First theme: Trapped
Pairing: MadoHomu duh
Genre: AU Romance?
Warning: OOC. Kinda Tsun-Tsun Madoka?
The gun was firmly placed on Homura's forehead, forcing her to tilt her head up. Her eyes calmly staring at the man before her, a confident smirk slowly appearing on her face.
She moved her butt a little, both her hands and legs were tied up tightly. "So what are you going to do? Shoot me?"
"It'll be my pleasure." The man growled.
He adjusted his grip and cracked his neck as he showed a sinister grin. But all that didn't make Homura flinch even once. That smirk was still on her face and then after a while of silence, she raised an eyebrow.
"So why aren't you shooting?"
The room was dark, but Homura could still see the man infront of her due to the dim light coming in from the window behind her. The smug look was still not wiped from his face, instead, he lifted his arm up and slapped it across her face.
She slided across the floor, her face scrunched in pain before she pushed herself up and struggled a little to sit upright.
"So why aren't you shooting?" She repeated her question as she turned her head and stared at the man, still with that contented look on her face. The man stormed towards her and lifted her up from the ground, their eyes met.
"I would have shoot you the moment I see you, but obviously I can't." He threw her back on the floor as she landed on her side. She endured the pain with a light laugh as she sat upright again, leaning on the wall as they continued their glaring contest.
Right at that moment, the door flung open and another accomplice came in, along with a tied-up person slung over his shoulder. He grabbed the person's waist and threw her on the floor as she winced in pain, clicking her tongue in annoyance at the person who threw her on the ground.
"Another one?"
"Yeah. The boss said he'll come here to deal with these puny kids once he's finished with his errands."
"Cheh." The man with the gun pulled the person's leg and dragged her across the room and next to Homura while she resisted a bit. After he did it, he stuffed the gun into his pocket and opened the door and left it open, gesturing his accomplice to go out to have a break. The person agreed and followed suit.
"Why the hell are you here." Homura muttered as she eyed down at Madoka, whose entire face was on the ground, as if that would prevent Homura from guessing who the person was.
Madoka turned her head and gave a pout as she rolled her body over and pushed herself up to the wall, leaning against it just like what Homura was doing now. "I was trying to save your ass and you're welcome."
"I didn't remember feeling grateful for it at all." Homura drawled.
"I'm saving up the energy to escape instead of arguing with you." Madoka spatted.
Homura nodded her head. "I'm cool with that."
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"You seemed rather calm even though you're hot-headed sometimes." Homura observed.
"Like I said, I'm conserving my energy for an escape."
"You seemed overly confident." Homura raised an eyebrow.
Before Madoka could reply, there were a faint sound of a familiar siren. Both of them remained silent, trying hard to pick up the sound again since it was barely audible. The sound of the siren became closer and more clearer as they both smirked at the same time. Their team were here to save them now.
"How did you do it?" Homura asked.
"I wanted to bring the transmitter with me but I dropped it when that guy caught me at the entrance. Although my plan failed, at least they roughly know where we are."
"So you were prepared to be caught?"
Madoka snorted. "Well yeah, if not how the hell am I suppose to locate you?"
"You're such a risk taker, but I like you."
She blinked as the turned to stare at Homura. Before she could react, the two men immediately rushed to the site as they both glared at the two girls who were innocently staring back at them.
"Now what is happening?!" One of the man yelled.
"It must be their back-up. Damn it, and boss probably fled already by now. What about us?" The other stammered.
The man who Homura remembered bringing Madoka into the room sprinted forward and grabbed onto Madoka's collar. "It must be you who alerted them!"
"There's no point in keeping them alive, at least kill them before they could escape and tell their organisation about our identity." The other casually trudged to their side.
"You think that would work? You have no chance of escape even if you kill us or not." Madoka growled.
"Are you trying to test me?" The man pulled out his gun and pointed at Madoka, but that didn't make her determination waver at the slightest. Homura narrowed her eyes, bitting her lips and positioned herself.
"Don't do it! We don't have a silencer and if you shoot, they'll know our whereabout! We still have the chan-"
"Are you stupid? We can't escape anymore, we're surrounded already. Might as well drag these two along with us to hell." The man cocked his gun and smirked.
"See you in hell bitch."
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"Bang!"
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Red.
Long black hair.
Wide pink eyes.
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"I don't understand why do I need to stay overnight. It's just my arm, not my heart. I don't see the point." Homura grumbled.
Madoka crossed her arms as she glared down at Homura who was lying on the bed, sighing for the fifth time since she woken up from her small surgery. "Will you stop complaining already. You got a day of rest while I don't and I still need to write a full report on your behalf as well."
"Wow. I hate report writing the most. Thanks then." Homura smiled.
"Finally you said thanks." Madoka snorted.
Homura closed her eyes and coughed willfully before peeling open her eyes. "But why did you bother? To come all the way to save me. You didn't reply me when I asked previously."
Madoka looked away as she huffed, a small light blush appearing on her cheeks. Now that Homura realized, she couldn't clearly see Madoka's face back then since it was quite dark.
"It's hard to find a strong partner you know..."
"Oh?" Homura smirked.
"What do you want now." Madoka huffed.
"Although I love to have a risk-taker as my partner, I don't understand why you're threatening the man to shoot."
"Says the person who did the same thing? I could hear your threatening conversations before the man brought me into the room." Madoka challenged Homura.
Homura sighed. "I said all that because I know he won't shoot. But that moment it was different. He will shoot and he did."
"It's not like I'm daring him because I find it fun. I had to do it to alert the organization about where we were. I told you before that I accidentally dropped the transmitter at the entrance didn't I." The pinkette crossed her legs and leaned back heavily on the chair.
Homura slightly widened her eyes, being interested in Madoka's reasoning.
"I don't know if they brought you to the warehouse when you're unconscious or not but I wasn't. The man that brought me in used many secret passage and routes, if we don't alert them at least where we were, they definitely can't find us." Madoka lowered her gaze before looking up at Homura with slightly foggy eyes., which quite surprise Homura for her sudden change.
"But why did you block me?" Madoka said in a hoarse voice.
"That's the most stupidest question I ever heard." Homura stared blankly at Madoka, trying to ignore Madoka's worry in her voice. She still remembered Madoka's yells and scream before she passed out from blood loss back then. She must have be really anxious about her.
Homura gave a light laugh as she continued when Madoka didn't say anything else. "If I don't block you, you'll be the one lying here. And it'll be troublesome. I don't want to be officially labeled as the girl with the worse luck since most people that worked with me always get injured, according to the rumors."
"I only did all these because I was wearing a bullet vest, I'm not that stupid."
Homura solemnly closed her eyes and nodded her head in understanding. "I didn't know you have were wearing an invisible bullet-proof vest around your head. My bad."
"Idiot... But luckily they only hit your right arm. If not..." Madoka sniffed as she stared at Homura, not knowing how to continue. But she soon softened her gaze and ended up chuckling at herself.
Homura scoffed and closed her eyes, a small smile appearing on her lips as the sound of Madoka's laugh continued ringing in her head.
A/N: OMG SO CLICHE I BET YIOU ALL KNOW WHERE THIS STORY IS GOING WHILE READING IT'S SO OBVIOUS BUT I HOPE MY WRITING ISNT STIFF OHKAY CAUSE CASHBANKY HAVE HIGH EXPECTATIONS OF STOPRIES AND I FAILED EVERYTIME. TADA, AND HERE IT IS I HOPE YOU LIKE IT JK LOL DONT IN THE FUTURE THERE WILL BE CRACK