Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ The Love Nest ❯ A Day Of Rest And Relaxation If Only... ( Chapter 22 )

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Mitsuné was adamant about beginning work on the scrolls. Shinobu and Mutsumi had to run into town to get her some rolls of vellum and some high quality ink. So while she was cataloging the scrolls into a book, Motoko and Tsuruko were giving her advice on how to log each type of scroll.

Keitaro meanwhile was being made to rest in his room the entire first day. The girls had told him that under no uncertain terms was he to lift a finger in any kind of labor. So, he had to sneak down and steal Mitsuné’s notes on what she had planned for the seaside resort. That only lasted about an hour because; Shinobu caught him reading them and took them back down to the lobby, where he couldn’t get at them.

The next day he was allowed to come out and join everyone else. Naru told him if he agreed to let them take care of the work, he could come down. But if he tried to start working she would have Motoko tie him up to his bed. She told him that after he had been in jail he deserved time off. So, the only thing he was allowed to do was rest, eat, sleep and make love. The first night he was there, he spent it alone. This was because Haruka wanted to hold a girls only meeting. Keitaro, after having spent the past few days sleeping next to somebody had gotten used to being able to snuggle up with somebody. So, that first night was awfully lonely, at least to him.

Keitaro spent the next day lounging about in shorts and a t-shirt. Shinobu or Mutsumi would walk snacks over to him. Once the evening of the second day arrived things changed.

He was soaking himself in the springs, when Naru and Motoko suddenly joined him. Lately, they had been seating themselves on one side or the other of him. However, this time, they sat directly across from him. He was slightly disappointed at first but quickly changed his mind when the two girls started making out in front of him. He could see their tongues dueling as they kissed. He could barely follow the movement of their hands, as they seemed to be everywhere at once. He had taken part in a threesome just three days ago. But neither Motoko or Tsuruko had touched each other. So, but what Keitaro was watching fogged up his mind. He didn’t dare walk over and see if the two girls wanted him to join in. All he could to was sit and watch. The show got even hotter when Naru forced to Motoko to lie back and spread her legs. Keitaro could not believe what he was seeing. Motoko was lying back giving him a perfect view of her recently opened womanhood. The only thing about this that seemed dreamlike was Naru’s hands were rubbing that soft and downy cleft. Motoko was wriggling around in pleasure while Naru whispered something in her ear. Just when he thought it couldn’t get any hotter, Naru moved down between Motoko’s spread thighs and stuck her face right in Motoko’s furry mound. Keitaro could not believe his eyes. His fiancé was licking out Motoko’s pussy. And that was the last straw. Keitaro moved up behind Naru’s well formed behind and slotting his penis against the lips of her swollen labia, pushed deep inside her.

Naru knew that this would get him hot. What she didn’t count on, was how hot she would be. She had made love to Keitaro before. And she had thoroughly enjoyed it. Making love to him was truly a slice of heaven. But to have him fucking her brains out while she was lapping Motoko’s juices from her quim was more than exciting. Naru was overheating quickly. Every time Keitaro would thrust into her, her face would push against her friend’s mound. Her nose would rub into the well-trimmed hairs of Motoko’s snatch and her tongue would dig even deeper into her womanhood. Naru loved the taste of her man and was surprised at how delicious her friend was. The worldwide joke seemed to be something about fish. But there was nothing fishy tasting about her friend. Motoko’s juices tasted fresh and light. She realized that if she were truly lesbian she would have done this years ago, but her attraction to Keitaro was still as strong as ever. Naru then pulled back and thru her filled haze saw that Motoko’s clit had emerged from its protective cover. Instantly she dropped her head to take the engorged bud between her lips, to suck gently on it. She was instantly rewarded with a mouthful of fluid. The more she played her tongue and lips over that enticing little bud, the more fluid she received, so she kept at it.

Motoko was in heaven. Whatever Naru was doing to her sure was working. She could see that Keitaro was getting hotter by the minute. Then he seemed to move as if he were a blur. One moment he was sitting there staring at them, the next he was behind Naru and was fucking her for all he was worth. Then she felt Naru’s tongue on her clit and the world turned upside down. If having sex with multiple partners was always going to be like this, Motoko would swear that she was going to turn into a hentai. Her best friend was orally pleasuring her, and their shared lover was royally screwing her friend. She knew that their relationship was more than sexual. She knew that sometime in the near future the amount of sex she would be getting might drop off sharply. But she didn’t care. She drifted from pleasurable cloud to pleasurable cloud. Then she felt the first stirrings deep within her core. Her hips began to buck on their own as her orgasm took charge of her body. Then it struck her. The sound that tore lose from her lungs was completely animalistic. She gripped her hands around Naru’s head and ground her face into her snatch. Then the world went dark.

