So I both love and hate this chapter. When I first thought of this arc, it was kind of one of those ideas you see a lot of short hilarious stories people write without much plot. I planned to put this aside for a story like that. But my brain had other plans and it kept thinking about how to put that idea into this story while I was busy doing other stuff, like working. Eventually my brain connected all the dots and now refused to come up with other ideas that did not continue off of this arc's line.

So now, there is a really close style crack fic plot event in this arc, but other than that, it is going to have a lot of character development, new harem girls, plot, and action. For some reason, everyone likes Misaki. Don't hate me, but this arc is only going to be a couple chapters long because it only lasts a short period.

Several people, I think, saw what I was planning to do. Let's see if they connected all the dots.

Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or any of the characters.

Touma woke up the morning with a small headache but otherwise he was feeling pretty good. The Heaven Canceller said he was free to go first thing in the morning. All the drugs had worn off over night and his body felt back to normal. The only thing he had was a change of clothes someone left him and his cell phone. He did not know who took away the costume he was wearing, but he was relieved he wouldn't have to run back to his dorm wearing it. He still needed to run back to pick up his school stuff for his supplementary classes. Right after Touma left the hospital he noticed he had a message from Jason.

Hey, Touma, I advise not going to school today and try to stay out of sight. I am trying to calm the situation down but if you need a place to law low you can use my apartment. Code is 2278 now.

Touma stared at the message. The problem was Jason played a lot of jokes on him before, so he wasn't sure this was a serious message. If it was, he probably would have put a reason why. He sighed and put his phone away. I can't miss more class time so I guess I can just keep my eyes open in case it is true. He walked at a brisk pace back to his dorm but felt like a lot of eyes were watching him. He looked around at a stoplight and a couple people were pointing at him, well, more specifically his hair. He heard their whispers as people talked about him.

"His hair looks the same as the Harem King. You think that guy is him?"

"Can't be, he looks to plain, the Harem King have movie star looks. I bet he dyed his hair."

Touma sighed in relief. At least no one was going to suspect him, but he still felt a twinge of irritation as people called him plain. Several people had similar reactions but after awhile he just ignored them. No one was bothering him so the Harem King must not have caused too many problems. I bet this is what Jason was talking about. It doesn't seem like a big deal. He crept quietly into his apartment and noticed Index was still asleep. He grabbed his school bag and snuck out without her waking up. Whew, dodged a bullet there.

He got to school early enough that there was almost no one around. He didn't expect many people since today was purely supplementary classes. Pierce would be there and a few other people from his class. The reason Pierce was there is he sometimes purposely didn't do his homework to get extra lessons with Komoe. He was about to enter the classroom when his sixth sense kicked in warning him danger was about to occur. What now? He slowly opened the door, half expecting the ceiling to fall on him, and walked inside. Only Pierce and two other guys were in the room, but all three looked at Touma in amazement.

"What?" Touma asked taking his seat while looking at them.

"Wow," Pierce said still wide eyed. "I'm surprised you decided to grace us with your presence."

"I didn't take too much damage from the tournament," Touma scoffed. "They let me out of the hospital first thing this morning. You still mad about the bet?"

"Oh yea, Himegami-san won that bet," Pierce said rolling his eyes. "But I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the promotion."

"What are you talking about?" Touma asked confused. He was obviously missing something.

"Wait," Pierce said shocked. "You don't know yet? It's all over the place."

"Tell me already…." Touma started to say irritated at the lack of information Pierce was giving him when suddenly Komoe walked in.

"Good morning class," She said brightly. "I know you all want to be out enjoying the nice weather but sensei really wants you all to pass this year. So let's work hard together…." Her voice trailed off when she saw Touma. "Kamijou-chan, you showed up?"

"I didn't get that injured yesterday," Touma said indignantly. "Why does everyone think I was just going to skip class?"

"I didn't mean that, though I am glad you are ok," she said blushing slightly. "I meant after your advancement, I thought you probably would skip today to celebrate."

"What is everyone talking about?" Touma called out looking around and Pierce grinned.

