A/N: This is especially for you Blackcatneko999, thanks for waiting!
How do you tell your friend group that you're dating someone else in that circle... and have it not be awkward?
The answer is you can't, so at least for the first week, Madoka and Kyouya agreed to keep their relationship a secret.
"This is your idea of romantic?" Madoka sighed, sweat drop forming on her forehead. She was wearing a pink dress for their date, her fingers laced around the handle to a light brown picnic basket.
"You've got a better idea?" Kyouya grumbled, hands shoved into his tan pants pockets. He had made no effort to wear something nicer.
She decided to bite her tongue on that one. At least he was trying. But a dark looming warehouse didn't quite scream charming to her.
As he led the way inside, all of her previous thoughts were confirmed. It was as creepy as anything, drops of water dripping down from the ceiling, spider webs clinging to steel beams, and clawing rust traveling its way up every surface.
They stopped underneath a window, sunlight illuminating a small patch of smooth concrete.
After laying out a red checkered picnic blanket, Madoka sat down, as a bit of an awkward silence followed.
"Well, dig in!" She chirped, reaching her hand inside of the basket to pull out a sandwich.
Kyouya nodded and took one, taking a seat next to her.
Madoka couldn't suppress a giggle, beginning to feel more comfortable. Kyouya had a tendency to come off dark sometimes, but watching him softly nibble on the sandwiches contents made her realize he had a soft side too.
And she was happy he trusted her with seeing that part of him, even if he didn't quite acknowledge it.
Kyouya eyed her in confusion before licking the tip of his finger and mumbling "It's good."
"Thanks!" Madoka squeaked in excitement. She had spent all morning preparing them food, which was a difficult task with Ginga and Kenta at her heels.
~Flash back~
"Just one!?" Ginga pleaded, hugging her legs as he sat in a begging position.
"No!" She sighed, wiping her face with a cloth.
Kenta laughed, a sweat drop forming on his forehead over the ridiculous sight.
He blinked his eyes in curiosity and asked her, "Hey Madoka?" Why are you making so many sandwiches anyway?"
Madoka's face paled as she stuttered, "Maybe I'm just really hungry. Understand, very hungry!"
With that she had darted out from the Bey pit, basket clutched in her hands as
she ran to meet up with Kyouya.
"Do you think Madoka was acting weird?" Kenta wondered, left in shock on how fast she had bolted.
Ginga shrugged, tears streaming down his face. "I'm really hungry too."
Kenta sighed shaking his head, that was Ginga for you, mind always on other things.
But what was Madoka thinking?
~End Flash back~
Dessert was next, although Kyouya much preferred her above anything else, as he leaned over to press his lips against hers.
Madoka happily agreed, face blushing when they finally pulled away. She was about to say something when a loud clang startled her. She jumped in surprise, grabbing onto Kyouya's arm.
"What was that!" She whispered, nails practically digging into his skin as her eyes filled with concern.
In her mind, the only people who hanged out around dark abandoned warehouses were criminals, Kyouya being the exception.
He gently removed her hands and stood up, prowling the area. "Show yourself!" Kyouya growled, pulling out his Beyblade and positioning himself to launch.
A short silence followed as no answer could be heard.
"Over there!" Madoka cried out, pointing to a looming shadow on the wall. Both spun around to see a small cat stroll out, and sit over on the picnic blanket.
"Shoo!" Kyouya sneered, trying to push it away.
"Don't be so mean!" Madoka scolded, cooing the cat over so she could rub behind its ear.
Kyouya sighed, arms folded as he sat back down with a look of disdain.
"Do you think it's a stray?" Madoka asked, running her fingers through its grey fur.
"All of them around here are." Kyouya informed, still a hint of annoyance to his voice.
"Then we should make it ours!" She giggled, face turning thoughtful. "We can call it Leo."
"What!?" Kyouya yelled, raising his fist. "Leone is the king of beasts, not a tiny cat! His roar is feared by all!"
"Mew." The cat let out a soft cry as Madoka bursted into tears. "Mighty, huh?"
Kyouya gritted his teeth, as a checkered angry sign formed on his forehead. He didn't like hits to his ego.
"Lighten up." Madoka murmured, scooting closer to him as she held the cat in one arm, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Fine." Kyouya grumbled, eyes lowering down to his feline rival. "You win this round." He thought, dark eyes piercing into the cats own.
Madoka practically skipped all the way home, the sky turning an orange hue in sunsets arrival.
The date had gone better than she expected, and it truly dawned on her how much she enjoyed the time they spent together.
She giggled, thoughts floating back to Kyouya resting back at the warehouse with their new companion.
He said he'd bring her some place new tomorrow. Silently, she prayed it would be better than a scary building, but either way would be okay. He would protect her no matter what, from criminals and cat shadows alike.
She was so caught up in thought, it took her several minutes to notice a package sitting outside of the Bey-pit as she approached.
Tucking it underneath her arm she headed inside, dropping the picnic basket off in the closet before examining the box.
"That's weird." She mumbled, running her fingers over the tan cardboard. It was unmarked, no address or a stamp.
Madoka flipped the box over to see a small white note taped to its bottom. Delicately, she peeled it off and proceeded to open the box with one hand, while holding the note up to her face with the other.
It read: It isn't too late.
What was that suppose to mean? She reached inside and pulled out a white rose. He heart skipped a beat for a moment wondering if the box was a present from Kyouya.
Madoka smiled, sniffing its beautiful scent in delight. She now regretted having told him earlier that he couldn't be romantic. This certainly topped the scales in her book.
Wondering if there was any more to make a bouquet, she reached her hand in once more, thoughts filled with whimsy. That idea was quickly shot down.
Yelping in surprise, she threw the package across the room. Instead she had felt something sticky and warm, and now looked in horror at her hands.
They were covered in blood. "Why?' She mumbled, shoulders shaking as she fell to her knees.
The box had landed on its side, on top of a counter, its contents spilling out on the floor.
An oozing puddle of red liquid lapped up onto her shoes, white petals slowly drifting down into the blood.
And that was the last sight she saw as her body went numb, and her world drifted off into darkness...
And that's a wrap for now! Who do you think is out to ruin their relationship? Feel free to leave your guesses in your review. Thanks for reading!~lily