Naru was taken by surprise when she felt Motoko’s hands grasped her head. Then what seemed like pints of her juice flooded into Naru’s mouth. Then her friend went totally limp. Naru was completely shaken. She had just given Motoko an orgasm. But her concern for her friend took an immediate backseat to what was going on in her own slippery depths. Keitaro was hammering her sex brutally. In fact, she knew that she had been the one to initiate sex with him every time before this. Now she knew that he was in control. His hands held her hips and a vice like grip. And something inside her was being prodded, and poked. Then whatever it was gave way and she felt her lover jab himself even deeper into her body. Once he had pushed past what ever it was she felt him shudder within her. Then he began to fill her with his seed. She could feel her womb stretching to accommodate the head of his phallus, and then stretch even further to accommodate the amount of semen he was pushing into her body. Then her world too, went dark.

Keitaro didn’t know what time it was. He didn’t know what was going on in the world. All he knew is that he loved fucking this beautiful woman. He was completely overwhelmed with his desire to claim her permanently. Then he felt something give way inside her and his cockhead popped even deeper into her body. Then a torrent of cum flooded from his balls, through his penis, and into her womb. Then, as if he were suddenly, and strangely overcome by fatigue, he collapsed pulling Naru over with him.

The three friends laid there in a semi conscious heap just holding on to one another. Then Naru took one arm and wrapped it around Keitaro and the other she wrapped around Motoko. They lay there like that for several minutes then she heard Keitaro speak.

“Why are we doing this again? I love all of you but I keep thinking that when this is over you are all going to hate me.”

“Keitaro I love you.” Naru said as she looked into his eyes. “but I also love Motoko and the other girls. I can’t promise you that you will get to se me making out with the other girls every day but whenever we do you will always be a part of it. It’s like we told you at the apartments. You are the only any of us have known that has earned our love. I don’t want to hear you say we might end up hating you again. Because there is nothing, further from the truth. I Know I love you, and I am going to spend the rest of my life with you. What do you think Motoko?”

“Kei-kun, you have become my reason for living. And I know that I am going to be by your side until we die. For one thing, I cannot see my life without you in it anymore. Second, my family would be very upset if the father of my children wasn’t around. I just hope that we can come up with a worthy name for our baby in nine months.”

“WHAT? Children? We just made love the first time yesterday. How do you know that you are going to be pregnant so soon?” Keitaro blurted.

“Keitaro, in my family we are taught to recognize when we become pregnant. Yesterday my womb opened for you. I know, because felt it. That only happens in our family when a woman becomes pregnant.” Motoko said with a happy sigh.

“Motoko, did you womb opening feel like something giving way deep inside you?” Naru asked smiling even broader than she was before.

“Yes, why?” Motoko said as she leaned up to look into the eyes of the girl next to her.

“Because that just happened to me as well.” Naru said laughing. “It looks like our Keitaro is going to be a daddy twice in the same month. Isn’t that nice Keitaro?”

Keitaro didn’t say anything…he had feinted.

Meanwhile back inside the teahouse…

Mitsuné was sweating over the scrolls still. She was shaking from her absolute concentration on the task before her. She didn’t even realize that Tsuruko had entered the room until she was asked…

“May I help you with anything Mitsuné-chan?”

“Oh…Tsuruko-sama, you scared me. The only thing I find disturbing is some of the thing these scrolls say can be done. One of these scrolls describes a technique called burning fist. I never really studied the martial arts but how can someone use his own energy to cause his fist to catch on fire? And wouldn’t that hurt them as much as it does they person they hit with it.?”

“The energy the scroll is describing is probably chi. There is much that can be done with ones spiritual energy. You have seen both Motoko and myself use our swords attacks haven’t you?”

When Mitsuné nodded, she continued.

