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A Certain Unrecognized Sister

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Academy City, a place where 2.3 million kids with esper powers, along with an adult here and there, was not a normal place. The kids there are what rules Academy City. There, the kids are far from your usual norm.

These kids with overwhelming powers lives to further those powers and in turn their lives.

A Certain Unrecognized Sister had long since realized this.

But we'll met her shortly.

For now, A certain esper, a level 0, the weakest level available, laid inside one of the hospital rooms he'll soon find himself comfortable with. A certain magical index walked towards the room, a grim feeling left in the pits of her stomach as she recalled what the doctor had said.

Something about brain damage to the esper's mind had made sure that he probably has forgotten her.

That was a feeling she had hope was wrong.

Some rather uncomfortable banter later, the doctor was wrong! He remembered! A cruel joke, yes. But he remembered her. He remembered saving her. And truthfully, that was all that mattered...

Not after she bit him after that comment about the cats, the dogs, and the collar. That was just plain rude.

"Are you sure about this? Lying to her about that?" the doctor asked after Index left the room.

The raven haired teen smiled. "yeah. I just couldn't stand to see her cry. I felt that she was someone important. Someone I couldn't let down. So please, keep this a secret."

The doctor sighed. "Very well..." He walked out of the room.

The teen smiled a bit, glancing outside. Kamijou Touma of yesterday and beyond was dead. Gone forever in the sea of time. What remained was the Kamijou Touma of today and forward. Thanks to the doctor, a rather trustworthy figure in society, Touma had been prepared to realize that he once knew people he doesn't know now. Index was one of them, and letting them know that he had forgotten them would obviously bring them, what he thought was, unnecessary harm. Surely though, he thought he had a good chance at hiding it.

But things are hardly that easy.

"Hello." a voice called to him. He turned to see a rather beautiful girl. Raven haired like himself with purple highlights and with purple eyes, she stared at him with a disappointed look.

"So what the doctor said was true..."

Touma internally swore.

"You forgotten everything." she stated the obvious.

Touma instantly asked. "Who are you?"

The girl walked over to the window, staring outside. With this new angle, Touma managed to get a better look at her. Slender and a bit pale, and fairly large chested too with her hair down to her lower back, Touma thought she was pretty hot. Not that'd he ever admit that to her. The girl, no, the adult wore a white t-shirt with the famous pop star Hajime Hitosui that hide her curves very well, but enough to show them, and wore typical blue jeans.

The girl glanced at him slightly before redirecting her gaze outside.

"Someone very important to you." she whispered softly.

Touma blurted out his first thought without even a second of thinking. "My girlfriend?"

In the span of point 141592654 seconds, the girl turned into a gaping fish.

"W-What are you talking about?!" she screamed. "I know about your big chested big sister fetish, but I am not your girlfriend! Geez! I guess you are the same as you were before! It's like nothing changed at all!" she cried. A massive blush rose on her face and her arms twirling in wheels.

Touma found himself in a rather similar situation.

'My god. This is my sister?! And I was checking her out?!' Touma mentally wailed. 'SUCH MISFORTUNE!'

"Your such a lowlife playboy! How could you check me out? Your so sick in the head!" and in a quick blur, she came towards him, fist raised, and slammed it into his face.

"AAAGH!" Touma wailed. "Such misfortune!"

"Oh my God!" his supposed sister cried. "You even say the same stuff! Do you really have nothing in that mind of yours that if a memory wipe cleans you, does nothing change?!"

"Hey! I take offense to that! My mind really was wiped!" Touma cried back.

That got his supposed sister's attention. She adopted an apologetic expression, forgetting the situation hadn't helped.

"Sorry... It just surprised me, that's all. I never imagined that you'd get your memory wiped and all. And even after all that, you haven't changed too much as to what I've seen so far." his sister told.

Silence took control of the room for a while. For the longest time in his short remembered life, Touma thought about asking this girl for help. To help share the burden of his amnesia. He still wasn't sure if he could actually trust her, but for now the opportunity still stands.

"So who was I?" Touma asked.

His sister gave a strange mix of a groan and smirk. A look of reminisce graced her face.

"You are Kamijou Touma, my little brother and your a high school student with bad grades. Your also a delinquent and a playboy to every single girl in your high school." Touma already was paling at the type of life he had before yesterday. What kind of manga life did he lead? "The guys in your school hates your guts, and the girls fall before you. And you got two friends named Aogami Pierce and Tsuchimikado... Something. I don't know either of them well enough, and you three form the delta trio or something perverted. Keeping up so far?" she asked.

