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"Primary POV Language Dialogue"

"None Primary Language Dialogue"

'Inner Monologue'

*Sound Effect*

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Author Word: Thousands apologies to the readers for the snail-paces update. RL confound with writer's block exacerbate matters. I actually don't know the story heading yet. Let's found out together. That's all I can promise you.

I do not know the effect of non US citizen regardless of SOPA. FanFiction can move out off US server for all I care. But ultimately, I could not condone any act of threatening the FanFiction Community.

We (the author) are artists in our own way; to suppress our ability to create art is akin to suppress a culture.

Is this a free country is all about?

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It all started with a phone call in the morning, yesterday morning he received a call from his wife that Daisuke knew his day can only get worst. It has been a stressful the moment his land in this country. The job at Republic of China (or so commonly called Taiwan) had not been a very pleasant experience for him. The tense atmosphere was a welcome challenge he usually enjoys it once in the while, but not for the whole damn month.

After the disclosure of Thaumaturgy more than twenty five years ago, the Hiraga clan gets the boon of prospective customers. If before the deals was done in close door and in secrets, the disclosure had changed all that; though it's still in secrecy, but when you are free to say to people who you are and advertise your services of what you do. The prospect of clientele grew tremendously. Onmyōjo art nowadays specialise in barrier, an ancient passive magic and exorcism. Because of the extinction of magical beast, protection barrier and passive magic such as storage runes became his family only trade. He is now a proud owner of Security Company who also happens to own a lucrative business by selling storage runes. Hell! He even made an ofūda now and then.

He is also a misfortune father with a missing child.

The phone call he receives from his wife shed a little light of the situation; but not much could be said on the phone. Oh his dear wife Erika, she was so vibrant. So full of life, his almost pity his son for getting most of his genes. That son of his better is alive or he will resurrect him and killing him all over again. What kind of trouble he gets himself into? Get into a fight with some thug he could understand; he has done that in his youth himself. Ahem, but vanish into a thin air right in the middle of graduation ceremony? Even he was not that stupid (or unlucky). He knew of his son half cook plan to travel the world right after the ceremony's end. Why else, he begged his father to seal all his possessions at the mansion into his scroll? No doubt he seals the scroll into his body. Heh, [Double Layer Sealing] and he not, even in his twenty; my child, a prodigy! Who would think? With a mother who like dressing his Saito as a mikō or anything cute as a hobby. He has been lucky his did not turn up as ōkama {1}.

His home looks gloomy without his wife cheer. Her smile alone could brighten his day. He and Erika has been trying to get another child right after Saito move out from their home.

"Daisuke-sama, you're home!" his maid running toward him with dishevels uniform. It seems his family not the only one affected by this. Sanosuke Rei has served him so long as his decide to live by his own when he moved to Gagano almost twenty years ago. He is in need a place close to Tokyo, but far enough from the city to practice his thaumaturgy. She is with his family long enough to make him consider her part of his family. Hell! Saito keeps calling her Rei-mama for his entire childhood life. He doubts Saito will ever stop. Saito almost cost a misunderstanding when he tells everybody he got two mothers living in the same house, what a shudder worthy debacle it was to explaining it to the neighbours.

"Rei-san, where is Erika? Is she alright?" he asked, ignoring her dishevel uniform and how tired she look. Saito was her child too, she help raise him.

"Danna-sama {2} at the family shrine, she has been there since she talked to the principle yesterday evening"

"Thank you, get some sleep Rei-san you need it"

"But-"

"Rei" he cut her gently. "There is nothing you can do. Let me handle Erika" she finally relents. The walk to the family shrine was subdued, he opens the Shoji and see his wife. Erika's lay unmoved on tatami mats, her hand holding a crumbling paper like a lifeline. If not of her moving chest and dyed tears on her cheek, he would think her dead.

"Erika" she ignores him. "Honey, " he tries again, his hand caressing her orange-red hair that he loves so much "Are you okay?" of course he knew she wasn't but it was good conversation opening as any. She gazes at him and simply gives the paper at him. He looks at it, it was actually his son's high school certificate. The certificate was a copy of the real thing the magus receives after his complete the final examination, sort of an on-the-job training for about three months. The real graduation ceremony is in April like any high school.

What it this! He couldn't help it. He looks at a wooden plate on the right side wall. These wooden plates were enchanted with runes to show the living family names and changed it automatically. There it is, a new name has been added.

