Almost done.

Disclaimer: Negima! doesn't belong to me, neither does Connor, Moro, or other OC's that might appear. I do however own Masayoshi and half of this storyline… which really is depleting quickly.

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Messed Up

Connor walked up the path to the World Tree, a piece of paper in his hand, crumpled, yet still legible; Connor, I must speak to you urgently, please come to the World Tree. He looked up form the dirt path and stared at the World Tree, he took a step and touched the bark, feeling the magic radiating mere inches away from him. He began to feel a sort of foreboding feeling as he closed his eyes and trained his mind on the tree… then he realized someone was near the tree, he couldn't necessarily see them, but a sort of sixth-sense was slowly developing and it was screaming in his head that there was indeed, someone by the tree… however before he could clarify his odd precognition, a cheery voice called him from behind. He immediately tried to run.

"Connor-sensei!"

Too late.

Kazumi put her arms around his neck and held him tightly, "I'm so glad you came…"

Connor paled, then turned a deep red as the blood rushed back to his face, "…w-what are you doing here!"

Asakura put her lips close to his ear, then whispered, "Well that note in you room… who do you think put it there?"

Connor swallowed. He opened his mouth, but couldn't respond, this is the second time he was called here by note, and this is the second time he came face to face with the last person he was expecting, "Er… that… that was you?"

Asakura sighed, and put her head on his shoulder, "Of course… this is our anniversary… I thought this is where we'd be most happy… so we can actually confess… properly…"

"A-a-anniversary? I don't even remember going out with you! If I did I'm pretty sure I'd remember…" he was stammering, how very un-Connor-ish…

"Silly Connor… we're always together… we tried kissing in Ayaka's place remember? And on the train… how can you say we've never been together when we've been like this for so long?" she smiled cunningly, knowing full well Connor could make no excuse to escape.

Connor stammered, "I-I-I… but… I…" he stopped, his eyes widening when a ghostly smile appeared in the tree, it was so familiar… so… nice… Connor found his lips curving into a warm smile as well.

Asakura smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "I see you remember now!"

"Connor! What doing you!"

Connor blanched, his face twisted in horror as he heard a certain Chinese girl call his name. He spun around, Asakura still clinging on to his neck, 'Ku Fei! T-this isn't what it looks like!"

Asakura smirked, 'It is too what it looks like! Me and Connor are celebrating our one year anniversary!"

Ku Fei snarled, her hands curling into shaking fists, "Connor…sensei…."

A boy in a black gakuran and wearing new nearly rimless spectacles smiled at the three from atop the world tree. He held in his right hand a silvery, sleek orb. In his other hand was an empty leather strap, it looked like it once held something, something important, but now it was empty. The boy leaned on the great tree's rough bark and sighed, looking up at the light blue sky with his dark earthly eyes, "Poor old Connor… hehehehe" he laughed quietly, and slowly faded away… nothing left there to ever give away his presence…

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I was planning on ending the thing right there... and I think I will! But don't dispair my loyal friends, Masayoshi's fate is whatever you guys wish of it, whether he has survived, was a ghost from the very beginnning, or if he was simply a figment of a very stressed late teenager, nobody but I know, and even I am somewhat confused to the ending, I simply allowed my conscious to guide me, and it has left me here to ponder my actions. I will think about writing a re-write to Screwed Up, a much less confusing one, hopefully. Perhaps you can give me your feedback on this story, please. The outcome of the reviews will decide on how well I may survive in a writer's world, so I also, leave my fate in your hands, guide me safely!

Slight Translations/Explanations:

Masayoshi's appearance – Ghost? Still alive? A memory? Perhaps none of these, it's up to you to decide.