[FIC] Gang and Girl Visit Hinata: Havoc Ensues (part two)

[dd]

The tale continues. Plenty of opportunities for secret techniques, halisens, and the Naru punch.

Haruka was sweeping again. That report came from Sousuke, dressed in an outfit of leaves, sticks, and bruises. The bruises were courtesy of Kaname, who did not think that covert surveillance was necessary. Haruka was alone. It looked to be safe to approach her. “As long as you don’t say ‘aunt’ “ Melissa had added, helpfully.

The three walked up to Haruka calmly, watching the doors and windows of the Apartment building.

“Back again, I see. Sorry about that smack earlier, young man. It’s a habit I got into with Keitaro and Seta. Yes, Seta told me that he met you. He seemed mighty impressed. You’ll have him talking about Giant Turtle civilizations before you know it. He might even invite you to go along on one of his expeditions.” Haruka leaned on her broom, observing the way that Kaname was looking at Sousuke. She sighed.

“Were you able to tell the apartment manager that we wished to speak with him?” Melissa was all business now.

“No, I’m sorry to say that I could not. He was too busy running for his life.” That statement caught the attention of both Mithril operatives. Right on cue, they heard a screaming and uncomprehendable woman’s voice, the sound of a solid impact, and a man’s cry. Someone came bursting out of an upper level wall of the building, shoji, wood, and glass fragments following after him as he did an endless series of barrel rolls before passing out of visual range. A young woman stood by the resultant hole in the wall, shaking her fist. “HMMPPFF!!!” They all heard her say.

Sousuke looked alarmed, suspicious. Melissa looked amused, remembering Sousuke’s similar flight. Kaname looked eager.

“Oh. That was Keitaro. Not to worry, this happens every day. A number of times, some days. You can’t imagine the repair bills!” As Haruka spoke, Melissa smiled. She had seen some of the memos sent to Capt. Testarossa and Lt. Cmdr. Kalanin by the Finance Divison. “It may take a while before he makes his way back here. Would you like to come in and wait? I could make us some tea….”

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They were all sitting in a pleasant sitting area, sipping their tea, plates and bowls of fruit and raw vegetables within reach. Haruka had given them a brief rundown of the Hinata Apartment building, its history, and a description of the surrounding lawns, hot springs, and forest area.

In turn, sensing that Haruka was a kindred spirit, Melissa took a calculated risk and explained their identities and mission.

“I doubt that any of the girls could be responsible for the disturbances you have described” Haruka said, refilling Melissa’s tea cup. “Su might be able to create something that might catch someone’s attention, but she would work on it closer to the building, likely underground. It may be that someone is making use of the old Annex building, one which we purposely avoid.”

“Why is that?” Sousuke asked, filling away the name ‘Su’ for future interrogation.

“First, because of the strange powers that the building possesses. It has the power to unite a couple in love, if they profess their intentions there at the proper moment. Men, women, animals, mechanicals, national representatives, scheming politicians…the power works on everyone and everything.” Haruka caught the calculating look in Kaname’s eye. “I’ll have to ask you to keep out of the building, however. That is not a request, but a stipulation.”

“A stipulation?” Kaname asked, unwilling to have her new plan thwarted.

“Yes, we need to have that building intact for a future episode. Mr. Akakmatsu has been very clear about that. If you were to go against his wishes, things could get rather difficult.” Haruka was no longer smiling.

“Difficult?” Sousuke was now on edge. Could this ‘Akamatsu’ be the one they were after? “Are you saying he might attack us? Is he the one who is carrying out the possible activities in that building?”

Haruka looked at Melissa, who shrugged and gave her a ‘What can I do?’ look. “No, Sgt. Sagara…Sousuke…let’s just say he is our…boss. He looks after us all. He could place all sorts of obstacles in your path, if he thinks that you are going to harm us or adversely affect his plans for us.”

“I see. But…” Sousuke was interrupted by a woman’s voice, strangely familiar. Where had he heard it before?