"Honey, " he pauses, how the hell Saito manages it with his luck. "Saito, he... did not just eloped, it is?"

Erika just smiles at him. He almost swears there were a bright light behind her. Like a picture of Buddha.

"What the-" he has an urge to swipe his eyes.

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Chapter 7: Duel of Fate (or not)

AN: I am totally messing with socio-political a bit. Just roll with it.

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Tea break after lunch was literally... a tea break, maids of Tristanian magic academy work fast and hard to serve the entire nobles with their tea. All according to the schedule except today was the busiest. After what followed Familiar Springtime Summoning Ceremony, the tomorrow evening (which is today) will be filled with bonding activity between the master and their familiar, thus doubling the maid's workload. Not only have they had to prepare the dessert and the tea, they have to prepare the meal for the noble's familiar as well, the entire ordeal will eat up all their stamina except one maid call Siesta. Physical labour never faze her much, she relishes the opportunity. In fact, she enjoys it. The therapeutic of meticulously cleaning and mopping the building really had that kind effect on her. She once mops the entire sections of the first floor and still got energy to spare. Her college once call her; 'a stamina freak with inhuman strength'; but she chalks it up as a joke.

Finally, the desserts are ready to serve.

Lots of cakes were arranged on a big silver tray. Siesta and her colleagues carried the trays and picked up the cakes with tongs and served them one by one to the nobles. Her eyes caught the sight of the 'newlywed'; while other table fills with laughter and smile, their table only silent and grim. 'What's wrong with that?' she wondered, the vow she heard Mr. Hiraga said akin of a wedding vow, but she never hears a wedding can be made without the presence of a priest, or via magic. 'Does great grandfather's culture toward magic was very different in Halkegenia?' She moves the next table until she arrives at this flamboyant group of boys.

"So... Guiche! Who're you going out with now?" a boy asking his blonde friend; "Who's your lover, Guiche?" asked by another. One wizard in particular was called Guiche take his time to answer his fellow nobles. Guiche de Gramont had curly blonde hair, wore a frill-trimmed shirt, and looked rather self-important. There was a rose stuck in his prideful shirt pocket while his friends were poking fun at him.

He gently raised a finger to his lips."Go out?" he ask back to his friends, doing so while holding his trademark red rose "I hold no one woman in such special regard. After all, a rose blooms for the pleasure of many."

His narcissist reply was nothing unusual, it was expected even. He is this kind of man, a womaniser.

At that moment, something fell out of Guiche's pocket. It was a small glass bottle with a purple liquid swirling inside it. Not that Siesta notice this, already decided that his business is his own. She was happily minding her own business until-

"Chotto matte kudasai! (Wait a minute, please!)"

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[A few minutes before]

Hiraga Louise

Life Partner

Of

Hiraga Saito

She still looking at the metallic card, barely concealing her mortification as the card that he produces after his bomb drop.

"What-"

"I know this must be hard to take in, " he said, trying to soften the blow a bit.

"How-"

"And it happens too suddenly" how someone going to deal if he just got married to a stranger out of the blue, this is must be hard to believe.

"W-Why thee have a d-drawing of me w-wearing a dress? Art thou bringing it everywhere thy goes?"

"Huh?" it was he who is now speechless. He ignores her mistake about the picture, this world apparently didn't even have a pinhole camera "Is that what's bothering you, what about what it said?" he continue, the word Life Partner surely more eye-brows-ups-worthy question, not some picture.

"I-I understand not this... these scribbles, is not written in any known language!"

'She can speak ancient Japanese, but not how read it, is that even possible?' Anyone who ever learns Japanese must be at least can read Katakana before they can read Kanji. The word Louise can only be spelled with Katakana so it is a puzzling she can't read her own name.

"Then, how you can speak my ancient language fluently, I might add- without knowing how to read it? No one in my homeland speaks like that anymore. Better yet, whence (when) do you learn it, even Siesta-san doesn't talk like that"the only way she can learn it is by speaking it herself. But that's not possible. A child learns to talk by listening and imitating those who raising them as young as three or even younger.

"I-I learns that f-from" she then mumbles something, she suddenly finds her shoe more interesting. She flushed and looks away.

"From...?"

"F-From the d-d-d-d-d-drea"her stuttering become unbearably harder to understand.

"Drea?" is she going to say dreadful?

"Saito you're idiot!" Then she runs away. For the first time they meet, she calls me you instead of the usual thy. "What was that all about?" it's official: He will never understand women.