Regrettably, Touma nodded.

"In this city, there are levels for each individual. Levels that dictates how powerful you are. Do you want to know your level from 0 to 5? 0 being the weakest and 5 the strongest?"

Touma got a rather foreboding feeling, but nodded.

"Your a level 0. Sorry little bro." her sister looked on, a sorrowful expression on her face.

"But what about Imagine Breaker?" Touma asked, remembering what the doctor had said.

"Do you remember anything about AIM fields?" she asked.

Surprisingly, Touma actually remembered that. So he nodded.

"Well, your Imagine Breaker cancels out any fields you have. So the power curriculum program can't detect any abilities. Hence, your a level 0." Touma started feeling down at the fact that he's the weakest of the weak in terms of level, but in an instant, his sister stepped up to him.

"But do not let that fact put you down. You used Imagine Breaker in the past to do some pretty cool things, little bro. Some pretty darn impressive things, and I'm proud of you." his sister smiled. "Your a hero." then she turned grim. "Despite your playboy ways."

"Hey! If I'm so bad and weak, what level are you?"

His sister gave a proud smirked. "I'm a level 2 with an ability called Precognition. It'll kept me notified if I'm in any danger."

"So you have an ability and I don't?" the younger Kamijou deadpanned.

His sister instantly turned dark again. Her face turned into an ugly snarl. Harshly, she flicked him in the head. "Don't count yourself short. Imagine Breaker may not be detectable in the PCP, but you've done things that I couldn't with my ability. I'd say you can count Imagine Breaker as your esper ability, despite it not being one."

For some reason, during her outburst, Touma smiled. She seemed harsh, but was actually kind in her own way.

"Thanks... Sis... By the way. What's your name?"

His sister blinked before realizing that she hadn't introduced herself.

"Whoops. Silly me. My name's Kamijou Tohka. Your elder sister." she said, bowing down slightly. Touma was about to ask, but Tohka could guess what he was about to ask.

"And our family consists of our father, mother, and cousin. Here, I'll show you about them." she brought out her phone and showed a few pictures of their family. Afterward, Tohka begin to tell Touma of their family throughout the day.

Touma was quite happy to know he still has a family, with one right next to him to help. To know that his father, a traveling antique collector and businessman, and his mother, a famous paraglider, and their cousin, was quite relieving. None were in Academy city, but he was okay with that.

Night had descended as they talked and Tohka realized this with a glance to her phone.

"It's getting late. I should head back before curfew." Tohka said sadly.

Touma smiled. "Okay. See you tomorrow?"

"Of course. Your going to need help readjusting to everything. I'll be there when I can." Tohka assured.

The younger Kamijou smiled. "Thanks again Tohka."

"Call me big sis. You always called me big sis." Tohka waved back, walking out of the room.

But before she got too far, Touma said. "Don't tell mom or dad about this, okay?"

Tohka turned to him. Again, that harsh glare was given. "Why not? They're our parents. They have every right to know."

"I know, but I don't want to worry them needlessly."

"Touma, they have to know. And don't say they don't need to worry needlessly, because that's a load of bull."

"But I don't want to worry them! Surely you could understand."

Touma knew he was grasping at straws, but he truly didn't want to worry his parents even if he didn't know them.

Tohka, in a moment of weakness, frowned. She did understand. She understood far more than Touma would ever understand, but that was a story for another time.

"Geez... I get it... but promise me you won't do anything stupid while I'm not around okay?"

"No promises."

Tohka rolled her eyes. "Fine. I'll keep your dirty secret, but should they ask I won't hesitate to tell them the truth." she left the room. Leaving Touma alone.

He sighed out. Despite having a nice sister around to help him, she was also against him in some ways. Still, he had many questions about his past, but he decided that it was better left unasked. He got up and walked to the bathrooms. Inside, he took off some of the wrappings around his back. A look in the mirror helped him see a fairly large scar on his back. Obviously, there was more to his story than his sister had provided. And it scared him a bit. Not for himself, but for his sister. She knew a lot about him, perhaps... She knew about the scar too.

He was getting irritated at the feeling of getting others to worry over him.

It was a feeling that is going to stay with him. Maybe for a long time.

Kamijou Tohka took the long way home. Today was just not a good day for her, ignoring everything that had happened yesterday. Sighing out and buying a soda from a vending machine, she sat down on a nearby bench. The cold drink soothed her a bit, but it couldn't prevent the mourning that wanted to burst.

