Strange Feelings Bring True Love

Chapter 1

A/N: This was more of a random thought, so I didn’t really give much thought to when this all takes place. Estimated after return from Okinawa.

Keitaro sat back on his knees and looked at his handiwork. The floors had been a horrific mess when Su had come running through with Sarah shooting banana pudding at her. He had been heading in there direction when one of the glop’s landed right in front of him.

This of course, resulted in him slipping, spinning out of control, and crashing into the doorway of Naru’s room, covered in yellow pudding.

For Naru, it was an incredibly good thing that Keitaro was still seeing stars. If his eyes were working properly, she didn’t know what she would do.

Why now of all times?! She asked herself. Her brain started working before Keitaro’s did, and she slipped her panties back up, then, with her special place hidden, shouted

“KEITARO YOU PERVERT!!!!” With that, she sent a flying uppercut, sending an already dazed Keitaro out a nearby wall and into the springs, which, for once, were free of any of the tenants, save a relaxing Tama-chan.

And so, he had spent nearly an hour cleaning the mess in the hallway, along with repairing the damaged wall and door. Now, he had finished, hoping that it would be a while before he had to clean up so much again.

Naru meanwhile, was now finishing what she had been doing earlier, before being rudely interrupted.

Crouching in a corner of the dorms attic, Naru held a flashlight up as she gazed down at the magazine in front of her.

Unknown to Keitaro, who was so ditsy and klutzy he wouldn’t have noticed, and of course unknown to her friend Kitsune, who was always losing things, especially when drunk, she had been sneaking there dirty magazines.

But you wouldn’t expect what she was really looking at. Not some handsome guy in nothing but his underwear, or nothing on at all, but instead, she was looking at nothing but the beautiful and sexy women in the magazines.

Her panties were already off and her slit was already getting wet from both excitement, and partially from fear.

She had no ideal when she started to think like this, but she knew thought about it every other day. She was terribly afraid that one of the tenants, or even worse Keitaro, would find her in her room or in the springs, pleasuring herself to the sight of other girls.

For a moment, part of her wondered exactly why she cared if Keitaro found out. Sure, shed be incredibly embarrassed, but when wasn’t she these days? And it’d get him to stop hounding her, maybe.

She then realized what the maybe was. Even though she never liked to admit it to anyone, even herself, she did like Keitaro. More as a friend then what he wanted, but she still cared.

For the record, she was only able to realize this because the walls she put up around her feelings were currently drowned out by the immense feeling of pleasure surging through her.

She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she stroked the sides of her slit, relishing in the pleasure it gave her, as she imagined herself with one of the women in the magazines.

After a moment, she began to probe her finger into her slit, slowly pulling them in and out, trying to find exactly where it filled her with the most pleasure. It didn’t take long for her to find it, and she began to pump her two fingers in and out, soon adding a rocking motion from her hips to her pulsing fingers.

All at once, the wave of pleasure peaked and spread within her. Then, she sat still, the moisture from her slit slowly dripped onto the floor. She also let out the moan that she had held in, for she had thought she had heard someone through the floor.

Sighing, she slipped her panties and dress back up over her knees, and hid the magazines in her usual hiding place. She then went through the hidden tunnel and made her way towards her room.

Keitaro cursed as he tried to solve the problem again, but failed miserably. He tossed the cluttered up piece of paper into the wastebasket, where Tama-chan proceeded to eat it.

“Tama-chan, you know that’s not good for you.” He said, a small smile on his face as he looked down at her. She put the paper into the wastebasket, then flew over to land on his hand, and contentedly let out a “Myuu!”

Petting her head, he was about to go back to work on the problem when he suddenly heard something fall down beneath him.

Moving over to the board separating his and Naru’s rooms, he reached out to pick the board up and see what was wrong, but then thought better of it. Instead, he leaned his ear onto the board, and listened carefully to find out what was going on.

