Note: You guys wanted to know the difference between the languages from the prologue, right? Here they are:

"English"

'Japanese'

Gaelic

Latin

Thoughts and "telepathy"

And I apologise, since this is a relatively short chapter. Don't call me lazy, I'm just lousy at details.

Disclaimer: I do not own Negima. What I do own is the characters who are not Mahora personnel or students in this story. Everything else is owned by Ken Akamatsu.

Chapter 1: New teacher? What's he like?

Mahora Academy, middle school dorm room 643

Nearly everyday was the same for Kagurazaka Asuna. She would wake up, hit Negi on the head if he had crawled into her bed again, and get dressed for work. Of course, ever since Chamo moved in as well, she would have to wrest a pair of panties from him as well. That is, if he'd ever put up a fight with her, or at least try. But knowing each other quite well, he probably back down and give back her underwear with a lament look on his face.

Today, it was her day off at work. But Negi hadn't crawled into her bed this time. In fact, he wasn't even in the room. Although she could hear Chamo's snoring from the underwear drawer. Better get some from him while he's asleep.

Where is Negi? He'd better not be off getting hurt again. She thinks to herself while reclaiming a pair of panties from perversion incarnate, and making sure she doesn't wake up Konoka in the process. Konoka on other hand was sleeping like a princess, which of course she was. She had a stomach ache during the night, so she had to be excused from class today. Getting on her uniform, Asuna left the room quietly, and then bolted for class, faster than those sports cars you don't get for love or money.

Negi had left the room early in order to prepare properly for class today. The dean told him yesterday that there was going to be a new teacher showing at Mahora Academy, in the security department, not to mention as a reserve teacher for some lessons that other teachers would be able to hold. For Negi's part, there were several things that he couldn't educate the class and still keep his innocence as a ten year old, and as an English gentleman.

It was Monday, and a lot has happened to Negi during the last 'seven' days of the Mahora festival. Three dates with his students, a fight with his friend Takamichi, which he nearly lost, and got to meet with his dad, even though it was just a hologram of the actual person. Three more partners were appreciated to have on his side, though one was not grateful about it at all. Yue's artefact had become quite invaluable these past few days, and Haruna's which turned her into the conjurer of the group he had wasn't so bad itself. Then again, Chisame didn't like being part of their group, yet she is so deep into the world of magic she just can't get out of it ever again.

Finally, there was Chao. Of all the girls in class who knew about magic, Negi never suspected from the start of the Mahora festival it would be Chao. The tragedy she experienced in her own time must have compelled her to expose magic to the world, but since she wouldn't tell him what it was, imagination roamed free in his mind. Maybe she watched her parents die when they used their magic to protect her from terrorists on Mars? Or perhaps when magic was exposed in her time, a massive war on the worlds where mankind inhabited broke out, eradicating not only most magi, but also themselves in the process? Who knew? Still, if magic was exposed here, what would prevent a war from breaking out in this time?

He shouldn't be thinking things like that right now. He should prepare for class, since he is up early in the teachers' offices. There were few others there as well, among them Nitta "the Ogre" as the students called him behind his back. The P.E teacher Ninomiya, who also held Makie's gymnastic class were having a discussion with Shizuna.

'Say, Negi-kun. Have you heard that there's going to be a new teacher here?' Seruhiko asks to his left. The rumours were spreading through the whole Academy like wildfire.

'I've heard. Takamichi was going to meet him this morning. He should be here any minute, if Takamichi told me correct.'

'I got the feeling that he's a… you know what.' Seruhiko says with caution, since there were mundanes in the same room, and everyone was discussing the same thing.

'You're probably right, Seruhiko-sensei. Me, I get the feeling he is going to have a tough time being a teacher too.' Negi says, sourly remembering the times he had with the girls. Especially those who wanted to do something ecchi to him.

'You're going to ask him replace you on some of the lessons for 3-A, aren't you, Negi-kun?' Seruhiko asks, with a quite large grin on his face.

Negi can only express guilt on that one. 'Yes. Just take a look at the lessons I'm supposed to teach the girls this week.' Negi hands over his schedule to Seruhiko.

After looking up the third day, Seruhiko himself can only express embarrassment, shock and fear, well knowing how class 3-A behaved sometimes.

'I see your point in this, Negi-kun' is all he utters out. After that, he walks away, leaving Negi to his own business.

