*Sweep*

"Touma! This is boring!"

*Sweeep*

"Misaka concurs Misaka agreed as Misaka rapidly nodded her head."

*Sweeeep*

"Hahaha," Mikoto held her stomach as she laughed loud and hard at the scene in front of her.

Touma and Accelerator each held a large broom in their hands, slowly sweeping the street. They were outside on one of the main roads, sweeping under the warm but waning sunlight. As it was October, the summer heat was coming to an end, though it still lingered slightly. Both boys were thankful for the warm winter uniforms they were wearing, Accelerator especially.

He wasn't used to the cold; when his powers were on all of the time, he could somewhat regulate the temperature around him. He did this in a multitude of ways, including speeding up or slowing down the vibration of surrounding molecules and directing warmer air towards him and colder away.

He did these things almost passively before, but now he doubted he would be able to do it even if he switched his choker on.

This just went to show the major difference in power and calculating ability of the past him to the current him.

"Haaa," Touma sighed as he continued to sweep.

Even though he bemoaned this fate, Touma felt it could have been worse.

Boring cleaning duties were much better than investigating criminal activities and manipulating information flow, two of Judgements primary tasks.

With another sigh of boredom, Touma returned to his task, ignoring Index's pleas as he did so.

"Are you sure this is alright?" Uiharu asked her two superiors.

Kuroko was the one to answer her. "Yes, of course it is. If you recall, your first proper investigation was two full weeks after your entrance, and your first arrest was a further month after that."

Uiharu blushed as she was reminded of this fact; saying she had made an arrest was overestimating her part greatly. She had merely been a tool in Kuroko's efforts.

"Well, yes but…"

"But nothing. That buffoon is too stupid to investigate properly, and although I'd trust Accelerator if it was just him, that guy'd be suspicious if he was doing something on his own."

"Well, that's the situation. In time we can put them to better use, but right now we have to deal with the recent problems," Mii explained.

"Um, and they are?" asked Uiharu.

"At the moment, the Anti-Skill is dealing with a variety of cases pertaining to a series of cyber terrorist acts. False rumours and true information is being spread through the student population indiscriminately, and we've been asked to help them."

"How so?" Kuroko asked.

"Well, we'll be taking up the slack in investigation, but our main priority is information management. We need to curtail all the rumours and information leaks."

"You don't think that outsiders have managed to infiltrate the system, do you?" Uiharu asked.

"That's a distinct possibility, but right now, it seems that it's a resident of Academy City."

"So, what should we do?" Kuroko asked.

"Uiharu, I want you to start a counter information campaign. Any sites you find that a spreading these rumours, send a message to the Anti-Skill to inform them of the situation. Shirai-san, I want you to go out and investigate the matter more directly."

"Hai!"

The next day, Touma collapsed onto his desk as school began.

Spending the entire day sweeping while simultaneously put up with Misaka, Last Order and Index was exhausting. Touma was lucky Accelerator was there to share the burden with.

However, Touma was rather jealous of the fact that Accelerator could, and did, occasionally chop Last Order on the head to scold her. If the Level 0 did the same to Index, he would be eaten alive by the white robed nun.

Unfortunately, that shared comradely was broken when Accelerator snapped his broom and tried to stab Touma with it, shouting "This is all your fault! Why did you have to convince me to try and be not evil?"

"OiOi, when did I try and do that!"

"Your very existence tries to make me do that!" was Accelerators reply.

Fortunately though, a quick jab to the stomach was enough to stop the Level 5's rampage. Still, the sight of Accelerator on the war path is not something the black haired boy would soon forget.

Touma was lucky to be alive after that.

Then, once they'd parted ways, he'd had to prepare dinner for Index and himself, and had to continue to deal with the hyperactive nun for the rest of the night.

When Accelerator and Last Order walked through the door and into the classroom, the young girl immediately bounced off towards a quiet girl named Himegami Aisa and the so-called Iron Wall girl, Fukiyose Seiri. It seems that when he and Touma had been taking those annoying tests, these two girls had taken care of the much younger Last Order.

