Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ From Man to Monster ❯ Symptoms ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Black Waltz 
After his death, Haruka begins to fall into darkness.
Anime/Manga: Love Hina Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.23.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 599 | Status: Work In Progress
After his death, Haruka begins to fall into darkness.
Anime/Manga: Love Hina Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Horror | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.23.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 599 | Status: Work In Progress
Death is something that can stay with a person for a while and then it goes away, but not in this case. For Haruka, after she had witnessed the death of her nephew, she promised herself she would never forget it, and like Keitaro, she would make good on her promise. After going back to the teashop, her mind and body were in a state of silence.
Walking to the counter, she laid her head down; then her body moved as she wept. After crying for a few minutes, she pulled out her photo album and opened it. Flipping through it, she saw different memories of Keitaro’s family, including Moé. She went further along in the album, seeing the photo of all the girls, plus Keitaro and Moé.
Moe...
She was the only one who showed her nephew love and kindness, something that those demons never showed him. Wait... those girls, they were the reason her Keitaro is now gone! Tearing out the photo, she took an object from the counter and stabbed it onto the picture then raised the weapon and continued at it.
Feeling her anger empty away, she threw the object to the floor. Looking up at the roof of the teashop, she said, “Keitaro, if you can hear me, I’m sorry for all the things I made you go through. I knew I should have done something about those girls, but don’t you worry, I will take care of them for you... I promise.”
Like with Shinobu, she was silent... with a blank expression. Two weeks had passed and Haruka had still not had said a word; she even refused to eat, avoided the girls, was sighing a lot... her symptoms were getting worse.
The girls didn’t know what she was going through but they were worried because of her things that she was doing to herself. Haruka didn’t care. To her, Keitaro was very important to her, but his life had ended in a flash. Sitting alone in her teashop, looking at the photo of Keitaro with his grandfather, she said, “I’m sorry, Keitaro... for everything. I don’t even deserve to call myself a family member to you, I’m just a stranger. I hit you when you called me ‘Aunt’; I let the girls abuse you while I did nothing but watch. WHY? Why can’t I turn back the clock and make things better for you?” she screamed to herself.
For Haruka, she never got to know her nephew better, and with his life gone, she never will. Drowning herself, she wallowed in the waters of sins. Getting out of the phases is a hard thing to do. You make it out, or you stay locked up in for life. You control your limits when in grief of a loved one.
“We’re putting an ad in the paper for a new manager,” Naru said. “If Keitaro isn’t coming back, why bother waiting for him?”
Haruka went up and grabbed the phone, ripping the cord from the wall and threw the phone to the wall. She looked at the girls. “No, you’re not. From now on, I’m your new manager.”
“But Haruka, what about your teashop?” asked Shinobu.
“I can manage two things are one time.”
“Haruka...” Kitsune started.
“SHUT UP!!!” she roared. The girls all tensed up at this. If Keitaro were here right now, he could see the look on their faces. ‘This is for you, Keitaro,’ she thought to herself. “From now on, you worked my nephew to the bone, you beat him, and you stole from him and tortured him, but now that’s going to change. You girls, especially you, you lazy sloth,” she said, referring to Kitsune, “will do his chores and duties from now on!” Seeing Shinobu tear up, she calmed the petite chef down and told her to go to her room.
When Shinobu was out of sight, Haruka turned her gaze back on them. “You tortured my nephew from day one when he was here. Starting tomorrow, I expect you girls to be dressed and ready to work, understand?!”
They nodded and she left the apartments, going back to her tea shop. For the girls, tomorrow was a workday for them, including the lazy sloth and they weren’t ready to do this, but they either do it or face Harukas’ temper, one or the other. After a silent dinner, the group retired to their rooms, where they slept. In her teashop, Haruka tried to sleep, but was unable to do so; she tossed and turned, crying to herself till she cried herself to sleep.
She had a nightmare. Haruaka was in the blazing building... the one that Keitaro died in. Then, she saw him... walking up to her while on fire!
Haruka was motionless while he his blazing body went toward her. “Why didn’t you do something about the girls, Haruka? Why didn’t you defend me like a real family member should have? Why wouldn’t you let me escape from the chaos of Hinata Apartments?”
The elder Urashima said nothing as he got close her and wrapped her in a hug, her own body beginning to burn as she screamed in agony; her skin melting away. Haruka shot up from her bed, hyperventilating while a cold sweat cascaded down her face. She looked at her skin, seeing it normal and not melting as well as the rest of her body.
