Author's note:

This brings to a close the loose stories of the Fragments Arc. I may at some point flesh out the other chapters and post them, but I definitely won't get to that until I finish and post the six to eight other story chapters of the other two arcs. Like this one, they are loose stories that will mostly standalone under a single arc. This isn't going to be marked complete until I post the small omake chapter which will have a few scenes that don't have any specific place in the story or are a little bit of laugh.

Warning: This and all the other small one off stories are O.C. centric.

Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index, To Aru Kagaku no Railgun, nor any of its characters.

Toaru no Kanpeki na Genjitsu

Owari

A bright and sunny morning in Academy City reveals another school day for the majority student population. Some, like many of the members of Judgment, have an early start with a few hours of their volunteer duty to the student disciplinary committee. Others, like most of the members of Girls Esper Overdrive, have club activities before classes start. Others, like a certain level 0, get to sleep for an hour or two longer.

However, for Yuko, who really falls into none of the above, it was a very early start to the day. Leaning on the railing of the sky bridge, she cast her gaze over the skyline of the city, watching its various inhabitants go about their morning commutes. The city might be a majority of students, but adults still do handle the day to day of this major city/tiny independent state.

Taking a small bite from her Danish, the girl sighed to herself, "Miyu-neesama, was up so early this morning. I know she didn't mean to wake me, but I just couldn't go back to sleep. At least the danish is good, but I really wanted to come here with everybody one morning."

She continued to munch on her pastry as she became aware of other presences moving into a circle behind her.

"Hey girlie. What's a rich ojou-sama like you doing out here?" Said a masculine voice from her left. Yuko cast a sidelong glance towards the speaker. He wore a navy colored jacket, all unbuttoned, over a white button-up shirt. Typical slacks and fairly rough looking black men's flats. He was probably in high school and the spitting stereotype of a school thug. A quick look at the other six boys around her showed they were dressed the same, all with smug sneers and their hands tucked into their pockets without much of a care in the world.

Unseen to either Yuko or these thugs, at the far opposite end of the sky bridge, a young woman was on her phone making a quick call, "Judgment? Hurry, I'm at public sky bridge number two, several delinquents have surrounded a little girl."

Meanwhile one of the other boys spoke up, "hey now, let's be nice. Hey girl, we just want to talk to you. Over there, come on."

Yuko looked over towards the side alley between the buildings and shrugged, she began walking over towards that direction escorted by the delinquents.

Not more than eight minutes later, a tawny haired girl with two pigtails tied up with red bows appeared at the end of the sky bridge that the concerned caller had been waiting at. The young woman frantically gestured to the opposite end and the side alley. Kuroko nodded and again disappeared only to reappear near the wall before she dashed around the corner, spikes ready and her voice clear in her challenge, "Stop, this is Judg…"

The small girl came to a screeching halt at the sight in front of her. The alley way, for the 10 to 20 meters it ran before descending to the stairs down, was a complete wreck. Boxes were destroyed, a small fire was smoldering in a pile of rubble, the stone and brick work was smashed in a couple of places, and not least of which a half-dozen delinquents lay about the area all thoroughly unconscious. There was no sign of the girl that had been 'escorted' by these boys.

Kuroko heard the approaching sirens that signaled Anti-Skill was arriving on scene. Working quickly she cuffed each of the unconscious perpetrators in preparation for detainment. In the hand of one of the thugs, she noticed a slip of crumpled paper. She unfolded the paper after cuffing him and realized it was an Ability evaluation appointment for Shidarezakura Academy. It was the name on the form that caused her to stare in disbelief, Yuko Sonoda, the kohai of the esper that her onee-sama had dueled yesterday.

An imposing man, who in his youth would have been quite handsome, steepled his fingers in front of his face while the sunlight cast a glare on his glasses. His expression was hidden by his hands, but the slight furrow to his brow could allude to his mood. The principal was annoyed.

This annoyance did not seem to be directed at the girl seated in front of him, but rather at the man leaning nonchalantly against his desk. The girl with her distinctive pink hair had her blue eyes cast somewhat downward in what one would normally think was shame, but the subtle clenching of her hands allude more towards a thinly veiled anger.

The principal's annoyance and Miyuki's anger were not directed at each other, but at the other person in the room who was perusing a tablet the principal's secretary had handed to him. He continued to lean against the principal's desk, almost as if he owned it.

With a voice dripping in condescension he directed his gaze towards the young girl, "so, Mi-chan, you managed to get in a fight with Tokiwadai's ace and at least make a good show of it up until that disastrous railgun."

"Oji-san, my calculations were correct, I was just having difficulty stabilizing four separate electromagnetic fields…" Miyuki began before her uncle interrupted her.