"Komoe-sensei," he said. "Kamijou doesn't know yet. You should show him."

"Kamijou-chan," Komoe said brightly. "I think you will be happy about this news." She pulled out a laptop from behind her desk and started typing. "Come on up and read this, you will be surprised." Touma had no idea what was happening, but he followed Komoe's direction, walked up to her desk, and looked over her shoulder at the laptop.

His jaw dropped and crashed to the floor when he saw it.

The mysterious individual known as 'Kami', real name unknown, who participated in the Grand Ability Dual Tournament yesterday, has been identified. He is the new Rank 8 Number 5. During his duel with Rank 3 Level 5 Mikoto Misaka, The Railgun, he demonstrated his fighting prowess and his ability, Negation. Due to this uniqueness of his ability, and the fact it has not been fully researched, his rank may be subject to change.

There was a lot more including a link to his battle with Mikoto and some quotes from researchers, but he didn't read on. His mind had gone numb. They considered me a level 5 now? He knew he was going to get unwanted attention from the tournament, but with the costume he thought he would get away without too much of an incident. His class was obviously not telling anyone who the Harem King was but it would be a matter of time until Academy City put the pieces together. He shakily found his way to a nearby chair and sat down before he collapsed. This must be what Jason was warning me about. I should have listened.

"Ah Kamijou-chan," Komoe said happily oblivious to his suffering. "I knew you had a lot of potential, but going form level 0 to 5 in one jump, that is amazing. The class decided as a whole though not to spread around your identity though. If you choose to do that, it is purely your choice, but we all wanted to leave it up to you."

Touma felt a wave of relief to his class. He half expected Pierce and Motoharu to rat him out to the news stations immediately after the tournament. He quickly realized that even though they like to mess with him, they were still his friends and wouldn't betray him. They just try to embarrass him at every opportunity.

"I got to go," Touma said and rushed out. "Sorry about missing class." Komoe just nodded in understanding.

"You better not be running off to meet girls Kamijou," Pierce called after him. "I'll make you regret it." Touma made sure to stop and give him a rude sign before he dashed out of sight while whipping out his cell phone.

"Hey, did you get my message?" Jason asked as a greeting.

"Yea but you could have been more specific," Touma said dashing out of school. "I am heading to your apartment. You should have warned me about the advancement. How did this happen and how did you know?"

"Well, it wouldn't have been a big deal except you and Misaka-san decided to just go and show off," Jason replied as if stating the obvious. "To be honest, they have no idea how your ability works, they just make assumptions and I've been calling them out on it. We just had a huge discussion on what constitutes scientific information."

"That's all well and good," Touma said. "But what do I do when they find out it's me?"

"Oh, that might take a long time," Jason said and Touma heard the laughter in his voice. "You see, two things happened that are throwing them off the trail. One, everyone in our class said they didn't know who the masked guy's identity was. He just came to represent our school. Tsuchimikado made a fake student register and we hacked the Academy City's system to add a fake student. Two, the mask I lent you was special, that's why I took it back. When worn, it emits a weak AIM field. The AIM field isn't specific to any ability, so now they are spending all their time trying to track it and figure out how your ability works with it. Hahaha."

Touma was shocked. He had no idea how much time and effort his classmates put into planning this entire shenanigan. They thought of everything and, because Motoharu has a lot of spy skills with knowledge of higher ups and Jason being a higher up himself, it made since they could pull off some of these insane stunts. "So what do you have planned now? I never wanted this attention. Who is going to watch Index while I am hiding?"

"Well," Jason said. "Tsuchimikado agreed to watch Index till this ends. Now I recommend you take a vacation outside of Academy City while this blows over. Something similar happened like this when you beat Accelerator right? There were some details in a memory bank. I recommend staying in my apartment to keep a low profile till you are ready to leave."

"Yes," Touma sighed remembering the Angel Fall incident. It wasn't a relaxing vacation at all, but Jason didn't know that. "I need to pack and plan everything out. I hope my vacation isn't as bad as that one was."

