Fight Hina (Street Fighter/Love Hina x-over)
The Plot: When Keitaro gets assaulted one time too many, he hires two interim managers to manage Hinata House while he takes a 2-month break.
Unfortunately for Naru, Motoko and Kitsune, those two managers just so happens to be Ryu and Chun Li. Add the fact that the two managers have zero tolerance for their stunts and Ryu is a master of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu (a swordfighting style based on Ansatsuken), mayhem will ensue.
Prologue
Hinata House - Hinata City, Japan...10 years earlier
The young boy watched as the three men - an older, balding man with a beard, a blond American and a Japanese man - bid their goodbyes to the owner of the Hinata House, Hina Urashima, and her daughter, Haruka. The two younger men were both in their teens, around his aunt Haruka's age. The boy had grown especially attached to the Japanese teen in the white gi and matching headband.
"Do you have to go?" the boy asked shyly.
The Japanese man crouched down. "I have to go. I have to train to become the strongest fighter in the world." He noticed the frown on the boy's face. "I'll tell you what...let's make a promise. If you ever get into trouble, or if you need help, you find me, okay?"
The boy nodded. "Okay." He then raised his small hand. "Promise?"
The taller man clasped his hand into the boy's. "I promise." He then took his worn duffel bag and slung it over his shouder. "See you around, Keitaro."
On the other side of Kanagawa Prefecture, Present Day...
"Hello...hey, Sempai, I think he's coming to."
Keitaro Urashima found himself lying flat on his back. His jaw was sore, as well as the rest of him from landing who-knows-where. As his vision cleared, he saw that he was inside a massive training hall of some sort. There was a teenage girl around his age looking over him, waving her hand over his face, occasionally snapping her fingers.
"It's a miracle that he didn't die from taking such a fall," another female voice said.
"I've seen him before," a male voice said. "It was ten years ago. Ken, Master Gouken and I were guests at the Hinata House."
Upon hearing those words, Keitaro was completely alert. He assumed a sitting position as the girl moved back. The training hall was huge, and he found the souce of the voices. One was male and Japanese while the other was female and Chinese. The Japanese man was muscular, wearing only a tattered white karate dogi. A red hakimachi was wrapped around his head, keeping the dark bangs out of his eyes. He was seated beside him, in the lotus position.
The Chinese woman was curvaceous, and dressed in a one-piece blue tracksuit with yellow trim. Her long hair was braided and bunned, secured with yellow ribbons. The teenage girl was simply dressed in a white V-necked shirt and a pare of track pants. A white hakimachi was wrapped around her head.
"How do you know about the Hinata House?" Keitaro asked. He looked at the man closely. "Wait a minute...do I know you some somewhere?"
"Last time we met, you were a little sprat," the man replied. "You've grown, Keitaro."
Keitaro blinked. "Ryu-sempai? Is it you?"
Ryu Hoshi nodded. "It's me." He gestured to the girl in the skirt. "You caused a scare in my apprentice when you landed in the courtyard of our school."
"Hey!" the girl objected. "It's not everyday that a guy comes crashing into the courtyard of the school."
"Keitaro Urashima, my student in the martial arts and physical education major, Sakura Kasugano," Ryu introduced. "Sakura, this is Keitaro Urashima." He then gestured to the Chinese beauty beside him. "My wife and co-owner of this school, Chun Li Xiang. Sakura is a freshman at Tokyo University."
Keitaro blinked. "Tokyo U? You got into Tokyo University? I've been trying for the past three years!"
Sakura shrugged. "Yeah. The entrance exams wasn't that hard with Ryu and Chun Li tutoring me. You must be a ronin."
Keitaro nodded. "I am."
"So how's Granny Hina?" Ryu asked. "Is she still running the hotel?"
"No. Granny is traveling the world. She's turned the Hinata House into an all-girls dorm. I'm the landlord and owner."
"Lucky you," Ryu said. "The male landlord of an all girls-dormitory."
"Like hell it is!" Keitaro snapped, getting to his feet. "Every day for the past year, I've worked my butt off to keep the dorm running and what thanks do I get? I get tested upon, used as a means to an end, punched and slashed to hell! It's a miracle that I'm still alive!"
The Tokyo University aspirant was now trembling. "I've put up with their crap long enough! All I get is a Naru-punch and a Shinmeiryu ki attack for my troubles! I'VE HAD IT!"
Ryu and Chun Li were silent as they watched the male Urashima rant and rave. Sakura was appalled at the sight.
"This ends when I get back! I don't give a damn about their personal lives! Those three are OUTTA HERE! THEY ARE EVICTED!"
Keitaro took a moment to catch his breath. Chun Li was speechless. After a tense minute, Ryu said, "Maybe we should talk about your little problem."
Inside the kitchen, over a pot of tea, Keitaro opened himself up to the couple. He told them everything from his past failures on the Toudai exams, being used as a scapegoat and everything in between.
"I guess I really can't blame you for how you feel," Chun Li noted. "You're the manager. Why didn't you call the cops on them, or had them evicted a long time ago?"
"He sees the good in the bad," Ryu explained. "Young Urashima has always sacrificed so much and asked for nothing in return." He turned to Keitaro. "It looks like you're reached the breaking point, Keitaro. You need a vacation."
"But who am I going to get to look after the place?" Keitaro asked.
"I remember making a promise to a 10 year-old boy," Ryu replied matter of factly. "I was eighteen at the time. That promise was that should you ever run into trouble, you find me and I'll help you out in any way I can."
"The idea sounds tempting," Keitaro said. "But what do you know about management?"
"Look around you, Keitaro," Chun Li butted in. "We both run a dojo together. We just haven't opened it yet," she added sheepishly.
Ryu was in deep thought. "You said Shinmeiryu? You know Tsuruko Aoyama, the Shinmeiryu shihan?"
"Former shihan," Keitaro said. "She's no longer the heir. Her sister, Motoko is. Tsuruko gave it up when she got married. You know the Aoyama family?"
Ryu nodded. "I do. I fought Tsuruko several years earlier." He turned to Keitaro and grinned. "It was a draw. Aside from Ansatsuken, I am also the current shihan of Ansatsuken Shinjutsu."
Keitaro blinked. "Ansatsuken Shinjutsu?"
"A style of Kendo that is the diametric opposite of the Shinmeiryu style. Shinmeiryu focues on ki attacks, while Shinjutsu focuses mostly on offensive techniques. One strike, one kill." Ryu explained. "But like Motoko's style, Shinjutsu also uses ki attacks. Look, you need some time to rethink things over. Let me and Chun Li deal with the girls."
"Well, I got to warn you," Keitaro rebutted. "The dorm is a circus."