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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 24:

Murderous Intent - Side A

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

All was going well, or at least as well as she could expect things to go. Evangeline had learned the hard way that patience was a virtue. She was no master of it, but she knew well enough that it was important to watch one's quarry carefully and to note down every little hint and move it made, so as to gain comprehensive understanding of its behavior. By understanding her prey, she could gain complete dominance over them, and when it came to observing humans, each individual was a new riddle waiting to be solved.

Still, it's unnerving that my dear little Nanashi-chan's shut up completely, thought the vampire princess begrudgingly, barely holding back the urge to gnash her teeth. Being able to sense the passive thoughts of others had spoiled her somewhat, so it seemed. To finally meet such formidable prey has been --- interesting to say the least. She had some clues as to how to push Kanako Urashima's buttons, but there were still many cards that the cold raven-haired girl held against her.

This would certainly be an interesting week.

They were on a scenic route across campus, a detour that Evangeline had premeditated upon from the start in order to gain optimal observation time of her latest quarry. The "Reflection Plaza," named for its grand and exqusitely constructed water fountains and pools, was just a few minutes off the way now in the junior-high quad of Mahora Academy. She had to "drag" Kanako all the way from the high school quad, which was certainly quite a walk. Fortunately, they had not been accosted by any foolish humans on the way over, although the blonde had to wonder, if it would have been better for such a turn of events to roll her way.

I can certainly use some stimuli to help crack my dear little Nanashi-chan. Sasaki Makie and the others were so much easier to wrap around my finger. Nobody would have expected them to be so --- lonely. Hmph! Humans. Oh well, I might as well try to break the ice.

"So, why haven't you tried to take your book bag back from me yet, U-ra-shi-ma-san?" Evangeline cooed to other girl coyly, as they strolled on down the broad avenue shaded by tall magnanimous trees. "You do want it back, don't you?"

Kanako snorted derisively, keeping her apathetic eyes focused ahead on the stone cobbles on the path. Of course, she wanted it back; it was hers. Her big brother had gone out with her personally to buy it in the first place, and that was more than good enough reason to cherish it. However, she also wanted to find out more about what sort of "game" the --- European girl (by her fair features at least) was playing.

"You shouldn't worry about it so much, McDowell-san. I'll get it back, for sure, when the time's right."

"Oh?"

"Besides, hasn't this time been as beneficial for you as it has been for me?"

Evangeline smiled benevolently, an expression that was undoubtedly eerie on her pretty face. "Why, whatever could you mean?"

"You've been watching me the entire time."

"Ho, you're not implying that I am like that in that way now, are you?"

"Who knows? Maybe you are, but you're really not my type, Chibi-ko."

SHORTIE? And on top of that she has the nerve to say that I --- I'm not good enough for her? That arrogant little minx... Kukukuku! Oh, my dear little Urashima Kanako, you and I are going to have a real long talk (and maybe some screaming) when I'm done with you. "Oh, you wound me so, Urashima-san. You're as cruel as they come."

"'Cruel'? You don't even know the true meaning of cruelty."

Evangeline stopped dead in her tracks, accompanied eerily by the dull thuds of her shoes against the cobles.

"Finally, I hit a nerve, didn't I?" Kanako called back to her tonelessly, as she continued to stride forward.

It was taking every ounce of will within the vampire's human body not to lash out in blind white-hot rage. The barb would have been a complete victory if she gave into her desire for immediate restitution. She had no doubt that her little "toy" could feel the broiling anguish beneath the calm, restrained surface of her skin. Evangeline was angry. How dare a mere human lecture her about the meaning of cruelty?

That bitch!

Yes, she had sorely underestimated Kanako Urashima, but then again, was it possible to even gauge the enigmatic, malevolent girl? The only vulnerabilities she had were the ones she revealed herself; otherwise, Kanako was completely unreadable, even her physical movements beared a gait that was common and utterly layman. Any other human female could have walked and moved just like her, which contradicted sharply with the deadly grace she displayed earlier when she intercepted the blackboard eraser with a thrown steel ruler. The move was befitting of an assassin, and later she showed another glimpse of her potential by dispatching Asuna Kagurazaka literally with one hand.

