Mirrors: A Life Long Forgotten

To start off with, wow I just had a Baba O'Riley moment (If you don't know what that is, look up Baba O'Riley on Youtube and then you'll understand). I mean, all the story reviews, favorites, and follows, a few new Author favorites and follows all in the span of a little more than a day after I posted it. Then again, that may be because there hasn't been a whole lot of new Love Hina content in a while (no disrespect meant authors who have posted lately) but still. I already made a fourth of my first story Cryonic Man's followings and reviews with one chapter and just seriously wow.

Boring man, I'm not sure of the answer to your question. I think because the clones were created from Keitaro they are kind of his children or at least brothers so genetically speaking that would make Keitaro the grandfather or uncle of any doppelganger children

Samhan (big fan by the way), while I enjoy your enthusiasm, I'm not going to kill the Hinataites. No, that would be far too easy. When everything they love is in ashes, then they will have my permission to die. Also on the subject of my other story that I abandoned…I don't think I'll come back to it. It was terrible, the character development happened in bursts too often, also I now have a policy of never creating OCs who seem badass but are complete crybabies like what happened with Tenzin. So to finish, All in the Family is dead in the water and until I can manage to find more time and ideas of where to go it will stay dead. I would appreciate if you would like to cowrite a reboot with me in the future though.

Finally, this fic is not a self-insertion, I am not Australian, I am not a Japanese citizen, and I am not a girl so Jeice and Mia are absolutely nothing like me. If I ever do a self-insertion I will be happy to let everyone know.

So without further ado, let's get on with part 2 of the 4 part prologue (The actual story will take place 5 years later potentially, the first two parts will be for Keitaro, the next two for his clones establishing their own identities);

Keitaro sat at the bus stop near Jeice's apartment, sketching his surroundings while waiting for the bus to Hinata-sou. He knew it was probably a bad idea to head back, but he didn't have very much money in his wallet, also he didn't have any clothing except what he was wearing the previous night of debauchery and it was already starting to smell. Sitting next to him was Mia, who was busy reading a book. Keitaro knew that she didn't want to be there, she had been roped in to the situation by Jeice because he had refused to let Keitaro go to Hinata-sou alone.



"Why do I have to go with him? Why can't you go," Mia yelled at her brother.

"To answer your first question, I don't want Keitaro tempted to stay in that hellhole which I'm convinced will happen if he goes alone. To answer your second question, because I have work to go to," said Jeice, trying to tie his neck tie at the same time.

"I thought you were laid off," said Mia.

"I got a call yesterday that my boss had put in a good word for me at another company. They saw my work, liked it, and now I'm going to be interviewed for a new job. If all goes well, I could get paid a hell of a lot more than I used to, might even be able to afford a car. Can someone help me tie this bloody thing," said Jeice, and Mia helped him finish tying it, giving a nice firm tug at the end which nearly strangled Jeice.

"Now that was uncalled for," said Jeice between gasps, "Look, I need you to make nice with him because you two will be spending a lot more time alone together if I get this job. Just do this one thing for me, please?"

Mia glared at her idiotic brother, but eventually relented and said, "Fine, but you owe me big time."

"Actually considering the fact you live here rent free, I'd say you owe me a heck a lot more. But I guess we can call it even until the end of the month. Now, how do I look," said Jeice.

"Like an annoying little brother in a cheap suit," Mia playfully jested.

"Just the look I was going for, and you're only older than me by a few months. Now I have to get going, don't wait up," said Jeice, running out of his room and out of the building to the cab that was waiting.

Keitaro kept quiet throughout the exchange but once Jeice had left he finally spoke up.

"You don't have to come, if you don't want to," said Keitaro.

"I would rather poke my eyes out with salad forks, but I said I would go so I'm going. Besides you're not going to wear one set of clothes if you're staying for a week," said Mia.

"Well regardless, umm thanks," said Keitaro.

"No problem, we'll leave after I finally get to take my bath," said Mia, leveling a glare in Keitaro's direction, "No peeking this time."

Keitaro waved his hands and said, "Won't happen again I swear."

"Good," she said and she left in a huff.

"What happened to the Mia I used to know," thought Keitaro.

Keitaro felt the awkwardness of the situation so he decided to break the ice.

