Tsuchimikado Motoka was not having a good day today. She had no sooner arrived to the portal, then to watch several people wander across the border-line. Every-single last one of them guys in search of one Kamijou Touka, who had shot every last one of them down.

Not that it stopped the guys. They kept trying, and trying, and trying. But, either way- he had several guys that had disappeared into the portal in an attempt to retrieve Kamijou Touka before the portal collapsed.

It looked like he was going to need some help.

Silently he pulled out his cellphone, and made a call. "Hello? Yuriko? Guess who- Oh, ow, you wound me nee-san! But unfortunately something popped up due to a magical matter, and I'm going to need your help~"

The two traded chitchat along the lines of Motoka requesting help, and Yuriko threatening to disembowel and destroy her.

In about an hour, a white haired, red-eyed girl stood before Motoka. She was wearing a sailor-uniform, with a single flower tucked into her hair. She tched her impatience as she looked at the end of the alleyway. "I see- so it's down that way, is it? Let's get this over with."

She strode angrily towards the portal, and stepped through without a moments hesitation.

Motoka grinned as she hopped through, just barely missing the blue-headed mop of hair, and curiously shut eyes that followed her.

Then, with a scimitar sharp grin, the blue-haired boy followed the other two through.

One blue-haired boy, known only as Aogami Pierce, was bored and slightly lonely. Tsuchimikado wasn't answering his cellphone- Kamijou was nowhere to be seen. The Idiot Delta Trio Force was not currently up and running, and so it was, he wandered down through the streets and attempted to flirt with every girl (and a few shotas) he could see.

It was on one such failed attempt, he rounded a corner and came face to face with a girl.

She too had blue hair, and several earrings adorned her ears. She didn't have the most impressive rack ever, but he liked flat-chest's as well as big, so that was alright. The two began to circle each other, like hungry predators, looking for the right opening to attack. And then, with a mighty flourish they pointed at each other yelling, "You are just my type! Blue hair, piercing, being a man/woman- you have traits on my list! Will you go out with me?"

Several teens were already beginning to hurry away from the weirdos, as others looked on, disturbed but strangely drawn to this odd thing playing out before them.

The two blue-haired people frowned, heads tilting at the same time. Well- they were probably accepted- now what do they do?

Both heads turned as a small form passed by, and both drooled, "Loli~"

Then, with a snap, their heads had turned to each other. Was… this possible? Could someone actually have the same fetishes as them?

The girl took a provocative stance, finger pointing at the person across from her. "I challenge you to a fetish fuel battle!"

More then one of the watching teens took a step back in surprise. Fetish fuel? Really?

"I accept! I'll show you there is no girl I cannot possibly adore!"

"I too will show you there is no boy I cannot go fangirl over!"

If it were an anime, flames would be spouting off the two of them, as they glowered at each other. Then, to the surprise, amazement, and wondering of the students around them, they really did begin to shout their fetishes at each other in the middle of a crowded street.

"Foster sis/bro!" They started off with the exact same thing, with different genders.

"Foster mom/dad!"

"Foster daughter/son!" One person went green with that image of squick, and went running to go empty their stomachs elsewhere, as several students began to dial for the Anti-skill.

These two had to be stopped before innocent minds were completely destroyed!

Kuroko blinked as a warning went off on the computer, and she stood up, both hands slamming down on top of the desk as she recognized the signal- Onee-san was fighting. What was more- she was fighting with someone that seemed to be matching her.

"Uihara, stay here and watch the cameras. I'm going to go to Onee-sama."

Uihara pushed off on her rolling chair, letting it slide to the laptop as Kuroko vanished.

Kuroko began to teleport quickly, moving faster and faster as she approached the area where Onee-sama was undoubtedly fighting. The crackle of electricity filled the air, and she warped to stand on top of a light post.

Her eyes instantly darted to right across from her- another guy wearing the same uniform as her stood on the light post. His short hair was slightly ruffled and standing on end from the electricity, but he didn't seem that phased by it.

"Who are you?" Kuroko snapped, hand stealing to her skirt, "Are you going to interrupt Onee-sama's fight?"

The guy stared at her, his hand stealing to his waist as he smirked back at her confidently, "I'll do whatever it takes to protect Aniki- not that he'll loose to some random woman!"

Above them, two bolts of electricity met and burst apart. The two skidded back, sticking to the walls. The two electro-masters smirked, as they held out their hands. Electricty crackled through the area, and both teleporters yelled, "WAIT! NOT HERE!"

The two fighters glanced at them, glanced at each other- and then they were off like a shot, jumping from building to building, using electricity to practically fly. Within minutes, the brilliant flashes of electricity could be seen from the riverbank.

Kuroko turned towards her mysterious counterpart, holding a thick, long needle that she was about to teleport over. The guy was holding a similar deal, as the two stared at each other.

Then, with a loud crack, she vanished, and reappeared where he ought to be- but it was too late. He had teleported to where she had originally been.

Surprised, the two turned towards each other, eyes narrowing. Below them they could hear voices talking, "Look! It's two teleporters who are fighting! Who do you think is better?"

"Obviously the guy-"

"No, no, the girl is probably better-"

As the people beneath them began to argue, Kuroko glanced around for a good spot to go to. Then, she clenched her fist around the darts and teleported them away, just as the guy teleported to a higher building. She smirked, this promised to be a mighty fun fight…

"So- What's your name?" The guy called out, slightly interested.