“The types of spiritual energy we use is ki. We Aoyama specialize in focusing our energy into something else, in this case our swords. What this scroll shows is that the Urashima does is similar, yet opposite. They use their spiritual energy as chi to temporarily increase their own bodies. What starts out the same, is used and focused differently.“

“Are you talking about the energy that is located in the chakra points?” Mitsuné asked, “I took some basic classes when I was younger, but I never really understood what they were saying. I mean I could understand why someone would want to learn to hit someone where it would end the fight quickly, say by breaking their nose or poking a finger in their eye. Sensitive parts of the body will always remain a target. But how does one focus chakra energy to actually do some of the things like you and Motoko can do? The instructor that taught our class didn’t even seem to know that.”

“The best instructors can teach anyone the martial arts Mitsuné-chan. The problem is this. When you are part of a large class group, they are looking for those students that have the natural ability to use their chakra. The problem stems from the fact that persons like that are very rare. Another family like ours living south of us call themselves the anything goes school. If you were to watch them closely, you would probably think that they were all just a bunch of brawlers. Nevertheless, they are actually very disciplined for the most part. Their specialty is the unconventional techniques that are frowned upon in the martial arts world. They also have the unique ability to call upon the spiritual guardians of mythology. Like the dragons that guard the west and the phoenix, that guards the south. It is their openness that actually make them formidable combatants.

“But how does one learn to use their energy? I know that I haven’t been able to do it.”

“I am sorry Mitsuné- chan I must have gone off on a tangent. Have you ever meditated?”

Mitsuné nodded.

“When you meditate you focus yourself internally. You are actually concentrating on opening up your chakra paths. Once you are able to do so at will then you are able to learn how to harness that energy. All of the katas and fighting techniques they teach you are just to train your body how to react. It is the meditation techniques that actually open up your spiritual energy.”

“OK I think I understand that now. One thing though. I you use your energy too much, doesn’t that mean you will die sooner?”

“When a person lifts weights does he die sooner? Just like a bodybuilder, those who exorcise their spiritual energy get stronger. The more you train it, the more energy seems to be available to you. You might only start out with a small reserve of energy. But you, through practice and training, can actually make that reserve as large as you need it to be. Another point is this. When you train yourself in using your chakra you are also able to learn to do a lot more with a lot less. The best martial artists train both their bodies and their spirits. Its is they that bring the balance of harmony and focus taught mostly by kung fu practitioners. It takes both body and mind to perfect ones abilities. Do you understand now?”
“I think so.” Mitsuné replied. “Now I wish that I had paid more attention in that class. So, the same energy that you would use to do this Burning fist technique would also protect you from the damage it would cause you normally?”

“That’s right Mitsuné. It is your ability to focus that energy, which allows you to control just what you can do with it.”

“Thank you Tsuruko-sama for explaining that to me. Now I think I had better get back to work on these scrolls. I hate to admit it but this is the most fun I have had in a long while. And the bonus is, I am the first person in over a hundred years to have read some of these scrolls. For the first time in my life I am ahead of the game.”

“Good for you Mitsuné-chan, good for you.”Tsuruko said as stoked the hair of the younger woman. “but you have been at it for hours. I think its time you took a break come with me.”

With that, the warrior woman pulled the prankster to her feet and drew her towards the couch against the wall. Making her lie back, Tsuruko then pulled a blanket over her and instructed her to rest awhile. Then she walked back over to the desk where several of the scrolls and their respective translations sat.

Picking up the scroll describing the burning fist technique she wondered just how advanced the complete teachings would be. She didn’t even know what the basic stances were for the style that the Urashima clan had developed. But, judging from the few scrolls that had been completed it wouldn’t be within the normal parameters. Glancing over to where the now sleeping fox girl was she wondered just what other talents Keitaro’s women would have. She and Motoko were both trained warriors and Naru could sing like nobody’s business. Shinobu was the uncontested master of the kitchen and Kaolla was an inventor par excellence. She had had several dealings with Haruka but she really didn’t know much about her. The only one she had considered weak was Mitsuné, and it turns out she was adept at ancient Japanese languages. That left Mutsumi and Haruka as possible weak links to Keitaro’s world. Determined to absolve him of those weak points she set out looking for the elder of the two.

She found Haruka seated on the roof of all places. The ever present cigarette hanging from the corner of her mouth. leaping up she caught a hold of the edge of the roof and pulled herself up. She knew that she hadn’t made much sound at all so she was surprised when Haruka’s voice greeted her.

“Looking for me, Tsuruko-sama? Or could you just not sleep?”

