Author's Ramblings and Preface to the Story:

Yep, another Naruto crossover, this time with Negima, as I've gotten inspired while reading said story. This time I'm using a 'clean' character, so to speak, so you'll have no idea what he's capable of or is up to. The story should have a slightly darker feel to it than most of the stories I've written, bu then again, who knows where my inspiration will take me. No previous knowledge will be required to understand this story, however, I will be basing the stuff inside on a number of mythologies, some fantasy works I've read, and a number of my own crazy ideas.

The story starts at the second part of the trip to the Library Island, therefore, I'd suggest reading the part before it for reference... it's some four or five chapters, no more.

Any pairings as of yet are unknown. Might be one, might be none, who knows? Two things, while Naruto will be quite old, he isn't all-knowing or all powerful, and second, don't expect him to be a stupid little idiot who knows nothing of the world.

Other than what I've stated, all will be revealed in time.

Oh and one more bit of important nonsense

Disclaimer: I do not own neither Naruto nor Negima (or whatever it's exactly named. I really can't be bothered to search at this point), I only own the original stuff I put into this story and that's it. And this isn't a work for profit. Happy?

Spellbound

Chapter 1 : Shadows in the Night

Rain. He always enjoyed the droplets, especially during his hunts. Lightning cracked, for a moment enlightening the landscape before him. Normal scents were hard to track under such conditions, but the scent of magic... it only became clearer with the rain. It had taken him the better part of a year to track down his prey, and the target was here, in Mahora Academy. He had felt the detection barrier that surrounded the place, and while very powerful, it was a joke to bypass to someone of his caliber.

"What do you think, will she prove a challenge?" he quietly asked the figure next to him, which promptly dissolved in response, and a strange pair of bracers formed on his arms, their form concealed by a dark cloak, while a hood concealed his face, revealing only a faint outline in the lightning.

"I agree. We haven't had a hunt this interesting in a while." he commented again, speaking with his unseen partner.

He stood atop the ruined clock tower, silently crouching and observing the area around him. The trace was faint, but clear, so he leaped down, landing on all fours, but making nearly no sound against the rain, a silent smile covering the barely visible part of his face. And then he ran...

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She quietly looked at the weather outside. The warm interior of the shrine that had become her home felt comforting against the cold weather. She smiled serenely as she took the bottle of gun oil, carefully cleaning the interior of her pistol, before applying it. Next to it on the table was a small press, made specially for filling bullets, along with a cardboard box that contained a hundred already filled ones. She had long ago learned to make her bullets on her own, a precaution many mercenaries back home took. The weapons themselves were a fine mixture of magic and science, crafted from a high quality alloy, while using a number of enchanted gems to speed up firing, reloading and accelerate bullets as needed, as well as insulate the interior from moisture, excessive heat and cold. It was a custom job, though in appearance it had little difference from a normal pistol, it's finely tuned mechanism only showing itself in combat.

Finally content that her weapons were ready, she took the two pistols, gently laying them on a piece of cloth before going to take a shower. They were perfectly safe in her room, as the others who lived there knew better than to tinker with her belongings. She slowly removed the robe that covered her dark skin, gently undoing the binds on her hair as well, letting it fall freely onto her shoulders. Setting the water to a comfortable warmth, she entered the shower, taking her time to rinse her body.

She let the water rush over her, washing away the daily grime and dirt, while the warmth relaxed her muscles. The day had been a trying one, as the headmaster had a plethora of smaller jobs for her to do... the money was welcome though, so she had finished them all, taking out over a dozen minor demons who had the idea of breaking in, along with escorting a small number of dignitaries and helping out her young sensei. The boy was intriguing to her, he could be naïve and childish at one moment, or mature, perceptive and levelheaded in another. Continuing her bath, she once more lathered her shoulders and upper torso, taking special care along the lines of the two small scars she had gotten during her work, gently tracing the shallow lines along the back of her left shoulder.

It was then that she felt it first, a presence on the border of her senses, calling. It was demonic in origin, but unusually calm and subdued. A call, she was now certain, directed at her. A shiver traveled up her spine as she got out of the shower, hurrying towards the guns when she realized that the presence wasn't approaching, rather it waited. Disregarding that, she still took the two pistols, along with the proper ammunition and only then proceeded to dress herself, picking out a light, but waterproof outfit. She was only slightly angered by the fact that she would have to get out in the storm, and during night. She was more worried that whoever it was, he or she knew exactly what they were doing. Well, at least she had the time to properly prepare, and prepare she did, gathering every single additional weapon she cold think of at the time. The aged headmaster would forgive her for that much.