“Haruka! What are you doing, sitting there with them? They were with a PERVERT I ran across earlier. I insist that they leave AT THIS VERY INSTANT!!!” It was the martial arts girl. The one that sent Kurz flying.

Melissa stood up, and bowed. “Please, calm down young lady. We have a good reason for being here, as we have informed Haruka. I can assure you, none of us is a pervert….”

At that moment, Kitsune came running by, a big grin on her face…a wallet in one hand…and her shirt in another.

Kurz, also shirtless, ran right behind her, arms outstretched. In a slurred voice, he yelled “I’ll catch you yet! Give me back my wallet!”

“PERVERT!!! Secret Technique, rock splitting sword.” The young woman slashed her sword violently downward. Kurz was caught up in the gust of wind along with Kitsune. Both were last seen exiting through a hole in the roof, dangerously close to the diakokubashira of the house, the main support pillar.

“Sgt. Major Mao…Melissa…” Haruka nodded to Melissa. “Sgt. Sagara…Sousuke” She nodded to Sousuke. “Miss Chidori…Kaname” Also towards Kaname. “May I introduce you all to Motoko Aoyama.” She smiled fondly at Motoko. “She is usually very quiet and reserved, but she has a small hostility issue towards men.”

Motoko, still glowering, turned to look at Sousuke.

“Don’t worry about that one, Motoko” Kaname said, a sour look on his face. “He’s NOT a man….”

Both Melissa and Haruka sighed.

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Motoko stood, unmoving. She looked at Kaname. “He is man enough for ME!” She had her hand back on her sword, ready to draw.

Kaname, feeling mischievous, decided to act as if she misinterpreted Motoko’s answer. “Oh, I see. He’s enough for you. Just what you always wanted?”

“I…no…I didn’t…” Motoko stammered. She began to blush furiously. “He’s just a man…probably another weakling, just like Keitaro.” She spat that last word, beginning to get some of her fury back.

“I see…who are you trying to convince, me or yourself?” Kaname made herself sound very skeptical. “I bet Sousuke finds you VERY attractive. Cute….”

“C-c-c-ute!!!” Motoko was clearly flustered.

“Miss Aoyama, I assure you….” Sousuke grimaced when Kaname stomped on his foot, hard.

“You see, Sousuke is a gentleman with honest intentions. He wants to ASSURE you just how beautiful and feminine he finds you!” Kaname had guessed right. Motoko looked close to swooning.

“Feminine? NO!!!” Motoko thought about her sister Tsuruko, and how she had stepped down from her exalted position because she fell in love with a man.

At that moment, a cockroach ran across the floor in front of the stricken young lady. “COCKROACH!!!” Normally, Motoko would have made quick work of it with her sword. She looked as if she was about to go hysterical.

“Not a problem.” Sousuke drew his pistol, aimed, and removed the cockroach threat with a single shot. He looked curiously at Motoko, his glance lingering as he tried to take her measure. This was the remarkable warrior that had sent Kurz into orbit on two occasions?

Sosuke’s look was not lost on Motoko, who steeled herself to attack, her weakness and indecision burned away by another violent flare up. How dare he look on her as if she were another plaything for his pleasure. How dare he question her resolve as a warrior.

Motoko hesitated too long. Kaname had noticed Sousuke looking at the warrior girl. That moody military maniac just might fall for that kind of girl! She swung her halisen with a different twist to her wrist. She watched with great pleasure as Sousuke cartwheeled though a series of fusuma and shoji, finally coming to a halt on a distant roughened tatami. “HMMMPPPFFF!!! That’s no way to treat a young lady, Sousuke. We should refrain from causing trouble. We’re guests here.”

Haruka and Melissa just looked at each other, shaking their heads. “Suddenly, I feel like a beer” Haruka said to Melissa. “Care to join me?”

Melissa’s eyes lit up. “Yes, I would be a poor guest if I did not.” Both Haruka and Melissa smiled at that statement. One beer lover can always tell another.

“What would you like? Something mainstream…Asahi, Sapporo, Kirin, or Suntory? Or, would you prefer ji-biru?”