"There shouldn't be a problem," Jason replied happily. "A friend of ours is going to take care of everything. I won't be back until tomorrow though because I'm stuck cleaning up this mess along with several meetings with higher ups about why I insulted 90% of the board of directors."

"Do you ever do your job seriously?" Touma asked. "Who is this friend?"

"It's a surprise," Jason said laughing. "And I take stuff seriously when I need to."

"I am going to regret this right?" Touma asked.

Touma may not have immediately heard about his promotion to the eighth level 5, but seven other important people did. They had a variety of reactions when they heard the news.

"That stupid hero finally got recognition. I knew him being a level 0 was bullshit."

"Will he be another tool for this city or will he actually be something interesting?"

"That idiot is a level 5 now? He should be if he can stand up to me and Accelerator. I suppose I should congratulate him. As a friend of course…"

"Who the F $% is this idiot?"

"Oh my, it may be time for the prince to become a king."

"…"

"Hey, that guy looks familiar. I feel like he has a lot of guts and is a good choice for a level 5."

That afternoon, the sun was shiny bright over several very noble looking girls outside of a fancy tea shop. Misaki Shokuhou was sitting there sipping her tea surrounded by five other very attractive girls. These girls were all part of Misaki's clique. Tokiwadai didn't have school today because they wanted their students to rest after the grueling tournament during the first half of the week. They were not leaving to their beach side school vacation until tomorrow but everyone was looking forward to it except Misaki. Due to recent events, she wanted to stay in the city for once, instead of leaving, but she had to keep up appearances. It would be easy to manipulate enough people's minds so she could stay but in the long run it was more hassle then it was worth.

"Good afternoon Shokuhou-san," said a familiar voice from behind her. She turned her head, along with everyone else at the table, to look at who called her. A blond hair, orange eyed, sporty youth was walking to her. Jason Kagere, the person who fought Sloth while she freed her prince from his mind.

"Oh my," Misaki said loftily while feigning ignorance in front of everyone at her table. "What do I owe the pleasure of your company Kagere-san?"

Jason raised an eyebrow. 'My Shokuhou-san," he said imitating her talking style. "Your manner of speaking is quite different then yesterday, is it not?"

Misaki blushed slightly remembering her little outburst last night. Luckily one of her clique member's jumped to her rescue and gave her a chance to clear her mind. The member stood up and marched between her and Jason. "How dare you talk to the Queen so rudely," She said angrily. "You need to know your place."

Jason smirked. "Sorry, I am a busy person and can't talk to puppets. Please excuse us."

"Why you…" she started to say but stopped and her eyes stared blankly into space. In fact, all the girls at the table had similar blank expressions, except for Misaki. She had taken out a remote from her handbag and pointed it at everyone.

"Come back in 15 minutes," she told them and they nodded and left without any complaints. Jason took the now vacated seat across from her. "You really should give me more notice if you need to talk to me," she said looking at him twirling the remote in her hand. "I am only giving you this time because you helped yesterday. What do you need?"

"I come to offer you a proposition that involves a mutual friend of ours," Jason said pulling out an envelope and passing it over. "That is the details of my plan and your part in all of it."

Misaki raised an eyebrow. She was definitely curious about what this proposition was because she had a good idea of who their friend was. They sat in silence as she opened the envelope and read it, and then her eyes went wide. "Is this even possible?" she asked.

Jason nodded. "It took a while but everything should be ready now. After yesterday you shouldn't be so skeptical, right? I hope you didn't decide on anyone already. I believe the deadline is tonight."

She shook her head. "It is, but why do you need me to be there so early?"

"Because there would be certain items he would need to get before going. I think I can trust you to help him get everything he needs."

"Hmm," she said thoughtfully. "Let's say I believe this is all possible and you handle everything on your side and I do my part. What is in it for you?"

Jason looked her directly in the eyes and became serious. "I want to help a friend. After everything that has happened to him, you can't deny he needs it." Then he smiled. "It is also pretty hilarious for me."

"I think there is more then you are telling me," Misaki said shrewdly. "What is going to stop me from just reading your mind and getting all the information that way? You obviously know about my ability."

