A Certain Infinite Possibility

by Darkbetrayer

An ancient organization has emerged from hiding in order to bring the world into darkness. Will Touma be able to stop them or will his actions make everything worse. Will Touma finally develop the harem he deserves? Magic and Science will collide in ways no one thought possible. Touma X Harem (Maybe, he is really dense.)

58. S2 Motoharu's Documentary

So I'm trying something new during this chapter. The point of view changes, as you can probably tell from the title. It's still third person, but I try to avoid focusing on internal dialogue since camera's can't catch it. Other than that, I feel it's a pretty good chapter and it should answer a lot of questions people have. Season two is wrapping up nicely.

Whwsms: All excellent ideas.

Agent Nine: You sure he didn't do anything crazy?

Brosephg: I have to think it was one of my best cliff hangers.

Guest 10032: I had several ideas with the memory loss scene. I wanted to combine the canon ways they would react, plus the new relationship that has developed in my story. The drama was an idea, and I could see it happen. If Misaki wasn't involved, I probably would have gone that route. Mikoto wouldn't have guessed he lost his memories without her.

If anyone is an amazing artist and wants to draw the girls trying to attract Touma's attention in the outfits. If I can get a picture of your art, I'll use it as the cover picture for this story. I'm super serious, but it has to be good. Though I can't really talk, I'm a horrible artist. Stick figures are the extent of my ability.

Disclaimer: I do not own Toaru Majutsu no Index or any of the characters. Reading this story may cause you to burst out in laughter or yelling at fictional characters. This may cause nearby people to assume you have gone crazy. Please read responsibly. Also, if you are underage in your country, I cannot condone you drinking. No matter how funny this story makes it look.

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The way Motoharu smiled, and leaning nonchalantly up against the hotel wall, told Touma he wasn't going to help him out of the situation but, at least, wasn't going to make the situation any worse. At first Touma was suspicious of his actions, but Touma concluded Motoharu knew enough of what happened last night that Touma had, not on purpose, made his day. He was also thinking of what Jason could be planning with this information and his stomach dropped. He shifted his weight slightly and pulled his other arm out of Misaki's grasp. She mumbled something incoherently and turned over. He gently moved Lessar off his chest, until she was lying next to Misaki, and then did the same to Agnese, who ended up next to Mikoto. He turned his attention to his legs.

He started to move his right leg from under Frenda's head, but she turned and grabbed tightly to his pants. Touma frowned and reached over to move her hand and escape her grasp. His leg slid out smoothly and her head barely moved as it slid onto the blanket. He sighed in relief, and turned his attention to Shizuri, who was propped on his other leg. He started to move when he heard Shizuri mumble, "Wake me and die Frenda." Touma froze, but it looked like she went back to sleep. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and managed to slide his leg out from under her head without waking her. Now free, he slowly stood up and was forced to stop, as he head began pounding again. He took a deep breath and careful stepped around the sleeping girls, until he was pass them, and then made a beeline straight toward Motoharu. "What happened?" Touma hissed at him and then held a hand up to his forehead. "Ah my head is pounding."

"I have to say Kami-yan," Motoharu said seriously. "Satisfying that many girls in one night, I knew you were good, but who knew you were a man among men. I don't think any of them are going to complain after that. Best of all," he grinned and held up a camera. "I got it ALL on tape."

Touma's face went white with shock and horror. He didn't know what to say. His first instinct was to deny it all but, after waking up surrounded be attractive girls in various outfits and not having any memories, he couldn't be entirely sure. This… this can't be true. I wouldn't do something like this, but I can't remember anything. What if I did do something? They are all my friends and I couldn't forgive myself if I took advantage of them in some way. "C-can you tell me what happened?" he coughed out to Motoharu. He felt like he was about to pass out.

"Calm down Kami-yan," Motoharu said, still smirking. "I was just joking. Don't have a heart attack on me… ouch, hey!" Touma had punched him in the arm, hard.

"Shut up," Touma hissed, worried his voice might wake up the girls. "I almost believed you there and was debating about committing seppuku to apologize to them. " He grabbed Motoharu, ignoring the pain in his head, and dragged him down a hallway away from the others. "What the hell happened last night? Why can't I remember anything?"

"It seems like someone accidently grabbed some special church made wine and poured it into the drink bowl," Motoharu told him. "I thought Itsuwa was in charge of food and drinks, but she wouldn't make such a rookie mistake." He shrugged.

"So everyone was just drunk?" Touma asked. "That doesn't make sense. I doubt everyone could have consumed enough to end up in that position."

"This wine was special," Motoharu continued. "It was infused with magic in order to allow us to store it easier. We only needed to keep a few bottles here because each bottle was supposed to be diluted with water. The magic was to keep the flavor consistent, no matter how much it was diluted. The magic strengthened the alcohol too, and it wasn't designed to be drunk straight. Luckily, the church knew enough to make it so people couldn't get poisoned from the concentrated form. Everyone is just completely wasted now."

"So where are Jason and Accelerator?" Touma asked him. "I figured they would be helping you with nearly giving me a heart attack."

"Probably passed out in the back," Motoharu shrugged. "They were having fun before the alcohol really hit everyone." He laughed. "Everyone got affected by it. I doubt they will wake up for another couple hours."

"Wait," Touma frowned, when he realized something important. "How are you fine?"

"I realized the drinks were alcoholic," Motoharu told him. "Being a spy, I have experience recognizing if something gets in my drink. I would never touch something like that. I figured your hand would negate the magic, as it spread through your body. Looks like you were still impacted quite a bit though." They opened the hotel door, which led to the site of the party, and Touma got a full view of the carnage caused by alcohol.

Everywhere he looked, there were people sleeping. Nuns and Amakusa were sprawled out at every table and many were sleeping on the grass. Half-finished foods and empty drink containers were still left out, obviously no one cleaned up. Touma's eyes slowly scanned the crowd and he saw Kuroko and Uiharu sitting at one table. Jason was sprawled out on the ground sleeping near them. At another table, he recognized the white hair of Accelerator and he was sitting with Lessar's friends, Last Order, and Saiai. Touma sighed and turned to Motoharu. "You sure everyone is going to be all right?"

"They will have massive headaches," Motoharu laughed, as Touma rubbed his head. "But they should be fine by this afternoon. Although," he grinned and nudged Touma's side, "Isn't it Misaka-san's birthday today? Going to prepare anything special?"

"I asked Itsuwa Sunday and she said they could make a cake here easily enough," Touma admitted. "But they might be a little indisposed right now. When everyone else wakes up, I suppose we can get them all together."

"While we kill time," Motoharu said, holding up the camera. "Want to watch the video from last night? I really like this camera Jason brought. We took tons of pictures this trip so far, and still tons of memory for taking videos."

"I'm going to regret this," Touma groaned. "But let me see. It might jog my memory and I need to know how badly I screwed up." Motoharu grinned diabolically. They sat down on a bench near the hotel, flipped the screen open, and started watching the events from the night before.

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Motoharu's face dominated the camera. "Hey all, this is Motoharu Tsuchimikado. This documentary is being created for my good friend Pierce Aogami, since he was unable to be on this trip with us. We are in the middle of a party and something interesting happened. Someone poured alcohol in the drink bowl and now we have the perfect opportunity to examine how our friends act when wasted. We might even get insight on how Kami-yan is able to attract so many women." His face disappeared from view and he started to move threw the crowds. He passed a lot of church members before he finally found someone he knew. "Hmm looks like Itsuwa-san and nee-chin… I mean Kanzaki-san are heading toward the hotel. I wonder what they could be up too." He moved quickly and silently, until he stood near them. Itsuwa's mumbling could barely be heard.

"I can do this," she muttered. "You just have to be brave and honest with him."

"Looks like she's going to confess to someone," Motoharu commented, in an almost mocking voice. "Who on earth could that be?" Itsuwa walked into the hotel and Kaori arrived shortly behind her. "What's up?" Motoharu called out to her. "Not planning to lose to Itsuwa are you?"

"Be quiet," Kaori told him and marched passed him without uttering another word.

"I've seen that determined look on her face before," Motoharu said. "Looks like she's going to do something embarrassing, can't wait to see what. Her face is pretty red too. I bet she is pretty drunk already." He started to walk away from the hotel when he stopped and the camera ended up focused on Misaki. "Hey Shokuhou-san, he called out. "What do you have there?" He was referring to the pink and white costume she had draped over her arm.

"Jush shomething I found," Misaki told him, her words slurring slightly. "I hope Touma will like it. Could you shend him to the hotel if you find him?"

"No problem," Motoharu told her, his voice full of amusement.

"Thansh," she said smiling and entered the hotel.