Accelerator turned his attention to Fukiyose. At this point, he had no idea why she had such a nickname, but he couldn't help but notice how she slipped a health drink into the girl's hands and urge her to keep up her mineral content.

The other girl, Himegami, was slightly different. With her long black hair and pale white skin, classic Japanese features, she gave off a feeling of quiet dignity. However, the slight tightening of the eyes when he regarded him gave Accelerator the distinct feeling that she was angry at him for some reason.

Not like he cared.

Ignoring them, he took his own seat next to Touma, who had his head down on the desk and seemed to be in his own little world.

However, as soon as he was fully in his seat, two people were quick to approach him.

They were Aogami and Tsuchimikado. As they closed in on his position, they were arguing.

"There no such thing as a younger sister type character bathing with her older brother. Not in this day and age. Don't let your own dreams cloud your judgement!" Aogami shouted.

"No, no, it can happen. I'm sure of it," Tsuchimikado protesed.

"Ha! I bet you even think that they'll splash you playfully while yelling out 'Walawalawala' as they kick, don't you?"

"It could happen!"

Suddenly, both boys turned to Touma, who still had his head on the desk, seemingly ignoring everything while giving off a feeling of sleep. Usually, these two would turn to the third member of the so-called Delta Force to settle disputes, but right now doesn't seem like a good time.

Instead, this blue and golden haired duo turned their attention to Accelerator, who twitched angrily.

"Accel-chan, what do you think?" Aogami asked. "That kind of love love thing doesn't happen in this day and age, does it?"

"No, no, it does! I bet you've bathed with that loli of yours, right?"

"Don't call her a loli! What kind of degenerates are you, asking a question like that!" the albino snapped.

"See," Aogami seemed to ignore him the Level 5's question. "He agrees with me. Bathing with your little sister in a love comedy setting just doesn't happen, the same as the lap pillow."

"It does exist-nya! It does!"

"No, that's the kind of thing that only happens on T.V."

"You're wrong," Touma's voice cut in lethargically. "The lap pillow does exist; I've experienced it first hand." He'd said so tiredly, trying to stop the argument, but with these words it was like a dam erupted.

"Oooh, as expected of the high level Kami-yan-nya!"

"What, really? Damn it Kami-yan. It's always you!" Aogami shouts.

"What! Has Kamijou been picking up even more girls?"

"Its always that guy!"

"Sure, he says he's unlucky, but all the best stuff happens to him."

"All the worst stuff too. How many times has he been burnt?"

"Yeah, and then you girls always go and fret over him!"

"One day there will be a reckoning! It will happen sometime soon!"

Accelerators mouth opened slightly in surprise as the shouting continued. However, it soon took strange turn.

"I'll bet he's even gone 'Ahh, I'll feed you. *Giggle* No, no, I'll do it, *Chuckle; smirk* How about we feed each other' with a cute girl in a lovey dovey matter!"

"If its him, such a high level isn't impossible. But to feed a girl rice in that manner, I can't forgive him!"

"Rice! That's no good, it would be better to do side dishes!"

"But with this rice you have the opportunity to do the 'Ah, you have something on your face' routine while casually picking a single bit of rice off his face and eating it with a smile. Its really effective!"

"Damn it! All this talk of food is making me hungry. Where do you think we should eat tonight?"

"Quiet!" a voice finally called out, instantly silencing the mass of students.

'Ah, finally, someone with half a brain,' Accelerator couldn't help but think to himself.

"We had Nabe last time, so this time it's Nimono! Any objections?"

There were none.

"Good. This should've been done when we first had new classmates, but with the initial shock that Accelerator-san gave us, it slipped my mind. So, Nimono it is to celebrate Accelerator-san and Last Order-chan's entrance into the class."

"Oi, oi! What about Judgement duties!" Accelerator protested.

"Nimono is it? Misaka asks as Misaka grins in preparation for a meal. Please can we go! Misaka begs as Misaka uses the annoying brat routine."

"Well, if you can't do it later, we'll just have to do it now," Aogami suggested. "All in favour, say I."