"Dammit... I'm sorry dad. I'm sorry Touma." she fished out her phone and dialed down her father's number. Her finger hovered over the green number.

But she hesitated.

Cause two numbers below her father's was one Shokuhou Misaki.

"Maybe she can help?"

She dialed her number instead, followed by the rings of her phone.

"Hello?" came the voice of Academy City's 5th Level 5.

"Hello, Misaki? I need a little help with something." Tohka shook her head at her self naivety. "No I need a lot of help with something. Can you help?"

"Ah! Hello, Kamijou-sensei! I would gladly assist you in whatever you need; however, is your awareness ability so off as to realize what time it is?" her voice teased.

Tohka rolled her eyes. "Yes, yes, but it's something really important." she breathed a shuddered breath. "Please. Help me."

There was silence and Tohka was sure Misaki was starting to take this seriously. "Sensei." Shokuhou said. "Give me a moment. Meet me at our usual cafe."

Tohka smiled. "Thank you."

"So... Touma completely lost all his memories. This time, everything..." Misaki mumbled. Tohka had told her everything she knew about tonight. Together, they met up at a cafe named (The restaurant in Date a live episode 3). There, Misaki ordered water, and Tohka beer. Much to Misaki's annoyance, the elder Kamijou started drinking. "Sensei... I'm sorry."

Tohka weakly smiled. "Misaki, please. Call me Tohka outside of the classroom." She took a few gulps of her beer.

The level 5 sent a sharp glare at Tohka. "Sensei." she insisted, "This is serious. Don't you remember how upset I was when Touma lost his memories of me? It hurts, even today, and I'm not even his sister! You are and this must be killing you."

Normally, Misaki wouldn't really care about people outside her clique, but after that certain incident with Deadlock and her own failures to properly save him, she found an older sister in Tohka who was also involved in said incident. Unbelievably to the level 5, Tohka never blamed her for Touma's condition back then. Instead, she was merely blessed that Touma hadn't completely forgotten everything back then, but now that blessing was broken.

Misaki could already tell the sheer depression that was forming before her.

"... I don't know what to feel anymore..."

"Sensei... Talk to me. We're having a very important talk now and I'd like to actually talk about it."

Hearing her student talk, Tohka couldn't help but become hopeful. "Then... could you help? Touma suffered brain damage and has forgotten everything about me. Maybe... Maybe you could do something?"

Misaki frowned. Only once did she ever see her sensei behave like this, the deadlock incident, and now she was forced to disappoint her. Misaki, ever since then, felt powerless.

"I'm sorry sensei. I can't do anything for him."

Tohka sighed. "Thanks for coming out anyways..." Tohka pulled out her wallet and placed enough for the both of them.

Misaki rose instant. "Sensei." she called. "What are you planning to do?"

Kamijou felt lost. "I don't know... How am I supposed to tell mom and dad about this? Especially since he asked me to keep it a secret from them?"

The level 5 looked down at her hands. It was those same hands that held Touma, the very hands that she felt blessed to hold him, that felt honored to clutch onto the one person who made her life worth it. Who gave her her happiest moment in life.

Despite him leaving her in an unceremonious manner, she did gain a Kamijou. Not the one she truly wanted, but someone close. His sister, who arrived late, had discovered her with Touma on her lap that day, and together, they had something in common. A love for Touma, one of family and the other of friendship, or maybe something even more.

But now it held very little, For Touma had forgotten even his sister, someone who was even closer to him. The devastation both girls felt was unreal to them. Neither wanted this to be true. But it happened and neither could deny fate from taking it's course; however, they could always guide it.

"Then keep it a secret." Misaki said.

Tohka turned to her, surprised and baffled. "What? Why am I supposed to keep the secret that my parents had their son lose his memories of them? They should've been the first to know this, not me!"

Misaki clicked her tongue and rolled her starry eyes. "No, I meant that you keep it a secret for Touma's sake. He asked you to keep it as one. I believe you should act upon his desires abilities if you cannot on yours."

"But-"

"Even so, Sensei. You said he hasn't changed too much. Perhaps it is too early to tell right now, but I say we trust him. I always trusted him before yesterday. Why should that change now?"

Tohka looked down again. Her eyes told a thousand things to Misaki, things that she didn't need to read her mind of, because she herself already went through them. She would understand more than anyone that that was how the pain would pass. Simply trust that the person they lost would come back to them, no matter how long it would take.

"And if he does remember everything eventually, then we shall have an important talk. A very, very sweet, kind and important talk."

