Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Hina Heartbreak ❯ Tsuruko's Sermon/Seta's Set Straight ( Chapter 6 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

By
triviatrap1982

I do not own Love Hina.  It is owned by Ken Akamatsu

WARNING!  The following contains heartbreak, break ups, sex, and other Hentai scenes.  If this isn't your type of story at all, or you're too young to be reading this...turn back now.
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Tsuruko was in the springs just relaxing.  She was thinking about how everything had happened.  She also didn't appreciate being lied to about her and Keitaro's relationship.  Still, she thought that calling out Motoko would cool her jets.  This happened a few months ago in Kyoto.  She also decided she had better put some sense into her head.  She was met by Mutsumi who decided to take a soak in the springs, since Shinobu decided that tonight was the night everybody would be on their own for cooking.  She, like Naru and Kitsune, was very busty.  Though...she was just as jaded, and just as naive as Keitaro.  She got into the springs, nervous.  She already had gotten her ear chewed by Kanako for keeping very important information from him.  Keitaro also had chastised her for not being honest, and for still kissing Naru's ass.  Therefore, she was quite understandably nervous.

"So...I take it you had a very long day?" Tsuruko asked.

"I have...I...can't even get Keitaro to give Naru another chance," Mutsumi said.

"It's a lost cause," she said looking to the moon.  "Think about it...if I cheated on my husband...I certainly wouldn't expect him to forgive me."

"I don't follow," Mutsumi said confused.

"You are very naive...even more so than Keitaro."

"Should he apologize to her?"

"No, he shouldn't," she said bluntly.  "I have seen how he's treated...even a stray dog has better manners."

"Oh...that's quite harsh."

"Yes, and you made zero effort to defend him either," Tsuruko said.  "I keep contact with him through e-mail...and he's told me about that kangaroo court."

"That was my fault..." Mutsumi said trailing off.  That was one day she'd rather forget.

"Did you try to stop them...or did you let them make things worse?"

"I ended up making things worse."

"You see...you are a sweet woman," Tsuruko said.  "You just need to get your head from your ass, and actually look at the world."

Mutsumi was rather stunned by the somewhat crass way Tsuruko gave advice.  However, there was zero way she could deny...she fucked up big time.  It was insanely quiet after that.  Tsuruko then got out of the springs, and went to dry off.  She invited Mutsumi to do the same.  She wanted to talk to her some more.  Mutsumi followed without hesitation.  After they were dressed up...they went to her room.  Motoko was waiting for her.  She did not like the fact that she had to face her...again.

"Mutsumi, you take a seat...this applies to you too," Tsuruko ordered.

"Right, we have a lot to talk about," Mutsumi returned, sitting at the desk chair.

"How is she involved in our business?" Motoko asked.

"Oh, she's definitely involved," Tsuruko returned, "I was not pleased with her behavior...I also had a little talk with Shinobu earlier."

"How did she take it?" Motoko asked.

"She actually took my advice to heart...considering Keitaro got to her first," Tsuruko answered.

"I wonder what she said?" Mutsumi asked.

"She told me she was guilty of not speaking up...even if she wasn't being listened to," Tsuruko said...glaring at Motoko.

"Before we lose our place...we do need to talk," Mutsumi said, not wanting to get chewed out a third time today.

"You're right," Tsuruko then said taking a seat on the bed.  "Now...first to you Mutsumi."

"I'm listening," she then said.

"You have definitely lost Keitaro's trust," she started.  "You have a lot to do to make it up to him!"

"I understand," Mutsumi said.  

"Motoko....as for you....I really am ashamed of you," Tsuruko said.  "You choose the forbidden fruits, over his feelings."

Motoko was feeling sick to her stomach.  She couldn't even comprehend everything that was happening at that moment.  Yet...she knew it was up.  She sat silently, to wait for Tsuruko to dig into her.  If anything, that would had made it easier.  She didn't want to speak.  She did, however, feel the heat from Tsuruko making her very uncomfortable.

"You're right..." Motoko said.  "I don't know if I'm going to get played."

"That is correct...you have to do the right thing eventually," Tsuruko said.

"Maybe...but I need to make right by everybody," Motoko then reasoned.

"Well...you can make right with Keitaro...after all, you did attack him," Mutsumi said.  

"Right..." Motoko said, "he's unarmed, and untrained."

"Even if the Samurai code was valid these days," Tsuruko started, "you'd fail as a Samurai...and Kanako would have had the legal right to end you on the spot."

This scared Motoko even more.  She then was starting to get the message into her head.  She then remembered, from her Japanese history classes that the feudal system was abolished fully in 1898.  She then had the pain in the pit of her stomach. She knew then, on what she had to do.  

"Tsuruko...the pain I have inside guilt...and I must make right with him, and Shinobu," Motoko then said.

"I have to make right with him too...by actually listening to him," Mutsumi said.

"That is good...don't do it all at once," Tsuruko said.  

"Right...would you like to order out for dinner?" Mutsumi asked.

"Yes, because Shinobu deserves a night off."

While the three were getting their dinner...Haruka was closing up her shop for the night, when she happened into Seta.  He was a goof ball  He held Haruka to a promise that had nothing to do with her.  He also had his blond-haired terror, Sarah with him.  She knew what he was here for...and she really didn't want to go through with even dating him.  She did had to force him to send Sarah to school.  That was the condition that she'd continue to watch Sarah.

"Seta...what do I owe this pleasure?" Haruka said half-heartedly.

"Well, I was hoping we could talk alone," Seta said sheepishly.

"Alright, Sarah...you're on your own," Haruka said.

She got the hint.  She was warned by Haruka that there will be no random assaults on Keitaro.  She hung her head low.  That meant, she couldn't get to Su.  However, the solar panels on the roof, and the windmill is quite new...and noticeable  Haruka then turned her attention on Seta.  She then decided to confront him exactly about everything on her mind.

"Okay...I know this isn't a social call," she said evenly.  "First of all...exactly where in Sarah's mother's promise am I involved?"

"What do you mean?" he asked confused.

"I only agreed to watch Sarah because you do get busy," she started.

"Oh...I guess I did mess up on that," he said softly.

"Secondly...I don't even want to date, much less marry you."

"You know...wow, that definitely is something I haven't thought about."

"What do you mean?"

"I have woefully miscalculated everything."

"I know...we're only human," Haruka said.

"I do have a confession to make...I never wanted to marry, or date you either."

"Listen," she said smiling, "you are a great friend, and a terrible driver."

"You're a great friend too," Seta then said.  

"Now...I do not want to date anybody of convenience"

"I know...how can we keep Hina from interfering?"

"You leave that to me, you deal with your own pushy family."

"Right, and I will be having evenings free when I'm not on my digs," Seta then said.

"Why is that?" Haruka asked.

"I'm going back to driving school...you're right, I do suck."

Haruka smiled.  She is glad she cleared the air with him.  She didn't want to be chained to a loveless marriage.  She decided she'd best go home.  However, she decided to have Seta walk her home.  She didn't live far...but didn't trust people.  After all, she didn't want guys to jump out of no where.  Meanwhile, Motoko went to Naru.  She wasn't in a romantic mood.  In fact she listened in on her phone conversation.  She was getting rather frisky...with somebody else.  She listened in.  She was most surprised when she learned it was somebody else Keitaro knew!
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