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"Madoka Kaname, do you treasure this world? Do you consider order and stability more important than desire?" Homura was unconsciously holding onto Madoka's shoulders as she peered at nothing in particular.

"Well, I..um…" Madoka looked away nervously as she was trying to formulate an answer, before she looked back, staring at Homura who was hunched over with her small body visibly shaking, "I-I do treasure it." Homura did not look up

Madoka continued, "I guess I do think it's kind of bad to break rules because you feel like it." she saw Homura slowly straighten her body, eyes fixated to the floor.

"I see…" Homura spoke, a certain malice found in her voice, "Then I suppose someday you will become my enemy as well." she then proceeded to pull out the ribbons tied to her hair, and walked over to the pinkette

She continued as she tied the ribbons to short pigtails, "But I don't care, because even then," she pulled the ribbon together firmly, leaving behind symmetrical pigtails on Madoka's pink hair, "I will continue to wish or a world in which you will be happy."

Madoka stared at her in bewilderment, taking spare glances to look at her new ribbons, "H-Homura-chan? Um...:" she began but was still confused and couldn't find the words, all she could do was watch as Homura brought her hands back to her chest, and stare at her with remorse.

She spoke in a quiet, sad voice, "They really do look better on you after all." Madoka just stood quietly, noticing the tears gathering on the corners of Homura purple eyes. A part of her wanted to comfort her, wipe the tears away. There was something different about this girl that Madoka couldn't describe, it was if...if they had known each other for so long.

"W-Who really are you Homura-chan?"

"...Well...I would like to be your friend, Kaname-san." Homura replied, giving Madoka a small smile.

However there was something wrong with a smile like that, it was as if it was forced, someone who is hiding something.

Someone who was a liar

They continued walking through the school hallways, and classrooms, Homura pointing and explaining what each room is and is used for. Madoka nodded to each explanation, but was really distracted by the bags under Homura's eyes. 'Maybe she has insomnia.' Madoka thought, guilt beginning to build up in her chest.

"W-Where are you from Homura-chan?" Madoka tried to break the awkward silence between them.

"Just here." Homura replied plainly not bothering to even look back at her.

"O-oh…" Madoka said, disappointed, "Do you enjoy living here?"

Homura remained walking a few steps ahead, "Most of the people here are nice enough." still replying it that monotone voice that was quickly frustrating Madoka to no-end.

"Y-yes, b-by the way, oh, I just realized how rude it was of me to call you by your first name." Madoka said, embarrassed.

"It's no trouble, you can call me what you wish." Homura stopped dead in her tracks by how she phrased that sentence, 'Dammit,' she thought. Madoka also noticed Homura's sudden stop.

"H-Homura-chan?" she asked, reaching her hand towards Homura's shoulders, but Homura quickly continued walking.

"S-sorry, I got distracted." Homura couldn't help stuttering out, "I've been having some sleeping issues."

Madoka grew concerned, "Is there a reason?"

Homura turned back, and stopped along with Madoka, "Ah, yes the placement tests for high school are tomorrow." She smirked when Madoka's eyes went wide.

"Wha-?! Tomorrow?! B-But I just got here-! And it's still the beginning of the school year-!" Madoka almost shouted until she realized the building that she was in. Her cheeks heated up in embarrassment.

The whole time Homura was trying not to break her composure, but the scene of Madoka panicking was ungodly adorable, and a giggle was forced out of her.

Madoka noticing the usually blank-faced student giggling out of her own embarrassment caused her to pout,"H-H-Homura-chan! This is serious! I have one night to study, or else I can't make it into high school!"

Homura was giggling uncontrollably now, noticing Madoka trying so hard to be mad at her, not to mention how cute it was, "M-Ma-," she began only to fail, she had to take a few minutes to stop herself, "It was only a joke, Kaname-san." she called out cheerily, still stifling her giggles.

Madoka's pout intensified, "Homura-chan, you meanie!" she really tried to let her have it, but couldn't find it in her to sadden that sudden joyful face.

They continued strolling through the school, the atmosphere between them becoming much lighter but still sense that sense of familiarity remained between them, Madoka may have found out that Homura while emotionless on the surface, is still a person who could feel. The feeling of guilt clouds her chest again, people that portray that unfeeling image are not because they choose to but more that they are forced to. Madoka can't help but feel pity for the raven-haired girl, she can only find so much under those beautiful purple eyes, she blushed from her own thinking.

"T-Thank you for showing me around, Homura-chan." Madoka bowed once they were outside of their classroom

"My pleasure." Homura politely responded, she noticed Madoka was fidgeting a bit with her ribbons, "Madoka?"

Madoka was unknowingly spinning her pigtails around with her finger, looking away from Homura in embarrassment, "Umm...H-Homura-chan…?"

"Yes?" Homura raised a brow

Madoka blushed, "M-maybe we can go walk after school today."

There was a moment of silence between the two before the taller girl spoke up, "No." in a monotone voice

"E-eh?" Madoka can't say she didn't expect it, but she didn't expect for Homura to suddenly turn so cold again, "W-why not?"

"I have some errands to attend to after school, so I'm afraid I'll only be wasting your time if we were to walk home together." Homura said plainly

"You wouldn't be wasting my time Homura-chan!" Madoka responded much more aggressive than she intended, and then continued with her sudden actions by closing her own hands on Homura's, making the raven-haired girl eyes go wide "I-I enjoyed spending time with you today, I-I'd l-like to spend more time with you after school."

Her heart dropped when she saw that Homura had her head turned away from her, apparently staring at the floor, and she was visibly shaking. Madoka could say she was surprised when Homura gave her what seemed to be the most genuine smile so far.

"You really are too kind for your own good," Homura kept smiling, "Okay, I accept, Madoka." She squeezed Madoka's hand, while Madoka stared in what could only be awe. But once she recovered she returned back the smile, "Yeah."

The two returned back inside their classroom, not noticing that they were still holding hands.

"Welcome ba-" Kazuko began, before seemingly she glanced down and saw their intertwined hands. "Y-y-you two are already h-h-holding hands?!" she screamed out, before Homura and Madoka noticed what they were doing.

Madoka's face turned red as a tomato, while Homura remained cool, "Kaname-san wasn't feeling very well, and I had to make sure she didn't fall over." she said in a firm voice, though there wasn't that usual steel that her classmates have gotten used to.

"Oh. All right, do you still feel sick Kaname-san?"

"N-no sensei." Madoka responded still blushing, finally letting go of Homura's hand.

"All right, you may return to your seats." Kazuko concluded, which the two girls bowed politely, Madoka's face still remaining a bit flushed throughout the rest of class.

A certain blue-haired girl, stared suspiciously at the two, thinking only of one person "Akemi Homura."

Thanks for reading. Sorry if there were some mistakes in my writing, I haven't done this in a while. I've noticed that there isn't that many Post-Rebellion fanfics, so I'll do my best to write out how it goes in my head. I'll do my best to improve as this fic goes on. Oh and those wondering why this chapters is only italics, it's only a flashback. See ya next time.