Chapter One

Madoka's POV

"Madoka! Let's go!" Sayaka-chan called from outside. She and Hitomi-chan were waiting outside my house in Mitakihara. However, I couldn't hurry up because I woke up with a small headache. Maybe hunting down witches all night was a bad idea, I thought. I finally managed to get ready for school and meet Sayaka-chan and Hitomi-chan outside of my house. "Whoa, Madoka! Are you okay?" Sayaka-chan asked. She must have noticed that my head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. Oh, by the way, Sayaka Miki is a Puella Magi, too. Hitomi Shizuki is just our friend who takes a lot of classes. Anyway, I insisted that I was fine, and off to school we went. And to think that I'm the class nurse (meaning that I escort a sick classmate to the nurse). I said that because, once I was in the classroom, I knew I had pushed my limit. Why? I fainted.

Sayaka's POV

Hitomi Shizuki and I were waiting forever for our friend, Madoka Kaname, to come out of her house. After 20 minutes of waiting, she finally did. However, she didn't look too good. Her eyes were a bit droopy, her face was all red, and, while she was at the doorway, she was leaning over. "Hey, you two!" she said, sounding a little tired. "Whoa, Madoka! Are you okay?" I had to ask. "Uh, yeah, Sayaka-chan. Never felt better," Madoka insisted. Hitomi walked up to Madoka, felt her forehead, and, when letting go, said, "Are you sure? You're running a small fever." "It's the sun! Isn't the sun supposed to be its hottest today?" Madoka asked. "I guess so," Hitomi and I replied at the same time. However, I was convinced that Madoka really was sick. She had a hard time catching up, so I got to class first. Eventually, Madoka did show up, but she passed out. Everyone in the classroom were witnesses, and we all ran to her. I felt her forehead, and I was convinced that she really was running a fever. "Call the nurse!" one of the girls in my class cried. "No, I've got this," a voice said. We looked up to see a boy, obviously Mami Tomoe's age. "I'm Masaki Kishio of the third year. I was just passing by and decided to take the girl to the nurse," the boy said. "What is her name, anyway?" "Madoka Kaname. Now, hurry up!" my teacher replied to Masaki's question. With no more time to waste, Masaki picked Madoka up and ran to the nurse's office.

Masaki's POV

I was just walking to class, whistling "Kimi, Meguru, Boku" from an anime called "Itazura na Kiss". To be honest, I don't know why I'm watching a show like that if I'm only 15 years old. All of a sudden, I heard a thud. It came from the 2nd year classroom closest to the spot I was at. In an instant, I rushed to the scene. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen! She had pink hair, but she was unconscious, so I didn't know what color her eyes were. Her classmates and teacher were standing around the girl. The blue-haired, blue-eyed girl felt the pink-haired girl's forehead, so I could tell that she was ill. That, and the fact that the pink-haired girl was all red. Suddenly, I got an idea! I can show my feelings for the girl whose name I don't know yet by carrying her to the nurse's office! I thought. When I walked in, another girl was crying, "Call the nurse!" Okay, Masaki, you can only say it once, so don't screw up, I thought. "No, I've got this," I said, sounding more confident than I actually was. Everyone (except the sick girl, of course), even the teacher, looked up at me. Talk, Masaki! TALK! I thought. Sounding very confident, I introduced myself by saying, "I'm Masaki Kishio of the third year. I was just passing by and decided to take the girl to the nurse. What is her name, anyway?" It turned out the girl's name was Madoka Kaname. What a beautiful name...as beautiful as herself... I thought. "Now, hurry up!" the teacher yelled, snapping me back to Earth. I had no more time to waste! As quickly as I could, I picked Madoka up and carried her to the nurse's office.

I finally arrived at the nurse's office. The nurse, Koyuki-sensei, looked at me, and noticed Madoka. "Why is my nurse aide feel sick?" she asked in surprise. "I'm not so sure," I replied. "And Kishio-kun, I thought you were in ninth grade! Why were you carrying an eighth grader here?" she asked. "I was walking to class, and I heard the thud of when she fainted. I just decided to take her here so you won't have to bother walking all the way over to Madoka's classroom and back," I replied, lying Madoka down on one of the beds. All of a sudden, she began to wake up! Ever so slowly, Madoka opened her eyes, revealing her pink eyes to me. I wanted to just stare into them! But there was no time for that. Madoka jumped up, looked around and asked, "Why am I in the nurse's office?" "Oh, Madoka, you're awake! Well, Kishio-kun carried you here when you fainted," Koyuki-sensei explained as she popped a thermometer in her mouth. "I...I need to go back!" Madoka cried, coughing at the end. Koyuki-sensei removed the thermometer from her mouth and gasped, "Oh, no you don't! Not with a fever of 39.9!" Then, she looked at me and said, "Kishio-kun, you should get to class now." I got up to leave, but Madoka called out weakly, "Masaki-kun! Please stay and keep me company...until my parents get here..." "It's okay. I'd better leave. Besides, you probably just have a minor cold," I called back. "Yeah, I guess...maybe I can just walk it off..." Madoka said. When I looked back, she got up and tried to walk around, but she just collapsed again. Don't worry, I caught her and put her back in bed. "Okay, it's not minor. Positively major," I corrected myself. "I agree, considering how disgusting I'm feeling right now," Madoka agreed. "Okay, fine, I'll stay," I said. "Oh, thank you!" Madoka cried, wrapping her arms around me. I was so shocked about the embrace, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. "Anyway," Madoka explained while lying back down. "I might have gotten sick because I stayed up all night. But it was for a good cause too!" "What is it?" I asked. Madoka gasped and buried herself under her covers. "N-n-n-n-n-nothing! F-forget what I just said!" she stuttered. "Come on, Madoka. Tell me," I said. "Masaki-kun, I have a cold. I shouldn't strain my voice," she said, popping out of the covers, but looking away from me. I smiled. "Okay, then. Even so, I bet you can spare your lips for mine?" I asked. "What do you mean?" Madoka asked, looking back at me. "Before I do this, you're the only one I don't mind getting sick from," I remarked. "Wha-" Madoka started, until I interrupted her with...a kiss. It was really good! When we separated, I could feel myself blushing. I bet Madoka was blushing, too, as we looked in each other's eyes. "Madoka!" a woman called out. "I'm coming, Mom!" Madoka weakly called out. She got out of bed, her legs wobbling. I let her hang onto me for support, which shocked Madoka's parents, but in a good way. As I watched Madoka walk away with her family, I knew one thing for sure: I was in love.

