AN of the AN: So, it has been almost a year since the last update, and now that I am fully settled down in Mexico it's about damn time I continue with this. I apologize for taking this long. On a side note, not only have I continued to write the chapters but I have updated the previous ones. Not that much of a change, just grammar and stuff. Anyway thanks for the wait and enjoy the read.

AN: Another idea, another fanfic. I couldn't stop myself from writing this.

My first humor fanfic. I used to include one or two jokes in my other stories when the situation allowed it, but this is the first time I do a fanfic that's supposed to be funny for at least half of the time you need to read it. Please have mercy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Love Hina.

Enjoy.

Replay Prologue: Rewind

"People are only meant to live once" this is common knowledge. Ask around and almost anyone will answer that they agree with that statement. Regardless of religion or culture, it is a general fact that once it's over, it's over. No second chances. Like a game being played on the hardest difficulty where no extra 1-up's are around for you to conveniently pick up and the enemies are constantly shooting a wall of lasers aimed at your sorry head. And the only way to get extra chances is if you are either a being with supernatural or God like powers OR a sorry ass cheat.

…or both. I'm looking at you Haruhi.

In short, once death arrives it's like an omnipresent Game Over screen with no "Replay" button. Even those who believe in reincarnation may agree that it's not really you coming back to life, but a memory free and fresh baby version of you.

But what would you do if you had the chance to live your life all over again?

The answer to that question is probably very boring so let's skip it and move to a more interesting one. What if, by the omnipotent fictional powers granted to me as the author, my favorite fictional female character was to be granted that very chance?

Now, THAT sure sounds interesting...to me, and probably to you too if you are reading this.

Marriage is a concept hard to explain. For some it means happiness; a life forever at the side of the one you love until death. For others it is like a life sentence; a life forever at the side of ONE guy or girl. Various philosophers, both known and anonymous, have created various stories, poems and even jokes about marriage; I especially enjoy the later ones.

To many people not suited for it it's like a death sentence; a slow, SLOW death sentence; especially if you are to marry a girl like Narusegawa. A compromise of this magnitude can seem both very intimidating and appealing; at times like hell, and at others like paradise.

Ultimately though the way you feel about it depends of the time you invest on it…

…and of who you are.

For the two lovebirds Narusegawa Naru (Soon to be Urashima) and Urashima Keitaro, it meant paradise, like it would to any about-to-marry couple who had not been forced into the issue. They were a mere week away from the precious day and everything was ready: The Hinata had been cleaned from top to bottom and decorated, the wedding cake had been baked; twice since a certain Molmolense thought yellow meant banana flavored; invitations had been sent and relatives had been informed. All that was left was to make sure no disasters happened, and repair everything once they happened. They ALWAYS happened.

It was an unspoken rule.

So now, who thought of marriage as hell if the two lovers didn't? If you don't know the answer you haven't been paying attention at all.

Maehara Shinobu.

Or more specifically: the girl who had once loved, and continued to love, the man about to marry another woman. She wasn't a bad person; she genuinely felt happiness for Keitaro and Naru, two of her dearest friends; and she did as much as she could to help out with the preparations and make sure her feelings, albeit painful, weren't noticed.

Besides, she was far from the only one with that particular dilemma. Indeed, the dormitory's manager had made a life lasting impression on each of the girls, and had changed their lives forever. It came as no surprise many (If not all) of them developed feelings for the man. Keitaro however wasn't the kind comfortable with more than one partner (You lucky, retarded bastard) and while gently, had made his decision to be with Naru and her only.

Her friends shared her pain and the inhabitants of the Hinata had never been more empathetic with one another. Not to mention Keitaro wasn't going to be forever out of their lives. Once the honeymoon was over he and Naru were to come back and resume life at the dormitory, and Shinobu held no doubt their friendship would last for years. But no matter how hard she tried, her heart refused to feel anything else but deep sadness and regret.

We now find this very girl silently walking towards her room, her heart divided into whether to feel happy for her friends or sad for herself; and mind frustrated at the thought that she had denied a week worth of college work for the sake of baking the wedding cake twice.

But worry not! Her depression is not meant to last long, as a certain tenant is sure to distract her mind from such thoughts.

Who is she? Try to guess…

At times a hyperactive student, at others an exotic and beautiful foreign princess; sometimes a crazy inventor of weapons of mass destruction, but most of all, the only person alive able to eat a ten-floor vanilla cake by herself in less than two hours!

Kaolla Su!

"Hi Shinobu! What'cha doing?" With a hop and a flip, the Molmolense landed (Yes, landed) in front of the blue haired cook.