"Nothing," Jason said dismissively. "But I should warn you. My mind is not what you call normal and others have tried reading it before. It never ended well. I'm not asking you to trust me. Instead, you will know my part is done when you meet him tomorrow morning. If not, you just lose a small sliver of your time. There is no risk for you at all."

Misaki raised an eyebrow this time. She was definitely temped to try to read his mind but something stopped her. Few people were able to look her directly in the eye when they knew about her mental abilities. After years of mind control she became quite good at reading people even without her ability. When she looked in his eyes, she didn't see boasting or lies, she saw him telling the truth in absolute confidence. She normally didn't trust anyone whose mind she could not read, but after he saved her and her prince, she could see if he was trustworthy this time. "Alright, anything else I need to know?"

"There are three conditions though before I go any further."

"Oh course," she said nodding. "I didn't expect anything less."

"First, no taking advantage of him."

"I have no idea what you mean," Misaki said feigning ignorance and Jason raised an eyebrow but just stared at her. After about a minute Misaki caved, "Fine, what are the other two conditions?"

"Two, you need to watch him and protect his identity. I know you can't alter everyone's mind but take reasonable steps to prevent him from being discovered. It is going to be weird for him too so he might slip up. Also, a major reason I am leaving him in your care is a level 5 is some of the best protection right now in case more of those guys come looking for him."

"Makes sense," Misaki agreed. "The last condition?"

Jason smiled. "Since this is benefiting you so much. At some point in the future, I may need your help. Think of it as you owing me a favor."

Misaki sat up to this and looked at him while thinking. Overall this was exactly what she wanted by staying in the city, but owing someone else a favor is something she detested. Worst of all was that she didn't know what the favor would be. This guy was shrouded in mystery but he was a friend of her prince so she didn't want to do anything that jeopardized their newly established relationship. "Within reason," she said at last.

"Of course," Jason said. "I might just need a mind wiped or something is all I thought of. I may not show it but I despise mind control." He gave her a sincere smile. "It always leads to people killing their friends and family."

"Humph," Misaki said irritated. "My mind manipulation is an art. I wouldn't do anything as uncivilized as make people kill each other. That would leave a bad taste in my mouth."

"That's good," Jason said. "I can leave him in your capable hands then." He got up and turned to leave but quickly reached and grabbed one of the expensive pastries on the table. He waved to her and left while biting into it.

Misaki watched him leave and put her remote on her lips thinking. What an unusual man, she thought. At some point I need to read his mind to see what is really going on. His plan though is exactly what I wanted with a few interesting twists. Did he plan on that too? He might be a better manipulator then me. I guess I have my own plans to make now.

"You idiot, what did you think was going to happen if your participated in the tournament."

"I told you before," Touma said back to Mikoto though his phone. "I didn't choose to be in it in the first place."

"Well now you can't keep using the excise you are a level 0 to run from fights." Touma could just see her smirking at his misfortune.

"You say that," Touma sighed. "But my ability is still useless against normal people. It only affects ability users and magicians."

"Don't worry," she said still sounding like she was holding in a laugh. "As your fellow level 5, Mikoto-senpai will make sure to protect you."

"Now you're the senpai now?" Touma asked as he began to smile.

"Well," she said as if stating the obvious. "I have been a level 5 longer then you."

"That is true," Touma admitted laughing.

"Anyways, I probably won't be able to talk to you much this weekend. I'm going to be busy keeping Kuroko at bay." Touma thought he heard a door slam in the background. "Speak of the devil, I got to go." He thought he heard someone yelled out "Onee-sama" before the line went dead.

Touma laughed at the thought of Kuroko tackling Mikoto as soon as she got back to her room. He immediately thought of them wrestling and then his teenage youth kicked in and he smacked his face to stop thinking those thoughts. They are my friends, stop thinking of them like that. It didn't work but at least he tried. He finally decided to go to bed and prayed all the hype about a new level 5 would blow over. It was on the TV all day and that was all people were talking about.

