Chapter 1 - Audi doctrinam si vis vitare ruinam.

Audi doctrinam si vis vitare ruinam.
(Be attentive to teaching if you wish to avoid disaster)

Please note: This my first real try at making a fic out of a Ken Akamatsu story. Therefore, please expect typical Negima! incidents. If you're not familiar with Akamatsu's work, I highly recommend it. Yes, it's romantic comedy and perverted humor, but really, that's just about any shonen-oriented anime-manga these days. Please understand that this work doesn't necessarily reflect my views- I just got a kick out of writing something other than my typical battle scenes. So, please enjoy and comment!

-NG

PS: Individual chapters will have ratings. The maximimum nudity/sex/language/etc is noted in the regular ratings. Each chapter will be given an additional rating. If you're offended by the content, don't read it.

Chapter 1: PG-13


NEGIMA!

So this is Mahora Academy…A very nice place! Beautiful scenery!
…
Huh? Man, there are a LOT of girls around here. I wonder what’s going on? Maybe it’s just one of those schools where there aren’t many guys. Huh. Well, whatever. This beats whatever they planned to do with me. Just what happened that day…No, don’t think of that now! You’re here now, that’s what matters! Now, let’s get to it!

My name is Kimihiro Netsubou. I’m fifteen years old. I’m not an average guy, but I’m not special either. Not sure what that makes me. So, what do I do? Well, I’m a martial artist (I really like swords), and I’m really into…well, girls, I guess. Then again, I’m fourteen, that’s hardly a shock. I’m originally from America, but I’ve come to Japan for…some reason. Well, I was TOLD to, actually. Not that I’m complaining. I fell in love with the country a while ago, and I’m glad to be here. Oh, here comes a girl. She’s looking right at me! Not bad! Hell, this is record time!

Oh yeah, one more thing about me: I like girls, but they don’t like me. Or, rather, they scare me. I hope I can get over that!


--

“Oh, hello!”

The cheerful voice of Konoka Konoe greeted Kimihiro’s ears.

“Hi. Are you the Konoe-san I’m supposed to meet here?” Kimihiro rubbed his head sheepishly, feeling stupid for asking that.

“I sure am! And you’re Kimihiro-san! Oh, but please call me ‘Konoka’!”

I’ll never get used to this –san thing, Kimihiro thought. It sounds cool in anime, but when a gaijin like me says it…

“Welcome to Mahora Academy! Follow me, I’ll take you to the teacher’s lounge!”

Man, this girl is care-free! And so nice! I never met one like her back home. And she’s cute!

-

Kimihiro and Konoka were on their way, moving at a good pace. Konoka pointed out a few things of interest, and Kimihiro drank the view in He did notice something strange, though:

I haven’t seen one other guy. This is odd. We passed the girl’s dorms, but where do the guy’s stay?

“Asuna! Over here!” Konoka called suddenly, waving to another girl. Upon hearing her name, the girl jogged over. Kimihiro’s heart rate sped up. He never had two nice-looking females talk to him at once! This was awesome!

“Hmm? What’s this, Konoka?” Asuna, a red-haired girl with two long ponytails held in place with gold bells, pointed at Kimihiro.

“It’s a boy, silly! His name is Kimihiro! Kimihiro, this is Asuna Kagurazaka! Don’t let her looks fool you, she’s actually really nice!” Konoka patted Asuna and Kimihiro on their shoulders.

“It’s very nice to meet you,” Kimihiro managed to choke out around what felt like a boulder in his throat. Asuna didn’t seem to notice him.

“Konoka, ANOTHER boy?! Man, I could have sworn this place was a girl’s academy!”

Kimihiro froze. Say WHAT?!
Apparently, it hadn’t dawned on Kimihiro yet, despite the numerous signs:

This was an all-girls school.

“Having fun, girls? Oh, and who’s this?”

A male teacher walked up next, waving in a friendly way. Kimihiro had never been so relieved in his life.

