Ever Wonder If…

Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina, any of its characters, or any thing Love Hina-ish. Ken Akamatsu does. So thank him for creating this awesome manga series.

A/N: Alright, chapter 15 is a good sign. It means I'm one more step closer to finishing this story! Woo hoo! Of course it also means that it's one more step closer to ending, but don't worry, it won't be for a while now. And for one reviewer who got so freakin angry that I messed it up with some Naruto junk, too bad for him. It was just a little thing that really hasn't resurfaced, and even though he's probably not reading this, I will tell him this – I agree that cross-overs might mess up stuff, but how can you read anime fanfics, especially Love Hina, and not expect Love triangles? I mean, are you brain dead? This story has like a love septagon! Geez…

Anyways, for all you other readers who aren't so silly, on to chapter 15! Please R&R!

"…" Denotes speech

Italics Denotes thought

Bold Denotes sound effects

Certain Sounds:

GOOMPH! Means Fainting

DOOONG! Means Shock

:blah: Denotes time/time change

A scene/scene change is denoted by an extra line.

Chapter 15: The Goal of Honda Hisaki

"KITSUNE!" a voice positively shrieked. "KITSUNE!" Kitsune, however, plainly ignored the shout that was obviously calling for her. She lazed about on the couch watching a horse race.

"KONNO MITSUNE!" Kitsune rolled her eyes. Like calling my full name will make me answer, she thought. I'm not a child, she thought. The horse race suddenly ceased to interest her, and she changed the channel. News…bah, she thought and changed it again.

"KITSUNE!" the voice shrieked even higher. It was very possibly annoying everybody but Kitsune, though none of the other residents said anything. She changed the channel again, shifting her position on the couch.

"AHA! I GOT YOU!" Kitsune turned around and saw a visibly enraged Keitaro pointing a finger at Kitsune. He shook with rage as he came over. Kitsune yawned.

"What is it, Keitaro?" she asked with her hand covering her mouth as she exhaled from the yawn.

"D-don't you 'what is it' with me Kitsune!" Keitaro yelled. "I want to know what the HECK you were doing with that whole Honda Hisaki thing! You're not fooling me again!" Kitsune kneeled on the couch to face Keitaro at eye level.

"Oh? And what do you not understand?" Kitsune asked. She played with Keitaro's hair and ran her fingers over his face.

"I…I was under the impression that I had said 'no' and…will you stop it!" Keitaro shouted again, since Kitsune kept on bothering him by playing with his hair. Kitsune had never seen him so angry (except perhaps when he was on PMS) and though it didn't faze her somewhere deep inside of her stirred. Kitsune did stop and Keitaro continued.

"Look," Keitaro said. "I understand that you may want to help me."

"Uh huh," Kitsune said.

"And I understand you think you have a solution," Keitaro continued to say. "But…"

"But?" Kitsune asked, her face betraying nothing.

"But don't you think you went a little far! Calling me Kei-kun and then…then…."

"Ah, I see!" Kitsune suddenly said. "You're worried about being kissed by me! Ahaha, you're so funny! And perverted too," Kitsune added, after she saw Keitaro flush red and sputter utter nonsense. "Why? You don't want Naru to see you being kissed?" Keitaro blushed an even deeper shade of red, causing Kitsune to chuckle.

"Don't worry Keitaro," Kitsune said, grabbing his cheek playfully while Keitaro still sputtered. "I wasn't Hisaki."

"What!" Keitaro yelped, pulling away from Kitsune. "Than who was? You're lying."

"Secret!♥" Kitsune sniggered. Keitaro rubbed his cheek where Kitsune had been grabbing.

"Was it my sister?" Keitaro asked. Kitsune froze for a split second, but Keitaro caught it, for the first time in his life being perceptive. "Aha!" Keitaro accused, pointing his finger at her.

"Aha what?" Kitsune said, recovering speedily and turning back around to watch TV.

