Author's Note:
In this story, Sayaka has not contracted yet, and is not a puella magi. Hitomi is trying to confess to Kyousuke while he's still in the hospital.
"If you don't confess your feelings to Kyousuke by tomorrow, I'll assume they do not exist and confess to him myself."
That's what Hitomi told her over dinner. And god damn Sayaka did not like that one bit. It pissed her off, and it stomped all over her pride. One day? How the hell was she supposed to work up that kind of courage in one day? Well there was no way she was going to let that green haired backstabber have Kyousuke. At the same time, there was no way she was going to confess to Kyousuke either. There had to be another way.
Sayaka sat fuming on her couch, her legs dangling as she pretended to pay attention to whatever dumb anime was on the TV at that moment. She couldn't count on her friends for help; Madoka was on a date with the transfer student ("Dammit! That glasses wearing moe girl stole my wife! I'm really not lucky with these kinds of things."), and Mami was out fighting witches. She was going to have to pull past this by her own wits.
Sayaka groaned into the pillow she was hugging. Let's see… if I can't make him mine… then I gotta stop Hitomi from making him hers. How do I do that? Do I lure her away from him? Can I make her love someone else? Who can I use to replace Kyousuke? Sayaka's head spun with names and faces of random classmates, both male and female. She was firmly convinced that her "girls can't love girls" thing was a solid case of "the lady doth protest much". All it would take is one little push, and…
Wait a minute! I know who can lure Hitomi away! The answer is plain to see, it's been right under my nose all this time! Sayaka sprang up and ran to the full length mirror in her bathroom, admiring her reflection before striking a "sexy" pose and wiggling her butt a bit. "What do you think, hot stuff, think you can make Hitomi fall for you?" Sayaka inquired to her reflection, before giving it a seductive wink and blowing it a kiss. "This is for Kyousuke! If you really love him then you'll do anything to keep him away from another girl's clutches! Let's do this!" Pausing only to flash a determined grin and fistbump her reflection, the blue haired girl pranced off to her bedroom to retrieve her phone and lasso her victim.
"Hitomi-channnnnnn," Sayaka spoke into her phone once she heard the other side pick up. "I thought about what you told me earlier today, and I think I've made a decision! But I think you should come over to my house so we can discuss it. Savvy?"
Sighing at the other girl's overly casual manner of speaking, Hitomi nodded, more for her own benefit than Sayaka's, and responded. "Of course Miki-san, I'm glad you were able to reach a decision after all. As you put it, ah, 'savvy'. I will be there at a quarter to six." Sayaka grinned wickedly to herself when Hitomi promptly hung up. "Score! Operation Save Kyousuke From The Green Haired Menace begins right now! Begin preparations!" Sayaka skipped off merrily into the kitchen to prepare some drinks to lower Hitomi's guard, confident in her own ability to seduce innocent rich girls, not that she'd ever tried before.
Fast forward three hours. It was 6:15 PM on the dot, and Hitomi, having taken "arriving at exactly the right time" classes alongside her tea ceremony classes, knocked on Sayaka's door at precisely the second the second hand passed the 12 on her watch. She was emotionally prepared for this meeting, prepared to accept whatever answer Sayaka gave her. Such was the way a proper young lady should act.
Sayaka was of course lying in wait behind the door, and opened it as soon as she heard the knocking. Greeting her friend with a cheesy grin, Sayaka extended an arm into her house. "Come in, come in Hitomi!" she urged. The green haired girl nodded and sat on the couch where she saw some drinks set aside on a side table.
"Well, Miki san?" she asked once Sayaka joined her on the couch. "Will you confess to Kyousuke or not?" Sayaka feigned deep thought and rubbed her chin for effect, before giving her answer: "Ah, none of the above!"
Hitomi was not expecting this. If she was going to come out all this way, it had better not be to have games played with her. "I beg your pardon? I gave a clear question, and I expect an answer!" Eyebrows furrowing slightly, she stood up and crossed her arms, looking down on Sayaka and trying to assert just how annoyed she was. "Now answer! What will you choose?"
"Oh alright, alright… I choose… hmmm… you!" Sayaka promptly replied, a devilish grin splitting her face. She gave Hitomi enough time to process her answer, but not enough time to let the blush reach her cheeks. "W…W-WH-" Hitomi barely had time to sputter out before her blue haired host sprang to her feet and brutally pushed her into the wall behind her, only allowing enough time to gulp for air before their lips smashed together.
Pinning Hitomi to the wall by the shoulders, Sayaka could tell the other girl was in shock from the sudden embrace, and took advantage of the temporary weakness. She forced her tongue into the wide eyed girl's mouth before she had a chance to block her, wrapping their tongues together and continuing to ravish the other girl's lips.
T-this… this is… w-wow- No what am I saying? This is wrong! I can only do this with a boy! Girls can't love girls! Hitomi suddenly snapped to her senses and pushed against Sayaka's shoulders, struggling to set herself free and voice her extreme objections. However, the taller girl pinning her down was also much stronger, and didn't allow her to budge a millimeter. She was trapped kissing Sayaka Miki. T-this is wrong this is wrong this is wrong this is nnnnnnnnnghhhh oh god almighty- Hitomi tried to stay resilient against Sayaka's assault, but it was impossible; kissing so brutally, so animalistic just felt so goddamn good. It was like something out of her deepest darkest fantasies, the most depraved thoughts that she would never admit touching herself to, not even to herself. In fact it was almost a perfect reenactment: Sayaka would hold her tightly, kissing her passionately and twisting their tongues together. The next step would be to reach up and run her fingers through the taller girl's beautiful blue hair, and so Hitomi, having lost all sense of restraint and having immersed herself in her secret fantasies, reached up and touched that soft blue and-
Their lips parted. Hitomi stumbled and fell to her knees, not expecting those firm hands to release her shoulders. She looked up at Sayaka with a range of confused emotions, the strongest being disappointment. "W…why'd you stop?" Hitomi whispered before she could even think about her words, immediately clamping her hands tightly over her mouth. Sayaka gave a triumphant grin.
"What's wrong? Wish I didn't?" she asked with a mocking tone. Hitomi rushed to stutter out her usual mantra. "N-no, I… it's… Girls… girls can't…. just… just MORE. I want more. Please." By this point she no longer realized what she was saying, how many of her ideals she was violating all in one sentence. One thing about Hitomi is that when she knew what she wanted, she acquired it, and she never failed. Of course, Sayaka was no different. That once proud, pretentious rich girl was now crumpled on her floor mewling for more. She could get used to this.
Sayaka got down on her knees and whispered softly, millimeters away from Hitomi's needy lips.
"By the time I'm done with you… you'll never believe that you could love anyone other than me," she softly taunted before claiming the green haired girl's lips for round two.