"You need to work harder mei-chan! In a real fight, a screw up like that will cost you your life! We have not come this far for you throw all our investments away on mistakes!" Her uncle yelled back, smacking the principal's desk with the tablet in his hands.

"Ayanokoji-san, please refrain from damaging my desk. I would hope that your niece's life was more important than some measly investments." The principal replied in an even, cool tone.

Ayanokoji waived it off, "of course, of course. I just bring such a thing up, because I'd like to remind you and my darling niece of the considerable improvements this school has received from my brother's donations and of her very nice, idealistic school life that her father makes available to her. Your friends are nice and all Mi-chan, but you need to be laying the foundation for a faction, one that you will lead as a Level 5."

Ayanokoji Shigeo paused a moment to pull something up on the tablet he held, "speaking of which, you need to concentrate on the shift to level 5. I instructed you to seek out the level 5s and analyze their abilities, even with your artificially imposed limits, encountering and incorporating enough of their abilities and even you can't prevent a level shift."

"Ayanokoji-san, I don't believe that is how it works. Regardless of, the Director has already approved of Nakamura-san's development plan." Oshiro replied.

Shigeo turned towards the principal, "Oshiro-san, I do not care what you think Kojiro has agreed to with you, but this project is mine to manage. I have carte-blanche in regards to this, I know you've seen the approvals I've repeatedly sent. Besides, my brother is a busy man."

"Too busy for his own daughter." Miyuki muttered quietly to herself.

Shigeo placed the tablet on Oshiro's desk and headed for the door. Before walking through it, he paused and looked back at Miyuki, "just remember who is responsible for all of this," he said while gesturing at her attire and the school in general.

Shigeo reached into his pocket and fished out a bottle with a prescription attached to it, he tossed it towards Miyuki, who let it fall into her lap. "By the way, we are changing out your prescription for this new one our boys in the pharmaceutical branch developed. One pill instead of three. Oh and if you stop with the whole Nakamura phase here and use your appropriate name, I'll ease up on the rest of that development plan. I still expect you to seek out the other Level 5s, but I'll give you more time."

Turning his attention to the principal he gestured at the prescription, "this is signed by both her father and mother, make sure your medical staff keep sufficient stock of it. This isn't a request." With that said he left the two alone in the office.

The principal sighed heavily before regarding Miyuki, "it's testing day today, you best get changed into your P.E. uniform and out to the field, I'll have the nurse take care of this."

Quietly she nodded, handing him the bottle and prescription before heading out the door.

On the main field of the school, Yuko was busy searching for someone to direct her towards the telekinetic testing area for her ability. Most of the instructors were busy with other students and the slip of paper with her group had been misplaced. She was early, so she figured her testing group's area would be unoccupied, so she focused on those.

She paused in wandering the field when she noticed an area lined with two rows of muk yan jong. However each of many arms and legs were each tagged with a number flag and the various sets of arms and legs rotated slowly. The table at the beginning of the course had a numbered peg board for placing the flag rings and it looked like they needed to be grabbed in order. She watched the board travel on the rails and measured how long it stopped at a dummy before it switched to the other track on the opposite side.

At the end of the wooden dummy course was a thirty meter high wall with poles spread upward towards the top in about two meter increments. The testing course resembled her old training courses at the institute, so this must be the one for her, despite her not realizing that heavy combat training was not part of the curriculum.

With a few moments of controlled breathing, she waited for the course to reset and arrive at the starting location before she went to work on the first wooden practice dummy. Her power was not speed, but her fine control of telekinetic force and natural physical aptitude made short work of each of them in turn. She missed a few here and there, but she completed the entire course before reaching the wall. Again with her telekinesis and physical prowess she began her rapid ascent. About three quarters of the way she was utterly exhausted. By this point a number of students, including Miyuki and Kana, were gathered at the beginning with the field's instructor, as well as its intended user the "Lightning Fencer" Fumiko Akamatsu.

From her position up on the wall, Yuko called down to everyone, "gomen ne, I thought I'd get started early, sorry I couldn't finish it, I'm only a level 3 after all."

The instructor examined the evaluation results on the tablet for the field and cast a glance at Fumiko, "We'll have to test her out on the actual TK units, but these results are a solid Level 4. They are a fair bit lower than the current baseline as it is set up for you Akamatsu-san."

The pale brown haired girl gaped at the instructor, "chigau! That can't be right."

Miyuki smiled to herself, that girl is certainly interesting. She never expected her small alterations to make such a big difference so quickly.

Oji-san - uncle

mei-chan - niece

muk yan jong - those kung fu wooden fighting dummies you tend to see in a lot of Kung Fu movies.

gomen ne - I'm sorry

chigau! - Fumiko is using this to mean "No way!"