Disclaimer- I don't own Negima.

I must be crazy. I already had a chapter fanfiction going, and that's already eating up my time. But I wanted to do this, so I decided to anyway. It probably won't be too long of a story, but I'll have fun writing it. It's basically going to be Albireo telling stories of his life to a few class 3-A students. I hope you enjoy! :)

"Welcome to my humble home."

Albireo sat on a hard-backed chair, a teacup poised to drink, a book in hand. He was the perfect picture of a refined gentleman, or as Asuna and Chisame saw it, a pansy.

"Humble?" scoffed Chisame. "You call this skyscraper humble?"

"Skyscrapers, I believe, are above ground. Please do your research." smirked Albireo.

Konoka looked around, a finger to her lips. "This place is just as pretty as last time. Do you have to clean a lot?"

"Oh, no," chuckled Al. "I do my cleaning with magic."

"It's that handy, huh?" grumbled Asuna, wishing she had magic to clean her room.

"Very."

Chisame rolled her eyes. "I'm not buying it. I bet you spend half your day in an apron, running around cleaning the place."

"I can see it." nodded Konoka thoughtfully.

"How amusing," said Al. "Why don't you sit?"

"Why'd you invite us here?" asked Chisame, crossing her legs and glaring at Al intently. "You have to have a reason, right? How about it, perverted eggplant?"

"I see you've been taking lessons from Eva, Chiu-sama."

"Don't call me that!" Chisame sat there quietly, wildly wondering how he knew about her alter ego.

"I was simply lonely. I thought I could use some company."

They stared at him. "Seriously?" said Asuna. "That's it? We had to walk all the way down here to make you feel less lonely?"

"Don't be mean," chided Konoka. "I'd love to talk with you, Ku:Nel-sama."

"What the hell are we going to talk about?" muttered Chisame.

"Tell us a story!" demanded Konoka, clapping her hands excitedly.

"A story?" questioned Al mildly.

"Yes, a story! Negi says you're older than you look. You must have done some really cool things, traveling around with Nagi-han and all." replied Konoka.

"I do have a few tales...what would you like to know about?"

"Anything interesting," said Chisame rudely. "I don't want to be bored out of my mind while I'm here, you know.

"Anything interesting? I'll try to think of something..."

And so it begins...Konoka has a Kansai dialect, and so while you don't hear her say it much, she says han instead of san. Perverted eggplant (ero-nasubi) is Eva's nickname for Al, and it's the equilavelent of calling someone a horse face. The title means "Stories from a librarian" in Latin.

This was just the Prologue. It'll get going next chapter. Reviews are welcome, but not expected, since I know how few people read Negima fanfictions!