But really, if she didn't raise to by this world equivalent Japanese speaker how could she speak it? Though a bonded couple may pick up some of their better half habits or ability over time as intended; could she pick up Japanese this fast? No... She understands the old dialect superbly. Why? The old dialect was thought merely for the Onmyōjo art. Who thought her if she knows the art? No! He concludes; it would make a better sense if she knows how to write the kanji.

It was too many questions without answer.

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'Stupid, stupid, stupid familiar!' is the mantra of Louise for the whole five minutes. Louise had escape from Saito interrogation quite in the hurry after Saito bombard her with questions she couldn't answer. Did it make her a coward? 'No!' She decides; it's a retreat! Yeah... it's a retreat like her mother always talks about.

"Mother, " she has spoken in horror. What mother going to do if she knows about it? Her abysmal success in magic had gone to the lowest low this time. She has summoned a foreign noble as her familiar! If this wasn't a blunder she doesn't know what blunder is! Mother must be furious and doesn't how to hide it from her. Something this big will arrive to her ears like a hurricane. She shudders the thought of her mother heard the news from someone else.

She has to write a letter to her mother "Uuu" she sobs, she didn't know want to do it. She still remembers what she thought as light exercise and fear what her idea of domestic discipline.

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More than a minute or so have passed since she left, running and screaming (pun very much intended) to god knows where. Saito has not moved an inch, too shocked to move. Louise just left him there for his own device. He doesn't know what to do with his sudden free time. At school, he has SDS duty; there is always something to do to the offender. At home, he was busy with Onmyōjo related stuff; making storage rune was his source of income after all.

He looks around, trying to find something he could do, or someone to talk to. That just leaves him a very, very narrow choice. Lucky for him, speak of the devil and he doth appear. Saito saw a group of maids serving the student body. Siesta is among them He must hurry or Siesta-san moves the cart again.

"Wait a second, please!"

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"Young Master, what can I do to help you?" Siesta asked, not every day someone by his or her own accord searching specifically for her. They usually just find the nearest one available, in his case, though; it has to be here, who else can understand him otherwise. Ms. Louise doesn't count cause her not a maid. Somehow, a frown marring his face, 'it is something I said?' she wonder

"Siesta-san, " he whined, he was actually whining like a child" Would you stop calling me that"

"That?" she parroted. What exactly she done wrong?

"That Young Master thing, I am going to be eighteen this year, even my family's maid back home calling me Saito-sama. Being called Young master is so embarrassing"

"Ah, I'm deeply sorry. What was sama means?"

"A sign of respect of higher status, you know what; it's not important, I'm just nobody here, Hiraga-san or even Saito-san will do"

"Hiraga... san?" she tested, he nods his head. "Better" him, then sigh, "You have no idea how long I want Rei-mama calling me other than Saito-sama" he added. A wishful look takes over his look. Unaware he let the poor young maid more confuse.

"By the way, now that my lunch date just bails on me and I got nothing to do; figure I can help you out, or maybe show me around a bit" he offered.

Siesta was about to politely decline his offer, but a sound of the broken glass was heard, everyone's attention was drawn to the boy who standing with a broken shard of once had been a container of sorts. A container of a perfume by the sweet tangible aroma it releases.

"Eh, I recognize this smell" A second year student remark, her Unmistaken blonde twin tornado hairstyle. Her eyes looked at the bottle and return her gaze to the culprit. "You", she growled. In their chat, Hiraga-san has broken Miss Montmorency's perfume.

Not good, not good at all.

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What's happening? What the hell just happen? The day had been good this morning. Guiche de Gramont rarely felt fear, event after withstanding his dearest Monmon's anger. Montmorency anger can be ... unpleasant.

It all began when the Zero's familiar step on dear Monmon's perfume. How it got there he never knows, somehow she found out and demand explanation the perfume she gave to her Guiche. That fool tried to explain it or apologise in very broken Albionese but the damage already done. Kathy the first year heard of it and left crying. Not before revealing about the date yesternight {2} of course.

Now the blonde wearing a severe expression, she approached Guiche with quick clipped steps. "Montmorency. This is a misunderstanding" he pleads. "All I did was accompanying her on a long trip to the forests of La Rochelle..." Guiche said while shaking his head. While he was pretending to remain composed, a drop of cold sweat ran down his forehead would give him away. He would've more to say to placate her temper

"It's just as I thought! You've been making moves on that first year, haven't you?!" her anger clearly reaching the limit.

