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Tug-of-War	By : thewriterwhocameinfromthecold Category: +G to L > Love Hina Views: 57788 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Author Foreword: A fun and smutty romp, in which common sense is left behind, and Keitaro's arrival elicits a much warmer welcome. As such, the views expressed herein are not necessarily those of the author.
Now that that's out of the way, enjoy the story.
‘The moment I pass my entrance exams,’ Naru Narusegawa thought, ‘I am leaving this nunnery and I am never coming back.’
            She removed her shirt and bra, looking down at her hard aching nipples; a stern reminder of how long it had been since she’d felt a man’s touch. Farther down, an unpleasant itch had been building unabated for hours, a fire that had smouldered unquenched for longer than Naru cared to remember, and picked now to begin raging.
            ‘This is all Motoko’s fault.’
            Two years ago she wouldn’t have had this problem. Two years ago, the boys in her grade and the ones above it had been falling all over each other for a date with her. She was, after all, one of the highest scoring students in the nation, and gorgeous to boot – even if she did say so herself. All it would have taken in those days was her saying yes, and she could have had any boyfriend she wanted. All he’d have to understand was that she wasn’t looking for anything serious, and she’d treat him to the night of his life.
            Through their high school careers, Naru and her friend Kitsune had happily traded boyfriends – never bringing them back the Hinata out of respect for their landlady. But all that had come crashing down once Motoko Aoyama had arrived on the scene.
            For reasons known only unto her, Motoko lashed out at any man in sight; and it hadn’t been long before she scared off every man who came with half a mile of the house. Given her and Kitsune’s agreement to separate their home and dating lives, Naru hadn’t minded; at least until Motoko’s reputation began to poison her own. Not long after Motoko’s arrival, it had spread around the school that the two of them were living in the same building; which meant that Naru was strictly hands off. So feared was Motoko’s wrath that Naru knew she could lie naked and spread eagled in the school hallway and not a single man would come near her.
            Not that she was about to resort to that. She was more discerning than say Kitsune; but the cravings were getting harder to deal with. Rubbing one out wasn’t working like it used to; and despite her hopes, her cram school had not provided the salvation she had thought it would. Anonymity had allowed her an escape from Motoko’s reputation, but the cram school was full of nothing but geeks who were so obsessed with their studies that they wouldn’t know what to do with a woman even if they realized one existed. Hell, that handshake with that idiot from earlier that day had been the closest thing to interaction she had ever had with any of the guys there.
            ‘Too bad he ran off so fast,’ thought Naru as she removed her contacts. ‘There’s something about a guy with glasses…’ She licked her lips as she wrapped a towel around her chest, filing his picture for when she got in the hot spring.
            Now that Motoko had left for her training trip and Granny Hina had gone on her journey around the world, Naru was determined to make the most of this privacy by masturbating in the hot spring until the itch went away or she could no longer stand, whichever came first. Then, once she’d cleared her head, she could sit down with Kitsune and plan how to keep Su occupied while they found a guy and made up for lost time.
            It was not to be, however. As Naru peered through the steam, she realized that the hot spring was already occupied by a lone figure shrouded in the fog. Naru sighed. Kitsune must have come home and decided to take a dip as well. No matter, Naru decided. She’d just plan with Kitsune and take care of business later on. Maybe her horniness would help her plan better.
            “Hi,” she called out, climbing into the water. “It’s a good day for a soak isn’t it?” she asked as she sat down a few feet from Kitsune.
            Kitsune said nothing.
            Naru decided to get a rise out of her friend. “You know, I think my boobs have grown.” She squeezed her chest together. “I’ll be overtaking you soon,” she taunted, knowing that Kitsune would rise to any challenge of her place as most well-endowed member of the household.
            But still Kitsune said nothing, starting to slide further away.
            “Hey, where are you going?” Naru started sliding closer. “Say something.” She stuck her hand out. It came to rest on a leg too hairy to be Kitsune’s.
            “Kitsune?” she asked, squinting through the steam.
            “No uh not exactly,” said the figure in a high voice.
            A man! Naru jumped back.
            “Who are you?”
            But the man, whoever he was, leapt out of the hot spring and ran for the change room. A second later, Naru heard Kitsune cry out. She leapt from the spring and ran into the change room to find Kitsune shirtless and staring at the hallway door in confusion.
            “Kitsune! There’s a man in the house!”
            “A man here? What was he doing in the hot spring?”
            “I have no idea, but we can’t let this guy go to waste. He’s the first guy to come near this place in months.”
            Above them, they could hear the patter of scrambling footsteps.
            “Why would he run upstairs?” Naru wondered.
            Kitsune smiled a feral grin. “Who cares? That means he’s cornered. You take the near staircase. I’ll take the far end.” She grabbed her clothes from the hamper. “It’s a fine day for a fox hunt!”
            No plan survives the battlefield, however. Especially not if one lives with Kaolla Su. Overhearing the commotion, she cornered the intruder on the stairs with her mini tanks before Kitsune could get close to him. The tanks launched their tear gas pellets, and Naru and Kitsune were forced to seek refuge outside, overcome with coughing and tears streaming down their cheeks.
            Up ahead, the intruder wrapped in nothing but a towel ran for the staircase only to run into Su who was aiming a bazooka. He turned around to find Naru and Kitsune gaining on him, and fell to his knees.
            “Please,” he begged, “I just wanted to stay at the inn for a while.”
            Naru had just been about to assure the man he was in no danger when his words made her stop short.
            “Inn? This is a girl’s dorm.”
            The man’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “What?”
            Kitsune stifled a giggle as she pointed to the sign on the door. “Yeah, can’t you read? Women only.”
            “What’s going on here?’ a voice asked. The group turned to see Haruka Urashima, the house mother making her way up the front walk.
            The man let out a joyful squawk, “Aunt Haruka! Am I glad-”
            Haruka struck the man over the head. “Just call me Haruka," she said as he fell like a sack of rice.
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