A/N: Afternoon! I am Master Masa Random; some of you may know me by one of my many pennames that you can find in my profile. Now before I start this fanfic, I'd like to just tell you, I found this anime a couple of years back while looking up an onion dish on Japan's Google. Yep. So on with the fanfic! (I'm sorry if I screw things up…I haven't watched the anime in a while and may have forgotten some things…)

Disclaimer: I don't own Negima or any of the characters except the characters that aren't in Negima, but are in this fanfiction of Negima. You got all that?

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Screwed Up

Masayoshi sighed as the train bumped and jostled him around on his seat, causing the book he was reading to jump around, but he wasn't sighing because of this, he was sighing because he just got some mail that he was to go to some Mahora Campus and meet some Magister Magi in training. He adjusted his round, wire-frame glasses more up to the bridge of his nose, a man seated across from him would only see young Japanese boy wearing the proper student uniform reading a large black-bound book. Of course, with human eyes such as that, he would appear to be a simple Japanese schoolboy, but have someone like the principal of the magic academy look at him, he would see a young magician without a task. So what does the old man decide to do? Make Masayoshi baby-sit that's what.

Masayoshi quickly shut his book, unable to concentrate. He took a quill from his book bag and took a piece of blank parchment out of his book, he quickly wrote a magic circle and let the tip of the quill touch the center, he whispered, "Spiritus ab intra verba emergo." Suddenly everything went super fast, and he smiled as the parchment he wrote on seemed to have been lit on an invisible fire and from the corners, you could see the paper burn, then the sides, then it finally burned to the center until there was nothing left.

Soon the spell wore off, and everything was back in normal time, the man was asleep now. Masayoshi stood up and put the book into the book bag he had slung over his shoulder he went over to the door that would open in a few moments and held his quill in front of his nose smiling, weird how this experiment worked. After Masayoshi was told he was to go to a highly populated school, Masayoshi decided that carrying around his huge staff and remain inconspicuous would be somewhat difficult. So the day before he left he took his favorite feathered quill and his staff and tried to transfer the magical energy from the staff to the quill, amazingly it worked relatively well.

He noticed that the next stop, a town nearby the Mahora Academy, seemed to have a lot of schoolgirls ready to get on the train. They're…not all going to get on are they? Masayoshi turned around to see if the man budged and sweat-dropped when the man was quickly running out of the compartment and into another one about five more down. Oh crap! I got to... then the door opened. Masayoshi quickly tried to get a piece of paper to write down a time-stop spell, but unfortunately he was run over by about two hundred Mahora schoolgirls, Holy shit! This school has a lot of girls! I don't see any male uniforms! Don't tell me this is a- "Ow!" he yelped as someone pushed him into the benches, then his face grew warm as someone fell on his lap.

"Oh hey sorry!" a red-head girl jumped up and to Masayoshi's displeasure a camera she had slung around her neck swung around and smacked across the face. She quickly disappeared into the crowd; Masayoshi was now desperately trying to reach into his book bag and get a piece of paper to escape, his teleportation skills are novice, but he's willing to risk turning into an ermine to escape these girls. But then he felt something odd, something like another magical force… he quickly tried to find the source, but when he thought he almost found it someone hit him over the head with a large object. He fell to his knees, in pain.

By now most of the Mahora campus girls were evenly spread in the compartments, so a large gap was created around Masayoshi, a girl with a wrapped sword slung over her right shoulder approached him, "Who are you?"

Masayoshi felt odd looking into her eyes, she's not quite human…or maybe someone just hit me really hard… he struggled to stand, but he got there. He was a little taller than she was, "I'm Hitodama Masayoshi, I…uh…just transferred here from Tokyo…" As he uttered his last words he regretted talking, a bunch of the girls began talking among themselves, saying things like, "A boy in Mahora?" and "That's a guy right?" and "Who does he think he is?"

Another girl came up to Masayoshi, he recognized her as the one that fell on him, "OK Masayoshi, are you a student?" then she pulled out a notebook and a pen.

Masayoshi was beginning to think that being an ermine wouldn't be so bad, "I... uh… yeah a student. Um…unless I'm in the wrong train…"

The girl quickly jot something down in the notebook that Masayoshi decided would soon be burning in hell, "OK, OK… so um…what school you going to?"

Masayoshi wasn't very good at memory erasing spells, but he was feeling as though the girl's brain cells were worth it, "…Mahora Middle School…" All of the girls eyed him suspiciously.

The girl nodded, "So you're going to an all girls academy?"

Masayoshi's eyes widened, Shit!

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A/N: Heh, there you go! How'd you like that? Oh this isn't a self-insert, I'm just using a cool name that sort of like mine. The last name is just for personality reasons. Masayoshi Hitodama is actually a character from another one of my stories. Loved it, hated it, think I should use it for kindling? Please leave a review and tell me your thoughts. I'll upload immediately after I get done with the next chapter.

Slight Translations:

"Spiritus ab intra verba emergo." – Negi has a spell to unlock his power, why doesn't Masayoshi? The translation would be around "Spirit from within the words emerge."

Masayoshi – A name, that's it; somewhat close to my own: Master Masa Random.

Hitodama – the Japanese Will-o'-Wisp, I thought this would be such a neat name.

Masayoshi's uniform – the commonly worn Gakuran. Think Watanuki from xxxHOLiC.