Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ Love Hinata ❯ Prologue

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Warning: This story contains explicit (and not so explicit) sexual content. Read at your own risk.

 

Additional warning: The author is an untalented, toneless hack. Contents may cause you to feel the need to wash your eyes with acid, and scrub your brain with lead. No, really, I'm not joking.

 

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Love Hinata - Begin Prologue

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"Grugk!" Keitaro voiced as he stopped imitating a pinball and skid to a halt.

 

Amazingly, or perhaps not so much, he was pretty much unscathed. Although he mentally swore to himself NEVER to piss off Naru, Motoko, get Su's attention and call Haruka "Aunt" at the same time again.

 

"Ahhchacha…" Keitaro rubbed his skull. While he knew he wasn't actually injured, getting smashed about like a rag doll was disconcerting, and not to mention PAINFUL.

 

"W-where… am I, anyway?" Keitaro cast a sensory glance around, noting that he still seemed to be in the Hinata, albeit it nowhere he'd ever been before. Last thing he remembered before his ricocheting flight was being thrown THROUGH one of the walls of the Hinata.

 

"Man…" The landlord looked for Keitaro-shaped holes, praying that he had just imagined the event; the repairs would cost a fortune. "Well, hmm."

 

Keitaro, thankfully, didn't notice any oddly shaped holes in the room. In fact, Keitaro didn't see ANY exits, at all. It was a rather large 24-tatami room, roughly double the size of his bedroom; it was also quite empty save for the pillar that stood in its center. The only source of illumination seemed to be the four dim overhead lamps that hung from the ceiling, as there were no windows.

 

"Uhm…" Keitaro scratched his head. "This probably is one of the Hinata's many secret uh… rooms?"

 

"Ah!" Keitaro lightly punched his palm. "I must have been thrown through an opening to one of those tunnels, and then bounced around 'til I got here."

 

Feeling pleased with his discovery, Keitaro began making a feeling search around the walls of the room. Roughly pushing at every point he could against the somewhat damp looking walls. The walls themselves were oddly deceptive, appearing to be made of rice paper, they were actually simply rolled up against a much more firm structure underneath. More then likely, they weren't even the flimsy material that was so often used in olden days, but simply made to look as such.

 

It was oddly invigorating, searching every single inch of the walls to try to find the one little nook or cranny that held the key to the exit. It was because Keitaro was so caught up in his exploration that he didn't notice that the room was starting to quake. It wasn't until the walls started to drip slight that Keitaro was brought out of his trance.

 

"W-water?" The landlord blinked, pulling his hands off the wall and blinking stupidly at them. "W-wait a second…"

 

The ronin finally took note of the shaking, minor though it was.

 

"D-don't tell me…" Keitaro looked at his slick hand. "Did a earthquake just break the a water vein?"

 

"T-they is REALLY bad," Keitaro muttered to himself. "If there's water coming in, I'm probably underground, and this room might flood!"

 

Trying to gulp down his panic, Keitaro started to search for exit, and at a much faster pace then before. Not really caring to admire his little search adventure anymore, Keitaro dug against the wall far rougher then before, pushing and sliding his palms up and down before moving onto the next section.

 

"Erk…" Keitaro noticed that the walls were becoming even more wet with liquid, and that the trembling was starting to increase. "If I don't hurry up…"

 

Keitaro suddenly had a vision of several months later, the entire residence of the Hinata suddenly discovering the hidden room and the water rushing out… along with a horribly bloated mass of flesh.

 

"W-water… does really bad things to corpses!" Keitaro shuddered, "I-If… I don't get out…"

 

Clutching at his head and sinking to his knees, Keitaro had several flashes of his funeral, close casketed due to the body being unrecognizable. He then realized that his promised girl would obviously have to move on… and get married! TO SOME OTHER GUY!

 

"N-NOOOOOO!" Keitaro screamed, accidentally slamming his head against the wall, unintentionally breaking himself out of his daydreaming. "W-wait, what am I thinking?! If I don't get out I'll never even get to MEET my promised girl! There's no way I'm going to give up just like that!"

 

Gaining some determination, Keitaro pulled himself up and began to search again, thoroughly, but not too hurriedly.

 

"Don't rush, Keitaro." He mumbled. "You still have time, the water obviously doesn't have too much to work with if there's still not even some puddles. If you aren't careful, you might miss the switch or lever or something and then you'd have to start all over again!"

