SimmyC said:
Characterization is important to me. Doesn't matter if you like or hate that character, if the characterization is just 'wrong', how am I supposed to relate this back to the original source material?
Especially if you want others to see where you're getting at. I mean, what would be more effective? Showing why Keitaro and Naru are not meant to be together... while keeping both in character? Or... making Naru into some uber bitch with tenticles? I rest my case.
Especially if you want others to see where you're getting at. I mean, what would be more effective? Showing why Keitaro and Naru are not meant to be together... while keeping both in character? Or... making Naru into some uber bitch with tenticles? I rest my case.
As a character, neither of them really ever developed. Naru was violent towards Keitaro from beginning to end. Even if you say "it's only slapstick" and changed the punches to simple slaps. . . that's still how many slaps per volume? Keitaro, on the other hand, was just pathetic. He's nice, stubborn, and has the endurance/stamina of the Energizer Bunny, but that's it. <s>And he became a lawyer? The only way I see him winning a case would be if he drowned his opponent in documents because he stayed up for a month without sleeping to type them up, then agreed to settle because he was too nice to actually inflict serious punishment.</s> My bad, he became an archeologist. In which case, he's stamina would be an advantage since those guys don't keep regular hours.
So, if I was depending on canon characterization, how would I make Keitaro and Naru's marriage work and at the same time preserve the athmosphere of Love Hina as a harem manga?
"I wonder why Sempai wanted us to all come at once." Motoko mused as she climbed the stairs to Hinata Sou.
"Maybe she wants to share Kei-kun with us?" Mutsumi answered before promptly tripping over a step. Motoko caught her easily, long used to the other girl's clumsiness.
"I seriously doubt that. Sempai isn't the type to share." she said as she placed the girl back on her feet.
"Yeah." Mitsune laughed. "Naru's possessive as hell. There's no way that's gonna be true."
"Maybe she just wants to play." Su put in. Unlike the others, she wasn't walking but sitting on a floating Mecha Tama which carried her upstairs.
"Then it wouldn't have been an emergency." Motoko objected.
"Well, why not ask her in person?" Mitsune quipped and waved as she spotted her friend at the teashop. "Hey Naru, how ya do- whoah! What happened to you? You look like. . . like. . ."
"Like you haven't been eating enough watermelon." Mutsumi said and pressed the younger girl's forehead to her own. "Do you feel alright?"
"No, I don't feel alright." Naru replied. "That's why I called you all here."
"Where's Keitaro?" Mitsune asked. "Does he know about your problem?"
"Keitaro is the problem." her friend answered through clenched teeth. "He did this to me."
Su took a look at Naru. She had become thinner since the last time they had seen her, had bags under her eyes, and her clothes were rumpled. "What, he hasn't been giving you enough food? That doesn't sound like Keitaro."
Naru ignored the question and asked, "Can we go inside? I don't want him to know about this and my back is killing me."
They went inside and found Shinobu peeking out a window towards Hinata Sou.
"Welcome home, everyone." she said warmly but her face was taut in concern. "Naru-san, is this really neccessary? It doesn't feel right hiding this from him."
"We wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for him, so who cares what he thinks?" Naru snapped, then cursed herself. "Sorry Shinobu-chan. I'm just a bundle of nerves right now."
"Just what did he do to you?" Motoko asked. Her old fears about Keitaro threatened to return but she banished them to the farthest corners of her mind. "I can't believe he would ever intentionally hurt you."
"Keitaro hurting anyone? Especially Naru? Yeah, when pigs fly." Mitsune frowned, then looked at Su. "You haven't started making flying pigs, have you?"
"Nah. They're on next month's schedule."
"I know it's hard to believe, but Keitaro is the problem." Naru insisted.
Shinobu put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her and calm her somewhat. "Perhaps you should tell them the wholse story before they misunderstand."
Mitsune wondered why the girl was blushing as she said it, but told herself that that was nothing new for Shinobu.
"All right." Naru took a deep breath. "I. . . the problem is Keitaro."