“A microbrew would do very nicely, thank you. Do you have any Yamato Waoh?” Melissa licked her lips and sat up a bit straighter.

“Yes, and Doppo from Okayama; Csarda by Kobe; a nice caramel dark ale from Hilda Takayama; a sweet weitzen from Satsuma; and a Belgian-like blanche from Shirayuki.”

Melissa looked truly torn by indecision. “So many to choose from….”

“Don’t stress yourself out. I’ll bring them all. We’ll probably NEED them.” Haruka left to fetch the aforementioned beverages.

When Sousuke managed to drag himself back into the room, Motoko was no longer there. Kaname was, though. That might be challenge enough. At least it did not appear as if he were about to be attacked unexpectedly.

“L-e-t-’-s P-l-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-y ! ! ! !” A voice yelled from behind Sousuke. Before he knew it, someone or something had landed on his shoulders. A pair of strong small arms wrapped themselves around his neck. The odor was reminiscent of many a jungle he had macheted his way through.

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Sousuke moved purely from instinct. He threw his attacker towards the ground and drew his pistol.

The person that he attempted to throw to the ground had other ideas. The small slender girl, dark shinned and very cute, flipped lithely, bouncing off the floor and two walls before landing in a beastial crouch. She had a very big smile when she stood up, smoothing out the colorful ethnic garb she was wearing.

“Wow! That was pretty psycho!!! Are you another idiot? A really really BIG idiot, like Keitaro?” The girl looked very hopeful.

“No, I am not an idiot. I am a SPECIALIST!” Sousuke was shaking his head ‘no.’ Waving to get the girl’s attention, Kaname was nodding her head ‘yes.’ Melissa and Haruka wanted nothing to do with it.

“Ooh…a SPECIALIST…that sounds YUMMY!!!” The girl lept up as if bouncing off of a trampoline. She ended back on Sousuke, hands rummaging through his shirt, jacket, pocket, and pants. “Do you have any curry?”

“Uh…no!” Sousuke was confused by the girl’s actions and question alike.

“Ginger root?”

“No. Why would I…”

“Coconut milk?”

“A specialist does not…” Sousuke grew more and more perplexed

“Chicken broth?”

“No!”

“Shrimp…onion…brown sugar…flour…chopped peanuts or raisins…sweet pickle chutney? The girl’s eyes remained incredibly intense as she named the ingredients for shrimp curry and the condiments served with it.

Before Sousuke could answer again, something landed on his head. “Ooooo-ooo-ooo.” No doubt it was the flying turtle again.

“Tama, you naughty turtle! What’s that in your mouth? That’s MY lettuce. Oh well, since you ate that, you can pay me back by letting me eat YOU!!!” The girl jumped for the turtle, missing and knocking Sousuke on his back. She laughed, laying spread-eagled on the shocked young soldier.

Two people entered at that moment. One, the small girl named Shinobu, ran to grab Tama. “You cannot eat Tama, Su!” Seeing Sousuke, Kaname, and Melissa, she was about to scamper off. “It’s OK, Shinobu…they’re friends” Haruka said.

The other young woman, very attractive with a nice figure and long brown hair, suddenly sported a rather demonic face. She carried a text book in one hand. The other hand, shaking, was pulled back, ready to fly.
“Leave Su alone, you PERVERT!!!” Sousuke---finally back on his feet---felt the full force of the Naru punch, bouncing off of pillars, beams, walls, and furniture before landing in a heap at Naru’s feet. She pulled her foot back, ready to try for distance this time.

“Naru, Sousuke’s a guest here…” Haruka said. “Su jumped on HIM. You know how Su is.”

Naru mumbled an apology, looking embarrassed.

“It is not a problem, mam. I am Sousuke Sagara. You have an impressive punch. Kaname? Should I tell this girl how attractive I find her too?” Sousuke was simply trying to anticipate Kaname’s troublemaking.

“SOUSUKE!!!” A swish of wind. The blur of a halisen. A resounding THWAPPP. The airborne and tumbling form of a young mercenary on his way to view the clouds.