Shinobu knew her friend was just trying to cheer her up; Kaolla better than any other of her friends knew what she was going through; so she did her best to put a brave face and smile back. "Oh! Hi S-"

Unfortunately for our protagonist, that day the princess wasn't trying to make anyone feel good but the little voice in her head which demanded new inventions every month or so. "Nothing? Great! Come with me!" In fact she had asked that question purely for the sake of minimum etiquette, with absolutely no intention of getting an answer.

"Wait Su! I have to-aaaah!" Her protests unheard, our nineteen year-old tenant got dragged to Kaolla's room.

Even after years of living under the same roof, one never got used to a room like the Molmolense's. Few people would get used to a jungle indoors, even more so if you were kilometers away from such an environment.

Storming into the room, both girls dashed; or rather Su dashed, Shinobu was just making a perfect imitation of a handkerchief against a fan; through a room twice as big as it should be. Dodging various overgrown trees, loose or scattered metal pieces from Su's projects and a rain of lasers from the security system, Shinobu and Su finally arrived at the clearing where they constantly hung out along Sarah. Hazardous environment or not it did have some kind of welcoming feeling.

Sadly that was not the case that day.

"We're here!" Coming to an abrupt stop, Kaolla finally let go of her friend's hand while signaling towards a brand new invention with a dramatic pose, her arms spread wide to symbolize the sheer awsomeness of it. Said invention was, in Shinobu's opinion, quite dirty. In more ways than one.

It consisted of one thick and long post with various cables coming in and out, or both, from it. Covered in oil and banana peels, the top part had various mechanic tentacles connected to it, plus two enormous arms and gloved hands with suckers all over it. On the very top, it had the trinity of eyes as insignia of its Molmolense origin.

Shinobu couldn't help but think it was a 5-meter high dirty scene waiting to happen; she instinctively stepped back just in case she was required to run to safety.

Suddenly the lights went out, with a lone one shinning down on the foreign princess, a mike in her hand. "I present you Shinobu: The Mecha Seer version XD-101!" Oh! So there had been one hundred prototypes before this one…THAT explained the explosions last week.

"The Mecha Seer…?" Eyes aside, the bluenette had no idea how it could have something to do with fortune telling. Maybe it used gigantic tarot cards?

Heavens knew; this was Su after all.

"That's right! This baby has a 150% probability of accurately telling a person's future!" The future? How? And how could something have a 150% percent capacity of telling anything?

"Su, how did… no, WHY did you build that?" She asked on a futile attempt to understand the girl's (Woman's, but it was hard to think of Su as over 18) reasoning, if there was any. She didn't really want to know. The answer was probably a scary one.

"It's a funny story. One month ago I came across this fortune teller who assured me he would tell me my future, but even though I asked many times and did it every day, he couldn't tell me how many bananas I would eat the next day." The Molmolense pouted, remembering her last meeting with the mystic man.

Flashback

"Look, I will pay you but for the love of everything that is holy, LEAVE ME ALONE! You are scaring my other clients!"

End of flashback

Shinobu sweet dropped; only Su would ask about food when confronted with the mysteries of the uncertain future. "Su…that isn't the way fortune telling works…" She tried to explain.

"Yeah, I know! After he got tired of me and kicked me out I asked Motoko about it and she told me that things such as telling one's future weren't real: "Time is an eternal mystery for humanity" she said" Wiping the sad expression from her face, Su grinned; a dangerous grin. Shinobu immediately began to look for escape routes. "But then I thought how awesome it would be to know what was going to happen next, like knowing tomorrow's dinner or if you were going to trip and fall." The words came out of her mouth so fast the cook wouldn't be surprised if her friend suddenly chocked by the sheer amount of them.

"So I began to work on this project. After three weeks, I realized I couldn't surpass time's structure with conventional methods. In other words I needed a fail proof channel. And a week ago I found the solution." She turned merrily towards her and smiled. "Wanna guess what it turned out to be?" She asked.

"Plutonium?" Shinobu was far from stupid, but not even several of the world's geniuses would know how a something; whatever it was; could help someone look into the future. And much less understand Kaolla Su's train of thought. That aside, Shinobu knew Su had radioactive materials hidden under Hinata's basement.

"Nop~nop~nop!" She sang. "The mind!"

"Come again…?"

"Who else would know your future better than yourself?" Shinobu opened her mouth to respond. "Let me answer that for you: No one!" Shinobu closed her mouth in silence. "Once I discovered that, I stopped trying to contact the world in the future and focused on simply trying to contact ONE person at a time!"

