So, third chapter is up, and thanks very much for the reveiws! If you have any ideas, suggestions, or comments for the story I'd love to hear them! Thanks and Enjoy )


As Negi took a seat in the headmaster's office, the headmaster asked, "So, what is it you wanted to talk with me about Negi-Sensei?"

Negi had come in with one question in mind, but seeing the headmaster's current state he had another. "Um, Headmaster, what happened to your face?" Although he could guess who the culprit was, Negi was rather curious about the large red mark on the side of the headmaster's head.

Chuckling, the headmaster replied, "It seems that I offended Seraphim again."

Taking the opportunity of the name coming up, Negi asked, "Headmaster, you know that Seraphim isn't really a girl, so why don't you just adopt him as a boy? Wouldn't that take all of his objections from the adoption?"

The headmaster stopped reading whatever he was reading and looked up at Negi, with his typical jolly face on, and replied, "Actually that would create even more problems. It is that child's own fault that I call them 'granddaughter' and not 'grandson'."

"Why is that?" asked Negi.

The headmaster leaned back in his chair and asked, "Negi-sensei, how much do you know about Seraphim?" He had on his same jolly, carefree expression, but Negi felt a deeper undertone in what he was asking.

Thinking back on what he had been told by Seraphim and the second hand information he picked up Negi replied, "Well, I know that he lived in a place called Eika before I met him, but not too much when I really think about it."

The headmaster then replied, while looking down at his papers, "Then let's leave the reason simply as the conversation we had about adopting him."

Looking slightly confused, Negi asked, "What conversation was that?"


Finishing up with his deliveries for the day, Ser began his search for a spot to nap at. While the deliveries weren't as fun as when he would make trips through the wilds, across continents or even oceans, he couldn't help but think it was better than wasting away in a classroom like the students here.

Standing up he sighed as he looked down at his clothes and then, feeling embarrassed hit the nearest tree with his fist. "What the hell was that old man thinking, trying to make me wear that?" After a brief moment, however, he shook the memory out of his head.

A slight wind blew through the campus and it knocked Seraphim's hair into his eyes. This reminded him that he needed to cut his hair before Konoka got a hold of it, shuddering at the thought of letting her give him a hair cut. With a sigh, he said to himself, "Konoka would probably cut my hair to make it look even more girly."

He continued walking around campus talking to himself, "This is all that old geezer's fault, if he had kept his big mouth shut then this wouldn't have happened." With a sigh, he said, "I wonder what Konoka really thinks of me, I mean, she acts really nice and sweet … and evil … but I feel like it's all a front."

"It isn't." Ser stopped momentarily, then whirled around.

"S-S-Setsuna!" Ser's heart nearly stopped, "W-What are you doing here?"

"Konoka-ojou-sama was looking for you, so I was helping with the search. She wanted to meet with you today after school, but you didn't come to our classroom today so she couldn't tell you."

"Uh-Um … When were you listening from?" Ser began to back away from Setsuna a little bit, nervous at the answer.

Setsuna smiled and said, "The point about the headmaster making you wear something." There was a brief pause and then Setsuna added, "And just so you know, Konoka-ojou-sama isn't just putting on a front, she really is a very kind and accepting person."

Ser sighed, then said, "Please don't mention anything I said to Konoka." There was a slight pause, then Ser added, "Especially the part about the headmaster, I don't want him giving her more ideas."

Setsuna nodded and said, "She should be at her room, waiting for us." Ser nodded and began following her back to the dorms. After a moment, Setsuna asked, "Can I ask you a few questions that I've been sort of curious about since last night?"

Looking a little skeptical, Seraphim replied, "You can ask, but I can't guarantee I can answer all of them." As he responded Seraphim didn't look directly at Setsuna, instead he simply stared straight ahead.

Smiling a little, Setsuna asked, "Alright then, I'll start with something easy. Last night when you got to our dorm, instead of sleeping in a bed or a futon, why did you just curl up in a blanket?"

With a smirk, Ser replied, "That's a fairly easy one. Where I grew up when I was really young there weren't any futons or beds, and everyone that raised me sleep curled up, so it's sort of second nature."

