A/N: For once, another serious work. For CashBanky. BTW, this is AU- Alternate Universe. That means this story have nothing to do with time-travel, witches, soul gem and Madoka' happy family and other crap.

Closer : Chapter 1

"No feelings, just the mission." Homura closed the file of her new case and stared up at Kyoko. "No empathy, just apathy. This is the basic rule of a bodyguard." AU

In the cold, dark and empty street, the wind howled loudly as the small, fragile pinkette walked unsteadily. She peered open her bright pink eyes and sighed heavily at the amount of distance she had to cover to reach her home.

Soon, drops of rain fell and it got heavier an heavier. Madoka yelped, helplessly looking around to ind a shelter.

"There should be a bus-stop around here." Madoka thought, and true enough, she found one that is stationed a few yards away. She staggered awkwardly towards the shelter, holding onto her bag above her head to prevent herself from getting much wetter. When she reached the stop, she sighed heavily and fished out a packet of tissue she found in her bag.

"Oh darn it!" She mumbled to herself, wiping her soaked clothes with a piece of tissue she found in her bag. She stared up in the sky, wondering how long would the rain then end before she can go home. It's just another hour to eight and she had to reach home fast...if not...

"I guess you needed this?"

"Eh?" Madoka looked up, staring at the umbrella and then at the person holding onto it.

A lightning struck, followed by a loud thunder as Madoka shivered in fright. The long-haired girl standing in front of her stared at the sky expressionlessly before shoving the umbrella into Madoka's hand. "You seem to be in a hurry."

Madoka slowly clutched around the umbrella, staring skeptically it and realized she couldn't accept the offer. "It's raining and I think it would last for a very long time. You should use it for yourself."

"I don't need it." She said coldly.

"I can manage it too!" Madoka exclaimed.

"There's nothing to worry about." The girl glanced impassively at her, before averting her attention to the sky again. "If you want to get yourself wet by all means, I don't really care."

Madoka observed her for a moment, realizing that their age should probably the same. She had dark violet hair, bright purple eyes. She looked beautiful, in Madoka's opinion. But the thing was, she wasn't smiling, not a bit, which made Madoka felt intimated by the girl. Madoka started to speak. "It's not just about me. But you'll get drenched" Madoka said worriedly.

"I'm used to this." She replied.

"Then...what's your name? So maybe I can give your umbrella back next time." Madoka explained.

The girl gave a second look back at Madoka again before she jogged into the rain.

"Wait!" Madoka yelled.

"It's Homura." Homura claimed

Homura choose to ignore her shouts again and continued her way back home. She could sense Madoka's eyes staring at her back but the feeling disappeared in a while. Homura glanced back, knowing that she's right as the pinkette was already heading to the opposite side of the street.

"I want you to get close to her and make her trust you. This is the most basic thing. But the thing is, don't let her know you want to be her friend because of your mission. Don't let her know she's in danger. Don't let her know she's being protected..."

She slightly smirked. "Step one, make a deep impression. Done." Homura mentally ticked off the chart she had in her head and trudged into a building under the heavy rain. Her new home, which was bought for the purpose of the mission in order to get closer to Madoka.

Little princess, don't you cry.
I'm here to protect you, my little sunshine