“Takahata-sensei!” Asuna exclaimed, suddenly turning red in the cheeks.

“I have the new student there, Takahata-sensei! This is Kimihiro!”

Takahata-sensei seemed like the type who could get along with anyone. He extended a hand, following Kimihiro’s customs, rather than his own.

“It’s nice to meet you, sir,” Kimihiro offered, shaking Takahata’s hand.

“I see you’ve met Asuna and Konoka. Well, they’re two great girls. So you’re in good hands. If I’m not mistaken, class starts soon, doesn’t it?”

“Ohmigosh, you’re right! C’mon Kimi-kun, we’ve gotta hurry! You don’t want to be late on your first day!” Konoka started dragged Kimihiro to class.

“Huh? Wait, hold on! I don’t belong here! I’m a boy! And I’m not dressed for the occasion!” Kimihiro hadn’t failed to notice the short-skirted uniforms the girls were wearing. He certainly loved this academy, and was swelling with school pride at first glance.

“Put your uniform on, silly!”

“Where do I do that?!” Kimihiro glanced around, not seeing a men’s bathroom or locker room anywhere. Was he supposed to get changed in mixed company? Was it some kind of hazing?

“Oh, that’s right! Well, uh…oh, Asuna, why don’t you take him to our place? He can get changed there. I’ll tell Negi you’ll be late!”

“Konoka, don’t you DARE leave me alone with- ugh, damn!” Asuna managed to say, but Konoka was long gone. She turned to face Kimihiro. “Listen, uh, don’t take that kind of thing personally. See, we’ve got this snot-nosed little boy living with us, and I just kind of react that way. From the look on your face, it’s obvious you’re just as surprised, so I guess I can’t hold that against you. Well, c’mon, hurry up!”

--

Asuna shut the door to their dorm room. She glared at Kimihiro, who was looking at the package in his hands.

“Get dressed already!” she finally yelled.

“Uh, well, you’re, um, staring at me…” Kimihiro sputtered. He was afraid of girls, and this one was no exception. She was scary!
I like ‘em feisty…I think. Still, what does she have against me? Well, at least there’s another boy around somewhere.

Asuna realized that she was, in fact, staring at him. “Ah, sorry! I’ll just…wait outside. Then we can go to class. Hurry up now, okay?”

Kimihiro watched her go, still shocked at all this. Another thought ran through his head:
If there’s a skirt in here, they can just give me detention for not wearing a uniform…

--

Asuna bit her thumb, waiting outside the door. She didn’t like little boys; only older men. This was really her first time talking with one her own age.

He doesn’t seem like a bad guy. Still, why would a boy his age be here? This IS a girl’s academy, and the only other boy we have is Negi, and he…oh no, not another ‘special’ kid! Oh, damn, why does our class always get the weirdos?! A ten-year-old homeroom teacher, all those exchange students, and now a new guy?

Kimihiro stepped out of the room, tugging at his sleeves.

“Sorry for the wait. I’m not very good with ties.”

Kimihiro had been relieved to find that he hadn’t been expected to wear a skirt. Instead, he found crisp black dress pants, a white shirt with a purple and yellow logo over the breast pocket, and a black and maroon tie. Not his color, but uniforms were uniforms. Also in the package had been a purple jacket, but Kimihiro had decided to draw the line there. It was hot outside now, and the long dress shirt was hot enough.

Asuna said ‘no problem’ and led the way to class.

--

The classroom was abuzz this morning.

“We’re getting a new student?”

“Really?!”

“I heard that, too!”

“I wonder what she looks like?”

“I heard she’s from America!”

“Wow, an American? That’s about the only thing our class DOESN’T have!”


In front, Negi overlooked his class of thirty-one girls. They were quite a group, to say the least. Energetic, friendly, and interested in anything but their grades most of the time. It was just what Negi needed- not.

