A/N: Hello there everybody! This is the first fanfic I've ever written, so I hope this piqued your interest even a little. As you read in the summary, its basically just a rewrite of the story but with an OC thrown in as Negi's teaching assistant. No pairings besides canon ones as of yet, though I may decide to put a few of the less used girls in the spotlight. I've decided to adopt the business model of a few authors I've seen and only update after I get a certain number of reviews, let's say... 5. Please review after reading, I want to be able to turn this into the best story it could be with reader input. Also, there are translations of any russian I use at the end. So, without further ado, I happily present Mahou Sensei Negima: From Russia with... Perversion.

"Speech"

"Use of Russian"

Thoughts/Foreign terms (e.g. Yamato Nadeshiko)

[Spell/Magical Artifact]

Disclaimer: I do not own Mahou Sensei Negima or any intellectual property related to it.

The Train

Two boys stood on a crowded train, one roughly a foot and a half taller than the other, with a lecherous look on his face. The shorter boy had fiery red hair, and looked incredibly nervous.

"Hey Negs, what's botherin' ya?" The older boy said in a thick Russian accent, turning his green eyes to the younger.

"W-well, it's just that t-there's so many girls around..." Unaccustomed to any girls besides his childhood friend, the boy, named Negi Springfield, could only hide his face as hordes of Japanese middle school girls stared at him and his companion. It was only natural, of course, as foreigners weren't exactly the most common sight on a train headed to a Japanese school. The older boy, with a flip of his semi-long blonde hair, only laughed at his friend's reaction.

"AHYAHYAHYAHYAHYA! Negi, my comrade! Do you not understand the great opportunity being presented before us?!" The look on his face scaring many of his fellow passengers "We have been granted the highest honor bestowed to any man in his prime! You and I, comrade, have been chosen, like a protagonist in a manga, to teach at an all-girls school! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?!" Negi only sighed at this speech. He knew this would happen, knew that the notorious "Silent Voyeur" of Wales should never have been taken with him on his training trip. It was only at the insistence of his friend and the sister of said pervert, Anya Kokolova, that he even considered taking the Russian lech next to him along. Negi sighed for the umpteenth time that day.

"What does it mean, Alexei?" Here it comes.

"A fresh start comrade! A place where, the two of us, as the handsome sons of bitches we are, can create the one thing on every man's mind! A HAREM MY BOY!" The British boy could only attempt to distance himself from his blonde companion, in hopes that he will not also be labeled a crazy perv.

"And the first step to said harem, my dear Negi, is... PANTY SHOTS!" The look on Negi's face was now one of complete terror as the older Kokolov pulled out a feather from the jacket of his black blazer.

"A-alexei... wait a secon-" Too late, as the Russian pounced on him.

"Be a good sport Negs and help your comrade out!"Alexei began to tickle Negi's nose with the feather.

"AH-AH-AH-!"

And so the world was white.

The Run

"Hue hue hue hue hue..."

"Alexei, why did you have to embarrass an entire train full of girls?" Negi, being part of the older boy's antics, was embarrassed himself. For some reason, his magic always acts up and produces a strong wind when he sneezes. Ladies, you have been warned.

"C'mon Negs, the thought didn't even cross their minds that it was us who caused that wonderful scene, so why are you so worried?" Once again, the Russian's true nature knew no bounds. Even as they spoke, he was ogling every girl who ran by.

"Wow, these Japanese uniforms sure have short skirts... ahue hue hue hue hue..." If he were a low class pervert, the amount of thigh being shown would have been enough to satisfy him. Sadly for womankind, Alexei was no low class pervert.

"Geez, they have every kind of girl here, y vse krasniyi." And in all truth, he was right. Tall and beautiful Yamato Nadeshiko, athletic girls, motherly types, he even spotted a blonde haired loli! This place had everything! One red head with two ponytails and her friend on roller skates especially caught the blondes eye.

"Oy, Negi, look over there!" Alexei pointed towards the running red head and her black haired companion.

"Hmmmm?" Relatively uninterested, the younger boy merely glanced in her direction.

"Brat moy, that babe looks just like Nekane!" The mention of his older cousin caught Negi's attention. Nekane Springfield was a tall blonde beauty who had practically raised Negi by herself, and was the only other girl he was comfortable with. This however, when it came to Alexei, was only a cause of worry.

"W-wait Alexei don't g-" Too late, of course, as the pervert was already running her way at speeds that human beings should not be able to perform. Negi watched as the blonde said something to make her blush fiercely, after which she swiftly kicked him right in the face.

"A-alexei!" Negi ran as fast as he could to the Russian's aid, though he knew that the lech got what was coming to him. As he got closer, he could hear the red head's angry yelling.

"-OF PERVERT ASKS A GIRL WHAT PANTIES SHE'S WEARING?!" Negi sighed. Once again, he should have expected this outcome.

"I-i'm so sorry miss!" The British boy ran up, apologizing as best he could. "H-he really didn't mean to offend you!"

"Shut up brat!" Negi cringed at her response. "Who protects a stupid pervert like that anyway?!" The girl appeared ready to commit muder.

"Negi, my comrade! Save me from this crazy woman!" Alexei crawled comically to Negi and hid behind his legs. "I fear for the lives of my future children if I remain near this female any longer!" This caused the veins in the red heads forehead to pop out angrily. The schoolgirl stomped over, preparing to deliver divine retribution, when all four present heard a smooth voice.

"-what seems to be going on here?" A man in his mid thirties sporting glasses and a light colored suit walked up to the commotion.

