Mobile Suit Gundam Fan Fiction / Love Hina Fan Fiction ❯ Stationary Student Hail Hina ❯ Motoko The Shogun Assassin ( Chapter 2 )

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

WARNING: The following fanfic is a lemon; containing sexual content and harsh language. Viewer discretion is advised. The views presented within this fic does not reflect the views of the author. This is clearly fan work and should not be taken seriously. All those participating in sex are 18 years of age or older.

Love Hina is copyrighted to Ken Akamatsu and TV Tokyo.


This is war n----z, a duel to the death
You better make sure your swords sharp, plus you got a lion heart
'Cause I strikes for the throat and stab them with a deadly note
That pierces the eardrums. Those are the equally grim
Now you're stunned, another victim of the Shogun
I spinal-tap your cerebrum. So, go ahead
Try to run in advance, 'cause I stand firm on my warrior stance
Ready to be-head you, dead you
Rid your body of a soul, an' make it an empty vessel
"Cause your rhymes ain't punctual
The actual factual, that's why I verbally attack you...

Shogun Assasson of Killarmy
"Pain"
From the album "Dirty Weaponry"

-=*=-

Motoko: I do not believe that adding rap lyrics to an adult-oriented fandom-based story is called for.

Naru: Oh, c'mon, Shogun! It adds some much needed "darkening and dramatics." You'll understand.


It's Keitaro's turn to go to the market today. He manages to stride his way down the road despite the sex-sex-sex he's been having with Mitsune for the past two weeks. It was miraculous since he also had to do homework for his general and art classes, as well as clean up the tubs at his aunt's hot-springs hub. And there's also Naru's constant attempts to funeralize him. (He hadn't even done anything to her since...) Huh?

A casually dressed woman is tiredly wobbling up the street towards Keitaro... With a turtle on top of her head...

Keitaro: Uh... Excuse me, ma'am?

Mutsumi: Huh? Yes?

Keitaro: Why do you have a turtle on top of your head?

One response he receives is a high-pitched "mew" from said amphibious, soft-shelled reptile. That isn't even suppose to say anything. Another response he receives is when the woman slams her fist into her palm. It's obvious that there's a reason to the turtle making a home on this woman's head. Because now she's hurrying back to the direction where she came from.

It's then that Keitaro remembers what her aunt said about the mountain air and its effects on the locals...

-=*=-

Naru: A samurai?

Haruka: Wha did I tell ya 'bout layin' on da couch?

Naru: Cut me some slack, will you?! I finally finished cleaning up the place, did I?

The chain-smoking hot-springs manager answers her by flinging her off the couch and to a nearby wall. It's apparent that Naru's not one of her favorite employees.

Haruka: [Sits on the couch.] If ya still alive, I'll tell ya 'bout our new employee.

Naru: [Removing her head from the rubble.] Go ahead, Ms. Urashima; tell away. (And she'll probably force me to clean this, too.)

Haruka: Her name'z Motoko Aoyama. She's 'pose to be an expert in kendo and traditional sports. She won da Kendo Championship five times, an' she's also known for cuttin' through solid objecks wif her bokken; jus' a wooden sword. She's comin' back ta dis place 'cause it used to be her home. So I wantz y'all to be nice to her. Kapeash?!

-=*=-

Over Haruka's explanations, Motoko Aoyama rides the bullet-train through the majestic greens of the otherwise overpopulated country of Japan. Despite her reputation for not being afraid of anything, she is afraid of the changes that had taken place at her home, whilst she traveled the country and defeated many of her opponents. But her hidden fear gives way to instinct as she breaks her meditation and heads to the nearby restroom.

What she finds within one restroom, unfortunately, are two lovers who are in the process of graphic and explicit lovemaking. Motoko soon finds herself in a state of shock. Her dignified self tells her to tear her eyes away from this scene; maybe even do something in her power to stop it... But her curious self takes over; forcing her to witness the act of animalistic mating that was performed right in front of her.

(Okay, I'm an Outlaw Star fan. So I'll state that the two animals are Jim Hawking and Aisha Clan-Clan. My apologies, but I need to do that.)

-=*=-

The next day, Naru can be found sweeping the front lobby of the hot-springs hub. She's still angered at the fact that her boss is pampering "that little dickweed." Never Naru's mind that Haruka basically works him the hardest, as well as the fact that he complains less...

A van pulls up, with Mitsune behind the wheel. The second passenger of the van just happens to be... Motoko.

Motoko: [Exits the van and bows.] And a good day to you, Miss. I am Mo-

Naru: [Her face suddenly filled with glee.] HER!! YOU MUST BE HER, RIGHT!!

Motoko: I beg your pardon?