She paused, took a look around as if someone else could be listening, then continued.
"Specifically, Keitaro and sex."
". . ."
The other girls weren't quite sure how to respond to that statement. Naru was a bit surprised herself; she didn't expect Su and Mutsumi to take it seriously, but they were actually thinking on it.
"So." Mitsune continued. "He makes you do weird things during it?"
"Does he hit you?" Motoko asked. She blushed. "I've heard some men like that sort of stuff. . . but I never thought of him as the type."
'Wonder where she heard that.' ran through Mitsune's head, but again she didn't pay it any mind.
"I wish." Naru said and slumped down. "It might have been easier if it was anything like that, but it's worse."
"Worse?" Su asked.
"Kei-kun wouldn't . . ." Mutsumi trailed off. She looked like a child about to be told that Santa wasn't real.
"He just doesn't stop."
"Eh?"
Naru looked up with tears in her eyes and grabbed onto Mitsune, willing her to understand.
"He just doesn't stop! On our honeymoon we went at it for twelve hours straight. "Fine!", I say. After all it was enjoyable and it's not like every night was going to be like that. But the next night, we went for another ten. And the night after that too. Even when we came home, we do it for at least six hours until I fall asleep from exhaustion. And it's always me! He never falls asleep while doing it and when I wake up, he's already up and chipper as if he got a week's sleep! And you know, I've never actually seen his. . . his thing go down! I mean once it goes up, it stays up!"
"Aren't you . . . exagerrating a little?" Motoko asked, though her face was crimson. "I mean, I've never heard on anyone so-"
"You know how stubborn he was about getting into Tokyo U, right? How he would never give up no matter what?" Naru glared. "Replace Tokyo U with sex, and what have you got?"
"Oh my." said Mutsumi.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me right away." Naru said. "So I asked Shinobu to tape us one night."
Mitsune whistled. "Didn't know you had it in you, Shinobu-chan."
Shinobu blushed. "Actually, I set up the recorder in the closet, then fainted while they were taking off their clothes. But when I woke up at around four in the morning, they were still going at it. And I fainted again."
Mitsune shook her head. "Well, it sounds like you're one lucky lady, Naru-chan, so what's wrong?"
"Lucky?" Naru shrieked. "I'm always late to work! I don't get enough sleep! I'm constantly dehydrated and I get cramps every hour! And finally, it's just humiliating! Women are supposed to last longer than men!"
Motoko was taken aback by Naru's vehemence, but felt the question had to be asked. "But, what do you want us to do about it?"
Naru whirled around and grasped Mutsumi by the shoulders. "Mutsumi-san, you've always liked Keitaro, haven't you?"
At Mutsumi's nod, Naru continued. "How would you like to help me prove to him that I'm better at sex than he is?"
"Maybe she wants to share Kei-kun with us?" Mutsumi answered before promptly tripping over a step. Motoko caught her easily, long used to the other girl's clumsiness.
"I seriously doubt that. Sempai isn't the type to share." she said as she placed the girl back on her feet.
"Yeah." Mitsune laughed. "Naru's possessive as hell. There's no way that's gonna be true."
"Maybe she just wants to play." Su put in. Unlike the others, she wasn't walking but sitting on a floating Mecha Tama which carried her upstairs.
"Then it wouldn't have been an emergency." Motoko objected.
"Well, why not ask her in person?" Mitsune quipped and waved as she spotted her friend at the teashop. "Hey Naru, how ya do- whoah! What happened to you? You look like. . . like. . ."
"Like you haven't been eating enough watermelon." Mutsumi said and pressed the younger girl's forehead to her own. "Do you feel alright?"
"No, I don't feel alright." Naru replied. "That's why I called you all here."
"Where's Keitaro?" Mitsune asked. "Does he know about your problem?"
"Keitaro is the problem." her friend answered through clenched teeth. "He did this to me."
Su took a look at Naru. She had become thinner since the last time they had seen her, had bags under her eyes, and her clothes were rumpled. "What, he hasn't been giving you enough food? That doesn't sound like Keitaro."