"So it was Kanako that was playing Honda Hisaki!" Keitaro accused. Unfortunately for him, Kitsune was a lot better at planning things to validate her lies and tricks.

"Hello onii-chan!" Keitaro heard someone, who could only be Kanako, call from the doorway. He spun around, ready to descend on her for tricking him when he saw the worst possible sight ever. Right besides Kanako was the culprit, Honda Hisaki himself!

"Ah, I met your beautiful sister Kei-kun," Hisaki said. "Though still not as beautiful as you." He started to come over but Keitaro backed into a corner as fast as he could. "…what's wrong, Kei-kun?" Hisaki asked.

"E-e-everything!" Keitaro sputtered. Wait…he's not Kitsune…he's not Kanako…who is he? Then why would he call me, a girl, "kun?" WHAT IS HAPPENING! Keitaro screamed inside his head.

"Why?" Hisaki asked. "I have just finished reserving our tables tonight at Watanabe's and—" Keitaro felt a stab of cruel irony. Watanabe's…the place where he had gotten…or had he?

"Hisaki…who the heck are you!" Keitaro yelled.

"I told you," Hisaki said. "I'm Honda Hisaki…you know, your boyfriend?" Keitaro fainted.

"Perhaps we went too far, Kanako," Kitsune said, peering at the limp form of Keitaro.

"Nah," Kanako replied, picking up her brother. "My plan is going exactly how I want it." She exited the Hinata-sou dragging poor Keitaro with her.

"Um…what is she planning now?" Kitsune asked wearily. Hisaki stood still. Kitsune examined it.

"You know, I haven't seen this thing up close yet," she murmured to herself. "Coolest looking robot Su's made yet."

"I'm your boyfriend, Honda Hisaki," Hisaki said. Kitsune kicked it.

"Shut up," she said.

Watanabe's

While people pointed and stared at the limp form of Keitaro, Kanako who now was indeed dressed up like Honda Hisaki calmly told the hostess that he had a reservation.

"Oh? What is the name, sir?"

"Honda," Kanako replied.

"Honda…Honda Hisaki?" the hostess asked

"Yes."

"Ok…right this way, sir," the hostess said, and took two menus leading the way. "Err…is your friend quite alright?" she asked, finally noticing the limp form of Keitaro.

"Oh, don't worry. He's just sleeping," Kanako said. She propped Keitaro up in a chair and sat down in the other. "He'll arise anytime now."

"Ok…" the hostess said, still unsure, but she left them anyways. Kanako leaned over and took a smelling salt out of her pocket and waved it under Keitaro's nose.

"Bleah!" Keitaro suddenly shouted, jerking awake. "Eh…Hisaki?"

"Yes….how are you, Kei-kun?" Kanako asked.

"What is this? How did I get here? TAKE ME HOME!" Keitaro yelled. Inside, Kanako felt really sad that Keitaro wouldn't make this easy for her. She sighed.

"Look…I'm just trying to help you, that's all," Kanako said. "And to gain help you must first help yourself. That is what I have decided."

"You…you've decided? How is this helping me at all!" Keitaro yelled. Kanako sighed.

"You're so noisy," she said. "Don't you want to turn back into a guy?" Keitaro stiffened quite suddenly. Erk…a guy? He knows? But then the kiss? NO…he …DID IT ANYWAYS! Keitaro thought in horror.

"Um…thanks, but—" Keitaro began to say but Kanako held him down.

"Brother…it's me," Kanako finally revealed. It was quite a shock and quite comical too, because Kanako's head was on an over-sized good looking buffoon that Kanako had made. Keitaro couldn't help it and began to laugh.

"Onii-chan! What's wrong!" Kanako said, mistaking his laugh for a choking fit.

"I'm…sorry….HAAHAHAHA!" Keitaro laughed out loud, so loud that that other people started to look at their table. "You…just look so funny!" Kanako looked down at herself and realized how silly she must look and quickly put the mask back on.

