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Love Hina: KoolRon's Forbidden Love Part 4

(Warning! May not be suitable for the weak hearted, elderly aged and some Naru fans!)

She's lost her memory… Naru's mind played back on these four words, as if like a tape recorder…

"Dozo." A plate of some tempei was placed in front of Naru. She looked up in sudden surprise, to find Haruka Urashima grinning at her with sloppy eyes.

"Uh…" Naru nodded gently, "Ah… arigato…" She had been in low spirits for weeks already. Motoko's memory loss caused her great guilt and she knew that in her heart she didn't have the courage to face Motoko. Her eyes were puffy, due to the lack of proper sleep and the frequent crying in the nights. Her hair frayed and her shoulders were sloppy. She looked horrible…

Haruka didn't seem to walk away. She remained beside the quietly dreaming Naru, the winds blowing across the restaurant stirred the bells on the chimes hung outside the restaurant's main door. Amidst the chiming, stood uneasy quietness. The atmosphere was very tight… a small word could spark off an unwanted fire…

"Disaster, that's what you look like now." Haruka mouthed, while controlling the unlit fag in her mouth, allowing the tongue to skillfully move and let those words out.

Naru slumped even more over the table. "I… I know. I can't get it off my mind…" she murmured, her voice all tired and she sounded like a worn out cassette.

Haruka simply grunted, and she swung her hips and placed a helpful heap of her hand on Naru's shoulder, and bent over…

"Don't hesitate… there's nothing much more you can do. Now what you can only do is to help Motoko regain her memory…"

"…"

"Its all really up to you… but I must say she's showing great improvement… at least she's not going around asking or doing weird stuff…"

"… yeah …" Naru finally showing some reaction and her mind going into clockwork mode…

Haruka closed her eyes, stood upright and readjusted the cigarette with her tongue with great control, "So Go-Do-It…" was her last words before she made her way off to the kitchen.

Naru took a piece of dessert from the plate, popped it into her mouth, and realized a great make-up apology potential to Motoko…

--- Hinata Sou Inn…

Kitsune was a professional at hiding emotions, but nothing prepared herself for what she just saw…

She stared agape at Motoko, who looked absolutely breath taking in that light blue puff sleeved dress, complete with a summer hat a lightly colored straw bag. Motoko had never loved wearing feminine clothing; the school uniform's skirt being the only female type of clothing she wore. Her wardrobe had always been plain, nothing more existed than the uniform and training clothes. Not only that, her hair was let loose. Not held by bangs and every slight movement she made, as if like a signal, her hair would beautifully flow across her shoulders. It had also smelt faintly of a field of lavenders…

Motoko simply shined.

Kitsune was simply wordless. (And I do mean WORDLESS.)

"Mo-Motoko! Wha… what are you doing?" was the stunned question from Kitsune. And at that time Shinobu walked into the living room…

Shinobu's reaction equaled that of Kitsune. "Motoko-sempai!" Shinobu's large eyes reflected the sparkle of Motoko's appearance.

Motoko didn't know how to react to the duo's startled looks and expressions. She simply stood there, her hands clutching that bag, her clear brown eyes innocent and doe in that beautiful dress… (I don't know how I manage to come out with such an expression, don't ask me! She's just my Cinderella! ^_^ \/ )

"Motoko… you… you…" Kitsune's lined eyes finally grew out of their boring flat shape and into something more oval, her finger pointing at Motoko, who was a little taken aback by the tone of speech and action, took a surprised step backwards…

Shinobu finished Kitsune's line, "Motoko-sempai! You look so cute and pretty in that dress!" Her eyes still sparkling. She, like the rest of Hinata Inn, had never seen Motoko in a skirt other than her school uniform… today nothing prepared her for this rare moment…

"Um… arigato Shinobu…" was Motoko's shy reply. She laid her eyes onto her lap silently, standing in full view of the two pleasantly shocked girls, and some strands of hair slipped forward…

