Note: This takes place in an AU where there are no magic or aliens, and yet the girls end up meeting each other.. Homura's past is also tweaked: when she was young (age still undetermined), she met Madoka in some sort of grade-school setting. There was a car accident one day i which Madoka nearly died if it weren't for Homura pushing her out of the way. Madoka bumped her head rather badly, causing her memory to swiss-cheese and eventually forget who Homura was; Homura was pretty badly injured which on top of her other health problems, caused her to be hospitalized for years.
On another note, the girls are also now considerably older, somewhere around age 18-20, because the subconscious thought of preteens and young teenagers doing lewd things bothers my inner prude.
But that's all just background to some silly fluff and lewdness. So please, enjoy...
Madoka pushed Homura down onto the bed.
"M-Madoka..."
"I'm sorry, Homura-chan. But I have to do this," she said as she placed her mouth to Homura's ear, "or nothing will ever change".
They had gone out earlier, to a movie, and then dinner at some sushi-place afterwards. It wasn't the first time, either; over the past seven or so years, they've gone out with each other plenty of times. In fact, upon graduating high school, the both of them had started going out even more frequently than before, and now hardly a week went by that they didn't go on dates with each other.
Thing is, though, they weren't technically "going out".
They had all the trappings of a happy couple in love - terms of endearment (Homu-chan, my darling Madoka, though the latter Homura only used in private self-reflection), constantly being by each others' side, even exchanging chocolates on Valentine's Day and White Day.
And now, in a cold month in late fall, they had gone out yet again with each other. Sayaka, whom was with Madoka before she left to the movies, could not help but hang a lampshade on the issue...
"Geeze, you're going out again with Homura? Why don't the two of you just be honest with each other and admit how you feel already!"
"Huh-huh-what?" stammered out a now embarrassed pink-haired girl.
"Don't try to play dumb with me, Madoka! I knew you since we were both wearin' diapers! The fact is, you and Homura love each other, right?"
The two sat in Madoka's room.
"W-well... yes, I mean, we do love each other..."
"Then I'm sure that Homura wouldn't object if you-"
Sayaka was interrupted by Madoka letting out a loud noise that was halfway between a groan and a moan.
"I know, Sayaka-chan, it's just that, well..."
"Well, what is it? Stop trailing off and dod-"
"I really want her to make the first move already!" blustered out Madoka in an uncharacteristic moment of fitfulness, closing her eyes and waving her arms around.
The response struck silence into the bluenette.
"Oh..."
After a moment's pause, Madoka curled up in her place on her bed and began sniffling.
"It's just that... she was the one to approach me... and then when I learned that I had forgotten the past we shared with each other when we were younger, it filled me with so much pain. I thought that I would never have forgotten her, but I did. And she sat in that Hospital for five long years on her own, with no one there to comfort her. And I never knew, because the accident robbed my memory of her, and since my parents never knew who she was we were never able to visit. It's just that, after all this time, she still wanted to connect with me, and I was so thick for so long until we started going out with each other in high school."
Sayaka did what she could to comfort her friend, putting a reassuring arm around her.
"Look, Madoka, it's none of your fault that this all happened. She did a very brave thing for you, pushing you out of the way of that car, especially considering how young she was. But all of that is in the past now. Just go out there tonight, and if she doesn't seem to want to pop the question, you do it. And if nothing happens, I'll" she paused, pumping the air for emphasis, "pop her."
Madoka giggled at this, and when Homura arrived to take her out, they waved goodbye and Sayaka left the Kaname household. She did not expect, however, to see Kyouko upon exiting.
"Hey. Got something to tell you" said the red-head.
Homura stood outside the arcade, waiting for Kyouko to be finished with her round of DDRX-2: Extreme Holiday Edition. They had passed by and she just couldn't resist the urge to go a round.
As for why they were together, it was because Homura needed to talk to somebody who wouldn't try to patronize her. If she had gone to Mami, she would have received a warm, yet patronizing, response to her questions; there was no way she would ask Sayaka for such things, as she would allow her long friendship with Madoka to color her response. And that left of their little group Kyouko to talk to.
"Whoo! That was exhilarating! I swear, it's like they try to make it faster than the one be-"
"Look out." said Homura flatly as Kyouko failed to see the pile of stacked foodstuffs she nearly collided with.
"Whoa! When did all these boxes get here? They weren't here bef-"
"Recent delivery. There's a special thing tonight at the arcade. Something about premiering a new anime or something, so they ordered special snacks."