“Yes I was. And no I could not. Do you mind not referring to me as if I were your superior. We are nearly the same age you and I. it sounds ridiculous to have someone refer to me as if I were better than them, when I am sure we are closer to equals. “

“Very well. Not what can I do for you Tsuruko?”

“You and I have both been entranced by what Keitaro is capable of as a lover. And I would like to be your friend. But I need to know something. What will your contribution to him be? Each of the other girls has shown me definite talents that would bolster Keitaro. I am a second wheel because Motoko is already his warrior. I need to know what you can provide. My sister’s happiness depends on Keitaro’s and I must assist him to keep her happy. If there is a weak point that someone outside of his little group can use to harm them, it is my duty to see that area strengthened so that his enemies cannot exploit it.”

“So you seek to aid Motoko by seeing that someone outside of our little group cannot get at Keitaro, is that correct?”

“That is they way it must be. Our little group has accepted it, but the rest of the country would not. The penalties that would be handed to Keitaro would ruin him financially, not to mention the years he could be incarcerated. Even though most people today are purveyors of love hotels and regularly visit them, they would not care. They would have to be outraged, at least in public. And the fact that two of his girls are actually closely related to him would be even more of a scandal.”

“If you wish to know what my power and position is you will have to follow me. It would not do to have the rest of the girls find out what my true abilities are, at least not yet. There will be a time that they will have to know, but until that time comes I will keep my secrets.”

“So where will we go?” the seaside seems a little open for your revelation if it is physical.’

“There is a place near here that I can show you what my power is.” Follow me.”

With that, Haruka leapt from the roof and landed lightly on her feet. Tsuruko was surprised at her ability but quickly followed.

The walked past the hot springs entrance and around past where the amphitheater used to stand to a small crevice in the rocks. When Haruka open the crevice with a wave of her hand to reveal a large underground passageway Tsuruko was amazed, but followed her into the darkness.

Once inside the cave Tsuruko was again surprised when the entrance closed tightly behind her and bathed her in complete darkness. They had traveled down into the earth about three hundred yards when Haruka spoke.

“You wonder where my authority comes from, let me tell you this. I am now the head of the Urashima. As its head that means that, I am also the high priestess. “

With that sentence, Tsuruko suddenly found herself in a well-lit room. It was oval shaped with walls that appeared to be hewn out of solid rock. Depictions of priestesses in various guises adorned the walls. At the far end of the room was a small alter. It was here that Haruka placed herself.

Haruka too, had changed appearance. Instead of her normal grayish sweater and pants, she was now wearing the full ceremonial robes of a high priestess. Her hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail. The pure red of her hakama stood out starkly from the pure white of her robe. Tsuruko did notice that instead of the traditional robe Haruka’s seem to have a pattern of cherry blossoms running down her left arm.

“As high priestess it is my duty to watch over my clan and produce the next line of priestesses. We of the Urashima fought a daemon thru the eons. Finally about four centuries ago we were able to trap it. Its body lies dormant beneath the grounds of Hinata house. I am not sure if it can awaken after all of these years but I watch and wait to be safe. I and Keitaro’s grandmother had a vision. In that vision, Keitaro would be the one to finally put an end to its evil. But first Keitaro had to be surrounded by women who would not trust him. In order for him to gain the power needed to vanquish the monster he would have to earn the love of each of the girls. He has done that. Now each of them must relinquish their keys to him of their own free will. I, Naru, Motoko, and now you have done so. My grandmother, seeking to cheat, also brewed a potion to awaken any love they might have had for him. In touching that potion, I believe that I unintentionally made myself a part of his group. You may have come into contact with it from the letter she left you. It is my hypothesis that some may have spilled on the letter intended for you. We are the ones that she referred to in her last days as the extras that might tip the balance in his favor.”

“So we each in turn are going to make love to him, then what? We are each going to end up going our separate ways?”

“Only if you want to. You are recently divorced, are you not? As the head of the Aoyama it is your job to oversee your family’s affairs. Any children born to you would therefore be Aoyama. The children born to Motoko would have to be named with the Urashima. I must insist on that. Eventually though our families would be joined, and our teachings as well. We Urashima have been masters of our bodies for several centuries. You Aoyama are masters of weapons. When the two schools are finally combined it will be the most potent school of martial arts in this region. Outside of that school run by that perverted Happosia in Nermia, I honestly can’t think of any school in Japan that could rival us. What would happen to all of us you ask? I think politically, we would become one of Japan’s premier organizations. Our families are already left alone by even the yakuza. Together even the triad would be hard pressed to want to interfere in any region we decide to become active. But most of all I think that we will love and care for each other as we should have done from the beginning.”