"Hmm," Motoharu muttered watching her enter the hotel... "Wasn't that the Spirit Maid outfit Tatemiya told me? Dang Kami-yan, you are getting everyone. Oh, that was the fifth rank level 5, Misaki Shokuhou. This is going to be great, now where is… speak of the devil." The camera zoomed in on Mikoto and Agnese, both of who were talking and stumbling slightly. They were obviously drunk. Motoharu waved to them, as they walked up to the hotel. "Hey Misaka-san, Agnese-san. What are you up to?" He held up the camera and focused on their faces.

"Oh hey Tsuchimikado-san," Mikoto greeted him. "Excush ush, we need to show them sise ish not everything."

"You tell him," Agnese said and hiccupped. "Small is just as good as excessive." They stumbled into the hotel and the camera was turned to face Motoharu's face again.

"Seems there is some rivalry going on," Motoharu said seriously. "None of them seem very talkative. I guess it's time to find our classmates and the man of the hour, Kami the Harem King. It appears as if his harem is up to something and as his friend," he burst into a huge grin, "I need to push him into the middle of it." The camera turned away from him and he started moving into the crowd, until Accelerator's white hair came into view. "Oh good, it's Accelerator and… wow, he's surrounded by girls? Could he be creating his own version of Kami Disease? Let's check it out." He walked up to them holding the camera high. "Hey Accel-kun, want to say hi to Aogami? Making a short film for him."

"Eh whatever," Accelerator mumbled, barely glancing at the camera. "And what have I told you about calling me that?"

"But your name is so long," protested Motoharu. "Who are all the lovely girls you're sitting with? He's sure to be jealous."

"I swear if you start talking about me like the damn hero…" Accelerator growled, turning to Motoharu. His eyes were slightly glazed, and it was obvious he had been drinking.

"Hey," Saiai said popping into the camera. "Saiai Kinuhata, I'm a super friend of his." She was holding a glass and her red face was evidence she was tipsy.

"Careful," Accelerator warned. "Aogami is a huge f$^%#% pervert and into little girls."

"Well I am really attractive," Saiai bragged, puffing out her, nonexistent, chest. "Who wouldn't like me?" She looked at him. "You worried about me?"

"Whatever," Accelerator mumbled, not really caring if she didn't heed his warning.

"Aww," Worst teased him. "It sounds like tou-san wants to keep us all to himself. Hoping to start your own group eh?" She nudged him in the side. Saiai's face turned slightly redder, but she grinned too.

"Watch it," Accelerator grumbled, pulling out his phone. "Or I'll lock you in a broom closet."

"Going to introduce those two girls?" Motoharu commented, waving a hand to Bayloupe and Floris.

"Ah them," Accelerator said. "That's Bayloupe and that's… what was your name again?" The alcohol was either having an effect on him, or he didn't care about her name.

"Floris," she said, glancing at the camera for a moment with an annoyed look on her face. Bayloupe snickered slightly.

"Man Accel-kun," Motoharu said. "Aogami is going to be really jealous when he sees you with so many attractive girls."

"Bite me," was Accelerator's reply as he glanced at a message from his phone. "Does she even pay attention to time differences? It may be morning for her but it's the middle of the night here… What the hell do you think you're doing?" Bayloupe had snatched his phone out of his hand from across the table.

"I figured since you remembered my name," Bayloupe told him, messing with his phone. "I might as well give you my number."

"Why would I want that?" Accelerator demanded, while Worst snickered.

"I'm sure you will think of why," Bayloupe told him shaking her head. "We got a lot in common."

"Like babysitting kids?" Floris asked.

"That's one thing," Bayloupe said nodding.

"Hey," Saiai pipped up. "Hand me the phone, he super doesn't have my number." Bayloupe gave a brief nod and tossed it over to her. Saiai was able to put her number in Accelerator's phone and memorize his number, to put in hers, before he snatched it away.

"You all know I'm just going to delete your numbers," he growled, while Worst continued to laugh.

"I don't think so," Motoharu said. "You totally are going to keep them. You're totally getting soft."

"Soft huh," Accelerator said loudly, standing up and looking at him. His hand was reaching up to his neck. "Do you really want to see how 'soft' I am?"

"Come on Accel-kun," Motoharu said, backing away. "We all know you love the attention."

"Look at tou-san blush," Worst pointed out. She was referring to his read face, but that was most likely caused by the alcohol then embarrassment. He had evidently been drinking, thinking he could handle the alcohol. In response to her words, he turned and started to berate her. Motoharu grinned and went back into the crowd, looking for the others. The last thing the camera caught was Saiai commenting.

"Why can't you super look at me with those eyes?"

"As you can see," Motoharu said, his face reappearing in the camera as he walked. "Accel-kun is getting along with everyone and seems to have acquired his own small harem. You now, for a level five, he sure gets pushed around a lot, but that's part of the fun. Oh, looks like I see Kagere, well, I'll call him Jason from now on. He's always said he's preferred his first name. Let's say hi and see if he has any words for us." Motoharu walked over and flipped the camera around. It seemed like Kazari, Kuroko, Rikou and Ruiko were sitting at the table, while Jason was entertaining a bunch of the church forces with something funny, as most of them were laughing. Rikou was asleep, either by choice of alcohol, but Shizuri and Frenda were unaccounted for. Motoharu moved over and stood next to the girls, all of who looked up at him when he approached. "Hey everyone," he told them. "I'm filming the festivities for a friend back home. His name is Pierce Aogami. Could you please introduce yourselves and say hi?"

"Hello Aogami-san," Ruiko said, waving and smiling broadly. She was always a people person. Her face was red, but it didn't seem to negate her desire to talk to people. "Mine name ish Ruiko Saten and I'm a friend of Touma. I heard Touma shay you had family obligashions and couldn't come. I hope to meet you at shome point." Her words were beginning to slur and it was obvious she had been unknowingly drinking.

"Umm hi," Kazari said softly, looking at the camera, but she kept glancing back at Jason, who was still entertaining the nuns. Her face was slightly red. "My name is Kazari Uiharu and… um…"

"She's Jason's cute girlfriend," Motoharu told the camera and Kazari turned redder. "Try not to get to jealous Aogami."

"My name is Kuroko Shirai and…" Kuroko said quickly, it was obvious she was planning only to do it as a courtesy, but then her eyes widened in recognition. "Wait… Aogami? That name sounds familiar… AH!" She pointed at the camera. "He's the one Jason called to ask him for something."

"You remember Shirai-san," Motoharu said to the camera. "She lost a bet to Jason and has to do one thing for him when we return to the city."

"It's only because those idiots didn't understand onee-sama's charm," Kuroko accused. Her voice was getting louder, and it seemed like she didn't realize it.

"If it boshers you," Ruiko said to Kazari, words still slurring slightly. "Why don't you jush tell him?"

"But he's not doing anything bad," Kazari replied. "It's just…"

"Jealoushy?" Ruiko asked grinning.

"O-of course not," Kazari stammered, trying to look innocent, but failing badly.

"Just do it already," Kuroko sighed. "You've been distracted for a while now."

"Do it, do it," Ruiko chanted, staring at Kazari. Kazari sighed, but suddenly got a look of determination on her face. She stood up and walked over to Jason. Ruiko and Kuroko had looks of apprehension on their faces, before the camera turned and followed Kazari. Kazari walked up, unnoticed, to Jason and the other nuns. Before any of them registered her sudden appearance, she quickly sat down in Jason's lap and wrapped her arms around him. This got his attention, along with the surrounding nuns.

"Kazari?" he asked. "What's wr…?" His words were cut short when she kissed him on the lips. Many of the nuns around them cheered, but some looked disappointed. The camera moved back to Ruiko and Kuroko.

"You go Uiharu!" Ruiko cheered.

"I've never seen her that bold," commented Kuroko, slightly wistfully. "How could she do something like that?"

"Don't you do those kinds of things to Misaka-san?" Motoharu asked her.

"Yes," Kuroko confirmed. "But that's onee-sama, she's in an entire league of her own. Jason's well… him." She sort of let it hang there, as if that was all the answer she really needed to give.

"Uh huh," Ruiko said, raising an eyebrow at her. "You sound like you know him well now." Kuroko glared at her for a moment, grabbed her drink, and gulped it down to avoid answering. It was obvious what she was doing and Ruiko burst into a large grin.

"Have fun ladies," Motoharu said. "I need to find the others." The camera turned and went back into the crowd. It was now obvious a lot of people were beginning to pass out from the alcohol. There were less people moving around and a lot of tables had people sleeping soundly. Because there were less people, Motoharu was able to have the camera quickly zoom in on Touma. It appeared he had found Index, as she was standing next to him. They were also surrounded by a large number of girls from the church. Their numbers dwarfed the ones around Jason and Kazari. Motoharu's voice was heard on the camera, but it wasn't turned around this time. "We are going to observe Kami-yan in his natural habitat. Maybe we can finally see how he attracts so many girls to achieve the title of Harem King. No one knows how he obtained that title, but it always fit from the moment it was set upon him."

