Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ Enslavement ❯ Ominous Deal ( Chapter 1 )

DJ LIM: Hee Hee, it's the return of my NC-17 stories!!!!!! Ever since ff.net banned them, I've stopped writing them, but I can't keep them hidden forever!!! Here's my re-debut fic!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Love Hina, or it's lovely ladies (sadly), but Ken Akamatsu does, so why don't you go bug him for some doujinshi!!!

Summary: Day by day, Keitaro is beaten, pulverized, massacred, and ground into tiny little pieces by the girls of Hinata-sou. But what happens when a supernatural being grants Keitaro a pendant with some very special powers that could change his life forever?! Stay tuned to see what Keitaro will do to the ladies of Hinata-sou!!!

Lastly, I'd like to dedicate this fic to RPGer, because sadly, he has no sex life!!!! *snickers* But then again, I feel for the guy so I decided to write this for him!!!! And guess what? He's the dual author of this fic!!!! Also, I'd like to thank Tsukino Kage Spectre for giving me the idea off of his Ranma ½ fics, Tables Turned and Owned. Thanks a lot man, I loved the fics!

Enslavement

Chapter 1: Ominous Deal

Somewhere out at the other end of the universe, in another time, in another dimension where total darkness existed, a man dressed solely in black smiled as he gazed into what appeared to be a crystal ball floating in front of him. Muttering a few solemn words, he called up an image to be displayed on the crystal. Slowly, the hollow crystal started to glow, and materialize a picture before him. The grin the man bore widened into a full-fledged smile, as he watched in anticipation the events unfolding before him inside the crystal ball.

"Well……….this one shows promise. He'll make a lovely avatar…….." the man chuckled to himself.

* * *

Meanwhile, back in Hinata-sou, 20-year old Keitaro Urashima groggily awoke himself and arose from his futon. Walking over to his closet, he quickly changed out of his pajamas and donned on his normal clothes, the blue sweater and brown pants. He then walked over to the mirror and made sure that he looked decent enough so that the girls wouldn't complain that he was lazy, ESPECIALLY the one who housed the room above him. He frowned at the thought that Naru was always looking to find something negative about Keitaro, then just beat the man senselessly until he either learned his lesson, or was knocked unconscious. Sadly, however, it was usually the latter that got to Keitaro, and today he was literally praying that he wouldn't get whomped today.

However, it's just not Love Hina without Keitaro getting smacked around about fifty million times!

Peeking out of his door for any impending danger, he sighed in relief to find that the coast was clear. Stepping out of his room, he proceeded to head to the kitchen to determine whether or not Shinobu was already preparing breakfast. In fact, Shinobu was probably the only girl who didn't cause any problems for Keitaro, which actually pleased Keitaro, and he was happy to have her as a tenant, and more importantly, his friend.

Suddenly, a loud screech was heard from behind Keitaro, and like most people (AN: except for stupid Buddhist monks; god I don't understand them!) he turned around to discover the source of the noise. However, what he discovered made the poor teen freeze on the spot.

What Keitaro discovered was the other young tenant, Kaolla Su, racing down the hallway in what appeared to be a Tama-chan go-kart, not showing any signs of slowing down at the sight of Keitaro in front of her.

So in conclusion, Keitaro became a human crash dummy as Su collided with him at full speed, causing Keitaro's body to fly upward, going through the ceiling and leaving a nice impression of his body on the floor of the second level, right next to where he laid sprawled on the floor.

"G'morning Keitaro!" she called out as she sped by.

And that was the worse part of her to Keitaro. To Su, everything she does is considered a game to her, that her child-like mind is the method behind her madness. It's not that Keitaro thinks that Su does these things to him because she hates him. He knew better than that. He knew that Su liked him very much because he reminded her of someone very special to her, which was her brother. However, it was the way that Su displays her affection that pains Keitaro.

Literally, it does pain him. Very much to the point that he needs to make frequent trips to the hospital to re-align his spinal cord.

(AN: Yeah, yeah I know this is starting to get boring. But, I'm trying to foreshadow events since I can't think of anything else to write. Understand the negative aspects of the girls play a very large part in this story.)