"So…you go to Tokyo University huh," said Keitaro.

"Yep," said Mia, not looking up from her book, "Do you? I don't think I've seen you around campus."

"Yeah, it took me like three failures and a lot of help before I finally got in," said Keitaro.

"Glad to see all that studying paid off," Mia said in a harsher tone than she intended which caused Keitaro to stop sketching and look to the ground in shame. He hadn't meant to bring up the reason why they had stopped seeing each other.

"I failed twice before I got in, barely made it above the cutoff on my third," said Mia, still not looking up from her book.

"So what are you studying," said Keitaro, attempting to keep the conversation going.

"I thought about pursuing music, but I decided to pursue something practical so I'm studying to become an architect instead," said Mia.

"That's a good choice, I was in the archaeology department but…," said Keitaro, stopping to remember how his clones had stolen another part of his life.

After he had disappeared Fun-loving Keitaro had taken his job with Seta, and apparently had done such a good job that when he came back Seta decided to keep his new part-timer instead of him. His clones even got along with Sarah better than he did, to the point where she ignored him too. Keitaro also realized much earlier that the only reason he took up archaeology was to impress Naru, but what with her being with his "Nice" side and all, there just wasn't a point. Being reminded of everything that happened to himself nearly brought tears to his eyes again.

"…but I'm thinking of switching majors," said Keitaro.

Mia closed her book and said, "Well if archaeology isn't working, maybe you could switch to art or you could take architecture. I remember that you're very good at sketching so maybe you could work in drafting and design."

"Yeah, that's actually not a bad idea," said Keitaro, getting up and putting his sketch book away as he saw the bus approach.

He and Mia got in and took a few seats near the rear of the bus. All the while, Keitaro began contemplating what his academic future would be.

Sometime later

After getting off at the designated stop, Keitaro and Mia started heading towards the dorm but stopped after Mia started marveling at it.

"This is where you live," she exclaimed.

"Yeah, I'm the owner and landlord of this place," said Keitaro.

"Why the hell would you trade this for sleeping on the couch in my brother's apartment," said Mia looking incredulously.

I'll explain later, right now I'd rather just grab my stuff and go though so maybe we can stop gawking at the building and get a move on," said Keitaro, trying to hurry up so he could leave this place as quickly as possible.

The two entered, passing Kitsune on the couch and Shinobu who was busy preparing lunch, neither of the two acknowledging them as they passed by, and headed up to the manager's room.

"Alright, this is my room, shouldn't take much longer than a few minutes to gather my stuff," Keitaro said, opening the door and grabbing his prepacked bag. Truth of the matter was he had been planning to leave for some time and always kept a bag pre-packed with clothes and toiletries for the day he decided to leave. He grabbed everything he could find that wasn't already pre-packed including his spare glasses, alarm clock, and photo sticker book.

He stopped and admired it for a second, before deciding to simply take a few of the prints while leaving the rest of the book in his room. Most of the prints were either of him by himself, which reminded him of his loneliness, or from the time each of the girls decided to take a picture with him after finding about his hobby, which also reminded him of his loneliness. The only ones he took were a few of him and Jeice and him and Mia from when they were younger. Jeice flashed a confident smile while putting Keitaro in a head lock. Mia on the other hand had a shocked look and blush on her face as her brother had pushed her into the booth with Keitaro, Keitaro was also sporting the same look.

He changed out of his old clothes and pocketed the prints in his fresh pants, grabbed his bags and walked out of the room.

"Well that was fast," said Mia.

"Just need to grab one more thing and we can head out," said Keitaro, and he started heading for the stairs to the third floor. He walked up them and headed towards the door of one of the girl's rooms. He knocked first, and after receiving no answer he headed in. He knew what he was about to do was going to cause quite the stir, but in all honesty he didn't care. Looking around, he finally spotted what he was looking for. Sitting below a suit of samurai armor was his family's cursed black steel sword, the Hina blade. A long time ago he had given it to Motoko so she could beat her sister so she wouldn't have to marry him. It had felt like a lifetime ago, and now that Keitaro thought about it she had never thanked him for it. Instead she used his family's most precious relic just as she had her previous sword, sending him flying with her dojo's "secret" techniques. Keitaro felt she was no longer worthy of having it, not that she even remembered that it wasn't hers in the first place. Keitaro picked up the blade and ran it along his thumb letting his blood run on the blade before placing the sword in its scabbard.

