Welcome one and all to my new TAMnI index fic! I really do hope that you enjoy this fic. This fic IS a sequal to my previous Index fic, "A Certain Adult Film", though it may not become that prominent until later on .

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Aleister Crowley was not a happy…being. Money was tight for him. World War Three had drastically drained his funds and if he didn't find a new source of money quickly, he wouldn't have enough to fund his plans.

'What am I going to do now?' Crowley thought to himself as he floated in his tube. 'How am I going to complete my plans if I don't have enough money?'

His eyes drifted over the many screens around him. Each screen showed him something different, ranging from reports to various footages from the surveillance cameras he had linked to here. Finally, he stopped on the screen with his email.

Most of the messages were useless to him. Most of them asking for more money, others asking for permission on things, as well as reports and miscellaneous things were sent to him daily, hourly almost. He quickly began to delete most of them finding them to be useless to him in the long run.

Although…

Looking back on this event, Crowley would never be sure as to why this particular email intrigued him so much. Maybe it was a whim, but whatever the reason, he opened the email.

'You have been graciously invited!

Dear Superintendent of Academy City,

You have been graciously been invited to Tokyo's first annual Date Auction. Times have been tough lately and the city needs all the help it can get. We would be most grateful if you would join us for the most fun night in ages…'

Crowley hastily deleted the email not even bothering to read the rest of it.

Although…the idea of a date auction did have a certain appeal to it.

…Yes…that's it.

That's how he would gather his necessary funds. He would auction off people for dates for money and if he kept it to Academy City, it wouldn't affect his plans in the slightest.

Crowley felt the beginnings of a smirk crawling onto his face as he began to draw up his plans. First off, who would be the bulk of this auction? Considering his options, the androgynous man decided that both Anti-Skill and Judgement would be sufficient. He knew that while both groups would be fine, he knew he would need bigger bait to reel in the other fish.

Contemplating for several minutes, he mused that there was no bigger bait than the city's seven Level 5's. Crowley's eyes slowly drifted to the fridge hooked up to the various cables, well…maybe six.

'Hmm…maybe I should involve Imagine Breaker in this?' Crowley thought as he finished drawing up the plans. 'I'll put him on the back burner for now.'

With that last thought in mind, and with his finely-cultured sense of schadenfreude in full bloom, Crowley let the smirk he'd been fighting off crawl onto his face as he emailed out his exact instructions to everyone that would set this thing in motion.

Subject: Plans for Date Auction

-To all that receive this email,

Academy City MUST regain its municipal funding, independently of our annual federal budget. To that end, the following plan must be executed EXACTLY as written. That way, Academy City will recoup its independent funding quite evenly.

The email continued on to explain the specific roles that each of the various Resource Departments would have to do.

Of course, this was met with complaints, but Crowley simply responded that this was for the good of Academy City.


So when the time came for it to be announced, the heads of both Anti-Skill and Judgement were both understandably worried.

"You know that they won't take this well right?" Kamatsu Takeru, the Director of Judgement, mumbled as he held his head in his hands.

"I know, I know, we'll just have to grit our teeth and hope for the best." Toujou Kenji, the Chief of Anti-Skill, offered as he leaned against the wall, a cup of coffee in his hand. "You and I both know that there isn't much we can do. If we don't want to stretch our budget any further, then we need to do this."

Kenji sighed as he finished his coffee in one go.

"At least we don't have to try and negotiate with the Level 5's." Takeru noted with a small smirk.

Kenji chuckled softly.

"That'd be a nightmare." He mused aloud. Popping his neck, he added," I don't envy those guys one bit." Glancing at the nearby clock, he noted. "I guess it's time to go let them know."

With that said both men rose and gave each other a quick handshake.

"After we're done here, let's hit the bar, ok?" Kenji proposed.

"That sounds good to me." Takeru shrugged. "I heard that there's a new one on the corner of Thirty-Second and Twelfth." The both of them knew that there would be of headaches to follow in the coming weeks, and drinks would help alleviate their problems somewhat. So Kenji nodded his head in agreement.

