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The Surgeon General's Warning:

Read at your own risk. Multiple pairings inside folks, with KanaxKei and KanaxNegi, just to name a few! You never know what you're going to get so read on (I might even do some alternative stuff, if you know what I mean).

Blue Blue Glass Moon, Under the Crimson Air

I Wanna Go To A Place...

Chapter 14:

Teacher or Student Counselor?

A Love Magister Hina Negima! fanfic by James "Ray" Edwards

"Bravo, bravo! You're finally starting to act your age, Mister Springfield," the haughty girl spoke condescendingly to him in completely fluent English. To his private chagrin, the bespectacled boy began to wonder if he was here (truly) to be an English professor, instead of a student counselor to deal with the school's misfits.

Negi pouted at the dismal thought, before straightening himself out again. He returned the favor equally by speaking in English, paying special attention to keep his bearing calm. "And who might you be, Miss...?"

"Oh? What was that just now? A pout? My, my, you're a cute little thing."

What the? Is she serious? "Um, uhhh...as I was saying, who are you?"

"Aren't you going to use the handy dandy notebook Takahata gave to you?"

"Oh yeah, that's ri-! Hey! How do you know about that? Who are you?" And why is she referring to Takamichi without an honorific at all?

"It's lying right there, boy."

"B-Boy? Agh! Just cut it out already. What's with everybody around here treating me like a ten-year-old? I am a teacher here."

"It's the age, bouya, get used to it."

"Forget it; please, just tell me who you are. I'm confused enough as it is with what's been happening this morning."

"Hmm, since you asked so nicely and have entertained me, little boy, I'll grant you that much. Student Number Twenty-Six, Evangeline A.K. McDowell; I'm with the Tea Ceremony Club, the Japanese Chess Club, and the Go Club. How do you do, Negi Spring-field?"

Negi sweatdropped at the rather hostile emphasis Evangeline added to his last name, not to mention her acidic verbal barb at his status. She did not have a grudge against him already did she? On the other hand, he was surprised to meet another foreign "Westerner" like himself. "I'm good, I think... Say, could you introduce me to your two fellow classmates here, too? I'd use the notebook, but since..."

"Ha! Ask them yourself, bouya. I'm sure they won't bite --- much," the blonde-haired girl all but hissed at him, as she leapt off her desk and made her way towards the door.

"Hey, wait a second, Miss McDowell! Where are you going?"

"To the Faculty Department, of course; some-body obviously ought to report on just how bad you've fouled up, and round up your currently missing students."

"Ah...well, thanks. I guess, I'll just wait here." I'm so going to get sacked...

"Feel free, bouya."

Just like that, Evangeline was gone, dismissing him with a theatric toss of her hair. Negi had a sinking feeling that again he had just been completely walked over by another one of his students, even though he had been so confident that it would not happen again. Adding another problem "child" to his list, the boy seriously began to contemplate that he should ask the Headmaster to give him a counseling position instead, that is, if he still had a job by the time news reached old Konoemon's ears.

"Mister Springfield?" a hushed courteous voice asked him suddenly in English.

Negi jumped nearly five feet in the air as he leapt back onto one foot with a yelp. "Gah! My God, what was --- Oh, it's you."

Apparently, he had been so wrapped up in his private commiseration that he had failed to notice the approach of his android cosplay student. He did not even know that she had walked right up to him and knelt down at her knees, so that she was nearly eye level with him, breathing down his neck practically. The neon green-haired girl certainly had impressive stealth skills, not to mention a lot courtesy.

She was also seriously tall, a fact that was magnified even more by their close proximity.

"Um, thank you for kneeling down so I wouldn't have needed to talk up to you --- wait, are you fluent in English too?"

"Yes, Mister Springfield. In fact, I am fluent in over fifty different languages, such as German, Latin, Slavic, French, Russian, Swahili, Farsi, Urduu, Chinese, Korean --- should I go on? I can do a variety of accents and dialects too."

"Uh, wow, that's great, really. I didn't expect to meet such a well-versed linguist, and on top of that, you're only in junior-high. That's huge! Hahaha! All I know is just English, Latin, and --- Japanese which I mastered in roughly three weeks. Of course, that's nothing compared to you. You're amazing!" Blimey, I think this girl is even smarter than Anya. Over fifty different languages? Hey, is that a blush I see? Oh, she must be a little bit embarrassed.

