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Relaxing and Recuperating [Open]

The nice thing about being injured was the amount of sleep Negi got. Chamo had absolutely refused to let him walk so everywhere he went he was floating on his staff, riding side-saddle in order to not strain himself.

Today however, he had decided to read one of the books he had purchased down at the local bookstore, a tale of swords and mages, demon gods and blowing up cities in the name of profit and good fun. So sitting down in his room, he was paging through the book, reading through the book as he sipped on a drink that was provided to him by the caretaker. Soft stands of music filtered into the dorms from outside as he adjusted the tank top he wore. It was still the silly girls outfit he wound up in a while ago but Negi wasn't too worried about it. The wig he still wore, littered with braids both big and small with little ornaments in them.

Quietly, he turned the page while his injuries continued to heal.

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Hikari sighed, walking around as Nyaromon slept, her arm still held in a sling since she broke her arm in that last battle against the Ohm.

She hadn't been able to do much of anything. Everything that was done was Nyaromon. And she wasn't sure why that bothered her all that much, it wasn't like back home things were much different.

Then again, back home, she hadn't seen other people fighting instead of hiding behind a transforming monster either.

She let out another sigh as she walked past one of the rooms, heading towards... well, she wasn't really sure.

Negi looked up as the shuffling in the hall alerted him to the new arrival and he smiled. "Hikari-san!" called out Negi, waving at her. "I didn't notice you were here."

He was smiling at her, but the last time they encountered each other, he was a depressed shell of a teenager and so was she. Again.

Mou...

Hikari blinked, turning her head to see... a girl? Or wait, now, that was actually a boy. Dressed as a girl for some reason.

Ookay...

"Umm... do I know you?" she asked, blinking again.

Negi blinked, scrolled back the mental calendar and he blushed. "Oh right. It's me, Negi. You know, the really depressed teenager?"

He blushed as he pulled the wig off, revealing the same red hair that was tied up in a messy mop of hair. "I blame Chamo for the clothing and Vivio for the braids in the wig, but uh, it's not as weird as it sounds. Okay, it is weird as it sounds but really, the outfit's actually pretty comfy since I'm healing internal injuries and I'm babbling aren't I?"

Hikari just smiled nervously. "Oh, I see. But... how? I mean, with the different ages thing..."

Braids being Vivio's fault she could understand. Quite easily, in fact.

In response, Negi held up a small bottle that strangely looked like a candy jar and rattled it. "It's my age-deceiving pills. A magic that changes your age and form upwards of eight or so years. It's really quite handy. Though I was under the influence of one when I was released."

Hikari just blinked. "Really? That sounds kinda... odd."

She really didn't know what to think about that. The way she figured it, a lot of things could go wrong with them.

"It's magic and safe, undetectable by scans and you have a great view from high above," replied Negi with a smile, setting it down on the table next to his bedside. "Come on in, snag a chair. I'd get up, but I'm still aching from the fight."

"There's cookies on the table too if you want one," added Negi.

Hikari smiled a bit and sat down. "Thank you, I'll have one later. Maybe." She said, taking a deep breath. "I... that last fight... we don't stand much of a chance, do we?"

"On the scale of one to ten, we performed at least at a seven for what we accomplished," said Negi seriously. "I keep going over the scenarios and what people tell me, but it seems to me that we did our best for such a surprise attack."

He put the book down, folding the corner of the page before closing it. "I think we did exceptionally well even if it was a loss. We can learn from it, and try harder as well. Of course that's my optimism showing but..."

Hikari nodded. "Maybe. It's just... we were so close to that node... and we were beaten so easily. All of us. Me and Angewomon. Vivio's mom. Superman... everyone."

Negi nodded, thinking of his own fight. "In a fight there's a thousand different things that could go wrong, or change in an instant. We were unprepared at best, and I know how much it hurts being so close to something... or someone that you want to beat you can taste it. But you can't land that single punch, or throw that attack that you're sure will beat him."

Negi was thinking of Fate, and how it seemed like an impossible goal to defeat him. But something else was nagging at the young man, and he bit his lip. "Sometimes, you have to figure out just what you can do at that point in time... before you can defeat that obstacle in mind."