“You speak of political power? Yes together we could easily control our regions if we so chose. But I have noticed that the Urashima, like the Aoyama, prefer to remain in the background politically. So we would, say nudge things our way from the shadows? Or does you plans involve us coming to the forefront and making everyone aware of us? Even though the first option sounds repulsive to my honor, it is more appealing than letting our enemies know what we are capable of right away.”

“That notion is still a few years away yet. My grandmother’s notation to me was that we would set up a counsel. A group of individuals that would be chosen from both the Aoyama, and the Urashima. It would be they that decided who would be council chief. But as I said, that is a few years away. What I am concerned about is whether are not we can keep our secret. Someone seems to be interfering in the girls joining with Keitaro. The fact that both he you and Keitaro had to deal with uncooperative individuals because of the simple accident of Motoko falling through a rotted floor as me worried. What do you think about Tsuruko? “

“Now that you mention it, both the female detective and that baka of a paramedic were both very unreasonable. Does your family’s daemon have any agents in the modern world? That might explain why things did not go very smoothly two days ago. We fought a daemon ourselves through several centuries. Eventually the monster disappeared. Or family does not know whether or not it was destroyed, or if it is just waiting for a chance to strike again. In either case, you can count on my family if the monster you are facing does rise. It would seem that that our families are coming together that it crux in history. If this daemon is trying to prevent Keitaro from joining with, how did your grandmother put it his ‘keys’. Then it would seem that we ought to do everything in our power to see that he completes his collection of them.”

“I agree with you. But the condition is the keys must initiate the contact. I started the act by bathing him. Naru initiated the sex when they were out by the annex. And you and Motoko started it when you were alone with him at the hot springs. The other girls must also initiate the joining at their own pace. My fear is that they might not get around to joining with him on time. We can sit and wait. Each girl is looking forward to her turn with Keitaro. But, they also want the time they have with him to be perfect. We can only arrange for him to be alone with certain girls. But we cannot force them. And if any of the girls, or Keitaro, get hurt or worse, come up missing or dead, then the monster could rise again unstoppable. I just hope that everything will go as my grandmother planned.”

“Haruka, both you and I have seen how the girls look at Keitaro. And now, he is starting to look at them in the same way. The only thing I want to know is this. Who is the foolish baka that has allied himself with such a monster. It is people like that that make our jobs more difficult. Both of our families are trained to battle monsters. But in today’s day and age, we cannot go around and slaughter those that wish to regain power for such monsters. Daemons and oni have always had the knack for manipulating humans into doing what they need. So, the way I see it, we need to not only watch out for the daemon. We also need to be prepared to deal with it’s subordinates. And sometimes the subordinates are more dangerous than the monsters.”

“So very true. And that is why I was on the roof thinking. How do I watch not only the Hinata grounds, but the girls and Keitaro as well? Every time any of them go off by themselves, we take a risk of losing one of them. Because if we lose any of them, we have lost the battle.”

Tsuruko could see the worry around Haruka’s eyes. But she could also see the determination that she had to see that the monster was finally destroyed once and for all. The usual accoutrements of a priestess lay spread out at her feet. Different sutras sat in neat piles. Branches of different plants sat in rows. And a war fan was propped open and leaning against a tea set. She looked like a woman preparing for battle.

“I have an idea.” Tsuruko said. “if you keep an eye on the Hinata grounds. Then I can search for the individual responsible for trying to resurrect the daemon. That way, we can have our eyes on all fronts at the same time. It would better serve us to work together. The way I see it if we work together then we can protect our mutual interest better.”

“I am assuming you mean Keitaro. Yes it would serve our mutual interests.”

“How long has it been for you Haruka? It has only been two days, yet I feel empty and alone. How can it be that two experienced women like ourselves, can fall for a man so suddenly. It doesn’t matter that your grandmother cast some sort of spell on us. We should be able to resist it. But the only thing I can think about is having Keitaro lying next to me. Until I felt him flood me with his seed I didn’t know that I was so incomplete. Now, I wish to feel his seed stretching my womb. I cannot wait to see what our children will be like. Desires that I thought my ex husband had crushed have come to life again. Keitaro has made me realize that I’m still a woman. My fear is that I will never be what he wants me to be. But any time he wants to use my body, I know I will let him.”

