Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Hina Heartbreak ❯ Keitaro's Transformation Part 1 ( Chapter 12 )

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

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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Keitaro Came back from his dig.  He was quite disappointed since the papers fell through...and the Peruvian authorities misplaced it.  He knew that was the risk that went with these digs.  Once he was home...he saw Su standing there.  Instead of kicking him in the head, she actually hugged him.  She was quite glad he was home.  She also had built a few radios from reasonably priced electronics kits.  She really enjoyed it.  He saw that her experiments were non-lethal, non-threatening, and legal.  She had saved her money, and smiled.

"Wow, what's with the sudden interest in these electronics kits?" he asked curiously.

"I was getting bored, so I decided to try something new," she smiled.

"That definitely is perfect," he said.  "You know...I can see you working in a multi-national corporation."
"Maybe...or I can help Amara and Lamba run Molmol!"

"You know, that is also a good idea," he said.  "However, if the people allow it that is."

"You know it!" Su said.  She understood that one bad thing could ruin everything.  

"Anyhow...I'm going to go unpack," he said.

"Oh...did they make a mistake?"

"Yeah, the paperwork got lost...there's not much we can do about it."

Su saw that he's not devastated at all.  He went to unpack.  Su followed him to his bedroom.  She caught his photo book, and leafed through it.  She was quite surprised that he was able to take great pictures.  She also noticed a thread between the older ones, and the most recent ones.  He was not in any of them.  She also thought about everything she's done against him.  She realized, most of the things....well all of the things...were not polite.  She did, however, have made a suggestion.

"You're wardrobe is...blah," she said looking his clothing.

"I wouldn't know anything about fashion," he admitted.

"Maybe, we can take you out shopping tomorrow," she suggested.

"You know...that wouldn't be a problem at all."

Su looked through his pictures.  She felt bad that Keitaro still is lonely.  It is true she's doing a lot more talking, however, she felt something wasn't right.  She saw there were a lot more pictures absent Keitaro.  They were all landscapes  She placed the book down.  She decided to go find Shinobu.  She really wanted to help Keitaro not feel bad.  She found her, and Motoko cleaning the dishes.  

"Guys...Keitaro's feeling bad," Su said straight up.

"How do you figure that?" Motoko asked softly.

"He's quite lonely," Su said in a flat voice.

"I noticed," Motoko said.  "All of his pictures had him just alone..."

"That's really bad," Shinobu said.

"I suggested we all go shopping tomorrow!"

"That would raise his spirits, and let's be clear, it is up to him."

"Though....those glasses are kinda..." Su started.

"Maybe it's time he gets rid of them," Shinobu said.  "They represent bad memories."

"Yes, that is true," Motoko returned, placing the dishes away.

They didn't know that Keitaro listened in on the back stairwell.  He knew that Shinobu was right.  There was a lot of stuff that had bad memories.  He was home early enough.  He decided that he was going to make a call.  He went to make a call to an ophthalmologist.  She agreed to visit with him tomorrow morning.  He then decided that in the afternoon, he was going to hang out with Shinobu, Su, and Motoko.  He then saw Kitsune bound in.  She really was happier than she was in the past year and a half.

"Kitsune, how did your day go?" Keitaro asked.

"It actually went well," she said.  "The editor actually loved my work...he wants me on a full time basis."

"That definitely will be perfect," he said.

"I see that something major happened for you to be back so early," she noted.

"Yeah, the paperwork got lost," he said, "that one was out of our control."

"I have to tell you, everything is definitely looking up," she said.  "It's true there still will be problems...but we can handle them different."

"You're right, we're not perfect in any way," he said, looking to the mid-afternoon sky.

"I have found out...that office politics suck."

"Kitsune, you're a freelance writer...you can syndicate your work through Japan."

"You really do get it," she then said smiling.  "By the way, Kanako had to go help your parents at the bakery."

"I wonder what's wrong," he said curiously.

"Actually, it's more work than they can handle."

"I'll talk to them into hiring somebody they can take on."

He and Kitsune talked for a few more minutes.  He decided to turn in early.  He really wanted to have all the rest he could.  The very next day, he went to the ophthalmologist.  He was rather early.  After filling out the papers, he returned them to the assistant  He smiled, and gave him his number.  He was a family man, as Keitaro saw by the wedding band on his left hand.  He sat down, and read a magazine, when his number was called.  Once there, he met with Dr. Yukari Izumi.  She is a woman of forty years, also married.  She has a rather short hair cut.  Her hair never reached her shoulders  There were a few gray hairs, but that wasn't a problem.  

"Good morning," Dr. Izumi greeted, "I see you wanted a consult for vision correction options."

"Yes, I believe I would need an alternative to glasses," he then said.  "If not possible, at least a new set of frames."

"I understand," she said.  "I first will have to give you a vision test to gauge how to proceed."

"Will this be like the first time I got glasses?" he asked.

"Yes," she said, "I still wear glasses, since I am allergic to contacts."

"I never knew one could be allergic to contacts," he said stunned.

"Well...I didn't know either...and that was scary."