Evangeline smiled brightly at the raven-haired girl's back, flashing her perfect white teeth. Oh, how much she was going to enjoy prying every last dirty secret from her little Nanashi-chan's pretty head when the appointed hour finally arrived.

"My, my, you're certainly a dangerous one, Nanashi-chan," she said to Kanako, as she fell in behind the other girl, taking no rush to catch up.

"Hmm, at least you have more temperance and common sense than Yukihiro-iinchosan. I'm amazed she even managed to qualify for such a position with her meager skills."

"Well, it is just a class represenative position. Not like she's the President of the Class Committee."

Kanako scoffed rudely at the notion. "If she was the President, I would've applauded her, bought her tickets to a nice summer vacation in Cancun, Mexico, and then told her to go visit an abortion clinic and --- a hospital, ASAP. Having that much lipservice can't be healthy."

Ouch.

"Oh, that was a good one!" Evangeline laughed naturally, but inside she was seething. The viciousness of her "pet" was rather --- surprising. She thought she had met her fair share of humans, but even this level of malice firsthand was unprecedented in her long memories.

What sort of circumstances and nurturing could have bred such a monster in the first place?

It was to much relief, in fact to both parties though neither would ever acknowledge the fact, that they finally arrived at the Reflection Plaza from the secluded and beautifully landscaped pathways. Emerging onto the sidewalk, it was apparent that things tended to slow down quite a bit on campus towards the afternoon. Few students were in sight and even rarer was any automobile of any sort bustling down the street. A sizeable clocktower-like administrative building stood vigil over the area, parallel to a long flight of stone stairs that led down to the plaza proper

Kanako silently hoped that this place was the destination her "tormentor" had in mind. She was getting really sick of playing shogi back and forth with this girl, and her rising appetite was not helping either. Arguably, she was a genius at masterminding "evil" plots, but even an evil genius had to stop from time to time to enjoy such a pleasant afternoon and grab a bite to eat. Her big brother, of course, was the exception to the rule. He really was "Superman," not just to her, but to so many other people too, although he always humbly declined often lavish compensation for his hardwork.

Baka Onii-chan. He should know that modesty and nobility has its limits too, but then again, that's part of what makes Keitaro-niisan --- Keitaro, thought the raven-haired girl contently to herself. Thoughts of her big brother always did have a soothing effect on her.

Of course, at times he honestly could find ways to unintentionally vex her. He meant well, but she still could not help but worry about him. Keitaro better not get himself hurt anymore today; it was bad enough that they had finally broken his injury-free streak for the past month or so. She swore he was a magnet for trouble!

"Well! Here we are; wonderful spot, isn't it?" Evangeline asked her amiably, sliding gracefully up along side her. The blonde's silky, mellifulous voice was seriously grating on her nerves. There was an imperious air about the beauteous girl-child that made Ayaka Yukihiro in all her splendor pale in comparison.

I wonder if she knows how much she irritates me? It doesn't matter. I'll worry about that later. First things first, I need to take back my book bag from her. The bento that Nii-san cooked and packed for me is in there. "Do you have many friends, McDowell-san? You seem to be quite the social butterfly once you can find somebody --- worth your time, or so you say."

"Ha! As if I'd consort with such-"

"Maybe you should consider lowering your standards," Kanako retorted curtly, staring down the blonde-haired girl with her cold hazel brown eyes. Her patience was honestly wearing thin with this insidious girl, just being around Evangeline set her nerves on edge. Luckilly, she was a supreme actress and masking her true feelings was effortless for her.

The vampire girl smirked in return, an unnerving twinkle in her dark indigo blue eyes as refused to relenquish any amount of ground to her soon to be and newest pactio partner. If the servant can see that her mistress was weak, then it was all more the reason to disobey and eventually turn on the mistress. Evangeline had no intention of allowing such a disgrace to befall her. "I don't think your standards are any-!"