Nearly the whole of class 3-A had entered the classroom, and Negi was almost late himself. Yuna had stopped earlier to talk with him, so they ran alongside each other towards the classroom.

'Let me get this straight, Negi-kun. There's a new teacher…

'Yes.'

'…Arriving here today…'

'Yes.'

'And you don't know him from before?'

'No. All I know is that Takamichi will arrive with this teacher anytime soon.'

'Hey, Negi-kun!' Takamichi's voice could be heard from behind them. Next to him, there was a tall young man clad in a dark green and red trench coat, with gold trimmings on it too. Very noticeable clothing, if you ask anybody.

'Yuna-san, go into the classroom ahead. I'll be along shortly.'

'OK, Negi-kun.' Yuna says cheerfully, but inside, she wants to have a closer look at the new teacher beside Takahata.

Takamichi and the new teacher stops briefly before at Negi's feet, panting heavily. Negi suspects that they must've run the whole way here.

Stopping briefly once inside the classroom, Yuna takes a peek through the door, ignoring the fact that the class is staring at her.

'Yuna-san, what are you doing?' Ayaka asks her.

'Yuna, just take your seat or you'll be in trouble.' Makie says to her. Everyone just stares at her. But Yuna can't hear them, she's a bit too fixed on the new teacher.

'Huh? Oh, sorry, something caught my eye, is all.' Yuna says before taking her seat next Chachamaru.

Meanwhile, outside the classroom…

'Negi-kun, this is Bendigeidfran Yates. He's going to be an assistant teacher here until the dean says otherwise.'

"But you can call me Brân, since it's part of Bendigeidfran." Brân says in English.

'You know Japanese, Brân-san?' Negi asks Brân, who is absolutely clueless regarding the language. Takahata translates for him.

"Oh, sorry, I don't know a word of Japanese, Negi. And please, don't use any honorific to my name. If you want to be formal, then call me by my full name. Let's just leave it at that, okay?" Brân responds to the question.

"I see. Sorry, Brân." Negi now says cheerfully, having someone he can have conversations with in his native tongue.

"There we go. I'm going to report to the dean, and I'll make my way from there. Have a good day, Negi." Brân says before Takahata shows him the way to the dean's office.

Negi enters the classroom, this time like most of the time; he avoided the eraser set to land his head, stepped over the tripwire and preceded to the desk.

'Okay girls; let's turn to page 74 in our textbooks, shall we?'

"So you're here to track down rogue mages here in Japan, hmm?" the dean asks Brân with a serious look on his face.

"Yes sir. I'm confident that you were informed of this before I arrived?" Brân asks back cautiously, wondering how the old man would react to all of this.

"Come to think of it, your Strategou informed me of this last week. But that you were sent here to capture the rogues is a complete surprise, even to me. Doesn't that man trust us to do our job anymore." The dean says nonchalantly with a chuckle.

Brân on the other hand, did not blame his superior. Although he had only met the Strategou once, he immediately felt that it was a person who knew what he was doing. Though why the Strategou had insisted on why just Brân were to be sent, was a complete mystery. Only his closest men knew why.

"Well, I don't know why he really sent me here and alone for that fact. But I'm not going to let either the Strategou or you for that matter down." Brân says out, straightening up his back.

"Good. Now then, you'll be put up as a security teacher here, which means you will be holding very few lessons, and spend more time patrolling. Your adviser will of course be Takamichi, who I sent to provide you with information regarding your mission. Meet him at this position after school." The dean says whilst handing Brân a map of the academy along with a note. Brân thanked him with a bow and turned to leave when the dean stopped him with "Oh, something struck me just."

"Yes, sir?" Brân looked at the dean with a questioning look.

"If you're interested, I could set up an omiai for you with my granddaughter. Just think about it and send me a message when you've decided." The dean says happily with the young handsome man standing in front of him.

"Err, okay, I'll give it a thought." Brân leaves the office. Now what is an omiai? I'd better check things up. But first, it's off to the position.

A/N: Personally, I'm not going to put Brân through the omiai due to three reasons: 1; It's too popular among the fanfics. 2: Nyrath believes it is a bad idea. 3; Setsuna would tear Brân to pieces if she found, goddamnit!

With that said, err, written, the offer still stands. Just, except the things you want to put in just to make the story to your liking, only suggestions are suitable. Write it in your review or send an e-mail, and maybe I'll look it up.

As for Negi's schedule, I'll leave that bit to your imagination.