"I!" the class chorused.

"Excellent, let's go."

At this, the entire class began to stand and pack up their things, delightedly chatting as they made their way out the school.

"What the fuck!" Accelerator shouted, following them for a reason unknown even to himself.

This was insane.

However, as a few of his classmates, two boys and a girl, none of whom he recognised, patted him on the back and greeted him good naturedly, Accelerator had to admit, that on some level, it felt kind of nice.

It was like his rampage a few days ago was a distant memory. These people didn't fear him at all.

Then, the albino turned to look for Last Order, to gauge her reaction.

He was only partly surprised to find that she was right next to him, speaking to Himegami, who answered back bluntly and in short sentences, but nevertheless gave a small smile as she gave advice to the younger girl, she herself having only being in the class for less than two months.

"Himegami-san? Misaka begins another route of conversion as Misaka becomes curious of Himegami's preferences. Why do you keep glancing at Onii-sama? Misaka asks as Misaka looks on and plans. Oh, and by Onii-sama, Misaka refers to Touma, Misaka elaborates Misaka as clears up any potential confusion."

At this question, three people twitched in surprise.

The first was Himegami, who blushed faintly. Those who noticed said nothing, though some of the other girls gave her cool glances, while some of the boys began to grumble about Touma.

The other two were Aogami and Tsuchimikado.

"Damn it Kami-yan! Why are you being called Onii-sama so easily? I thought your preference was for Onee-san types!" Tsuchimikado yelled out to Touma, who whirled to face him.

"Don't say those kind of things out loud, Sis-con Sergent!" Touma snapped. "She just asked me if she could call me that, and I agreed. I don't know why. You're just jealous because you're little sister is the type to call anyone Onii-chan, while Last Order calls me that for a reason."

"You bastard, bringing my little sister into this!" Tsuchimikado growled, before pouncing on Touma as they began to fight.

"Kami-yan," the cold voice of Aogami pierced the air. "Just how many points on your harem are you going for? If you really want a harem with zero blind spots, as your friends, of course we'll help you. But still, it's unforgivable that you could go so far on your own. Teach me your tricks damn it!"

Then he, too, joined the fray.

Accelerator watched in amazement, but no one else seemed to react at all. His new classmates all reacted like this was a normal occurrence. It didn't help that Last Order was cheering 'Onii-sama' on, which only angered the other two competitors more.

They didn't seem to be holding back at all, punching and kicking each other wildly.

And then, just as Fukiyose was about to intervene, they rolled right into Accelerator.

He stumbled over them, his cane clattering a few feet away.

The fight stopped after a moment, as the Delta Force recognised the intruder.

"Got off me!" Accelerator shouted, trying to untangle his limbs.

With a scowl that their fight came to an abrupt end, the Delta Force began to get up.

However, just before they'd completely untangled themselves, they heard a voice full of worry.

"Are you alright? Misaka asks as Misaka displays her worry."

The voice was directed solely at Accelerator.

Aogami, Tsuchimikado and surprisingly Touma's faces darkened.

"In all the confusion, we'd forgotten who really had such a sweet little sister figure, all to himself."

"This is all because of the Kami-yan disease, the one that only affects those Kami-yan gets serious against!"

"Oi, oi, what's your type?"

"What, type?" Accelerator asked angrily.

"He's obviously a loli-con with the way he dotes on Last Order and continues to stare at Komoe-sensei in fascination."

"You would know, you multi-fetish bastard."

"I'm not a loli-con!" the Level 5 snapped.

"Then what type of girls do you like?"

"Or, maybe he doesn't have that type of interest?" Aogami gasped. "And with how the Kami-yan disease is spread… Don't tell me you're Kami-yan's Gay Option? You really are after a harem with zero blind spots, you bastard!"

"Don't accuse other people of that so easily!" Accelerator roared, starting the scuffle once again.

The fourway battle continued as they beat the crap out of each other with no preference.

A new member of the Delta Force was born.