Taking one last look at her room, she walked outside, uttering a silent prayer in hope to see the place again.

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The darkened figure grinned at the other approaching one.

"I was almost worried you wouldn't come" he jovially stated, bringing an annoyed huff from the girl.

"Who'd refuse such a polite invitation" she answered, voice dripping with sarcasm. Even with her fine sight, she couldn't see the face of the person before her through the rain. The street lamps were next to useless, as their faint light only cast a shadow over the hooded face.

"No need to be so unpleasant Tatsumiya Mana" the man, judging from the voice, calmly stated "You should have known to expect this ever sine you broke the agreement." he honestly commented, bringing out a shocked face from the young woman "Did you really think that there would be no consequences merely because you fled a great distance?"

"I... expected this day would come. I suppose you are here to either kill me or capture me?" she asked, a moment's incertitude fading away to her determination to survive. Neither of the two choices he offered appealed to her, so she was in the mood for a third one, fighting.

"Something along those lines" the man slowly responded, pulling back the hood, and revealing a relatively young face. A bolt of lightning cracked from the heavens, dramatically lighting the small path they stood on, and revealing the young man's face to her. He had short, but spiky blond hair, and tanned skin, the cheeks baring something between a birthmark and a scar that oddly reminded her of whiskers. However it was the eyes that truly scared her. Sapphire glaciers that stared right trough her, but at the same time, there was a strange warmth behind them, as if the coldness was merely a mask hiding something behind. The lips were quirked into a strange, whimsical smile.

"Tell me then demon, what is your name? I would like to know which name to write down on my kill list" Mana calmly asked, bringing up a content smile of her own

"That's the spirit!" he shouted joyfully over the drum of the rain "The name's Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto. Shall we dance milady?" he cheerfully asked, turning to a half-bow and extending his hand in mock invitation. Mana barely noted the pair of bracers on his wrists before she pulled out the two pistols and opened fire. It was past twelve already, during a storm. No one would be outside now.

Naruto laughed as the bullets whistled past him, for the time being content to be on the defensive. He was very curious just how capable the girl had been, as he had accepted the contract for reasons far different from those his employers had assumed.

The open field was to his advantage, as it offered precious little cover. Without trees on either side of the road, and the small barrier he had set up to stop any bullets from leaving, they would likely remain undetected. He twisted and turned with great speed, using small bursts of magical energy to propel his body in various impossible directions. It was nearly impossible to have a reaction time fast enough to dodge bullets naturally, however, if one could see the position of the pistol, with proper training it was child's play to dodge them. And to his eyes, her hands moved very, very slowly, even with only the limited light to illuminate them.

The young mercenary grunted as she unloaded another salvo of bullets at her opponent. Naruto still hadn't attacked her, and that worried her very much. Her opponent wasn't nearly as foolish as she had originally though. So far, he was merely dodging, but her supply of bullets wasn't endless. She needed a change of plans. With a smirk on her face, she pulled out the first of her trump cards as it were, in the shape of a small vial.

'Let's see how he likes that' she mused as she threw the vial in his direction, quietly muttering the activation phrase.

The blond chuckled lightly under the rain as the vial flew towards him. He had expected something of such sort, having made a careful study of his prey before coming here. The vial was a store of magical energy, while a number of minor symbols prepared spell that could be stored for later use. He had no idea what the spell would be though, so he prepared a minor reflection barrier. It would likely shatter on contact, but it wold also sate his curiosity, if only for a moment. Making a fake dodge to get a bit further away from the vial, his eyes only slightly widened as the vial exploded into an expanding sphere of ice, riddled with spikes.

"Brilliant..." he quietly muttered as one of the spikes burst past his barrier and straight into his right arm, being barely blocked by his bracer. It was a very clever choice, as he had visibly underestimated the spell. Even he, regardless of his power could be killed by a well placed blow, a harsh lesson he had to learn a long time ago, though he had since then taken a number of precautions to help himself out.

"My turn" he added a bit more loudly, making sure that she would notice it.