Curious, Setsuna asked, "Where did you grow up?"

In a matter of fact tone, Ser replied, "A place called Eika."

Hearing the name, Setsuna thought for a moment and then said, "The name sounds familiar but I can't quite place it." Then after a moment said, "Ok then, next question. In all seriousness, are you a boy or a girl?" There was an awkwardness in the air now.

Ser looked up at the sky and stretched as they walked, "In all seriousness, huh?" He thought for a moment and then said, "You're asking a really complex question, you know." After the slightly odd look he got from Setsuna, Ser continued to explain, "I guess it depends on how you look at the question."

Visibly confused by the response, Setsuna asked, "What do you mean, 'how you look at the question'?"

Heaving a rather large sigh, Ser replied, "Well, depending on your view of my situation I could be both, or I could be neither, or I could simply be a boy or a girl. It all depends on your view of the situation." They walked on for a moment in silence, as Ser debated whether or not to add anything and Setsuna attempted to think of a reply.

However, unable to come up with a reply and figuring that Ser would rather not talk about this subject anymore, Setsuna continued, "Ok then, I'll settle for that answer for the time being, on to the next question." There was a moment of silence as Ser looked over at Setsuna waiting for the next question. "Knowing that you are friends with Negi, Headmaster-sensei, and with several of the teachers on campus, is it safe to assume that you are a mage?"

Setsuna looked slightly nervous when she asked the question, and Ser figured for good reason. He immediately suppressed the instinct to tease Setsuna and ask 'what's a mage?' since he thought that the joke would not go over well. After a few moments of contemplation Ser answered, "Although I never studied at a school, like Negi, that is a fairly safe assumption to make." Then, after a moment added, "I don't use magic like Negi does, though, since I practice a different type of magic."

Looking slightly curious, Setsuna asked, "What type of magic is that?"

Puffing out his chest with pride, Ser responded, "Die Regierung der Hölle." Setsuna jumped back instinctively and reached down for where her sword was. The smile that was on her face had turned to a scowl, but before she could respond Ser broke down laughing. "Sorry, sorry!" he said in between gasps as Setsuna suddenly realized that she had just made a fool of herself in the middle of campus in front of a bunch of students.

Embarassed she shouted at Ser, "That wasn't a funny joke!" and continued to chase him until they were outside the dorms where they both stopped for breath. After a moment however, Setsuna walked over and hit Ser on the head saying, "That wasn't funny. You shouldn't joke about studying a type of magic like that."

Puffing up his face, Ser replied, "Yeah, yeah, I know." Then looking over at the dorms Ser asked, "Was there anything else you needed to ask me?"

Setsuna thought for a moment, then asked in a questioning tone, "What did the headmaster make you wear?"

The color drained from Ser's face momentarily, then came back. The only difference was that when the color came back it was beet red as he shouted, "I DIDN'T WEAR ANYTHING! I SAID TRIED! TRY-ED!" Setsuna laughed.

"Alright then, what did he try to make you wear?" Looking down at the ground Ser mumbled something to himself. "What was that?"

Looking up Ser said, "It's none of your business! That old geezer's gone crazy!" Setsuna just laughed as they went into the dormitory to meet up with Konoka.


Negi sighed as he entered the dormitory area after his meeting with the headmaster. He was carrying a large package the headmaster had asked him to give to Seraphim and could only guess that by delivery this package he would be putting himself right in the middle of the 'Headmaster VS. Seraphim' battle.

As he approached his dorm room he heard loud noises and hastily hurried in, only to discover that the scene was just about what one would imagine. In the room was Konoka, Asuna, Setsuna, Nodoka, Yue, and clinging desperately to the ceiling was Ser. As soon as Negi stepped in the room Ser shouted, "Negi! Perfect timing! Save me!"

Looking at the scene with an apathetic sigh, Negi asked, "What's going on here?"

Yue who was sitting the corner of the room drinking her juice box replied, "In simple terms, Konoka was trying to give Seraphim-chan a hair cut."

Looking at the scenario where Asuna was currently poking the ceiling bound child with a pole trying to get him to come down Negi asked, "And in non-simple terms?"

