Author's Note: Hey there again everyone:) I am pleased to say that I have finished the first part of Chapter 2! To tell you the truth, I have been waiting FOREVER to get to chapter 2... it's my personal favorite. This is where the Kyoko/Sayaka fluff begins. And hopefully we will get to the Homura/Madoka fluff soon... don't know how that will go yet. Also I want to introduce this chapter with a song by P!nk, called 'True Love'. I think it conveys the relationship between Kyoko and Sayaka really well; it made me laugh when I made the connection. I hope you guys like it! And lastly, kyosayalove, I hope you like this chapter as well; sorry I didn't mention you in the other chapter for thanks- I hope you also find it enjoyable. Remember, this is only the beginning:)
Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say
Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face
There's no one quite like you
You push all my buttons down
I know life would suck without you
At the same time, I wanna hug you
I wanna wrap my hands around your neck
You're an asshole but I love you
And you make me so mad I ask myself
Why I'm still here, or where could I go
You're the only love I've ever known
But I hate you, I really hate you,
So much, I think it must be
True love, true love
It must be true love
Nothing else can break my heart like
True love, true love,
It must be true love
No one else can break my heart like you
-excerpt from True Love by P!nk (feat. Lily Rose Cooper)
Chapter 2: Part 1
Sayaka kicked a tin can on the side of the road, hating herself for deserting Madoka so suddenly. At the same time she was relieved to be away from the terrible conversation, her heart aching as she thought about Kyousuke never realizing that she had feelings for him. "Damn…" She lolled her school bag back and forth, trying to soothe herself with physical movement. I don't need Kyousuke… she said to herself, giving another piece of trash a kick. She grinned, but not as wide as she had liked.
Getting over a first love is hard, especially when you decide it for yourself because it would be the best decision. Sayaka looked up at the sky, which had started getting darker by the minute. Street lights were automatically lighting up, illuminating the shady gray sidewalks. The blue haired girl walked past an alley, glancing in at the darkness that enveloped the trash cans and recycling bins. Ugh… she scowled, surveying the area. I wonder if there are any witches or familiars hiding in there...
And just then, as if on cue, a trash can tipped over brashly, contents spilling on the already gruesome pavement.
Acting reflexively, Sayaka closed her fingers around the silver ring on her finger, embracing the Soul Gem that formed in her hand. It glowed a brilliant blue; Sayaka using the luminescent light to brighten the spooky alley way. "W-Who's there?" she called out, her voice escalating and heart pounding as she took smallish steps into the dark entry.
A figure appeared suddenly, making the magical girl jump. She clutched her Soul Gem harder, the magic flowing around her body, her magical girl armor appearing. A thin sword materialized in her gathered, gloved hands, and she hunched over in a defensive stance. Oh God… it must be a witch… the white knight concluded, but then a thought struck her mind. But there's no labyrinth! It can't be…
The figure drew closer, but it didn't appear to be attacking. Sayaka squinted at the dark figure, trying to make out the shape. Her heart pounded faster as she backed away slowly. The magical girl was known for being full of energy, usually to the displeasure of her friend Madoka, who was the complete opposite of Sayaka demeanor-wise.
But, unbeknownst to the azure headed girl, she was about to make a mistake. Big time. As Sayaka stepped back once again, her foot accidentally slammed down on her white cape, causing her to lunge backward. The cape pulled violently at the now clumsy girl's neck, her eyes widening at the realization of tripping on her own attire. Oh shit… She fell hard against the moist, dirty concrete, her eyes shut tightly as a loud 'CRACK' filled the bottomless pit of an alley. She tried getting up, but her throbbing head didn't allow her. As she hit the floor she had released her grasp on her sword, and her hands aimlessly wandered around the vicinity of her body, trying to find her weapon. Her head hurt, but the healing magic she possessed had started kicking in, sealing the gash at the back of her skull. She helplessly gazed upwards, watching the figure get closer. It seemed to stop directly in front of her, and she could hear a familiar crunching sound. What the hell? I remember this sound-
"Hey."