Naru: I'm so glad that someone like you had came! I am _SO_ seriously in need of your help!

Motoko: Oh?

-=*=-

One neck-breaking scene change to an ice-cream shop later... Motoko is enjoying her bowl of banana split as she listens to Naru's "horrendous trials and tribulations" about her natural enemy. (Which of course to her is Keitaro Urashima.)

Motoko: This "banana split" is a fine delicacy. I thank you for letting me indulge upon this treat. Now, this Keitaro guy. You refer to him as a demonic pervert sex freak. Is that correct?

Naru: Yeeees.

Motoko: Funny. I haven't felt any demonic pressence since coming to this town...

Naru: But this is a serious situation. Keitaro is a pervert sex freak. He'll come into your room without knocking. He'll rape you in your sleep. He's already sliding his puny dick up my high-school friend. And he'd probably do his own aunt at the drop of a hat.

Motoko: Hmmm... [Notices the attention from everybody else that Naru is grabbing.] And you wish for me to "remove his evil soul from his vessel?" Is that it?

Naru: Yep. Possibly in the cruelest, most painful manner if you can.

Motoko: I see. [Gets up from the seat.] There is one more question that I must ask of you: Is this particular guy an enemy of yours? Or do you hate all men?

Naru: Huh? [Bursts into an obnoxious, scary laugh fit.] Hey! It's not that I think all men are bad. I mean, there's this guy who I get to see everyday. He's a hunk, he's kind, considerate; he goes to Tokyo U's outreach branch in this city. And I bet he can beat the living snot out of that leechious worm.

Motoko: [Goes over to pay the cashier, with Naru trailing behind.] Then why ask for my help instead of his?

Naru: [Blushing...] Well... It's because... I mean... [Enters another laugh fit.] HE'S SUCH A HUNK!! WHY SHOULD I LET HIM GET HIS HANDS DIRTY??!!

Motoko: Hmmmm.....

-=*=-

Later on that afternoon, the two young ladies are are found strolling up the hill towards the Hinata-Sou; with Naru leading the way and skipping like a little schoolgirl. Motoko, despite her new friend's eagerness to turn Keitaro into "Leo Dicapitated," wishes to meet this guy for herself.

Upon making it to the hot-springs hub, the first person they meet is the _EXTREMELY_ pissed-off head manager Haruka Urashima.

Haruka: YOU!! Tubz 2 an' 3 need cleanin'! NOW!!

Naru: YIPE!! Yes ma'am! [Turning SD and running towards the Janitor's room.]

Haruka: An' you, Shogun Assassin! Tubz 4 an' 5 need sum "colony sweepin'" as well! Get to work an' do ya best!

Motoko: [Bowing.] As you wish, Mistress Urashima.

Haruka: CALL ME "SPANKY!!" Dis here public bath ain' my hobby!

Motoko: As you wish, Mistress Spanky.

As she watches her new employee head the same direction as the highstrung Naru, Haruka worriedly scratches the back of her head. She then plays the "Looney Toon" Gaijin anime in the back of her mind; the one where Foghorn Leghorn is arguing with the young chicken-hawk about the difference between a chicken and a trunk.

-=*=-

The late afternoon trudges on into nightfall. And Motoko, finished with her part of the work, heads toward her room. So far the change hadn't been bad, although she made a new friend too quickly. It won't be a problem though. Because she'll reveal to Naru the truth about the "demon removal" subject as soon as she sees her again.

She then stops at a certain door she nearly passes. Thanks in part to the harsh training she had received, she can feel the heat being discharged from that door. She felt that heat before. Out of the cat's curiousity, she places her ear to the door; being treated with the sounds of moaning, panting, and humping from the echoes of the room. She heard that kind of echoing before.

"Sex is occuring in that room."

That was the message that formed in the back of Motoko's mind... What followed were a flood of flashbacks of the many situations where she'd caught people engaging within the act of sex.

"...Keitaro..."

Keitaro? Keitaro: the demonic pervert sex freak that is Naru's enemy. He's already "sliding his puny dick up her high-school friend." And yet there's no struggle, no complaints at all. Just the warmth that is released when two people are inacting their animalistic nature.

Motoko: (I... Want... To feel... That type of warmth as well...)

The samurai for the modern day finally makes it into her room. And despite her powerful wanderings as to who this "Keitaro" is, she soon retires with a new hope for the next day.

-=*=-

The "Keitaro" she meets, at breakfast time, is not exactly the best-looking of the opposite sex. An average looking male with eyeglasses. He's not as "built" as the opponents she met during the kendo tournaments. Why is there so much heat from her right side?