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"What the heck do you mean no one knows?" demanded Touma. "You're the idiots that gave me it to me during the tournament." He had been silent for most of the video, because he wanted to see how much damage control he would have to do, but that line prompted his outburst. After he saw several of his friends drunk, he began to understand how they at least wore those outfits. Accelerator with Lessar's friends was pretty funny. It's good to see him getting along with others. Uiharu… I didn't realize she was so bold when drunk. He was a little annoyed about the way Motoharu was treating the documentary. Part of him wanted to destroy the recording, but he still needed to see what happened.

"Don't sweat the small stuff," Motoharu told him dismissively. "It's just to make it a little more exciting. Anyway, we are at the start of what happened to you."

"Fine," Touma groaned. He knew he was going to regret this more than ever, but turned his attention back to the video.

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"Come on Kamijou," one of the nuns pleaded. "Tell us what it was like defeating the princess." Motoharu was standing behind a nearby tree and had the camera focused on Touma. Touma turned his head to look at the speaker, while index was clamped tightly to his left hand. He was holding a drink in his right.

"I didn't really do anything," Touma said modestly. "It was everyone's group effort. You all did as much as I did, if not more. I should be thanking you all for making sure my friends all got back in one piece."

"Aww, he's so modest."

"He's so cute when he thanks us," another one said.

"Even though we couldn't do it without him."

"Hey Index," a third one spoke up. "Would you and Kamijou like to come and play games with us?"

"Yes!" Index nodded vigorously, her head bobbing way more than needed. There was a lot of semblance to Index back at Aiho's place. "Can we Touma, can we?"

"You go ahead Index," Touma told her. "I want to check up on a couple more people. Then I'll come and play with everyone after."

"But…" Index protested, looking disappointed.

"I promise," Touma said, putting his hand on her shoulders. "I just want to check up with our friensh and I'll come and play with you after. I'll play with you sho much, you will get sick of me after we are exhausted." His words were beginning to slur slightly.

"Okay," Index finally agreed and ran off with the other nuns. A couple of them looked back at Touma, but he waved them on. Alter they left, Touma began to head back to the main area, when Motoharu jumped out with the camera held up high.

"Always surrounded by girls Kami-yan," Motoharu said impressed. "It sounded like you were setting up a hot night with the nuns."

"Depensh on what game they want to play," Touma shrugged, as he sipped his drink. "We may end up all tired and sweaty afterwarsh."

"I bet you would," Motoharu mumbled.

"Whatsh with the camera?" Touma asked.

"Filming the celebration so everyone can get a copy," Motoharu answered. "Oh, I know several people went to the hotel looking for you. They asked me to send you there if I saw you."

"Thansh," Touma said, gulping down the rest of his drink. "Is Miko-chan or Misa-chan going to be there? I need to ask them something."

"Oh I'm sure they will be," Motoharu said, his voice filled with laughter, which Touma didn't appear to notice. He started to head off to the hotel and Motoharu began to follow, but stopped. The camera turned to face him again and he spoke into it. "Before we see the mating ritual of Kami-yan, let's check in on Accelerator and Jason." He started to make his way toward Accelerator's table first and saw everyone appeared to be asleep. "Anyone still up?" he asked as he got close. There were a few incoherent mumbles, but no one answered. When he got close, he started to laugh and had to put a hand on his mouth to muffle the noise. The camera zoomed in on Accelerator's face. There were a lot of rude words and drawings on his face with black marker. The camera moved slightly to show a market in a sleeping Worst's hand. "Looks like Worst is still up to her pranks, Jason would be proud." He heard Saiai mumbled something and turned the camera to her. "What was that Kinuhata-san?"

"Accelerator's glare is so sexy…. Mmmm," Saiai repeated and fell back asleep.

"Looks like Accel-kun's ability to attract lolis is still in effect," Motoharu laughed as he turned the camera to Last Order, who had returned to the table. Accelerator was lying down on his arms, as he sat down on the table bench. Last Order was lying on his lap, clamped tightly to his shirt. "So Bayloupe-san and Floris-san, if either of you are still awake, anything to say about Accel-kun?" Both of them were sitting down, but were sleeping in similar positions to Accelerator.

"He didn't delete my number…," Bayloupe muttered.

"Good to know," Motoharu laughed and the camera turned, as he started to head toward Jason's table. He walked over uninterrupted, until he suddenly stopped. "Looks like Jason is too far gone. He must be a lightweight." The camera turned to see Jason lying sprawled out on the ground, fast asleep. He walked over and nudged him with his foot. "You alive?"

"Kihara-san…" muttered Jason. "I don't know who messed with your files. The asbestos was a… gift…" He snored loudly and rolled over.

"Well," Motoharu said. "We know what Jason does during his free time. As you can see, his arm is wrapped up in his ability. He injured it pretty bad by accident. I heard it's healing, but he's keeping it protected." He moved the camera to the table where Kazari and Kuroko were talking. Ruiko seemed to have disappeared. "What happened to Saten-san?" he asked them.

"Someone stumbled and soaked her with drinks," Kazari said with a yawn. Her eyes were slowly closing and it was obvious she was about to pass out. She turned back to her conversation with Shirai. "What were you say…." She started to ask and then she slumped down on the table. All the alcohol finally finished her night.

"You're… lucky," Kuroko said, a loud yawn interrupting her words. "You have someone like him…" She died off and fell asleep.

"…I don't mind sharing…," Uiharu mumbled, eyes not opening. "If it's with you Shirai-san…" A moment later, both were fast asleep. The camera turned around and faced Motoharu again.

"Jason if you ever see this," Motoharu spoke up, a huge grin on his face. "Good luck man. But now we have to find the main target. Kami-yan should have made it to the hotel by now, assuming he didn't get kidnapped or tried to rescue someone." He made his way quickly to the hotel door and threw it open. The camera moved around the lobby, until it settled on a single person. "Looks like Kami-yan has established himself in his normal environment. From now on, I will remain hidden while we watch the events unfold. I heard the church was going to lay out blankets and sleeping pads in the lobby to accommodate everyone. It looks like they have already done that, though the alcohol might have made it unnecessary. But, let's focus on Kami-yan." The camera zoomed in on Touma in a precarious position. "It seems a new girl has taken action to get his attention." He crouched behind a couch, making sure to keep the camera on Touma.

Touma was tired to a sofa chair with Lessar sitting on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck.

"How can you still resist my advances?" Lessar asked. "I'm literally throwing myself at you?"

"Well," Touma replied, with a slight hiccup. "I barely know you and it seems like you want to take it kind of fast. Maybe we should get to know each other first?"

"Are you saying you want to date?" Lessar asked curiously and shift positions slightly. She suddenly smiled. "Your mind may be rejecting me, but your body is saying yes."

"I'm a guy," Touma said shrugging. "It happens regardless of what's happening around me."

"You seem oddly calm," Lessar pointed out, confusion on her face. "Did you finally accept me?"

"Am I in danger?" Touma asked, tilting his head slightly. "Besides, who would be scared to have a cute girl like them?"

"What…?" sputtered Lessar. "Q-quit turning the tables on me, I'm supposed to be seducing you."

"Nice one Kami-yan," Motoharu said quietly. "We are seeing the true power of the Kami Disease. Even someone as out spoken as Lessar isn't immune. Looks like she is about to have company though, let's see how this plays out."

"What are you doing?!" Itsuwa yelled and grabbed Lessar by the collar, while she was distracted. Itsuwa was surprisingly strong and threw Lessar halfway across the lobby. "Are you okay Kamijou-kun?"

"Yes," Touma answered. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"You're tied up," Itsuwa pointed out.

"Oh," he looked down. "That's right I forgot." He looked back at her. "I see you're wearing the swimsuit you won. It looks good on you."

"A-ah t-thank you," Itsuwa stammered, looking down. It was white and black with the spider web design, The Mythic Spider Web Maid Swimsuit. It was a lot more revealing then what she was use to wearing, purposely covering the minimum for maximum appeal. She was then forced to duck, as Lessar tried to deliver a drop kick to her head. "What are you doing?"

"He's mine right now," Lessar told her. "You can wait your turn."

"I'm not going to stand by and let you force yourself on him," Itsuwa replied. "Besides, he's not yours."

"Oh you like him?" Lessar asked, smirking.

"Of course I do," Itsuwa said, her face red with a mixture of embarrassment and being drunk. "He's an amazing person." It was hard to tell if Lessar was actually drunk or not.

"Then I guess you won't be letting me continue," Lessar sighed, annoyed at the interruption. She and Itsuwa's eyes met. A moment later, they lunged at each other. It was lucky neither of them had their weapon, or the fight could have gotten messy. Before attacks started being exchanged, both of them received sharp blows to the top of their heads. They fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Thanks angel san," Touma told the newcomer. "It's not right for girls to fight."

"Looks like nee-chin has taken the lead," Motoharu whispered. "Her red face is telling me she is also suffering from alcohol. Now that she took out the other aggressive female mates, will she continue the offensive to grab the Harem King's heart? He's seems to be a pretty oblivious drunk. This is an important discovery to make use of for the future."