Sayaka looked up directly at the figure's head; she had begun to regain her mentality back after her luxurious fall. From her perspective and the dim lighting she could see bare legs, a light green sweatshirt, and long, fiery red hair tied up in a ponytail with a midnight bow. She saw a grinning face; not the one that was eternally on Kyubey's furry one and made your blood curl under the persistent smile, but a smirk that threw you off completely and annoyed Sayaka incredibly. She remembered that grin now. And those crimson, glittering eyes; almost like they could seep into your soul and protrude your brain. Those eyes that had eagerly watched as she had been severely close to death once at battle with this girl; the same eyes which had looked at her with a dark anomaly to those of Sayaka's. Darker, actually. "...Kyoko."
The redhead laughed, waving around a stick of chocolate covered pocky. "Hey, that's me, baby!" She stuck the half eaten stick in her mouth, finishing it off with ease. "'Sup?"
Sayaka didn't understand. Why was this girl so ecstatic? She wasn't in the mood at all for a friendly reunion. This day was just getting better. And that's sarcasm. The blunette propped herself up with her elbows, the cold concrete digging into her sleeved arms. She looked up at the grinning redhead, who still seemed to be in a good mood despite the fact that Sayaka was not.
"What's wrong? Not happy to see me?" She grabbed the end of her long ponytail, swinging her garnet hair around in a revolving circle.
Sayaka looked around and saw her sword lying next to a crate a ways off, so carefully picked herself up and retrieved the sharp silver weapon. Why is she here? the blunette wondered, curious. So Madoka also brought her back. I get that… but why is she here, making me hurt myself?
Kyoko was also wondering the same; she thought that Sayaka Miki would be happy to see her, especially after what happened the last few moments of their lives. She hadn't known Sayaka that long, but already the magical girl could feel a connection between them; she didn't know whether it was because they had made similar mistakes concerning wishes, or if it was something else. There was something about the blue haired girl that Kyoko liked; her attitude and spirit. She reminded her of herself, in a way.
Sayaka walked over to the veteran, looking her in the eyes with a sheer, inquiring stare. "You made me trip." Sayaka mumbled, glaring at the smiling girl who didn't seem at all to care about the accident prone blunette.
Kyoko grinned, shrugging. "Hey, you did that yourself."
I don't have time for this, Sayaka resolved, frowning. She wasn't feeling the best- she just felt like going home and burying herself in her bed. I'm glad that I'm alive and all, but after being reminded about Kyousuke and almost cracking my skull… what bad luck. She decided to just ignore Kyoko, and whipped around, changing back into her school uniform as she trailed away slowly. But she wasn't fast enough to escape the redhead girl, who flew around Sayaka and stood in front of the retreating girl. Sayaka stopped, her face inches away from Kyoko's. The older girl grinned, baring twin fangs that glinted in the pale moonlight. A cool breeze made its way into the alley, making the already strange atmosphere seem colder than it was.
The blunette looked up, trying to face Kyoko with her best angered and annoyed face, expecting the spear-wielder to let her pass. She guessed wrong. "What do you want?" she said with a huff, breathing getting hard. She was unused to being this close to the russet headed girl, and she could feel her cheeks start to burn.
Kyoko continued grinning, making Sayaka's heart stop. What was up with this girl? Everything, Sayaka thought with a small chuckle.
"I just wanted to hear you say thank you." Kyoko replied, just like the jock she was. She fished out another pocky stick from her jacket's pocket, inspecting it as her eyes moved up and down. She looked back at Sayaka for a second, smiling as if to say 'Do you remember what I'm talking about?'.
The younger girl frowned. What was she talking about? "Um, why?" Sayaka shrugged with a quick jerk of her head, her blue hair curving to one side. She brushed it out of her face with cold fingers, wanting to get out of the dark enclosed area as soon as possible.
"Hell, you don't remember, do you?"
"Um, no."
Kyoko leaned forward, with raised eyebrows, her grin growing wider as she showed her twin fangs.