Madoka's POV

At last, I awoke. I slowly (slowly because my eyelids were a little heavy, due to my cold) opened my eyes to see a boy with dark brown hair sitting next to me. Koyuki-sensei was there, too, but the boy was really catching my attention. Wait a minute- Koyuki-sensei was there? I looked around at my surroundings to figure out that I was in the nurse's office, in a bed. "Why am I in the nurse's office?" I asked while jumping up. "Oh, Madoka, you're awake! Well, Kishio-kun carried you here when you fainted," Koyuki-sensei explained as she popped a thermometer in my mouth. I was feeling pretty bad, so it would make sense that the nurse would put a thermometer in my mouth. Even so, I'm the class nurse, so I shouldn't have to be in here as a patient. I should be the one who takes my classmates to the nurse! "I...I need to go back!" I cried. I couldn't help coughing after I said that. My throat was really dry. Koyuki-sensei removed the thermometer and gasped, "Oh, no you don't! Not with a fever of 39.9!" And by that, she means 39.9 Celsius, which is 103.8 Fahrenheit. So yeah, I had come down with a serious cold. Then, the nurse looked at my savior, Masaki Kishio, and said, "Kishio-kun, you should get to class now." Masaki-kun got up to leave. I didn't want this handsome, brown-haired boy to leave me alone! I would be bored to death before my parents come to pick me up! So when he reached the door, I called out with all of the strength I had left, "Masaki-kun! Please stay and keep me company...until my parents get here..." "It's okay. I'd better leave. Besides, you probably just have a minor cold," Masaki-kun called back. I didn't believe him, but I got up and tried to walk around to make sure. But my legs were too wobbly and my forehead was too hot, so I ended up collasping again. Before I could land on the hard floor, Masaki-kun rushed over and caught me just in time. Then, he helped me back in bed. "Okay, it's not minor. Positively major," Masaki-kun corrected himself. I agreed with his new theory. Masaki-kun then agreed to stay until my parents come to pick me up. "Oh, thank you!" I cried. I still had the strength to pull Masaki-kun into a short-lasting embrace. I could tell that he was shocked. Once I let go, I admitted, "Anyway, I might have gotten sick because I stayed up all night. But it was for a good cause, too!" "What is it?" Masaki-kun asked. It was then that I realized my mistake: I almost told a human about me being a Puella Magi. As quickly as I could, I had from him by burying myself under the covers and covering what I had said by stuttering, "N-n-n-n-n-nothing! F-forget what I just said!" "Come on, Madoka. Tell me," he tempted me. I wasn't ready to give up, but I wasn't going to hide all day, either. So I popped up from the covers, and, without looking directly at him, made an excuse for not confessing. I shouldn't strain my voice either way. "Okay, then. Even so, I bet you can spare your lips for mine?" Masaki-kun asked. That made me turn my head back to him. He was smiling so mischieviously, I had to ask, "What do you mean?" "Before I do this, you're the only one I don't mind getting sick from," he remarked. "What do you mean, anyway?" I was about to ask, but before I could finish saying "what," Masaki-kun leaned in and kissed me...ON THE LIPS! It was really good! Masaki-kun must've sprayed that kind of perfume into his mouth. After we let go, I spotted Masaki-kun blushing. I think I was blushing, too, but I couldn't tell with my fever. "Madoka!" a familiar voice called out. It was my mom! "I'm coming, Mom!" I called out weakly. I got out of bed, but my legs were wobbly again. I hanged onto Masaki-kun for support. This shocked Mom and Dad, but not in a bad way; it was in a good way. My dad carried me home, and while I was still at the school, I couldn't help but stare at Masaki-kun. I was truly in love with him, and I bet he loved me, too! Even though Mom told me later that she supported my "relationship" with him, I couldn't tell him about me being a Puella Magi.