Both Takeru and Kenji sighed deeply as they went to their respective rooms, hoping they would both make it through the day.


Kamatsu Takeru took a deep breath as he made his way to the podium in front of all the other members of Judgement that gathered today. Each one of them staring at him, Takeru felt slightly unnerved at their wide eyed stares.

He could do this, he kept telling himself. He would get through this without injury and without causing a riot. When he was done here, he would go and buy himself the biggest mug of beer he could get his hands on.

"Ahem…" Takeru began by clearing his throat. "As you know Academy City has fallen on hard times recently. Because of these hard times, budgets have been tight for the entire city, for both Judgement and Anti-Skill in particular."

Amidst the murmurs and the affirming nods, he continued on. "So to fix these problems, Academy City's Superintendant has proposed a fundraising event. This event…is a Date Auction." Takeru finished taking a deep breath to calm himself. The first half was done, but now onto the real mountain.

Taking a look around the room, he heard the hushed whispers of everyone as they tried to figure out who would be in the auction. Raising a hand to call attention back to himself, the room fell silent once more.

"Now some of you may be wondering who is going to be featured in this auction, but I'm sure some of you may have already guess who." As angry yells of indignation quickly rose up across the room, Takeru shouted, "Judgement WILL be participating!"

Before a mob could explode into a full-blown riot, Takeru quickly brought the room back under his control. "Now now, let's all calm down." He shouted to his subordinates, hoping to calm them. "I know that most, if not all, of you are upset. It's understandable, but you don't have to worry."

When they finally calmed down enough to look at him, he quickly added, "It is not JUST Judgement that'll be joining in. Both Anti-Skill and the City's Level 5's will be participating as well."

This seemed to quiet down the crowd somewhat, though every now and then an 'Hmmph!' of indignation rang out.

"Now, I'm willing to take any questions you may have, and I will try to answer them to the best of my ability." Takeru said in hopes of not setting off any hair triggers in the crowd.

Several groups began to talk over each other, chatter filling the hall. Seeing several hands go up at once, Takeru pointed out the first hand he saw with a nod of his head.

"Yes umm…what are the criteria for participating?" A female Judgement asked; a slightly worried look on her face.

"Well the very minimum is that the person CANNOT be married." Takeru answered calmly as groups of people groaned in disappointment. "Other requirements will be sent out by email. Next question please."

Pointing to another random hand, he nodded his head once more.

"How does it work?" Some random male member demanded. "Can a single bidder attempt to win more than one date? Can several bidders join together to bid on one person?"

Takeru sighed as he pulled out the notes he had printed earlier from his jacket. Going through them quickly, he cleared his throat once more.

"According to the notes the Superintendant created, the rules state: 'As long as the Bidder has money, he/she may continue to bid on multiple people even if that Bidder has already won a date.' As for multiple bidders…" Takeru trailed off as he scanned the notes in his hands, even as his audience began to murmur amongst themselves once more.

Quickly finding what he was looking for, he turned back to the microphone in front of him. "It says for multiple bidders…'Multiple bidders may group together to outbid the highest bid and bidder.' I take it you want to know about if you have to date each of the bidders?" Takeru asked as he looked up.

A nod of agreement was all he got from the people in front of him.

"Well, according to these notes, you'll have to date each of the bidders one-on-one, and no group dates will be allowed." With this final pronouncement of doom, several groups of people groaned in defeat.

"Are there any other questions?" Takeru asked once more, hoping that it would be over rather quickly. Sadly for him, several more hands shot up again. Quickly pointing to the first hand he saw once more. "Yes?"

"Can anybody bid on anyone or is it gender restricted?"

"Good question," Takeru mused along as he went back to his notes once more. "Hmm…it doesn't say anything about it being gender restricted, so I would assume that it's open to everyone who wants to bid."

