To Love-Ru: Yūki Rito × JJK Templates

Note:* The chapter is very similar to how the Original scene happened! Sorry for that, but I just wanted this scene to be similar to manga though anime is a little different. You can still binge read it. 

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A faint blush still painted Rito's cheeks as he hastily dried himself. The scene truly looked like they'd just shared a bath—and in a way, they had—both having been in the bathtub moments before.

He stole a glance at the girl, only to find her bright, curious eyes already on him. Milan could walk in at any second, and the thought of her seeing him and this mysterious girl together spurred him to dress quickly.

"Let's go," he muttered, taking her hand. He quickly peeked left and right down the hallway before leading her towards his room. The situation was undeniably compromising, yet the girl didn't seem to notice or care, only letting out a soft, musical giggle.

"You're cute when you're flustered," she whispered, her voice a sweet chime in the tense silence.

He shut the door and twisted the lock, the click echoing the sudden calm settling over his racing heart. The girl made herself at home, plopping down on his bed, while Rito's arm crossed while looking at the girl in deep thoughts. 

"So," he began, his embarrassment was a flickering candle against the bonfire of his curiosity. He decided then and there that any awkwardness from touching her was nullified by the sheer absurdity of her sudden appearance. "Who are you? Or maybe… what are you?"

"Me?" She beamed, a smile that could outshine the stars. "I'm Lala."

"Lala… san?" he tested the name on his tongue. "So, you're… an alien?"

"Well, for you Earthlings, I suppose I am," she replied with a playful tilt of her head.

"Is that so?" A slow, unconscious smile spread across Rito's face as he watched her. He wasn't even aware he was smiling, or why, but his heart was pounding a steady, exhilarating rhythm against his ribs. It was a feeling of profound existence, of a world suddenly expanding beyond his wildest dreams.

Rito wouldn't show it, but he often felt an isolating loneliness. For him, the supernatural existed only in his dreams—vivid, sprawling adventures that, no matter how much time he spent in them, dissolved into nothing upon waking, leaving reality stark and ordinary.

His loneliness had been built on the idea that he was a strange island in a normal world. But what if the world itself was strange? What if his island was just the first to be visited by a ship from a star-filled sea?

He had always sorted the world into two clean boxes: 'Dream' and 'Reality.' Now, a girl with starlight in her eyes and a tail at her spine had walked out of one box and sat down in the other, mixing everything up until the labels were meaningless. While alien theories abounded, no one had ever truly seen them—or rather, those who had, had somehow kept their existence hidden.

"Hmm? You don't believe me?" Lala's cheerful voice pulled him from his reverie. Misinterpreting his thoughtful silence as doubt, the towel she had loosely wrapped around herself slipped away.

With a graceful, almost cat-like movement, she bent forward, a slender, devil-tipped tail unfurling from the base of her spine. It swayed gently, seemingly with a life of its own, a mesmerizing, bewitching sight. 

"Well? Earthlings don't have tails like this, do they? ❤️" she chirped, completely unbothered by her nudity. Her innocence only amplified his own flustered state, yet his eyes were glued to the fascinating tail. Understanding his captivated gaze, she let out another soft chuckle.

"Ah, and just so you know," she added with a wink, "having a tail doesn't mean I transform when I see a full moon."

"Why are you blushing?" she giggled, her own smile widening at his expressive face as her enticing tail wiggled playfully behind her.

"It's nothing," he finally managed, pushing his embarrassment aside. "I believe you. You're an alien." He moved to his desk chair, sinking into it and propping his chin on his hands, affecting an air of nonchalance he didn't quite feel. "But why did you just pop into my bathroom out of thin air?"

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known. For Rito, that 'something' just appeared in his bathroom.

"Ah, that's because," she said, her excitement bubbling over as she held up her wrist. A peculiar bracelet, shaped like a stylized bunny or perhaps some kind of futuristic insect, was clasped around it. "I used this!"

"That's…?" Rito's attention was completely captured, the allure of her tail momentarily forgotten in the face of this new marvel.

In every adult, there dwells the child that was, and in every child, lurks the adult that will be. He was brimming with that child-like curiosity for the device, for the girl, for the universe she represented.