Late that night, well past midnight, Jason crept quietly into his apartment. He knew Touma was a very heavy sleeper because they had been roommates for a little while. He was carrying two boxes while using his shadow to support them under his arm. One of the boxes he placed on the kitchen table with a big note taped to it. The other one he set on the floor near the couch Touma was sleeping on. He pulled out the ancient Aztec urn he showed Motoharu last night along with a white shirt and some small figurines. His shadow crept out of his sleeve and formed a circle on the ground along with a star shape and several rune markings. He placed the figurines on the corners of the main star and put the urn in the middle of the arrangement. He lifted the lid and put the shirt into the urn then put the lid back on.

"Let's see if this works," he muttered. He got on his knees and clasped his hands as if he was praying. He started muttering something in another language while holding his hands together and looking at the urn. After five minutes of chanting the lid of the urn started to shutter. It slowly started to rise a couple inches from the top of the urn. Jason looked at Touma but didn't stop chanting. Touma started to glow slightly, except for his hand, and a green mist started to drift off his head into the urn. This continued for about thirty minutes until Touma stopped glowing and the lid lowered itself on the urn. Each of the figurines had melted. Jason grinned and carefully packed the figures and the urn away and crept out of the apartment. Dang this was complicated. It took forever to memorize those incantations. You better appreciate this Touma. The last thing he did was snap a picture of Touma's face with his phone.

Touma woke up that morning feeling slightly sick and really groggy. I was so worried last night I didn't sleep well. This sucks. He yawned and stretched, his body felt strange but he couldn't place why. He slowly got up and walked to the bathroom. He washed his face and looked into a mirror.

He nearly passed out right there.

This has to be a dream, please for the love of god let this be a dream. The reflection in the mirror wasn't of him, but a very attractive and shocked looking girl wearing his shirt. Instead of his normal spiky black hair, she had wavy shoulder length black hair. She was a couple inches shorter and his body was slightly thinner. He moved his hand automatically to his chest and quickly let go, he had felt something about average size and very soft. He almost passed out. WHAT IS HAPPENING! Then the doorbell rang.

He didn't even realize his body had moved automatically to the door. His mind was still frozen in shock. He got a dose of reality when he opened the door and, outside of the apartment, there stood a blonde hair girl with stars in her eyes while wearing a Tokiwadai middle school uniform. Touma shook his head and stared at her. "Shokuhou-san," he said and his voice came out high pitched. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh my Kamijou-san," she said wide eyed looking him up and down. "You seem different today but I still see your noble aura all around you."

"Do you know what happened?" Touma said and put her hands on her shoulders and looking her in the eyes. "Is that why you are here?"

She blushed at him being so close. "Yea," she said softly. "But I don't know how it happened. I thought there would be a note waiting for you." Touma looked at her in shock and dashed back into the apartment leaving the door opened. Misaki took it as an invitation into his room and followed him while politely closing the door behind her.

Touma had found a box with a note attached to it. He ripped the note opened and read. Touma, if you are reading this hopefully Misaki Shokuhou will be there or she has already arrived. I bet you are wondering what happened. You see there comes a time in every young girl's life, Touma's hand shook with anger but resisted tearing the paper in half, when they need a break. Naturally with the uproar about the new level 5 and the organization after you, it allowed a perfect opportunity. I need you out of the city for a little bit while this gets cleaned up but I couldn't leave you alone. What if the organization came looking for you? So I did what had to be done. I got you a ticket for the earliest vacation possible along with a level 5 as a body guard. Shokuhou-san accepted and will be taking you to the Tokiwadai sea side field trip as her guest. This is why your gender was temporary switched. I hope you have a good time. If you don't go, I plan to spread several very provocative pictures of you to everyone in class, Jason.

PS, There should be some girl clothes in the box. I didn't know your new size so hopefully something fits. Good luck, Touya Kamiko. See the attached ID. I had to use some computer skills to get your eyes open.

Touma almost fainted again but held onto the table to stabilize. "Jason I am going to kill you," he muttered to himself but decided to look in the box. He pulled out several sets of shirts, pants, socks and, he almost dropped them in surprise, underwear. They were obviously all girl clothes but none of them was incredibly girly at least. He turned and looked at Misaki who curtsied and made a cute pose.

