A/N: Well I checked out my reviews today, (Eight in all! Sweet!) and what do I find? Good ol' Jennon-Donnon originally pointed out my biggest mistake for a Japanese-American to make, I misspelled the word Onee-chan, oh woe is me! It's all due to a translation problem from my monkey minions, so from now on Onee-chan will replace Onae-chan. Sorry for all of the confusion! Special thanks to True Serac; I had that same refresh problem when I first started out, weird…
Disclaimer: Don't Own Negima, or anything associated with Negima, except for this fanfic, which I sort of own… sort of.
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Screwed Up
Setsuna leaned on the door, while Masayoshi balanced his quill on his nose. She was slightly red from looking at the boy, not for any feelings for him, but from embarrassment and slight shame, how could I lose against him? How could I mix him up with a demon?
Masayoshi dropped the quill and it landed with a soft clatter, sounding louder from the enclosed space of the room. He flinched, but quickly picked it up, he looked at Setsuna then to the outside window where night was quickly beginning to descend, How long does it take that Mana girl to get to the principal's office and back? Ugh…I feel like I've been here forever! Then Setsuna's cell phone rang.
She quickly stuck her hand in her pocket and fished out the phone, she put it to her ear while Masayoshi listened intently, "Setsuna here. Alright. Yes, I understand. He's still here. Very well. Goodbye." She unlocked the door and stepped to the side, "You can go now."
Masayoshi sweatdropped, "What about that whole 'Masayoshi Hitodama, we must speak to you privately' thing?"
Setsuna's face did not give away her thoughts of decapitating the boy, "You are to leave and retrieve the information you want from another person. Her name is Evangeline A.K. McDowell."
Masayoshi sighed, "Fine fine…which dorm does she stay in?"
Setsuna still showed no emotion, though she was smirking in the inside, "She does not live in a dorm…"
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The Narutaki twins held hands and skipped in front of Negi, who was currently rubbing his temples, why did Konoka-san have to leave? After they finished their ice cream, Mana suddenly appeared and relayed a message to Konoka about meeting with the principal and so Mana and Konoka left.
Fumika had Masayoshi's bag on her right shoulder, oblivious to the fact that it was not hers. Fuka was aware of this, but remained quiet the entire time believing that she and her sister could easily look through it later. The two led Negi back to the grounds and they parted ways, Negi to the teachers' lounge (He had to pick some papers up) and the girls to their dorm, expecting a somewhat upset Masayoshi.
Once they were out of sight from Negi, Fuka pulled her sister over to the nearby bench. Fumika yelled out as her bottom hit the bench, "Ow!"
Fuka put a finger to her lips, "Shh… Fumika! Hurry and grab Masayoshi's book!"
Fumika looked purely foolish, "What? Masayoshi's book?" Fuka sighed and reached into the black book bag, pulling out the thick black-bound book. She shook it twice and laid it gently on the bench, then she kneeled down and put her nose on the bench, her eyes level with the top of the book.
Fumika did the same and they both just stared at the book, but then Fuka gently put her index finger and her thumb on the corner of the cover and slowly opened the book to the first page. The two girls quickly scanned the page, but to their surprise it was blank. Fumika turned to Fuka, "Hey, Onee-chan…what now?"
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Masayoshi looked at the map then back at the small cabin he was in front of. He shook his head fuming, why does that swords girl torment me? I haven't done anything to her! He slowly walked over to the door and knocked ever so gently on the door. It opened almost immediately revealing a very young girl, maybe about ten by her size, with piercing blue-haze eyes, and long blonde hair. "Who are you?"
Masayoshi held his breath, a chill running down his spine as she examined him. He stopped shaking and regained his voice, "I-I'm Masayoshi, I'm supposed to talk to you about something." She looked at his eyes and suddenly Masayoshi's mind began to go over exorcist spells. Why am I suddenly thinking of exorcism?
She smirked, her teeth glinting, "I see. Well come in before I change my mind." She turned around, her black nightgown billowing around her. "Chachamaru! Tea for our…guest." Masayoshi became rigid when he seen who came in wearing a traditional maid's uniform. At a glance it appeared to be a girl, but if you look at her for a bit longer, the girl no longer appears human. It was some sort of robot, posing as a girl.
Evangeline sat down in a large chair nearby the fire, "Well come in, all of the heat will escape if you leave the door open." Masayoshi quickly stooped down to pick up a nice, smooth, flat rock; then he shut the door and kicked off his shoes.
Chachamaru quickly scanned the guest for any weapons, her scanning only came up with a fancy pen, a rock, and an aura of fear, Chachamaru quickly made some English Tea and set a cup down on Evangeline's chair's arm. The other cup made a ringing sound as she set it on the small table near the couch Masayoshi was currently occupying.
Masayoshi hid the rock in his pocket; he examined everything in the room, from his host's cold mocking eyes, to the number of logs she was burning. He just couldn't feel comfortable in this girl's house, it just seemed to be full of something… he looked around, realizing this girl is probably a mage. Over in a hidden room, there were numerous catalysts being made, another room was filled with old books emanating with magic.
