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Again, this is by Darkenning.

Back to being (mostly) serious, now. Negima belongs to Akamatsu Ken; this is parody, not an assertion of ownership. Thanks to my cowriters for all their help.

Decadent Habits

Chapter 15: Chizuru

"I thought you said you'd do it for free."

"I did do it for free. You have what you asked for, don't you? This is your gratuity. Also, it will set up a distraction so that eyes will be on me when you do your part rather than on me. You don't want any spanners in the works, do you?"

"I ... I want a promise that you won't -"

"Would a demon ask for that?"

"... all right."

Two days after Ayaka came home, she and Chizuru spent the afternoon finishing up their summer homework. Ayaka supposed that they could have done it much earlier. There'd been plenty of time while they were cooling their heels in Wales, after all. But no one, no matter how diligent and responsible, should be expected to do summer homework while in a foreign country, surely!

Regardless, they only had a few more days before the end of the summer break. Ayaka gave Chizuru help in the subjects - most of them, honestly - where she did better. In mathematics, the one subject where they were more or less peers, they could check each other's work. The time went by slowly, but that meant that they were together longer. Which was nice.

Then there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it. If it's a friendly looking older man offering flowers, I'm closing the door right away," Chizuru noted, getting up.

"You're never going to let me live that down, are you?" Ayaka groaned.

"Goodness, no," Chizuru replied cheerily. She opened the door just a crack, wishing as she did that it had a peephole. But it seemed that her concerns were groundless, this time. "Miyazaki?" she asked, not being familiar enough to use the 'Bookstore' nickname. "What's wrong?"

There were dark circles under the junior librarians eyes, which were staring at Chizuru in obvious panic. "Is iincho here? I need to talk to her!" the girl blurted.

Concerned, Chizuru undid the sliding deadbolt. "She's right here," she said, escorting Nodoka in.

Ayaka swivelled in her seat. "Miyazaki, is something -"

"Negi-sensei needs your help," Nodoka interrupted.

Quite suddenly, Ayaka went from a seated position to looming over Nodoka with her hands on the much smaller girl's shoulders. "Sorry, what was that again?" she said, even though she'd heard her quite clearly.

"Negi-sensei needs your help," Nodoka repeated, and felt deep shame as she watched Ayaka's eyes turn into red heart-shapes. But she soldiered on regardless. "Something has happened, and he's in trouble, and he needs to make more pactios with people, and you're the first one he chose."

"Chizuru, get the camera!" Ayaka squealed. "This event must be memorialized!"

I am officially a bad person, Nodoka thought sadly. I should probably feel worse. But I don't.

For her part, Chizuru was wondering what had happened to "I'm so happy he really is my little brother"-Ayaka, to bring back "I'll have sex with him to get him to pretend to be my little brother"-Ayaka. Ah well, she loved them both. She got up and got the camera. "Well, then, I guess we're off."

"Don't be silly! I need to put on a better outfit!" Ayaka declared as she dashed into her room. The sounds of closets being thrown open could be clearly heard.

Chizuru looked at Nodoka, noting that the girl seemed extremely anxious. Considering the situation, that was understandable. But ... hm. "Are Kotaro-kun and Natsumi-chan already there?" she asked casually.

"Eh? Oh. Yes, by now, probably. Sensei sent Misora-san to get them."

"I hope Kotaro-kun's not too upset about their date being interrupted," Chizuru continued absently.

"I think Natsumi-san would be more upset about that, really," Nodoka suggested.

"Probably true. She really wants him to appreciate plays more than he does," she continued, thinking about how her two young friends were planning to visit the zoo.

"Oh, are they going to a play?" Nodoka asked.

Not what I was hoping for, Chizuru thought while nodding. You've become a strong opponent, Miyazaki.

A moment later, Ayaka emerged from her room, dressed in a short pink mini-skirt and low-cut matching blouse, accessorized with delicate looking earrings and a nice hat. "How do I look?" she asked nervously.

Chizuru opened her mouth to suggest that the hat was a bit much, but Nodoka cut her off with a quick, "You're very lovely, iincho, now can we please hurry?"