She put her hands to her face and cried, groaning sadly, hoping that this pain would go away... but it won’t. It never will. Haruka got up for a minute and left her and returned with the picture of Keitaro and Keitaros’ grandfather in an album and set it on her nightstand so she could greet him in the morning.
“Goodnight, nephew,” she said, kissing his head and got back into bed. Hopefully, that nightmare wouldn’t resurface again.
Kitsune nodded, but felt herself ashamed at what Haruka was calling her. Rearing her arm back, the elder Urashima smashed the bottle across the Foxs’ mouth, her body going to the ground. The girls looked at her. “Haruka, what in Kamis’ name has gotten into you?” asked Motoko.
“SHUT UP AND GET TO WORK, DEMON!!!” Haruka yelled at her; then looked down and kicked Kitsune in the gut. “You, too, sloth, move it!” She landed a kick at her face then picked her up and threw her into the spring. Haruka looked back at the others and said to them in an icy tone, “There will be no breaks until this entire place is in good condition, got it?”
They nodded... Haruka turned to Shinobu and softened. “It’s okay, Shinobu, don’t cry. You go ahead and do what you have to do inside, okay?”
The small chef nodded and went inside, knowing that Haruka wasn’t going to treat her like she did to the others. Kitsune, all wet and mouth still dripping with blood, pulled herself out of the hot spring and got to work cleaning it, as did the girls with their chores.
All of them had one thing on their minds... why was Haruka acting so cruel all of the sudden? Was it because Keitaro told her to? Whatever the reason, they’ll know for sure why. But Haruka was determined to let them know the truth... including Sarah. Speaking of her, Seta was getting ready to head of for an expedition and needed her to stay at Hinata while he was away... a perfect way for Haruka to tell all of them, but she knew Shinobu would take it hard.
That child loved her nephew more than anything. She wasn’t like the others, but they were mean to her as well... only Naru and Motoko, none of the others were. Haruka looked up at sky outside of the building...
She heard a voice, in her head...
‘Kill them, Haruka... kill them.’
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Walking to the counter, she laid her head down; then her body moved as she wept. After crying for a few minutes, she pulled out her photo album and opened it. Flipping through it, she saw different memories of Keitaro’s family, including Moé. She went further along in the album, seeing the photo of all the girls, plus Keitaro and Moé.
Moe...
She was the only one who showed her nephew love and kindness, something that those demons never showed him. Wait... those girls, they were the reason her Keitaro is now gone! Tearing out the photo, she took an object from the counter and stabbed it onto the picture then raised the weapon and continued at it.
Feeling her anger empty away, she threw the object to the floor. Looking up at the roof of the teashop, she said, “Keitaro, if you can hear me, I’m sorry for all the things I made you go through. I knew I should have done something about those girls, but don’t you worry, I will take care of them for you... I promise.”
*
The next day, the girls were doing their usual thing around Hinata Sou, but one of the girls knew something was wrong. Shinobu looked and saw Haruka sweeping the porch outside, a blank expression on her, almost as if she was in another world. The little cook had asked her if Keitaro had come home last night but Haruka said nothing to her, and continued to do her work. Both Naru and Motoko complained to her that Keitaro was supposed to clean the hot spring, and Kitsune said she didn’t have any money for drinking.Like with Shinobu, she was silent... with a blank expression. Two weeks had passed and Haruka had still not had said a word; she even refused to eat, avoided the girls, was sighing a lot... her symptoms were getting worse.
The girls didn’t know what she was going through but they were worried because of her things that she was doing to herself. Haruka didn’t care. To her, Keitaro was very important to her, but his life had ended in a flash. Sitting alone in her teashop, looking at the photo of Keitaro with his grandfather, she said, “I’m sorry, Keitaro... for everything. I don’t even deserve to call myself a family member to you, I’m just a stranger. I hit you when you called me ‘Aunt’; I let the girls abuse you while I did nothing but watch. WHY? Why can’t I turn back the clock and make things better for you?” she screamed to herself.
For Haruka, she never got to know her nephew better, and with his life gone, she never will. Drowning herself, she wallowed in the waters of sins. Getting out of the phases is a hard thing to do. You make it out, or you stay locked up in for life. You control your limits when in grief of a loved one.
*
Next day was the same, well, almost the same. The girls decided if Keitaro wasn’t coming back that they’d put an ad in the paper for a new manager. At that moment, Haruka came into the kitchen. “What’re you girls doing?” she asked.“We’re putting an ad in the paper for a new manager,” Naru said. “If Keitaro isn’t coming back, why bother waiting for him?”
