Papercut
by Cyberchao X

Disclaimer: I do not own Mahou Sensei Negima or its characters. This writing is strictly non-profit.

Still half-asleep, Konoka Konoe reached over to where she expected to find her lover and was disappointed to discover that the bed was empty. "Secchan?" she asked. "Where are you?"

A mini-Setsuna appeared. "Sorry, ojou-sama," it said, "Setsuna left me to watch over you."

"I don't know why she bothers. If I were to ever get in trouble, I could just as easily call her over with my Pactio card. And I thought I'd finally convinced her to start calling me 'Kono-chan'."

"S-sorry, ojou-chan," the flustered paper doll managed, trying to cater to Konoka's wishes and only doing it halfway. She then became even more flustered as Konoka removed her nightgown. "Ah...maybe you're right. There's no real need for me to be watching over you..."

Konoka giggled at the childish personality that the miniature Setsuna had. "I suppose I should just be happy the real Setsuna doesn't still act like this." Suddenly, a mischievous grin crossed her face.

Having turned away from Konoka, mini-Setsuna didn't see the bra coming until it was too late, and was summarily trapped under it, blushing all the while at the realization of what it was she was trying to escape from. "Maybe I'll just stay under here", she thought, "at least that way I won't have to look at ojou-sama while she's changing..."

Shortly afterwards, however, she found herself removed from her new hiding place--and Konoka no more clothed than she had been before. "I wonder...just how much like the real Setsuna are you? Because I was really hoping to get the day started on a happy note, if you know what I mean."

"I think I do...and I really wish I didn't, because the size difference involved is quite overwhelming, and you know, I'm made out of paper, so I really don't think those clothes are removable, and...apparently I was wrong about that."

"You forget, I can do magic too. So yes, for me, they're definitely removable."

"Ojou-sama, please, don't make me do this..."

You'll do it and you'll like it. A telepathic message to the doll from its master. If my Konoka needs companionship, she gets companionship. If she needs intimacy, she gets intimacy.

"A-ah...okay... Please be gentle with me; I rip easily..."

"So, I hear you got a tad lonely while I was out, Kono-chan. Tell me, did my doll make an adequate substitute?"

"She had nothing on the real you, of course...but she was surprisingly decent. I take back what I said about the dolls being unneccesary now that we have the Pactio. It's not like I can just summon you to my side every time I get lonely, and this way, I'll always have a little of you around when I need you."

Setsuna smiled, almost even laughed. "I'm glad to hear that. And I'm also glad to hear that you still prefer flesh and blood to paper and magic." Konoka smiled back at her. "I must admit, though, it was kind of interesting sexing you up by proxy. Remember, I can still see everything my dolls see if I so choose."

Konoka blushed. "Er...so, then, how did it look up there?"

"You're beautiful inside and out, Kono-chan. But I must say, I don't think gynecology is in my future." They both started cracking up at this, and only stopped when Konoka covered Setsuna's mouth with her own. As the laughter died down, Setsuna sighed, "I feel blessed to have you in my life."

"Me too, Secchan. Me too."