Tohka bit her lip and slumped her shoulders.

"Okay... I'll do things your way for a while. Thank you Misaki. I'll see you in school tomorrow."

Misaki smirked. "No, sensei. I'll be seeing you today. It's past twelve."

Tohka quickly consulted the restaurant's clock and paled. "Oh my god! I still have papers to grade! ARGH! SUCH MISFORTUNE!"

In a rare moment, Misaki laughed a hearty laugh as her sensei ran off. "Good luck getting some sleep sensei!"

"NOOO!" Tohka wailed.

Tomorrow, or rather, today had arrived for Kamijou Touma, and he was scheduled to leave; however. There was one thing wrong. Where was his sister? She did promise to come by today. After the frog faced doctor had generously given him a drink from the vending machines within the hospital, Touma waited at the hospital entrance.

And soon enough his sister came around.

"What happened to you?!" asked Touma, worried and for good reason. His sister, well... Doesn't look like a sister. She- it!- looked like she came from a bed that didn't let her sleep at all. Her once beautiful black hair with purple highlights was completely disheveled and there were black bags under her eyes. Her cloths were completely filled with wrinkles and even looked like it was put on in a rush. All in all, she looked like she was about to collapse anytime soon.

Tohka hadn't responded to his first question. "Umm... You okay?"

Her violet eyes looked dead. "Let's get you to class." she mumbled and took his hand into her own.

Touma instantly protested. "Hey, I can walk on my own."

"Don't argue. I'm not in the mood." Tohka glared.

The younger sibling couldn't help but feel this was his fault.

She managed to drag him all the way to school, messed up as she is. Now standing next to the door to his classroom, Tohka glanced over her shoulder.

"Be nice to Komoe-sensei. She was a big help at times and she tries her honest best. Please pay attention to her... Or not... Or whatever..." Tohka mumbled and opened the door.

They were early so there wasn't many students inside, but there was two very important people inside at the moment.

"Hey, Komoe-sensei, Yomikawa-sensei." Tohka greeted tiredly.

The two teachers turned to her, both surprised. "Whoa, what happened to you?" Yomikawa asked before smirking. "Did you have a blast with your boyfriend?"

The elder Kamijou glared at her. "Shido and I are not like that." she growled. "And I'm just tired. Had a hard night." She didn't notice Touma wince at that. He was fully sure he was the cause of her hard night. And what was that about his sister having a boyfriend? "I'm just here to drop my brother off from the hospital."

The shortest of them gasped. "Oh my! What happened Kamijou-chan!?"

Tohka was the one who answered. "He was in another scuffle, the delinquent here gotten himself into trouble again. He's fine now." she assured.

Komoe breathed a sigh of relief. "At least he's in school on time this time... Well, you might as well take your seat." Yomikawa laughed a bit with Tohka sighing out. She saw her younger brother freeze.

Touma had instantly frozen. What was his seat again? Even then, why is Komoe-sensei so short?! And who are these people?!

"Here." Tohka groaned and dragged her little brother to his chair.

"I can take care of myself." Touma muttered.

"Awww, so cute to see a sister care for her brother." whispered Komoe to her friend.

"Tohka's always loving to her little brother, the moments are nice." stated Yomikawa. "But anyways, Tohka, don't you have classes to teach too?" Touma glanced at his sister, she was a teacher? She didn't look old enough. How young was she? In fact, how young was Komoe and Yomikawa?

"Yeah... homeroom isn't for another hour though. I'll be leaving in a moment." she yawned and stretched her shoulders. "You'll be fine. Take it easy and don't strain yourself. See ya."

Touma was sure he could take care of himself, but he was concerned for his sister. She shuffled to the door. "Are you sure you want to go out like this? You almost look like your about to collapse." Komoe couldn't help but voice her and her student's concern.

Tohka smiled warmly at her. "Don't worry. I was visiting this idiot in the middle of the night and forgotten to grade some papers for school. Didn't get any sleep, but I'll be fine."

"You better be. We got patrol to do today." Yomikawa smirked in seeing Tohka turning rigid before kneeling before her, her face paling.

"C-Can't I take a day off? Call in sick or something?" Tohka pleaded. "Please Sempai? I'm really, really tired."

That smirk on Yomikawa wouldn't go away. "Nope. I don't see you sick. Come back here after your lessons."

Tohka hung her head in defeat before glaring at Touma. "This is all your fault! If you hadn't gotten into fights without telling me, I would've been able to grade my class' papers! ARGH! Such misfortune!"