Signaling once again to her invention, Su continued.

"The Mecha Seer is programed to connect itself to a person's mind through Nano-needles that enter into the nervous terminals in your column and brain. Then, it contacts that same person's mind into a set time into the future and transfers the memories from the target date to the point in time the connection was made. That way one can know exactly what will happen to him or her up to a set period of time into the future! Amazing right?" As she finished the mad inventor struck a pose and confetti rained around her. Half the fun of inventing stuff was seeing their reactions. In fact, a secret camera known solely by the princess was hidden and constantly recorded said expressions.

Needless to say they were priceless. Amalla agreed with her too.

Shinobu for her part had many, many questions swimming around her head, but she didn't want the answer to any of them. She also had way too many indications of how many things were wrong in that briefing, but Su being who she was she probably wouldn't listen to any of them. "Yes…amazing…"

"And the best part is that it works! Without explosions!" Wow…really? That alone was an achievement worthy of a prize.

"It does…?" Honestly, no one could blame her for the uncertainty in her voice.

"It does! To a 170% percent of capacity." Wasn't it 150% a minute ago?

"And is that all you wanted to show me?" Shinobu was impressed with the invention, she really was, but she had work to do and the cook highly doubted of the thing's ability to work properly or of its safety of use.

She immediately dreaded asking that question.

"Nooooooop." The tanned girl answered. "I wanted to ask for your help in testing it out on an actual human."

"Huh?" She wanted her, to test THAT? There were various reasons she didn't want to do so, the main one being that she didn't want to discover how the tentacles worked, how they were supposed to connect to her mind…or where they were going to inject the needles…

"Please!" Putting on the widely known highly feared but most of all greatly adored crying puppy eyes, the foreign princess asked her best friend to test a machine that was supposed to defeat time like it was a matter of lending her underwear. Unfortunately for Su, Shinobu was an expert in such an expression and thus had grown an invulnerability to it; plus she was NOT giving her chastity to a machine.

"Please! It's for humanity's sake (Yeah sure…) and it's completely safe!" Su pleaded " And I have even tested it on something already."

Shinobu blinked. "You did?"

"Yep! I picked up a street dog around town and used the machine on him." Su said with a completely innocent and guilty free expression.

"Oh my god!" The cook exclaimed as she covered her mouth with both hands. "Su, how could you?" She was horrified with simply imagining what had happened to the poor little thing.

"Calm down, he is right there." Pointing to a side, the student signaled to a sleeping dog; chained and completely fine, at least on the outside. "I tested it on him and afterwards he knew exactly where to go to catch Kuro!" Poor kitty, he suffered for ten minutes before Kanako arrived to save it.

"But Su, isn't that called instinct, or following Kuro's scent?" She asked.

Kaolla Su remained still actually thinking about that possibility; logic tended to have that effect on her; and taking out a notebook she wrote down some notes. "Guess that drops the rate from 180 to 15…"

15% percent chance of success? There was no way she was going to test it. "And you want me to try it out with such a high risk?" Shinobu practically screamed.

The inventor waved it off as nothing. "Relax. I installed a failsafe in it. If something goes wrong that could compromise your safety, it immediately disconnects from you brain and nervous system and shuts down."

"Even then, it is not something I feel safe trying." May her beloved forgive her for what she said next. "Why don't you ask Sempai?"

"Can't" Su pouted and began to fidget with her skirt. "Naru said I couldn't. She told me Keitaro couldn't risk suffering an injury before the wedding."

Nobody would want; at least not for free.

"That's why I'm asking you! Please Shinobu, it will be fast and won't hurt after the first injection and it's completely safe and if you agree I will help you out with whatever you need and even avoid re-eating the cake!" By now crocodile tears were gathering on her eyes.

"No." As tempting as it sounded, and as adorable as Su looked begging like that, she was not doing it.

Su immediately shifted to a perfectly calm and business-like expression. "If you agree I will let you watch the tapes of Keitaro bathing."

"Deal." Then again, she was a perfectly healthy woman with a perfectly healthy attraction to her Sempai's naked body. Naru was going to have him for herself anyways so this might as well be her only chance to see Keitaro in all his glory; and the whole spying thing wasn't so bad…

1 out of 4 people did it.

Don't lie, you know you do.

"Great!" Leading Shinobu to a chair and telling her to wait, Su dashed to the control panel and began to push buttons here and there. The trees adorning the room seemed to descend into the ground and in their place came out various electric pillars with complicated-looking controls in Su's native language. The lights lowered their intensity and the Mecha Seer came to life.