"Alright, let's go," said Keitaro.

"I know you're the owner and landlord but can you take the tenant's property like that," said Mia.

"It's not her property, I lent it to her years ago and now I'm taking it back. Now I just have to give the ownership papers to my Aunt and I can say sayonara to this place for a week," said Keitaro, placing the sword in a special carrying case.

"HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING," yelled a voice from behind them.

Turning towards the door, Keitaro developed a scowl as he saw his Brave clone standing in the door. On the other side, Mia had a look of confusion at the appearance of a hakama-wearing twin of Keitaro.

"How dare you break into my love's room and steal her property original," asked Brave, with a scowl of his own.

"Taking back my family's sword Brave, now move out of the way," said Keitaro.

"You will not leave this place, return her sword to its proper place or face my…glurgle," said Brave, before Keitaro hit him over the head with the carrying case, causing him to collapse on the ground.

"Alright, I would estimate we have about five minutes before they find him, so let's just drop off the documents and then maybe grab some lunch," said Keitaro.

"Who the hell is that? Why is there another you," said Mia.

"I'll explain later, but first," said Keitaro, and he kicked his doppelganger right in a very tender place.

"I wish I had done that a long time ago," said Keitaro, spitting on the forlorn clone.

Keitaro grabbed Mia's hand and led her out the building.

Keitaro stopped at the bottom of the staircase to Hinata-Sou and pulled out the ownership papers, then turned and headed into the tea shop. The bell above the door rung as he walked in, and he took a look around the shop for his aunt/cousin but couldn't see her. He decided to walk up and ring the bell on the counter, when that didn't work he rang it again, and again, and again, and again, until he finally heard, "I'm coming, I'm coming."

His Aunt Haruka soon stepped out and met his eyes with her usual passive look.

"What do you want Keitaro," said Haruka, concerned that Keitaro was going to whine to her about his clones for the ten millionth time.

"Hello to you to Aunt Haruka," said Keitaro, earning a fan slap from Haruka.

"How many times do I have to tell you Keitaro," said Haruka, before being interrupted.

"It's just Haruka, you're my cousin, and you're not that old. I forgot sue me," said Keitaro, with an uncharacteristic harshness. Haruka was taken aback, but didn't show it.

"Now back to my original question," said Haruka.

Keitaro didn't answer, instead handing her the ownership documents and saying, "I'm taking a vacation for a week, staying with some old friends."

"You know I can't take over, I…" Haruka said before being interrupted again.

"Before you say anything, Evil already does most of the housework but I can't leave any of the clones in charge since they don't technically exist in government records and the place needs a landlord, or in this case landlady. Rent isn't due for at least 3 weeks, so basically you won't have to go up to the dorms at all. Will you do this for me, please Haruka," said Keitaro.

"Keitaro, you can't just leave," said Haruka.

"It's just for a week," said Keitaro, "Maybe longer," he added in his mind.

"So you're just leaving because things are tough. You know the girls will come after you," said Haruka.

"Haruka, if I walked into the living room with both arms separated from my body they wouldn't bat an eyelash. They have the other mes, they don't need the real me," said Keitaro.

"I can't believe you're being so selfish," said Haruka, giving her trademark disappointment glare.

"Like you actually give a damn in the first place," said Keitaro loudly, giving her a glare that was equally if not more intense.

"Keitaro, I didn't mean," Haruka tried to say but kept stumbling on her words.

"I know what you meant. Take the job or don't, I don't care but it doesn't change that for the next week I'm not going to be here," Keitaro said, giving her one more glare before he left the shop and rejoined Mia.

Sometime later

Keitaro and Mia sat down at a small food stand and ordered two beef bowls.

"Sorry, but it's all I can afford right now," said Keitaro sheepishly.

"It's all right, I tend to eat like this when my brother is away at work anyway," said Mia, giving him the first smile he had ever seen since he first met her again.

"Now spill it, why was there two of you at that place," said Mia.

"Actually there is five more where that came from," said Keitaro and off Mia's surprised look, added, "It's a long story."