"This," she declared with a proud flourish, "is my invention: the Pyon-Pyon Warp-kun!"

Rito's eyebrow arched at the whimsical name, a strange mix of cute and nonsensical. A quiet thought surfaced—apparently, suffixes like "-kun" weren't just a quirk of Japanese culture. 

"I can't specify the destination, but this makes it possible for a single unity to warp a short distance." Rito leaned in, his eyes wide with a boyish curiosity that had been dormant for too long. 

Her inventions were like her, miraculous, but with glaring operational flaws. She could break the laws of physics, but not the law of consequences.

"Warp? hehe~" A giggle escaped his lips, pure and unrestrained. The idea of an unpredictable teleportation device sounded dangerously thrilling. 

Imagine the pranks! He could pop up and give his old man or Mikan the surprise of their lives. Lost in his mischievous daydream, he barely noticed Lala watching him, her gaze softening at his innocent laughter before drifting down to the bracelet on her wrist.

"Yup!" she chirped, nodding enthusiastically. "I used it in the spaceship's bathroom and—poof!—I ended up right in your bathtub."

Suddenly, the cheerful atmosphere shifted. A flicker of melancholy crossed Lala's face, a fleeting shadow in her vibrant eyes. Her smile remained, but it didn't quite reach them.

"I'm… being chased," she whispered, her voice barely audible. 

When Rito heard it. The smile vanished from his lips, the playful light in his eyes dimming. She didn't wait for him to speak before continuing. 

"I thought I'd be safe if I came to Earth, but… they followed me. I was about to be captured when I used this." She gestured to the bracelet. 

"If I hadn't…" Her voice trailed off. Rito listened, his earlier excitement replaced by a calm, steady attentiveness. He didn't interrupt, simply offering her the silent space to tell her story.

 "Lala-sama~!" Just then, a frantic cry echoed from outside the window. A small, white figure zipped into the room and latched onto Lala in a desperate hug. 

"Are you alright, Lala-sama?" that object asked.

"Peke!" Lala's entire being lit up, her earlier sadness dissolving into genuine, radiant happiness. She squeezed the little robot tightly. "Oh, I'm so happy! You were able to escape safely too!"

"Yes! I was lucky the ship wasn't outside the earth's atmosphere." An excited voice came from who knows where but it was definitely from the white object in her arm. 

Peke was a small robot, and its body was almost completely white. A round head with two thick swirl shaped black eyes with no visible mouth or nose.

It can be easily mistaken for a toy, just like Currently Rito was seeing it. It gave Peke a chill despite being a robot. 

"Lala-Sama, who is that… Strange Earthling." Peke seems afraid of Rito, his eyes gleaming dangerously while eyeing Peke's body. If he could, Rito wants to see inside out of that robot. How it is made. 

"He is the one who lives here." Lala answered with a smile. "Oh yes, I haven't asked your name yet." Rito's expression returned to normal, but the gleam wasn't hidden in his eyes. 

"My name is Rito, Yūki Rito." He introduced himself formally. 

"Oh~" Lala nodded in understanding, "and this here is Peke." Peke, in her arms, gave a small wave.

"Nice to meet you, Rito-dono." Rito gave Peke a strange glance before looking at Lala to continue.

"He's an [All-purpose Costume Robot] that I made." Rito nodded, but then Landed then Lala with a questionable look, as if understanding his gaze. Lala threw the bath towel, her back in full view along with her tail. 

"Well Peke, I'll leave it to you." Rito ignored the tail, but his eyes followed the robot. From the moment the girl has appeared in front of him, she has given him many surprises beyond his small world. 

{CHANGE DRESS FORM}

A bright light erupted from Peke, that made Rito close his eyes instinctively, when he opened his eyes, he stared at her with a little disappointing expression. He thought there would be more than this transformation. But apparently, it was just what could only be called an enlarged version of Peke herself, now a form-fitting outfit.

"Lala-sama, it's not too tight, is it?" Peke's voice came from the large hat on Lala's head.

"It's perfect," Lala complimented, patting her chest. "I'm glad you came so quickly, without Peke, I have no clothes to wear. ❤️" Lala sighed in relief.