"I helped pick out the clothes," she smiled sweetly. "We need to get going soon to pack your luggage for the weekend. You should hurry and get dressed."

"But, huh, why?" Touma sputtered at her and she smiled.

"I also believed you need a vacation," she said honestly. "Also, I finally get you to remember me and I want to spend time with you." She got up close to him and cupped his hand in hers. "Unless, you don't want to spend time with me." She looked up into his eyes.

Touma looked into her eyes that were full of sadness and truth. She was a very attractive girl and he found his willpower weakening. He knew he couldn't say no to a girl when they looked at him like that. He sighed, "Ok, you win. I suppose a weekend at the beach would be ok. But why go through all this hassle."

"Yay," Misaki said hugging him. "They limit how often we can leave the city, you need a body guard, and this trip is for girls only. We had to."

Touma hung his head defeated. "Fine, let me change." He couldn't believe what he was about to do and grabbed the box and walked to the bathroom.

"Do you need help?" she asked smiling knowingly.

"NO!"

One thing Touma could say about Misaki is she was efficient. As soon as he got changed into a light blue shirt and pants, Misaki dragged him to the mall in order to get him everything he needed for the weekend. He didn't feel comfortable during any of this. First, Misaki was willing to pay for everything which made him feel bad but she insisted and ignored any of his attempts to pay. Second, getting any of the items, clothes, luggage, bath products, and worst of all, the swim suit, was killing him. He may have looked like a girl on the outside but walking into female clothing stores was making him sweat. He thought he saw a couple girls watching them throughout the mall but every time he turned and looked they were either talking among themselves or disappeared. The only positive thing was Misaki listened to his demand of not wearing dresses but just shirts and pants.

"Do we have everything yet?" Touma sighed pulling the luggage packed with everything.

"Yep," Misaki said happily holding onto his arm. "Now we just need to grab some quick lunch and head off to school. We leave in an hour."

For the first time Touma got to appreciate the extravagant lifestyle of Tokiwadai. He has been in the middle school a couple of times, he found out later boys were not suppose to be in there, and saw how well the school was decorated and equipped. Mikoto had told him before they also get complementary dining services unlike the poor school he goes to. This time however, he got to experience the noble environment first hand. He tried to stay as anonymous as possible but Misaki made sure he was always within arm's reach. He noticed he was getting a lot of looks by many of the girls but Misaki assured him they were part of her clique and were harmless. They were just interested in who she was bringing. All the buses were extravagant too, perfectly climate controlled, lush cushion seating and plenty of leg room. Misaki pulled him after her to a seat in the back.

"If I remember correctly, the ride is a couple hours," Misaki informed Touma. "I'm going to take a quick nap. I normally don't get up early on my days off." She leaned her head on his shoulder and went to sleep. He was well aware of very prominent chest was right next to him but he tried to ignore it, but being surrounded by other attractive girls, his places to look were limited.

Touma actually wasn't too embarrassed about this. She wasn't the first girl to fall asleep on his shoulder. What bothered him was a lot of the girls near the back of the bus were watching them closely. Eventually one of the girls with long brown curly hair asked him, "Who are you and how do you know the Queen?"

"Queen?"

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly as if Touma was trying to be funny. "The Queen of Tokiwadai, you know the amazing person right next to you."

Realization kicked in as he thought he heard Misaki being referred to as the Queen before. He wasn't sure what to tell them but finally decided on the truth, with a few revisions. "She really helped me out a few days ago and asked me recently if I was free to come as her guest."

The girl raised her eyebrow. "Was it a problem with a guy?"

Touma immediately thought of Sloth. I guess he was a guy. "Yea, she really helped me out with him."

The girl looked at him and smiled. "That sounds like her. She is so kind and will help anyone." The other girls appeared satisfied at his answer too. They started talking among themselves. The girl who was questioning Touma looked at him once more and said, "I don't know what you are to her but I have never seen her this relax." She turned and started talking with the other girls.