Haruka went up and grabbed the phone, ripping the cord from the wall and threw the phone to the wall. She looked at the girls. “No, you’re not. From now on, I’m your new manager.”
“But Haruka, what about your teashop?” asked Shinobu.
“I can manage two things are one time.”
“Haruka...” Kitsune started.
“SHUT UP!!!” she roared. The girls all tensed up at this. If Keitaro were here right now, he could see the look on their faces. ‘This is for you, Keitaro,’ she thought to herself. “From now on, you worked my nephew to the bone, you beat him, and you stole from him and tortured him, but now that’s going to change. You girls, especially you, you lazy sloth,” she said, referring to Kitsune, “will do his chores and duties from now on!” Seeing Shinobu tear up, she calmed the petite chef down and told her to go to her room.
When Shinobu was out of sight, Haruka turned her gaze back on them. “You tortured my nephew from day one when he was here. Starting tomorrow, I expect you girls to be dressed and ready to work, understand?!”
They nodded and she left the apartments, going back to her tea shop. For the girls, tomorrow was a workday for them, including the lazy sloth and they weren’t ready to do this, but they either do it or face Harukas’ temper, one or the other. After a silent dinner, the group retired to their rooms, where they slept. In her teashop, Haruka tried to sleep, but was unable to do so; she tossed and turned, crying to herself till she cried herself to sleep.
She had a nightmare. Haruaka was in the blazing building... the one that Keitaro died in. Then, she saw him... walking up to her while on fire!
Haruka was motionless while he his blazing body went toward her. “Why didn’t you do something about the girls, Haruka? Why didn’t you defend me like a real family member should have? Why wouldn’t you let me escape from the chaos of Hinata Apartments?”
The elder Urashima said nothing as he got close her and wrapped her in a hug, her own body beginning to burn as she screamed in agony; her skin melting away. Haruka shot up from her bed, hyperventilating while a cold sweat cascaded down her face. She looked at her skin, seeing it normal and not melting as well as the rest of her body.
She put her hands to her face and cried, groaning sadly, hoping that this pain would go away... but it won’t. It never will. Haruka got up for a minute and left her and returned with the picture of Keitaro and Keitaros’ grandfather in an album and set it on her nightstand so she could greet him in the morning.
“Goodnight, nephew,” she said, kissing his head and got back into bed. Hopefully, that nightmare wouldn’t resurface again.
*
The next morning, Haruka woke up all the girls and told them to get work doing their chores. So they did, but Kitsune had to bring along her mystic potion, aka her sake. Haruka wasn’t going to have any of that... Grabbing the bottle, she said to Kitsune, “Does the sloth want a drink?”Kitsune nodded, but felt herself ashamed at what Haruka was calling her. Rearing her arm back, the elder Urashima smashed the bottle across the Foxs’ mouth, her body going to the ground. The girls looked at her. “Haruka, what in Kamis’ name has gotten into you?” asked Motoko.
“SHUT UP AND GET TO WORK, DEMON!!!” Haruka yelled at her; then looked down and kicked Kitsune in the gut. “You, too, sloth, move it!” She landed a kick at her face then picked her up and threw her into the spring. Haruka looked back at the others and said to them in an icy tone, “There will be no breaks until this entire place is in good condition, got it?”
They nodded... Haruka turned to Shinobu and softened. “It’s okay, Shinobu, don’t cry. You go ahead and do what you have to do inside, okay?”
The small chef nodded and went inside, knowing that Haruka wasn’t going to treat her like she did to the others. Kitsune, all wet and mouth still dripping with blood, pulled herself out of the hot spring and got to work cleaning it, as did the girls with their chores.
All of them had one thing on their minds... why was Haruka acting so cruel all of the sudden? Was it because Keitaro told her to? Whatever the reason, they’ll know for sure why. But Haruka was determined to let them know the truth... including Sarah. Speaking of her, Seta was getting ready to head of for an expedition and needed her to stay at Hinata while he was away... a perfect way for Haruka to tell all of them, but she knew Shinobu would take it hard.
That child loved her nephew more than anything. She wasn’t like the others, but they were mean to her as well... only Naru and Motoko, none of the others were. Haruka looked up at sky outside of the building...
She heard a voice, in her head...
‘Kill them, Haruka... kill them.’
*
Black Waltz: How was that for a second chapter, nice and dark, I hope. Sorry if I haven’t been updating lately, I been too lazy. Gomen nasai.Please review.