"Oh my gawd…" Kitsune was beginning to believe in goddesses present on Earth. Shinobu stayed silent, not forgetting this moment in her life…

Tama-chan flew into the room, greeted the two statuettes of Kitsune and Shinobu in the usual words of "mew!" and her attention was also turned to the new stranger in that dress, who's back faced Tama-chan…

Tama-chan couldn't show much of an expression, except to fly straight into Motoko…. and…

Kitsune took another hit. (Oh how I wanted to copy Heero Yuy from Gundam Wing's expression, "Floating point error, does not tally, error division by zero…") Motoko actually smiled and held Tama-chan and even stroked Tama-chan's head?

Shinobu let out a happy cry. "Motoko-sempai! Have your phobia of turtles disappeared? You are doing well!"

Motoko didn't quite understand that last question, and blinked an eye of question at Shinobu.

"Ano… urm… is Keitaro around?"

Boom! The third bomb of the day exploded on Kitsune. Her jaws dropped as her mind processed the possibility of Motoko asking for loser Keitaro faster than parallel computers…

Why did she ask for Keitaro? To beat him up? No… it can't be… if she wanted to do that, she could just tear her way around Hinata! MASAKA!

Kitsune shook out of her arithmetic calculations and was about to cook up some dastardly evil plan for Keitaro's downfall when Shinobu interrupted…

"He's left the house early this morning! I heard that he would be going down to town to the library to collect some material for the exams!" Shinobu smiled slightly, only to see Motoko's eyebrow arch again.

"Oh… honto ni… um… arigato neh Shinobu… sore wa … ja…" Motoko said politely, in a very feminine voice that once again stunned the trio… (Well, maybe one turtle and two humans…) She turned, her hair spilling again and made her way out, slipping on white petite shoes as she left the house.

The turtle flew into Shinobu's open palm, as their eyes remained locked on the previously kendo-master-girl-now-turned-a-cure-for-sore-eyes…

"Oh my gawd…"

--- Hinata Town Library…

"Eto… they said under the science and mathematics section… eto…"

Keitaro slowly browsed amongst somewhat near neat compilation of books and volumes. Dust fumed and tickled his nose, causing the loud sneeze, and A LOT of unwanted attention from annoyed readers…

"Uh… hee hee… sorry…" was the embarrassed apologetic reply.

"Hora!" He exclaimed gleefully, slowly pulling the book from its high hide. He had to tip toe to reach that ancient volume, and this time the dust was not fiddling with his nose, but his eyes…

It itched, and he could not maintain his balance…

"ARGH!" was the loud plea for help and he staggered backwards…

Knocking into Motoko, who promptly recognized that frequent shrill cry for help, and she tried her best to cushion his fall, but it was more than the weight she had expected. Maybe Keitaro hadn't been jogging, as he should be in the mornings…

Motoko fall down along with Keitaro, except this time he was in HER arms! Irritated and death threatening glares came from all corners at the poor bespectacled boy and his hapless victim.

Keitaro shifted his glasses, and he peered into the blooming bosom of Motoko…

"AIEEE!" was the cry again, which quickly hushed after gathering the entire library's discontent. He covered his head, and waited for that punch or swift kick to come from the kendo girl…

But it never came, and he gazed into Motoko's beautiful face…

"Keitaro-san… daijobu?" was her concerned question posed to his stunned form. Keitaro's eyes never peeled from its target, and he continued to study this beauty. He quickly shook his head, feeling slightly guilty, he stood and pulled Motoko up.

"Uh… hmm… thank you…" was Motoko's soft reply. She blushed slightly as Keitaro's lips went up and he cowered slightly…

She maybe trying to trick me into another mistake and get her opportunity to send me… ARGH!

He immediately scruffled his hair and pitched his glasses right. He looked at Motoko from head to toe… her body in his full view…

Oh man, she looked like a dream come true. The dress… the hat… that nice smelling hair… and that bag went on so well! Another thing amazed Keitaro, she didn't have the usual bust wrap around her chest, and it seemed that she was wearing a bra?