 

Pausing to take a few deep breathes, slapping his cheeks at the same time, Keitaro began again. Calming, or at least as calming as he could, groping at the walls to try to find some sort of depression, or something similar.

 

Time seemed to crawl, and Keitaro's heartbeat pounded noisily in his ears. While he realized it probably didn't take more then ten minutes, it felt like hours or more by the time he had made a round, coming back to his starting point.

 

"W-wait…" Keitaro muttered. "I… I must have missed it… Probably when I was just starting."

 

Again, Keitaro began to go around pushing and sliding his hands against the slick walls, trying to ignore the increasingly forceful quaking, and the complete soaking that his hands and arms were taking.

 

The round seemed to take much less time, but Keitaro soon stumbled his way back to his starting point, gulping as his panic started to rise again.

 

"M-maybe… maybe it's on the floor somewhere!" Keitaro said, and tumbled onto his hands and knees, all too aware of how fast his heart was beating.

 

"Eeww…" Keitaro muttered as his hands stuck to the wet floor. "The floor's soaked too…"

 

"Geeze," Keitaro bitterly moaned. "Couldn't they have left some sort of more obvious indicator of where the switch is? Something like a statue or… or…"

 

"…" Keitaro looked up, feeling like a complete idiot. "…or maybe something like a big pillar…"

 

Pulling himself up, and half stumbling back onto the ground from the tremors, Keitaro slowly made his way over the central piece of the room.

 

"Okay… let's see…" Keitaro placed his hand again the pillar, and instinctively grabbed onto it as the room gave a huge quake. "O-okay… need to work faster, that one was… yeah."

 

"Eew…" Keitaro muttered as he slid hand up and down the circular piece of smooth wood. "This thing is like a mini-freaking-waterfall."

 

"…The water is kind of…" He held up his other hand sniffed it. "…it kind of smells…"

 

"Oh," Keitaro grumbled as he half searched the pillar and half supported himself on it from the shudders. "That would just be grrrreat… All I need would to have some tainted water giving me some sort of weird disease."

 

"Or maybe a parasi- Ah!" Keitaro give an exclamation, having found what he had been searching for… he hoped it was at least. "A hole."

 

Bending over so that he was level with the, circular, hole, Keitaro tried fitting his hand in…

"Oh…shit." Keitaro cursed as his two fingers fiddled in small space. "My hand's too big!"

 

"SHIT!" Keitaro swore again as he looked around. "T-there's got to be some sort of… stick… or something to fit in there."

 

"Crapcrapcrapcrap… gonna die, gonna die!" Keitaro muttered as he lightly bashed his head against the wooden pillar, hugging as the trembling got even stronger, making the room seem like it was warping at points.

 

"Heheh… this is how it's gonna end, huh?" Keitaro whispered, slightly garbled as the water dribbled down onto his head. "Here lies Keitaro, so stupid that he died just because he didn't have a stupid freaking wooden pole handy. What I wouldn't give for Motoko's sword or something…"

 

"…or something…" Keitaro glanced down, at his pants. "…I'm fucking insane."

 

Shucking his trousers and underwear, Keitaro quickly tried to calm himself down, although the room's shaking didn't help.

 

"O-okay… think sexy thoughts… because there isn't ANY way you're getting any if you don't get out of here." Keitaro grabbed at his penis and tried to get it out of its extremely limp state. "God, I just hope it's big enough."

 

'Kei~ta~ro…" The landlord imagined Naru, gazing at him adoringly as she kneeled down and grasped at his erect member. Flicking out her tongue expertly she licked the head of his purple shaft, right before she dug in an-

 

"OW!" Keitaro screamed as she room gave a significant shake and he accidentally slammed his head against the pillar. "…okay, let's try again."

 

Holding his semi-erect dick in hand, Keitaro started to imagine another girl… maybe…

 

'K-Keitaro!' Motoko moaned as he gave a forceful thrust, smashing into her vagina like a battering ram. 'It… it's too rough… y-your… Nghhh!'

 

"Heh… Do you li- OW!" Keitaro tried to reply before his head was slammed into the pillar again. "D-damn it… I'm… not really ready, but if I don't hurry up this room's going to fall apart!"

 

Pulling himself up, Keitaro aligned his cock up with the hole and pushed in it.

 

"Heheheh… P-perfect fit…" Keitaro giggled inanely. "O-okay… m-maybe a bit… bit tight…"

 

'S-SHIT!' Keitaro thought, 'that… actually feels GOOD.'