It's just Naru. She's currently plotting some way of turning this guy's "accident spree" into a "pathway of doom." Motoko then looks at the shade of fear being placed on Keitaro as he tries to bring some sunshine to another morning breakfast. She then sees Mitsune; her cat-slit eyes and the bloodvein that's shown through her hair. She's staring right at Naru with the essence of "Death comes to she who gives my boyfriend misery." Her final person to look at is Haruka; tiredly looking onward as she realizes the redundance of the situations she had to deal with.

This time, things will be different.

Motoko: Keitaro. I wish to have sex with you.

Several things happened at once. Shattering of glass (Naru) can be heard. Keitaro, in a sudden outbreak of panic, backed off to the nearest wall. A fox (Mitsune) shift her gaze from the shattered glass to Motoko. And Haruka started coughing due to the build-up of cancer formed from all that smoking.

Naru: [Now looking like a hand puppet, complete with horrible background drawing and an ongoing laugh track.] AAH!! WHY!! ARE YOU!! NOW!! SAYING?!! THAT STUFF??!!

Motoko: And what of it to you? He is your enemy. I fail to see the reason why he should be mine.

Said hand puppet is now crying...

Keitaro: N-n-n-now hold on j-j-just a minute! I-I-I-I hardly even got the chance to know you.

Mitsune: [With a big-ass smile on her face.] That's right! You should know that he likes a good BJ first.

Keitaro: Hey!

Haruka: And Dan Quayle readily retarded, "I will not eat green eggs and ham, I will not eat them! Dan I am!"

Just then, out of sheer anime circumstance, Kaola enters the room and starts eating everything on the table.

Haruka: [Sweatdropping like a mad-woman.] Oh, an' where have _you_ been all dis time? Huh?

Kaola: Oh, just working hard on my first, full functioning mobile suit.

Everyone else: HUH??!!

Haruka: Hey! Ya didn' take my coffee maker, did ya?!

Kaola: Mobile suits need coffee makers?

Mitsune: Not really... Unless you work the graveyard shift. ^_^

-=*=-

ANYWA-AY... In the next scene, poor Keitaro finds himself following his new co-worker into her room. He's still shocked from all the weirdness of the situation. When the fanfic first started; he was a loser. He then finds himself "doing it" with a stranger, albeit a beautiful one. All of this under his aunt's best wishes (just as long as he's "protected")... And now...

Now he's in Motoko's room. It's quite modest for a dedicated swordswoman; with three swords stacked up along the left wall, pictures of great swordswomen on the right wall, and sunlight slightly filling the otherwise clean room through the curtains. But the real surprise came for him when she swiftly grabbed the crotch of his pants.

Keitaro's startled protest had been cut off with a swift kiss planted onto his lips. Motoko, who's hand had been busy while she focused on her kissing attack, finally releases the target of her newfound drive. And she proceeds to the task at hand of performing an entirely new technique.

Keitaro had merely been dazed by the kiss. But then he snaps back into reality when he felt a warm and wet feeling along his confused manhood. Motoko's giving him a blowjob; somehow rising over Mitsune's standard of "blowing the job." However...

Keitaro: Motoko... S-s-ssstop...! This-s-s is-s... Not... Guuuohhh...!

Motoko: (I heard that men enjoy this. His penis had gotten so erect from my fellatio. So I must be doing better than I expected.)

Keitaro: M-mmotokoooo! I'M GOING TO CUM!! GUUAAAH!!

In no time flat, Keitaro's cock fills the samurai girl's mouth with warm, sticky shots of semen. Each jerk upon his cock makes him shoot some more into her mouth. And after his balls are finally spent, he collapes to the floor; taking Motoko with him as she still attaches her mouth to his pleasured manhood. She finally unlatches from his member; coming up to look at him face-to-face. And slightly audible gulping can be heard she swallows his cum. She couldn't find any trace of emotion from his face. So she gives him another deep kiss.

Motoko: Did you enjoy my little entertainment?

Keitaro: Oh yes... I did... But... I must return the favor.

With that being said; Keitaro goes in to disrobe her of the kendo training outfit she normally wears. He notices that she wears the cloth wrapping around her small breasts (the same one that ladies from "Rurouni Kenshin" would call a bra), as well as the cotton-white panties (repeatedly found in "Agent Aika") which is now wet with sex.

He guides her to the floor; using her folded clothing as a pillow. He then returns the kisses to Motoko as he manages to unwrap the "bra" from around her breasts. Keitaro licks at her hardened nipples, which causes her to moan from the sudden warmth. He kisses downward, circling his tongue around her navel, and then kisses along her crotch. She's still wearing her cotton panties. But it's all the more excitement for the both of them as he wraps her legs around his head and proceed to lick her along the fabric covering her pussy.