After a moment, he heard Naru’s voice. It sounded very nervous, and he could tell that something was wrong.

“Where’d I hide them?! Oh please don’t tell me Su or Sarah found them. Please!!?” Naru was saying as she searched her room, clearly oblivious to the fact she wasn’t wearing anything from the waist down. Keitaro of course, didn’t know this.

Suddenly, as he was listening, he heard a soft shriek of joy, which he mistake for her being surprised, which resulted in him pulling the wooden panel up and dropping his head down with a half finished “Naru, are you alri…”

His eyes bulged for a moment, because what he saw wasn’t what he had expected. Naru, naked from the waist down, holding one of his adult magazines, her hand nearly inches away from her..

Naru’s eyes were as wide as saucers. She was paralyzed, from fear and a certain voice telling her not to deck him. If you do, it’ll bring the rest of the tenants in here, and they’ll see it too! This was all that kept her from killing him where he stood.

Instead, she did something she didn’t expect. She fell to the floor and began to cry, the magazine discarded to the side. She softly cried at her predicament, and wondered what Keitaro would think about her.

Keitaro, for once in his life, would do the right thing, at the right time. He merely dropped down, and went to her closet, grapping one of her dresses, then went over and laid it over her legs. After a moment, he sat down next to her and, without thinking, being based purely on instinct, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a light embrace. Trying his best to comfort her, even though he had no ideal whatsoever was going on.

Naru too, reacted without thinking, pressing her tear streaked face into his chest, letting him hold on to her. After a while, the crying became a sob, and soon even that diminished.

Keitaro looked down into her tear stricken face, and said “You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to.”

Those words were the right words, and they caused Naru to tell him, almost starting another sobbing fit, her secret. When she was done, somehow, she felt better for it.

“Please don’t tell anyone Kei-chan” she asked, worry in her eyes showing Keitaro how much she had to trust him to be asking this of him.

Nodding, he gave embraced her once more before standing and heading over to the hole. “Don’t worry Naru, I wont.” With that, he climbed back into his room, feeling as if he had made a major change in his life.

ugh why do the names sound so familiar....
well anyway that was not bad i guess the beginning part was a little to much(that's such a cliche anime reaction that it kinda annoys me now)
but what i wanna know is this just a quick one-shot or the beggining of a story....?

It's a Love Hina fanfic.

Not a bad story... so far? Are you intending to write more? Naru's reaction was a bit uncharacteristic of her, but if this is a turning point type of story it's acceptable. If I have any criticism it's that you have too many paragraph breaks. Don't worry so much about wall o' text. Paragraphs can be more than two or three sentences.

I like how descriptive you are. Hope you keep writing more.

Wishes be granted, I have not only one chapter, but three to post (not in a row, im conditioned not to multi post xD)

I actually put this on fanfic.net, but didnt get much attention. Im at a writers block for it, and figured putting it up here would get me some ideals, along with the bonus of more reviewers and readers :D

ENJOY CHAPTER 2!!

Chapter 2

It had been a few days since Keitaro had discovered Naru’s secret, and so far he had actually been able to keep it. None of the other girls seemed to have noticed yet that Keitaro wasn’t flying out through the walls or ceilings as often as he had been.

Part of this was because, the next day, when all the other tenants had left, Keitaro had gone to Naru’s room to ask her if, at all possible, she could try and think before she sent him flying through the building. And after a moment or two after punching him into a book case, she then both agreed and apologized.

But it was also because Naru realized that, if Keitaro choose to, he could reveal her secret to the other tenants. Now that she no longer thought of him as a pervert (well, not completely) she realized he was a very caring person, always putting others ahead of himself.

In a sense, even though he might not have realized it, he had gained power over Naru, for he knew her secret, and she didn’t want the other tenants knowing anything about it.

But Keitaro did realize it. Realized it, and hated it. Even though he was happy he wouldn’t be flying in the air from one of Naru’s killer punches as often, he didn’t want her to worry he might let her secret slip. In fact, he wished he didn’t know. He wished there was a way to just forget it, but he couldn’t.