"Please, Montmorency the Fragrance. Don't twist your rose-like face in anger like that. It saddens me to see it!" he try to calming her, but obviously not working as Montmorency grabbed a bottle of wine that was on the table and poured its contents out audibly on Guiche's head.

"You're liar!" She yelled and stormed off. Silence fell upon the garden. Guiche and Montmorency have always fought on and off, but never with this intensity. He pulled out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his face. Shaking his head, he spoke dramatically.

"It would seem those ladies do not understand the meaning of a rose's existence." He still thinks about how he is going to convince her of his innocent until the very person responsible for his misfortune walks away with the tray.

"Stop right there." Guiche called him to a stop every commanding voice he could muster. But he still walks away. "Maid with the boy wearing weird cloth! Stop him"

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"Hiraga-san" Siesta called, he look at her in question. "What is it, aren't we finish this section?" he asked.

"Ah... no, Mr. Guiche is calling you"

The boy, Guiche spun his body about on the chair and crossed his legs with a flourish. It exudes of arrogant from every action he could see. If this is Japan, he would thought he would cosplay-ing as stereotype manga character for a playboy. The frilly cloth he wears, holding a rose in his hand and blonde-hair, with the mantle. Wait, he was one of the drama queen duos! He already feels the headache. "What is it?"he spoke with much resignation. Why is it he has to deal with the weird one? Dealing with his eccentric classmates should prepare himself with this kind of situation. People would think so after three years of high school, add with crazy cases lawbreakers. The answer is never.

"Thanks to you carelessness, the reputation of two ladies has been damaged. How will you take responsibility?" he have been using English, albeit his French is still quite apparent. At least we understand each other, it quenches his exasperation, though. This Romeo hardly makes sense. He has to ask Siesta-san explains the situation and he still didn't get it.

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"Let me get this right-tò" Guiche heard the boy, who can't even speak the word right in Albionese. He let this go.

"You are court two girls at the time behind their back" he pauses "And you blaming me" he said incredulously. "Why, can you even allow to polygamy?"

"Pole-lee-gha-me?"

"Polygamy, a man takes more than one woman as his lawful wives"

"What rubbish you're talking about. No such thing exists! I must be in Rab-al-Khali for that to happen"

"Then, it's just a standard two-timing" the boy said in relief until he realizes something. "Hey, it's your fault for two-timing. Why are you blaming me?"

Guiche's friends burst out laughing. "Exactly as that Guiche, It's your fault!" He could feel his face flushed crimson, he had been shamed. "Listen, servant. The ladies would've known if you, the fools who weren't looking where you step!"

"Whatever. Either way, your two-timing would've been blown anyway. And also, I'm not a servant."

"Humph... Ah, you are..." Guiche snorted, looking down on this servant. Even with the fine quality workmanship and slight variation that Guiche used to, he still wears a butler's uniform. It just means his former master was someone important at Albion.

"You must be the commoner summoned by that Louise the Zero. To have expected a noble's wit from a commoner was completely my mistake. You may leave."

"Er... Guiche, you're mistaken. You were not there in the mess hall, he-"his friend tries to tell him something but he heeds them no mind. What happens at the mess hall was not of consequence. How could he be wrong? There were not suggesting this man servant is a nobleman as well, is it? Ridiculous! Though he does have slight hallucination about this servant performs magic. He must hit in the head harder than he thought.

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Saito snapped then. Pretty boy or not, there was no way he was just going to stand there quietly taking all this from such a conceited narcissist. He couldn't help but make one inflammatory comment.

"Shut up you over pretentious bastard. Why don't you go suck on roses for the rest of your life?" Guiche's eyes narrowed. Oh, the rose was his sour subject. Good. "It would seem that you don't know the proper etiquette for addressing a noble."

"Unfortunately, I come from a world where there are no such people as nobles."

Saito raised his right hand and spoke imperiously, mimicking Guiche's actions. This has garnered uproar from the en mass swallowing this pompous next retort.

'What have I done?' he realises in horror.

"SILENT" he bellowed "What I meant to say is that, the landed and born nobility system was embolism after them trying to overthrow the Emperor" A pin drop could be heard by now, so silent his voice might be carried out to the headmaster's office by he didn't care.

Oh, he just dug his own grave didn't he? You don't go deconstruct people believe and customs and come out intact.