"Onii-chan…you're very rude!" she commented, sitting down in a huff. Keitaro stopped laughing finally, and settled down. He realized he was laughing because he was so grateful that Hisaki had always been Kanako in disguise. He wiped away the tears that had sprung up.

"kanako…you know that there is no point now to pretend to be Hisaki," Keitaro said after a while. Kanako simply looked away.

"Come on, Kanako!" Keitaro whined, standing up to lean over Kanako. She still didn't say anything. Keitaro sat back down.

"Well I guess I'll just have to eat this yummy steak all by myself."

"Steak?" Kanako asked suddenly. Keitaro smiled, but Kanako covered her mouth. "I don't want any" she said.

"Uh huh…" Keitaro said. She sat cross-legged in defiance. Keitaro flagged the waiter down.

"I would like a grilled steak medium and she, uh, he would like…water for now," Keitaro finished lamely. The waiter wrote it all down on his little notepad.

"Is that all?" he asked. Keitaro snickered to himself.

"No, I would also like a bowl of shrimp-flavored udon noodles, and perhaps if you could make some sweet and sour soup?" Keitaro asked. The waiter nodded and left. (A/N: I have no clue if there is actually a bowl of shrimp flavored udon noodles, but too bad because I just put it in my story so accept it.)

"Onii-chan…." Kanako whispered. "You're too mean!" Kanako suddenly shed her disguise and started to run away, just like the last time they were here. Well, at least this time there was no Narusegawa to confuse him so Keitaro immediately got up to follow.

"Wait! Kanako!" Keitaro cried out, but she refused to stop. Why does it always end with her running away from me? Am I that bad of a brother? What can I do to make it stop? Keitaro thought as they sprinted down the town. Immediately two answers came to mind. I could either accept her love like she wants it (which I won't) or I could just not care. Obviously both options were abhorrent so Keitaro kept on running. There must be a third option he hadn't thought about yet…what if she understood the way siblings are supposed to live? He thought. Of course, he had been trying to do since day one, and a sure heck of a job he had done at that. Maybe if he could examine the reason why Kanako had been or was acting the way she was….

Well, what happened when we were small? He asked himself. Nothing really…she was just my sister. Thoughts and memories whirled in his head, but he can't remember anything that had spurred on the feelings that Kanako apparently had now. There was nothing at all. He had simply cared for her as his sister that's all…wait one freakin minute! He thought about Kanako suddenly as not his sister at all, but one who had been an orphan. And orphanages were never considered nice places to live…perhaps he had been a little too nice to Kanako?

"Bah," Keitaro said. "Who ever heard of being too nice to your sister?" He continued to run, past the onlookers and past the buildings that whizzed by. His only thought was that if he let his sister escape now, he would never be able to get out of this awkward tension he had whenever his sister came by. Narusegawa had once told him something along those lines, but Keitaro had ignored her for good reason, as if it was possible for Kanako to become like that because…because of what? Keitaro analyzed and thought and reasoned, but it only came down to the fact that he had just been a good brother to Kanako.

"That's it!" he cried out loud, stunning the onlookers around him.

"Um….sorry," he said, then continued to chase after Kanako. They were almost at the edge of the city and were approaching the highway that would lead to the countryside.

"Kanako!" he shouted. "Come back!" Kanako twisted her head back slightly but then put on a burst of speed and turned the corner. Keitaro followed, but suddenly she had disappeared. She was gone.

"Kanako? Kanako!" Keitaro yelled, but no one answered. Keitaro sighed. He had failed.

Hinata-sou

"WHAT!" Naru yelled. "THAT WAS YOU!" Kitsune sniggered.

"Of course. Do you think Keitaro would be so bold as to get a boyfriend himself?" Kitsune asked. She wasn't following Kanako's plan, but she figured she owed Keitaro something at least. Plus it was fun.