"Are you okay?" Kaori asked him as she reached down and untied him, while ignoring the name. If she hadn't been wasted, she might have realized she was giving Touma a full few of her assets. She was, after all, wearing the Fallen Angel Maid Outfit. With a pair of white wings jetting from her back, it's no wonder a drunken Touma referred to her as an angel. "You seem sort of out of it."

"Long day," Touma said. "It's been what, three days since we last slept."

"How many fingers am I holding up?" Kaori said, holding up three fingers. Her hand was shaking slightly, and she was swaying slightly. Obviously, she could still think somewhat clearly, but the magical alcohol was indeed having an effect.

"Six?" Touma guessed, as he stood up, and immediately stumbled. He felt right into Kaori's chest, nearly knocking her down. Luckily, it seemed she still had enough Saint strength to keep herself up. "Ah… soft…"

"W-what are you saying?" sputtered Kaori, turning even redder. By the panic look on her face, it was obvious she was thinking of pushing him away, but instead started looking around the room. The camera lost track of them, as Motoharu ducked behind the couch. A moment later, the camera moved and refocused on Kaori and Touma. Kaori was allowing him to lean up against her, and she had her arms wrapped around him. Touma was obviously comfortable, and Kaori had a combination of embarrassment and happiness on her face.

"Nee-chin is doing great," Motoharu muttered. "Kami-yan now has his onee-san type in an angel outfit, what more could he want? It seems like the accidental stumble technique scored a critical hit. This is an important day for science."

"What are you doing to my Touma?!" A girl's shrill voice echoed through the lobby. A pink and white blur ran toward them, grabbed Touma, and started to pull him from Kaori's embrace. "Get your own man. He's my prince."

"And Shokuhou-san makes her appearance," Motoharu whispered, as she zoomed in on the confrontation. "She is one of the stronger Kami-yan harem candidates. She's usually pretty calm, but looks like the alcohol is making her more vocal."

"He tripped and fell on me," Kaori explained quickly. "I was stopping him from falling."

"Liar," Misaki told her loudly. "It's obvious you're trying to take advantage of him in my absence, but that's not going to happen."

"Ah Misa-chan," Touma said, turning to look at her. "I had something to tell you," he frowned, "but I can't remember now." He looked down at her pink and white outfit with fairy wings, the Great Spirit Revealing Maid Outfit. It was obvious her chest was barely being contained by it, but it was also off her shoulders, making her look quite erotic. "Nice clothes, they really suit you. You're like a fairy."

"Ah thank you," Misaki turned, smiling sweetly at him, before turning back to Kaori. "I knew you were after him."

"Y-you're misunderstanding the situation," Kaori stuttered, but she still didn't let go of Touma. "I was just helping him as he stumbled."

"A likely story."

"I really did stumble," Touma reassured her. "I'm not feeling that well. I know I was trying to do something important…" He trailed off as he looked around. Misaki and Kaori had him pinned between them, but it looked like he was in a rather comfortable position.

"I believe you," Misaki told him. "But I don't trust this harlot."

"H-harlot?" Kaori stammered. "I told you…"

"You are still embracing him tightly!"

"So are you!"

"AH! Waz are yuh duing to Thouma," a drunken girl's voice called out.

"Looks like one of the top girls has entered the battle," Motoharu whispered, zooming in on Mikoto. "It's Mikoto Misaka, the third rank level 5, longtime rival with Shokuhou-san over Kami-yan's affection. She's known to be a huge tsundere, who has only just recently begun to open up... Judging by her voice, she's completely wasted. I wonder what is going to happen next, because with Kami-yan, anything is possible."

"Hey Miko-chan," Touma said turning to look at her. He paused to look at her red and black outfit with small devil wings, the Little Devil Flirting Maid outfit. In a lot of ways, it was similar to the Spirit Maid outfit Misaki was wearing, though Mikoto's modest chest wasn't nearly as prevalent, even with having her shoulders revealed. "Oh yea, I wanted to tell you something…"

"Whi hazn't chuu hung out wit meh lik tat," Mikoto complained, tearing up. "Az I thought, chuu preferz big boobz!" She burst into tears.

"Holy shit…" Motoharu muttered shocked. "She's so cute when she's drunk. This is an entire different level than before. I don't think even the Harem King is immune, look, he's making his move."

Touma was obviously in a similar mind set, as he broke free from Kaori's and Misaki's grasps. They seemed to be in shock of Mikoto's reaction too. He ran up to Mikoto and hugged her tightly. She opened her eyes and appeared to have stopped crying. "Come on Miko-chan, size isn't everything. Small ones have their own unique appeal. Each size is different but they all have their good points."

"Reely?" she sniffed.

"Would I lie to you," Touma said smiling.

"No," Mikoto admitted, hugging him back.

"Damn" Motoharu muttered, as the camera zoomed in. "Kami Disease is so strong under the effects of alcohol. It's making him smooth with the ladies. Oh, trouble's brewing…."

"Then you should go with my size," Lessar announced jumping on his back. Evidently, she had regained consciousness. "Not overly big, but still plenty for you." Touma stumbled and broke his contact with Mikoto.

"I told you no," Itsuwa said, pulling Lessar off him. She too had obviously regained consciousness. "Are you alright Kamijou-kun?" Touma nodded. "That's good…"

"Why don't you just wait your turn?" Lessar asked her. "Just because he would have more fun with me, even with your choice of clothing and obsessive chest, you…"

"O-Obsessive" Itsuwa stammered. "They are perfectly sized for me."

"Better than this harlot who tries to steal other girl's men," Misaki said, pointing to Kaori. "At least Lessar-san is honest with her intentions."

"I-I told you it wasn't like that," Kaori protested.

"Wat?" Mikoto asked. "Shesh afterz Thouma too?"

"Yea," Misaki confirmed and the two girls turned toward Kaori, their eyes flashing dangerously. A moment later they both began to berate Kaori while she tried desperately to defend herself.

"This is the most common flaw of harems that get to large," Motoharu said to the camera. "When the girls are unable to be with the main hero, they begin to start fighting. It looks like sub groups have formed, Lessar versus Itsuwa, and Mikoto and Misaki versus Nee-chin. It's up to Kami-yan to smooth things over, but will he be able to? Knowing him, he needs another couple of girls to balance out the groups."

"Can't we all just get along?" Touma asked them.

"No!" For the first time, they were all in sync. It must have been the alcohol and adrenaline flowing through their veins to make them forget what their primary objective was. Touma took a step back and rubbed his head. He obviously wasn't feely well, combination of alcohol and people yelling, and turned around to sit down on the sofa chair. He leaned back and looked up the ceiling, his eyes slowly closing.

"Are you alright Touma," a soft voice asked. His eyes opened and he turned his attention to the girl.

"Looks like Ruiko Saten has entered the fray," Motoharu announced softly. "With everyone else distracted, she has a clear field to score some points and level up. When the alphas fight, the betas get a chance to shine."

"Just tired and I have a headache," Touma told Ruiko. He eyed her up and down. She was wearing a normal black and white maid uniform, and was holding a stack of clothes in her hand. While the maid outfit wasn't revealing, like many of the others had, it had something to cause Touma to stare at her a little longer then he did the others.

"Saten-san seems to have attracted the Harem King's attention," Motoharu commented, amusement evident in his voice. "You know, there's something about her wearing a normal uniform like that. She really shines in it. Wait… dang… it's affecting me too. Is this a start of a female Kami-yan?"

"What's with the pile of clothes?" Touma asked.

"Well," Ruiko explained. She might have sobered up slightly, as her words were no longer slurring. "We were outside and a nun tripped, dropping several drinks on me. All my clothes got soaked completely even my…. Well, just say I had nothing dry anymore. She apologized and pushed me into the hotel were they gave me this set of dry clothes to wear." She sighed. "I told them I could have just gone upstairs to change, but they didn't listen. I was going to take my clothes to the washing machine," she motioned to the clothes on top, "and they asked if I could take a couple of other things too." She looked over at the others. "I'll be back in a minute if you want to talk."

"Sounds fun," Touma answered and Ruiko beamed at him. She turned and started to move faster than she should have, causing her to stumbled. Her clothes, on the top of the pile, fell to the ground and, with her hands full, she wasn't able to pick it up. "I got it," he told her, and picked up her clothes.

"Thanks," Ruiko said sincerely. "Just throw them on, I'll be right back." Touma nodded and tossed her pants and shirt on the pile. She ran off a moment later. He turned to sit back down, but bent over to pick up an item he noticed he had missed. He turned to give it to Ruiko, but she was already gone. He shrugged and sat back down.

"Heeey Kamijou," Frenda said, as she jumped up on the back of his chair. Touma looked up to see her smiling face.

"Haven't seen you in a while Frenda," Touma told her. "Where have you been?"

