Subject: [FFML] Re: [Fanfic][One-Shot][Love Hina] Growing Attached (second half)
From: "DB Sommer" <sommer@3rdm.net>
Date: 7/1/2004, 11:07 AM
To: "Jose Argao" <ukyo_rulz@edsamail.com.ph>, "ffml" <ffml@anifics.com>



And one more, in two parts:


Motoko giggled as she replied. "Oh, I'm sure you're going to
have your hands full once the kids are born."

*****

"That's the only thing that could possibly have happened. They
obviously ran off together to live in the mountains!"

Kitsune is trying to kill Shinobu, isn't she?


'Wait a minute! If these two dots are really Keitaro and
Motoko, that must mean that they're together. Why would they be walking
around together in public unless....'

Naru: They were going to the same place. So just chill.

embarrassed warrior would have changed her clothes as well, but the
glue had seeped straight through her hakama and taking it off was
impossible. For his part, Keitaro had changed out of his pajamas
and was wearing his usual clothing.

With his hand stuck to her ass? Maybe you meant he changed  his bottoms, and
his top could pass for a shirt.


 Motoko grumbled as she rolled onto her stomach over Keitaro's
knees. Their position... it looked like she was a child getting
spanked for being naughty. It was humiliating!

And a major turn on. But still humiliating.


Seta turned towards Keitaro and handed him a fresh tube of
glue. "Here, take this. The last batch ran out, right? You should be
more careful using these, Keitaro-kun. Accidents like this are bound
to happen if you aren't."

Oh, good. More glue. Just what he needed.


*****

Naru waited impatiently as Kitsune pointed another one of
Su's inventions at Seta's van. It was supposed to be able to pick up
even the slightest sounds coming from inside, allowing them to listen
in on whatever it was that Keitaro and Motoko were talking to Seta
about. Shinobu was sitting beside her and

her, and


Su chose this moment to ask a question that had been bugging
her. "What are contraceptives? Are they tasty?"

Kitsune: Kind of rubbery, actually.


Otohime nodded slowly. "Well, that's true. It's just that
I've never been able to make it all the way to a hospital before. I
always used to collapse along the way. All the times I've been to
hospitals before this, I was carried inside on a stretcher. I don't
really know what to do if I'm still conscious when I get here."

Heh. Very cute.



Mutsumi then lowered herself onto Keitaro's left lap. She
took the tube of glue he was holding in his left hand and held onto
it for him before pulling his now free appendage onto her bottom.
Keitaro promptly developed a giant nosebleed and passed out. Motoko
clenched her hands into fists in an attempt to remain calm as she
spoke.

"Mutsumi-san, why are you sitting on Urashima's lap?"

Mutsumi looked blankly at Motoko for a few seconds before
answering. "Ara ara, was I not supposed to? You were doing the same
thing so I thought that was what I was supposed to do. Am I supposed
to look for my own man? But I like Keitaro. Can't we just share him
for now?"

Hehehehe. Very nice. This is why Mutsumi is number1 in my book. A plus to
you, sir.


*****

"Where do we go?"

Naru ran through the hospital like her life depended on it.
She had to find out for sure if

drop 'for sure'. Just clogs things up, really. Not needed.

Motoko growled in frustration. No amount of explaining could
make Mutsumi understand what was going on. The woman was completely
dense. A total blockhead. It was no wonder that she had failed her
entrance exams so many times.

But dense enough that she gets what she wants easily enough most of the
time. :)



"Oh thank you! Thank you, sempai! Thank you so much!"

Naru stroked Motoko's back as she hugged her friend in return.

"Don't worry, Motoko-chan. It's fine now. Everything's going
to be alright. It's over."

Heh


"Ara ara, why am I holding onto Keitaro-kun like this?"

Keitaro looked towards where Mutsumi was looking and found that
her left hand was wedged securely between his legs.

"What the... let go of me!"

Mutsumi made several light tugs, followed by a harder one.
Unable to pry her hand from Keitaro's crotch, she smiled and spoke
up to tell him of her problem.

"Ara ara, it won't come off."

Hehheheh. Brilliant. I thought she was just going to be stuck to his hand as
well. This is even better.

Thanks for sharing.

DB Sommer



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