Keitaro shut his eyes closed. No! This can't be Motoko! What's wrong with me!

"Keitaro-san? Keitaro-san?" Motoko repeated to the tightly wounded ronin, whose fists were clenched and eyes shut.

"Motoko-chan… lets go…" his voice sounding solemn and he immediately grabbed Motoko's arm and they both ran out of the library, the hurried footsteps clicking on the smooth cemented floor…

~

"Chotto matte Keitaro-san!" Motoko pleaded as Keitaro continued to drag her along, his stride remained constant, and she was lagging behind him.

Finally, deciding that they were far enough from intruding ears, Keitaro stopped and turned around to face Motoko. He gulped hard, and stammered.

"Mot-Motoko-chan, wh-what are you doing dressed like this?"

Motoko looked down at her attire. Nothing seemed unusual. She didn't seem to detect any inappropriate objects that hung on her body. Why is Keitaro-san and the rest back at the hostel making so much hoo-ha about this? She shook her head, and arched it to one side, not quite understanding what Keitaro meant.

"What I mean Motoko-chan, is that you don't usually wear such clothes!"

This came as a surprise to Motoko. Tsuruko had told her that she always wore such clothes. Motoko shook her head again, and took her hat off her head, and more hair flowed down, that was once hidden under the shade of the hat.

Keitaro's jaws dropped, if it had not been connected to him, it would probably rolled down the street. He shook out of it when Motoko reasoned, "I was told by Tsuruko-san that I always wore clothes like this. Is she wrong or incorrect?"

Keitaro had hardly seen the feminine side of Motoko Aoyama all his life in Hinata, and he was certainly not going to let this chance slip by him, or at least when Naru isn't noticing… (My… my Keitaro… still as perverted as you are aren't you?)

"Um… iie! I certainly wouldn't know about that but this dress fits you perfectly Motoko-chan!" Keitaro beamed happily, carefully and discretely wiping away that perverted grin that threatened to expose his cover, and maybe a little drool oozing out…

Motoko smiled brightly, and she leaned her head slightly, and held the hat and bag in her hands as she acknowledged the compliment. "Honto ni? Ah.. arigato!"

Keitaro knocked himself flat in the head, removing that 'smile that remained a little too long' on his face. "By the way Motoko-chan, what brings you here? It couldn't be pure coincidence that we met in the library right?" he asked, trying his best to console himself that she wasn't looking for him for whatever reasons…

Motoko then reddened, and looked slightly away, not making visual contact with Keitaro, whose eyebrows went up in question.

"Ano… you see… I… I wanted to…" Motoko stuttered, not quite bringing herself up to the task to answer Keitaro.

Keitaro sensed the awkwardness (Well done Keitaro! Another 1 rare good deed from you!), and immediately changed the topic, "Ah! Well, Motoko-chan, you have your reasons! I won't question you about them! Anyway…" and he glanced at his watch. "It's about lunch time! Want to dine with me?" he asked gingerly, his eyes peeling off the watch and at the black hair goddess in front of him…

Motoko immediately sprung back to life, and she smiled happily in front of him. "If… if I'm not intruding… it would be a pleasure…" she replied, her hands tensed with excitement.

"Why, sure! Come lets go, I've the excellent place to have lunch at!" He beckoned Motoko and she hurried her pace and walked alongside him…

… and they strolled towards the Hinata restaurant that Haruka owned… Keitaro not suspecting that Naru was there too…

Motoko : *Blushes* Yo-You… your style KooLRon… its… its… its so charming…

KooLRon : *Touches up his hair* Sa… Motoko… let us go on a date…

Motoko : Uh… gome na sai… but… I have that date with Kei-kun… remember?

KooLRon : *The flowers in his hands wilt* Oh… right. I forgot about that… *silent cries to himself*

Motoko : Stay tuned for Part 5 folks!