Authors note: This is a crossover between Ken Akamatusu's Love Hina and Negima. It is nine years after the War in the Magical world and the young Motoko is Five years old(ish). Setsuna is Three and Negi is yet to be born, this opening chapter explains how Setsuna became the swords woman and introduces some OC's of mine. I've wanted to do this for a while so enjoy!!!

Motoko Aoyama sighed. "Why do I have to do these stupid chores?" she thought to herself, "What use do they have with slaying demons?" Despite her silent complaints Motoko continued to sweep up the leaves around the dojo as her Onee-san had instructed. Motoko's mind started to wander; she began thinking about the fact that her birthday was not that far away. She was going to be five years old and she would receive her very own practice katana, this made her very excited. As she was sweeping she passed the room that the dojo's new guests were in. She caught a glimpse of them yesterday a man in his early twenties late teens, another man a bit older than him, a young boy, and a young girl with oddly coloured hair. The older man had been wounded and they had sought refuge at the dojo, apparently they were friends with the dojo's sister school in the west.

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Two days earlier

The rain fell heavily upon the traveller's backs as they knocked upon the great doors of the Aoyama Dojo. "Please open up we require your aid and medical attention!" one shouted, "My friend has been seriously injured!" The doors swung open slowly and the four entered quickly. Nagi Springfield laid his friend down carefully and checked the wound that the man had received to his chest. The blood was still dripping out of the three-inch hole that had been blasted into him, "Not good," thought The Thousand Master. The head of the Dojo came rushing out with several others, "Nagi-san what's the matter? What happened?"

"No time for that I need your energy."

"Pardon?"

"I expelled too much of my own in that last spell I shot off I cant heal him unless you help me."

The Head nodded and held out his hand towards Nagi a blue light emitted from it. Nagi grabbed the man's hand and dug in his robes for his spell book. Flipping quickly to the page he wanted Nagi gathered all the energy he needed to weave the spell. "Cura," he said pointing his hand at his companion's chest. The wound started to repair itself extremely quickly, the tissue melded together within the space of a few seconds. Motoko let out a small gasp as she saw this. The commotion had woken her up and she had snuck out to see what was the matter. The wounded man nodded his thanks to Nagi before falling unconscious. Nagi asked the Head for a place to stay and rest. At this point Motoko caught a quick glance at the young pair that was with them a boy and a girl. The girl was slightly younger than Motoko and had silvery white hair and violet coloured eyes. The boy had the hood of his robe up but his eyes shone a brilliant crimson red from underneath the hood and he was looking straight at her. "Demons," she whispered.

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The present

"Good morning Motoko" said a familiar voice bringing Motoko back from her thoughts.

"Onee-san!" Motoko trembled, "Umm I was umm…umm."

"Lost in thought," Tsuruko scolded, "you should be more focused Motoko."

"Sorry Onee-san."

"Anyway that doesn't matter right now what matters is that you look after our new student."

Motoko gave her sister a look of puzzlement, "New student?" she thought.

From behind he sister crept the young girl with the silver hair that Motoko had seen the night before. She whispered something inaudible but Motoko guessed she was saying hello. "Please look after her will you Toko-chan?" Tsuruko grinned and walked away. Motoko grimaced at the nickname that her sister taunted her with and turned to the little girl. She was now dressed in the uniform of the dojo and her hair had been tied up to one side. "What's your name?" Motoko asked. The girl whispered again looking straight at the floor.

"Sorry I couldn't catch that."

The young girl fidgeted and whispered a little louder "Setsuna Sakurazaki,"

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"Its getting worse Glyn," Nagi said in English to his friend lying on the bed, "you might not be able to survive next time."

"He is my son Nagi you don't understand," Glyn sat up groaning due to the pain "I don't care what he is I still love him."

"The boy is dangerous we can't keep him with us any longer not like this,"

"And what would you rather have me do send him to the council so he can be destroyed? Never!"

"At least consider leaving him somewhere safe where he can be helped."

Nagi looked over to where the boy was sitting, his eyes hadn't stopped glowing since Nagi had cast the binding spell on the child.

"We can go and see him once we found a way of destroying the demon inside him it's the only way."

"Its all my fault if I hadn't gone on that mission this would have never have happened," Glyn sobbed, "your right we can send him to our village back in Wales, he will be safe there."

"Death," came a ghostly whisper. Nagi turned to look at the boy, who sat smiling.

"You reek of the stench of death Thousand Master," came the inhuman voice from the boy, "no matter how much you run from it, it will find you eventually,"

"So you can speak then."

The demon laughed manically "You can't imprison me forever I will escape soon enough, once I do this world and everything in it will die, including your unborn child."

"I wont let that happen Balróc."

The demon simply laughed.

Authors final note: Please be aware with exams and other things coming up and my university applications underway, I many not be able to post the next chapter for a while. If you have any suggestions for the story, such as new characters plot developments etc please PM me and I will reply ASAP. Other than that thank you for your support and please be patient I will work on the next chapter when I can.