Shirai Kuroko was a very bored and somewhat upset Oujou-sama at the moment. What person wouldn't be when they found that they were going to be sold like cattle for dates? If anything, she hoped she would be able to get of this.

"So you said that the Level 5's were participating…Do you know which ones are going to joining?" another voice asked loudly, causing her to perk up slightly. Did she dare hope…?

Kuroko was on the edge of her seat as she listened intently. If the Level 5's were participating, then maybe just maybe she'd get the chance to bid on, and win, her Onee-sama! Kuroko gave Takeru her full attention in hopes that her dreams weren't shattered.

"Well, we're not sure who is going to be there," Takeru muttered distractedly, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Though I'm sure Gunha-san will be there. I also heard they would also try and get…Tokiwadai's Misaka Mikoto and Shokuhou Misaki. So when we find out who is joining up, we will let you all know."

Kuroko was in pure heaven when they mentioned that Misaka may end up participating. A chance to go on a date with her precious Onee-sama? She wouldn't miss this chance for the world.

"Well, if no one else has any further questions, then you're all dismissed. I hope you all have a nice day." Takeru said as he left the stage mumbling to himself. He needed a drink. Badly.


Kuroko sighed deeply as she took a seat in her chair at her desk in the 144th Branch Office. Uiharu was humming away happily as she made tea acting like she didn't have a care in the world.

"How can you be so calm Uiharu?" Kuroko wondered. "We just found out that we're going to be sold off for dates." The teleporter had no ideas on how Uiharu could remain so calm after such news.

"It's not that I'm afraid or mad," The girl with the flowery headband shrugged "A little upset yes, but when I think of what could happen, I can't help but get a little excited."

Kuroko quirked an eyebrow, so Uiharu explained, "What if I get to go on a date with a cool looking Senpai?"

Then she became starry-eyed at an image only she could see. "Or maybe I'll get an amazing and adventurous Senpai!"

Dissolving into giggles at whatever she was seeing, Uiharu concluded with, "The possibilities are endless, Shirai-san."

Kuroko could only stare at Uiharu, a blank look on her face. The teleporter sighed as she shook her head at her friend's antics.

"Or…" Kuroko deadpanned." …you could get a brutish knuckle-dragging ape that only cares for your looks." Her eyebrow twitching as she tried to ignore Uiharu's incessant giggling.

"Hehe…you mean like a tough street smart Senpai? That would awesome Shirai-san." Uiharu said still in her own delusional world. By this point, she was surrounded by sparkling lights.

Kuroko groaned in exasperation ready to try again to snap her friend out of her own delusional world.

"Why don't you just let her enjoy her own little world, Shirai-san? I'm sure she'll come back to us on her own soon enough." Konorii Mii said placidly as she sat down on the branch's couch having just returned from her own errands after the meeting.

Kuroko sighed loudly as she let her head hit the table with an audible smack as Uiharu placed a cup of tea next to her before handing Konorii a cup as well.

"How do you feel about this Konorii-Senpai?" Kuroko asked not even bothering to lift her head from the desk. The bespectacled teen paused, lost in thought for a while..

"Well…" she hemmed and hawed as she tried to find the right words. "…I think…it'll be fun." She finally decided, smiling softly.

"You think so too, Konorii-Senpai?" Both Kuroko and Uiharu asked in unison. Although each had completely different feelings put into their answers; Kuroko in disbelief and Uiharu with a great deal of hope.

"Fun? Fun!" Kuroko exploded. "How can this end in nothing BUT disaster?" She wasn't sure how this could be fun.

"Well Shirai-san, half the fun is guessing what type of date you may end up having." Konorii said with a gentle smile hoping to cool Kuroko down in some way.

"Yeah Shirai-san, with it open to anyone, you could even end up on a date with Misaka-san." Uiharu offered hopefully.

That seemed to stop Kuroko dead in her tracks. "That's right…" the aggressive teleporter murmured to herself as she thought back to the meeting. "Anyone could bid on any person up for auction."

