M is for Magica
By: PhoenixJustice
Disclaimer: Puella Magi Madoka Magica is owned by many people who are not me. I only own this story and make no profit from this.
Pairing: Homura/Madoka.
Setting: Post-Rebellion movie.
Summary: If it saved Madoka, I will do whatever it takes. Even become a demon to protect her.
Part Thirteen of the Alphabet Chronicles.
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I do not know what I am anymore.
Magical girl?
Witch?
Demon?
Does it even matter anymore?
Why-does it matter to me, anymore?
If it saved Madoka, I will do whatever it takes. Even become a demon to protect her.
She gave me my life, made me into something I could not be without her. She is my world and I will protect that world with everything I have.
Even if she hates me.
I can accept that hate, because it means she still exists in my world. That she still is. I will not let her become Ultimate anything any more; she will not be used to save all others, at the expense of her life. I will force that upon the Incubators, I will even force that on myself, if need be. But I will not let be exposed to that any longer.
She is too good.
Even if...even if I wanted to touch her, my hands are too stained. I do not regret it. I will never regret it. Not when it means I can see Madoka smile once more, even if only at a distance.
I cannot ever allow myself to remember that love for her, that longing, pulsing thing in my chest. I cannot remember. I must remember her cries of pain, her anguish, her unhappiness; it is for that that I do what I do, so she may smile once more instead.
So I will finger this earring on my ear, remember what it stands for, and I will stand as guardian to magical girls. For Madoka.
Always.
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-PhoenixJustice