Jogging quickly, they arrived at the cabin in the woods. "Isn't this where Evangeline-san lives?" Ayaka asked as Nodoka led the two of them up to the front door.

"Yes, Negi-sensei and the others are in her resort in the basement," Nodoka explained.

"... there is a resort in the basement? There is a basement?" Ayaka said, blinking. Since when did cabins have basements?

"It's magic, iincho," the library girl reminded her. She took them in through the open front door and down through the trapdoor into the basement, where the resort could be seen floating in the magical globe.

Ayaka could only stare in amazement. "Incredible," she murmured. "All of this, so fantastic." So much she'd never known ...

Chizuru was less impressed. "Are they really in there?" she asked skeptically. "I can't see any -"

"They're probably inside the buildings, that's where they were when I left. Look, I'll show you. Just touch the surface of the globe, and you'll be transported to that bridge, there." Nodoka suited the action to her words, and vanished. A tiny figure could be seen standing alone on the bridge, making a gesture that might have been a wave.

Ayaka held out her hand towards the globe herself.

"Wait a minute, I should go in before you do, in case this is a trap," Chizuru said, holding up a hand.

"What sort of person lets their friends take risks before she does?" Ayaka asked patiently.

"One with responsibilities beyond simple friendship," Chizuru pointed out gently.

Ayaka frowned, but turned it into a smile. "Together, then? Whither thou goest ..."

Chizuru felt a surge of love for the girl, but only let a tiny amount of it show in her usual gentle smile. "Ever and always," she replied.

Their hands covered each other, and, as one, pressed against the globe. Instantly, they found themselves in a room of marble, the walls of which stretched to a ceiling distant in darkness. On one of the walls, there was a heavy door with no visible handle or window.

"We've been had," Ayaka and Chizuru chorused.

"What was your first clue?" asked a sour voice from the corner. Hasegawa Chisame, dressed in a black bikini, was sitting there with an expression on her face that well-matched her tone.

The discovery that her class' bitter loner had been welcomed into Negi's circle of trusted allies - as she herself had not - had been particularly upsetting to Ayaka when she'd realized it, weeks ago. This probably influenced her tone when she said, "Hasegawa? What are you doing here? Did Miyazaki trick you, too?"

Chisame muttered something that Ayaka couldn't make out, but then spoke aloud. "No, I got myself into this mess. If Honya tricked you, I guess Eva-sama is a little more inclined towards quid pro quo than she said."

Sama? thought Chizuru without saying anything.

"I came here ... oh, who am I kidding, you don't care," Chisame broke off her own explanation, shaking her head.

"On the contrary, if we understand what Evangeline-san wants from you, maybe we'll be closer to understanding what she wants from me or Chizuru. Why has she put you here, Hasegawa?" Ayaka pressed.

"She didn't bother to explain herself to me," Chisame answered, still clearly sulking. "We came back from a tanning session and came in here, yesterday, and the next thing I know, Chachamaru's sisters came out of nowhere and dragged me here. I don't know why she'd do this, I ... I want to be with her, even if it is sick, so the only reason I can think of is that ... it has to do with Negi," she concluded. And then, slumping, eyes tightly shut behind her glasses, she added, "Because I'm his half-sister", in a tiny, barely audible voice.

Ayaka blinked, then slowly walked over to the other girl, looking at her closely for the first time, seeing the similarities that she'd never bothered to notice, that familiar lock of hair in the front. She squatted down so that their faces were level. "Well, that would explain why I was brought here, then," she said gently. "We have that in common."

Chisame jerked up, eyes snapped open and staring open mouthed at Ayaka. "What," she said.

"Apparently, the Thousand Master really got around," Chizuru noted wryly.

"Oh, no. No. Not both of you," Chisame said, sounding utterly horrified as she began to stand up.

"No, just me," Ayaka replied calmly, from where she was still crouching. "He's not also Chizuru's father."

I wish, Chizuru thought grimly. Well, no, I don't, because that would wreck both her life and mine. But nearly any father would be better than the one I have now.

"But he is mine. And if he's yours, then that makes us -" Ayaka continued.