"I don't want to press the issue any further," he then said.

"It's alright," she reassured, "I actually use this as a tool to make younger kids think hard."

"So they're not getting contacts for vanity's sake."

"That's the lesser extent," she said, showing him to the chair, "also for education's sake."

"Now I understand!"

"Good," she said, "now we will do a two phase test."

The two phase test was rather easy.  First to see what his vision is with his glasses.  She had him stand a good distance, about 20 meters from the eye chart.  he got everyone right, except for the last line.  That one was commonly missed.  She then gave him the full-on examination.  This took a few minutes, even with his pupils dilated  Once they were finished, she then explained his options.  

"Now," she said, in a rather sweet contralto voice, "you have quite a few options."

"Oh, I touched on one of them," he said, "an updated glasses prescription."

"Yes, you will be able to shop around for new frames," she said.  "The second option is contacts."

"Contacts might not be right for me, since I don't wear them," he started. "My ex-girlfriend does."

"I take it that she'll be a bad source of information," she observed.

"Probably," he said, "also I don't want to go through hell to figure out I'm allergic to late."

"That is understandable," she said.  "The most major and extreme thing you can do is LASIK surgery."

"What is that?"

She then explained the procedure in a step-by-step pattern.  She has shown him a brochure from a colleague of hers who performs it.  It definitely answered a lot of the technical questions he had.  Especially on the machinery.  She noted, however, that it's only to be done as a second opinion.  He agreed on that point.  He then had one major question.  

"What are the risks, and side effects?" he asked seriously.

"Other than going completely blind," she said.  "you will see halos that are permanent."

"That's not good," he then said.

"Secondly, if the equipment isn't clean...or if there's no sterile environment, there will be infections."

"That would suck."

"There's also double vision that will happen as well," She then continued.

"I understand."

"Next, you will have a dry-eye syndrome," she continued, "Finally...there's accidental traumatic flap displacement."

"That's rather serious," he then said.

"Yes, if anything happens, even years down the line...you need to get medical attention!"

He now was scared straight.  It seemed glasses was the safest way to go.  However, he felt like they were holding him back.  He then informed her that he'll get a second opinion.  She agreed.  She scheduled him to meet with her colleague who preformed the surgery for the following day.  The very next day, after the clothing shopping and such...he went to Dr. Megumi Honda.  He took him in on short notice.

"Well," he said, "my colleague has given me your case...and you asked for a second opinion."

"That's right," Keitaro returned.

"I will give you a full eye examination, again," he said.  "I also will make sure you don't have Keratoconus."

"What's that?"

"That's an irregular eye shape where your cones aren't right."

"How do you screen for that?"

"Well, we will do a Corneal Topography," he then said.

He then went through the same eye exams, with a few fancier variations. Dr. Honda was convinced that Keitaro was the perfect candidate.  However, he noted that he will have to have a full physical check-up before he can do anything else.  He wants to make sure that his body was in tip-top shape.  Keitaro agreed, and decided to make an appointment for a physical.  Once he got home, he saw Kanako standing there.

"Sorry, I was at an appointment," he said.

"I understand," she said smiling, "I am just mad I didn't get to go on the shopping trip."

"Maybe I can get Motoko to take you one day," he offered.

"That would be perfect...have you heard from Naru?"

"She's been creepy quiet the past few days."

"I see...she's plotting...again..."

"It is time for me to bring in the heavy guns," he then said.

"What do you mean?"

"I have to make a call to her little sister, Mei."

"I will do that, you rest."

"Well, I have a physical Monday..."

Kanako understood.  She did what she was going to do.  Keitaro went upstairs to his room.  He had a lot to think about.  Yes, his wardrobe was going to be changed.  He also was changing as a person.  However, he really wanted to do this surgery.  He then had a long thought about it.  He re-read the brochures.  Kitsune saw what he was reading, then remembered something.

"Hey...I think you better shop around," she said.  "Don't get the first one...that will be a disaster."

"I know," he said.  "Dr. Izumi was quite blunt in that point."

"Though, I have heard that Dr. Honda is the best in the business...and he won't do anything unless he's absolutely sure."

"Hey, I just visited with him today."

"He's actually my regular eye doctor," she said smiling.

"Wow, well...I will need support...I am thinking on getting the surgery."

"If it's right for you," she said, leaving.  "If it isn't, then you can get very cute frames."

She kissed his cheek before she left.  She went off to do her assignments for her classes, and for the newspaper.  He knew she was right.  This had to be something that is right for him.  He then decided he was going to think about it some more.  If after the physical he was leery...he would go straight to option A.  Kanako came in, and said it was going to be set.

"Kanako...I will have to put you in charge temporarily," he said.

"I understand."

Keitaro started the ball into motion.  He was going to improve himself in every avenue.  He had talked to his family, apologizing for what he's done.  He for the most part was forgiven  That said, he knew that things were going to go into hyper drive.  Though...he will need support for when he does get the surgery.  He also noted that Mutsumi was not as sickly as she was when they first met.  She would have to do, at least to get her out of the house.  


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