This idea was randomly born after hours of playing Kirby's Dreamland 3… seriously (the last boss of that game… and then people go around saying that Nintendo only makes stuff for kids).

Anyway, I actually don't ship NanoFate yet I respect you if you do and this fic is not to be taken seriously, repeating, this fic is NOT to be taken seriously and as stated in the summary is an alternate universe, so I don't want reviews like "NEEDS NANOFATE!" or "KILL THE FERRET BOY!" and also "People like you is why Yuuno is hated so much".

DISCLAIMER:

I don't own Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha, if I did, Hayate would have appeared in Nendoroid Generation.

EDIT (06/04/13):

Corrected the lots of grammar mistakes.

Five years passed since the Book of Darkness and Wolkenritter incident. Now after all that time, they along their master Yagami Hayate decided to pay for their crimes by working for the Time and Space Administration Bureau. Fate Testarossa was adopted with open arms by the Harlaown family, legally changing her name into Fate T. Harlaown and decided to work for the TSAB too, it was sorta a family tradition. Takamachi Nanoha lived a normal life afterwards, but it was only for a short period of time as she joined the TSAB too.

Today, we're inside the Infinite Library, in which we can see plenty of people putting the large amounts of books in order, it wasn't called Infinite Library for nothing after all. Here we can see a young fourteen years old Yuuno Scrya, he showed talent in the research of information, which was necessary in the Book of Darkness case, so he was admired by the library staff and the superiors of the TSAB had been thinking of ascending his Rank into chief librarian. Yuuno was also a bit proud of himself, he was never treated so well with the exception of his friends… which are counted by the way. However, he was in his teens; the stress generated by his work and very few free time definetely were bad for him.

Now it's lunch time, and Yuuno was preparing to take a bite of his sandwich.

"Hello there, ferret boy" that was until the voice of his old friend the admiral Chrono Harlaown surprised him.

"Chrono? What are you doing here?... and how many times I told you it's not ferret boy!".

"Yeah, yeah, whatever you say" Chrono sarcastically said smiling "Anyway, can I talk to you for a minute?".

"What is it?".

Chrono then sitted on a chair in front of Yuuno "Yuuno… is this all stressful?".

"Huh?" Yuuno then began to think about all his time in the library "Umm… a bit, why?".

"A bit? that's not what your sweat and eyes say" Chrono was right, Yuuno had his eyes down due to staying late many nights at work (there were even days were he stayed all night) and he was sweating from too much focus and magic spended on organizing everything "Listen, you're still a teen and I completely understand your situation, remember when I was your age?" Yuuno thought again; he was right, Chrono was in the TSAB since a very young age and that along losing his father at four years old made him to not live a normal childhood (even by Mid-Childan standards).

"Okay, I admit it, I have tons of works to do and almost have no time to do anything else! What's your point?".

"… Tell me, when you were on Earth, did you noticed how schools are?".

"Well, compared to Mid-Childan ones, they're actually pretty easy, it's not a world were magic is used after all, and they learn what here is the basic of the basic in education… Wait, don't tell me you want me to-?..."

Chrono just grinned "Oh yes, I want to".

"No! I prefer to be here than learning stuff I already know!"

"And that's why you need to go there! You need to relax! You love education! There you got both! Or you want to hate your job when you grow old?".

Chrono was right again; the large amounts of stress with time could go straight to hate towards his librarian job slowly; he needed to relax and take a breath sometime "… How is it that you always convince me to do anything you want?".

"It's something we Harlaowns have" Chrono made a big smile "I'm gonna start the preparations, first you'll need an earthling identity".

*I have the feeling this isn't going to end well for me* Yuuno thought.

Earth, a world that knows nothing about magic yet three of the most powerful mages in history live here. Today we're in Uminari, seeing Takamachi Nanoha, Fate T. Harlaown and Yagami Hayate as they are talking inside the classroom of their high school.

"Hey, you herd the news?" Yagami Hayate said sitting on a desk.

"Huh, what is it?" said Takamachi Nanoha sitted on her desk chair.

"There's a new student coming today to our class! Isn't that exciting?" Hayate said very cheerfully.

"Actually… I think that sounds a bit anime cliché" Fate T. Harlaown said remembering the cliché introduction she made to Nanoha class 5 years ago.

"Oh, come on Fate, it's better tan nothing, besides it's the more exciting thing happening to us recently as we haven't had missions for a long time" Hayate was right, Mid-Childa was in a very calmed state right now, and it has been a long time since they received a mission.

"I wonder how he or she looks like" Nanoha said, showing some curiosity.

Fate didn't knew what to think and say, since she's not from Earth like Nanoha and Hayate, she still couldn't comprehend Earth culture totally.

The bell then sounded, meaning classes would start right now and students shall be sitting in their classroom to wait the teacher. The teacher then entered the classroom and began talking.

"All right, so as most of you may know, a new student has been transfered and it was decided for him to be in this class" the teacher then looked at the door "please come in and introduce yourself to your classmates".

The new student then entered the classroom and Nanoha, Fate and Hayate's jaws were wide open et the sight of seeing someone they never thought of being a classmate of theirs.

"My name is Yuuno Scrya, it's a pleasure to meet you all".

Aww, who's a cute little puffball that devours anything in his path? Yes you are Kirby… wait, we're airing? Oops.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and criticism is well received... yes, I know this is full of clichés.

Smell ya later!