"Basically, I was interested in meeting people," Frenda exclaimed. "And then everyone started talking about maids and swimsuits. I heard the third and fifth talking about it too, and I knew Mugino couldn't lose to them. It took a while, but I found an outfit for her."

"Huh, really?" Touma asked. He apparently hadn't been listening. He was being distracted by all the other girls still arguing, not too far from him. Frenda frowned at his nonchalant answer.

"Here she comes now," Frenda pointed. Touma turned to look in the direction she was pointing. His jaw dropped. Motoharu quickly turned the camera in the same direction.

"Damn..," Motoharu muttered. "Kami-yan, you unbelievable lucky b#$&^%. A new alpha female has entered the mating lair and seems to be ready to dominate." Shizuri was walking toward Touma, in a white and black Gothic maid outfit. It wasn't revealing like the Angel, Little Devil, or Spirit maid outfits but, like when she wore the swimsuit, she emitted an aura of confidence and filled it out well. There really was a difference between high school girls and middle school girls. She walked up boldly to Touma and stared down at him for a moment, before leaning down, until her face was close to his.

"Someone had to show these brats how to wear an outfit," she told him. "Don't you agree I look better than them?"

"Umm… er…" Touma stammered, trying to find the right words.

"I take it as a yes," Shizuri said, smirking. "Frenda wanted to wear something special for you, but couldn't find anything. Really, you two just need to go up into a room together."

"MUGINO!" Frenda whined.

"Anyway," Shizuri said, ignoring her. "Since all of them," she motioned to the girls fighting and oblivious to them, "are obviously busy and everyone outside is asleep. Want to come upstairs with Frenda and me? I'm sure we can find something to do, even if you pretend to be tired." Frenda's eyes widened and her face turned red, but she didn't protest. Instead, she looked away, unable to face either of them.

"Bam," Motoharu said. "Mugino-san is going for a sure fire one hit KO. Will it be enough to break the dense shell of Kami-yan, or will she need to go even furth…" He was interrupted before he could finish his comment.

"Ghet awaysh fom him," Mikoto demanded, noticing Shizuri's advances. The other girls turned to see who she was referring too.

"Ah," Lessar cried. "She tried to get him when we were distracted."

"You're sneakier then I thought," Misaki said, glaring. "Why don't you just admit you're after him?"

"Sure why not," Shizuri said shrugging. "Frenda and I are going to take him, regardless of what you all do. So why not just run along before someone gets hurt?" Mikoto's and Misaki's mouths fell open. They obviously didn't expect her to go right out and admit it.

"And Mugino-san has made a bold declaration of war," Motoharu announced. "This is sure to cause waves in the harem. If Kami-yan doesn't do something soon, this could get messy."

"It sounds like you consider him property," Itsuwa accused.

"He is my property," Shizuri declared broadly, smirking simultaneously.

"He's no one's property," Kaori told her.

"Weren't you called a Saint?" Frenda asked her. "Basically, you look like a succubus." Shizuri gave her a slight nod at the insult.

"W-what?!" Kaori gasped in shock.

"Ai wonch leth you half him," Mikoto told her, as she begun to spark slightly.

"Looking for a fight in the middle of the hotel?" Shizuri asked. "Sounds fun, but don't blame me for the collateral damage." A green orb appeared on either side of her.

"If it's a fight you want," Lessar said, cracking her knuckles. "I'll be happy to oblige…" She trailed off and look to her right. Everyone else turned to see what she was staring at. Touma had stood up and started walking across the hotel lobby. He was staggering slightly, until he was standing on one of the large blankets the nuns had placed. He laid down, spreading out his arms and legs, and promptly fell asleep. All the girls stared at him for a moment, before they burst out laughing. The sheer absurdity of his actions appeared to have caused all of them to forget the animosity between each other. A couple of them staggered, alcohol kicking in, and yawned.

Mikoto and Misaki were the closest to Touma and managed to get to him first. They immediately positioned themselves next to him. Shizuri frowned but decided to lay against Touma's leg, while Frenda took the other. Itsuwa and Kaori took positions near Touma's head. Lessar crossed her arms in annoyance, before crawling on top of him. All of their eyes were glazed over and had red faces. Motoharu stood up and was about to get closer, when a movement forced him back to his hiding spot. The camera zoomed in on Agnese, as she emerged from a hallway. "Looks like someone was watching the entire thing too," Motoharu said. "That's Agnese, a nun here in England. She also likes our hero."

"You guys seem like such a fun group," she yawned. She looked around and then crawled into the pile of girls around Touma.

"Touma?" Index's voice rang out across the silent room and the camera zoomed in on Index. She staggered into the lobby and looked around. She bumped into a couch, and then into a table. "Touma?" she called out again. "I'm tired. Where are you?" She nearly tripped on Kaori and she looked down at Touma surrounded by girls. For a moment, a dark aura engulfed her, Touma twitched slightly, but then then aura disappeared. Index's head drooped slightly and she got down onto the floor and snuggled up between Misaki and Kaori. She was fast asleep only seconds later.

"And here I thought…" Motoharu started to say, but stopped when Ruiko reentered the lobby. The camera zoomed onto her confused face, as she looked around. She didn't see everyone sleeping on the floor.

"Did everyone go to bed already?" Ruiko asked out loud. "I was hoping we could do shumthin…"she couldn't stifle a yawn. "Maybe it's not such a bad idea." She took a couple steps past a couch before she noticed the pile of girls on the floor, and Touma nestled snuggly in between them all. "No, I'm too late. There's no room next to him." She looked at everyone closely, and then looked around the room. "Shirai-san isn't here sooo…" She grinned and moved to the other side of Mikoto. Ruiko snuggle up next to Mikoto and fell asleep.

"Looks like the battle for dominance has been postponed," Motoharu said, standing up and bringing the camera closer to girls. His voice got quiet, as he continued, and slowly moved the camera over everyone, before ending on Touma. "This documentary is one of the first clearly recorded observations of Kami the Harem King. You saw how he quickly diffused his harem's argument into getting them to sleep with him. He knew he couldn't break up their argument by trying to jump in, so he drew their attention away from each other and onto him. By falling asleep, he nonverbally informed them he didn't approve of their argument. They fell for it hook, line, and sinker. The amount of experience he received must have upped his level by at least five. The excitement has finally died down and I will be signing off until next…" He stopped when Touma muttered something.

"MIko-chan…" he said sleepily.

"Yesh?"

"It's after midnight. Happy birthday."

"Yur te besh…," she replied, a smile on her face, before going into a deep sleep.

"Damn Kami-yan," Motoharu whispered. "Even asleep your skills are god like." The camera shut off.

---

"So," Motoharu said, turning off the camera. "Was it everything you hoped and dream it was?" His grin was plastered onto his face as he watched Touma's reaction.

Touma had been watching in stunned silence, his brain barely being able to process what he just saw. The conversations involving Accelerator and Jason were pretty interesting to him. Accelerator's pretty mellow when he's drunk. Though, looks like a couple girls are into him, from both sides. Jason's still about the same, well, before he passes out. Uiharu and Kuroko's conversation though… Jason probably shouldn't hear that ever. He buried his face in his hands after observing the scene in the hotel lobby. Lessar acted exactly like normal, bold and not embarrassed to mention anything sexual. Itsuwa actions surprised him. He had always thought she was just normally a helpful and friendly person, but after seeing the tape, he realized she had feelings for him. This is going to make things awkward when I see her. His ears burned when he remembered the revealing swim suit she was wearing, which really advertised her beauty.

Then there was the issue with Kaori. When he saw her stop Lessar and Itsuwa, he was grateful, but couldn't understand why she was wearing the outfit. She looked amazing in it. When he saw himself stumble into her chest, he felt a sense of dread, thinking he was going pay dearly. He didn't expect her to embrace him against her chest. Why can't I remember that? He was feeling a lot of conflicting emotions. If he thought about it, Kaori was his perfect dream girl. She was older, kind, caring, smart, and was quite beautiful. He looked up to her and respected her greatly, especially how much Kaori cared about her friends, like Index. Motoharu's comments made him think Kaori might have feelings for him, but he knew that couldn't be true. It must have been the alcohol magnifying her caring nature. She could have anyone she wants. I'm just a normal high school student.

He was actually use to Misaki's and Mikoto's antics, since he knew they both liked him. He felt bad about not giving either of them a proper answer, but he had a lot of conflicting emotions in his chest. His main reason was he was afraid if he chose one, his friendship with the other would end. He liked having both of them as friends. Finding out more girls might like him was just making things more complicated. He couldn't believe the embarrassing nicknames he called them while he was drunk. He was really surprised Mikoto didn't shock him for calling her that, because she always seemed to hate people calling her nicknames. Only Kuroko was able to do it on a regular basis. His face burned as his thoughts traveled to the costumes they wore. He really wasn't sure who wore theirs better. Misaki might have had better physical proportions, but seeing Mikoto in the devil outfit really had an impact on him. Damn, she is so cute the way she talks when she's drunk. I almost had a nosebleed.