Suddenly, something caught her eye, making the blonde-haired girl pause in mid-sentence. Kanako noticed this detail and followed Evangeline's light of sight towards the object of interest. It was a junior-high student, albeit a foolhardy one, crossing the street towards the stairs while she was burdened down with a rather high stack of books. The girl had dark violet hair, flowing a little past her chin, with a singular persistent cowlick protrudging backwards from her long bangs, so long that she could hardly see past them and her stack of books.

It was a sure fire recipe for a disaster.

"What an idiot," Kanako mumbled underneath her breath on impulse, much to her surprise. Of course, it was already too late to take back what she said as Evangeline apparently ears like a cat.

"That baka is Miyazaki Nodoka, Student Number Thirty-Seven, from our class. She's a mousy little thing, don't you think? Actually works part-time at the school library too."

"And why should I care?"

"Oh, but you obviously do if you took the precious air aside to remark on her foolishness. I'm surprised she's even alone. Ayase and Saotome watch her like hawks' guarding their fledglings."

"'Ayase and Saotome'?"

"Don't worry about it; you'll meet them soon enough. Say, why don't we invite her along?"

"'We'? When was there ever a 'we' between us in the first place?"

"Come on, it'll be --- fun."

"Che, don't tell me you enjoy toying with your-ghg!"

Murder.

Suddenly, Kanako fell to her knees in one foul swoop, as if she had been stabbed from behind, clutching tightly at the front of her blazer. She grit her teeth trying to surpress the urge to scream in agony. Pain blossomed --- no --- exploded outwards from her heart throughout her body, searing white-hot and burning everything in its path. It was just like this morning all over again. The kaleidoscope of colors flashing before her eyes, the creeping shadows shifting with faces, and the haunting hollow eyes gazing at her; they were everywhere. She could hear the beat of heart pounding in her ears, her ragged breaths, her perspiring skin.

This sensation! This overpowering killing intent: murderous bloodlust. It was the same just like that time, and yet it was different. The world did not shift this time, taking her elsewhere, an alternate reality filled with horrors beyond comprehension. Yes, she was still here and she could make out the dull thud of a schoolbag hitting the sidewalk as Evangeline came to her side. The blonde-haired girl tried to touch her but she batted the solicitious hand away with her unoccupied hand.

What's causing this disturbance? That's twice now today that I've had one of these --- seizures. The first one must have been caused by that IT Zazie had mentioned. And yet... No!

There it was, the transparent shimmering outline of a massive shape, vaguely humanoid, towering over Miyazaki easily. The "thing" was at least the size of a school bus, the lower half of its body serpentine in nature. A pair of glowing yellow eyes stared hungrily down upon its unsuspecting meal, poised for the strike, and Kanako knew exactly what it was:

A Hollow and it was going to kill Miyazaki Nodoka for lunch.

Gritting her teeth, Kanako also knew what she had to next. There was no debate, plenty of protesting, but her raging heart would not sit by idly, watching this despicable scene happen. Her logical mind told her flatly that she should not interfere, that this was someone else's problem, and that she should not jeopardize her family any further. The raven-haired girl had a good idea of what the repurcussions meant; in fact she had already done too much today. She would just have to sort out the details later, and besides, what could one more hurt?

She ran.

"URASHIMA! What are you doing!" Evangeline shouted after her.

Keitaro-niisan, I've become a baka just like you, haven't I? If that's the case, then please! Please, let me make it in time! Because I won't lose! Because...

I --- I'll make you proud of me!

To Be Continued...

Author's Notes:

Woohoo, waltzing along once again! And what's this about a Hollow on campus? Didn't Setsuna mention something about...seals? What plan did Evangeline have in mind for Nodoka? She was not planning adding another "pet" to her collection now was she? Will Kanako make it in time? And, doesn't this seem awfully familiar from --- where's Negi?

Oh well, we'll find out next time on the next episode of Glass Moon!

Thank ye all for patronage once again, and I hope you enjoyed the biting humor. Remember, I always encourage each and everyone of you to feel free to comment, review, and/or discuss the story. Your comments can really make a difference, I assure you, and if you're up to it, feel free to ring me up on AIM, or even send me an e-mail (although you really don't need to boost my ego too often). You know how to get in touch with the maestro here. And with that said, let's give a word-up-yo back to folks who braved and reviewed the last chapter or so:

To the Guy With Five Five-Os, Skuld's Sentaro 5, things are getting odd, huh? Well, dude, this must be a sure sign that they can only get odder! Mwahhaha!