'A…date…with Onee-sama?' Kuroko thought to herself. She could see it now…candles, a fancy dinner for two…more and more images came to her mind as a blush and a creepy smile crawled onto her face.

"Hehehe…" Kuroko giggled both happily and creepily. "I'll do it! This Shirai Kuroko will get a date with Onee-sama!"

Having made her declaration, Kuroko began to cackle madly. Her pigtails began to wigglein time with her wildly-flexing fingers.

Uiharu and Konorii could only chuckle weakly as the two turned to one another and began to chat about not only the upcoming event, but work as well.


Crowley floated in his tube quietly, his eyes drifting over the various screens in front of him. He read each report quickly carefully making sure to pick out the important parts.

If the reports were right then everything was going according to schedule and on time which was always a satisfying result.

But he WAS bothered by something.

He didn't know that Anti-Skill had so many members that were married, which effectively disqualified them from participating in the Date Auction fundraiser event.

This mean he had to come up with something quick.

If he wanted this to succeed, he would need more people. Maybe it was time to open it to the public. Though if DID open it to the public, he doubted more people would sign up if it –JUST- for the city, even though supporting the city was a good cause by itself.

Maybe, and as much as he hated to admit it, he should donate some of the funds to some place in Academy City in an attempt to attract the more sympathetic groups…

'But where?' Crowley thought to himself as he looked over the various groups in Academy City. He found himself smiling faintly once he landed on the perfect group. 'Excellent. The Child Errors will do. They'll bring in the biggest group of sympathizers.'

With a flick of his eyes, he quickly sent out a new email informing people of the new addition to his plans.

'There, that should do it. Now…I think it's time to bring Imagine Breaker into the equation.' Crowley thought to himself as he dialed an all too familiar number. It only rang twice before it was answered.

"Hello Crowley, what do you need?" The insincere voice of Tsuchimikado Motoharu rang out throughout his chamber. Crowley could hear the all too fake cheer in his voice and could easily picture that ever persistent smirk on the young double agent's face.

"Ah, Tsuchimikado, I take you've heard of my most recent plan?" Crowley said bluntly. He didn't have time for pleasantries. Especially not when there were things that needed planning and plans that needed things.

"Your date auction?" the blond magician answered "Yeah, I know about it. Why?"

"Well, I have opened registration to all of Academy City and I would like you to-"

"No way am I going to sign up for this Crowley."

"As expected, but if you would've let me finish…" The magician turned scientist said calmly, though there was a faint trace of anger in his voice. "…I was going to say I want you to sign up Imagine Breaker for my date auction."

"Kami-yan?" Crowley could almost taste Tsuchimikado's wary confusion."You want me to sign up Kami-yan for your ridiculous date auction?"

"That is correct." Crowley said coolly, knowing that the Necessarius double-agent could never pass up the chance to screw with Imagine Breaker's head.

Tsuchimikado smirked as evil thoughts swelled up in his mind. Oh yes…another chance to screw with Kami-yan for that ONE thing. He would do this job with not only pride, but with joy as well.

"All right Crowley," Tsuchimikado sniggered. "I'll do your job. He'll be in by Tuesday."

Hanging up quickly, Tsuchimikado smirked as he put his phone away. Oh this job was going to be -BEAUTIFUL-. It was another chance for revenge and a good chance to see Touma flounder around again, which was always good for a laugh or two.

He wasn't going to pass this up for anything. Well…almost anything.

The following morning, Tsuchimikado, after having a delicious breakfast with his wonderful little sister, went down to the registration building and got the registration form for Touma. He quickly filled out everything on the form with pleasure.

Sadly, there was one thing stopping him from turning it in right then and there. What stopped him was the fact that he would need Touma's signature on it to be official. The blond magician might have been a good forger at times, but right now….having Touma sign his own death sentence would just make this all the more sweeter when things finally came to a head.