"Th-Thank you, Mister Springfield." What's this "fuzzy" feeling I feel in my upper torso? Is there something wrong with my power regulator? My self-recovery scanners also indicate an extra build up of heat radiating off the radiator plates on my cheeks. I seem to be experiencing a variety of anomalies across my systems. Is this what the Professor calls, "Joy," an intense exulting happiness? Am I happy because this boy is praising me? Do I --- "like" this feeling?

"Pardon me for asking this, but who are you and what's your name?"

The excess "heat" began to increase; even her primary radiator fiber array began to change colors. Was the Professor's new human interface software malfunctioning again? "I'm Ka-Kara-Karakuri Cha --- no, I meant..."

"Wow, that's really neat! The color of your hair and eyes are changing too," Negi laughed good-naturedly. This girl was certainly a change a pace from everyone he had met so far. Sure, she seemed a little on the shy side, but other than that she was really nice. Oh, and what a fantastic outfit she had! How did she manage to do the color-changing trick?

What is wrong with my systems? Even my voice modulator appears to be malfunctioning. Why --- Why can't I seem to control myself around this boy. Hot. It's getting hotter. "A-ah..."

"Please, no need to be so shy. I'm sure the other girls are jealous of you. I bet, even my best mate will be envious of you when she meets you! Sky blue is a really good color for your eyes; it really brings out the luster in your cyan hair."

"Th-Thank you, Mister Springfield." Hot. Too hot! My upper torso feels like its pounding, broiling, about to burst, but --- but! I! Why? Why do I really like this feeling? I don't understand. Maybe... Maybe there isn't anything wrong with the Professor's new human interface program? This boy; he's so kind. I would --- No --- I want to --- No, that's not it either. What could it be? What does this emotion mean?

Hmmm...

Yes, that's it; I understand now, the meaning of this emotion, and what it's trying to tell me.

I willprotect that kindness in his heart, with all my body --- my heart --- and my soul.

For the first time, she smiled at him, and Negi felt electrifying jolt leap out from his heart, coursing throughout his body in an instant. It was all he could do but jump for joy. Finally, it seemed he had made his first friend among the students. Maybe there was still hope for him, after all.

Merrilly, he laughed with a big smile on his face. "So what's your name? Oh, and don't worry about the grammar, I think I can figure it out alright."

"Ah, it's Karakuri Chacha --- ah!"

"Go on, just like that. You're doing fine."

"Alright, I'm Karakuri Chachamaru, Student Number Ten."

"Karakuri-kun, is it? Hmmm, um, I don't mean to be rude, but could I call you Chachamaru-san, instead?" I hope she doesn't mind me asking this out of the spur of the moment. I know I probably look and sound a bit clingy...

"Why of course, Mister Springfield," Chachamaru agreed whole-heartedly. She could hardly believe that the bespectacled boy would befriend her so fast.

Negi beamed brightly. "Hey, there's no need to call me by last name. Negi or Negi-kun would be just fine with me, but since we're still in school, I guess you'll have to address me as Negi-sensei for the sake of propriety."

Negi. Negi-kun. The android girl certainly liked the sound of that proposition. Yes, she was certain she could put her trust in Negi Springfield to treat her no different, when he finally noticed or asked the truth of her existence. Chachamaru would not lie, such an act would go against her ethics and morality protocols, but for now, she was content with this arrangement. She would come to him without fail when she was ready.

"It would be my pleasure, Negi-sensei."

"Thanks a lot, Chachamaru-san! I was getting afraid that today would be a complete disaster after everything that's happened."

She frowned, lowering her gaze somewhat as she felt a twinge of shame work its way through her personality layer. Her visible discontent was not something that Negi failed to notice either, thanks to the efforts of her human interface software that had mirrored perfectly an ashen expression on her face. Concerned, he tried to broach the subject, "Chachamaru-san, are you okay? Look, it's not your fault. You see, as a Teacher, I should've intervened-"

"Negi-sensei, thank you for your kindness, but you shouldn't take all the blame on your own shoulders." Now, that I think about it. He does remind me a lot of the Mistress. Perhaps...

"Eh?"

"We all had an obligation to Kagurazaka Asuna, unspoken or otherwise, and --- we did nothing. Urashima-san is right, and I don't approve of Asakura-san rationalizing the situation either to make it appear less worse, an euphemism. In the end, we all failed."

"Hmmm, I guess you're right."

"But don't dwell too much on the past, Negi-sensei. Otherwise..." Should I take a chance on him? Even though, he's a Springfield, the sworn enemy of my Mistress, I...