"Well…no," Naru admitted. "But then…YOU KISSED HIM! EWW!" Naru shouted again. Kitsune laughed.

"You're just saying that because you wanted to kiss him," Kitsune said. Naru blushed a deep shade of red before hotly denying,

"I DID NOT!" Kitsune simply laughed again. They were sitting on the couch watching a movie when Kitsune broke the news, and now she turned back to it.

"Did not, eh?" she said flippantly.

"DO NOT" Naru reiterated loudly. She, however, did not continue to shout any longer and turned back to the movie as well.

"What…" Naru started to ask Kitsune, but suddenly turned away. "Never mind." Kitsune looked at Naru without moving her head.

"Oh? Were you by chance asking what the kiss was like?" Kitsune asked.

"I WAS NOT!" Naru shouted again, this time standing up and clenching her fists in rage. Kitsune only giggled.

"Ah…you're so predictable," she said.

"eh?" Naru asked. "I…am?" Kitsune stretched out before answering Naru.

"Of course!♥" she sang. "If you weren't I wouldn't be your friend." Naru's jaw dropped.

"What!" she asked in horror.

"Kidding!" Kitsune sang again. Naru fainted.

"Oh come on!" Naru said. "Was that also—"

"Predicted?" Kitsune finished. "Yup." Naru's eye twitched. "Anyways…what were you really going to ask?" Naru made an "hmmph" sound.

"I'm don't need to ask," she said. Kitsune smiled then turned back to the movie. One….two…three…now, Kitsune thought.

"Well actually," Naru asked. "I was wondering what you had planned with Kanako."

"AHA!" Kitsune shouted, as this phrase was prone to be shouted now. "I knew you wanted in on it too!"

"N-no I don't! I don't want to dress up as a guy and kiss Keitaro!" Naru denied.

"I didn't say anything about that," Kitsune said covering her mouth evilly so Naru would not see her sly grin. "Though if you want to do that…."

"I DON'T!" Naru said. "I was just wondering about it, but never mind!" Kitsune turned back to the movie and so did Naru when the door slammed open and Keitaro came in.

"Woah…you look like you've seen a ghost!" Kitsune said.

"I did…" Keitaro replied. "And it was Kanako."

"What! She ruined our plan and revealed herself?" Kitsune said in dismay. "And here I was doing well and—"

"Ruining the plan as well by telling me you were really that guy," Naru finished. Kitsune turned on Naru.

"Hey! I wasn't done!" Kitsune said. But Keitaro had gone upstairs already.

"I wonder what's with him?" Naru asked. Kitsune shrugged. She turned back to the movie while Naru held her hand on her chin, thinking.

"I think I'll go talk to him," Naru said suddenly. Kitsune feigned disinterest.

"Whatever, you'll miss the movie," she said. Naru got up and followed Keitaro. The moment she left, Kitsune snickered, turning off the TV and taking out her camera and tape recorder.

"Finally!" she cried, as she raced up to follow them.

Keitaro's room

Keitaro sighed loudly as he lay on the floor. It was only 9:00 PM, but he felt like sleeping anyways, though he was too lazy to even get out the futon so he could sleep. He sighed again.

Why does Kanako always act like that? He asked himself hopelessly. He turned to one side. Kanako had not always been a mystery to him. It used to be that he could talk to her like a normal brother, without feeling all weird. Hmm… Keitaro thought. Perhaps if I just ignore that and act like she never said anything like I love you…

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! Keitaro sighed again.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"Naru." Keitaro's eyes widened as Naru entered without waiting for an answer. Naru looked for him than saw him on the floor.

"What are you doing?" she asked, getting down to eye level.

"Nothing," Keitaro sighed, rolling over. Naru tugged on his hair.