Back on the second floor, Keitaro struggles to move his body, which is racketing with pain, back up to his feet. Dusting himself off and checking for injuries, he was not surprised to find that none of his bones were broken. (AN: Since he mysteriously gained that invincibility thing, I'd love to know how the hell he got that!) And so, he continued down the upper hallways, towards the stairs that would lead him to the kitchen and, of course, breakfast.

Unfortunately, due to some unforeseen, misplaced sake bottles, Keitaro instead ends up falling on his own ass, crushing a few sake bottles in the process, causing him to jump up in a sharp jolt from the shards. Rubbing his sore bottom, he cursed to himself on who would be so careless, but it didn't take him long to figure out who they belonged to. Turning a corner, he found his culprit sprawled against the wall, unconscious of course because of her continuous drinking. She was Mitsune Konno, a.k.a Kitsune the drunken extraordinaire! Staring hard at her, Keitaro could only sigh as he took note of her carefree, yet troubled life. Keitaro could tell that she was troubled, yet this girl chose to deluge her troubles with alcoholic beverages, so there really wasn't much Keitaro could do except offer her a few rehabilitation programs. (AN: But then again, would Kitsune listen? No…)

As Keitaro continued down the hallway, he passed another room, this one belonging to Motoko Aoyama. When Keitaro first became the landlord of Hinata-sou, he was surprised to find a skilled samurai such as Motoko taking residence away from her dojo, although he later learned that she fled from her older sister, claiming that she was not ready to become the successor of the Shinmei style of swordsmanship. Ever since that moment the two became a little closer, but the keyword is a little. It still does not mean Motoko won't use her katana against Keitaro whenever he gets out of line, and sadly, that's still very frequent.

Keitaro stopped right in front of the door, and in his mind he was debating whether or not to knock and see if she was up. Finally coming to decision, he started to raise his hand towards the door, but immediately jerked it back at the sound of a loud CRASH! within the room. Panicking, he fumbles on the door handle as he slides it open and discovers something truly amazing.

The samurai armor that was usually standing proudly near the wall had mysteriously fallen over, the pieces of the armor remaining unharmed, but scattered across the room.

However, that was not why Keitaro's eyes were bulging out, along with a certain something else………(AN: You guys should know what…….otherwise you're like RPGer, you have no sex life!!!)

What Keitaro's eyes were popping out at was the sight of Motoko……completely naked.

Now, this isn't the first time Keitaro had seen Motoko naked, nor would it probably be the last time, but for some reason this sighting turned him on more than usual. He decided to take a good look at her features. Never mind how pretty her face was, or how her hair made her a shimmering beauty, he focused on her figure! He took note on how well her breasts had developed; she definitely was at least a B-cup. He let his eyes wander further as he took delight in noticing how sexily smooth her legs were. Sunlight slowly crept through a window and basked down on her, causing her skin to actually shine in the glow! Keitaro's face brightened at the sight and he involuntarily began to drool.

But the best part of Motoko was in between her inner thighs, where her jade gate laid. (AN: Aw, come on. Do not tell me you guys don't know what a jade gate is!!!!!!!!!!) Keitaro's eyes deadlocked the area, and the drool that was coming out of his mouth seemed to have increased, along with a very large nosebleed. He saw the pubic, red hair above her muscles, which meant that puberty was already in effect for Motoko. His member was hardening tightly against his jeans, clearly showing that he wanted her. He was 20, after all. A guy like him should be partying with chicks and getting laid. But no, not Keitaro. He acted too nerdy and perverse around women in order to swoon them, not to mention he would get a nosebleed every time he saw a girl half-undressed.

Anyway, fantasies started to tantalize in Keitaro's head about him and Motoko. He would dream of Motoko submitting herself to him, offering up her body in the process. He would envision Motoko calling him master, being totally obedient to him and obeying everyone one of his commands, including any sexual desires he may have had. He could see himself in the future fucking Motoko for all she's worth, with her actually enjoying being done by Keitaro.