Motoko's feeling that warmth. But it's not the same warmth she felt when Keitaro was doing Mitsune. The female samurai had to stop thinking since Keitaro had slid the panty crotch to the side and is now giving her wet snatch a bombardment of licking.

Meanwhile her attacker, who had two weeks worth of experience from the sexy fox lady, tries the best he can to return the favor. He sticks two of his fingers in; finding that there's no "cherry" to pop. But it doesn't matter. Because his attack seems to be working.

Motoko reaches her peak; her moan turning into a hollow scream the muscles in her sex clamp onto his fingers. Her juices start to flow from out of her canal, and Keitaro goes in to lap up the remains. And her body starts to relax from her orgasm. Her breathing was as heavy as the time when she first tested her sword skills in her matches.

She notices Keitaro currently trying to put his condom on, but he can't seem to get it on due to his near-animalistic rush to get laid. Motoko crawls next to him and tells him to relax. She takes the condom from his hand and rolls it on his hardened cock for him. And after thanking her, Keitaro kisses her in the mouth once more. Her rolls her onto her back, positions the head of his cock onto her pussy opening, and slides it into her.

The warmth... Motoko can feel his body on top of hers, as well as the stiffened flesh inside of her canal. Keitaro can feel the warmth of her pussy wrapping around his manhood. He shifts his weight over her so he can slide himself along her pussy. And Motoko, pleased with his performance, wraps her legs around her waist and her arms along his.

Three eyes are watching this scene through the slit of the door...

Haruka: (I guess hiz instinck doesn' take over so quickly like it did wif you, fox lady.)

Mitsune: (You treat people differently. Never mind that Motoko's basically the same sex demon as I am.)

Kaola: [With camcorder.] (QUIT THINKING ON TOP OF MY HEAD!! I TAPE HERE!!)

Haruka/Mitsune: Ow-ow-ow-ow...!ÿ Too loud...!

Oblivious to what's transpiring outside the room, Keitaro and Motoko have finally reached their peak; encasing themselves within the heat caused by the orgasm that had hit both of them. Our short-sighted hero collapses on top of the female samurai. With their energy spent from the lovemaking, they're now trying to catch their breaths.

Motoko: You're good, Keitaro. That was the bes-taaaAAAHH!!

Keitaro: Well... I... I must thank you. It's not everyday that- Huh? Why are you moving? What's your problem?

Motoko: TUUURR-TLLLLE!!!

Keitaro turns his head towards the direction of her eyesight. And he finds... A turtle. But not just any turtle. It's the same turtle that had spent its time on top of that weird woman's head. And it seems that the so-called fearless samurai had something to fear after all.

Keitaro: Hey, you. What are you doing here? Where's your owner?

Tama: Meeew. (Translation: Check out the next part.)

-=*=-

Naru Narusegawa can be found running like a madwoman; with tears in her eyes and the thought of everyone having... Having... "Doing it!" She doesn't even want to think about it. All she wants right now is to meet her man once again. Seta Noriyasu.

So what if he lives too far! (This isn't a problem since she's already finding herself in his city.) So what if she had some annoying brat to take care of. (There was certainly no complaint from said annoying brat. She shouldn't even call her that.) So what if Naru finds him with another woman. (Which she certainly did when she barged through his door...)

Another woman??!!

Seta: Oh, Narusegawa! I caught your message on the answering machine. I swear I was gonna call back, but something came up.

Naru: S- Seta... Who is this woman?!

Mutsumi: [Sipping from her cup of tea.] Huh? Oh, hi. My name is Mutsumi Outohime. Seta has been saying all these wonderful things about me. Oh, would you like some tea? Why are you turning white? ^_^;


Shinobu: Hello. I'm Shinobu Maehara and I'm very pleased to meet you. My parents are di-

Naru: NOOOOOOOO!!! A THOUSAND TIMES NO!!

Shinobu: Ms. Naru?

Naru: I will not allow you to be in this lemon fic, Shinobu!

Shinobu: Like we can do anything to stop it. Look! [Shows Naru a list from the web.] Hentai dojinshi with me and Keitaro are being made in herds. And they're quite popular.

Naru: *COUGH!!* [Turning ghostly white once more.]

Meanwhile, in the desert of an area once known as Sydney Australia, Zion's One Year War hero Anavel Gato is dressed up like a Federation's officer. He and a fellow spy prepare to sneak into the base in order to hijack the GP02 Gundam Physalis.

Orville: Gato, dude. You are, like, such, a dude.

Gato: I have a question though, Norris.

Orville: Then question away, dude!

Gato: What are we doing in a "romantic comedy" lemon fanfiction?