"Alright, lets sta-" a small woman and teacher named Komoe entered her class for homeroom.

However, she stopped short when she noticed an undeniable truth.

All the seats were empty.

"Fuko da!" This shout rent the air, urging the petite teacher to hurry to the window.

What she saw was the last few of hr students leaving the grounds lie it was the end of the day instead of the beginning.

Silent tears came to Komoe's eyes, but she quickly wiped them away.

Kuroko had to repress a glare as the incompetent in front of her refused to answer questions.

He was an expert in hacking and electronic communication, and yet he knew nothing.

All of his expertise was useless!

Kuroko quickly found herself growing frustrated. This was the fourth person she had consulted, and the second that was directly involved in security matters.

As he finished, Kuroko merely sighed, thanking the man for his time.

She was skipping class so that she could investigate, so why was it so difficult to get a decent lead?

So far, all they'd been able to establish was that it was a power user of Level 3 or more, though not what type, and that he or she had experience in hacking.

That was all.

Kuroko was just about to report in when her phone rang, beating her to it.

"What is it?" she asked somewhat rudely, but the voice on the other end didn't seem bothered by this in the least.

"There's been a mass truancy event; an entire class skipped entered school and then left before the day could begin. A request quickly came in for Judgement to help capture the targets."

"Where are they?"

"In a restaurant in District 7. It's called Itamako. The address is-"

"Don't bother. I am already familiar with it. I'm on my way," she clicked herphone shut as she began to teleport over.

As soon as the pretty waitress approached their table, which sat Accelerator, Touma, Last Order and Himegami, there was a sudden exodus as everyone stayed clear for a moment.

The air was tense as the woman came ever closer, like the class was holding its breath.

The server must have noticed this as she very carefully placed the food on their table.

With that done, the class seemed to release a simultaneous sigh of relief.

The waitress seemed to feel the tension drain out of her as she gave a semi-nervous smile.

It was then that she knocked Touma's drink onto his lap.

"I'm so sorry!" she cried as the black haired boy stood up, intending to clear himself off in the bathroom.

However, the black haired waitress was qucikier, and grabbing a cloth began to try and dry his crotch.

Touma blushed immediately. "I-I-Its fine," he stammered. "I'm fine," he continued to back off, right into Fukiyose.

"Kamijou!" she yelled, spinning around, forcing Touma to quickly change directions and into the waitress again.

This time they fell to the ground in a heap.

"Kamijou. We're in a public place; please keep your hands to yourself and behave."

"The Iron-Wall girl is making her move," people began to whisper.

"The only person that can resist Kamijou's charms."

"What kind of scum do you take me for?" Touma instinctively shouted back.

"Nevertheless, go get yourself cleaned up before doing anything else, and remember to behave."

With a defeated sigh, the unlucky boy did as he was told.

"Honestly, that boy," Fukiyose shook her head.

Kuroko arrived to find a handful of Anti-Skill and Judgement members already waiting, assessing the situation and planning what next.

Another Judgement member, an older boy, noticed her and motioned her to approach. It seemed he was the one put in charge of the other, more junior Judgement members.

The Tokiwadai student walked up to him like it was nothing.

"You're Shirai-san, correct? The teleportor?"

"Er, yes," Kuroko replied uncertainly. How and why did he know her name?

"Good. You're the last person we are expecting. The plan is for two of us and the class teacher to go in there and ask them to surrender. If they refuse, the Anti-Skill will rush in to try and force them to surrender. Judgements job it to watch the doors. As a teleporter, I want you to come with me, and then, in the unlikely chance things turn ugly, you can take us all out of there. Is that alright?"

Kuroko found herself nodded hesitantly. "That's a little over-kill, isn't it?" she asked.

"Apparently there are some high end targets in there," he informed her. Then in a lower voice, "That woman there, wearing a green jumpsuit under her uniform, she seems particularly pissed," he pointed out the woman in question.

Kuroko found herself nodding in agreement.

"Now, let's go."

A/N: Not much plotwise, but I wanted to do more with Accelerator and the class.

Hope you enjoyed it.