Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews everyone! I'll be sure to include Setsuna's parents and her bloodline as well. Sorry about the late post, I got six APs to keep up with, so I haven't had much time to do anything at all.

'Kay, here we go!

DISCLAIMER- Negima is not mine. If it were, it would be exclusively yuri.

High School?

"Come on! Come on, Come on, Come on, Come on already, dammit! Why won't that stupid bell ring already!"

"Patience is a virtue, Asuna-san. But since you seem to have finished all of your work already, why don't you translate this passage for us?" The entire classroom sniggered.

"Why that little-! How DARE Negi-bozu call on me NOW, of all times? His life is forfeit on the way back!"

"Hah! What ever seems to be the matter, monkey? Can't even translate a grade school passage into English? What's in that head of yours? Rocks? Maybe that explains why you're so thickheaded, if you catch my drift!"

"WHY YOU LITTLE SHOTACON CRADLE-ROBBER! PREPARE TO DIE!

Enraged, Asuna launched herself into a flying side kick in the general direction of Ayaka's cranium.

"Fight, Fight, Fight, Fight!"

"500 yen on Asuna!"

"700 on Ayaka!"

"950 on Asuna!"

General chaos ensued. Negi, realizing that this was merely good-natured teasing with some rough-housing thrown in, simply took off his glasses and polished them.

"Hoo boy. Here we go again. Well, it's not as if I can very well use magic to break them apart. Besides, no real harm will come of this."

"Take THAT, monkey!"

"Go choke on your hair, brain-dead blonde!"

"What? How dare you insult my beautiful hair, red-headed baka!"

This continued for several minutes, until Konoka got the bright idea to divert their attention with something that would guarantee at least a moment of silence. Namely, Mana.

"Ch-Chk!"

"…"

"…"

"Break it up, you two. Before I decide to actually use these."

The mercenary markswoman succeeded in gaining the moment's silence that was needed to break apart Ayaka and Asuna.

"You didn't have to go that far, Mana-chan. Just a couple of words would've been enough."

"Whatever. I'll put the assist on your tab."

"BRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING"

"…."

"YAY! SCHOOL'S OUT!"

"A-ah! Mina-san, please wait! I still have to take roll!"

"Gomen na sai, Negi-kuuuun! We can't wait!"

"Please stop, mina-san! You can't leave yet! I haven't dismissed you!"

"RUN FOR IT!"

"Ahhhh! Wait! Please stop!"

The child-teacher was simply swept up by the massive tide of rushing middle-school girls, all the while flailing his arms about.

"Arrrrrghhh!"

"Ah! Stop, everyone! Negi-kun's in here somewhere!"

"Whaaaaaaaat?"

"Oh no! Quick! Find him!"

"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-owch! Shtop sssqhaushing meh!

"I think I heard him!"

"Here we go! He's-"

"…"

"…."

"….. Uhhhhh… Asuna-san? What are you doing on top of Negi-kun?"

"Ahhhhhhhh-! BAKA NEGI!"

BONK!

"OWWWWWWWWW"

The redhead was rapidly developing the complexion of a tomato, due in no small part to the position she had been in several seconds ago.

"S-s-sorry Asuna-san! Please forgive me!"

Unable to take the massive amount of embarrassment, the redhead ran with all her might away from the scene.

"…."

"Sorry, Negi-kun."

"Yeah, sorry."

"Please forgive us!"

Adjusting the glasses on his nose, the child-teacher slowly inhaled, then smiled.

"Now, then. I know all you girls are very excited about summer break, but I still have to take roll. Unless you want to be counted absent on the last day of school. Alright? Bear with me for several more minutes."

"O-K, Negi-kun!"

"Fire away!"

"Very well then."

The child-teacher then proceeded to take roll of his class. After he called the last name out, the child-teacher put his class roster away, now unneeded.

"Alright then, you're all dismissed. Have fun during break!"

"YAY!"

"SCHOOL'S OUT (The 2nd time around!)"

Flooding out of the classroom as one, massive tidal wave, the girls of 3-A were gone in the average amount of time it takes a human being to blink.

"Hooooo… What a lively bunch. I can't believe I've got them for four more years!"

Then, as if he changed his mind, the child-teacher added

"But I wouldn't have it any other way. They are my students, after all."

Then he removed his glasses, polished them, readjusted them on his nose, and stepped through the classroom door. As soon as he closed it, the young child-teacher received a chalkboard eraser to the face.

"Ohhhhh, yeah. Nothing's changed, that's for sure."

Shaking his head, Negi Springfield made his way back to the girls' dormitory he had come to call home, where a loving mother, father, and not-so-gentle half-sister awaited him.

Author's Note: Awesome! My first real chapter is now out. I'll see what I can do about the other stuff I left out in the prologue, and I pledge to leave as few stones unturned as possible.

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