her chest. His chest softly rises up and down in rythemic time, sleeping. A tear falls from her eye and lands on his cheek.
"Oh Keitaro, what have I done to you?"
The next morning Naru woke up beside Keitaro's bed. She had stayed up practically the whole night, watching him. She looked at his sleeping form. He looked almost cute with his glasses off and laying there in bed.
She hit herself in the head "Now's not the time to be thinking of Keitaro like that. He's not well and I'm thinking like that, I disgust myself..."
In the bed beside her, Keitaro begins to stir. He opens his eyes and sees Naru hitting herself. "Naru, what are you doing?" His voice was low and he yawned a couple of times.
"Oh, Keitaro? Your awake? I was just making sure that you were okay, that's all." Blushes with embarressment. She walks over and sits on the chair by his futon." How are you feeling?"
"Okay, I guess."
"Um,...Keitaro? Can I ask you something?"
"Yea, sure. What is it?"
"With all that we-I-put you through, why don't you leave us? Why do you stay?" She stares into his eyes and a slight breeze from the window behind her tousled her hair.
"Why do I stay Naru?" He grinned and blushed. "I thought you of all people would be able to figure that one out."
"Because of obligation?"
"No."
"Because you have no where else to go?"
He laughed. "Partially, but no."
"Then why? I have no idea."
"I'll let you think of that one. My reason you should be able to figure out at some point in time soon. It will become clear to you eventually."
Sorry everyone that's where I am ending it for now. More will come later, it will get better as it goes along. I promise. Well, thanks for reading and please review.