Negi wasn’t your average teacher. For starters, he was only ten years old. He was teaching girls three to five years older than him. But that wasn’t the strangest thing about him. Ten year old teacher Negi Springfield was a wizard.

Wizard or not, this wasn’t going to be easy.

I hope the girls aren’t too harsh. I remember how they welcomed me…oh dear, perhaps I’d better meet the new student in the hallway first…

Too late for that.

“Sorry we’re late, Negi. Getting changed took a while,” Asuna explained. Under her breath, she muttered ‘come on!’, and pulled on an arm.

“Thank you, Asuna,” Negi said, walking toward the door. “Let’s have a look at our new student, shall we? …ah!”

“What is it, Negi-kun?!”

Asuna used her strength to yank Kimihiro into the room. The class froze. They looked at Kimihiro, muttering in low whispers. Kimihiro could only blush like an idiot and stand up straight.

“Oh dear, I wasn’t expecting a boy…well, it doesn’t matter. Please, tell us your name,” Negi asked kindly, speaking in a manner beyond his ten years.

“My name is Kimihiro. It’s nice to meet all of you.”

Or, that was what Kimihiro TRIED to say. What came out was a mix of Japanese and English that was more or less unintelligible. The girls couldn’t help but snicker at that, making Kimihiro even MORE nervous.

“It’s alright. As I understand, you’re new to Japanese, and had no time to prepare. Please don’t concern yourself. The girls are very friendly, so you won’t feel nervous for long.”

Wanna bet, sensei? Kimihiro didn’t see thirty-one girls. He saw thirty-one threats! Gradually, though, it dawned on him:

This was a guy’s paradise. Wall to wall girls, all his age. And those uniforms…wow. And darned if every one of the girls was easy on the eyes!

I’m gonna like it here…DEFINITELY gonna like it here! Kimihiro bowed, then waited for more instructions.

“Well then, where to put you…” Negi scanned his class roster. “Oh…well, the only spot I have available is next to Evangeline-san, but I-”

“What’s the matter, Boya? Sit him next to me, I don’t…bite.”

Kimihiro looked up to find the voice talking. The voice spoke Japanese, but sounded British, or some kind of European. It was clearly someone who was trying to intimidate the teacher, so Kimihiro was automatically on his guard as well. After all, one guy has to have another guy’s back, right?

Negi didn’t look happy about it, but he directed Kimihiro to go ahead and sit. That didn’t quite work, as the Narutaki twins had something up their sleeves. Two small, pink-haired terrorizing twins, Fuka and Fumika had a trap planned for the new student. The only hitch was that their trap was meant for a girl. So they improvised by simply tripping Kimihiro. As he tripped and tried to catch himself, he fell right into Mana Tatsumiya. His hand was the problem- it had landed squarely on her left breast.

“Uhh…” Kimihiro managed. He looked at the owner of said breast. The girl didn’t seem horribly disturbed. She shifted one eye toward him.

“I’m really so-” Kimihiro began, but he stopped dead. He saw where the girl’s other eye was looking. Right at a gun she had holstered inside the maroon vest that most of the girl’s seemed to be wearing today.

“Yah!”

Negi hadn’t seen what happened, but turned around when he heard the shout. His eyes widened. Kimihiro had jumped up in shock, and was currently hanging from a light fixture, his eyes as wide as dinner plates.

“Kimihiro-san, please let go of that light fixture and come down from the ceiling. If something frightened you, please let me know.”

Kimihiro climbed down to a chorus of laughter. The worst part was that he couldn’t get even with those twins! It’s not like he could haul off and slug a girl…

-

BRRRRINNGGGG!

Class was FINALLY over. The day couldn’t have ended soon enough for Kimihiro. His Japanese sucked, he had accidentally molested a girl, and then he got scared by another one.

I think I’ll go curl up in a ball and die. What the hell do those two pink-haired terrors have against me? And that girl I accidentally fondled- a gun?! How the hell does she get away with that?!