"Well I don't have anywhere to be," said Mia.

"Fair enough," said Keitaro.

He told her about everything that had happened in his life up to that point, from being kicked out by his parents for failing twice to when he first came to the dorms, to becoming friends with the residents, then to losing it all to the Mirrors incident and the months of malnutrition, drinking, and isolation that followed.

"And then I met up with your brother again, we drank together a few nights, and next thing I know I wake up on the couch of your guy's apartment. Then I ate ricotta pancakes, took a bath, then well….you can connect the dots to what happened after," said Keitaro, avoiding her gaze.

Mia had kept quiet throughout the whole story but blushed at the last part, punched him in the arm and said, "Thanks for reminding me idiot."

"Sorry," Keitaro said, staring at his now empty bowl.

Mia wrapped her arm around his shoulder, "Me too, sorry I was such a jerk earlier."

"It's alright; I know we kind of parted on bad terms. So, bygones," said Keitaro, offering his hand.

"I still haven't forgiven you yet," said Mia with a glare, causing Keitaro to pull back.

"But, you've taken the first step to earning it," said Mia, shaking Keitaro's hand.

"So, what will you do now," said Mia.

"I think I've talked enough about myself. How about you? With that makeover, I bet you've had your fair share suitors," said Keitaro, ordering a drink.

"Not much to tell, I've only had 3 boyfriends, but they were too pushy and wanted to move too fast. One guy tried to cop a feel, told me I'd have to walk home if I didn't put out. Know what I did? Kicked him out of his own car, drove several miles, then abandoned it in some alley. I wouldn't be surprised if he's still looking for it. Another guy tried to spread rumors that I was promiscuous when I refused to move past kissing," said Mia.

"What happened to him," said Keitaro.

"He met my brother in a dark alley and tasted the business end of a baseball bat. Needless to say, the rumors were retracted the next morning," said Mia.

"Was the guy okay," said Keitaro.

"A few bruises was all he got, it hurt his pride more than anything. I told Jeice not to go through with it, but he insisted on defending my honor," said Mia.

Keitaro and Mia shared a bit of a laugh.

"Well, if it's any consolation, I think you'll find that one guy someday. The one guy that'll treat you like the princess you deserve to be treated as," said Keitaro.

"Are you kidding me, no man will tie this girl down," said Mia, "But maybe if it's the right guy, I wouldn't mind it."

Keitaro grabbed a few napkins and made it look like he was sneezing into them, when he was really staunching the blood flow from the double entendre of Mia's statement.

"Well I say good luck to you then," said Keitaro, laughing nervously hoping she wouldn't notice.

"Yeah, oh and Keitaro," said Mia.

"Yeah," he replied.

She then grabbed one of the napkins and wiped his nose and said, "You missed a spot."

"I'm so sorry," Keitaro said quickly, and he raised his arms quickly to protect himself from being hit. However his natural clumsiness finally took over and he fell out of his seat.

Keitaro scrambled back up as Mia burst out laughing at the situation, causing Keitaro to turn a deeper shade of red than he already had been.

"Sorry, I shouldn't be laughing but that was just too damn funny," said Mia, wiping the tears from her eyes.

Keitaro just grumbled and looked to the ground embarrassed.

"Come on, I said I was sorry. Now let's pay our bill and go drop off your stuff at the apartment," said Mia.

The two paid their bill and left the stand for Jeice's apartment, before Mia got a phone call. She brought her phone out of her pocket and answered it with a hello.

"Oh, Jeice," she said.

Keitaro heard some talking from other side of the conversation before Mia switched the speaker phone.

"Hey Kei, how did it go," said Jeice.

"No real problems on our end, me and Mia just had lunch and a nice conversation. Hey how'd your interview go," said Keitaro.

"I wanted to wait but I'm just too excited. I got the job," said Jeice.

"That's awesome little brother," said Mia.

"Yeah man, we should celebrate," said Keitaro.

"Couldn't agree more man, what say we celebrate at 7:00 at that new karaoke place," said Jeice.

"C'mon Jeice, karaoke," said Keitaro.

"Don't be a spoil sport, plus I've been waiting to show off my pipes and now I have an excuse," said Jeice.

