Black Lilies:Part Deux
Summary: Remember the Black Lilies? Well they're back for a revenge match and now, they've got a secret weapon on their side. (Warning: This is based on the manga version of the dodgeball game and not the cheesy anime version,ok?)
Chapter 1:The Challenge
(On one of the rooftop courts of the Mahora Academy)
"Hey guys, Remember what happened here about a year ago?" Pretty gymnast, Sasaki Makie asked her companions as they were playing volleyball during their break from class. "Yeah, we beat the Mahora Dodgeball Team, the Black Lilies wasn't it, for playing rights to the court." Ace swimmer, Okochi Akira answered while nodding her head and smiling at the memory.
The Basketball Club's Akashi Yuna, jumps high and catches the ball tossed by Makie at her and as she lands, she suddenly giggles remembering something that happened during that dodgeball game. "And remember when their captain tried that cheapshot at Asuna after the game? Their clothes suddenly fell apart when Negi-Sensei took that hit for Asuna and threw it right back." "I remember that. It was freaky…" The class Med Rep and soccer enthusiast, Izumi Ako says as she catches the ball thrown at her with her body and starts to skillfully bounce it from one knee to the other. "…But I can't say I feel sorry for them. That was a mean stunt they pulled on Asuna during and after the game." "They deserved it." Makie declares. "Hitting Asuna again after she was eliminated was sooo uncool and trying to hit her after the match is just plain wrong. If it wasn't for Negi-Kun…."
Makie then notices that Akira, Yuna and Ako were no longer listening to her but was instead staring at something or someone behind her and blushing furiously. Makie's eyes tracks the ball which fell from Ako's hands as it rolls past her only to be stopped by a foot wearing a comfortable looking, yet expensive leather shoe. Makie then looks up at the man and suddenly felt her own face blushing as well. The man picks up the volleyball, smiles and asks in a husky tone of voice. "Hello ladies, care for a game of….Dodgeball?"
(Mahora Class 3-A homeroom)
10 year old English Teacher/Magician Negi Springfield was trying to convince his student/roommate, Kagurazaka Asuna that his latest sneezing bout, which incidentally blew open her shirt and exposing herself for all to see, was an accident caused by an overzealous class rep, Yukihiro Ayaka's strong perfume as she had knelt down before him in her routine after class-ritual of congratulating him on a job well done. But his pleas fell on deaf ears as Asuna proceeded to throttle him angrily, her dual colored eyes flashing in rage and humiliation. "Aaaccckk! A-Asuna-San, I told you it was all an accident. You just Gasp gotta believe Wheeze me. I can't help it if Choke my nose is sensitive to strong odors." Negi explained desperately as he tried to breath. "You little shrimp. You did that on purpose." Asuna fumed. "Why'd you have to turn to me just as you were about to sneeze knowing very well what could happen?"
The granddaughter of the Mahora Academy dean, Konoe Konoka was trying to calm her friend down. "C'mon Asuna, leave Negi-Kun alone. It's not like it was his fault that your shirt suddenly opened like that when he sneezed." Asuna turned to Konoka and gave her a demonic look and said "YES IT IS!" causing a sweatdrop to appear on the back of Konoka's head as well as making her move back quickly to avoid the oncoming carnage.
At the back of the room, the vampiress Evangeline A.K. Mcdowell was watching the sight and silently laughing her guts out inwardly. Beside her, her battle puppet, Rakuso Chachamaru was also watching the scene with detached interest when the android suddenly focuses her attention to the door. "What is it Chachamaru?" Evangeline asked, noticing the sudden change in her demeanor. The android spoke. "Master, the strong power we felt a week ago is coming this way." "What did you say?" Evangeline said then concentrated on the said power which she and Chachamaru felt enter the barrier of the school a week earlier. Sure enough, it was getting stronger and stronger, indicating that it was nearby. She then looks at the human, Negi and wondered if it had something to do with the hapless English lad.
Meanwhile, Negi was running for his life from the very ticked off Asuna and made a beeline for the door. As he neared the door, he looks back only to see Asuna still chasing him with obviously evil intents. "WWWAAAHHH! Please forgive me Asuna-San, I really didn't mean it, I swea……OOOFF!" Negima falls back on his behind as he collides with a rather solid body. Asuna catches up and puts Negi in a chokehold. "Now I got you, you little brat. Now I'm gonna…." Asuna stops and notices that someone was in front of them. Looking up, she see a strikingly handsome man with snow white hair and hypnotic looking cerulean green eyes who looks to be in his late 20's looking down at them with a small smile. Asuna's face went red as she felt herself being drawn towards the man's eyes and forgot about the little squirming figure that she was currently choking the life out of. "Anooo…" The man started "…If I'm not mistaken, that's Negi-Sensei that you're trying to kill isn't it? Asuna snapped back to reality and realized her blunder. She released Negi and stood up, trying to compose herself. "Oh, I'm sorry I tripped Negi-Sensei. Gee, this is sooo embarrassing. Ohhohohohoh."