Offended, Touma pointed and yelled at her. "Hey, that's your own damn fault! Your a teacher and your responsible for your own actions! And don't steal my catchphrase!"

"I'll get you for this!" Tohka promised and walked off.

Both Komoe and Yomikawa laughed.

"Hey, Onee-sama!" A certain teleporter cheered in class. What luck was it to be assigned in the same class and her Onee-sama! "It warms my heart to see you in the morning, in our dorm, out in the world, and now in class! Oh, I could just die and go to heaven Onee-sama!"

Kuroko was very, very close to one of Tokiwadai's level 5s.

"Then why don't you!?" Misaka Mikoto growled as she tried prying the teleporting off her. Apparently, she made the wrong decision today to go to class early. She heard some rumors going on about her rival, the other level 5 of Tokiwadai. Anything related about her rival never fails to annoy her to no end, causing her to rush over to class to ignore said rumors; however, it was a loss- loss situation. Cause Kuroko is usually early, too early in hopes to see her every day. "And besides!? Why are you in my class!? Did you highjack another student's class and put yourself in it too? And this is a middle school! We're supposed to be separated by grades!"

Well, Kuroko was one year younger than her. Point to Misaka.

"Oh Onee-sama! Whatever graces allows me seating in this classroom will be worth it! For I get to see you in the morning, in the dorm, outside, and now in class too! Oh this is just perfect!" Mikoto was certainly bothered by the starry look in Kuroko's eyes.

"This is hardly perfect." Mikoto mourned. Suddenly she turned very, very red. "K-Kuroko!"

"Ahhhh Onee-sama!" Kuroko groped where a girl should not be groped unless given permission to, something that Kuroko doesn't have.

A great flash in the classroom erupted, the few students that was in there covered their eyes. At the same time, they opened their eyes to see Kuroko as charred as her name.

"Ahhhh Onee-sama..." Kuroko moaned. "Do me more~"

"You perv!" Mikoto growled.

Mikoto would've went on, but a voice interrupted them. "My, my. Such terrible display of disciple, Misaka-san. I should report this to a teacher."

Both girls turned to see someone, or perhaps, something they didn't really want to see.

"Shokuhou." Both muttered in disdain.

"In the flesh." Shokuhou sat down next to Misaka.

"Why must my chair be next to you of all people?" Mikoto asked, annoyed.

"I don't really know." She started pulling out her folders for today's class. "And I don't really want to know, but you can always asked the teacher."

Misaka stayed silent, wanting the conversation with Shokuhou over. In truth, she and Kuroko wanted to know why, in one class, both of Tokiwadai's level 5s are in one class. After this class, they'd be going their separate ways. Just the way they want it.

"Hmph." Misaka turned away from her fellow level 5. "Maybe I will."

Her turning away was the wrong move cause Misaki suddenly started grinning. "Aww tired of me already?"

"Anyone who has to deal with you everyday will get tired of you." Misaka snarked.

"Onee-sama. Please do not provoke her at the very least. You do have an image to protect." Kuroko reminded.

Just after the level 4 of them said that, the classroom had filled up a bit. Every student in there was amazed by the mere sight of both level 5s.

"Whoa! Is that Misaka-sama and Shokuhou-sama!?"

"The Ace and Queen in one class. Such an honor~"

"I just died and went to heaven!"

The whispers could easily be heard in the decent sized classroom and it wasn't like it was kept as one.

The classroom filled and eventually everyone arrived. Except one person.

"Where's Kamijou-sensei?"

"How ungrateful... Now I gotta drive all the way to school..." Tohka mumbled. As if the fortunes of god avoided her, all the lights on the way turned red on her. "Such rotten luck."

She was sorely tempted to use the siren cone she had in the back seat. It was red in color and was essentially a portable police light siren that off duty Anti Skill officers would often have in case a crime happens right before them. One would just slap it down on the hood of the car and like magic, they're a ready made anti skill officer reporting for duty and can pass through cars.

However, such irresponsible use of such a device would lead to bad ends with her sempais. That wouldn't be a good thing whatsoever.

Because of her refusal to irresponsibly use certain privileges, she ended up late to homeroom class. "I'm late... To homeroom... Of all classes..." Tohka cried. "Stupid Touma's luck is rubbing off me..."

Unfortunately for her and most of her class she made to class late. Everywhere, in her classroom of girls only, the desks were shoved up against the sides of the class and her normal students were lined up between both of Tokiwadai's level 5. All of them were facing one Misaka Mikoto.