Touma sighed in relief. At least he got out of that situation without any problems. He decided to ask Misaki a few questions during the trip when she woke up, like how she knew him before the tournament. Don't ask him how he did it, but even being surrounded by so many very attractive ojou-samas, he fell asleep too. It had been a long day for him too and the surprises took a toll on him. When he woke up he saw a very large and expensive looking hotel in the distance overlooking a really nice beach with gold sand and bright blue water. Misaki was still sleeping and he gently shook her awake. "Hey Shokuhou-san," he whispered. "We are almost there."

She put her hand over her mouth and yawned then looked around. "I hope they gave us a room overlooking the beach. I really don't want a room on the other side." The buses stopped and everyone got off. Several members of the hotel staff came out to greet them while taking their luggage up to their room. There was a lot of bowing among the staff and Touma was beginning to see even more of a difference between these rich girls and the people he knew. After Touma and Misaki got their room key, they both headed upstairs. It seemed like Misaki got her wish. Their room was on the top floor and on the side of the beach. When they got close to their room's door, they heard a couple girls talking.

"Those must be our roommates," Misaki said. "I forgot they put us in groups of four to make sure everyone can get accommodated. There should also be a door leading to the groups next door too. I suppose we should introduce ourselves as a common courtesy." Touma nodded but then he heard something that made his blood freeze.

"…This room looks so amazing. I can't believe you invited me."

"I told you it wasn't a problem Saten-san," a VERY familiar voice said. "These trips are always more fun with friends."

Misaki's smile faulted as she opened the door and heard the voice and this confirmed Touma's fear. They opened the door and saw Ruiko and Mikoto sitting on one of the two very large and elegant looking beds. When they entered the room, Mikoto and Misaki's eyes met. Simultaneously they pointed at each other and yelled, "What are you doing here? What am I doing here? This is my room." This would have been extremely funny if the situation wasn't so serious. He looked at Ruiko who was watching this with a slight grin on her face and when she caught Touma's eyes she gave a friendly wave.

Thank god she doesn't recognize me.

"My, if it isn't Misaka-san," Misaki said smiling insincerely. "I didn't realize I would be paired up with you."

"Likewise," Mikoto said and they both glared at each other and Touma was sure sparks were flying out of their eyes. "Who's your friend Shokuhou-san? Last I heard you hadn't decided to invite anyone."

Shokuhou giggled. "This is my good friend Touya Kamiko. She was kind enough to accept my invitation." Touma wanted to crawl under a rock right now but he grabbed hold of his resolve and looked at Mikoto and smiled friendly.

"Hello," Ruiko said walking forward and shaking his hand. "My name is Ruiko Saten. I hope we get along this weekend. This is Mikoto Misaka. She was kind enough to invite me."

"Uh likewise," Touma said feeling really guilty right now. He had successfully infiltrated one of the most holy grounds for mankind. "It is a pleasure to meet both of you."

Mikoto smiled and shook his hand too. "I expect we are going to meet our suite mates pretty soon," she sighed as she pointed to the door connecting their room to another. "She's going to burst through any second." As if on cue the door exploded open and a small pigtailed girl barged into their room.

"Onee-sama," she cried lunging at Mikoto. "Why couldn't they put us in the same room?" Mikoto instinctively kicked her in the head and sent her flying into a wall.

"Sorry Misaka-san," Kazari said walking in through the door. "I tried to hold her back as long as I could."

"It's not your fault Uiharu-san," Mikoto said reassuringly. "No one can stop her when she's serious."

"Misaka-san is quite violent," Shokuhou said to Touma but she seemed slightly amused. Mikoto glared at her.

"Don't you corrupt her," she said pointing to Touma. "So, Uiharu, who are your roommates?"

"Surprisingly, we got paired up with high school students," Uiharu said. "Ah here they come."

Everyone turned and a pair of twins walked in. "Ah I know you," Ruiko said. "Hibiki and Hanabi Nakano, you two participated n the first round of the tournament." They nodded in acknowledgement.

"How are all of you?" Hibiki said politely smiling. "I know Misaka-san and Shokuhou-san, but who are you two?"