"You sound like a nails on a chalkboard combined with that noise Jim Carrey does in Dumb and Dumber," said Mia.

"Oh c'mon, I'm not that bad. And besides I know you want to show off your pipes as well. Look if nothing else, we can sit at the bar and heckle people all night. Now I gotta go, see ya tonight," said Jeice, hanging up.

"That brother of mine infuriates me sometimes," said Mia.

"You know he cares," said Keitaro.

"Yeah Yeah. Speaking of siblings, how is Kanako anyway?" said Mia.

"Currently having sex with my Evil clone behind Shinobu's back no doubt," said Keitaro in an apathetic tone, "Not like I care about what my clones do, I'm not their keepers."

Much Much Later

Keitaro stared at his Coke Zero as if it held the meaning of life. Mia was currently sitting next to him at the bar, Jeice had appointed her as his own personal watch dog to make sure he didn't drink, though that didn't stop her from getting hammered herself. Jeice was busy on stage singing a mangled version of Down Under by Men at Work, much to the chagrin of the audience.

"Oy, get off the stage already," yelled Mia.

"That is Jeice you know," said Keitaro.

"Yeah I know, I just can't stand listening to that damn cat being run over on stage anymore," said Mia.

"Well I don't see you doing any better," said Jeice, joining them at the bar.

"That's because I'm too busy watching sad sack over here," said Mia.

"I resent that," said Keitaro.

Mia wrapped her arm around his head and said, "Aww you know I don't mean it."

"You should head up and do a song yourself Kei," said Jeice.

"No…I don't think," Keitaro tried to say before his collar was grabbed by Jeice and he was led on stage.

"Don't worry I picked out the perfect song for you," said Jeice, and Keitaro heard the music start to play.

"But I hate this song," Keitaro screamed inside his mind, and eventually just resigned himself to his fate and began singing.

(Author's Note I don't own the rights to Oasis's Don't Look Back in Anger

Slip inside the eye of your mind
Don't you know you might find
A better place to play
You said that you'd never been
But all the things that you've seen
Will slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head
Step outside, summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
'cause You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait,

she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away,

but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go
Where nobody knows, if it's night or day.
Please don't put your life in the hands
Of a Rock 'n Roll band
and throw it all away

Gonna start the revolution from your bed
'Cause you said the brains I had went to your head
Step outside the summertime's in bloom
Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And So Sally can wait,
she knows it's too late as we're walking on by.
her soul slides away,
but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

And So Sally can wait,
she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away,
but don't look back in anger
I heard you say

So Sally can wait,
she knows it's too late as we're walking on by
Her soul slides away,
but don't look back in anger, don't look back in anger
I heard you say

It's not today.

Keitaro finished the song as well as he could, to the applause of the audience since he was much better than most of the patrons who had been singing that night. He rushed back to the bar before an encore could be demanded and ordered another coke.

"Spectacular man, I knew you could do it," said Jeice before Keitaro turned to him with a glare and said, "As punishment for making me do that, I'm buying soccer horns and giving you one hell of a wake-up call tomorrow."

"Well, then I better enjoy this while it lasts, cause I'm never going to sle…" Jeice tried to say before he passed out on the bar.

"Thank god something stopped him," said Mia, drinking down another drink.

"Yeah," said Keitaro, drinking his coke while avoiding her gaze.

"So," said Keitaro,

"So?" said Mia.

"I umm really like your new look, though I must admit that I miss the old bookworm Mia," said Keitaro,

"Well thank you for the compliment, I wouldn't dress like this for anyone you know. Besides if it wasn't for you I'd still be that bookworm," said Mia.

"What are you talking about," said Keitaro.

"Don't you remember what you said that one time, you know the time that….," Mia didn't finish her sentence as she too passed out on the bar.

"Great, now I have to carry you both home," thought Keitaro.

"Original, thank god we found you," Keitaro heard a voice behind him say.

Keitaro grew angry at the sound, and he turned and saw his clones standing behind him.

"We've been looking all over for you, the girls have been extremely worried," said Nice.

"More like they just want kendo girl's sword back," Evil muttered under his breath.

"Ya c'mon Keitaro, we gotta get home man, even though this is one hell of a place. Sure we can't grab a drink fellas," said Fun.