Evangeline was somewhat enjoying this boy's fear, he was smart, smarter than other men she met. He hasn't underestimated her, yet has not revealed what he knows. She tilted her head, in his right pocket was a quill, but it was imbued with magic…a lot of magic. He was fiddling with a rock in his hand, the rock was any normal rock, a rare find though, to find one so flat and smooth. She crossed her legs and took a sip of her tea, keep your thoughts to yourself young one, keep trying to put this puzzle together…you'll get it eventually…
Masayoshi smiled, much to Evangeline's surprise. He took out his quill; Chachamaru began to move forward, but stopped when he just began to draw on the rock. Evangeline stared in well-hid confusion; didn't he figure it out by now? What is he doing? Masayoshi obviously finished as he put both his quill and the rock on his lap, "OK then. I think I'm mentally prepared. Please tell me Miss McDowell, of what this is that everyone else seems to know."
Evangeline sighed, I was wrong, he's an idiot. "You were sent here by the Japanese Magical Academy to watch over Negi-sensei, correct? Or, that's at least what they told you."
Masayoshi nodded, Evangeline kept talking, "The real reason why you're here, is to stop an attack on the young magic-users of this school."
Masayoshi snickered, "I'm pretty sure you'll all be alright without me, I'm not a very well trained spell caster."
Evangeline took another sip of her tea, "That may be true, but you're here to act as guardian to Negi…Konoka…and supposedly me." She said the last word with such bitterness Masayoshi flinched.
Masayoshi regained his posture and smiled, "Guardian? Well then why can't a powerful mage such as yourself protect the two of them?"
Evangeline's eyes narrowed, "… I can take care of myself, and could care less about Negi and that old man's granddaughter."
Masayoshi smiled, "OK, I think I'm beginning to piece everything together, but I have one more thing to ask of you."
Evangeline turned her head, "I hope it's not going to waste my time."
Masayoshi stood up and slowly made his way to Evangeline, he put a finger on her chin and she blushed, suddenly seeing Nagi's face in Masayoshi's place. Masayoshi smiled, and he set the rock on her lap. He quickly made his way to the door and left.
Chachamaru quickly went to Evangeline's side, "Master? Are you ill?" She knelt down by Evangeline.
Evangeline shook off her infatuation, "I-I'm fine!" She shook her head, How did he remind me of Nagi? He's nothing like him! Nothing… She stared at the rock on her lap realization hitting her like a physical blow; she picked up the rock, and prepared to throw it out, but stopped herself and held it in her hand as her arm fell limp to her side. Etched onto the stone, encarved with Celtic runes of remembrance was the word "Thousand Master" she threw the rock into the fire and went to her room.
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Masayoshi put his hands behind his head and walked at a leisurely pace back to the twins' dorm, maybe I shouldn't have screwed around with her like that… he shook his head, "Nah, just an innocent heart-reading, not my fault she's infatuated with that one…" He looked at his quill and twirled it around on his fingers, "Of course, those girls had better have gotten the book, can't do much without that…"
He quickly pulled the feather out and as soon as it left the handle, the end of the feather released some sort of glowing purple ink. He then made a magic circle resembling a compass in the air, he tapped it twice and whispered, "Spiritus ab intra Codex, emergo." The circle began to spin, slowly at first then so fast the separate runes became one and like a sort of kaleidoscope they all merged together and he could see the book, it was sitting on a desk, nearby the desk he could see a bed, in the bed was a slumbering Fuka.
Masayoshi smiled as he stuck the feather back into its handle, "Good, seems that it's back in the room." He held the pen above his head "Spiritus ab intra magick, quod est consummatum dissagro!" he slashed down vertically on the circle using his pen, the circle wavered for a moment, and then disintegrated into the night.
When Masayoshi reached the dorm, it was already eleven. Fuka and Fumika were asleep, obviously. Masayoshi quietly shut the door and sat at the desk; he pulled his book over to him and set the point of his pen on the center, it stood straight up, perfectly balanced. He whispered very quietly, nearly inaudible to the book, "Spiritus ab intra Codex, emergo…" then like a bucket of water poured onto etched concrete, from the middle, a blue magic circle appeared, it was a slow, but Masayoshi waited patiently. When the circle reached out and dominated the entire cover of the book, it shook, and then quickly it all seemed to get sucked up by the pen. The pen then stood alone atop of a black bound book. It fell.
Masayoshi sighed, "I never thought this campus would drain me so quickly… well I guess I'll have to keep myself in tip-top magical shape eh?" He sat down on the floor, oddly it felt very comfortable… he drowsed a bit, using his book as a pillow. He smiled wondering just how bad he was going to get it tomorrow…
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A/N: There we have it! This is about double my normal chapter, I guess some people prefer them bigger (Sexual Innuendo?). So for the sake of those people, I have doubled this chapter's size. I prefer to write shorter, sweeter chapters than longer and somewhat dulling. But it's for the readers so I'm not arguing! I hope I did not bore you, from now on, this should get a little better, less explaining, more story. Bonam Noctem!
Slight Translations/Explanations:
Masayoshi's quill – Obviously it has its weak points. His quill has to be refilled with its magical powers when it becomes weak; the equivalent of purchasing new ink for an empty pen. This also explains why Masayoshi fought so terribly, his pen was getting weak, and we all know you can't write a novel with an empty pen.
Onee-chan – Big sister, also a title of affection towards older girls you are familiar with. Onii-san is big brother, they sound very similar. Thanks to Jennon-Donnon.
"Spiritus ab intra magick, quod est consummatum dissagro" – Part real Latin, part my own, this would roughly translate to "Spirit from within thy magic, from which is now complete disintegrate."
Bonam Noctem – Latin for goodnight. At the end of every Negima! episode, there would be a pink square with the words Bonam Noctem in it. So I borrowed it… again.