Title: The Last Dance of the Phoenix
Disclaimer: I don't own Mahou Sensei Negima. All credit goes to Akamatsu Ken.
Chapter 2: Reopened Wound
Konoka Konoe lead the most normal life a girl like her could have. She had friends, a home, school, a loving parent, and hobbies. But one thing she didn't have was a boyfriend. Well she never wanted one, it was her grandfather who insisted and set up countless omiai meetings. Konoka started her day normally, she cooked and ate with Asuna and proceeded to walk the familiar route to school. No, running is more close to the truth. They were late. Again.
"Gah we're late, we're late!" Asuna screamed next to her. She was running alongside Konoka who had skates on. "Takahata sensei won't be happy with this one!"
"So you're at it again?" Konoka giggled. Asuna turned red.
"NO!" She ignored Konoka, which made her giggle more. They boarded a train and waited for it to start off. They watched all the girls babble and prattle on about this and that. Then silence fell on the train. Asuna and Konoka glanced at each other with confused looks on their faces. Then they peeked at what all the other girls were staring at.
There stood a tall, firm 16 year old with jet black hair that looked like it had been through a windstorm and piercing yellow eyes. He had a black suit on and a yellow tie hang from his neck. His face was calm and he was leaning on the wall of the train. Konoka was never before attracted to a man, so this warm feeling that shot up in her was foreign and unwelcome. Asuna on the other hand goggled at the man next to the youth. His hair was snow white and his frosty blue eyes looked amused at the scene before the two. His clothes were more casual than the man next to him. The girls started to eagerly press upon the two before another girl stopped them. She had red hair, a shade darker than Asuna's, and orange eyes that seemed to send warning flares at the congregated mass of female hormones.
"Back away guys these two aren't available." The orange eyed youth growled. Konoka's hands clenched together at these words.
"What so you get both of them? No fair!" Three of the older girls shouted.
"No, I'm their sister and I need to make sure this pervert and womanizer make it out of here in one piece." The two men standing behind her had different reactions. The white haired one smiled charmingly at the girls and this shot their hormones into dangerous levels. The one with black hair palmed his face and muttered an audible comment.
"It's happening again. Why me?" This made the girls desire this hard to get teenage even more so. The white haired man piped up.
"Watch out Beatrix, their getting desperate." He then spread out his arms with a flourish. "I'll satisfy them all!" The girl called Beatrix turned around and punched the man in the gut before he could do anything.
"You're not doing anything, Light." Half of the girls started to call Light's name quite seductively. He smiled for them and the volume increased.
"Come on Phoenix!" Light tapped the other youth on the shoulder. "I'm entertaining my fan club, what about yours?" Phoenix glared at Light. "If you don't I'll tell Nekane you…" He started to whisper into Phoenix's ear. It must have been horrible, because the youth flushed a deep red and muttered back.
"Fine. Just this once." His calm demeanor returned and he smiled with the most innocent smile he could muster. This caused the other half of the girls to go wild and try to barge past Beatrix whilst removing any piece of clothing they could. Konoka could feel herself go hot.
Thankfully, for both Phoenix and Konoka, the train stopped which allowed the three youths to sprint off and round a corner before the mass of hormones chased after them. Konoka frowned as the feeling of warmth left her but she ignored it and started to run towards the school. She emptied her mind of the mysterious youth and went to start her day.
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Phoenix felt half dead by the time he had reached the dean's office. Those mad predators chased the three around the school like there was no tomorrow. Light had tried to 'sacrifice' himself seven times and he had to beg Beatrix from not scorching the pests to oblivion with fire. He was the fastest out of the three and even he was tired. They stumbled into the dean's office and Phoenix collapsed onto the floor panting. Beatrix slumped against a wall and Light sank into a couch and conjured himself a glass of water.
"Ohohoho looks like you met our vivid students." A voice rang out from the back of the room. They all picked up their heads to see a bald man with huge ears. They just nodded before going struggling to regain their breaths. Finally Phoenix recovered first and picked himself up off the floor. He bowed to the old man, swaying a little before clearing his throat and speaking.
"Hello, I am Phoenix Oculus and I believe I have received a teaching post here at Mahora Acadamy along with my brother Light Oculus and my sister Beatrix Oculus." The dean seemed confused.
"Did you say your last name was Oculus?" He asked. Phoenix nodded his head. "But your father is Nagi Springfield, so how…" The dean started to come up with a solution in his mind. Phoenix cut his thoughts.
"Do you know about the legend of the phoenixes?" The dean nodded his head. "It's true." The dean recoiled instantly.