"No, we're here to bring Original home so he can pay for the crimes against my beloved," said Brave.

"More like you just want revenge for him giving you a concussion," muttered Evil.

"G-Guys please don't f-fight," said Shy.

"He's the one who started it," yelled Brave.

"Well maybe I'll be the one to finish it," said Evil.

"Now now, gentlemen please calm yourselves," said Smart, trying to defuse the situation at hand.

"Butt out braniac," said Evil.

"What did you call me," said Smart.

"HEYYYYY," Keitaro yelled, drawing everyone's attention, "I'm not going back to the Hinata house, I'm taking a well-deserved break."

"A break from what? I've been doing all the chores," said Evil.

"A break from you, all of you," said Keitaro.

"Why, d-did we do something w-wrong," said Shy.

"Yeah, you were created," said Keitaro.

"Wow, that's harsh man," said Fun.

"Yeah, what'd we ever do to you," said Evil.

"Let me tell you, there is nothing about the situation I currently live in that doesn't make me want to vomit out my own internal organs. Honestly, I can't see straight when I see any of you and I can't tell whether it's because you actually think you deserve to exist or my unforgiving rage because you currently do so. I hate each and every one of you with a passion that no mathematical equation can quantify. What especially disgusts me is that you act as if you're actually real people like you actually matter," said Keitaro.

"We do matter, and we are real," said Nice.

"No you're not, each and every one of you are nothing more than another version of me, copies, fakes," said Keitaro.

"We are real," said Evil, grabbing Keitaro's collar.

"Then why do you still wear my clothes, wear my glasses, and continue to use my name. That's the only reason why the girls like all of you, not because of your personalities but because of your looks," said Keitaro.

Evil couldn't take it anymore and slugged Keitaro, "That's. Not. True."

"It is and you know it, why else would Shinobu and my sister want you," said Keitaro.

Evil slugged Keitaro again, and the two began trading blows. A punch here, a bite there, a kick there, it was sheer pandemonium until Nice and Smart pulled Evil away from Keitaro.

"That's enough, we're leaving," said Smart, and he led the rest of the clones out of the building.

"You know, I never expected this from you original," said Nice.

"Now you know how I felt when you stole my life. Why don't you run home to Naru," said Keitaro, and he watched as Nice finally left the building. He noticed the bartender was giving him the evil eye, so he decided to grab Mia and Jeice and head back to their apartment. He balanced the two and dragged them towards a phone booth where he called a cab.

The next morning

Mia woke up feeling like a jackhammer was in her head, and a stomach that was in knots.

"Morning sleeping beauty," said Keitaro, walking into the room with some breakfast.

"Screw off," said Mia, clutching her head.

"Oh well, I guess I can take this toast and aspirin to Jeice instead," said Keitaro.

"No no, that won't be necessary," Mia said, waving her arms frantically, before noticing that she was wearing very little under her covers.

"WHY THE HELL AM I…," said Mia before Keitaro said, "You threw up on yourself on the cab ride back here."

Mia wrapped the blanket tightly around herself, all the while blushing and glaring at Keitaro.

"What was I supposed to do, leave you to sleep in a puke-stained dress? I didn't look, I promise," said Keitaro.

"I guess not," Mia said, taking the aspirin and eating some of the toast.

"So what happened last night," said Mia.

"You and Jeice drank large amounts of alcohol, your brother forced me to sing on stage, and umm…nothing else happened," Keitaro said nervously.

"Keitaro, what are you not telling me," Mia said warily.

"Well, you said some things, but it wasn't important," said Keitaro, trying to avoid the subject.

"What did I say? And don't lie to me," said Mia, with a glare that could rip paint of the walls.

"W-Well, you said that your new look had something to do with something I said," Keitaro said quietly.

"O-Oh, well uh," said Mia.

"I don't know what I said but whatever it was I'm sorry, and I hope you forgive me," said Keitaro.

"It wasn't as bad as you think it was. It was just," said Mia.

Flashback to several years ago

Keitaro and Jeice sat in the living room of Jeice's home, playing the new video game Jeice just got.

"I can't believe the graphics on this," said Jeice.

"I know, they're so lifelike," said Keitaro.