His fantasies were broken however, when Keitaro's nose picked up a peculiar scent in the air. Taking a good whiff, Keitaro's eyes widened as he realized where the source of the smell was coming from. Returning his gaze to her jade gate, he hung his mouth in utter shock as he saw her pussy…………glistening with her juices?!

Keitaro's mind was racing well beyond the speed of light. Did Motoko……….want Keitaro?! Was Motoko so turned on when he saw her nude that she actually wants to go ahead and………do it?! All these thoughts were running across his mind, as he considered something new. Maybe, just maybe the tough samurai girl was just an act and in reality she had secret desires to go all the way with him!!!

"URASHIMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Motoko raged so loudly, the whole town could've heard her.

That had snapped Keitaro out of his little fantasies, and replaced them with full-borne fear. He knew he was dead man now, there would be no remorse from Motoko. As a last ditch he tried to stammer his way out of being physically mutilated.

"I….I,I…….I…..I'm…….s-sorry!" Keitaro sputtered finally.

"Tell that to my blade!!!" Motoko retorted as she unsheathed her katana.

"What the hell is going on in there?!!" a new voice shouted.

Both Keitaro and Motoko turned towards the door and watched as it was violently opened as the owner of the third voice stormed into the room, an extremely pissed look on the newcomer's face. Keitaro seemed to shrink in fear, literally, as the newcomer seemed to stare at him in fury.

"H-How dare you?!!!! You pervert!!!!!!!" she roared, directing all of her hatred towards Keitaro.

This newcomer was none other than Naru Narusegawa, who always seemed to catch Keitaro at exactly the wrong moment and always served her own version of justice to Keitaro as punishment-the Naru Atomic Punch. This would make most people forget about dating her in a flash and find someone who is……….less volatile.

However, if there was anyone Keitaro had fantasies about, it had to be of Naru. Day after day, night after night Keitaro would fantasize for hours about Naru, and this was not just about the thought that Naru was possibly his promise girl. NO, the thoughts went far beyond that! Keitaro would dream of her every night, professing her love to him, one way or another, then offering her body for the taking in many different ways. Keitaro would instantly accept her offer, taking her body into his own and both of them would make passionate love to one another in many exotic ways. Sadly, Keitaro knew that they were only dreams, and not the real thing, as he was about to find out first-hand…..

"Here, take this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Naru screamed as she delivered her patented Naru Atomic Punch to Keitaro, sending the poor sap sky high into oblivion.

Motoko, however, looked at Naru with distress. "Naru, I could've handled it on my own, you know…"

Naru got enraged at that. "No way! And let that pervert molest you?! God!!!" She stormed out of Motoko's room, her mind swirling with hatred.

* * *

Back in the alternate dimension, the black robed man chuckled as he watched Keitaro pulling G's in the air, courtesy of Naru's Atomic Punch. He smiled to himself at to how Keitaro's residential situations would work well to his plans. Leveling his arms, extending his palms upward, he muttered a few more arcane words, causing the crystal in front of him to glow a crimson red……

* * *

As Keitaro continued to fly, he merely sighed as he braced for a hard landing like all of his flights usually are. Usually he would survive with only a few minor scratches and bruises, sometimes maybe a sprained arm or ankle. Very rarely, however, would he ever break any bones, or get any other life-threatening injuries. Once he crashed at his randomly designated location, he would simply pick himself back up, and head back towards Hinata-sou. Such was the way of an invincible nerd.

Coming down into a descent, Keitaro saw that he would crash into a very large oak tree. Preparing himself for the painful impact, he brought his arms out in front of him to shield his face. Closing his eyes, he waited for the brutal landing.

….and waited……

….and waited……

….and waited, but he to his surprise he never crashed. Wondering why he didn't hit the ground, he opened up his eyes, and what he saw was truly astounding.