"Chachamaru-san, is something else the matter?" Negi asked her earnestly. Yes, he was definitely going to consider adding student counseling as a part-time job to his teaching too. Who would have thought that Mahora Academy of all place would have so many demons of its own?

Yes, she would take a chance this time --- of which she hoped would not be her last. "You met McDowell-san just now, didn't you?"

"Uh, yes, I did. She did, kind of, walk over me, even though I thought I knew how to get through to her. I used to have a lot of classmates just like her, but I guess she's something else altogether."

"I'm in the same clubs as her, plus --- with the Robotics Study Club and the Jet Propulsion Study Club on the side."

"Wow, you're really an amazing individual, Chachamaru-san! I can't imagine how you find time for all these clubs and still keep up with your studies."

"Multi-tasking is --- something I'm good at --- naturally."

"Hehe, I see your hair and eyes are going back to normal again."

"Is that so?" Does he notice already that I am not what I appear to be?

"Uh-huh, so what about McDowell-san?"

My logic matrix infers that Negi does not know, after all. He is indeed very innocent, although that can also be interpreted as naivety. "Could you help her, Negi-sensei, please? I-"

Negi calmly put a reassuring hand on Chachamaru's shoulder, an act that earned a hushed gasp from the android girl as she felt her radiator systems heating up again. "Thank you, Chachamaru-san, I'm glad you came to me. I was worried McDowell-san was completely alone, but you just showed me she does have a good friend or two. Truth is, I already put on her my work-in-progress list. Since you came to me, I feel a lot better now with my chances to help her."

Without any warning, the neon green-haired girl bowed down low at his feet before he even realized. Negi was instantly unnerved by such a great show of veneration and gratitude, and he set about quickly getting Chachamaru back up to her feet. Naturally, he had been raised to be a humble, modest individual. The bespectacled boy, though, could not deny that it felt good to see the courteous, polite girl smiling at him with admiration and, well, a little something else that he could not describe.

She soon excused herself with another bow, promising to return with a mop and a bucket to clean up after Asuna's --- accident. It would not be responsible to have someone waltz in, slip and slide --- and then Mahora Academy would be in a one fine mess of a lawsuit.

That girl, she really made my day. She must have put a ton of work into her outfit, being able to change her hair color and everything. I wonder what she really looks like? Heh, and what will Anya and my sister think of those cute rabbit-like metal antennae on her headband that protrude over her ears? he pondered to himself, closing his eyes shut with a smile. I can't wait to tell them about her. She's absolutely fantastic!

Unfortunately, things were about to get a little crazy once again.

Poke.

"Yes?" Negi said aloud in English, turning around to face the person who had gotten his attention. He neatly jumped up a foot into the air, when he saw who it was standing there, with a yelp.

It was the other raven-haired girl, and she seemed to scowling in a not very friendly manner.

"Uhhh, can I help you?"

She scowled irritably at him.

"You're not fluent in English?" Now, this was a surprise. Maybe there was a point to him teaching English, after all.

"Ri-ttru...Ingurish..." said the girl in a disapproving tone, trying to force out the words in his mother tongue. He must have been really testing her patience in a bad way.

Oh, I hope she's not the begrudging type, too. "Ah, sorry about that, ojou­-san. Haha! It's just that I've been getting this impression that a lot of my students are bilingual and that I might not really need to teach a lot of things-"

"Who are you?"

Negi winced at the cutting edge in the girl's voice. Her question was not a request in the slightest; it was a demand. Geez, and he thought the Japanese were supposed to be all about propriety and whatnot. "Uh, well, I'm Negi --- I mean, Springfield Negi. I'm your new English professor."

The raven-haired girl's already serious gaze hardened visibly, making him gulp nervously. What did she want with him? He answered her question, didn't he?

"Liar."

"Huh! But it's the truth!"

"You're hiding something."

"That's absurd! I'm not hiding anything." You've got to be joking! Does she know what I am? That's impossible. I haven't done any magic or anything --- well, intentionally at least.

"You're not what you appear to be, Sensei."

"L-Look, I know it's been a rough morning but-"

"What did you do to Karakuri Chachamaru?"

Negi did a double-take, his face flushing beet red. "Wh-What are you talking about? This isn't some kind of weird insinuation of a FORBIDDEN student-teacher relationship is it! We just talked you know!"

The stern girl's left brow twitched visibly.

"Uh, oh --- bloody..."

Smack.

"Ite-te-te-te!" the bespectacled boy clutched his head painfully as the girl withdrew her trembling fist.