Sayaka tried backing away, but it was too dark. She heard a metallic crush as her foot descended on a thin, scrunched up object. Must of been an aluminum soda can? She tried looking behind herself to see what she had stepped on, concurrently trying to avoid the invading redhead. But instead she found herself backed up against the alley brick wall. She nervously fingered the chilled, dusty creases of the brick wall behind her, as if she would find a secret button that if pushed would flip the wall, like in the movies. I really wish there was some kind of rotary wall or something so I could get away from this crazy bitch… is she trying to kill me? Who knows…
Kyoko got closer, and she put up one arm against the alley wall, a fortress that Sayaka was frantically trying to escape from. "You know-" Kyoko titled her head, fiery hair spilling over her shoulder. Her red eyes moved up and down Sayaka like a fluctuating thermometer that was having trouble deciding the temperature.
Sayaka stared at the other girl's smirking face, her heart pounding faster. What's going on? What's she doing? She could even hear the throbbing thumps echo through her ears and head.
It seemed Kyoko obviously couldn't hear any of that. She grinned again as she removed her still arm at her hip and placed it at the opposite side of Sayaka's worried face. "I saved you. Don't you remember?" Her warm breath raced down Sayaka's neck, making the blue haired girl shiver.
Wait. Is she talking about when I was a witch? Madoka told me and Mami-san about this today… hadn't she said that Kyoko killed herself AND me? I think she said they were trying to help me, but I wasn't listening. I was just trying to hurt them- that's why Kyoko stayed behind to destroy both of us- she didn't want me to hurt anymore. Seeing me like that must have hurt her too… that's why she did that. She wanted to help me. "Wait… do you mean...when you died? … With me?"
Kyoko got closer, and she began to eye Sayaka's lips. She looked up for a moment, meeting the younger girl's worried gaze. "Yeah. You do remember, don't you?" The older girl got closer, Sayaka's heart traveling up her throat. Don't tell me she wants to… "Do you know why I did that?"
Sayaka remained silent. All she wanted to do was escape the powerful girl's obscuring grip, but the ruby eyes were paralyzing her. She couldn't move. I-I have to get out of here…
"It's because I like you." Kyoko moved in, resting her lips on Sayaka's open mouth.
The shocked girl, eyes wide open, couldn't breath. Her heart stopped; the blunette's whole body went blank- except for the one, probing thought in her mind that she was being kissed. By Kyoko. Her eyes wouldn't close; she was too shocked by far to enjoy the moment. For the eternity of a second the two were together she stared at Kyoko's perfect, looming face, her heart unmoving with the thought of this girl kissing her.
And then gently the red haired girl pulled away, eyes slightly open; her lips moist with Sayaka's saliva. She breathed out warmly, sighing. She grinned at the gaping girl backed up against the wall. Ha, she's so cute. Must have got her by surprise.
The blunette gasped finally with a flushed face while the redhead in front of her smirked at the flustered girl who was trying to regain her lost composure. "W-Wha-What was that f-for?" Sayaka murmured. She raised her fingers up, floating the tips over the soft, wet skin one her lips where she had just met Kyoko's. They're still warm…
Kyoko shrugged with a carefree motion of her shoulders and stuck her hands into the pockets on the sides of her jacket. "Just felt like it, ya know? You get the urge to do something random like that."
Uh… no… I never feel like that. At least not with you. But then why is my heart beating so fast?
"So!" Kyoko began as she gripped her box of pocky, taking out another chocolate covered biscuit. "How was it?"
Sayaka, unable to resist the urge to keep her hands under control, pushed a bang of blue hair behind one burning ear. "Um… unexpected."
The red haired girl stuck a thin stick in her mouth and grinned. "Ha. Thought as much." She took a few steps out of the alley, moonlight caressing her face, making it appear a milky white outlined by rubicund waves of hair. "Hey."
"..." Sayaka cautiously followed the older girl and picked up her toppled school bag which she had dropped earlier near a trash can. Aww man… she thought, scooting away a browning banana peel with her toe. "What?"
The sweatshirted magical girl grinned wide, fangs glinting in the moonlight. She tilted her head back with an irreplaceable smile. "Can I come over to your house tonight?"
"What?! Why?!" Sayaka began, a stream of flowing babble careening out of her mouth. Kyoko wants to sleep over at my house?! Tonight?! Her head spun as her face turned even brighter, almost matching with Kyoko's hair. Sweat droplets began to bead at her temples.