To his surprise, he found out that he was no longer flying, nor was he anywhere in Hinata. What he found himself in was a room, if it even was a room he later added, of darkness. But it wasn't the pitch-black darkness that you couldn't even see your own hand in. No, in this peculiar darkness, Keitaro could see his hand as well as his entire body perfectly clearly. However, further examination showed that darkness stretched endlessly across all directions of the room he was in, showing no possible exits or escape routes. And who knew what might have been lurking in the dark? That was something Keitaro didn't want to risk, especially since he didn't have the slightest clue where he was or how he got there, so he decided to wait and see if anything else would happen that would explain the mysteries of how he got to this phenomenal place.

Strangely enough, the answers to his questions found him.

"Urashima Keitaro?" a voice called from behind him.

Spooked, Keitaro spun around on his heel and shockingly discovered that he is indeed not alone. What he discovered was a figure in a dark-black cloak with a mantle-like hood covering his head, concealing his facial features. Even without seeing the facial features though, Keitaro could tell it was man by the tone of the voice. The only other thing that Keitaro found odd was that a small hollow crystal ball was floating in front of the figure, which just made Keitaro believe that he was hallucinating.

"Who are you?!" Keitaro demanded.

The cloaked figure merely responded in the manner of a small chuckle that he had hoped to ease Keitaro's mind. Sadly, it only made the teen that much more of a nervous wreck, his face was covered in sweat, his teeth chattering to an unbalanced rhythm. Keitaro had no idea why he was in this strange place, or what this strange man wanted from him, but it was enough for him to panic and think that his life just might be taken away.

"Relax, my dear boy, all will be revealed……." The man explained, his voice echoing across the shallow room. "All I wish is to make a deal with you."

That had thrown Keitaro completely off-guard. This man wanted a deal with him? What could Keitaro have or possibly do that the man desired. He knew he was nothing more than a washed up reject that couldn't even attract an ugly girl, let alone a pretty one.

"Ah, where are my manners? I haven't even introduced myself!" the man apologized, all while taking a slight bow. "I am known as Ashura, and I have brought you here to grant your greatest desire."

(AN: Yeah, yeah I know I always use that name. Then again that name has become a part of me, so I can't abandon it ^_^)

"My greatest desire?!" Keitaro sputtered, the nosebleed once again free-falling from his nose. "Surely you don't mean-,"

"Yes, anything your heart wishes, including anything………..perverse." Ashura interrupted, letting a smile creep on his face, all while reading the look on Keitaro's face. "And I know just what you want………"

Keitaro swallowed a large lump that seemed to materialize in his throat. "Y-You do?!"

"Of course! You desire for your tenants to be more…….lenient towards you. You want them to respect your demands, get along with you. You want them to OBEY YOU." Ashura made sure emphasized to last part out to Keitaro.

"O-Obey me?! No, that's not-,"

"Silence! Do not deny it, for I have the ability to peer into your heart and reflect upon your greatest desire. And so, upon the nature of my spirit, I shall grant it for you." Ashura said, immediately going silent. Lowering his right arm, he twisted his arm and opened his palm, revealing it to be empty at first. However, his hand slowly began to emit a blackish-bluish aura that was dim at first, and then it completely engulfed his hand. When the aura disappeared, the palm was no longer empty. Instead, lying in it was a glowing ruby pendant that represented the shape of flames.

"Go on, take it." Ashura beckoned.

Unsure at first, Keitaro could only stare at the beauty and craftsmanship of the pendant as it mysteriously glowed in front of him. For some reason, it looked like there was an actual fire within the flame shape of the pendant. It captivated him so much that he just couldn't stop staring at it…………

"Ah ah ahh!" Ashura sternly shouted, knocking Keitaro out of his daze. "Be careful not to stare directly into the flame, or you will fall under the pendant's spell!" he explained.

"The pendant's spell? You mean this isn't an ordinary pendant?" Keitaro turned his head sideways, puzzled.

"Yes, that's the beauty of it! This pendant has the phenomenal ability to entrance any who happens to gaze upon it! Then the owner can make their subjects do whatever he or she pleases!" Ashura exclaimed. "So I implore you, take the pendant. It is my gift to you."