Then there was Ruiko. Normally, she dragged people like Kazari and Mikoto into things with her but, when she was drunk, she seemed to be doing what other's asked. Touma didn't want to admit it, but he felt Motoharu's narrating was on point with her. Even wearing a normal, nonrevealing, maid uniform, she had this dazzling aura around her. Touma really didn't know how to put it, but it was just like the nurse outfit she wore. The outfits felt like they belonged on her. Shizuri was similar, but instead of dazzling aura, it was more sophisticated and adult like one. She is really attractive. If she didn't have the… attitude… from working in the dark side of Academy City, she could easily be the most popular level 5.

"Day dreaming of your time with all the girls?" Motoharu asked, waving his hand in front of Touma's face. Touma realized Motoharu had still been talking, but he hadn't been paying attention. "Are you finally ready to admit you have a harem?"

"I don't have a harem," Touma denied vigorously. "I'll admit some of them do have feelings for me, if it will make you happy."

"Some of them?" Motoharu winked at him and Touma replied with a glare.

"I'm just glad nothing really bad happened," Touma sighed. "When I woke up next to them all, couldn't remember what happened, and found myself holding a girl's underwear, I thought I might have done something unforgiveable."

"Is that why you are still holding onto them?" Motoharu asked, pointing to the purple panties that Touma was clutching tightly in his hands.

"Ah!" Touma exclaimed and dropped them on the bench. "I forgot I still had them."

"Sure you did," Motoharu said grinning.

"I'm not a pervert like you and Aogami," Touma told him, and then he sighed. "How am I going to give it back to her?"

"You could sneak it into their room before they wake up?" Motoharu suggested.

"That's… not a bad idea actually," Touma admitted, thinking. "It would be easier than trying to give it back to her directly."

"You might be too late though," Motoharu told him, turning around.

"Why?"

"Everyone is getting up," Motoharu informed him, throwing his thumb back to the hotel. Touma turned around and looked through the hotel window. He saw movement in the lobby. Kaori had stood up, look down at herself, and then disappeared. She literally disappeared with her Saint speed, which Touma was not able to follow with his eyes. "It looks like she's embarrassed." Motoharu laughed. Touma took the opportunity to grab the camera out of Motoharu's hands, while he was distracted. He popped out the memory card, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with his foot. "Really? Jason is going to be pissed."

"I'll pay it back," Touma said. "I'm not letting you have that tape to embarrass my friends. I'll have to apologize to them all for destroying the pictures at the beach."

"Always worried about others," Motoharu said, with a huge grin. "I had brought that memory card and used it. All the pictures from earlier are still up in our room. I also made backups in case you tried something like that. That documentary was too important to risk losing it and you are ten years too early to out think me."

"I hate you," Touma sighed defeated.

"Cheer up Kami-yan," Motoharu told him, putting his arm around his shoulder. "Let's enjoy the girl's confusion after they all wake up." Touma sighed, realizing any arguing was going to be pointless, and allowed Motoharu to direct him back toward the hotel.

"I am so glad I was not there when they woke up," Touma muttered, glad he had least a tiny shred of luck. He and Motoharu peaked through the window, as the other girls woke up. It seemed when Kaori had woken up, the movement caused a chain reaction. They girls looked confused at where they were, but quickly started pointing at each other's outfit. Itsuwa, Agnese, Ruiko, and Mikoto seemed to be the most embarrassed and rush up to their rooms. Misaki seemed to be interested in her outfit, but she too headed upstairs. Shizuri hit Frenda, hard, on the head and dragged her upstairs. Index woke up and looked around, before heading toward the door that led outside. Touma quickly grabbed the underwear and shoved it into his pocket. I don't think I could explain that to her right now.

"Touma!" she cried weakly when she noticed him. "What happened last night? Ow, my head hurts." She walked up to him and laid down on the bench. "It feels like that one time at Last Order's apartment."

"Someone must have accidently added alcohol to the drinks," Touma told her. "It seems like everyone was affected by that."

"Who would be so mean?" Index moaned.

"I guess they just didn't know what they were pouring," Motoharu said. He had a pretty good idea who did it. A group of girls started laughing loudly and Touma and Motoharu turned to see what the commotion was about. They recognized Accelerator standing up, wiping at his face with his hands, while Worst rolled on the ground with laughter. Several other girls, including Bayloupe, Floris, and Last Order were also laughing. "I guess he found out what Worst did."

"Looks like it," Touma muttered, as they watched Accelerator turn and try to catch Worst, who was running away. "I have to admit, not many people would be brave enough to do that. Want to see if Jason's awake?"

"Sure."

"I'm going to wait here," Index told him and Touma patted her head reassuringly. Motoharu grinned, but didn't say anything. They walked over to the table Kuroko and Kazari were sitting at. Both of them were awake, but clutching their head. It was the same scene all along the tables on either side of them. The nuns had obviously been drinking a lot, unaware it was alcoholic. Jason, however, was still sprawled out on the grass, sound asleep.

"He's not a morning person is he?" Motoharu asked Touma.

"Not on his days off," Touma told him and walked up to Jason. Touma prodded him with his foot. "You okay?"

"I swear Touma…" Jason mumbled and turned over on his side. "If you wake me… with your harem antics… I'm throwing you out the window…." He obviously was not going to get up.

"He's such a slacker," Kuroko muttered, still clutching her head. "Someone make the pounding stop."

"What happened last night?" Kazari asked. She was also holding her head, but seemed to be slightly more alert than Kuroko.

"Someone must have accidently served alcohol," Touma told her.

"Your voice is so loud ape," Kuroko complained. "Who would do something so stupid?"

"Jason," Kazari told him. "You need to get up." Jason muttered something incoherent.

"I'll get him up," Motoharu told them. He walked over to Jason and leaned down next to him. "You just need to know what to say." He grinned and said loudly. "Shirai-san is teleporting Uiharu-san's clothes off." Those words provoked a response and Jason sat up immediately.

"What?" Jason asked, then groaned and grabbed his head. "Arg, what the… Did someone serve us all alcohol, it feels like a hangover."

"How do you know what a hangover feels like?" Motoharu asked him interestingly.

"Shut up," Jason growled, as he stood up slowly and sat down on the bench next to Kazari. He still was clutching his head.

"Serves you right," Kuroko told him.

"Thanks for caring so much," Jason told her, leaning up against Kazari, who leaned back against him. "You okay?" he asked her.

"Just a bad headache," Kazari said and Jason wrapped his arm around her.

"Where's onee-sama and Saten-san?" Kuroko asked, looking around.

"I saw them head up to their rooms a little while ago," Touma told her.

"Onee-sama," Kuroko declared, standing up. "I can't let you suffer the pain of a hangover by yourself… ouch." She had stood up to fast and the pain in her head doubled. She was forced to sit back down or risk collapsing. "She better be fine ape," she growled at Touma.

"I'm sure she's fine," Motoharu interrupted, Touma before he could say anything. "She was just a little red." He snickered.

"Shut up idiot," Touma hissed at him. Kuroko looked at them suspiciously, before looking up.

"Onee-sama!" Kuroko yelled out, as Mikoto made her way toward them, with Ruiko and Misaki close behind her. Jason and Kazari clutched their heads as she yelled, along with several other nearby nuns. Mikoto flinched slightly too, but she was far enough away to avoid the worst of it.

"Keep your voice down," Mikoto told Kuroko, as she rubbed her head. Her eyes were slightly blood shot and she looked like she was in pain.

"What happened last night?" Ruiko asked them, she didn't look any better.

"Someone accidently gave everyone some strong alcohol," Touma told them. "We don't know who though. Everyone's just started to wake up."

"How come you two don't seem to be suffering," Jason asked.

"From what I was told," Touma answered. "The alcohol was infused with magic, so it could be stored easier, before being mixed with water to serve a large number of people. That's why it was so strong for everyone."

"Ah then your hand negated it as it spread through your body," Jason finished. "Makes sense, lucky b#$%&^$."

"What about you?" Ruiko asked Motoharu.

"I recognized alcohol was in my drink," Motoharu told her and shrugged. "I didn't drink any. I figured it was a mistake, but didn't realize it was so potent." Touma frowned slightly at his explanation, knowing he was lying through his teeth.

He didn't tell anyone, because he wanted to watch.

"Uh Shokuhou-san," Kazari asked. "You have been really quiet. Are you okay?"

"Oh," Misaki said looking at her. By the look on her face and the fact she was rubbing her head, she was also feeling the effects of a hangover, but she also appeared distracted, like she was thinking. "None of us remembered what happened, but when we woke up…."

"Please don't talk about that," Mikoto pleaded, turning bright red.

"What happened?" Kuroko asked curiously, and Touma began to dread the direction the conversation was heading. "When I woke up it was just use three." She gestured to Jason and Kazari. "We were then joined by those two." She pointed to Touma and Motoharu.