"Don't lie to me. What's the problem with Kanako?" Naru asked. Keitaro sighed to himself, rolling over to face the wall with the balcony. What isn't the problem with Kanako? He thought, but obviously he didn't say it out loud. Naru didn't know his situation. Heck, no one knew his situation, so the only way to connect with others was to understand their situation. Isn't that what he was doing? I even changed my gender (though unwillingly) to understand Narusegawa, Motoko, Kitsune, Shinobu, and even Su. I want to help my tenants, but this girl thing hasn't helped much because they don't accept me as a girl and I don't even accept myself as a girl.

"Well?" Naru asked. She stepped over him and got down to eye level again. "C'mon, you can tell me." Keitaro looked at her.

"Can I?" he asked, suddenly becoming bitter. He hated this situation.

"Look," Naru said, kneeling. "If you don't tell anyone else no one else can help you. What happened when you tried to keep quiet about being a Todai student?" Keitaro hesitated for a moment.

"Well…" he said, clearly remembering the immense feeling of guilt that had plagued him. But then again, he wasn't lying now…

"Ok, I'm going to take a wild guess here," Naru said. "First you had a bad experience with Honda Hisaki because it was really someone else in disguise. The first time it was Kitsune, and the second it was Kanako. Then at Watanabe's something horrible happened, and now you feel absolutely horrible. So horrible, in fact, that you won't even act like yourself and thus your depression has even sunk you to such a state that you can't do anything. Am I right?" Keitaro would have looked amazed had not Narusegawa been absolutely correct.

"Maybe," he mumbled, rolling back over to fact the door. Naru didn't move this time, but still spoke.

"Keitaro…do you want to talk about it?" Naru asked.

"No," Keitaro mumbled. Naru felt helpless. When had Keitaro been like this? This was not him at all, sad and apathetic. She felt her helplessness turn into anger at him, rage at his foolishness. What is his freakin' problem! She thought. Angry, she stood up.

"What the heck is wrong with you!" she shouted, pointing a finger in his direction. "What happened to I will do anything? What happened to invincible Keitaro? What happened to that over-eager helpful clumsy and stupid man that I liked! Tell…err…." Naru stumbled over her last words, covering her mouth but Keitaro had suddenly jumped up.

"Really?" he asked. "Those are admirable qualities?"

"Ah…" Naru sputtered. Keitaro, however, pounded his chest.

"Alright!" he said. "You're right! I shouldn't let it end like this! I'll go find Kanako!"

"Myuh?" Tama-chan asked, flying in and landing on Keitaro's head.

"Tama-chan, forward!" Keitaro yelled. TRIP! He suddenly slipped on the doorpost, flying down the stairs. BAM! BAM! BAM! SQUISH!♥ Narusegawa cringed as she imagined just whose chest he had fallen into.

"URASHIMA! EVIL CUTTING TECHNIQUE!" Motoko bellowed. SLICE! DICE! The fury of her two swords came down and Naru saw Keitaro flying back past the way he had slipped, breaking through the remaining ceilings and turning into a dot in the night sky.

"Myuh?" Tama-chan asked, looking towards the sky then at Naru.

"Ah…" Naru started.

Hinata Tea House

:9:15 PM:

"Aunt Haruka!" Keitaro cried, bursting into the Tea House. PUNCH! Haruka landed a fist right in Keitaro's face.

"Owwww!" Keitaro cried, flying backwards from the punch and crashing against the wall.

"First: it's Haruka-san. Second: What do you want at this unearthly hour?" Haruka asked. Keitaro got up, then noticed Haruka was in her pajamas already.

"Haruka-san! Put something on!" he said, looking away.

"Um…" Haruka said, "It's only pajamas."

"But a nephew shouldn't see his aunt in her PJs!" Keitaro said. Haruka sighed.

"Look, you woke me up, and now demand I change? I don't think so," Haruka said. "What do you want?" Keitaro, still looking at the wall, started to speak.

"Well, first it's about Kanako," Keitaro said.