To the Man who needs a Time Attack run down Resident Evil 4, Mister Necromonger, hey, I don't update that fast now, do I? It's just consistency, man, consistency, and you know what, you might have given me some inspiration too.

To the Man with The N, Mister Nema, woohoo that was blazing, man! I have never seen such ambivalence, so many mixed signals in about 20 something chapter. You really managed to spin me up, and I can't tell if you hate it or you like it, but then again, being in a love-hate relationshp ain't bad either. Anyhow, my previous AN notes have pretty addressed all of your grievances cited, but since you left a review, you must wanna hear it straight from my mouth, so let's go:

1. This story (as I've made it clear before) is NOT just about Keitaro, Kanako, and Negi. There are TONS of other cast members populating this epic as well, and they all got their parts and moments to play.

2. Now, I'd say you're reaction to Kanako is a bit extreme. Either you only watched her anime incarnation or you have a very specific interpretation of her much more detailed and matured storylines in the manga (see volumes 10 through 14). The Kanako in Glass Moon's alternate uber-universe is a mix of both the new and the old, a "what-if" take if Keitaro had not forgotten his promise to her and on top of that plot device, certain events (one being the Majestic Grove episode) had occured causing their relationship to solidify even more.

She's not so much obsessesed as she is devoted to him, just as he's devoted to her. Keitaro's given up a lot of things in this universe to be by her side and help her grow up (of which only a few things I have mentioned so far), and because of that she really looks up. Essentially, due to the circumstances, he has become not only her brother but a surrogate parent figure as well. And well, things get complicated beyond that...

3. Again, I have to wonder what your opinion of the Aoyamas is, but let's do this dance anyway. Motoko's behavior right now, specifically why she's obsessed with justice and killing Setsuna, won't make much sense, but it will make sense later. Otherwise, she's pretty much the same Motoko as before, obsessed with man-hating, all formal and propriety. She even still has that great fear and respect for Tsuruko; hence, why she was all nervous around for the most part of their conversation, but then Tsuruko unknowingly set off the bomb. That's exactly when the digust and spite Motoko's been holding against Tsuruko for a while now for various reasons, i.e. she married a man, she only comes around to "toy" with her, etc., though not all of them have been revealed yet.

Tsuruko, on the other hand, is a more larger than life/epic version of herself. Same attitude as before, still likes playing match maker, teasing folks, and being a little weird, but now there's perfect rhyme and reason to why she does it. Trust me, you'll understand better once she starts revealing her past, not to mention you all will be learning about the Aoyama Clan and more about the Kensai Association and the Magic Association.

4. Dude, I have already addressed this issue before too, and quite frankly, I think you're overreacting again. I'm only sticking to the Japanese and certain idioms because I believe English doesn't properly capture the original meaning of the said expressions all the time. Also, I do use it for the sake of aesthetics depending on the context of the occassion. It's really not all that much, man. Yes, I suppose it can be distracting --- if you take it the wrong way.

Still, I'm glad you brought it up anyway, and thanks for the kind words.

5. Last but not least, I can't guarantee that we won't hear an "uguuu" or a "gao" or a "nihaha" somewhere along the way. Heck, I might even do something from Da Capo if I get crazy enough. Nyuk-Nyuk!

Well, that wraps it up, folks, so until the next time we meet (probably this coming Monday): Relax! And Enjoy Life! YOUTH! POWAA! EXPLOSION!

Omake!

Naze Nani Glass Moon Desu

New Pairings Sighted?

EvangelinexKanako --- The Dark Evangel finds a new Toy? Or is it the other way around?

And where would we be without the...

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Chapter 25:

Murderous Intent - Side B

"A-Three Nerve Power Circuit connected. Raising power output to ten-percent. Commencing with the operation; ikimasu!"

Tsudzuku!