Chapter 1:

The soft, serine, hum of computers could be heard al around. The faint clicking, as mechanical parts hidden within searched and indexed, told anyone experienced with electronics that the hard drive activated properly. A solitary beep, and her eyes slowly opened. An azure light emanates forth as her optical sensors come online, just before they dull into the normal blue eyes of an average teenager. She blinks once, allowing the auto focus lenses of her optical sensors to adjust. The dimly lit laboratory of Hakase, Satomi registers. A solitary valve releases from somewhere within the gynoid's body. Sensing a presence her head slowly turns to the left seeing her creator and occupant of the lab.

"Self-scan completed. All systems online and functioning at normal capacities. Hardware and software change detected self diagnostic initiated." The gynoid speaks in a somewhat flat monotone voice.

"Its ok Chachamaru," Satomi says, slightly anticipatory. "While you were going through your routine maintenance I decided to make a few alterations to you software and hardware capabilities. Based on information stored on your hard drive I decided a few things needed to be fixed if you're to be able to blend in better with humans."

Chachamaru made no physical sign that she had any emotional feelings toward the change, but inside, her head was spitting out numbers and algorithms trying to comprehend all the new and slightly scary changes that were made. "Master," Chahamaru said in a slightly questioning voice, "Are you sure these new changes are for the best?"

Satomi already knew Chachamaru scanned her body and information database and discovered the changes and she understood her creations reluctance. She did after all program her. "Yes." Satomi spoke, answer clipped.

The very way that Satomi has answered the question, one short very direct word, let Chachamaru know that everything her master planned was in the best interest of the scientific community, and therefore was logically driven to obey. All fear and hesitation left her as her central processing unit fired up at full speed ready for what was about to come next.

She stood up and slowly got dressed. It was Sunday and her scheduling program, communicating with her human behavior database, told her that the most appropriate attire for the day would be the black dress she remembered Negi-sensei had said he thought looked good on her. Negi-sensei. It was just passing information added into the comment field of the database entry that held her stored information on the dress, but it had stopped her in her tracks. Satomi looked at Chachamaru as she suddenly stopped after only pulling her dress on halfway. Satomi smiled as she figured out why the gynoid's acted in such a way. The new software was kicking in.

Chachamaru felt her heart beat slightly faster as she finished pulling the dress on. She preformed a quick diagnostic but found no errors. She looked over to Satomi who held a now impassive look. Chachamaru left the laboratory and headed out.

The laboratory was located on the collage part of the giant Mahora campus. Chachamaru's sensors told her it would be a sunny and beautiful day, perfect for walking. Her light green hair shown brilliantly in the spring afternoon. She walked the campus noticing the birds in flight and the trees which were blooming, causing a constant cascade of sakura petals to dance endlessly through the air and street.

She stopped. The joints in her knees suddenly lost contact with her motor function API. It wasn't a mechanical failure. Her software just ceased to continue it's communicational link. Her power was being re-routed to her new software and new hardware. The main magical distributor codenamed HEART, Hardened Electronic Aperture Rectifying Transistor, suddenly began to flutter. Cooling liquid began to seep ever so slightly all over her skin emulating covering. Lastly and to Chachamaru's most extraordinary surprise, she could feel something tightening low in her stomach area as a new liquid began to form down between her thighs.

The solitary object that seemed to through her system into turmoil stood but 11meters away, closing the distance quickly as he waved in her direction.

"Good afternoon Chachamaru-san!" Negi-sensei said enthusiastically.

Chachamaru tried to respond but found her vocal emulation software had been temporarily shut down and was rebooting slowly. She gazed upon her teacher. His soft red, brown hair was unruly as always. His glasses in there ever present perch on the lower part of his nose. His cloths were the once he seemed to always wear when he trained. According to Chachamaru's sensors nothing seemed out of ordinary, yet there she stood body immobilized and new and confusion functions running through her circuits.

Eventually her voice emulation software came back online as she bowed to her teacher, "Good afternoon, Negi-sensei." Her voice sounded tense and Chachamaru noticed that the software caused her voice to come out slightly cracked.

Negi stood there for a second a quizzical look spreading across his face for a second before returning to his normal cheerful disposition. He waved goodbye to Chachamaru and continued on his jog. Chachamaru was left standing in the same spot, watching after Negi-sensei, attempting to analyze what had just happened.