Keitaro and Jeice continued their game until they heard the door slam shut. Keitaro turned to the source of the noise and said while waving, "Hey Mia."

"Oh uh h-hi Keitaro, are you staying over," said Mia, with a blush.

"Yeah, your parent's said I could stay the night," said Keitaro,

"Umm I'm going to head up to my room to study. Call if you need anything," said Mia, making a quick exit.

"You so have a crush on my sister," said Jeice.

"Do not," said Keitaro.

"Do too," said Jeice.





Jeice laughed at his friend's reaction and blush, "Sorry I couldn't resist."

Jeice and Keitaro returned to playing their game before Keitaro paused again.

"Hey Jeice, you know your sister very well right," said Keitaro.

"I'd like to think so," said Jeice.

"Why does she dress so simply," said Keitaro.

"Beg pardon," said Jeice.

"I mean, she's really pretty and all, and I know that if she just showed it off a bit more, she could be very popular. If she just acted with confidence she could have any guy she wants," said Keitaro.

"Whatever man," said Jeice, unpausing the game.

Unbeknownst to the two, Mia was listening to their conversation.

"Confidence," she said.

Returning to the present

"After that, I tried a few changes. I dyed my hair, I started to dress more liberally, I even tried to get rid of my studder. But you stopped coming around so I never got to show it to you," said Mia,"You left me, walked out of my life as if I was nothing to you."

"Mia, I'm so sorry. But why do you care about what I think of you," said Keitaro.

"Because…because you said if I did this, I could have any guy I wanted. And…there was only one guy I really wanted," said Mia, letting her bangs cover her eyes as she felt tears sting.

"A-Are you saying that y-you," Keitaro tried to choke out before he felt her lips collide with his.

Sometime later, elsewhere

The Hinata-ites and the clones sat around the table where Shinobu had made a big feast for everyone. The normal lovie-dovieness that normally permeated the table eas absent as each of the clones simply stared at the food in front of them. Regardless of what anyone said, Keitaro's tirade had really stuck in the minds of his clones.

"Err…are y'all alright," said Kitsune.

"Yeah, yeah we're fine," said Fun.

"Okay, so Urashima how about some training later," said Motoko to Brave.

Brave flinched at being called that and replied, "No, I think I'm going to take a break for a while.

"Do you feel up to studying Keitaro," said Naru to Nice.

"No thanks, maybe later," said Nice.

"Do you feel like going out today Kei-kun," said Mutsumi to Shy.

"N-No thanks Miss Mutsumi, in fact I think I'll just stick around here for awhile," said Shy, in a depressed tone.

"Here Sempai, I made this plate especially for you," said Shinobu to Evil.

"No," Evil said quietly.

"Here have a bite Sempai," said Shinobu.

"Stop calling me that," Evil said slightly louder.

"Sempai," Shinobu questioned.

"I said stop calling me that," yelled Evil.

"What's gotten into you Keitaro," said Kitsune.


The other clones excused themselves as well, and headed towards their respective rooms.

Evil Keitaro stood in bathroom, staring at the image in the mirror with disgust. No matter how he looked at it, he looked just like the original Keitaro. His glasses, his hair, his clothing, all just like Keitaro's. He was nothing more than a copy, and that infuriated Evil to no end. He became so angry, that he punched the mirror, breaking it.

"Why him, why do I have to look like him," Evil said to himself. Evil removed his glasses and threw them on the ground, breaking them. He rummaged through the bathroom drawers until he pulled out a razor.

He stared into the mirror and said, "It's time for a change," and he began the process of changing his outsides to fit his insides.

Author's Note

Okay, I need to say this. This is a hobby, done only when I have free time which with exams and trying to find a job is few and far between. So please, do not demand that I hurry up. If anyone wants me too, I can take less time on the chapters but understand that any chapters I post will be short. I can either post slowly and have a four part prologue, or I can take post a short chapter every week and have a 10 part prologue. Which do you think is what I want?

Okay, now that that's off my chest, do not post reviews asking me to hurry up; the updates will come so long as I have directions for the story to go. So either a few years, or until Taylor Swift writes a song that isn't about relationships. I'm also working on updates for my other story, so don't expect an update for a while.

Peace in the Middle East, stop writing novels Stephanie Meyer, and shame on you Kristen Stewart