“I too burn with my desire for him. But now that I have given myself to him, I want him to come to me. All he has to do is tell me he wants me. For all my skills as a priestess, I cannot bring myself to beg him to quench my desire. When he comes to me I know I will be ready. No matter his request I will be eager to serve him. Even if he, forgive my bluntness, wishes to fuck my ass. And if any other man told me he wanted to do that, he would have been thrown through a window. In fact the next time we are alone I plan on offering him my anal virginity.”

“I thought you said that he would have to come to you. But I feel the same way. If he were to accost me in my sleep, I would welcome him with open arms. If I woke up and found him hammering his huge organ into my ass I would immediately start thrusting back into him. My ex husband never showed me any passion at all. In his business dealings, he was honest and honorable. But with me, he was contemptuous, vulgar and rude. He spent several nights a month making love to his hussies and wooing them with his position within his company and money. Now it seems that I’m now attached to a young man, who not only has a harem of women vying for his attention. But each of the women love him so completely that it boggles the mind. What has me baffled, is that I have come to love him that much myself. Keitaro is honest to a fault and constantly tries to make all of the girls happier then he makes himself. The only fault he has, is that he feels unworthy of all of our attention. I believe he thinks that we will all just end up hating him. At least that is what Motoko has confided to me.”

“Keitaro has always been like that. If it weren’t so cute, I would say his humility was almost a failing of his. That is why I called that meeting between us women yesterday. I had to point out to them that if they really wanted this to succeed, they would have to bolster his ego a bit. Keitaro takes pride in everything he does. But certain friends of his seemed to make it their job to keep him in the gutter socially. You might have seen them leaving the apartments when you would visit. A tallish man with a shorter companion. Both men have brownish, long hair.”

“Those two bakas, they had the nerve to whistle at me when I was riding the train to the apartments. And when one of them tried to grope me I had to try to correct their behavior. But when I turned around they both stuttered my last name and ran out of the train car I was in. At the time all I could think about was how did they know my family name.”

“That would be them. Motoko and most of the other girls have punished them both, repeatedly. Nevertheless, they cannot seem to learn their lesson. The only thing that they have every done to assist Keitaro is when they got him free tickets to that amusement park when they worked there. They are, in my candid opinion, a pair of useless individuals. They have somehow managed to enter college, thank the Kami that they could not qualify for Todai. But, they still appear occasionally to try and torment Keitaro. It is my hope that, with the girls finally joining with him, they will try something that will cause Keitaro to toss them from his life permanently. “

“I too would like to see vermin like that get their just desserts. It would serve them right to try something now that Keitaro has actually laid claim to those who love him. From what Motoko has told me, he rarely seeks out confrontation. But when things that are important to him become threatened, he becomes possessed of an almost entirely different nature. I was wondering if you could shed a little more light on that?”

“Keitaro, as you have seen, is a very meek soul. He likes having fun and being around those types of people that will just let him be himself. That is why he seems to be happy here. The girls allow him the freedom to do as he would. Because they have learned that he would never harm them, or force them to do anything against their wills. But there have been times when Keitaro has had to step up and control a situation where the girls were unable to handle what was happening. Naru, once put on a cursed necklace. Even Motoko did not know how to deal with what was going on. Keitaro volunteered his body to Motoko’s attacks so that the necklace could be removed without harming Naru.”
“Motoko told me something of this. The sword that she had to use could have been quite dangerous. Motoko was quite impressed that Keitaro was willing to put himself on the line, his health, his very life to save Naru. I know for a fact that particular attack is quite lethal when performed incorrectly. To let someone attack you repeatedly with a technique that could kill you takes more courage than to fight. I think that was the moment Motoko started to truly fall in love with Keitaro. She might have been the one to remove the necklace, but it was Keitaro’s courage that allowed her to build her confidence enough to use that attack in the first place. Yes, I do understand how he has been able to earn their affection. If most modern men were to hold others in the same regard that he does there would be no need for army’s or war.”

“That is true. In this battle, we must determine who our allies are, and more importantly, who are enemies allies are.”

“Then we are agreed. So let us plan how we were going to go about bringing our enemies out into the open. Also you and I need to spend some quality alone time with Keitaro.”

With that Tsuruko leaned over and kissed Haruka lightly on the lips. When Haruka’s mouth opened her tongue slipped into Tsuruko’s they both knew they would be spending even more time together.