"Snacks?"
"Yes snacks."
Kyouko studied the labels on the boxes, which stated they were NyannCo products.
"Whoa! Look at all the flavors! Cherry, Pineapple, Melon, Raspberry, Pumpkin, Apple, Ch-"
"Chhhhhheeeeeeeeese~!" came an excited yell.
The two turned to see Nagisa as she approached them. The girl had grown quite tall in the time that they knew her; just now starting high school, she stood approximately 171 centimeters, and averaged about five or eight centimeters a year; she claims that it's the calcium from all the cheese
"Oh, hey, Nagisa. If you're here, than I guess-"
"Well, it's rare seeing you two hanging out." came the calm voice of Tomoe Mami. She approached the three of them, calm smile as always on her face. She was wearing, in addition to a very flattering red and black skirt, a ribbed cream-colored sweater that complimented her bust more than her clothing usually did.
Kyouko stood there a moment, transfixed by her sempai's bust. Though she had largely shifted her feelings towards Sayaka over the years, the sight of Mami's mammies always elicited the same type of fascination that cheese had for Nagisa.
"We are just window-shopping. Also, I wanted to talk with her about some things." said Homura.
"Some things?" Mami asked, raising an eyebrow, her smile turning into more of a smirk. "It wouldn't have to be anything doing with Kaname-san, would it?"
Damn that smug attitude of hers!
"Such things are none of you-"
"She just wanted advice on what to say to Madoka tonight, that's all."
Nice save, Kyouko. Wait, no, dammit!
"Oh? I see."
"Homura-chan, are you really going to finally say what you've been wanting to say to Madoka-chan this whole time?" asked Nagisa.
"W-well..."
Homura had asked Kyouko to hang out several hours earlier.
"Sure, why not. But I have to ask, why me? It's not like you're aching to be at my side or anything."
"I need a third-party, non-patronizing opinion about an existential crisis. Considering I do not know any shrinks, psychologists, psychiatrists, famed philosophers, and do not have any intentions of joining any insane cult, you are my next-best option."
"...eh, come again?"
After the non-eventful lunch (which Homura was fortunately able to convince Kyouko into paying her share, considering how much she ordered), they took a walk through the shipping district, where Homura laid out her problem.
"So, as you can see, I have certain reservations about telling Madoka the extent of my true feelings for her."
"Ah. So the cat's got your tongue, in other words."
"You could say. I've been wanting to tell her for a while now."
"Let me guess, since you guys met in Middle School, right?"
"H-how did-"
"It was so obvious from the first month I started hanging with you guys. The furtive glances, the random blushing, the over-protectiveness. I could tell you had it bad for her from the day she made you lunch and you practically melted."
"Melted?"
"Well, at least by your standards. Honestly, with her, and you, welll... it's like she's the only thing in your life that makes you really, truly happy. And you're probably not going to like what I say next, but-"
"Just say it. There's a reason why I'm going to you for this."
"...well, as I was saying, but that's not good. I mean, it's okay to love somebody so much that they're the most important thing in your life, but when it's the only thing..." Kyouko stopped as Homura did. The girl was looking down, at nothing in particular.
"Whoa, wait, I'm not trying to patronize you or anything, but-"
"It's alright. I know that you're correct."
"Oh."
"It's because I love her so much, though... that I think that she may be happier with somebody else. But every time I even think of Madoka falling in love with someone... else... Madoka..."
Seeing as she was starting to cry, Kyouko rushed over and put her hands on Homura's sohulders.
"Whoa, whoa, easy there, Homu. I get what you're feeling okay? There's someone, in fact, I feel similar ab-"
"Kyouko, you mean Sayaka, right?"
"Wha-... wait, wait, I, huh-"
"It's so obvious." said Homura, smiling as she threw Kyouko's words right back at her.
The red hairde girl couldn't help but grin.
"Now, wait just a sec-... whatever. Let's get back to talking about you, huh?"
As Madoka placed her hand against Homura's face, she asked again.
"Homura-chan... please tell me how you really feel about me. If you don't... I'll..."
"Ma..."
Homura did not know what to say. Whether it was the alcohol or the sudden shock of Madoka being so suddenly aggressive and yet vulnerable simultaneously.
She thought back to what she talked with earlier about Kyouko...
What will happen next? What will Madoka do? What did Homura talk with Kyouko about? Will Nagisa get her cheese snacks? Find out next time!