"How is it? It looks nice, Rito?" Lala asked with a big smile.

"Hmm…" Rito looked at her. "Yeah, it looks good on you." He didn't understand the fashion of her planet, but it looked like a kind of magical girl costume. He felt like he had expected too much, thinking it was an all-purpose costume tool, obviously.

"By the Lala-sama, what do you plan to do now?" Peke asked.

"Well about that, I have few ideas. ❤️" Lala smiles. 

Rito's eyes went outside the window, looking at something. If that Robot peke can come so obviously there should be others who may follow up with him, in search of Pursuit targets. And Rito wasn't far from it. As an Instant, two figures appeared in the room. 

Both of them were men wearing sunglasses. Both tanned, and one has blonde hair and gold eyes, a pointy beard and appears to have red pale skin; he also has a long scar on his left eye from an unknown injury. Others with similar black suits and in shades. His skin is also tan and his hair is black. 

They both have the typical black tails with the end of it being diamond shaped, different from Lala's heart shaped. He seems emotionless.

They coldly looked at Lala. 

"...Goodness, what a troublesome lady," the blonde man said, his voice flat and weary. "I should have just tied your hands and feet until we left Earth."

Lala didn't look terrified, just… incredibly annoyed.

"PEKE!" she snapped. "Didn't I tell you to be careful about people following you?!"

"Yes…" Peke uttered softly.

"Geez, you stupid robot! Now everything's gone down the drain!" Lala threw her arms up, throwing what looked remarkably like a tantrum.

"I'm sorry," Peke whimpered.

'They're the pursuers,' Rito thought, observing the bizarre scene. 'But she's not scared. She's annoyed.' Men with tails appearing in your room to abduct a girl should be terrifying. But her reaction, her tantrum… it wasn't fear. It was the face of a child who'd been caught. 

'So, they aren't assassins. They're just here to take her back.' Still, the melancholy he'd seen in her eyes was real. A loneliness that felt… familiar. Maybe she wasn't running from danger, but from something else entirely.

"Well, are you prepared now?" The blondie asked... His voice has no warmth. He's not angry, he's... weary. Like a parent fetching a toddler who has run into the street for the tenth time. Her tantrum confirms it. This isn't a kidnapping. It's just a retrieval. And now... now what. Rito was in a dilemma. 

"La… Lala-sama, why not use the bracelet again?" Peke asked.

"I can't! After I use the bracelet once it takes a whole day to charge its energy." Lala spoke a bit nervously as sweat dropped from her forehead. 

"Ah" Lala let out a voice, the Pursuers didn't wait for her to continue, as the blondie quickly caught her.

"Come on, let's go." The blondie uttered angrily. 

"No… Let go." Lala screamed, "No, let go of me." Her final scream was the first sound she had made that felt entirely, terrifyingly human. Rito realized she wasn't being hunted by enemies; she was being retrieved, like a precious, runaway object.

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Whoosh!

With a sharp kick, the football became a blur, rocketing across the room and striking the blond man's hand with pinpoint accuracy. His grip on Lala faltered for a single, crucial second.

"Let's go!"

That was all the opening Rito needed. The moment Lala was free, he grabbed her hand, pulling her toward him.

Without a second of hesitation, he launched them both through the open window and into the cool night air. Despite his outward calm, a thrill unlike anything he had ever known coursed through him—the exhilarating, forbidden feeling of doing something he absolutely shouldn't.

"Rito!?" Lala's surprised cry was snatched away by the wind as they landed gracefully on the shingles of the neighboring roof. They were two figures who didn't belong to the quiet, sleeping world below, as they leaped from one rooftop to another.

"Why?" Rito echoed, a thoughtful smile playing on his lips. "I wonder, too." He thought of the free-spirited figures from his dreams—different from him, yet unique, people who believed in themselves and seemed to be having so much fun. 

"I don't really know," he admitted, his voice a low murmur. "But… when a girl is about to be kidnapped right in front of you, and you have the chance to save her… isn't that a man's dream? Not just to save a damsel in distress, but to do it because… well, because it seems to be fun." He looked at her with a smile of mischievousness and innocence on his lips, as he shines under the moonlight. 