Negi sank down to the floor, trying to catch his breath. "Man, I thought I was gonna die for sure. I'm really sorry Asuna. I really didn't mean it." Negi said, turning to his student. He then notices that Asuna, or more precisely, the vast majority of his students (even the computer geek, Hasegawa Chisame and the normally expressionless magician, Zazie Rainyday)were looking at somebody behind him with dreamy looks on their faces. "Negi-Sensei I presume?" A voice inquired. Negi stood up, and faced the man who spoke. "Yes, I'm Negi Springfield. Advisor of Mahora Junior High Class 3-A. I'm sorry, but have we met before?" Negi said, looking at the man before him. He was a handsome looking fellow with emerald eyes and wore a well tailored suit. 'There's something about this guy which I can't put my finger on. Oh well, I'm sure it's nothing." Negi thought. The man then extended a hand which Negi shook. "Forgive me for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Satoshi Ken and I'm a new teacher here at Mahora Academy, specifically a history teacher. I've also been assigned as a class advisor." "Oh? What class?" Negi inquired. The man called Satoshi Ken smiled and said. "Saint Ursula School class 3-D"
At first, Negi did not really understand the significance of the class name till the red haired school reporter, Asakura Kazumi whispered. "They're the ones that our class beat in that dodgeball game last year, Sensei." Negi started to sweat bullets as he remembered the events that transpired after the game and thought. 'Oh my god! He's here to confront me regarding that little incident after the game! What am I gonna do?'
"Regarding that, I truly am sorry for what happened. I never intended it to go so far. As a teacher, I shouldn't have suggested it." Negi said, bowing apologetically. But Ken shook his haid and said. "On the contrary, I think it was an excellent idea. A little competition never hurts anyone. And that's why I'm here today." The man said walking pass Negi and looking over Class 3-A. 'Man! My class really has it for this guy!' Negi thought, looking over his class as well. 'Even the class rep who is normally all over me at this time can't take her eyes of this new teacher.' Negi then faces Ken. "Exactly what do you mean?" Ken faces the diminutive teacher as well and answers. "You know, it took me a while to find you. If it wasn't with the help of these girls…" Ken gestured towards the door where Negi notices for the first time, Makie, Akira,Ako and Yuna stood, though with the same somewhat dazed look as most of the students in his class had. "…It would've taken me a lot longer. As I was saying, I wanted to find you to challenge your class again in a dodgeball game. This time, I want it to be an official match. My class pride themselves as the Mahora Dodgeball Team and their loss to your class hit them pretty hard. So they asked me to convey to you and your class their challenge for a rematch. 12 against 12, 7 days from now at the Mahora gymnasium."
Negi thought for a moment, while looking at Ken and assessing the truthfulness of his statements. For some strange reason, Ken was unreadable and this was starting to concern him. "I don't know Ken-San. It's really up to the girls here. Well ladies, what do you saYAHHHHH!" Negi screamed as he saw that almost the entire class was practically stampeding towards him and Ken and only Ken had enough sense to quickly step out of the way. Negi soon found himself stepped, stomped and trampled underfoot by the girls as each one vied for Ken-Sensei's attention. "Of course we'll play sensei. It'd be rude to deny them the return bout" The class rep said. "Do you already have a girlfriend?" The mischievous Narutaki twins, Fuuka and Fumika asked. "Do you live nearby sir?" Manga loving Saotome Haruna inquired. Ken sweatdrops at the sight of the more then 20 students bombarding him with questions. "One at a time girls, one at a time." Ken said as he whispered to Negi who was slowly picking himself up from the floor. "Are they always this….Enthusiastic?" "Ehehhehehe….You have no idea Ken-San" Negi laughed nervously, remembering the first time he met the girls. Ken-San smiled mysteriously and answered cryptically. "Oh, but I think I do Negi-Sensei. We'll just have to see what happens on the game shall we?" At these words, he turned to entertain the questions hurled at him by class 3-A and leaving Negi even more confused and wondering what the new teacher's words meant.
Meanwhile, Evangeline who was watching the exchange between the brat and the new teacher, was chuckling and said to herself "Looks like things are about to get lively here again."
Author's Note: Yeehaaa! My first fic after such a LLLLOOOONNNNGGGG time! It was so hard to get ideas but FINALLY, an anime/manga series that's worth the wait. Please R&R people