The veteran magical girl laughed as she examined the hyperventilating Sayaka Miki, giving a toss of her bloodred ponytail over her shoulder. The flaming, silky strands illuminated by the lunar shine made her appear even more mysterious to the school girl, who desperately was holding on to her sanity by a thread.
This is too much for me… Man, Kyoko. You move fast!
"Well, there are a few reasons." She pulled out a hand from one of her jacket's pockets, holding a fist before herself and Sayaka. "Number one." A finger flew up. "I haven't paid the rent for my room for a while, so I'm probably evicted. Which fuckin' sucks. And I don't feel like bustin' any ATM's. Two." Her middle finger scandalously brought itself forward. She wiggled it, chuckling slightly.
Perverted creep.
"I ran out of food."
Aha. So that's the real reason why you want to come over to my house. To raid my fridge, Sayaka grimaced. The blunette had a reluctant smile on her face as she began walking in the direction of her apartment building, but was stopped by an interjection from Kyoko.
"And three."
Sayaka turned around, eyebrows inching up her face in question. "Huh?"
"Ya know. We both miraculously came back from the dead. I'd like to spend some time with someone. I guess it'd be nice, huh?"
Did I just hear that come from Kyoko? Sayaka laughed nervously as she rubbed the back of her warm neck. "O-Ok… sure, if you want." She quickly turned away to hide her blushing face. She stuck her nose in the air as she scuttled off, shoes clacking on the pavement. "Just make sure my parents don't see you, got it? I don't want to look like I smuggled a random girl in my house to do something dirty." Her face heated up as she said it, trying not to look too embarrassed in front of Kyoko, who had run up beside the blue haired girl.
Kyoko grinned wide, plucking out another pocky stick from her fathomless pocket. She quickly stuck it in between her glistening teeth, fangs bared in a devilish smile. "But you are."
"Oh, shut up!" Sayaka cried as she thwacked Kyoko on the back of her ponytailed head with her thin school bag.
Madoka tramped along slowly, not really trying to hurry home. The little pinkette felt bad; she had never found out where Homura had disappeared off to, and she had also made Sayaka run away right after visiting Mami's. Kyubey- do you think Sayaka-chan will be ok? She looked up loftily with sad, rose eyes at the darkening sky.
I think so, Madoka, the fuzzy alien responded with a scratch to his white ear. Sayaka Miki is a strong girl. She'll most definitely be fine again tomorrow at school. Kyubey clambered around Madoka's neck, finally residing on one shoulder, paws firmly holding onto her uniform.
Madoka walked along the sidewalk, trying not to let her new-found guilt eat her apart. I didn't mean to hurt Sayaka-chan at all…
Hey Madoka!
She felt a slight, soft tap on her shoulder through her uniform and turned to face the small alien on her shoulder. "What is it, Kyubey?" She saw a little white paw, erected and pointing at a small stand off to the side.
The stand was lit by artificial lights, revealing an appetizing looking menu overhead. Ghastly steam billowed upward into the darkened sky, the meaty, thick aroma making Madoka's mouth water. Her eyes brightened up suddenly, spirits rising like she had totally forgotten about the last twenty minutes she had spent walking home without Sayaka by her side.
"Meat buns!" the pinkette exclaimed with innocent wonder in her previously worried voice. She glanced at the hyper Incubator, who had quickly hopped off her shoulder and wandered over with intensity to the meat bun stand. He nimbly jumped on the stand's counter, the beefy breeze drifting across the little white shape. The stand owner, of course, couldn't see the alien that was perched on his merchandise cart, and continued cooking the meat buns.
The adorable pink haired girl scrambled over to the cart, following Kyubey. Do you want one, Kyubey? she sent to the excited creature, his fluffy tail busily waving around. He looked up at the girl for a moment, red eyes gleaming in the fake, unnatural lighting. Yes! Yes, please, Madoka!