Keitaro was in utter shock. Here he was, in a strange dimension, with a weirdo who had a preference for black, offering him a magical pendant that grants all of his dreams and desires! Now normally, Keitaro would accept instantly being the LOSER that he is, but something in the back of his mind told him that there was more to this. He had a feeling that he wasn't getting this pendant for free. There had to be a catch involved.

"What's the catch? I know there's one involved in a deal of this magnitude." Keitaro asked, hoping that there wasn't one.

Ashura however, responded by laughing out loud, his voice still echoing across the dark dimension.

"Catch?" he mused. "There is no catch!" he pauses to think for a moment, and then continues. "Well, except for the fact that you can't tell anyone about our meeting, or about me, but that's it! You're pretty much getting the pendant for free! So, go on, take it….."

Slowly, but surely Keitaro outstretched his right arm towards the pendant and lets his fingers caress the surprisingly warm ruby pendant, then grasps it from Ashura's hand and it pockets it in his right pocket.

"Well……" Keitaro started to thank him. "I really don't know how to thank you….."

A 'no need for thanks' look came over Ashura's face and he quickly spoke to ease Keitaro's worries. "There's no need to thank me Keitaro, I just want you to live a happy life!" A serious look then washes over Ashura's face. "Now remember, to use it properly you must hold the pendant in front of your subjects, then let the pendant do the rest of the work. Do that and you should be able to control anyone you want!"

Keitaro nodded, understanding the instructions that Ashura gave him, then in return bowed his head showing his graciousness. He was about to turn around and walk away when he remembered that he was stuck in another dimension. Clueless, he questioned Ashura.

"Uhhh………h-how do I……..uhh….you know? Get back………" Keitaro lingered the question out that it took awhile before Ashura figured out what he was asking. When he did however he let out a hearty laugh and gave a wide grin.

"Oh, that, don't worry I will teleport you back to Hinata-sou, now go out there and use those powers!" Ashura encouraged.

Raising his arms for the umpteenth time, he chanted in an arcane tongue that was completely foreign to Keitaro whatsoever. However, reflecting on all the weird events that has happened so far, he had completely no rights at all to question Ashura's methods. As Ashura continued chanting, his body coruscated a blackish-blue aura as he continued his otherworldly spell. Leveling his face with Keitaro's, his golden-brown eyes started to dimly glow, then shined ever brighter with each passing second.

"Keitaro, look directly into my eyes if you seek to return back to Hinata-sou," Ashura instructed, his golden-brown eyes flaring.

And Keitaro did exactly as he was told. Looking up, he stared into Ashura's unholy eyes, and immediately, completely, felt the urge to throw up. His stomach began to tighten, his vision became obscured, and he began to feel lightheaded. His body, for some mysterious reason, started to feel as light as a feather, as if it was being lifted into the air. What Keitaro didn't realize though, due to his lightheadedness, was that he was actually floating mid-point in the air, his body emanating the same blackish-blue aura that Ashura's body was also projecting.

"RETURN!!!!!!!!" Ashura beckoned, his voice ripping through the darkness.

*FLASH!*

And with that, Keitaro's body and spirit ceased to exist within the dark plane, he being returned to back to his own dimension.

"What a fool," Ashura muttered as his aura extinguished from around him. He took this time to throw back his hood, finally revealing his facial features, and ran his fingers through his smooth black hair. Although Keitaro was only able to see his glowing eyes and his occasional smile, he did not get a chance to see Ashura's face wholly. His limp, black hair caressed his head and ran down along the back of his neck to his shoulders, his golden brown eyes seemed to give off an un-earthly glow. A single stray hair brushed his pert nose that twisted upward as he expelled a breath that blew the stray lock back up as he continued to straighten his smooth, silky black hair. At first glance to anyone who saw his face, Ashura would look just like a normal 21 year old.

However, appearances are never what they seem to be, and due to Ashura's mysterious nature, only he knew of his true age.