The bracers faded away into nothingness, soon replaced by a pair of rather unusual-looking weapons. A short circle of metal with a handle within it, and two long blades going the same way, the bladed weapon having the same color the bracers did, that of rusted iron. Instead of grasping the handle, Naruto placed his flattened palms above them, one over each, as the blades begun to spin, speed increasing until they had turned into a pair of flat disks, spinning at great speed.

Mana hadn't been foolish enough to wait for him to complete whatever he was doing, now growing slowly aware just how powerful the entity sent against her was. If she didn't finish this soon, while he was still toying with her, she would die, and nothing she did would stop that. The ice of her last spell had already started melting down, without the magic to sustain it, it was hardly surprising, but it would serve her well regardless. She pulled out the remaining eight vials, each inscribed with a different spell. The two pistols were back in their holsters just for a few moments as she rapidly chanted the sequence that would activate them all in a cascade that would hopefully overwhelm her enemy.

The vials spread in a perfect octagonal formation around Naruto, just as she finished the last verse, triggering their activation.

He grinned wildly as he realized that she was pulling out all the stops, likely realizing that he as far more powerful than she originally thought. The spells she had launched this time were a lot more powerful, and worse still, they were in synch, each adding to the others' strength by either adding more firepower, or sabotaging him.

He moved his palms rapidly to block off what he expected to be the worst of the attack, aware that he had left himself open to Mana's attacks. He could have done more, but his curiosity was getting the better of him. He had a number of contingencies in mind.

The first four vials exploded, sending four waves of fire in a cross shaped pattern streaming towards his body, further strengthened by a gust of wind, the flames turning white-hot. The other four however, were the ones that surprised him, as the energy leaked into the ground beneath him, four pillars rapidly rising to restrain his arms and legs, to force him to take the blow head on. 'Damn clever'

But it was time to end this. He couldn't afford to make much of a scene, so the really flashy arsenal was off-limits, but that didn't stop him from using his other abilities. Without as much as twitching, he simply disappeared in the moment the four streams of fire were about to crash into him, his disappearance hidden by the steam formed from the evaporating rain. He had only then noticed that one of the vials had a different purpose, to further fuel the ice and stab him through.

'No wonder the amount she was given... this girl would have been the death of me if I was a bit more careless, powerful or not.' Naruto thought, standing a few feet behind her, still thankfully unnoticed.

Mana calmed down, if only slightly. She had won, if only by a hair's width, but why did it feel so tense? She realized that only when she lowered her pistols that she was not alone.

She prepared herself for a strike, half expecting it to end, when she heard clapping from behind her.

"Most impressive lady of the Hellas." he stated, voice clearly displaying that he meant it.

"Just end it already, or must you gloat?" she spat in resignation, misreading his intent.

"Gloat?" Naruto asked, voice clearly surprised "The idea never occurred to me." he stated, and Mana could swear that for a moment she heard the rustling of leaves as she felt the demon's presence move from several meters behind, to right behind her. "No, I am merely impressed" he continued in a serious voice.

She was fuming inside, though she kept a calm front. There was one more trick she had up her sleeve, one she didn't want to use, but she could see no choice now. It was do or die. Her hand snaked down to her pocket, pulling at what would seem to be a tarot card with her image on it. Her left eye changed as she pulled on her own limited supplies of magic, the Demon Eye springing into life as she began rapidly forcing all of her energy to fuel the broken pact between her and her long dead friend.

It would have taken her just a few more seconds to finish it when a hand grabbed hers, stopping her in her tracks, and ending the flow of magic.

"Don't." he quietly ordered, and to her surprise she found herself obeying, the voice laced with his authority commanding her.

"It isn't worth it, especially since I'm no longer interested in capturing or killing you" he added, and she only slightly calmed down, beside herself "Besides, did you truly believe I used all of my power?" he commented, sending a shiver up her spine. She sighed lowly against the thinning rain, the growing silence engulfing them

"So what now?" she asked as Naruto let go of her hand.