"No," Chisame said firmly.

"I'm afraid it's a matter of fact, Hase-"

"You can't even call me by my first name, you don't get to call me your sister! And anyway, what makes you think I want you for a sister? Why would I want a stuck-up, self-righteous shotacon like you around me?" Chisame sneered.

"Backatcha," Ayaka answered calmly.

"What?" she shrieked.

"Stuck up: hiding in the back of the room, thinking how much better you are than everyone else. Self-righteous: again, thinking how much better you are than everyone else. Shotacon: ... well, Chisame-chan, since you are one of Negi-sensei's comrades, you've gotten further with him than I ever did. Which amazes me, frankly, because as far as I can tell, you're a mean, bitter and unpleasant person."

"You think I don't know that! You think I don't know what kind of a person I am?" Chisame raged, her voice getting louder and higher as she went on. "But that's the worst part of this crap, the fact that I'm not that person anymore. I'd love to be that person, because all she felt was aggravation, and what I feel is so much worse. I'm in love with someone who will never and can never love me back, and it hurts!"

"No," Chizuru said, and took two quick steps to close the distance between her and Chisame ... then slapped the other girl across the face. "That hurts."

"Chizuru!" Ayaka gasped, coming to her feet quickly. "That was not -"

Chisame interrupted Ayaka's protest with an inarticulate sob as tears began to flow from her eyes. Immediately, Ayaka folded the shorter girl into an embrace, giving Chizuru a reproachful glance as she did so.

Yes, it was necessary. Something had to break her out of that spiral of grief and anger, and that was the only tool I had. Well, I could have kissed her, I suppose, but she's just not my type. And now the two of you can bond, instead of saying more hurtful things to each other. Chizuru's thoughts did not reach her face. She silently walked over to the other side of the room and leaned against the wall, watching the two of them as Ayaka whispered quiet words of solace to her new-found sister.

A moment or so later, there was a snapping sound from the door, and with the groan of unoiled screws, it swung outward ... and Evangeline, wearing ridiculously sexy lingerie and a long black cape, walked in, followed by Chachamaru in a maid's costume. Chizuru noted that the robot girl's head quickly turned to look at where Chisame was standing in Ayaka's embrace. She imagined that she saw regret in her expression.

"Getting acquainted, I see," the small vampire said with a smile best described as leering.

"What is this about, Evangeline-san?" Ayaka replied, not letting go of Chisame as she turned to face their captor. "You've gone to a great deal of trouble to capture us, so clearly you must want something -"

"Correct," Eva interjected. "But believe it or not, I don't intend to do any of you permanent harm if I don't have to. You're here for two reasons. The first of them is to be bait."

"For Negi-sensei," Ayaka guessed, and felt Chisame trembling in her arms.

"Correct again. And no, as far as I know, he doesn't know that the two of you are his cursed father's children. I suspect that it wouldn't matter to him if he did."

"Of course not, we're his students, he'd come to help any of us. Including you," Ayaka pointed out angrily.

"Not even remotely what I meant, but never mind that now. The point is, knowing that you're being held here will bring him to rescue you, and then I'll have all three of the Thousand Master's children. I'm under a curse, you see, one that I can break with the Thousand Master's blood. If I were to drink the boya's blood, I'd have to drink nearly all of it, repeatedly, over days, to shatter the spell and set me free. But with three of you ... even though your blood isn't as magical as the boya's, I'll only have to drink a little bit from each of you." And despite her calm and mellow tone, fire clearly caught in her eyes. "And then I'll be free, free of this place."

"And we'll be your slaves until you decide to let us go," Ayaka guessed.

"There are far worse fates," Eva answered carelessly. "And it's not so bad, being my slave. You can attest to that, can't you, Chisame-chan?"

Chisame only shuddered.

"And what about me?" Chizuru asked, taking a step towards Eva. Four steps further. "I'm not a Springfield daughter. You can't use me for these purposes."

"What about you?" Eva's face expressed complete indifference. "You didn't have to tag along with Yukihiro."