Shinobu gulped and cursed her hormones.

"Ready Shinobu? I will first have to inject you with anesthesia, after that it will all feel painless and when we finish you will know your future! To make sure it works, let's just program it to a week from now."

"O-okay, I'm ready." Shinobu mustered all the courage she could muster to refrain herself from running away.

"Drum roll!" The tanned girl push a button and suddenly the sound of a drum roll filled the room. Shinobu couldn't help but feel she was about to perform a very dangerous stunt. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaand…here we go!" Pressing the typical big red button, the machine was put to work. Its tentacles descended and wrapped themselves around various parts of Shinobu's body, gladly a good distance away from between her legs. Finally, two remaining tentacles simply touched her temples with their tips as one of the gigantic hands positioned itself on top of Shinobu's head while the other did the same on top of the machine's metal eyes.

She faintly felt the pain of a needle coming out from a tentacle wrapped around her arm and entering her vein. As the drug spread through her system, Shinobu felt sleepier and sleepier. Eventually, the nineteen-year old bluenette cook of the Hinata Sou dropped asleep as the machine continued to work; its humming a soothing sound that relaxed her…

…completely oblivious to the error alert that suddenly appeared all over Su's screens.

(As if nobody expected this)

Coming back to her senses, Shinobu found herself back in the very familiar kitchen of the dormitory. Memories still fresh in her mind, the bluenette waited for any kind of knowledge about the future coming to her.

After 15 minutes of standing around doing nothing...nothing happened.

"Maybe it didn't work after all?" That possibility was way more realistic than the idea of it succeeding. "But why am I here then?" If it had been a failure and she had remained asleep Su would have moved her back to her room or kept her in one of her own beds; crazy or not, the girl knew how to deal with unconscious test subjects. But instead she woke in the kitchen not laid down or even seated, but standing up; a feat hard to accomplish by those who lost their grip on basic motor functions.

"Could it be, that THIS is the future?" Looking around in wonder, Shinobu seized as much as she could about her surroundings. The simple idea of being in the future, even if it was only by one week, was amazing to her. "Everything is still looking the same though, but it somehow seems… different…" She was definitely in the dormitory's kitchen. Everything was like she had left it, not one thing out of place; even so…

"It all seems bigger, and older." It had all grown in size. She didn't remember just being halfway to the upper shelves an hour ago; Su's doing? Everything also seemed worn out. The walls were in good condition, but were as dirty as they hadn't been in years. Had it dirtied in just one week? Did they have a party or something? Had it started to be like this without them noticing?

That's when it came to her.

"One week into the future…"

"SEMPAI'S WEDDING!"

The dates clicked perfectly together. By the silence around the place she quickly deduced no one was inside at the time, and by the light that filtered through the window she guessed it was past noon. It was around now that the ceremony had been planned to be carried out in the yard before the entrance. In fact, by now they should be minutes away from playing "Here comes the bride". "And I am not even dressed!" Mind you, she HAD clothes on, they were just not the kind to be used for a wedding.

"I Can't believe I am late!" She thought panicked as she broke into a run.Even if it was Su's fault, the girl had no excuse to explain her absence; sad as she may feel, not going to the wedding would probably worry and sadden the girls and Keitaro, not to mention that it was sure to cause some awkward moments. Coming out from the Inn, the bluenette was met with the sight of a plain and normal entrance of the Hinata Sou. Not a single person was outside celebrating anyone's most special day. No candles; no decorations; no relatives; no cake or flowers; no priest and no lovers exchanging vows.

What had happened? Had the wedding been canceled?

A thought suddenly occured to her. "Is it already over?" Maybe Keitaro and Naru were done already and on their way to the honeymoon, with everyone chasing after them to say their farewells. Or not. She calmed down and remembered to breathe. Maybe she had traveled more than a week, and the whole thing had already passed; that would explain why the walls seemed dirty. If they had been left for, let's say, a month or so, it would be no surprise they had ended like that. Or maybe with the manager in his honeymoon, Shinobu denying her work for any reason, Su making some disaster or some crazy adventure forcing them all to go away from the Inn the place returned to its old glory.

In fact, now that she took a good look at the whole building from the yard, it did seem old.

Shinobu sighed. Yes, surely there was a realistic and logical explanation to the situation. All she needed was to calm down and think things throughly.

"So this must be it…"

The bluenette stopped trying to use the most boring problem solving method ever and turned around at the sound; she knew that voice better than any other. It was Urashima Keitaro's, whose face greeted her at the top of the long flight of stairs.