Halfway through the week, as he had been thinking about it, he started to wonder if there was a way that he could lose this advantage over Naru. He had been on the verge of talking with Aunt Haruka about it, but had decided against it. That would involve him letting someone else know, and he wasn’t sure what her reaction would be.

But soon, the tenants would notice something was wrong. They would finally notice it, with an accident at one of their many parties. This one of course, celebrating Naru’s graduation from high school.

Keitaro had wanted to cheer Naru up, who had been a little down lately, though when he asked he was simply waved off by Naru. When he learned about the day she would be graduating her high school, he had asked the other tenants to help him with the party.

Which, naturally, didn’t take much convincing.

The afternoon sky was clear, and in the distance, you could see the sun slowly making its way down. With the wind blowing the cherry blossoms everywhere, it was a very romantic sight.

Naru, though, wasn’t paying much attention to it. She had been thinking a lot lately, and it seemed she was almost having a war of emotions inside her head. And it was simply because Keitaro knew her dark secret.

She had always thought Keitaro was a pervert, ever since she had met him. But yet, if he was really a pervert, he would have taken advantage of her when he had seen her.., that way.

But he hadn’t. Instead, he had held and comforted her. He had let her cry it all out, and had promised to keep her secret safe. He had treated her like… like…

A girlfriend? She thought about it for a moment, and realized it wasn’t really that. A loving friend. That’s it. He cares about how I feel.

Her emotions again battered against each other, leaving a down Naru as she headed up the steps.

When she reached the top though, there was a sign on the door with a big arrow. It pointed to her right, and said “Come Cheer up Naru!!” It didn’t take long to recognize the handwriting as Su’s.

Her curiosity perked up, and she followed the arrow and went past the edge of Hinata Sou to see…

“Congratulations on your Graduation!!!” Shouted Kitsune as she jumped on her, handing her a sake bottle and dragging her towards the waiting tenants and the resident land lord.

Soon she was being handed everything from assorted food cooked by Shinobu, a basketful of bananas from Su, and a few good luck charms from Motoko.

“They are family heirlooms that were passed down to me, but I believe you will need them more.” She told her when she asked about them.

Keitaro nodded warmly to her and handed her a rectangular package wrapped in paper. It felt light but when she asked him what it was, he merely said

“It’s a diary. I saw Tama-chan nibbling on yours one day while I was cleaning the hot springs.” But something in his eye told her different. After a moment, she realized what he had given her.

She had to work hard not to stammer out her answer, and she was grateful that no one else could see her face light up a little.

“T-Thank you Keitaro. I r-really appreciate it.” Keitaro merely smiled, and then, louder so that everyone could hear

“Let’s get the festivities started!!”

The night was filled with fun. Su had brought out some of her new robotic turtles, which she gleefully tested on Keitaro, giving everyone a laugh. Motoko showed of some of her improved sword techniques, which of course gave Kitsune a mischievous grin, thinking that if Keitaro ever left again, she could make even more money than she had last time.

Of course, soon the incident would come. The other tenants would have been surprised if there wasn’t one.

As Keitaro was telling Naru of a particular fall, which had occurred while he was attempting to fix one of the windows Su’s latest mecha tama’s had made, Su decided it was time to play †˜beat up Keitaro’.

Launching herself into the air, her foot collided with Keitaros head, sending him forward and into Naru, and of course, his head landed straight into the middle of her breasts.

Then they both fell backward, with Naru landing on her back and Keitaro catching his fall by placing his hands palm first above Naru’s shoulder.

Time froze for an instant as everyone tensed, fully expecting a famous trip via Air Naru. But they were disappointed.