Thinking that it shouldn't be too hard to get Touma to sign it, Tsuchimikado pocketed the form and left the building making his way to school.

"Today's gonna be fun." Tsuchimikado declared to himself, grinning madly.

As he left the building, he never saw Maika make her way into the very same building he had just left just mere moments ago.

The day crept by exceedingly slow for the blonde magician. Too slow for his tastes; he already had a plan in place to use on Touma, but time just wouldn't go quickly.

'Why couldn't time move faster?' He complained mentally. Groaning internally, he knew that all he could do was to wait for time to fly by.

When the bell for lunch FINALLY rang, he moved to go and talk to Touma. But as luck would have it, Touma left the room saying something about buying bread from the school store.

Tsuchimikado sighed softly as he took his seat once more. There went his carefully constructed plan.

Maybe he could think up another one for when Touma did come back.

As he sat there, lost in his contemplations, Aogami Pierce watched his blonde friend with an eyebrow raised inquisitively.

"So what's going on with you, Tsuchimikado?" The blue-haired pervert asked as he approached his friend's desk.

"Nothing much really, just trying to figure out something." Tsuchimikado replied with a sigh as he leaned back in his seat looking to the ceiling.

Nothing was coming to him.

Why in the world couldn't he figure out a new plan to use on Touma? Then a sudden thought came to him as he looked over at his friend.

Why not bring Aogami into this plan as well?

Maybe the two of them could come up with something.

He figured Aogami would be more than willing to help him out there.

Tsuchimikado chuckled softly as he made up his mind.

"Hey Aogami…" He began slyly, leaning forward in his seat. "How well can you keep a secret?"

But even as he asked the blue-haired teen, the blond spy felt the need to kick himself for asking such a stupid question.

After all, Aogami and secrets were not the greatest mix in the world.

"Why?" The pervert asked as he raised an eyebrow slightly in challenge.

"Well…" Tsuchimikado smirked. "You know about that Date Auction that's in about two week's right?"

"…Yeah." The 2-D otaku nodded warily.

"I was thinking of entering Kami-yan into the auction, but there's a slightly problem." Tsuchimikado explained as he pulled the near completed registration form from his pocket. "I just need his signature in order to sign him up. Do you think you could help me get him to sign it?"

Aogami stared at the form briefly before nodding his head slowly.

"Why in the world would you sign him up for it? We already have to worry about him here at school, why would you unleash him onto the world?" While he was excited at the prospect of throwing Touma into a den of lions once more, Aogami couldn't help but be worried that the date auction would reveal that every girl in Academy City, and not just their school, would want its unluckiest boy.

"Because I thought it'd be fun." Tsuchimikado replied, as serene as if he was explaining why the sun was shining outside right now.

"I know that you can forge signatures," Aogami questioned as he stared at the sheet."The only question that remains is why you are so adamant about having Touma sign this himself."

"Having Kami-yan sign the sheet himself would make it so much more sweeter than having someone forge his signature and catching him off guard. Admittedly, that's fun, but…" Tsuchimikado said trailing off with a small smirk on his face.

Aogami stared at the sheet and his friend briefly before nodding his head once more.

"All right Tsuchimikado," the 2-D otaku decided smirking. "I'll help you out."

"Great thanks man." Tsuchimikado said grinning as he patted his friends back. It was then that the door opened once again, Touma walked in having finished his lunch from the school store.

Aogami smirked, a plan already forming his head, as he grabbed the registration form, a blank sheet of paper, and a clipboard. Quickly scribbling something at the top of the blank sheet of paper, he made his way over to Touma's desk.

"Hey Kami-yan, would you mind signing this?" Aogami said as he held the clipboard out to Touma, a cheerful smile on his face. Touma glanced at his perverted friend's face, knowing that smile could either be the most dangerous face his friend had or it was the look of someone who was truly happy about something. The unlucky boy warily took the clipboard from him, deciding to see what his friend was asking him to sign before doing anything.