Something, again, felt wrong…

He was the Sempai of always, there was no denying that, but he looked different. A little less handsome? A little thinner, or less fit? That aside, the biggest problem were his clothes. They were casual, too casual for the day you were supposed to get married. Which confirmed that either she was not one week ahead of time and was simply being ridiculous, or she was not the only one of the bunch to wear casual on an outdoor wedding.

"Please let it be the first, please let it be the first, please let it be the first..."

"…the inn that my grandmother runs…" Her Sempai continued to mutter, oblivious of her presence.

Shinobu stopped rambling mentally and began to walk towards him, already thinking which questions to ask so she could get an idea of the context she was in without revealing the experiment she was undergoing. Wouldn't do good to worry him by speaking about time traveling, metal seers, and most of all: Su.

"The Hinata." Keitaro concluded.

Getting closer, Shinobu realized something that left her amazed. "Sempai has grown taller by one head!" Usually she was almost as tall as him, reaching him up to the nose at eye level. Now, she was sure she would barely reach his neck with her full height. It reminded her of when she had first met him.

Wait a minute…

"Oh! Um… hi there!" Snapping back from her thoughts, Shinobu realized Keitaro was addressing her. He seemed a bit nervous as he was rubbing the back of his head while talking. "Do you live here?"

"huh?" She thought. Why was he treating her like a stranger? "Um…Sempai?" She asked, though she didn't know why. Keitaro was Keitaro.

"huh?" He echoed. Keitaro looked at her with complete confusion. "Sorry little girl, but I think you confused me with someone else."

With someone else? He was exactly alike! Did her Sempai had a twin? But Kanako was his only relative, and not even a blood related one. "Keitaro-sempai?" Shinobu ventured, just to make sure he wasn't drugged or something; amnesia maybe? Had he hit his head again?

The moment she said those words his expression became one of surprise. He seemed to think deeply about something, immerse in his thoughts, before shaking his head. "It can't be her…" He mumbled lowly.

"What?"

"Oh! Nothing!" keitaro flailed his arms around, as if trying to clear a misunderstanding. "So you know me…" He gulped and gave her a deep bow. "I'm really sorry, but I don't remember you! Please forgive my rudeness, little girl-san!"

"…what?" Why was he saying such weird things? Why didn't he remember her? After all they had passed together he should be at least able to-

Shinobu's mind paralyzed.

"After everything we have passed…"

Su's machine had surely failed; there was no doubt about it. But what if, instead of sending her ahead in time, she had done so backwards?

"The past…" Turning around to look at her reflection on the Inn's mirror, she no longer saw the tall, developed and feminine looking nineteen year-old Shinobu, but the adorable, short and plain-chested twelve year-old Shinobu.

She had been sent into the past. And that was something very, VERY bad.

Su had explained that the machine was meant to transfer future memories to the present time. But this was clearly years in the past, on a familiar situation but with unfamiliar memories. Why was she here, greeting keitaro at the entrance yard when she had first seen him almost naked and running for his life? How could she move in the direction she hadn't gone then, feel the wind that had not run through her face that morning, or see the things she hadn't back in her memories?

Why was she doing things she didn't remember in the least?

She was clearly in the past, but it seemed this wasn't just a memory or a flashback. Pinching her arm, she felt pain, meaning this was not a dream (Too bad). Inspecting it, there was not a single mark of the injection she had received. This plus the environment, Keitaro not recognizing her, the dormitory, and her own body; everything indicated she was in the past.

Her memories, her knowledge of who Keitaro was and what he was doing here, the emotions she felt and had done so for a long time towards the man standing in front of her; it all told her she came or at least knew of the future.

Su's machine supposedly transferred the memories from her future self to her present self, but what if, by an (un)expected accident, instead of doing what it was meant to do…the machine had transferred HER present memories to the past Shinobu?

"Hey, are you all right?" Keitaro asked, worried about the girl who had not moved and inch since his apology. Her face was completely white, and the look on her face was shocked and distant. She wasn't even breathing. Had he caused that? Was she sick?

Finally connecting two and two, Shinobu did something she hadn't done for a long time…

She promptly fainted.

AN: So there you go. Again a fanfic with Shinobu (My adoration for her is powerful) and yes, it's a time travel fic. Sue me. (Please don't)

Hope you enjoyed and reviews are welcome, especially if they help me improve in making others laugh (Or at least smirk).

Have a good day and bye.

Ragnell out. Peace.