"Anyway," he added, his tone becoming more practical, "they'll catch us sooner or later if we stay on foot. You have to do something." The last thing he wanted was to drag Mikan into this beautiful, chaotic mess. His eyes scanned the area below. 

"That place…" He spotted an open, empty park, a perfect stage for whatever came next.

"UHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAH!" An animalistic roar echoed from behind them. A massive shape blotted out the streetlights—an impossibly large truck skidding to a halt below. For a delirious moment, Rito thought of the legendary Truck-kun from the stories. He'd missed his chance to get isekai'd.

"Do not interfere, Earthling!" the blond man shout came from behind, his partner silent beside him.

"Whoa…" Rito breathed. The superhuman strength, the impossible vehicles… the things he had only witnessed in his dreams were happening right in front of him. This was real. He shed a single, dramatic tear, not of sorrow, but of pure, unadulterated joy. The world was officially weirder than his dreams, and it was wonderful.

Now cornered in the park, Lala's hand still held firmly in his, Rito waited. He was thoroughly, completely enjoying this.

"Lala-sama," the blond man said, his voice now laced with a respectful desperation. "Please stop running away from home!"

Rito glanced at Lala. Her expression was set, a expression of unshakable defiance.

"I don't want to!!" That's what she said. 

"Yeah, Yeah, you heard her! She doesn't want to!" Rito added, feeding the energy of the moment. He could barely contain his excitement. Now all that was left was to see what bizarre, brilliant technology she would unleash.

"I've had enough!" Lala announced, her voice ringing with serious conviction. "I don't care if I'm a Successor or whatever! I'm tired of meeting potential husband candidates every single day!"

Rito watched, utterly captivated by the scene unfolding before him. Ah! Finally! I can sleep in peace tonight and have a dream with some real thrill in it. He wanted to applaud their performance, but sadly, he knew the interlude was coming to an end.

"But Lala-sama, this is your father's will."

"I don't care about Daddy!" Lala huffed. A sleek, clamshell device bloomed in her hand. With a few deft taps and a triumphant shout of, "Go, Vacuum-kun!" she summoned her solution.

A tear in the fabric of the night opened, and from the void, a thing emerged. It resembled a colossal octopus, its rubbery grey skin shimmering under the park lights. A large head sported glowing yellow eyes, a strange symbol was emblazoned on its forehead, and a gaping, round hole served as its mouth. It towered over Lala, its eight limbs writhing gently.

"Crap! It's one of Lala-sama's inventions!" the blond bodyguard screamed.

By this time, Rito had strategically positioned himself behind a large tree, stars sparkling in his eyes. He didn't want to get caught in the crossfire, but he wouldn't miss this for the world.

"Go! Suck them up!" Lala commanded.

The epic battle Rito imagined, however, never happened. There was no grand fight, no clash of titans. There was only a great, silent inhale. A massive, overwhelming suction pulled the two bodyguards and their truck off the ground and into the creature's waiting maw.

"Wha—!" "Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Whoa!" Rito hugged the tree tightly, watching in stunned amazement. "It really is a vacuum." The suction force grew stronger, bending the nearby trees. Lala, however, had gone quiet, a thoughtful, worried look on her face.

"W-what's wrong, Lala-sama?" the peke's muffled voice cried from within her hat.

"Hmm~" Lala pondered, tapping her chin. "How do I turn this thing off?"

Rito didn't quite catch her words over the roaring wind. A moment later, Vacuum-kun began to inflate like a giant balloon before erupting in a deafening, yet strangely anticlimactic, blast.

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In the silence that followed, Rito let go of the tree.

"Haaaa~" The yawn that escaped him wasn't from boredom, but from a soul that had finally been stretched to its full capacity. He felt the familiar pull of sleep, the tide of his other world calling him back. 

"Lala," he said, his voice a little softer than before, "that was the most fun I've had since... Well, ever. I have a feeling my dreams are going to be a lot more interesting now." Whether she heard him or not, Rito gave his farewell. 

He waved as he walked away, with a 'see you later' whisper to the girl who introduced a new world to him.

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Author Note: I realized Copy paste is hard when I have to change Rito Personality from core. This chapter is end of like Prologue. 

In a way, this was gag chapter for me.