Following the directions Sasami had given her, Alessa had found the W.I.T.C.H. bus, where she couldn't just appear in thin air. That made sense of course: the bus itself was magic, and could repel her invisibility. That didn't bother her, it was only a little annoying. In any case, she walked onto the bus, keeping her human guise so she wouldn't be bothered.

When she reached the room, she was surprised to find that there was a girl there, reading a book. It only took a flicker of a second to realize that it wasn't a female at all, but a boy. With braids. And a tank top with shorts and fox ears and a tail.

That was the oddest thing she had ever seen.

"Are you Negi Springfield?"

Negi looked up and nodded, setting aside the book. "Yes I am."

He kind of wished by now that he had changed out of his outfit which Chamo put him in hilariously enough but it was the thought that counted.

She blinked. She id not know if there were enough explanations as to why this boy was dressed as a girl. Then again, Sasami could be as baffling as this person, so she supposed it was either her lack of understanding of human behavior. In any case, he was the right person.

"I wish to speak to you. It involves the interaction you've had with an acquaintance of mine, a person named Sasami. We have decided to be familiar with each other, and so I would naturally want to know your intentions involving her."

Uh oh.

Pulling off the wig and ears, he decided to get a little more serious. After all, you couldn't be serious when lounging around in relaxing outfits, fox bits and all. "What did you want to know?" inquired Negi. "My intentions? I want to protect her."

"You can keep the ears, they are funny," Alessa commented. "But back to what you were saying. You claim that you want to protect her. Why? I heard you lent her power, and the lending of power, even with demons, is considered a very rare thing. Why?"

She could care less now if he was bothered by her being a demon. She wanted to make sure that his reasons and his personality was true. She would find out this way.

Fortunately Negi was used to demons, though he never quite met a girl like Alessa before. "Pactio," said Negi as way of explanation. "It's a ritual to promote a Magister and Ministra bond between one another. At a maximum of 10 kilometers, I can lend magical power to enhance her strength, speed and stamina in combat, as well as teach her how to perform magic."

Negi shuffled his fingers around a little in thought. "I do it because I care about her, like all my students. Maybe a little more, I'm still figuring that out. But I feel like I want to protect her, no, I need to. She's always friendly to me, caring and gentle. And I want to lend my strength to give her hope."

She would have to look into this Pactio business. It didn't sound like it was particularly harmful to Sasami, but one could never be sure. THe more she talked to this boy, the more she was beginning to see that he not only meant no harm toward Sasami, she could actually see why it was she liked him in the first place. No doubt their personalities were something of a match.

After saying that, Alessa understood something: it was likely the boy was attracted to Sasami for the very same reasons that she had decided to be her friend. That particular way she was, the way she smiled and accepted others: it was both refreshing and naive, and she wanted to prevent it from being extinguished, if only because the girl had others best interest.

"We may have more in common than I thought," Alessa said. "If you are giving her strength for that reason, then maybe I do not need to worry as much about her. That's good. But I am curious about something, Naegi Koon Springfield."

She paused. "Why do you want to be scantily clad fox girl?"

Negi blushed a little. "Uh, it's a long story. Basically put, I put on the clothing and didn't think much about it until I realized I was in girl clothing. And then Chamo-kun added the ears and tail and hairpiece and I guess I just went with it. The only person who saw me like this is you, Hikari-san and Vivio."

Hikari sighed and frowned. "I guess..."

Negi sighed. "At least no one, well, got seriously injured. We were lucky I admit, and I was pretty beat up myself. But I think everyone did their best. Speaking of which, how's Tailmon?"

Hikari frowned. "She got hurt, really bad. She's alrightish now, but she's stuck in her baby form right now. She's not too happy about that."

"How does that work?" inquired Negi, clearly interested in helping. "Does she need any help getting unstuck?"

Hikari blinked. "No, Digimon regress to lower stages when they loose a lot of energy and get hurt. Tailmon's usually in her adult form, but she got hurt a lot while in her Perfect form and lost a lot of energy. She'll be fine, eventually."

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