"Took you long enough..." *munch* "...to get here..." *munch* "...thought you got scared..." *munch* "...to show your lazy chicken-ass." *gulp* "...eh, Sayaka?" The frantic lancer finished her favorite snack in four gigantic bites. One of her fangs showed as she flashed her feral grin to greet her blue haired companion who indignantly crossed her arms in response. She was idly leaning on her spear while she was waiting for the other girl to arrive.
Thankfully, she didn't have to wait that long. She was beginning to run out of snacks. God forbid, she almost shuddered at the thought.
"…As if I'd back down!" The shorter girl brandished her soul gem and transformed after a few seconds, "I'm an ally of justice!" she swung her sword in front, earning an unsatisfied grunt from the other girl. "...and stop eating before we go on a hunt! You'll get fat and slow us down!" The bubbly swordsman chuckled at the priceless look on her companion.
"Huah! Who're you calling fat? C'mere so that I can skewer your brain!" The insulted Magi ferociously uprooted her spear and lunged at the other girl who was trying to hold her laughter while defending herself.
The other girl never changed but the blue haired swordswoman still liked her because of it.
Red, Yellow and Blue by Magister of Discord
Miki Sayaka barely had time to block the offending weapon before it would've gone through her head. Her laughter escalated at the thought of the other woman's thighs getting bigger because of her gluttony.
"Temper, temper. You never change, Kyouko— "The brave schoolgirl found herself cornered in an instant."Hey! That was a damn joke!" The red-haired girl smirked after binding the swordswoman with her segmented spear.
"Nu-uh... that wasn't funny you know!" Her eyes dangerously glinted as she approached the squirming warrior who was trying to break free from her captivity. "I'll show you what a joke is!" she chuckled darkly as she raised both her hands like a mad pervert.
Sweat began to break at her face. "Ah— you wouldn't d-dare!" Sayaka had to break from her binds and fast! "I mean it—Stop! Kyou—"
Sayaka's shriek was so loud it could've awakened the slumbering neighborhood from a thousand blocks away.
- Puella Magi Madoka Magica -
"I'm sorry, alright?" Sakura Kyouko was nursing a huge bump on her head and was sprawled on the ground, her world was spinning. Apparently the other girl didn't take her joke well. "You didn't have to hit me that hard! Were you trying to kill me? Sheesh!" The other girl simply crossed her arms and huffed indignantly.
"The next time you take my underwear off— I swear to all things holy your father preached before — I'll definitely kill you!" Her eyes narrowed as they met her companion's amused face.
"C'mon! That was just pay back for calling me fat!" She glared at the blue haired girl.
"But you went too far that time!" Sayaka shot back while shaking her right fist.
"Puh-lease, as if you didn't enjoy it." The taller girl rolled her eyes but did not miss the blush that erupted from her companion's face.
"Wha— don't make me hurt you again..." If only her face wasn't so flushed then she would've convinced at least herself that she was threatening someone.
"Hah! As if you can take me down!" Kyouko sprang to her feet and waved her spear in front of her companion.
"Argh! Wanna bet on it?" Gripping her sword harder, the blue haired girl went on the offensive this time.
- Puella Magi Madoka Magica -
*Huff* "You..." *Huff* "...done..." *Huff* "yet?" Sometimes, the red haired girl had to wonder which of them was supposed to be the hot-head. She was barely standing and was using her spear to support her weight. She actually looked worse than wear but had no serious wounds save for some light gashes across her entire body.
Her sparring partner had the similar look. *Huff* "I..." *Huff* "...can't believe..." *Huff* "...you!" Sometimes, she too had to wonder why she was hanging around someone she hated so much. It was totally unbelievable that she was even friends with someone like the eternally hungry girl in front of her. She was half-kneeling on the ground and using her sword also as support. "We've wasted our magic fighting one another when we could've defeated some powerful witch by now!"
"Heh. You started it." Kyouko powered down and slumped on the ground again next to her companion but wore that same wild grin she was famous for.
Thankfully, her companion did the same thing and seated herself properly since she was wearing her school uniform. Sayaka had to roll her eyes before she rested her head comfortably on the crook of the taller girl's shoulder. The other Magi shuddered but did not move away.
"Remind me why we always fight?" Kyouko breathed deeply before she tried to answer but stopped herself from enraging the other girl with one of her witty retorts.
"Honestly? I don't know. Must be 'coz we're friends…?" Sayaka had to raise her eyebrow at the unexpected response. Yeah right, she almost replied automatically but wouldn't risk the comfortable position she was in. This was a nice change after all. Normally, they had to beat each other to a pulp before stopping.
"Ne, Kyouko... can I ask you something?" She raised her head and looked directly at the other girl who was playing with a blade of grass while munching on an apple which she magically produced out of nowhere.
The other girl swallowed her snack and looked at her friend with expectant eyes.
- Puella Magi Madoka Magica –
Sayaka collapsed on her bed and screamed as loud as she could into her pillow. To say that she was frustrated was a major understatement. The moment was finally perfect! She was all but ready to—
'Argh! That girl seriously has bad timing!' Though she didn't admit it, she looked up to Tomoe Mami because she was the one who showed her the ropes when she was still starting as a Puella Magi. The busty blonde was kind enough to act as her mentor during their witch hunts. She even gave her countless tips every time they would explore the dangerous witch labyrinths.