Kaname and Naru faced each other, uncertain at first. Then, they both smiled. Kindred spirits. Twin sisters of different mothers. “Hello, my name is Naru Narusegawa. I am one of the tenants here. You are quite handy with that fan. Would you mind if I tried it out, later? I am always looking for variety. Men grow disinterested if you don’t try something new now and again!” Both she and Kaname laughed.

Before Kaname could reply, Shinobu spoke, her voice high and squeaky. “Naru, does that mean you really ARE interested in Keitaro…and you want him to be interested in YOU too?” The young woman fell to the ground, her eyes spinning.

“Oh no, Shinobu’s overheated again!” Naru rushed to help her excitable friend.

Su, meanwhile, was looking around, checking under furniture, looking in pots, opening doors. “Where did he go? Where is that Sousuke person? He is so much FUN!!!”

Kaname sat back down and picked up her tea. She let out a long sigh, satisfied and truly at peace. She felt better than she had in a long time. The tea was quite good…and, Sousuke was getting just what he deserved. She could conserve her strength and let these fine young ladies do her work for her.

Haruka and Melissa touched their beer bottles together.

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The phone rang just as Sousuke returned to the rest of the group. Haruka brought the handset to the limping young soldier. “It’s for you, Sousuke. Ken Akamatsu.” Sousuke, wavering between being confused and suspicious, put the phone to his ear. Everyone else was quite, wanting to see if they could judge the conversation based on what Sousuke might answer.

“No Sir, I have not read the manga. No, I have not watched the show.”

“I see. Do you have need for a soldier, then? Is this an action adventure? I had thought that it was a silly romance comedy.”

“I am not certain. Both Miss Chidori and Miss Narusegawa appear very fit and well-proportioned. I am certain that either could be a good companion in the face of danger. Yes, Miss Aoyama has fine points as well. She appears to be an excellent warrior. I am certain that she could grow to be a suitable partner.”

“Oh. That. I see. She does? That would explain many things, but I am not certain how a man normally responds. Yes, a white bikini. The beach. I believe you are correct, a hot spring could have similar effect. No, I do not have a promise girl”

“Advantages? There is truth in that. I routinely face death and severe injury. Yes, from Miss Chidori too. I understand that. Mr. Urashima is very fortunate in that manner. It is an interesting experience, but I prefer staying earthbound. I am an Arm Slave pilot, not a fighter jockey."

“I do not know, sir. You‘d have to ask Shoji Gatou.”

“I must apologize. Retsu Tateo would be the one to ask about that.”

“You do me to much honor, sir.”

“No, I would prefer to stay where I am. The fantasy life has its points of interest, but I much prefer reality!”

“I understand, Sir. I will do my best to stay away from that site, as long as my mission can be accomplished with that limitation.”

“She is? Why would she be standing behind me now? Thank you sir. I wasn’t under the impression that I was going anywhere….”

When Sousuke hung up the phone, he turned to see Kaname waiting for him, halisen held at her side, sword style. “Kaname? Mr. Akamatsu passed along his compliments. Why are you looking at me that way?”

“Sousuke, you DO have a promise girl…I just haven’t had time to get that promise from you yet! And, you think that Motoko might make a good partner….?” She moved her arm in a flourish, as if she were drawing a katana. “Kaname technique, Sosuke splitting halisen!!!”

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Melissa, taking a break from tasting every microbrewery offering that the Hinata Apartments and Haruka had to offer, pulled Kaname aside for a moment. “Kaname, I shouldn’t have to remind you, but we have a mission to accomplish here. I know you are really enjoying yourself, and it does my heart good to see that…but, with Sousuke continually flying and then walking back to us, there isn’t much opportunity to advance the plot.”

“I understand, Melissa. I was only being true to character. It certainly would be more fun if *SOMEONE* would write us some romantic parts! I mean, it’s not as if I’m asking to go hentai or something!!!” She swung her halisen about aimlessly, an inscrutable look on her face. “I’ll try to behave….”