"Let them go!" Mikoto growled. She even had the audacity to control Kuroko! That was the final spark necessary to bring out the thunder within her. Surrounding Misaka was a blue sparks of lightning dancing around her. "Let them all go now."

"Oh my. So you really do like this one? Getting angry over something like this?" Misaki gingerly touched Kuroko's cheek. "Perhaps you are what they call a Tsundere... Are you, by any chance, into girls instead?"

"Don't you touch her!" Misaka roared. She formed a large deal of lightning in her right hand and was just about to fling it until the door opened.

Kamijou-sensei has just arrived and her first act...

... Was her yawning.

"Thank God I didn't crash on the way here..." Tohka mumbled sitting down on her desk that apparently wasn't affected at all. "So... What's going on?"

Misaka spoke up first. "Kamijou-sensei! Shokuhou is abusing her powers and is manipulating all of your students! She has to be stopped!"

"Shokuhou?" Kamijou closed her eyes, to rest them of course, and turned to Misaki.

Misaki smiled sweetly and placed her hand below her chin. "All I wanted was today's answer to question ten. And I thought Misaka-san would be such a nice student as to grace me with an answer. But she overreacted and wanted to fight me all the sudden. In self defense, I regrettably used my fellow students."

"Including the lesbian?" Tohka bluntly asked, noticing Kuroko's docile expression.

"THATS WHAT YOUR WORRIED ABOUT?!" Mikoto demanded. "She's in control of your classroom! Who's to say she didn't control you too?! And besides! She took my stuff without permission!"

Lightning arced and danced around her. She was completely ready to obliterate Misaki from Academy City.

Tohka sighed. "Alright, alright. Misaki. Release my students please, and Misaka, please put all my desks back to where they are supposed to be. We got class to start."

"Are you serious Kamijou-sensei?! She completely disregarded your student's personal safety! Your supposed to do something in situations like this!" Mikoto reprimanded the teacher.

Tohka sighed out again. She seems to be doing that a lot to day. "As long as she doesn't alter their memories or harm them permanently, I'll let it slide. And really? She took your stuff and you overreacted?"

Mikoto shook her head. They were getting off track. "your letting her get away with this?" Mikoto growled darkly.

"No. I'm saying that I can't really do anything if Misaki takes control of me too. Do you honestly believe I can do something about this? Don't you remember my own level?"

Mikoto shrunk back. She did forgot that her teacher was a level 2 esper, no where in their leagues. Maybe she did ask her teacher do something that was beyond her own ability.

"But if stopping this is what you want, then will you guys please cease and desist or else I'll be arresting you both for disturbing the peace." Tohka glared at the both of them.

"Oh boo." Misaki pouted. "You never let me have any fun nowadays sensei."

"Shut it Shokuhou." growled her rival. "You want a fight? I'll give you one!"

Tohka had enough.

"THAT'S ENOUGH! One more outburst from you Misaka, and one more provoking statement, Misaki, and I will start arresting people." Tohka took out a pair of handcuffs from her pocket, slamming it to her desk. "I am in a very bad mood right now and I didn't even get a wink of sleep. So will you both stop being children and start being my students?"

The three espers looked at each other until Misaki sighed. "Very well. I give."

With a wave with one of her remotes, all the students began to arrange their desk back to where they were. Once they were done and sitting down at their seats, Misaki sat down and patted Mikoto's seat. With great reluctance, Mikoto sat down. And with all of her students in their chairs, Misaki relinquished control of Kamijou's students.

"Thank you. Now we can begin."

But then things took yet another turn for the worse. All her students were confused, an unfortunate side effect of Misaki's power.

"Huh? When did Kamijou sensei get here?"

"Hi Kamijou-sensei!"

"Why were you late? Did you interlope with your boyfriend?"

"Oh look under her eyes! She didn't even sleep! She must have!"

That did it. Tohka snapped, fists pounding her desk. "SHIDO AND I ARE NOT LIKE THAT! SHUT UP AND LETS BEGIN TODAY'S LESSONS!" Tohka roared.

A's N.

And there you have it. The end of the first chapter of A Certain Unrecognized Sister. Yes, Tohka's name was pulled from the anime "Date a Live" So yes, this is a bit of a crossover with Date a Live elements, but nothing really major. Besides that, please. Review and please give me some feedback. I'd appreciate it to know that somebody is reading this and wants more. This is actually my first story so I'm a bit nervous about it. Is it good? Is it trash and should I scrap it? I don't know. Please! Tell meh!