"We were in the lobby," Misaki told Kuroko, as she took a seat. "We all woke up next to each other, someone had set up blankets. The alcohol would explain why we don't remember what happened or why we were wearing those outfits…"

"Outfits?" Motoharu asked, feigning curiosity while ignoring Touma's glares. "What do you mean?"

"I was wearing a pink and white fairy outfit," Misaki told him, but was looking at Touma. I should show him it sometime. She thought the outfit was really cute, but normally wouldn't have shown it to anyone except Touma. She was surprised Touma wasn't near her, since she thought she vaguely remembered seeing him. "I vaguely remember finding it, but not sure what happened next. Misaka-san here was wearing a black and red devil outfit." Misaki grinned mischievously. "It really suited you."

"Be quiet," Mikoto snapped, while Kuroko's eyes grew wide and then glazed over, as she imagined it. Mikoto was mortified by the outfit. It was so revealing, compared to what she normally wore, and she hated wearing really girly clothes like that. It was one of the reasons she preferred shorts under her skirts. She preferred simple and comfortable clothes. She had no idea what happened, but she was relieved none of the guys saw her. Motoharu, Jason, and Accelerator might have let her off with just a little teasing, but she felt like she would have died if Touma saw her.

"I was wearing a maid outfit too," Ruiko said, narrowing her forehead as she thought about it. "But I don't know why."

"I seemed to remember you getting a lot of drinks spilt on you," Kazari told her.

"Oh," Ruiko said, raising an eyebrow. "I guess that explains why I was missing my…. Er, never mind." She wasn't going to mention the embarrassing article of clothing she was missing, especially in front of the guys. If it was just the girls, she might have told them. She purposely avoided the looks from Kazari and Kuroko, and instead focused on Misaki and Mikoto.

"Speaking of which," Mikoto said, her eyes spotting Accelerator chasing Worst around and causing her to smile. "What did you do yesterday? We know where everyone else was." Touma felt the sweat form as everyone's faces turned toward him. He could feel Motoharu laughing at him silently, and Jason raised an eyebrow, he knew something happened too.

"Well," Touma said thinking fast. Make something up, anything. "I actually don't remember much either. I just woke up earlier than others, most likely, as Jason said, because of my hand."

"He was pretty wasted," Motoharu grinned, and slapped Touma on the back. For once, he was planning to help Touma out of the jam, because of all the entertainment value he had already received. "But he mostly just slept…" He stopped because Touma had staggered forward from the surprise blow. His head was still hurting, and he tripped and fell. Touma quickly stood back up, but everyone else was staring at the ground. When Touma had tripped, something happened.

The panties he had stuffed in his pocket had fallen onto the ground.

Everyone was silent as they looked at it. I am so dead now. How am I going to explain this?

"Touma?" Ruiko asked, breaking the silence. "Why do you have my…?"

"So you were there," Misaki said. "I knew you had to be, but are you really into girl's panties? You could have just asked me."

"Here take mine!" Lessar declared, jumping on Touma's shoulders and shoving her striped underwear into his other hand. "Now you have something to remember me by. I didn't realize you were so kinky." She had been listening and chose the perfect time, according to her logic, to enter the conversation.

"Lessar?" Touma asked bewildered, stunned by the surprise attack. "What are you…. No wait…. I don't want…" He suddenly felt a shiver down his spine as he turned toward Mikoto. She had a vein throbbing in her head and the corner of her mouth was twitching.

"How much do you remember?" Mikoto asked.

"Mikoto," Touma said holding out a hand. "There's no need to…"

"How much?" she demanded and everyone else took several steps back.

"Uh…" was the only word he was able to utter, and it was enough for her to understand. The sound of crackling electricity was the only thing heard followed by a loud scream.

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The nuns were finishing cleaning up the aftermath of the party, but Touma wasn't able to help. He was prostrating himself on the floor in the hotel lobby in front of the girls. Accelerator had noticed the explosion and came to investigate, along with Worst. Motoharu had given him a brief rundown and he and Worst couldn't stop laughing for several minutes. Index also heard what happened, but wasn't nearly as amused. Touma still had the bite marks to prove it. He spent a good fifteen minutes explaining everything he saw from the video and the fact he destroyed the memory card. He did conveniently forget to mention Motoharu made copies though.

"I understand," Ruiko told him, helping Touma to his feet. "Thanks for explaining. I know you aren't the type to do something like that."

"I might have… overreacted," Mikoto muttered, embarrassed at her outburst.

"Might?" Misaki asked her, disapproval in her voice.

"You luck is as bad as usual," Jason commented.

"But now you get to imagine the brats in those outfits forever," Accelerator laughed, causing Mikoto and Ruiko to turn red.

"I don't mind," Misaki said, putting a finger up to her cheek, eyes sparkling.

"Don't you dare imagine onee-sama you ape," Kuroko told him. "Only I get to imagine it."

"Don't you imagine it either," Mikoto said, hitting her on the head.

"Toumaaa!" Index said dangerously, and Touma felt like he was about to receive another round of injuries. Luckily, he was saved by Last Order.

"Look! MISAKA shouts as MISAKA points to the door. Komoe-sensei is back MISAKA explains quickly." Everyone turned and saw their short, pink haired, teacher enter the building, looking incredibly worried and upset.

"Komoe-sensei," Touma, Motoharu, and Jason all called out waving. Komoe looked up and made a beeline straight toward them. When she got close, they saw tears in her eyes.

"I was so worried about you all," Komoe said through the tears. "After the terrorists attacked London, I feared the worst. The English military evacuated everyone to safe locations, but they wouldn't tell me what happened to you all."

"Terrorists?" Touma whispered, aware everyone else was listening too, as Last Order and Index ran forward to console her.

"Official story of what happened," Motoharu told him. "I saw it on the news this morning. They could hardly say the princess caused the massive destruction of England."

"And then," Komoe continued, sniffing slightly, "After everyone was free to leave, they kept me back." She was silent for a moment then burst out, half angrily and half upset, "They didn't believe I was an adult, even after I showed them my ID. They said I had to stay back until my parents arrived. They finally called in and confirmed I was an adult." Everyone, except Last Order, Index, and Kazari, had to work hard to conceal their grins. Komoe wiped her eyes and smiled. "I am glad you are all okay and the trouble is over. I'm going up stairs to change." She left after giving each one of them a hug, even Accelerator, who looked like he didn't want to be there. After she left, Itsuwa waved to them from the kitchen and Ruiko nodded in response.

"Misaka-san," Ruiko said. "Can you help me for a moment upstairs? For some reason, one of the electrical locks on my suitcase seems to be malfunctioning. Can you help me with it?"

"Sure," Mikoto said, and they both headed up stairs. As soon as they were out of fight, Kuroko turned to them all, as Itsuwa approached them.

"Ok," Kuroko told them. "Saten-san is distracting onee-sama so we can get everything for her party. Itsuwa-san, is the cake ready?"

"Yep," Itsuwa told her. "Just finished and Agnese is moving the tables in the back as we speak."

"It's Sparky's birthday?" Lessar asked. "Oh, I know just what she would like."

"Great," Kuroko replied, turning back to the others. "Go get your gifts and set them outside quick." She glared at Touma. "As much as I don't like it, she would be upset if you didn't get her a gift. You did get her one, didn't you?"

"Yes," Touma nodded, glad his gift was safely upstairs and wasn't on him during the excitement. With my luck, it would be shattered into a million pieces.

"Yay MISAKA cheers as MISAKA looks forward to revealing her present."

"What's this about a party?" Shizuri asked, entering the lobby. She appeared slightly tired, but seemed to be looking just like she would have on a normal day. Frenda, Saiai, and Rikou were right behind her.

She cleans up well, Touma thought. You couldn't even tell she had been drinking yesterday.

"It's onee-sama's birthday," Kuroko told her.

"We don't have a present," Shizuri said, yawning slightly. "Shame." Kuroko glared at her. She didn't really care for Shizuri and her friends because of the way they acted toward Mikoto. Out of all of them, Rikou was the most quiet and seemed to avoid the conflicts, the rest seemed to relish in it.

"But you should come anyway," Misaki told them sweetly. "I'm sure she would enjoy have the pleasure of your company." Everyone looked at her, slightly surprised, but Shizuri and Accelerator knew the truth. Misaki knew Mikoto didn't like Shizuri, so it was just entertaining for her to have them together.

"I love parties," Frenda said excitedly. "But it's so bad to show up to one without a present. I have to get her something later to make up for it."

"I super don't have anything better to do," Saiai said, her hands behind her head. She glanced over at Accelerator, who raised an eyebrow at her. She quickly looked away.

"…I would enjoy cake…" Rikou added.

"Fine," Shizuri sighed. She didn't have any real reason to refuse, except just not liking Mikoto, but the rest of her team enjoyed parties.

"Let's do this quick," Kuroko told them all. "I don't know how long Saten-san can keep her occupied."