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Kurz and Kitsune had landed at the top of a large full-crowned tree. Their view of the Hinata estates was rather stunning. While Kitsune was unconscious, Kurz regained his wallet and took a few moments to appreciate Kitsunes’s figure. It was rather stunning too. He wished he had a camera. If she leaned forward just a tiny bit more, he’d be in heaven. He reached out to accomplish just that.

A hard right caught him in the jaw.

“Now sugar, is THAT how you treat a helpless young flower like myself?” She opened her eyes momentarily, then put on a kittenish smile. “I certainly hope so!” She waved Kurz’ wallet in front of his nose. She had gotten it back. “There are definite advantages to keeping one’s eyes closed. No one can be certain if you are asleep.”

Before Kurz could retort…or resume his ogling…the two treebound individuals heard a rustling noise coming their way. Kurz drew his gun in one smooth motion. Kitsune grabbed onto a branch above her head, ready to move if necessary.

A head popped out of the platform of branches and leaves. “Kentaro, why I declare. What are you doing up here?” Kitsune let go of her branch.

“I thought this was the place that characters went to if they didn’t have much more than bit parts.” He chuckled when he caught Kitsune’s look. “Yes, it’s also a very good spot to hide from Haruka. She’s a rather difficult task master. And she’s only paying me $1.50 an hour! That’s simply not a large enough salary for the show whipping boy!”

“Kitsune, is this guy alright?” Kurz still held his gun on Kentaro.

“He’s fine, Kurz honey. That’s just Kenrao Sakata. His daddy’s rich, and he used to have a big crush on Naru. He couldn’t break her and Keitaro up, so he tries to further their relationship now.”

“Yes, and a thankful job that is. Hey, would you like me to help you two out in the same way? I really don’t have much else to do right now!” Kentaru gave them both a smile, as a taste of his dashing charm.

“Don’t do me any favors!” Kitsune laughed. “You might want to get your drill…airship…tank thing. It might prove useful later on.” She turned her attention to Kurz. She handed him his wallet. “I don’t want to be responsible for losing this. We are about to have some kind of accident, I suspect.”

“Accident? Why?” Kurz was clearly puzzled, looking all over for signs of danger.

Kenataro answered for Kitsune. “You’re both very close to me, and I have gone far too long without something bad happening….”

With those words, a resounding CRACK!!!sounded, and the large bough holding their perch plummeted downward.

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Sousuke looked on with a great deal of detachment. After a while, watching a flying turtle dart about becomes passe. He sighed.

“What’s wrong soldier? Have a need to blow something up?” Kaname leaned on him, putting her head on his shoulder. “It really is kind of cute, though. And it’s not something you see every day. At least it’s not something totally ridiculous, like a talking cat.”

“Yes, Kanme. Or a flying cat…”

“Or a flying talking cat!!!” They both said at the same time.

Kaname looked so cute, that Sousuke leaned over and gave her a kiss. She blushed. It looked as if she were about to pass out. “Sousuke…what was that for…not that I’m complaining…”

“Kaname, you certainly talk a lot for a woman who needs to be kissed.” He kissed her two more times, the last on the lips, long and lingering. She melted at his touch. Sousuke took notes for future reference.

“But Sousuke, WHY?!

“Poetic liberty. Something different. A chance to please the readers a bit.” Sousuke looked at his watch. “I’m afraid it won’t last much longer.”

“Then SHUT UP and kiss me soldier!!!” She grabbed ahold of Sousuke, preparing to give him a kiss he would never forget.

“Miss Chidori, why are you holding me like this?” Sousuke’s voice sounded rather flat, humorless.

Kaname deflated, her face crumbling.

“GOTCHA!!! “ Sousuke gave her a kiss SHE wouldn’t forget.

“Humor too?” Kaname opened her purse, took out some paper and a pencil. “What is Mr. Akamatsu’s number….?”

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End of Part 2

[HELLFIRE]

ROTF WAAAAAAAY too funny so far, dd.

The serious writer tries some rather... explosive humor
Will Hinata survive THIS potent mix?





Regards

[Noir]

I like it, verry funny

can't wait unit the next part

[Gauss_chan]

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