"T-takahata-sensei!" The read head's previous anger disappeared and was replaced with nervous fidgeting."T-this pervert here came up to me-"

"Oh, Negi-kun, Alexei-kun! How good to see the both of you here!" The man interrupted, turning to the two boys.

"Likewise, tovarish!"

"I didn't know you worked here Takamichi!"The black haired girl, previously in the background, giggled at the look of sheer horror present on the red head's face.

"You know these perverts Takahata-sensei?!" Negi almost cried at this label.

"Of course I do, Asuna-kun. These two are my old friends from Wales, Negi Springfield and Alexei Yurievich Kokolov. In fact, they're exactly the people I was looking for." The older man turned to the boys. "Why don't you two come with me to the dean's office and he'll get you situated?" Takamichi began to walk away, with the Russian and the Brit trailing not far behind. Before they got out of sight, Alexei turned around and stuck his tongue out at the still stunned Asuna, resulting in another angry outburst.

"Let go Konoka, let me at 'im!" The black haired girl held back the red head as if she were a raging lion.

"Just let it go Asuna, we need to get to class!" Konoka obviously didn't have the strength to hold back the beast woman, so she did the next best thing: distracted her. Sighing, Asuna calmed down and began walking again.

"Alright..." Walking with her head drooping, the red head suddenly recalled something. Turning to Konoka, she said "Konoka, what were you going to say before that pervert walked up to us?" Konoka thought for a moment, and then a light bulb seemed to go on above her head. Talking excitedly, she let out one of the few phrases Asuna never wanted to hear.

"Asuna, did you hear about how we're getting a new homeroom teacher?"

The Job

"Well, Negi-kun, I must say, your credentials are impeccable. Despite your age, we'd be happy to have you teaching here! Especially if it's for the completion of your training to be a Magister Magi!" The old man of indiscernible age leaned back in his armchair.

"Thank you very much, Dean Konoe! It's an honor to be teaching at your school!" Negi put on his best business smile in an attempt to impress the dean. Alexei, however, deemed this unnecessary and had sat down and put his feet on the old man's desk since the start of the meeting.

"I am a little bit worried about your companion here though..." Dean Konoe turned his scrutinizing gaze towards the Russian. "Are you sure it's safe to have a man... like HIM here at an all-girls school?"

"Ahahaha..." Negi scratched the back of his head nervously. Honestly, he expected this, and his true opinion was that it most certainly was NOT safe. But, a true man sticks up for his friends, so he instead replied

"Of course Dean Konoe! I will do my utmost to unsure that he does not bring any form of harm to the student body!" Though he wasn't exactly sure how he would go about that...

"Well, it's good to know that the rabid animal is on a leash." Alexei frowned at this.
"Hey! I'm sitting right here you know!" Of course, he was ignored. Dean Konoe then pressed a button on his desk, and began speaking into an intercom.

"Shizuna-sensei, would you be so kind as to bring our new staff to their classroom?" A few seconds later, a tall blonde woman (with a very sizable bust, Alexei noted) walked into the room.

"Would you be Negi-sensei?" She said turning to the younger boy and ignoring the older's blatant staring.

"Yes ma'am! I'm starting as a teacher here today!" Negi looked like a child on Christmas morning. Well, technically he is still a child.

"No need to be so formal. We're equals now, I presume." Shizuna gave a small smile to the Brit. "Now, if the two of you would come with me." She turned and walked out of the office, and the boys followed. "You will be taking over Takahata-sensei's old class, 2-A. They're a bit of a rowdy bunch, so do be careful." As she said this, Takamichi walked up behind the trio.

"-You might want to take this notebook, Negi-kun." The Brit jumped at this. Noticing it was his friend, he sighed and turned to the older man.

"It's the class roster. I put in some notes that I hope will be helpful." Negi began to look through the roster with Alexei looking over his shoulder. The Russian whistled.

"Negi we totally scored! There's nothing but babes in this class!" Alexei's eyes lit up with excitement, and then he looked closer. "Wait a second... its the red head from this morning!" A mischievous grin now found itself on his face.

"Alexei, please don't do what I think you're thinking about doing." Negi put on his best puppy dog face, while the two adults present merely exchanged confused glances. "I have no idea what you're talking about, comrade... ahue hue hue hue hue..." Shizuna decided to diffuse the awkward atmosphere.

"Well, we've arrived! Why don't the two of you go right on in and start class. I'll wait out here in case of any problems." Shizuna stepped to the side to let them through.

"Alright! I'll go first!" The Russian excitedly opened the door, and on his head fell a chalkboard eraser, with white chalk scattering all over his black suit. "BLAT!" Swearing in Russian, he stumbled forward, right into a trip wire laid out for him. Falling over that and onto the teacher's raised platform, he was then hit right in the face by multiple shots from a dart gun. Negi walked in after him with a fearful expression. Negi turned and looked at the stunned class, noting the place where the red head sat, and began to speak as his Russian friend raised himself from the ground.

"H-hello everyone. My name is Negi Springfield, 10 years old, and I am your new homeroom teacher." Alexei finished standing up and put on an angry smile.

"And I, am the great Alexei Yurievich Kokolov, 16 years old, and your new teaching assistant!"

Oh dear.

End Chapter 1.

A/N: Well? R & R what you think. For now, see you later!

Translations:

y vse krasniyi: "and they are all pretty" (last word lit. means red)

tovarish: "comrade/friend"

brat moy: "my brother"

blat: used like "fuck", lit. "whore"