"Who knows? I'm a freelancer anyway... maybe I'll look for a new job, but regardless of it, this is such a curious place, with so many interesting people. For what it's worth, it would be a shame if something were to happen to them, so I'll be watching for now, I"m in dire need of a vacation anyway. I give you my word though, I will not attack anyone unless provoked" he explained, turning around and starting to walk towards the shrine where he had sensed her earlier, stopping a few seconds later "You wouldn't mind if I stayed at your place for the night, would you? I don't think I'd manage to find proper accommodation " he asked in a kinder voice, sounding slightly embarrassed. That surprised her, even if only a little. For a demon, he acted very much like a human being, and she hated to admit it, but he had come to interest her as well

"Fine" she groaned out, agreeing mostly because she didn't see another option. As much as she simply wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, it wasn't the smart thing to do, and she was sure it would come to bite her in the ass. So she did it, even if she didn't want to.

"Let's go demon-boy, I need to catch some sleep or I'll be late to school in the morning" she spoke, speeding past him, too tired to argue. She'd leave it to the 'dean' to take care of things, however he chose to.

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Naruto found himself deeply entertained by the actions of his unwilling hostess. Even though she apparently hated his guts on several levels, the least issue being the fact that he was a demon, she still played the part, offering him a futon and even tea. He quietly smiled as she retired for the night, leaving him to take care of himself. He really didn't need to wash himself after standing in the rain.

He pulled out a cellphone, idly taking a look at the time, before his fingers rapidly pressed down a number of keys, and he moved the phone to his ear.

"Keis?" he shortly asked, smiling when the person on the other side of the line confirmed "Tell Richter and Skadi where I'm at, would you?" short pause " Thanks dear, you're the best. Ah, can you also set me up with the headmaster for tomorrow around ten? Yes Keis, I finished my job. Rank? A+ unless I'm sorely mistaken, and you can pass it through to the client. Fine, I'll talk to you later, take care. Yes Keis, I'll buy it as soon as we're scheduled to meet again. Yah... Spellbound out"

He smiled again, a content, if slightly tired smile before clearing the log once more and replacing the phone back in his pocket. Now that he had removed the cloak, the clothes he wore beneath once more became visible. Black jeans and a dark blue shirt with a simple leather jacket over it. He looked to be around 17 by his features, but the entire stance and look spoke of someone far older. The face was relaxed, unmarred except for a shallow scar that ran from beneath his left ear to the collarbone .Barely visible until he removed the jacket was an elegant gauntlet that covered his right arm

"Be a dear and let me slip out of my clothes, would you?" he quietly asked, looking at his gauntlet intently.

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Mana watched her guest curiously from a safe distance. She had overheard a short part of his conversation over the phone., curious as to just who Keis was until she heard the name he refereed himself to. That turned her into a quivering mess. She almost missed the final thing he said, thinking he was talking to her until she realized that he was talking to the gauntlet on his hand. She looked at him a bit strangely, until she recognized the color, and the gantlet dissolved into a fine mist, seeping into his body through his skin.

"Crazy woman" she heard him mutter, offering it a slight smile as he began undressing. She chose that moment to leave, rather than to look at him undressing. She had enough of her own concerns, and she certainly didn't want to stare at his... she ended the train of though there, feeling disgusted with herself as she lay down in her bed.

An hour passed, and she found that she couldn't sleep, her mind a maelstrom of thoughts. Outside, the storm had subsided, leaving a clear, night sky. The dull, barely perceptible ache in her left eye reminded her just who was in the room next to hers. Why did she agree to let him, a demon spend the night here in the shrine? Better yet, were the stories she heard about him true? Was he really just toying with her? Which questions were going to be on the test tomorrow? Should she order materials for FMJ or AP ammo? Those questions and many more haunted her thoughts as her consciousness finally faded and she drifted off to sleep.

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Naruto once more slightly smiled as he looked at the sleeping girl, gently walking over to the place where he was certain she set down the Pactio card from before. He gingerly pulled it out from her light jacket, taking a short, but sad look at it. Whoever the contract was with was long dead. But still, there were a few tricks how to trigger it again, one of which she had almost used, fueling it with her own magic. He focused on the card, focusing his own magic in an impromptu ritual. It was a relatively simple process, if you knew how to do it. He sighed as the image restored itself to it's rightful state, the change, apart from the restored text, being minimal in the form of a tiara on her head, a small box appearing in the corner, with the number 3 written inside

"A small apology, lady of the Hellas" he muttered, taking out a small piece of paper an wrapping up the card in it before leaving it next to her bed and walking out. Unlike her, he didn't have school in the morning, and the night was still young

He pulled the falling comforter she used to cover herself over her, gently tucking her in before wrapping the cloak around himself and leaving.