From the ceiling came an, "Evil! Pure evil I tell you!" Walking over to the middle of the room and putting down the box Negi sat down at the table where Konoka had gathered all the necessary tools for Seraphim's hair cut. "Negi, please tell them I'm not a girl and so I don't need a 'cute' haircut!"

Looking up at the ceiling Negi replied, "I was talking with the headmaster today, and I found out the source of your disagreement." There was a pause in the room as everyone looked over and focuses their attention on Negi. "In the end, isn't it your fault that the headmaster only acknowledges you as a girl?"

There was a moment of silence as Ser seemed to be trudging up old memories trying to figure out what Negi was talking about, and then suddenly figuring out what he meant he dropped from the ceiling and landing on the floor next to Negi and said in a loud voice, "That old geezer's clever word play doesn't count!"

Standing up and looking Ser in the eyes Negi said, "You said it yourself!" Then after a moment added, "And it's a little too late to take it back!"

Confused, Konoka asked, "What did Ser-chan say, Negi?'

Look over at Seraphim and then back at Konoka, Negi replied, "He said that he couldn't accept the adoption originally, and didn't need to be adopted since he was a strong and resourceful boy." As Negi took a pause to breath, Ser took over the explanation.

"At this point the old man said, 'so, if you were a cute, frail little girl you wouldn't have any objection to the adoption then?' Not thinking ahead into the future I responded, 'if I was a girl I wouldn't object to being adopted.' Immediately after that I realized my mistake." There was a pause and silence in the room.

At this point Konoka asked, "So you're really not a girl?"

Instead of Ser's usual outburst Negi answered, "think of Ser as being half girl and half boy." Through Ser's vehement protest Negi added, "He can be whichever he wants, and NORMALLY he chooses to be a boy."

After a moment's pause Ser shouted, "It was for free food! Free food!"

Looking over at Ser, Konoka said, "Hmmm …so if the boy Ser-chan is this cute, then the girl Ser-chan …" There was another short pause here.

This short pause was, however, quickly followed by a "No way! Forget about it!" However the silence continued as the stairs began to build up, everyone in the room intent on seeing this spectacle. The pressure was beginning to get to Ser until he finally shouted, "Ok, ok! If I show you once, will you leave me alone?"

Enthusiastically the girls nodded or made some sign of agree and Ser sighed as he took a step backwards so that he had a little room. "Just so you know, I really hate doing this." He took both hands and clasped them together in front of his chest. Immediately following this Ser was enveloped in a light that resembled a rainbow made with only silver colors. As the procress went on, his hair grew long and his arms became thinner. His face changed slightly, becoming a little more rounded. Finally, his chest became a little larger while his stomach became a little smaller. The light faded away and Ser looked out at the gasping faces staring at the now female version of himself. "Happy?"

With a loud "kyaa!" Konoka rushed in and gave Ser a hug saying, "You're an even cuter sister than before!" She ran her hand through Seraphim's hair, it had grown out all the way down to where her kneecaps were. "Can I braid your hair?"

With a loud, and rather embarrassed, "No!" Ser took a step back from Konoka and said, "I'm changing back now."

Latching onto Ser, Konoka said, "Nooo! Wait, please!"

About this time Negi remembered the package that the headmaster had given him, "Oh, Ser, the headmaster asked me to deliver that package to you."

Looking over at the ominous brown box that Negi had brought in Ser asked, "Do you know what's in it?" Negi shook his head no and Ser replied, "Then I don't want it, 'cause if I know that old man…"

Asuna, who had started opening the box interrupted Ser and asked, "So you have a work uniform now?"

With her face bright red, Ser shouted, "OVER MY DEAD BODY!"

Konoka looked in the box that Asuna had opened and her eyes began to sparkle at the contents. Inside the box was a knee length, fluffy, red dress and a large red bow. On top of the dress was a card saying 'You forgot this at my office, Seraphim-chan.' Looking at the scene taking place in the room following this, Negi seemed to recall a similar thing happening in the past and laughed to himself remembering the first time he met Ser.


- This is litterally "Hell's Reign" in German.

Hope you enjoyed the third chapter .