"Kanako?" Haruka exclaimed. "What about her?" She found a cigarette in her pocket and began to look for her lighter. Sadly, she realized she left it in her other pair of pants.

"Well, I need to find her," Keitaro explained. "There was a misunderstanding between us."

"Ah, about 'that' issue," Haruka said. "Not that it matters since the last time I saw her was this afternoon. She stopped by only briefly." Keitaro's face fell.

"Oh…" he said. "I thought you would be helpful…" Still facing the opposite way, he slowly made his way to the door. Haruka suddenly became irked at his behavior.

"Will you just look!" she shouted. "It's only PAJAMAS!" She grabbed Keitaro and turned him around while shaking him vigorously.

"Ahhh! It's not right!" he cried, closing his eyes. Haruka shook him.

"Open them!" she ordered.

"No!" Keitaro responded. Haruka got really angry and tied him up in a chair. "What? What are you doing!" he asked in horror, still keeping his eyes closed.

"Since you won't look I'm going to keep you here until you do."

"What!" Keitaro yelled again. "That's illegal!"

"I don't care," Haruka said huffily. Keitaro kept his eyes closed still when he heard some clattering.

"What are you doing?" Keitaro asked nervously.

"Just cutting an onion," Haruka said. Keitaro stiffened. With his hands tied back the tears would force him to open his eyes! He heard chopping sounds and started to smell the unmistakable odor of an onion. Slowly, his eyes began to water.

"This is torture!" Keitaro said.

"Then open your eyes!" Haruka said with resolve. The chopping sounds stopped and Keitaro hadn't opened his eyes yet.

"Ok this is pathetic," Haruka said. "I have to get a stronger onion." Nooo! Keitaro thought. What is she doing? Why does it matter that I open my eyes? Keitaro thought in misery. A door opened and closed, to which Keitaro could only assume was Haruka getting a bigger onion.

"Onii-chan!" he heard a voice ask. "Is that you?" Keitaro was surprised. Kanako was here!

"Kanako!" he asked, opening his eyes. "GAAAH!" he cried, his nose spurting blood. "Pu-put something on!" he shouted, seeing that Kanako was only wearing the necessities. He closed his eyes tightly, and said, "That is definitely something I should not see!' Suddenly he felt a warm body sitting down on his legs and he heard Kanako whispering in his ear.

"But onii-chan…I got these just for you…" she whispered.

"I d-don't want to see you like that, Kanako!" he said. "You look prettier clothed!" He felt Kanako stand up and heard a rustle.

"Ok, onii-chan," Kanako said. Keitaro opened his eyes and saw Kanako wearing a pretty dress, that was black and adorned with lace.

"Phew," he sighed. "Now you look much better." Kanako twirled in front of him.

"Do I look pretty, onii-chan?" she asked. Keitaro nodded.

"Of course! You're my sister! You always will look pretty to me!" Keitaro said. Kanako stopped moving and started to tear up. "Kanako?" he asked. Kanako started to sniff.

"Onii-chaaaan!" she wailed, grabbing Keitaro and sobbing into his chest. "You're always so nice to me! Waaah!" she sobbed.

"Kanako…don't cry!" Keitaro protested, always distressed to see girls cry when it was his fault.

"You're…too nice…I was always so h-happy you were my onii-chan…" she sobbed. Keitaro would have patted her head had his hands been free, but since they weren't he sort of patted her with his head, ending up nuzzling it in a way.

"So…I can't bear you to be with anyone else…" Kanako continued to cry. "But…I can't take away your happiness…though…I just wanted your love…"

"Kanako," Keitaro said, resting his head on hers. "I'll always be your brother. Don't worry. I will always love you." Kanako looked at him, her tears slowing down.

"Onii-chan…" she said, wiping away her tears. "I'm sorry but I love you too!" Before Keitaro could react she grabbed his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Uh…" he managed to grunt out, but before he could even complain she had released him.

