Sayaka tries to wash the dirty thoughts and feelings away with a hot shower that turns her skin red and raw, but it doesn't help.
She drops to her knees, biting her lip, suppressing tiny noises so her parents won't hear. Her body quivers in her own pleasure, and she thinks of Kyouko the whole time.
She curses herself out as she gets dressed for bed, but she's still on a high. As soon as she hits the pillow, she's in a sleep so deep you'd assume she was dead.
She wakes up to a golden Saturday afternoon. As she heads downstairs for food, her mother is already making lunch, "Long night?"
Sayaka nods, sitting at a stool at the kitchen counter.
"One of your friends came by this morning."
"Which one?"
"Said her name was Sakura Kyouko. Do you know her?"
Sayaka pauses. This is it, the ending of everything she knows If her mother knows about her...
"Yeah, why?"
"She brought you something. Said you'd forgot it at school yesterday."
"Oh. What is it?"
"I didn't open it, it's that box right there" Her mother nodded towards a cardboard box, so small it would fit in her palm.
"Thanks...I'll just go take this up to my room."
Sayaka grabbed the box, and skipped the stairs two at a time.
Locking her door behind her, she threw the box on her bed, sitting down next to it. Inside there was a carefully folded up note, a plastic bag with the mysterious drug in it, and one of Sayaka's barrettes.
Sayaka quickly stashed the bag in her sock drawer, and clutched the note carefully as if not to fold it anymore. Did she even want to read it?
She decided against it, and put the barrette in her jewelry box, and headed to her bathroom for another hot shower and daydreams of Kyouko.
At school, Sayaka is approached by her. Kyouko. Sayaka gives her a tight grin, "Hi?"
"Oi, what's up with you, suddenly actin' like a stranger!" Kyouko leans against the door, a stick of chocolate covered pocky hanging from between her teeth.
"Because here is a workplace, where I have to be professional about things." Sayaka mutters as a weak excuse.
"Sure weren't professional last Friday!" Kyouko laughs. Sayaka grits her teeth.
"Are you done?! I've got class."
"Fine, be boring. But meet me on the roof later during lunch. Or your mom will find out what's in that box I gave her."
"But I have plans with Madoka! You can't just order me around!"
But Kyouko is already halfway down the hall, and Sayaka notices that she adds a little more swing in her hips. Sayaka sniffs. It must be a pride thing.
Madoka comes up behind her, and grabs her wrist lightly, "Sayaka, we'll be late for class!"
She thinks that with Madoka's touch there will be pain, yet there is none, "Yeah, yeah, alright, let's go."
Though when she turns around to head to their next class with Saotome, Sayaka spots a...cat? That can't be a cat, it has four ears! "Madoka! What the hell is that!?" Sayaka runs after it, as the thing disappears around the corner.
She comes to find herself face to face with an empty hall.
Walking back to Madoka, muttering curses under her breath, is when she sees the obvious look of concern on Madoka's face. She raises an eyebrow, "S'that look for?"
"Sayaka...you're not...you know?"
It's Sayaka's turn to give a strange look.
"You're not...doing them again...are you?" Madoka's voice lowers to a whisper. She looks so young and innocent, Sayaka thinks, and she should never have to go through this pain.
"Nope. I promised you. I wasn't going to anymore." She gives Madoka the best smile she can muster, and thinks to herself for a moment, that maybe she'll skip class.