In short, she was being a good senior to the aspiring swordswoman when it comes to being a great Puella Magi but when it comes to other things—
'Argh! Stupid Mami-san!' She rolled around her bed before settling to face the ceiling. How was she supposed to let the other girl know how she felt when they are always interrupted?
Miki Sayaka is affectionately known as the Symbol of Justice. Being the valiant heroine who would place others before herself, she had a fair share of pain; both physically and emotionally.
Her only redeeming quality is her flair for hiding how she really feels until she could not hold it in, which often results in disastrous results. Her mask was so impenetrable; she could easily defeat Homura and her perfect poker face, as coined by one familiar red-head.
Then again, her only weakness could've been her inability to contain her dam of emotions. Last time she did, we all knew what happened to her and her Soul Gem. Kyouko could certainly attest to that.
But believe it or not, she was finally over her first love after accepting her best friend's feelings that matched hers in intensity, if not more. And now, though her pride would never admit it openly, she was falling for the brash glutton who never failed to make her angry every time they had to cross paths.
'You never learn, eh Sayaka?' She had to chuckle grimly as hot and angry tears streamed down her cheeks.
- Puella Magi Madoka Magica -
"Damn! Wish I had met you sooner!" Kyouko eagerly held her plate as another slice of cake was placed on it, courtesy of the smiling blonde who invited her over for some afternoon tea. "Can I have some more?" she said as she finished eating it in record time.
The gentle gunslinger smiled at the way her guest had devoured the latest piece that she had served. She picked up a napkin and wiped at the other girl's messy cheek and giggled at the blush that she had caused. "You know, you'll get fat if you keep eating like that."
'Not this again.' Kyouko pouted before her lips formed a frown. "Why does everyone keep on saying that?"
The blonde lightly chuckled at the cute expression. "That's because we care about you, silly." She lifted the teapot to pour the soothing beverage for her friend before doing the same to her own cup. "Would you like another slice then?"
Another energetic nod was the only response of the spear-wielding girl. The blonde couldn't stop herself from giggling at the irresistible look of her friend.
The blonde hostess was a girl with a huge heart, though not as huge as her you-know-what, which enabled her to easily befriend anyone. She was such a pure and sweet girl with an easy smile and a wonderful personality to match.
She was a senior compared to the others in terms of age and experience when it comes to being a Puella Magi. After all, she had been hunting witches for a long time now and she enjoyed guiding the newbies as well. Her only strength was also her only weakness; she was simply too kind.
In short, she was the ideal girl everyone dreamed of. She was perfect. Guess what perfection needs. Opposites attract right? Hence, this is why she was currently sitting in her living room with the only person who was nearly as perfect as her, only it was the complete opposite.
You would ask, why not Madoka, wasn't she the most unfortunate of them all? The blonde would simply say two words and everyone would shut up and mind their own business: Akemi Homura.
Still, it was hard to believe but she was physically attracted to someone, like the fervent eater sitting opposite her, who wore such a contented smile as she patted her stomach.
Tomoe Mami simply smiled as her mind formulated a plot to make this wild girl fall in love with her.
- Puella Magi Madoka Magica –
"Ah! Thank you for the meal!" Kyouko managed to bow as a sign of gratitude towards her kind friend. She recently finished eating dinner as well and stood to retreat back to her humble abode. "I look forward to more in the future, ne?" Her fang appeared again as she grinned at the blonde.
Her host bowed in return and smiled at her. "Of course, please continue to look forward to it." The red haired Magi could only widen her grin as she heard those heavenly words from the other.
Sakura Kyouko is best described as someone who doesn't give a damn about anyone else as long as her stomach is filled with glorious food. Her past led her to worship food in a way that she would threaten to kill someone who would even waste a crumb. Yes, she was that serious about food.
As a Puella Magi, she is fearless and impulsive most of the time. Her spear can annihilate witches and their familiars without breaking a sweat. Then again, her lust for battle is only overwhelmed by her lust for food. You could easily consider that as her only weakness.
So what makes her so special? Nothing makes her special, because she isn't special in any way. That's the simplest answer. She was only special to those who viewed her differently.
Again, since she was indifferent, she wouldn't dwell on what other people say about her. She would brush those comments as if they were dust that settled on her shoulders. She only cared about food and nothing else.
But that doesn't mean that she is incapable of feeling other things, except hunger, whenever she would meditate inside the ruined sanctuary she had inherited. She was a strong girl with a principle in life that no one would understand. She emulated those same beliefs from her father, whom she idolized when she was younger, but ended up being misunderstood by everyone.
She kicked an empty can that was in her way as she frowned upon herself in disgust. She wasn't supposed to rely on anyone. It was certainly against her upbringing. She neared her ruined home to rest for the night.
Though too stubborn to admit it, she secretly liked being taken cared of but tortured herself because of it once she was alone.
Maybe, tomorrow would turn out differently, she hoped as she closed her eyes and waited for the darkness to come and get her again.
Puella Magi Madoka Magica -
A/N: Figured that I should try writing a PMMM fic while I try to rewrite my other fic/s in the making. Triangles are fun to write, ne?
Magister of Discord out!