"I love you too, onii-chan," she said, walking away, still wiping away her tears.

"K-kanako!" Keitaro cried out, but she had left. "Um…anyone?" he called out, but no one answered. "Great. HELP MEEE!"

:8:00 AM, The Next Day June 10th:

Narusegawa's room

Naru yawned loudly, and stretched as she woke up. She did not have a good night's sleep, not matter who she was comparing too. Even though she had managed to fall asleep at one something in the morning, she had kept on waking up all bothered, and now it was already eight o'clock the next day. It's all Keitaro's fault! She thought angrily. The truth was, last night she had been awake all night thinking about how she had let loose again that she liked him. She was just lucky that Keitaro had been so wrapped up in another thing that he didn't notice it.

How didn't he notice it? Naru asked. Stupid man as always. How could I ever like him? But she had said it…twice, in fact. And that must mean something…did it? Do I like him? He's stupid, perverted, and a girl! He's a girl! Maybe if he was a guy…

But this was just an excuse. She did like something about him, something about his naivety, something about his over-eager clumsy honesty. And for her, that was a lot to admit. In fact it was so much she had to lay back down. I…like Keitaro? She asked. No! She hated him! Hated him like…like what? Anyways, she told herself truthfully, I can't do anything about it until he turns back to a guy. Suddenly she wanted him to turn back even more (she had always, of course, been for him turning back because a perverted female is ten times worse than a perverted male). She got up, put away her futon, and changed. Clatter! The hole between their rooms was uncovered and Keitaro popped up just as Narusegawa was putting on her underwear.

"Narusegawa, you should have seen what happened last ni—I'M SO SORRY!" he yelled, putting his hands up and averting his eyes but it was too late.

"YOU PERVERT!" BAAAM!

"Aieeee!"

Hinata-Sou Dining Room

"Heh heh," Keitaro laughed nervously, smiling through the bandages on his face.

"Hmmph!" Naru said, promptly ignoring him and eating her breakfast. Everyone else was calmly eating breakfast as well, ignoring the tension between the two. This was as common as Keitaro failing the entrance exams.

"So what happened, to, um, your sister Sempai?" Shinobu asked.

"Oh? Kanako?" he asked, chuckling. He remembered the kiss. "It was…ah, interesting. But she's fine now…." She had left in the morning—he knew this because she had walked right past him and that was how he had managed to finally get untied. "She left already."

"Oh…" Naru commented. "Is that all?" Keitaro swallowed. He decided not to mention what Kanako had said to him before she left.

"Yes. She's fine."

"Good," Naru said civilly, and the breakfast continued in silence.

"Don't your scores come in today?" Kitsune asked. Clatter! Keitaro and Naru both dropped the chopsticks they were holding.

"Scores!" Naru cried.

"I totally—" Keitaro started.

"Forgot—" Naru said.

"ABOUT THEM!" they both finished, and rushed to their rooms to grab the papers they needed to get their scores.

"Hold on!" Kitsune cried. "We'll come with you!"

"Yeah!" Shinobu cried.

"Yah both can't go without us!" Su cried as well.

Todai

"Waaah! It's Todai!" Shinobu cried in awe. "I've never been here before." The others were too expressing their awe, except for Naru and Keitaro who were nervously holding their papers with their numbers on it.

"Naru-chan! Kei-kun!" Keitaro and Narusegawa turned around to see Mutsumi.

"Mutsumi-chan!" Keitaro yelled in greeting, waving.

"Hello Mutsumi-chan!" Naru greeted as well.

"It's the turtle girl!" Kitsune said. Mutsumi smiled.

"Ah, hi Kitsune-chan," she said, waving as well. "Wow, everyone's here! What a coincidence!" Suddenly Mutsumi gasped and put her hand over her mouth. "Could it be…you're all here to check your scores! On the same day!"

"There's only one day to check scores!" Naru shouted.