"This is a… 'Petition to change the nurse's outfit to a bunny girl costume'…?" Touma asked wryly as he read the heading. Looking up at his friend, he asked, "… Are you serious, Aogami?"

Not for the first time, he wondered if the boy with the piercings had been dropped on his head as baby. This sounded too good to be true and, for Touma, it always ended badly for him when anything made him think like that.

"Absolutely!" Aogami exclaimed proudly. "Here at school, wouldn't the sight of a beautiful nurse dressed in a dazzling bunny girl outfit tending to us make us feel a whole lot better?" He rhetorized loudly.

Just as he planned, several classmates had turned their heads to stare at the spectacle that he was making of himself. "Just think of the possibilities Kami-yan!" Aogami explained, clenching his fists in excitement. "It might make the trips to the nurse's office much more bearable."

Touma could only stare in confusion at Aogami as he took in Aogami's speech.

He DID think that the blue-haired pervert was making a lot of sense, though. If he was tended to by a beautiful bunny girl nurse, then any trips to the nurse's office, or the hospital, would make it a lot more bearable. Touma slowly nodded as he grabbed his pencil.

"All right, I'll sign it." Touma said as he looked at the sheet. Seeing a red 'x' down towards the bottom, he quickly signed his name there before handing the clipboard back to Aogami.

"Thanks Kami-yan." Aogami said grinning. "I'm sure we'll get this through soon." He quickly signed his own name on the blank sheet above Touma's own signature.

The minute he'd turned his back on Touma, though, the blue-haired boy smirked broadly as he made his way back to Tsuchimikado and handed both sheets to the blonde magician.

"And that's how you get Kami-yan to sign." Aogami said his body language screaming pride.

Tsuchimikado was flabbergasted at the ease with which Aogami had gotten Touma to sign registration sheet. He just couldn't believe it. He had been outsmarted by Aogami of all people. This had to be a record or something. But through all of his thoughts, one thing kept nagging at him…

"…Why the hell didn't –I- think of that?" Tsuchimikado mumbled to himself as he pocketed the registration form in pocket.

But, whatever the tactic, it didn't matter. He had gotten what he wanted and he would turn it in after school.


Later that night, Tsuchimikado was happy as could be as he watched his cute little sister cook dinner. It was much fun to watch her do this. The way she moved and tasted everything to make sure it was perfect… all of it was just adorable, especially the look she had when the food didn't taste just right. It was times like this that the blonde magician cherished, more than anything in this world.

"Ah!" Maika said jumping slightly. Something had either spooked her or she suddenly remembered something important.

"What's wrong, Maika-chan?" Tsuchimikado asked, straightening up quickly in his worry for his precious little sister.

"I…" Maika began as she turned around to give her stepbrother the cutest look she could muster up. "I was wondering if…well, if you would be able to sign the paper on the table for me, onii-chan?"

Turning to notice the piece of standard sized paper on the dinner table, Tsuchimikado turned back to his sister and asked, "What's it for Maika-chan?"

"I needed my guardian to sign that sheet for a class trip." Maika explained a cute puppy dog look in her eyes. "I really wanna go, onii-chan, please?"

Tsuchimikado smiled softly enjoying the cute act Maika was giving him. Nodding quickly, he pulled the sheet of paper closer and signed it without even bothering to look at what was even printed on it.

However, while he may have been a spy and lying was natural to him, it never once occurred to him that maybe, just maybe, that Maika would lie to him about something. To Tsuchimikado, Maika was the world to him and if she needed something, he would do it in a heartbeat.

Sadly for him, if he had only taken the time to look at what he just signed. That way, he would've been able to avoid the future trouble to come. Seeing her stepbrother having signed the sheet, Maika gave him a big smile.

"Yay, thank you onii-chan! You're the best." Maika said before turning back to the dinner in front of her.

'Kukuku…Just as planned.' The young High-Class Maid (in training) thought devilishly, an evil smile on her face.

End Chapter 1