Kimihiro got up and walked to the door. He had one foot out when he decided to wait. He had to apologize to that girl. It might help if he knew her name.

“Pardon me, sensei, but what’s that girl’s name?”

“MANA TATSUMIYA, YOU PERVERT!” Asuna shouted, grabbing Kimihiro by the tie. (Kimihiro made comical choking sounds as his windpipe was obstructed) “I SAW YOU GRAB HER BREAST! YOU TRY THAT ON ME, AND YOU’RE IN FOR A WORLD OF HURT!”

“I didn’t mean to, honest! I was tripped and fell into her!” Kimihiro tried to explain.

“Suuuuure. That’s why you grabbed a girl with such big breasts. Real mature. Grow the hell up!” Asuna snarled before storming away.

“At least I know her name now…” Kimihiro murmured. He had decided he would also talk to Negi-sensei. But for now, Tatsumiya required his concentration.

“Excuse me, Tatsumiya-san?” Kimihiro said hopefully. To his surprise, the tall, dark-haired beauty actually stopped. After gulping, Kimihiro bowed. “I’m very sorry about that…incident. I honestly didn’t mean it. I just…tripped. I hope that you can forgive me.”

Tatsumiya was quiet at first, but offered a small smile. “Accidents will happen. Just be certain they don’t happen a second time, Kimihiro-san.”

Kimihiro couldn’t help but notice that Tatsumiya was gorgeous. He had just accidentally felt her up, so he couldn’t help but wonder if that was why she seemed gorgeous. Then again, as Makie Sasaki walked by, he thought she was cute. Ayaka Yukihiro was gallant. Asuna Kagarazaka was tough but cute. Then there was Evangeline and Chachamaru.

“Welcome to our class,” Chachamaru said quietly with an accompanying bow.

“Thank you. It’s nice to meet you.”

The girl named Evangeline was now standing uncomfortably close to Kimihiro. She seemed to be looking him up and down. Not that Kimihiro minded, but it WAS making him a little nervous.

“Boya, can’t you sense it?” Evangeline finally said, looking at Negi.

“Sense what, Evangeline-san?” Negi replied, slightly confused. She only ever speaks to me that way when it’s about magic. Could there be something magical about Kimihiro?

“You. The boy. Kimihiro. I think we’ll enjoy sitting next to each other. I know I’ll enjoy it very much. I just want you to remember that. Come, Chachamaru.”

Kimihiro watched the girls leave, not quite sure what to think of that. Apparently, Negi wasn’t sure either, as he was looking slightly panicked.

“Is something wrong, sensei?”

“Huh? Oh, Kimihiro-san! No, not at all. I was just thinking, that’s all! I’ll make it a point to introduce you at the start of the next class. I’ll see you tomorrow!”

-

Negi, tailed by Asuna, ran back to the room they shared with Konoka. Panting heavily, Negi started to root around in his jacket pocket.

“Whatcha looking for, Aniki?”

A white ermine had jumped up on the nearest table from Negi’s shoulder. Named Chamo, the ermine was a magical creature. His job was to advise Negi whenever possible. Seeing his charge so worried, Chamo felt it was his duty to help. When he saw the normally unshakeable Asuna worked up, then it was time to get worried.

“I’ve got a new student, Chamo.”

“A potential Pactio partner, maybe?”

“No. He’s a boy. That’s what’s so strange. Evangeline-san warmed to him immediately. I wonder if there’s something magical about him.”

“No foolin’? Well, lead me to him, Aniki. Let’s just find out. The kid’ll be in danger if Evangeline is already on to him! Anesan should come to, and maybe even Setsuna-nechan.”

“Hold on a sec! What’s the big deal, anyway? He’s not an enemy or something, or he could have just taken me out! Besides, he molested Mana, that pervert!” Asuna protested. “Why do we have to help him?”

“He’s one of my students, that’s why. You don’t have to get involved, Asuna-san. But I have a duty as his teacher.”

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