"You should know better than that," Chizuru replied, taking another step. Three steps further. She could cover two in an eyeblink. How fast was Chachamaru? How strong? Unknowns. Impossible to base a plan of attack on unknowns. Thus, ignore them.

"Maybe I should. But I honestly don't care. Behave, and you'll probably live through this. Mess around, and -" Evangeline shrugged.

Ayaka, I love you. Asuna, take care of Ayaka when I'm gone. Natsumi, Kotaro, be good to each other. Mother, forgive me one day. Father, burn in hell.

She could see Chachamaru stepping around her mistress, moving quickly to intercept. But she was equalling the robot's speed, or perhaps her adversary's 'heart' wasn't in it. Either way she covered the three steps in much less than an eyeblink, and her left hand was in motion and it slammed into Evangeline's cheek with the force of a freight train. 'Run' she tried to yell at Ayaka and Chisame, but all that emerged from her throat was an incoherent bellow of pain.

"That was very brave, Chizuru-san, but I think you regret doing it, don't you?" Eva asked a moment later.

"Yes. Yes, I do," Chizuru replied, tight-voiced.

"Okay, then. Because I do get why you did that, I'm going to let the act be its own punishment. Am I not merciful, Chachamaru?"

"Yes, mistress," the robot answered robotically.

"If you'll excuse me, I've got a boya to lure in. See you in a bit, kiddies." The vampire backed out of the room, waiting for Chachamaru to accompany her - and affecting not to notice her servant's polite bow of farewell - before closing the door and audibly locking it.

"Chizuru, are you all right?" Ayaka asked, clearly frightened.

"No," Chizuru answered calmly and precisely. "I think I have broken my wrist."

Outside, Evangeline walked down the corridor a brief distance before quietly hissing, "Yeooooow!" and reaching up to rub her bruised cheek. "Are we sure she's just a normal?"

Back in the cell, Ayaka, following Chizuru's instructions, quickly improvised a splint for her friend's wrist from a pen and some strips of cloth. "All right," the class representative said. "I think it's time we got out of here, don't you?"

"Nice trick. How?" Chisame asked, having recovered a bit of her former attitude.

"With this," she said, picking up the camera Chizuru had brought with her. Before a snarky comment could be made about the possible uses of said camera, she opened a hidden compartment on its side, producing a small plastic jar that contained tiny thin pieces of metal. "Lockpicks," Ayaka explained.

Chisame's eyes widened. "Wait ... what?"

"Brilliant," Chizuru said, ignoring the pain for a moment. "I wondered -"

"Oh, come now. You should know that I'm not that flighty. I thought something was off about Miyazaki's behavior, but I couldn't refuse her, on the chance that she was telling the truth and I was just misreading her. So I came prepared. Now all we have to do is -"

"- pick the lock that's on the other side of the door," interrupted Chisame, sour once more.

Ayaka paused, looked at the door, which, indeed, had no visible lock on the side facing them. "Well. That's hardly fair." Cough. "Plan B. Wait to be rescued. So, Chisame ... what's it like, kissing Negi-sensei? Academic curiousity only. Really."

"It's like a little slice of heaven," Chisame answered dully. "I bet that if he'd been conscious it would have been even better." A bit of spirit came back into her voice. "Want it second-hand?"

Ayaka looked at Chisame, plainly considering the idea. Chizuru coughed so as to remind her frequent lover that she was still conscious.

"Ahem," Ayaka said. "If the offer was genuinely made, I would have no objection. But I think you're trying to push me away. Rest assured, I will not go away just because you are unhappy to be related to me. You and I are sisters, and I am going to try to love you, no matter how hard you make it. All right?"

Chisame just looked away.

Chizuru almost wanted to laugh. The girl was just like Asuna, really, and she suspected that she and Ayaka would probably tear each other apart repeatedly as they came to care for one another. Thinking of Asuna made her realize that Negi's closest companion also had that distinctive hair lock, just like the one on Nekane Springfield's head. She wondered whether there might be a connection. But then the pain in her arm grew too much for her, and she fled it down into unconsciouness. Her last thought before the darkness took her was the hope that Chisame and Ayaka wouldn't have sex while she was out. That would just be wrong ...

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