 

Somehow, the water dripping down it was giving the little hole a perfect lubrication, making it somewhat slimy. But it was still pretty damn tight, Keitaro was only barely able to hold back a groan as the room shuddered again and made the pillar vibrate.

 

"G-god…" Keitaro hugged the pillar as he slowly pulled his shaft into it. "…Almost… all the way in… and… s-shit…"

 

He was up practically to his hair roots, but he still wasn't all the way in… But he felt something; he was only a SMALL way away from pushing against something much softer then the normal pillar.

 

"Almost… almost… m-maybe…" Keitaro started to pull out slightly before thrusting back into the hole. "Almost… I f-felt… it…"

 

The shuddering was getting worse, and the water seemed to be almost coming out in gushes, he probably didn't have much time.

 

"Nghh!" Keitaro grunted, trying to control himself. It felt… GOOD, hell he was almost at his limit before he came. But if he did… he wouldn't be able to get up again for a while, and that surely meant he was utterly screwed, he needed to PUSH that DAMN button!

 

"Al-most…you…d-damnit…" Keitaro grunted, panting as he quickly jammed his cock in and out at a fast pace, trying to hit the button at the very end of the pillar. "Almost… a-lmost… ..mo…st…"

Keitaro grunted, he was about to come… if he didn't do it soon he'd…

 

Keitaro gasped, the room suddenly froze, just for a brief moment, and then shook even harder then before, making him grasp onto the pillar for fear of having his dick ripped off. However, it broke his concentration, all he could do to hold it. The vibrations from the quake almost seemed to make the hole tighten, and he past his limit. He felt his vision blacken at the edges as his cock pulsed, splattering his semen into the pillar.

 

He held the pose for a moment, just clinging onto the wooden pillar with his dick jammed up into it, and then his orgasm faded.

 

"I'm…dead…" Keitaro felt a depression start to set in. He was never going to be able to get out of here, not before it flooded.

 

And then he realized, the shaking had stopped, completely.

 

"…It's over?" Keitaro pulled his limp dick out of the pillar, feeling a bit stunned. "Heh… Well, I guess that gives me a bit more time."

 

Sighing, Keitaro turned around and started to lean against the central part of the room, and then blinked, rubbing his eyes slightly. There… was an opening, right across from him.

 

"I… I… there wasn't…" Keitaro blinked again. "I… my sperm must have… forced the switch… Heh…"

 

"Heheheh…" Keitaro giggled. He took a few deep breaths and tried not laugh insanely. "O-okay… I guess… I'm out of here, just as all the panic ends too, heh…"

 

The landlord simply sat there for a few minutes, relieved, but also somewhat stunned.

 

"God," Keitaro muttered, breaking out of his fit. "That was…"

 

Silently shaking his head in disbelief, he picked up his pants and underwear. Pulling the utterly soaked clothing back onto his body, Keitaro started to walk out the passageway, not even looking back.

 

If he had, he might have noticed a couple of oddities. The first being that, while the water had been dripping from the ceiling and walls for a good long while, there was little to none of it actually flooding the room. The next might have been that the hole he had shot his semen in was now leaking a pinkish fluid.

 

After a few moments, the pink, slimy liquid bubbled and enlarged slightly around a tiny object. The object quickly grew, and within a few minutes it was the size of a small child, with a cocoon of, now hardened, pink gel around it.

 

The child inside it looked human, with a stock of green hair being the only abnormal thing about its appearance. Its genitalia gave away its gender as female, her age - judging from her budding chest - appearing to be right around puberty.

 

After several more minutes, the crystallized substance began to crack, and then shattered. The child took her first breath, and then opened her brown eyes. Trembling, she shuddered off the few pink shards, but didn't appear to have the strength to do more then lay there.

 

"…" She gasped, her vocal cords only giving a low croak.

 

"…!" Frowning, she tried again, shakily trying to lift her hands.

 

"…e…aro…" Her voice cracked, only coughing out a few syllables while she weakly lifted a hand to support herself.

 

"Kei…taro…" Finally, she succeeded, and she smiled, holding her other hand up in the air at a shadowed figure that had already left.

 

Sighing, she slumped onto the ground, drifting out of consciousness, but still with only a single thought in her mind.

 

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Love Hinata - End Prologue

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Why, yes, this IS just a poor excuse for a lemon trying to show a façade of plot by using a bizarre pairing… why do you ask?