"Yeah," Keitaro said, sweat-dropping. "There's only one day…"

"Let's go!" Mutsumi cried, grabbing Naru's and Keitaro's arms walking towards the boards proudly. "Look!" Mutsumi pointed towards the boards.

"I don't wanna!" Keitaro suddenly shouted, trying to run away.

"Mutsumi! Grab him!" Naru cried. But he started to get away.

"Urashima…you should thank me," Motoko muttered, grabbing her two swords and slicing down. "New technique…EVIL CUTTING TECHNIQUE X!" Ki in the form of an "X" flew down and hit Keitaro square in the back, causing him to fly up in the air and bounce off the ground.

"Catch him!" Shinobu cried in horror. "Or he'll die!"

"I got him!" Mutsumi said, running around, but she tripped on her skirt.

"She…she's dead!" Kitsune cried.

"No!" Shinobu shouted in horror. "Not right before you were going to find out whether you got in!" Naru, knowing that she wasn't really dead, ran to catch Keitaro.

"I got you!" Naru cried. BUMP!

"Excuse me," a man said, bumping Naru. BAAAAM! Keitaro landed on the ground painfully.

"Ow…" Keitaro moaned.

"Keitaro!" Naru shouted in worry. She stood over him and held her hand for him to stand up. "Here."

"Wha…I don't need a girl to help me up!" Keitaro said. The people around him froze and stared at him.

"Ah…" Naru said. "She's just, ah, a little disoriented from the fall." The people around them started to nod and continue with their business.

"Fool! Next time don't say such stupid sexist comments!" Naru hissed.

"Sorry," Keitaro apologized. He stood up by himself, however, and walked over to where Mutsumi had died.

"Sempai…she's dead!" Shinobu cried, tugging on his sleeve and pointing to Mutsumi. Suddenly Mutsumi popped awake.

"Did I faint again?" she asked. GOOMPH! Everyone fainted. "It must have been from the excitement."

"Keitaro1 Keitaro!" Su cried. "I saw your name on the board! See?" she said, pointing.

"What?" Keitaro cried out, happy. He fainted again. "Su! That says Ueada Kentaro!"

"Oh? That's different from your name?" Su asked.

"Of course!" Shinobu shouted. "Stupid Su!" Mutsumi gasped.

"Look!" Kitsune said. The board read "Otohime Mutsumi."

"I…I'm a Todai student!" Mutsumi cried.

"Congratulations!" everyone shouted.

"Good job Mutsumi!" Naru cried.

"I knew with your brain you would get in!" Keitaro shouted. They tossed her up and down in celebration.

"Na-chan, you're right there too!" Mutsumi cried pointing at the peak of one of her tosses.

"You're right!" Naru said, failing to catch Mutsumi and so she landed on Keitaro.

"Ow…" Keitaro said, but he was ignored.

"I…I got in!" Naru shouted, tears in her eyes. She wiped away her tears, but they kept falling anyways. "I got in! I got IN!" She pumped her fist in the air and grabbed Keitaro, choking him. "I got in! I got in!"

"Naru…I…can't…breathe," Keitaro choked out. Naru however was swinging him around and around and around and when she let go Keitaro went flying. BAAM! Keitaro hit the board containing the names, causing most of the people to gasp.

"Ow…" Keitaro said again, and slid down the board.

"Keitaro!" Naru shouted.

"Urashima!" Motoko cried. They caught him and pointed.

"Look!" they both cried. Just below the bold numbers of "A35628" were the words that proudly bore on them "Urashima Keitaro." Keitaro started to cry. He had finally fulfilled his promise!

A/N: I know something is happening to my writing. And I think it's that it's degrading down in to less humor and more of the other stuff…whatever that maybe. This chapter tried to revitalize the funny stuff, but we'll see if it did or not by the next chapter. By the way, the chapters are now delayed not because of Guild Wars, but because of school starting (So sad…). But thanks to all who have made it this far and Please R&R!