As soon as he stepped outside he took a deep breath of the fresh after rain air, enjoying the barely perceptible fragrance. The night had started well enough, perhaps it would end just as well. If only he could find what he was looking for. He focused his eyes on the small island just a bit away from the main one, the site of Mahora's legendary library. If there was a place on this planet where he could find what he was looking for, it would be there.

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She jerked herself up as the alarm rang, throwing the dark comforter off completely. Tatsumiya Mana was hardly a morning person, but she didn't have the time nor the will to bitch about it. She quickly and efficiently dressed herself, picking up her things one by one until she came to the small nightstand next to her bed, curiously gazing at the card and note wrapped around it, eyes once more widening when she realized what had happened

'They say that Gaia watches over those dear to her. May whatever deity you pray to protect you, lady of the Hellas. Consider this small gift an apology for last night. Oh, and enjoy your breakfast'

She dropped the note into her pocket and the card into another, making a small, if hesitant smile. Whoever he was, Naruto Uzumaki was interesting to her, she had to admit that much.

She walked to the other room, not in the least surprised to notice a full meal waiting for her. Could things get any stranger? Less than twelve hours ago they were at each others' throats, or more accurately, she was at his, while he messed around, and now he was acting all friendly, and worse, she found that she couldn't bring herself to care about the fact that he was a demon

She had made a final check of her belongings, making sure everything was in place, and that no other curious details were added. Precautions were precautions, and even if he acted friendly, he could still prove to be dangerous, regardless of reputation, though his given word at least ensured that he wouldn't go out and attack people. Demons were proud, or in rarer cases, honorable beings, and either trait made sure they would keep their word once given

She finished her simple, but tasty breakfast, idly sifting through the several unopened letters that were on her table, a few of them bills, others job offers. At this point she wasn't in the mood, and she knew she could skip it for one day without consequence, opting to go to school normally and then pay a visit to the public bath, to relax for the rest of the day. Yes, that would work nicely.

Still, she wondered just how he managed to sneak out while leaving breakfast without her noticing it...

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There were a number of people to who the day had not started so well. Takehata Takimichi, currently employed as an art teacher was one of those people. While generally calm and rather relaxed, the job he got this morning concerned him. He was to escort yet another newcomer to the area, an expert on magical security as it were. Konoemon was rather relaxed at the barely detected intrusion last night, along with the apparent attack on Tatsumiya Mana, though the girl showed no sign of it this morning.

The train station was packed as ever, as there was a number of people who didn't stay in the dorms on the island, rather staying in shared apartments on the mainland. While the academy was divided into sub-schools by grade and gender, many of the institutions within it, such as the infirmary, hospital and cafeteria weren't. He was uncertain how he would recognize the person he was told to pick up, especially since the aged headmaster jokingly stated that he would stand out.

The weather had calmed down since last night, the occasional puddle remaining around, but he had still chosen to carry an umbrella. The overcast sky above was still gray, setting up an unpleasant mood. He gently reset his glasses, taking a look at the station building.

"Best get this over with..." he spoke in a low tone. He liked his job as a teacher, but the occasional chores were testing even to his near limitless patience.

He walked in, answering the greetings of various current and former students as he noted a single immobile figure, standing like a rock against the moving sea around him. He found that his superior was indeed right. He stood out like a sore thumb. He was seemingly a teen, seventeen from what he heard. A dark gray coat covered most of him, a similarly gray wool shawl wrapped around his neck, leaving only his face uncovered, and the short and spiky blond hair to fall down. His expression was bewildered by the horde of students around him.

Takimichi suppressed a light chuckle. Perhaps the young man wouldn't be an annoyance.

He raised his hand and waved at him, the blond immediately reacting with a smile and a wave in turn while walking over.

"You must be Takehata-san" the blond happily stated

"And you would be Uzumaki-san then?" Takimichi asked in turn, pleased by the nod the young man gave

"I swear, I nearly started panicking back there. Konoe-dono said I'd easily recognize the person sent to greet me" Naruto exasperatedly said, bringing a short laugh from the seemingly older teacher.

"Don't worry, he said the same to me" he shortly returned between chuckles "Come on. I'll take you to the headmaster"

"Thanks. Sorry for the trouble" Naruto retorted, following his guide.