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Mikoto sighed, as she and Ruiko walked back downstairs. She felt like Ruiko was purposely keeping her up in their room. When Mikoto examined her suitcase lock, it appeared to be working fine, even though Ruiko seemed surprise it was working. Then Ruiko seemed to be missing her phone and they started tearing apart the room looking for it, until they found it in her suitcase. Ruiko was apologizing for wasting her time, even though Mikoto wasn't really upset. They entered the empty lobby, surprised no one was there, and went out back.

"Surprise!"

Mikoto was greeted by everyone sitting at two tables pushed together. Kuroko, Touma, Jason, Kazari, Frenda, Index, Last Order, Itsuwa, Agnese, Motoharu, Lessar, and Komoe were the ones who actually shouted out and sounded excited. Misaki said it too, but was more subdued. Accelerator, Worst, Shizuri, Saiai, and Rikou were also there, but they didn't appear to be as excited like the others. Mikoto turned to Ruiko, "So you were the distraction?" Mikoto couldn't keep the smile off her face.

"Someone had to," Ruiko replied, also grinning. "Now why don't you go open you're your presents then we can have cake for breakfast." They both laughed and Mikoto sat down. Naturally, Kuroko was the first to present her present.

"Open mine first onee-sama," Kuroko said excitedly.

Mikoto stared at box decorated with gold wrapping paper. It looked innocent, but she knew Kuroko well enough to be skeptical. "You remember what I told you about trying to give me something perverted, right?"

"Er…" Kuroko responded, avoiding eye contact. That was the warning flag for Mikoto and she unwrapped the present, but then carefully opened the corner of the box to peek inside. She closed the box immediately and glared at Kuroko, who was whistling innocently.

"KUROKO!" Mikoto yelled, her face turning crimson. "There's no way I could wear these."

"But you need more feminine clothes," Kuroko protested.

"There's a big difference between feminine and this," Mikoto told her. Jason and Motoharu were cracking up, and Misaki was not concealing her grin at all. Touma, Ruiko, and Kazari knew Kuroko long enough to realize what she must have gotten Mikoto. Index, Last Order, and Komoe didn't and were slightly confused about Mikoto's reactions. While Mikoto was distracted, Frenda peeked into the box.

"Hey Mugino," she said. "These are almost as erotic as your stuff back home." Shizuri coughed on her water, spun around, and hit Frenda hard on the head. Accelerator actually let out a short bark like laugh, at Frenda's comment and Shizuri's reaction.

This might be more entertaining then I realized, Accelerator thought.

"If you don't want them," Lessar said. "I'll take them. I could use them on someone." Touma felt a shiver down his spine.

"Now I super want to know what's in there," Saiai said, but Mikoto took the box and hid it under her seat to avoid anyone else looking at it.

"Here you go Misaka-san," Kazari said, interrupting everyone and pushing a red present forward. "This is from Jason and me."

"Thanks," Mikoto said and opened it. Unlike Kuroko, she opened it normally, without fear of its contents. She held up a black T-shirt, designed to be off the shoulders. "This is…"

"That's the shirt that got burned awhile back, right?" Kazari asked. "I didn't really get a chance to see it, but Jason was sure that's the same one."

"It is," Mikoto said, giving Kazari a hug. "Thanks, I love it." Then she gave Jason a quick hug.

"I told you she would like it," Kazari told Jason.

"I never said she wouldn't," Jason replied. "But I think the other gift would have been better and more unique."

"What was it?" Motoharu asked.

"It was a full sized…" Jason started to say, but Kazari covered his mouth with her hands.

"Don't tell them," Kazari told him and Jason winked at Motoharu.

"MISAKA wants you to open MISAKA'S gift next MISAKA shouts as MISAKA pushes her present forward."

"Thank you," Mikoto said kindly and unwrapped the green present. She noticed the tag said from Last Order, Accelerator, and Worst but it was all written in Last Order's hand writing. She opened it and pulled out a cute stuffed Gekota doll. "Wow thank you. "It's adorable." She gave Last Order a big hug, and then looked at Accelerator.

"Don't you dare," he growled and Mikoto stuck her tongue out at him.

"Aww," Worst said. "Tou-san is afraid of physical contact."

"Shut up."

"Here you go Misaka-san," Motoharu said, pushing forward an envelope. "I kind of found out last minute about your birthday, so I hope you like it." Mikoto opened it and pulled out a gift card to the mall near Tokiwadai.

"It great," she said. "Thank you."

"Here you go Misaka-san," Misaki said, pushing forward a flatter style box. While she had a rivalry with Mikoto, including their relationship with Touma, she still liked to keep up appearances and giving a gift during someone's birthday was only proper. Mikoto opened it and held up a box of chocolate.

"Thank you Shokuhou-san," Mikoto told her. "These look delicious." She was surprised Misaki gave her a gift, but was more surprised it wasn't just a gag gift. Unless these are spiked with laxatives or something. I should be careful.

"Try not to eat them all at once," Misaki suggested, smiling innocently. "Yu don't want to lose your figure." Mikoto gave her an insincere smile back. That was the Misaki she knew. Shizuri and Accelerator grinned, sensing the tension in the air.

"Open mine next," Ruiko said, pushing a sunshine yellow package at Mikoto. Mikoto opened it and pulled out a small radio. "I remember you saying your last radio got short circuited and the dorms only allowed you up to a certain size. I hope it's within regulation. This one is also supposed to be resistant to electricity, so hopefully it will avoid any accidents."

"The size looks fine," Mikoto said, and gave her a hug. "Thanks, I will definitely use it." She liked to listen to music when studying. The reason her old one broke, was because she woke up one morning in a precarious position, with Kuroko hiding under her sheets. She had accidently let out a larger shock then normal and her radio was fried. She was looking forward to having one again.

"Sorry we don't have a present," Frenda said. "We only just found out it was your birthday. I promise to give you one later."

'It's fine really," Mikoto told her. Maybe Frenda isn't all bad, but she did try to kill me once.

"Here Mikoto," Touma said pushing a blue package toward her. "This is from Index and me." Mikoto looked at it for a moment before opening it. It was a wooden box with intricate designs carved on it. It looked like a jewelry box, and the side of it opened up to reveal a small compartment. When she opened it up from the top though, she couldn't make any sound. It was a music box and a soft pleasant melody reached her ears, but that wasn't what shocked her. Inside were two small figures, one Gekota and one Pyonko. They were moving around in a circle as the music played, almost like they were dancing.

He had to have made this himself, she thought. The music box was obviously store bought, but the figurines wouldn't have come with it. Touma must have gotten them all separately and put them together to suit her tastes. "I love it," she said softly. "Thanks." She heard Shizuri mutter something about it being childish, but Mikoto ignored her. She was too happy to worry about her attitude. She carefully closed the lid and moved it out of the way. She noticed Index wasn't staring at the gift, but rather the cake.

"Open mine Sparky," Lessar told her and pushed a box toward her. "Sorry it's not wrapped, but I was in a hurry to get it."

"Stop calling me that," Mikoto said, slightly annoyed, but opened the present. She pulled out a silk sheet, kind of like a small blanket. "This looks nice."

"You can use it as a blanket," Lessar whispered, so the others couldn't here. "But if you wrap it around your chest while you sleep, it's supposed to help with your bust size."

"W-what…" Mikoto sputtered.

"Up to you Sparky," Lessar laughed and backed away quickly to avoid any accidental discharge.

"Who's ready for cake?" Agnese asked, as she and Itsuwa brought over the cake. It was just a large normal round cake, with 'Happy 15th Birthday' on it and lit candles.

"Don't forget to make a wish," Itsuwa told her and Mikoto grinned. Mikoto blew out the candles, while her friends clapped and sung to her. Being there, surrounded by her friends, having received a lot of great gifts, being overseas on vacation, and having Touma pay attention only to her, she was having one of the best birthdays of her life.

She really didn't have a need for a wish.

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Oh just for fun, special prize to the first person who posts what Jason wanted to give as a present. Hint: Japanese Culture. Not sure what the prize will be, was debating giving them the opportunity to do opening comments next chapter, but that might not work out well. I'm sure we can think of something.

Next chapter will be the last one for Season Two. Couple things have to happen before the leave England.

Motoharu: Nice one Kami-yan. You scored major points with Misaka-san.

Touma: I'm glad she liked it. After what happened that morning, I was worried.

Pierce: Speaking on your harem, I got this letter from Haku Katsuki. He wants to know "If Fukiyose and Himegami join to Kamijou's harem, does it mean Kamijou has a whole set of harem?"

Touma: I don't have a …

Jason: Shush, I want to hear this.

Motoharu: I think we are all on one mind, but I'll let Aogami answer it.

Pierce: It's obviously his set it incomplete. He doesn't even have a cat girl or bunny girl. Those two are essential for a complete collection. While his harem is growing, it's nowhere near complete.

Jason: Hear that Touma, get to work.

Touma: I hate you all.