Keitaro of course, did his usual dash away and began saying sorry and apologizing for all of the entire thing. This was usually when he was interrupted by Naru, but instead, they were shocked to here Naru saying

“It’s alright Keitaro” a small smile came to her face. She realized that, now that she thought about it, all of his †˜accidents’ were pretty funny. “It wasn’t your fault.”

Stunned silence. Even Tama-chan, who usually would have myuued, said nothing. Naru stood up from the ground, dusting herself off, and went and helped Keitaro up.

“Thank you Keitaro, for arranging this. I know I’ve been feeling down lately, and this really cheered me up.” She then surprised everyone by giving Keitaro a… HUG!

While everyone was stunned silly, she whispered into his ear “Thank you for the gift, Kei-kun.” With that, Naru walked back towards Hinata Sou, planning to enjoy Keitaros gift as much as possible.

A/N: This was mainly to try and open up a reason for the tenants to interrogate Keitaro. YAY!!

I apologize, but the following two posts (or one if itll let me put both chapters) are my update. Please enjoy.

Im too tired to go through and italicisr thoughts. Do it later today...

THIS IS FROM fanfic.net so it hash my authour notes

Chapter 3

After Naru had rounded the corner of the dorm, she left everyone in utter silence. Even Su, with her usual thermonuclear supply of energy, was sitting still next to Motoko.

Keitaro was still trying to get his brain working, as his head was awhirl with hormone induced thoughts and imaginations. The warm feel of her body as she embraced him, the tingling feeling he had gotten when her breath breezed across his ear. Had no one else been there, and had he been a pervert, he might have tried something then. But he wasn’t that way, and so he had simply let her go.

Unfortunately, unlike the luck that hadn’t sent him flying by Naru, this wouldn’t be the same case with the rest of the group.

“Urashimaa!!” Keitaro suddenly dropped from la la land and returned from reality. Turning around to look at the tenants, he decided he should have started running first.

“WAIT MOTOKO!! I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING!!! AAAAIIIIHHHEEEEEE!!!!” It seemed Keitaro was going to be in the air no matter what he did.

Keitaro sat, tied to a chair, with the other tenants standing around him. Only Motoko and Kitsune looked like they had any murderous thoughts going through their minds. Su thought this was simply another game, and so had brought out an assortment of her crazy inventions. Shinobu merely looked worried.

“Alright,” Kitsune was saying, a small whip held loosely in her hand. A part of Keitaros mind wondered what else she might use it for. “We want to know what you did to Naru. Fess up and we won’t have to do anything to you.”

Keitaro was about to say he hadn’t done anything, when he felt something cold pressing up against his neck. Glancing down, he saw Motoko’s sword, the blunt edge pressing lightly against his throat.

“Talk!! Or I’ll tear you limb from limb.” She said, no trace of humor evident at all. Keitaro felt fear trickle into him. Kitsune you never really worried about, she wasn’t the violent type. Motoko though, she could scare even the strongest and most fearless man on the planet.

Trying to get out of the situation, Keitaro shouted “Theirs nothing to TELL!! I didn’t do anything to Naru. But in his mind he thought about it, and figured, in a way, he had. When he had discovered Naru’s secret, he had comforted and held her, being more of a loving friend then anything else. And so, in a way, he had done something.

Telling them though, wasn’t advisable. He didn’t break promises easily, especially with someone he cared dearly about. If he told them why she hadn’t decked him, he would have to reveal her secret.

A strange confidence, and boldness, crept into Keitaro. He looked into Kitsune’s and Motoko’s eyes, with no trace of fear or doubt.

“I didn’t do anything. You can believe me or not.” Keitaros voice didn’t waver, or stammer in any way. He was standing up to them, willing to take a beating to keep Naru’s secret safe, if that’s what it took.

He may not have known it, but this is what kept him from being beaten into a bloody and bruised pulp.

Motoko lost all trace of anger, for she was caught off guard by the confidence in Keitaros voice. But it wasn’t just there that she saw it. It was in his eyes, and that was what made her draw her sword back, and even put it back into its sheath.