"I'm Ruiko Saten."

"Tou..ya Kamiko," Touma said and he almost blew his cover. If that happened there was only one outcome at this point. Three of the seven girls would probably kill him. He could not let them know who he really was.

"I don't know about the rest of you," Mikoto said. "But I'm pretty hungry. I'm going to order room service, does anyone else want anything?" At her words everyone else agreed they were hungry and shortly afterwards an assortment of fancy dishes found their way into the room. Touma couldn't believe the quality of this food. It was all high class ingredients and they could eat this for free. He was beginning to feel a little jealous of these ojou-samas. Everyone started talking to each other about their plans for tomorrow and getting to know each other.

Touma's phone started ringing which almost caused him to faint. He was so lucky it was on vibrate. If it actually rang, someone might have recognized the ring tone. He took a quick look at who was calling him and he was shocked, it was Accelerator. He couldn't answer as he was now, so he did the only other option. He hung up. Now Touma knew this was probably a very stupid thing to do and Accelerator would not be amused. He quickly sent a text, Can't talk now, what you need?

"Who are you texting Kamiko-san," Shokuhou asked looking right at him.

"Ah no one," Touma said quickly but he was about to put his phone away when Accelerator's response came though. Just got attacked by two people who seem to be in the same group as the Sloth guy, watch your step hero. Touma stared at the text wide eyed. Maybe it was a good thing he was here.

"I bet it's your boyfriend," Ruiko said eyes widening and this caused seven set of e yes staring at him now.

Touma coughed on his food and he was sure he felt a little vomit in the back of his throat when he gave a brief thought about him and Accelerator. Then he quickly destroyed the image in his mind and vowed to never think of that again. "Nah, just a friend asked me something," he tried to saw casually as he sent a short reply, Thanks, turned off his phone and put it away before anyone got a good look at it. He was painfully aware Shokuhou was trying to keep from bursting out laughing. He noticed Ruiko was watching him with a slight smirk.

"Ah," Ruiko said depressed. "I guess Uiharu is the only one with a boyfriend then, unless…" She turned, "Hibiki-san, Hanabi-san." Since Hibiki and Hanabi are twins with the same last name they told everyone they could call them by their first names. "Either of you two have boyfriends?"

They shook their heads. "I don't have anyone I like," Hibiki said. "Most guys I know are pigs."

Hanabi looked at the ground, "Well, I would like one," she said softly. "But I'm not sure he would remember me."

"Oh," gasped Mikoto. "Who is it Hanabi-san."

"Umm." she said but didn't want to elaborate. It seemed like she was even shyer then Kazari.

"For some reason she likes that Kami guy from the tournament," Hibiki said irritated. "I don't know what she sees in him." Mikoto, Kuroko, Ruiko and Kazari all shared a look. They all knew who Kami was and a couple of them had complicated feelings about him ranging from obsession to loathing. Misaki was still trying to hold in her laughter and Touma felt his face get red.

"Oh," Misaki said clapping her hands together. "Since we have nothing planned for tonight. How about we play a game, with all of us, to get to know each other?" She looked around at everyone but when she looked at Kamiko she got a big grin on her face.

This is not going to end well. Why did I get stuck with everyone I know? Such misfortu…

I am going to stop Touma right here. How dare he say misfortune? He has entered one of the most sacred grounds many people would kill for. He should be thanking god, and Jason, and just go with the flow. As long as he doesn't do anything stupid he should be fine. All the enemies are attacking the city but Accelerator is there so it's cool. If he says he is misfortunate again this arc, I'm going to write him being struck by lightning.

But man, all of his neighbors are people Touma knows and many like him. I wonder what would happen if he revealed himself. Jason actually got a lot of screen time in this chapter, but to be fair no one will see him much next couple chapters.

Anyway, you got to love Misaki. I wonder what game she is planning. Any suggestions from the great pool of readers? Remember, this is rated T, so all your perverted ideas will be ignored. Well not ignored, I will probably laugh and enjoy them, just won't write them in this story. Instead, please direct them to a rated M story and enjoy.