Naru ignored the question and asked, "Can we go inside? I don't want him to know about this and my back is killing me."
They went inside and found Shinobu peeking out a window towards Hinata Sou.
"Welcome home, everyone." she said warmly but her face was taut in concern. "Naru-san, is this really neccessary? It doesn't feel right hiding this from him."
"We wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for him, so who cares what he thinks?" Naru snapped, then cursed herself. "Sorry Shinobu-chan. I'm just a bundle of nerves right now."
"Just what did he do to you?" Motoko asked. Her old fears about Keitaro threatened to return but she banished them to the farthest corners of her mind. "I can't believe he would ever intentionally hurt you."
"Keitaro hurting anyone? Especially Naru? Yeah, when pigs fly." Mitsune frowned, then looked at Su. "You haven't started making flying pigs, have you?"
"Nah. They're on next month's schedule."
"I know it's hard to believe, but Keitaro is the problem." Naru insisted.
Shinobu put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her and calm her somewhat. "Perhaps you should tell them the wholse story before they misunderstand."
Mitsune wondered why the girl was blushing as she said it, but told herself that that was nothing new for Shinobu.
"All right." Naru took a deep breath. "I. . . the problem is Keitaro."
She paused, took a look around as if someone else could be listening, then continued.
"Specifically, Keitaro and sex."
". . ."
The other girls weren't quite sure how to respond to that statement. Naru was a bit surprised herself; she didn't expect Su and Mutsumi to take it seriously, but they were actually thinking on it.
"So." Mitsune continued. "He makes you do weird things during it?"
"Does he hit you?" Motoko asked. She blushed. "I've heard some men like that sort of stuff. . . but I never thought of him as the type."
'Wonder where she heard that.' ran through Mitsune's head, but again she didn't pay it any mind.
"I wish." Naru said and slumped down. "It might have been easier if it was anything like that, but it's worse."
"Worse?" Su asked.
"Kei-kun wouldn't . . ." Mutsumi trailed off. She looked like a child about to be told that Santa wasn't real.
"He just doesn't stop."
"Eh?"
Naru looked up with tears in her eyes and grabbed onto Mitsune, willing her to understand.
"He just doesn't stop! On our honeymoon we went at it for twelve hours straight. "Fine!", I say. After all it was enjoyable and it's not like every night was going to be like that. But the next night, we went for another ten. And the night after that too. Even when we came home, we do it for at least six hours until I fall asleep from exhaustion. And it's always me! He never falls asleep while doing it and when I wake up, he's already up and chipper as if he got a week's sleep! And you know, I've never actually seen his. . . his thing go down! I mean once it goes up, it stays up!"
"Aren't you . . . exagerrating a little?" Motoko asked, though her face was crimson. "I mean, I've never heard on anyone so-"
"You know how stubborn he was about getting into Tokyo U, right? How he would never give up no matter what?" Naru glared. "Replace Tokyo U with sex, and what have you got?"
"Oh my." said Mutsumi.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me right away." Naru said. "So I asked Shinobu to tape us one night."
Mitsune whistled. "Didn't know you had it in you, Shinobu-chan."
Shinobu blushed. "Actually, I set up the recorder in the closet, then fainted while they were taking off their clothes. But when I woke up at around four in the morning, they were still going at it. And I fainted again."
Mitsune shook her head. "Well, it sounds like you're one lucky lady, Naru-chan, so what's wrong?"
"Lucky?" Naru shrieked. "I'm always late to work! I don't get enough sleep! I'm constantly dehydrated and I get cramps every hour! And finally, it's just humiliating! Women are supposed to last longer than men!"
Motoko was taken aback by Naru's vehemence, but felt the question had to be asked. "But, what do you want us to do about it?"
Naru whirled around and grasped Mutsumi by the shoulders. "Mutsumi-san, you've always liked Keitaro, haven't you?"
At Mutsumi's nod, Naru continued. "How would you like to help me prove to him that I'm better at sex than he is?"