Inspired by Fairytail and Cuna999's discontinued "The Key to my Heart"

Disclaimer: I do not own Fairytail or Gakuen alice!

Hope you enjoy this!

Chapter One: The Arrival

The gates were tall, and looming. With large black letters framing the top of the gates, spelling out "GAKUEN ALICE SCHOOL OF MAGIC". Evidently they had meant to be intimidating, and for the average person out in the streets they probably were. There was an aura about the gates, one akin to the gates of a cemetery. The same evil, polluted and scary aura, the type that prompted you to cross over to the opposite side of the road and avoid.

"How pleasant" were my first thoughts when I was dropped off at the front of the gates. I waved to the guard and signal for him to open the gate, but was blatantly ignored. Shifting my weight from one leg to the other, the jingle of keys attracted the attention of the guards.

"Hey kid, this isn't a school for little brats who want to learn magic! It's a prestigious school for the top young mages in all of Fiore. Go home before I call backup to chase you out!" one guard threatened while shaking his fist at me.

"Do these brutes even have any manners at all?" I wondered out loud. The few men in black suits heard me and stiffened, obviously angered. I smirked and reached out for the whip hooked onto my left hip, knowing an attack was imminent.

"Why you! Apologize at once! I will not overlook this disrespect!" The guards, infuriated teleported outside the gate and lunged at me, determined to make me 'apologize'. Ducking, I unraveled my whip with a loud crack and twirled it around me in a deceptively gentle motion . The guards surrounding me got a hard rap to their chests, and bent over in pain. With a jump I cracked my whip once again and whipped them each on the head, causing them to cry out in pain.

"STOP!" I heard a voice cry out. Looking up, I saw this guy with shoulder length long wavy hair cry out, pulling out a whip from his pocket. Without missing a beat, I leapt onto one of the massive pillars that framed the gates and cracked my whip towards him.

"CRACK"

I heard a resounding crack from the blondes whip and was suddenly pulled down from my perch onto the ground. Surprised, I stumbled on my landing and nearly twisted an ankle. Scowling, I glared at the blonde, only to see his whip coiled together with mine.

"Ah, another whip fighter?" I thought, before uncoiling my whip and springing back away from him, prepared to fight it out. It was obvious that he was on another level than those useless guards.

"Stop this right now!" he cried out. Then, surprising me, he turned around to the guards and demanded accusingly, "Guards, what is the meaning of this! Did I not inform you people that we're expecting a new student today? There were no orders for you to attack her!" I winced as his voice went several octaves higher as he continued to scold the guards. Slowly, I recoiled my whip and hooked it onto my belt. "Looks like things would be sorted out now without a fight…" I thought slightly disappointed. I thought I could have a small warm up before entering the school…

"…and you, must be our dearest darling cute beautiful gorgeous new student I assume?" hearing this, I turned back to the blonde with my luggage beside me. I stared at him, taking him in. The weird frilly shirt, with a deep v-neck exposing his pectorals, long frilly light purple pants and just screamed "GAY GAY GAY GAY." To say I wasn't impressed would be an understatement. Rather disgusted, I replied, "Yea, I am. Thank god there's someone here with a brain." With a roll of his eyes, the blonde signaled for the gates to be opened, and with a resounding creak the tall black metal gates slowly shuddered and opened for me.

With a small smirk I walked through them, dragging my single luggage bag with me. "Mikan Sakura right? I'm Narumi Anjo, just call me Narumi sensei" the blonde asked. I nodded in affirmation. We stopped before what looked like the general office. Reaching out to shake my hand, he said, "It's an honor to have you join us Sakura." Looking up at his face, his demeanor had totally changed. Much more serious now, he looked at me straight in the eyes, and I knew that this was the real him.

I wasn't unfamiliar with façades, so I took a deep breath, and gave him a warm, true smile, returned his handshake, and replied with sincerity,

"Its an honor for me, sir. Thank you for accepting me."