Kitsune looked at Keitaro as if seeing him for the first time. This wasn’t the klutzy accident prone manager they were used to. This, this was the real Keitaro.

She had a feeling he was hiding something, and she was certain it involved Naru, but it wasn’t for himself that he was hiding it. She could tell when someone was hiding something for their own reasons. But whatever Keitaro was keeping secret, it had been Naru who wanted it to be.

After a moment, Motoko said, in a slightly disbelieving, yet awed tone “Alright. You’re telling the truth Urashima.” She quickly untied him and let him off the seat, where he landed on his knees and began to rub circulation back into his hands.

“Thanks” he said, thought he wasn’t exactly thankful. After a moment though, he stood up. “I’m going to go check on Naru, and make sure she’s still alright.” He then proceeded up the stairs, wondering if this was the last he’d hear from those two.

“Something’s fishy…” Kitsune said as Keitaro got out of earshot. Motoko looked over at her, wondering what she meant.

“What do you mean Kitsune? He answered us truthfully, and even I could see it.” This made her face flush a little as she realized that he might have been telling the truth all the other times.

Kitsune smirked when she saw Motokos face light up slightly. Unlike her, she had known that the other times were accidents. She simply thought it was fun to pick on him.

But now she didn’t think that’d be possible as much anymore. Or at least when it pertained to Naru’s attitude change towards him.

“Keitaro was hiding something from us Motoko, but it wasn’t for his sake.” Kitsune said after a moment, trying to figure out what it could be that Naru would want kept secret.

Motoko was confused for a moment, but Shinobu understood immediately.

“Sempai is keeping something secret for Naru-chan! Something she doesn’t want us to know!” Her eyes lit up when Kitsune nodded, happy that she had figured it out.

Motoko nodded agreement. It made sense now that she thought about it. If Keitaro was hiding something, he would have been more likely to reveal it if it involved himself. But Keitaro always thought of others first, and him second. He was one of the perfect people to share a secret with.

Then her brows furrowed. “But what would Narusegawa want to hide from us?”

Sighing, Kitsune looked up the stairs that Keitaro had gone up. “That’s a good question Motoko, and I don’t have an answer for it yet.”

Keitaro knocked lightly on Naru’s door, wondering, and hoping, that she was there. Part of him wondered if she might not be able to answer because of,… well…

Then he heard Naru call lightly through the door, and he opened it. He saw her wearing her glasses, with one of her many textbooks closed and sitting on the table. He barely noticed the edges of the magazine he had given her sticking out of it. When she saw it was him, she relaxed a little.

“Hey Keitaro. You need to talk about something?” She asked, a kind smile on her face. After a moment though, she noticed the rope burns on his wrists and sighed.

“You didn’t say anything did you?” she asked, worry and fear entering her voice. When she had gotten back to her room, she had realized she’d left him in a bad situation, and had hoped they’d simply think that she was in a very good mood.

Keitaro came over and sat next to her, smiling warmly at her. “No Naru. I didn’t tell them. I don’t break promises.” He put his hand on her shoulder to reinforce the friendship that had seemed to truly come to be ever since he had found out.

Keitaro was once again surprised when Naru embraced him once more, telling him how happy she was that he hadn’t.

When she pulled away, Keitaro felt a longing go through him, which told him he should have kept her close to him. But he wouldn’t let that longing take over. He wasn’t some pervert to take advantage of a girl.

After a moment, Naru stood up and , grapping his hand, led him over to one of the walls in her room, where a small scroll curtain hung from. She pushed it aside to reveal a dim tunnel.

“Come on Keitaro, I want to show you something.”

Naru led Keitaro through the maze of tunnels into the dorms attic, which was lit by one or two lamps hanging from the ceiling. After they came in, she reached behind a crate and pulled out two small bottles of Sake. Handing him one, she opened her own and took a few tentative sips from it.