"I suggest you refrain from that train of thought, Sensei, that is if you wish to be long lived."

"By the Queen...g-geez... Couldn't you've at least told me your name before you walloped me on the head?"

"Student Number Fifteen, Sakurazaki Setsuna."

"Ite, Sakurazaki-kun, is it? That's a mean Judo chop you're packing. Are you in some martial arts club, like the Kendo Club?"

"Yes."

"Okay, um, I know this is really unusual-"

"An euphemism."

Oh, will these girls ever give me a break? "...Alright, I know it's just plain weird! It's not everyday you see a ten-year-old become..."

"Perhaps, you're a child prodigy of great potential, but it does not explain Karakuri Chachamaru's abnormal behavior, Sensei. Talking to and then bowing down in the deepest show of respect to somebody's she just met? Unheard of. As far as I'm concerned the girl's a wallflower that anyone hardly notices. Of the thirty-one students here, only two seem to know she's even there: Hakase Saotomi, Student Number Twenty-Four, and the gaijin, MkDowerru Evangerine."

What the? What's this about Chachamaru-san? Does Sakurazaki-kun have a grudge... "HEY! Are you bullying Chachamaru-san, Sakurazaki-kun?"

Finally, it was Setsuna's turn to be surprised. Her stern mask shattered instantly into an expression of shock at the stunning notion that was utterly absurd in her mind. She would never do something so dishonorable, so despicable --- ever. How dare this impudent little boy insinuate such a thing?

The raven-haired kendoka scowled and Negi stared right back with a righteous accusing glare. Already he was adding another name to his work-in-progress list. Chachamaru was his first friend among his students. He liked her, and this sort of treatment of her was absolutely unacceptable. Even more disturbing was Sakurazaki's revelation of a small window into her student life here at Mahora Academy. It was something he was going to see to, personally, about changing because Chachamaru deserved better.

From the looks of things, there was about to be another titanic struggle of wills until...

"Excuse me, am I interrupting something?" said a voice calmly, still as the surface of a crystal lake.

...She showed up.

To Be Continued...

Author's Notes:

Yatta ze! I'm back! Took a little bit long than expected, but here is chapter 14 of Glass Moon, and boy, is the drama still going strong. Should Negi look for a new job? Does Eva just totally hate his guts or what? What's with Setsuna? And is that beta-testing really going fine for Chachamaru? Shoot, we won't know until the next episode, so keep on reading folks!

I would like to thank the readers and reviewers once again who have put aside their precious time and invested it into this story. Thanks to your efforts, Glass Moon finally broke the 3000+ hits marker, so let's have a round of applause and a twenty-one gune salute for you all. Without you, this tale would not be possible and I encourage you to always feel free to comment, review, discuss, ring me up on AIM, or even send me an e-mail. You know how to reach me. Now, I would like to give out a few personal shout-outs to the reviewers from our last line up:

To Agent 001, Mister Alpha Draconis1, thanks for the mad props, man, and you can bet we'll be seeing some TYPE-MOON blokes make their appearance in due time. Oh and yes, I definitely hope to have a good old fashioned battle royal for the title of "Brunestud of the Crimson Moon."

To Agent 002, Mister Havenoname, thanks for the kind words and don't sweat it over Keitaro. He'll be back, and when he does come back, well that's a secret. Heheheh.

To Agent 003, Mister Zeru, I'm glad you finally came out to join the party, man, and you bet more LH characters on the way. In fact, a very special young lady should be on the way very soon.

To Agent 004, Mister Anonymous, that is some high praise, man. You really ought to not blow up my ego like that, but I thank you anyway for the encouragement. You bet there's going to be more stuff about Keitaro and Kanako; however, there are also other stories going on that are just as fascinating too. Trust me, I'm going to try my best to make sure that everybody gets their moment in the limelight on stage; yes, that even includes Naru Narusegawa. ;

To Agent 005, Mister Jak Sacul, don't sweat it too much, man. Like I said, Keitaro the Man, A.K.A. Big Kei, will be back with us in due time. For now, enjoy the show because there's definitely more to this epic than just the Urashima family.

To Agent 006, Sage Necromonger, I'll try my best to fill in everybody on the various characters from Negima and the other universes, so none of you folks get left behind in the dramatic dust. I'm happy that you're enjoying the story in spite of this setback, and I hope I'll continue to be able to live up to expectations.

Well, that wraps it up for me, folks, and until the next time I see you, stay safe, ladies and gents! Peace! And may the Force be with you!

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A Fair Share of Demons

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