"What that meant?" someone in his audient asked.

[An inch]

"It meant that you must be entitled by your King or Queen to become a noble" in a sense, these individual bars a magus will referred as VIP, have a status in society without the immunity in the law. VIP or Noble, what really the difference? You say to-ma-to, I say to-mah-to.

"What the difference? Nobility is entitled by her majesty"

[A feet]

"The difference is; you're entitled only by your own merit. Your sons or daughters will not get your title by succession"

"Even for us magician?"

[2.5 feet's]

"Yes, I have to pass the test or graduate from the magic school. He or she will become samurai, a knight if you will. It means-"

"I know what it means!" a guy with blonde and blue eyes, a common in this person actually. He wears a glass that looks like a modern eyewear, he wasn't aware Ophthalmology in this world was this advance. "It means we have to earn all the privileges we took for granted while upholding what it means to be a knight. Big deals, I want to become a knight after all"

He's like this guy already, this means there is a decent guy in this world.

"Are you saying you are a Knight" Guiche ask in disbelieve.

[Fourth feet]

"I am" a murmur start again.

"While wearing a servant cloth?"

"This is school uniform you dolt!" he retorts angrily, "It even have my school emblem at the brest pocket"

"You're telling me you're a knight, but by your own admission you're not. Which one, it's?" Guiche mocked.

[Fifth and half feet]

It is official, this guy is a dick. Saito sighs, how come a regular disagreement becomes a fight to defend his credential. "I was at my graduation ceremony when Louise summoned me"

"Are you telling me, Sir Knight, Every student body of the Empire to wear a servant uniform?" Oh, how he wishes this bloke sing like a canary when he is done with him.

[The dig is done]

"You can't expect every kingdoms of the world have the same culture as you are do you? It's madness! Besides, aren't all knight are but a servant to the Crown" He was so absorb by his speech he didn't heard the "Kyaa~" of a females. He sighs yet again.

[Close the coffin]

"Forget it!" he had enough of this nonsense "Whatever my title or credential is useless on this land! How am I going to find a respected Thaumaturgy body to test and accredited my knowledge to practise my skills?" his rhetoric. It's not that simple, he has to be evaluated within 3 months in the on-the-job training.

The thing it is; all that he said just now was a rhetorical question, of a frustrated young man in the process of resigning to his fate.

He didn't think nothing can come out of it.

"Oho oho, I can do that" the Headmaster in his amusing and as jovial as possible answered. Though his eyes betrayed his intention exactly is anything but.

The thing about rhetorical questions is:

It wasn't meant to be answered.

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Omake

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After the headmaster arrives and dashingly took Louise's familiar away. His audient disarming. Guiche was now alone, "My duel! What about my duel?" he's wailing. "Come Guiche, the class has started" her anger was forgotten out of pity.

"Uuu... my duel"

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The thing that you may not know

{1} ōkama: Japanese slang term for transgender or homosexual

{2}Danna-sama: a term used by female servants to refer to the mistress (in this context, Erika) of the house. Have others usage, but not relevant in this context [Wiktionary]

{3} Yesternight: on the night last past (archaic word for yesterday night)

[Characters Creation Section]

Hiraga Household

HIRAGA Daisuke

Age: 38

Base of Niwa Daisuke in DNAngel

Master of the household

Like: challenge, his family, travel

Hate: [CLASSIFIED]

HIRAGA Erika

Age: 38

Base of Chiba Erika in Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei

Wife of Daisuke

Like: Her family, cosplay

Hate: [CLASSIFIED]

SANOSUKE Rei

Age: 35

Base of Ayanami Rei in NGE with black hair and eyes.

Head Maid

Like: her surrogate son

Hate: [CLASSIFIED]

HIRAGA Saito

Age: 17 ("Nearly 18!")

Base of original ZnT series

Past life is [CLASSIFIED family name] nô Susumu

Like: big breasted woman, justice, flying, Onmyōjo, History, and Inventing ("You have to be as Onmyōji").

Hate: Criminal, a duchbag(jerk, dick ect.), cosplay-ing

HIRAGA Louise

Age: 16 (going 17 in Earth year)

Base of original ZnT series

Past life is Nakatomi nô Kyoko

Like: [CLASSIFIED]

Hate: Man who loves big breast woman, Kirche, magic practical, people call her Zero or breast related insult. People who threatening her ideal image of nobility and Princess.