“This is my… hiding place.” She said after a moment. Keitaro understood immediately, and so decided to say nothing and let her continue.

“I don’t come here just for that though.. I come here to think about things, or to get away from all the studying” She said after another sip or two.

They talked for a while, not really about anything important. Simply two friends talking about the general things of life with no one to interrupt them.

After about half an hour, they had both finished two bottles of Sake, and it was starting to show. Naru was slowly rocking back and forth and Keitaro was having trouble seeing, even with his glasses.

Suddenly, he heard Naru say “Keitaro, I want to thank you for keeping my secret safe.” Keitaro, in state he was in, merely nodded, and didn’t notice till she was inches away from his face that she had moved.

Naru slowly pulled Keitaro’s glasses off, and leaned forward so that their lips met.

Keitaro was too shocked to resist, or for that manner do anything. And even if he could have, he wouldn’t. After a moment, he relaxed into the kiss, and they began to explore each others mouth.

Neither of them knew how long the kiss lasted, but it stopped for a moment when, without thinking about it, Keitaro’s left hand came up and cupped cupped her breast, fondling it and massaging it.

Naru let out a low, pleasure filled moan. What she was feeling was already starting to outweigh what she felt when she did it herself. She tried to think about the difference, but gave up on thinking about anything as he began to tease her nipple.

She let out another moan, which broke the kiss, but they were soon back to entwining themselves closer together, kissing and rubbing, teasing each other as they felt the shape of each others body.

Soon, they both felt something rubbing against each other, and soon, Naru was pulling down his pants, and soon his underwear too. Then, she began to rub her hand up and down it, feeling it pulse as she went. This time, it was Keitaro who moaned.

After giving him a small smile, she brought her mouth down and started to softly tease it with her tongue. This time he shuddered from the shear pleasure, but then he gasped when her mouth came down on it.

For the next few minutes, all either of them felt was simply pleasure. Naru felt as if she had played with herself a few times in a row as her mouth went up and down.

Then Keitaro began to feel a pressure building, and he looked to Naru, who seemed almost to be in a trance.

“N-Naru… I think I’m going to… Ah!”

The pressure released, and Naru stopped for a moment as his cum slowly dripped out of her mouth. She pulled her face up, and off of him, and licked her lips as she swallowed it.

Suddenly, with afterglow coming down, Keitaros mind started to function properly. His eyes went wide for a moment, then he hastily pulled his clothes back on, and hurried for the tunnel. Before he left, he said

“I’m Sorry Naru-chan!” And with that, he ran for his room, hoping to fall asleep and wake up to find it had all been a dream.

Naru looked after him, wondering what had made him do that. Then she too began to think for a moment, and realized what she had done.

But instead of feeling guilty, as Keitaro was now, she felt better in a way. But she also felt a strange familiarly to this situation.

Then she remembered something else, and what had brought her to start looking at naked pictures of women.

“Mutsumi…” She murmured….

A/N: Interesting no? I am not really trying to bring her off the yuri track, yet. I just figured those reading this would want something interesting to happen. And besides, this gives a good reason for the cliffhanger ideal :D

Chapter 4

Naru sat in the attic, thinking about everything that had happened in the last week, and then, remembering back to when they had woken up on Mutsumi’s Island.

“That’s when… that’s when it happened…” Naru whispered to herself, afraid that saying it louder would make it all the more real.

After a moment, she tried to remember as much as she could of that night.

Naru slowly began to open her eyes as she regained consciousness. She saw a dark blue sky, highlighted by twinkling stars and a crescent moon. She could feel the heat of a crackling fire near her.

“Ara ara, you’re finally up.” She heard from behind her, and she looked up to see the smiling face of Mutsumi. Her smiling and carefree face helped reassure her that she was still alive.

“M-Mutsumi, where are we?” Naru asked, wincing as she tried to sit up. She felt as if she had been thrown around for the last few hours. Which, now that she thought about it, she had.