"Keitaro Urashima, you have just made the biggest mistake in your entire life." Ashura took this moment to gaze deeply into his right hand, as he clenched his fist tightly. "For countless millenniums, I've been trapped within this prison of darkness, slowly building up my power so that I can make my escape." Ashura said to himself, as he leered into the hollow darkness. "For yet you do not realize that you and the pendant I have given you are the keys to the universe's demise. For once you have accomplished your "personal tasks", you will have given me the energy required to escape." Ashura let his fingers grasp the edge of the hood as he slowly slides it onto his head, rendering his facial features once again invisible to the naked eye.

"Until then, my avatar……..enjoy yourself………." And with that Ashura spun around, his cloak whipping in the air, cackling as his body de-materialized into the shadows.

* * *

Darkness. Flashing white lights. Multi-colored streams. These were just a few of the things Keitaro encountered in what seemed to be a vast tunnel of infinite space. A dim light shined brightly at the end of passageway, as it steadily drew closer and closer to the end. Although this was another so-called "oddity", Keitaro felt that it was best if he just "let things go as they should" as his body continued to literally whisk down the tunnel. At the end the basking warmth of the light greeted him as he closed his eyes and embraced the holy light…..

*FLASH!*

Keitaro groaned deplorably as his head was struck down with another wave of dizziness overcame him, causing him to grasp and ravel his head in pain. He had no idea where he was at, due to the fact that his eyes were still painfully closed due to his lightheadedness, but because he felt something firm beneath his feat, he was able to conclude that he was standing on solid ground. Allowing his mentality to surpass his dizzy stature, he forcefully opened his eyes to find himself back to where he belonged. Back in the hallways of Hinata-sou. There was no darkness, no dark Ashura dressed solely in dark robes, just normality (AN: If you ever call Keitaro's life normal ^_^) within the walls of Hinata-sou.

Keitaro took this brief moment to ponder on the events that unfolded before him today. Wasn't it strange to meet someone who would grant an individual's desires and then actually having them come true? It was just too bizarre to actually believe!

Another thought crossed Keitaro's mind. Maybe, just maybe, Naru's Atomic Punch may have knocked Keitaro unconscious, like many times before, and he just dreamt this? Now that was a reasonable thought, and the more he thought about it, the more he became on the sold on the idea. Finally, he let out a small chuckle as he began to dig his hand into his right pocket.

"There's just no way!" Keitaro mused, a slight smile forming. "There's no way I'd be so lu…………cky?" Keitaro imminently stopped speaking as his eyes widened as his roaming hand was able to feel something within his right pocket. Wrapping each of his fingers slowly around the object, he lifted the light object, and he gasped at what he found.

It was the ruby flame pendant Ashura had presented Keitaro as a gift for being a "chosen one."

It wasn't a joke. The events that unfolded weren't fake, they weren't lies. Everything that happened was completely, 100% true. He didn't dream any of this at all. Instead he actually lived it! Keitaro couldn't believe his luck. His life was looking more superb than it ever has been before!

"I could've sworn I saw something flash brightly over here," a voiced called curiously from the corner.

And things were about to get even better.

Turning the corner, Motoko was expecting to find something completely out of the ordinary, her katana unsheathed in preparation in case it was something hostile. However, all she found was her perverted landlord Keitaro, dangling a strange jewel in his right hand.

Grumbling to herself, she holstered her katana back in its rightful sheath, and leered dangerously at Keitaro.

"Oh, it's only YOU," she uttered in a threatening tone, then turned around and began walking away.

A fleeting thought came to Keitaro's mind. This was his chance!!! He was all alone in the hallway with the stunningly beautiful Motoko, and this was perhaps the perfect time to use his newly acquired "gift" and test it out on her. The worse that could possibly happen was that he would get blown sky high, as usual, and by now that was something he was completely used to.

Then another thought. But what if the pendant did work and Motoko became his? Could he do with her as he pleased? Anything he desired? Wouldn't that be morally wrong? And what would happen if he got caught in the act? He could face serious criminal charges as well as major jail time that would damage the emotional structure of his life forever.

And so then he began debating over whether or not to entrance Motoko, both ideas eating away at his brain like acid. However, it wasn't long before perversion seeped within the cells of his brain and gave the former a distinct advantage. And so, two minutes later, he reached a verdict.