"Th-That would explain your last name." He hit upon yet another realization. "Does that mean you'r-you're-"
"I am Phoenix Oculus also known as The Black Phoenix. You can refer to my siblings as The White Phoenix and The Flame Phoenix. Yes, we are the last of our kind and down to our last life." The dean almost fainted at the information. He wasn't surprised. The White and Flame Phoenix might not bring any attention but his name was infamous and splattered across the bloody pages of history. He was a legend that struck so much horror that only the name Dark Evangel ever came close to competing with his. "I do not mean any harm, and only wish to live out this last life in peace." This calmed the dean down a bit. Then Beatrix assisted him.
"He's changed. Those stories are merely legends, embellished to keep children in their beds at night." The dean then took a deep breath.
"I don't know why all of you took jobs here, but I will make the best of it. Shizuna sensei you can come in." He shouted the last part and a shapely woman came in. Light immediately took interest before Phoenix shot a jolt of lightning at him. Shizuna smiled at the three and gestured them to come this out the door. Light and Beatrix followed and Phoenix signaled them to just wait outside of the door. He turned to the dean.
"Did a woman by the name Sophie Lunate come here about 4 centuries ago?" The dean seemed to think for a moment before nodding her head.
"We have her grave here. But sadly we do not have the grave of the great man who was her husband. They were quite famous, why do you ask?" Phoenix smiled at the man.
"Because Lunate was her maiden name, and she was…my wife." He turned to the door and left a shocked Dean Konoemon in his wake.
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Shizuna sensei chatted with a very happy Light as they walked down the hallway. Phoenix was in the behind them telling Beatrix about his discovery. She seemed shocked then worried. Then they suddenly stopped. "Oh I forgot about this Shizuna exclaimed.
She handed Phoenix a class roaster which he opened. He scanned the faces and stopped dead. No. How? She looked exactly like Sophie. He dropped to his knees. This couldn't be. A reincarnation? Impossible.
"Is something wrong Phoenix san?" Shizuna sensei sounded very concerned but Phoenix ignored her. He rose to his feet shaking and grabbed Beatrix's hand. She recoiled at first but then saw the all too familiar look of pain etched in his features. She let her eyes be guided to the place Phoenix indicated and Beatrix's mouth fell open in shock. Light came over and his face paled at the sight. The three stared at the picture.
Her lush hair and chocolate eyes were identical to Sophie's. Phoenix let one solitary tear run down his face before shutting the class roaster and walking before the group to hide his misty eyes.
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They arrived at the classroom door and Phoenix walked in. He felt something was coming at his head. He flicked his hands and a chalk board eraser missed his head by inches. Light walked in next and managed to float the bucket that fell before snatching out of the air. Beatrix instantly vaporized two suction cup arrows by catching them with her flaming hands. The three walked up to the desk before setting these objects down. The class stared at them. Shizuna sensei spoke up.
"All right class let me introduce three new teachers! This is Phoenix, Light, and Beatrix Oculus." She pointed them out. The class continued to stare. Then they mobbed the three teachers.
"Kya! Do we really get them as teachers!" They started to shoot questions at the three. Shizuna calmed the class down.
"Now, now settle down. Yes they are your teachers, don't crowd them." The class returned to their seats. Phoenix rose and dusted himself off. "Beatrix sensei here will teach history." Beatrix regarded the class with the look of an athlete sizing up competition. In reality she was trying to gauge how many these girls wanted to get into her brothers' pants. The result didn't look too good. "Light sensei will teach chemistry." Light flashed the girls a grin that again aroused their hormones. "And Phoenix sensei will teach English." Phoenix smiled at the girls warmly and this got the same result that Light's grin received. Beatrix stepped forward.
"All right turn to page 7 in your books. We're learning about Feudal Japan. And how the China got their asses kicked by a windstorm." She smiled coyly at Phoenix. Man, she knew how to cheer him up. Phoenix could not suppress a grin.
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So the class had its most hilarious history classes ever. Beatrix should consider being a comedian. So Light was next. "Oh please, for Creator's name, don't become a pervert now." Phoenix thought. To no such luck.
"Well, now we shall all dive in to the great and fascinating topic of chemistry. Chemistry, might want to write this down, is something that happens between a man and woman and can escalate to s-" Phoenix and Beatrix had both punched him at the same time. He flew back into the wall.
"Not that kind of chemistry pervert!" They chorused. Light got to his feet and dusted himself off.
"Oh fine, I'll teach you the boring chemistry. Chemistry is the study of…"
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Finally it was Phoenix's turn to teach. He stepped forward and started to speak.
"Turn to page 12 in your books. Now we see this definition of a metaphor. Since I take you all know what a metaphor is, why won't someone give us an example?" His eyes scanned the room. There were no takers. They were all busy. Busy staring at him. He sighed. This was going to be a long class period.
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So that wraps up the second chapter. Not much to say other than everything that you find confusing will be explained I promise. So 'till next time.