"Kuroko. And yours?"

"Kurono."

The two teleporters stared at each other, before Kuroko teleported to right next to him as he clenched his fist around similar darts. Her foot swung out, and he quickly blocked, before teleporting away.

The next second she felt air hit her back and instantly teleported upwards into the air, allowing herself to freefall. The guy looked up, and teleported up as well, Kuroko smirked as she teleported away.

Touma gasped for breath as he leaned against the rough brick wall. Across from him, Touka leaned against a slightly smoother material, head down and long hair handing into her face as she gasped for breath. Slowly she pulled it back with her hands, and Touma blinked twice.

A sniffling sob caught their attention, and as one they turned to see a small child curled up behind a crate, sniffling loudly. Tear tracks had cut their way into a slightly grimy face, and all of Touka's maternal instincts began to cry out.

Touma took a step forward, and Touka practically tossed him to one side as she swept the child up into her arms. "There, there, don't cry, alright?"

She fumbled in her pockets, before pulling out a tissue. Onee-san personality? Touma automatically thought, before his head hung. It wasn't like she would ever like him in return. Besides, both of them seemed to attract bad luck…

She wiped away the tears, and Touma crouched down next to them to ruffle the hair on the kids' head. "Hello there, what's your name?"

The kid sniffled, before muttering, "A-Ashitaba."

"Ashitaba?" Touka smiled, "That's a good name."

Touma smoothly interposed himself in, asking, "What's the matter?"

In response the kids eyes welled with more tears, making Touka shoot him a rather nasty look. Ashitaba admitted, "I-I'm lost! I can't find home!"

"Where's home? Do you know its name?"

"C-Cypress Park."

The two looked at each other. Neither had ever heard of it. "I-I came here to impress the Onee-san and to show her that I could move about on my own, but then I got lost on my way to her place-"

Touka adjusted him in her arms as she slowly stood. Touma stood with her, offering, "I can carry him if you want."

She shook her head in response, and together the two stepped out of the alleyway. Touma pulled out his cell phone, and quickly accessed the map function. Touka's head attempted to crane over his shoulder as he typed it in, and at last lowered it to her height, pointing it out.

It was all the way on the other side of the city. Touma knew he only had enough money for one trip, so he would have to walk back- something that would take a good couple of hours. He wouldn't get home until it was really dark…

"Ahahah- Only enough money for one trip."

The two looked at each other- maybe they could beg off some money from the place they were going? Nah, that would be dishonest of them, and they'd never know when they could pay it back.

They sighed, and began walking. They might as well get moving, the sooner they took the kid back, the sooner they could finally get home. To the probably furious and over-anxious Index waiting for them.

Together they set off towards Cypress Park, both wondering what they were going to do in order to get back. But they weren't about to tell the kid that. Instead Touma asked, "So- what kind of person is this Onee-san you wanted to visit?"

"She's really kind!" The kid chirruped, brightening up as he began to describe this lady. "She works as a dorm manger somewhere else, but she visits a lot and she brings along pizzas and other tasty food! Then she'll teach us songs and hand games. One day I'm going to marry her!"

The kid gestured wildly as he squirmed in Touka's arms, and the girl had to tilt her head to narrowly miss a wild hand gesture- Touma got slapped straight to the face. "Ooops! Sorry Onii-san!"

Touma laughed slightly awkwardly as he said, "No worries, no worries, this Kamijou Touma is made of stern stuff. It takes a very sharp bite to take this Kamijou Touma down!"

Touka looked at Touma with a level of surprise- most of the guys she knew would've fried the kid right then and there. Maybe he wasn't as bad as she originally thought. Well, he probably wasn't because they had met trying to do the exact same thing…

"Anyways you-" Touma grabbed the kid by the cheek and pulled sharply. "You shouldn't go wandering off on your own. You realize how dangerous the streets are?"

"I didn't come here alone!" The kid protested. "I came here with a kind Onee-san, but then she got a call to go somewhere and I went and left."

The two looked at each other, wondering how much this 'onee-san' was panicking currently over the missing child. "D-Do you know her name?"

"Nope!"

Two sighs escaped into the world, and at last Touma muttered, "Well, she'll probably come back to check if he's at Cypress Park, so let's get him there."

Touka would never, ever admit it, but she was secretly glad someone was coming with her. "Touma?" She said hesitantly, and he looked down at her curiously. "Thank you."

"For what?" He asked blankly, and she just kept up her smile. A big-brother type, was he? She had always wanted one of those types, and he wasn't trying to hit on her either, which made it an unexpected bonus.

The two never did feel the eyes that were steadily watching them, or the voice speaking, "I see- I see. Two Imagine Breakers, where only one can exist in this world. I wonder how it will turn out?"

The voice giggled softly to themselves, as they watched the two walk, "Not many can stand seeing a mirror image of personality stare right back at them. I wonder if they too will break down and fight-"

A baseball sailed through the air, and slammed into the back of Touma's head, bounced off to drop onto Touka's head, before rolling merrily away on the ground. "Ow-" they both whined, and the voice could feel a sweatdrop building up.

"Probably not."

a/n: Well... we gots a villain. I don't have much to say other then that I hope you enjoyed it, and that I hope that everyone who reads leaves a review.