So perversion it would be. He decided that he would hypnotize Motoko, and accept any consequences that would follow the events he was about to create. He chose to benefit himself and himself alone, and he was going to have to stick with the outcomes no matter what.

"M-Motoko…..wait," he stuttered. "I……I wanted to show you how sorry I was, so I………I bought you a gift."

Motoko stopped dead in her tracks when she heard Keitaro's words. She was caught off-guard when she heard Keitaro mention a gift, especially when he had the gall to pull the events that he saw earlier. Although it was usually like Keitaro for him to buy a gift for when he made mistakes, the thought intrigued her. Maybe, just maybe, Keitaro was beginning to show a bit of affection towards her, because he liked her. Motoko, too, was fond of Keitaro, but she would rather kill him before he would figure that out. Still, she should at the very least forgive Keitaro for the accident earlier and accept his gift.

Turning around, she slowly walked back up to Keitaro, and she laid her eyes upon the jewel in his hand. Motoko had never seen a ruby up close before her, and for some reason it eerily glowed, captivating her gaze.

"Is that it?" she asked, her eyes still transfixed upon the jewel.

"Um……….yeah," he answered, bringing the jewel upward towards her face so she could get a better look at it.

Motoko had never seen anything fascinating as this beautiful ruby that dangled before her. It looked exactly like a burning fire, and that was what drew her attention all the more. What she didn't realize though, was that the glow was the jewel's special effect, which slowly ate away at her free will. As she stared deeper and deeper into the jewel, she began to feel relaxed, as if nothing could bother her. Her brown eyes, once filled with fire, slowly began to gloss over and become blank and glassy, her eyelids starting to droop. She wanted to go deeper and deeper into the jewel, into the fire. And suddenly she looked at Keitaro, and merely smiled. She knew exactly what to do, she knew how to treat him for the rest of her life………

Dropping down to her knees, she outstretched herself and bowed before him, worshipping him. She was his to command now, nothing else mattered. She had no will, no freedom, her only duty was to serve him…

Keitaro was in absolute shock. There was no way, absolutely no way, that what just happened before him was true. Yet, there she stood, bowing before him, as if she was offering herself to him. He had done it. He had performed the impossible. Motoko was his to command as he pleased, but he was still in deep shock over it. However, what she did next was the most shocking.

Lifting her head up, she revealed her blank face to Keitaro. Her eyes were glassy, clearly showing that she was under, her body remaining completely still. But what was most surprising was the smile that she was beaming on her face, and the words that followed.

"How may I serve you…………master………." She stated in a monotone voice.

Keitaro instantly passed out, the blood shooting from his nose like cruise missiles.

(end chapter 1)

DJ LIM: Obviously, this is going to turn out to be a very interesting story. RPGer and I can only pray that this story doesn't get booted off ff.net and we lose our accounts. Then again, perhaps I'll put a copy of this on mediaminer.org, so keep an eye out for it there. Anyway, first off yes, I do have a hypnosis/mind-control fetish, that's just me ^_^. You can check out some pictures of hypnotized anime girls at groups.yahoo.com/group/hypnotizedbishoujo, (hope I spelled that last part out right) groups.yahoo.com/group/hypnobishies, and www.sue-chan.com/hypno, as well as some real girls sites, including www.hypnogames.com, www.entrancementvideo.com, and www.hypnotrick.com. I know at least three more, but I forget the addresses that go with them. (Go to a search engine and look up Sleepy Realm's hypnobabes, Pete's girls, and www.hypno-girls.com, cuz I'm not sure if there's supposed to be a hyphen there or not.) Second, for those of you who would think that I've should have went for Naru first, I'm sorta saving her as "top prize", and having Keitaro work his way through the other girls before he gets to Naru. Anyway, chapter 2 will be done by our very own Shinobu plushie hugger, RPGer!!!!! The guy hugs the doll at least a hundred times a day, he is such a lolita lover ^_^. Man does he have a lolita complex………*notices death glares by RPGer*……..uh-oh! Uhh…….anyhoo……..till chapter 2!!!!!!