Kyoko pulled disagreeably at the strangling collar that was pulling at her neck from all sides. Somehow, someway, she'd convinced Sayaka to let her off with a nice button up and a tie. She really wasn't one for the sorts of froo froo get ups people usually wore to weddings, it didn't suit her. Sayaka on the other hand, looked quite fetching in the dress she'd picked out for herself. Its beautiful seafoam colored fabric flowed like water around her ankles as she moved. It perfectly outlined her curves showing off her fit and attractive figure, something that Kyoko could and would appreciate in full. The ocean motif always seemed to fit Sayaka shockingly well, for reasons beyond her gentle blue hair.

The girls, as different in demeanor as could be, stepped past large and welcoming wooden doors. Sayaka gleefully skipped as best she could in heels through the open entrance, smile plastered across her face. Whereas Kyoko on the other hand, was definitely making it clear to passerby she had no interest in their current location. She looked grumpy and disinterested, feasibly because she was in fact both of those things. The redhead didn't know anyone, she was wearing uncomfortable and expensive clothing, she'd be judged for eating too much, and to top it all off, this 'Hitomi' Sayaka was so eager to reconvene with was apparently a tad behind the times. Notably, on the subject of same sex relationships. Sayaka hadn't gone into too much detail, but from what Kyoko understood, it wasn't like they'd be throw out or anything. But they'd probably be on the receiving end of some unwelcomed looks and subjected to the bride's pitiful and awkward attempts to pretend it didn't bother her.

All these things really did make Kyoko wonder why Sayaka would possibly want so badly to show up. Sure, she'd said something about a childish bet she'd made with Hitomi in their youth, and something about them being friends. But the two hadn't seen each other in years. Hell, Sayaka hadn't even met the groom. All that was known about him was that he's a supposedly charming young man by the name of Fumito Maebara. Information which, they only knew because it was written on the invite. As Sayaka excitedly lead her into the building, Kyoko squinted her apple red eyes in thought. She couldn't knock the feeling that there was something more to Sayaka wanting them to come. She would've had more time to think about it, but was pulled from the depths of her mind by a nagging comment from her girlfriend.

"Hey Kyoko, we're at my friend's wedding, yeah? So stop looking like death itself and at least pretend you're happy to be here?" Sayaka punctuated her sentence with small nudges so as to emphasize her words.

Kyoko shrugged. "What good'll that do? I'm not happy to be here and the reason I am is cause you're so cute. And a merciless beggar. Why do I have to pretend?"

"Because people are happy at weddings, you dolt." A snappy retort, a response Kyoko wasn't sure she wanted to follow up on. If she were to pull any smart assery, she'd likely be earning herself one of Sayaka's candid glares o' daggers. So she opted for a short truthful response void of any unnecessary sass.

"Look, if you want me here then it's fine. Whatever. But I told you this isn't my thing and I'm not gonna act like I've been waiting years for this like you have, alright? Just make sure you have some fun today."

A reasonable response, and Sayaka knew it. Defeated, she let out a breath and agreed. "Yeah, okay." She looked back up into Kyoko's eyes, and while annoyed by her lover's stubbornness, was still touched that the older girl was willing to do this for her. Cracking a smile, Sayaka pressed a soft kiss to Kyoko's cheek. "Thanks again for coming."

Light blush spread over Kyoko's face. She returned the favor by planting a similarly sweet and gentle kiss atop Sayaka's head. "Yea, yea whatever." She replied with faux apathy. "Just make it count, and promise me we won't be going to another one of your friend's weddings anytime soon."

Sayaka was about to respond, probably with something witty however brimming with romantic implication. But she was stopped by the interruption of an approaching familiar face. "Funny you should say that." Both Sayaka and Kyoko turn their attention toward the newcomer and her sugar coated voice. Before them stood the one and only Madoka Kaname. Sayaka had kept in touch with Madoka for much longer and more often than she had Hitomi, and it'd only been a couple months since they'd last spoken. Even so, the blue haired girl failed to hide her goofy smile as she embraced who was probably the only person in the room shorter than her.

"Madoka oh my God! How are you?" Sayaka exclaimed. Kyoko had also made sure to greet her old acquaintance, though her enthusiasm about the reunion was way dialed back as compared to Sayaka's.

Madoka giggled. "I-I'm really well. Thank you for asking." She still spoke with the same small timidness she always had. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I had heard Kyoko mention not wanting to go to anymore weddings. Though…" She trialed off. Madoka then brought her hand up, to show off a very pricy looking engagement ring. Sayaka and Kyoko both stared at the gaudy thing with awe. "I do hope you'll both be coming to mine in a few months."

"You and little miss grump ass finally getting hitched?" Kyoko grinned. She grinned, sure, but really she was tormented by the thought of another wedding. They'd barely spent anytime at this one and she was already tired and aching for the comfort of home. Still, she remained relatively polite. Unlike with Hitomi, Kyoko did in fact know the bride to whom she was speaking.

Madoka snickered a bit at the non far off description of the girl she now called her fiancée. "Hehe, yeah. She finally proposed about a month ago, and of course I said yes. Oh if only you guys had seen her face, I haven't seen Homura get so emotional in forever. It was adorable." Madoka swooned.

"Speaking of.." Sayaka mused. "Where is good ol' transfer student? I'd love to say hello, it's been forever since I've seen her."

"Haven't heard that one in a while." Madoka hummed. "We're adults now Sayaka, perhaps a new nickname is in order?"

Sayaka laughed. "Not gonna happen. She will forever and always be transfer student."

"Fair enough." Madoka smiled. "Homura isn't here actually. I asked her if she'd like to come but she said she'd rather not. Apparently weddings aren't really her thing. I'm actually somewhat surprised to see Kyoko here as well, doesn't seem like her cup of tea either."

Kyoko rolled her eyes. "Oh it isn't." She huffed. "But it seems some people have more insistent partners than others." Kyoko shot a not so subtle look in Sayaka's direction, who in return shifted her gaze to the side and whistled innocently in a comical manner.

For a small while, the three shared in playful banter, and reminisced about the past. Finally, after perhaps half an hour or so of catching up and sharing laughs, Madoka reluctantly pardoned herself to answer Homura who had been bugging her phone for a few minutes at that point. If Madoka were to ignore the texts any longer she was afraid her black haired lover was going to have a fit. So the three exchanged temporary goodbyes and Madoka fled into the crowd to answer to the pestering vibrations of received text messages.

The two watched Madoka go, and once she and her petal pink hair were out of sight Sayaka turned to Kyoko and gave into her nostalgia with a sigh. "I've forgotten how nice it is when we're all together." Sayaka spoke, a small smile tugging at her lips. "We really should all meet up sometime. You know, for old times sake."

Kyoko nodded nonchalantly. "Yea, I suppose I wouldn't mind seeing some of those weirdos again." As indifferent to the idea as she was attempting to sound, deep down she knew she'd really really like that. To meet up again with the old magical girl gang would in all likelihood be a wonderful experience.

"Ah! Speaking of weirdos.." Sayaka started. She then directed her attention away from Kyoko and towards a new, unknown face to the redhead. She had green hair, and wore the fanciest dress of all the girls in the building. Kyoko could add one and two, this have to be.. "Hitomi!" Sayaka called out to the bride. Hitomi jumped slightly at the sudden shouting of her name, but upon realizing who was calling for her, she beamed.

Hitomi waved off whoever it was she'd been talking to and begun to make her way over to Sayaka and Kyoko. The latter rolled her eyes and mumbled underneath her breath. "Let's meet the lucky bitch."

For the second time in regards to this particular wedding, Kyoko could only hope a disaster wouldn't come of this.