Naruto found Mahora to be a far more enjoyable place by daylight, as the lush greenery that was invisible under the limited light last night. The architecture was mixed, but pleasantly so, mostly western, with a bit of Mediterranean architecture sprinkled about in good taste. A point of curiosity was the massive tree that grew near the center of the island, it's form towering over the campus. It was a warm, pleasant place, one could easily come to call home. The trek continued in relative silence, as they slowly approached what was likely the main building, passing by a number of students on the way as they climbed the stairs to enter.

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It was tiring in many ways, this subtlety he had to practice. Naruto didn't have the patience most demons his age had achieved, but then again he didn't also acquire a scheming streak that was equally present, nor the desires to 'conquer the universe' and 'bath the lands in the blood of mortals'. That aside, of all the things in the universe, the one he hated would be waiting. His host had at least been civil enough to provide tea and newspapers for reading. His ears perked up when he heard the voice of an old man calling

"Shizuna-kun, would you please see our guest in?" came the voice he was quite certain belonged to Konoemon Konoe, the headmaster of Mahora Academy. A few moments later, the door to the office opened, revealing a rather busty young woman in her mid-twenties, with long greenish hair.

"Uzumaki-san, the headmaster will see you now" she shortly stated before pointing to the door politely, and walking away. The blond blinked shortly and walked in, mildly surprised by the sheer size of the office, as well as by the appearance of the headmaster. He had heard of the man many times before, but never met him in person, even if they fought on the same side many years ago.

He had to stifle a laugh at the man's less than impressive appearance, reminding himself of the fact that appearances could and would deceive. The old man was shorter than he was, nearing baldness, apart from the back part which was tied into an impressive tail, a long, graying beard, and a bushy mustache along with equal eyebrows. His clothing was simple, but the demeanor was cheerful, if a bit controlled.

"Welcome" he kindly greeted him "Have a seat Naruto-san, we have a lot to talk about"

The older man had a rather unique presence, one that somewhat reminded him of another old man from his old home. Even though cheerful, it was a man of authority, something he respected. He quietly sat down in the chair opposite from the headmaster's own.

"Now then, let's start with your visit last night" he sweetly said, bringing up a smile on Naruto

"You hired my group to run a check on your security and then improve it where possible. How do you expect me to do so without first testing it?" he instantly responded.

"Oh? And an attack on a certain Tatsumiya Mana, along with breaking into the library island was part of that test?" Konoe asked, the normally lidded eyes opening only slightly. Naruto shrugged off the minor magic sent in his direction by the old man, surprised by the lack of a focus object and of any visible action from him at the same time. His smile faded instantly, and he moved his hand to the inner pocket of his coat, bringing on a barely perceptible twitch from the headmaster as he withdrew a calling card from it, sliding it across the massive hardwood desk.

"You hired me knowing I was a demon Konoe-san. And for the record, I haven't dealt a single blow to the young lady. Your defenses are first rate, but they wouldn't stop a powerful demon from entering, nor would they stop a skilled mage from doing the same. At best, they might give you advance warning. As to my visit to your library, I wanted to pay a visit to an old friend. A certain colonel that likes chicken. Though I doubt you called me here for the small talk, as a call to the Black Legion would only mean that you expect trouble" he finished, offering only an eerie smile to his host. The headmaster merely chuckled at his rebuttal, seemingly not in the least surprised.

"As expected of you. I would be disappointed if it were otherwise. Let's just say I have an offer. I understand you're trying to lay low for a while?"

"Correct." Naruto shortly responded "What do you have in mind?"

Author's Notes: End of chapter 1. I came up with this idea on the way home from a party. Anyho, it will b a lot darker than the original manga, as it was more inspired by the anime version Negima than it. I've taken certain creative liberties, as usual.

For those curious, Naruto is a demon, and a rather old one at it. The various OCs and organizations mentioned will be explained over time. Let's just say that a lot of it bears some significance.

Also, while it isn't mentioned anywhere specifically, the timeframe of the story is after the Blackout arc, when Negi defeats Evangeline. I haven't yet decided how big a role he will play in this story, but he will be one of the important characters. Though I'm still wondering just how well will I juggle thirty+ characters... pairings, if any are as of yet undecided, but there will likely be a short fling or two.

Regardless of it, read, review, tell me what you think about it and offer suggestions. The other stories will hopefully be updated soon.