Mutsumi thought for a moment, and said “Ara, I have no ideal.”

Naru almost bolted up and strangled Mutsumi at that, but then stopped for a moment. More of her higher thought processes had started to return to her, and she suddenly realized…

…neither of them was wearing anything!

“MUTSUMI!! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!!?” Naru shouted, bringing each of her hands to shield her chest and slit from prying eyes. As for Mutsumi, she seemed oblivious to the ideal of other people watching.

She pointed towards the fire, where their clothes sat. “I took them off because they were too wet. We would have caught a cold.”

Naru’s anger dropped for a moment, but then, she asked

“What about Keitaro? Did he make it?”

Mutsumi again pointed, this time a bit further from the fire, sat the unconscious form of Keitaro, still clothed. “His clothes are dry for some reason. It’s almost as if he weren’t in the water at all.”

Naru sat back down after that, wondering what they were going to do, or what they could do to get out of the situation. Short of, by a big stroke of luck, a ship passing by the Island, she felt that they would be there for days, maybe weeks.

And it was because she was so deep in thought that she didn’t notice Mutsumi moving closer, until she felt her face moving up to her lips.

Naru’s eyes widened at the contact, completely unexpecting the move, especially from Mutsumi. But Mutsumi kept going, and despite an attempt to get free, Naru slowly began to return the kiss, each of them exploring the others mouth.

After a moment, Mutsumi began to lightly push Naru to the ground, and soon, they were both caressing each other, completely awash in the waves of pleasure that they felt.

After a bit, Mutsumi moved herself so that her slit was right above Narus. After smiling at Naru, she lowered it, and they both gasped at the feeling. When the spike of pleasure had passed, Mutsumi began to slowly rock back and forth, onto Narus slit. As each one’s pleasure began to build, Naru’s own hips began to rock back and forth, and soon they were moving even faster then before.

“N-Naru, I t-think I’m coming!!” Mutsumi shouted; as a high spike of pleasure went through both of them as they both reached there peak.

Awash in her own pleasure, Naru lost consciousness once more.

Her mind coming back to the attic, where her present self was, she contemplated the entire experience. How was it that she hadn’t remembered? Was it because part of her mind was unwilling to accept that it had happened?

After a moment, she nodded to herself. It made the most sense, seeing as it was how she had thought about her relationship with Keitaro. Part of her didn’t want to acknowledge the feelings she had for him, and so she believed they weren’t there.

Sighing to herself, she made her way through the tunnel, her destination being her room, for a good nights rest, and some time to contemplate who she was.

Keitaro knelt on his futon, his mind awhirl with what had happened. His mind was in chaos, one side of him screaming that it shouldn’t have happened at all, while another side calmly stated that he had wanted it, and had enjoyed it. And thus nothing was wrong.

Keitaro thought that it was that calm voice that was winning the battle, as the screaming kept getting lower and lower as the night went on.

But what was really bothering him, was not his feelings on the matter, but Narus. He had left in a rush, without even bothering to find out what she thought.

It’s because you don’t want to find out it was a one time thing his mind whispered to him, and he knew it was right. He knew Naru’s secret, and didn’t want to find out that what she had done wouldn’t be done to him by her again.

Sighing to himself, he laid back down onto his futon, hoping that he would be able to get a good night’s sleep.

At night, the steps leading up to Hinata Dorms were even more beautiful, especially with a full moon to truly light up the stairway, and the floating cherry leaves and blossoms that whirled in the air.

A single person was walking up the steps, taking her time to enjoy the sight. On her right shoulder, a small black cat sat, relaxing in the light of the moon.

As the girl reached the top, she took in the sight of Hinata, and whispered into the night air

“I’m home Oni-chan, your dear sweet Kanako.”

A/N: I’ve had a request of adding Kanako, and since Kanako is my next favorite character after Naru, I put her in for the heck of it. Also, this is a little shorter then the last chapters, but I was Kinda rushing today.