Madoka giggled to herself at the alien's enthusiasm. I'm glad Kyubey's not being mean anymore, she thought to herself as she pulled out her Hello Kitty wallet. Before she had become a magical girl, Kyubey had been trying to contract Madoka for the longest time. Homura, like in every timeline, was always opposed to the mysterious creature. After all; it was her wish to be able to protect her beloved friend Madoka. Kyubey would go to any length to get the pinkette on his side, from evading laser attacks by an angry Homura to sacrificing Kyoko Sakura to a death that she could have survived. When asked why he did not warn the redhead that there was nothing she could have done to save Sayaka, who had turned into a witch, he only replied that it would be easier to contract Madoka Kaname when the witch Walpurgisnacht arrived.
And even when he had told Madoka the real reason for magical girls- it was a devastating and shocking acknowledgment for any magical girl to acquire. The real purpose for magical girls was energy. Energy that was examined by Kyubey's extraterrestrial civilization. The advanced, alien society only created magical girls for the one time when each would deliver an outstanding explosion of energy, when a magical girl became a witch. When Madoka had found this out, she was bewildered beyond belief. This was the fate of all magical girls.
But I've changed that, she thought as she pulled out a few yen with her small fingers. Kyubey's mission is probably aborted now, haha. She smiled nervously to herself, eyebrows pinching together at the thought of the little alien being fired. Oh well. Things are better this way. I'm glad that we don't have to be enemies anymore; magical girls will and only will exist to fight off witches, and Incubators will only exist to contract them. No burst of energy, no girls turning into witches. "Two pork buns, please." Madoka requested, handing her money over the counter to the man in charge of making and selling the meat-filled dough balls.
"Sure thing." The man smiled, picking up two pork buns with tongs and stuffing them in a bag. "Here you go."
"Thank you." The pinkette paid the man as she grabbed her bag and once she received her change, waddled over to a chair and table outside of a restaurant. Kyubey followed frantically, leaping up and down on the metal top of the table Madoka had chosen. Seeing the extremely excited alien, Madoka opened the small, white paper bag holding the pork buns, steam rising and making their mouths water. She used a napkin the vendor had given her to reach into the bag, and placed a bun down gently on the table. A flash of white grabbed the small, edible orb, and the next thing Madoka knew, Kyubey was stuffing his large cheeks. The little creature didn't seem to mind as crumbs scattered themselves on the metal top. Madoka stared at the Incubator, smiling sweetly as she pulled out her own pork bun from the bag.
Haha, so cute, she thought, closing her eyes. She took a bite of the bun, which instantly tantalized her tastebuds; the meaty, slightly spiced taste of the pork mixing in with the creamy skin of the cooked dough. The pink haired girl started munching mechanically after a few bites, looking up at the darkening sky. A few stars had begun appearing, the pinkette considering her issue to arrive home soon so her parents wouldn't get mad. Right after this bun we should probably go, she concurred with another bite of the yummy morsel.
"Madoka?"
Surprised by the sudden question, Madoka's bun halted halfway to her mouth. "-Whuh?" She glanced at Kyubey, who was vigorously staring at the magical girl, crimson eyes glittering. Madoka slowly brought the nibbled bun down, returning her stare to the small, grinning alien perched on the table. He has some crumbs on his face, Madoka noticed with a little chuckle.
The cat-like creature just stared back, ear flicking for a second. "Why were you worrying about Homura Akemi earlier?"
The girl frowned, a little bit startled by the sudden, random question. "Um… excuse me?"
Kyubey tilted his white head cockily as he put a paw up to his mouth, rubbing away at the loose crumbs that had settled on his face. "Do you know what Homura Akemi thinks of you? Do you know why she disappeared today?"
What? Homura-chan's my friend. She doesn't think anything bad about me… does she? "Homura-chan is my friend. She cares about me and wants to protect me, right?"
Kyubey's grin grew wider and his tail began to swish back and forth, a small rhythmic hiss filling the quiet area. "Homura Akemi likes you."
The surprised magical girl smiled softly, her eyes rejuvenating with the sentimentality of the thought. "I know." She took a bite from her bun as she wondered about the alien's statement.
"Not like that." Kyubey's tail moved across the table faster.
Madoka suddenly felt cold, her heart stopping for a moment. "W-What do you mean?" Does this have to do with Homura-chan disappearing earlier? The Incubator just smiled, making Madoka's stomach drop. Kyubey still wasn't altogether on her side, was he? The pinkette couldn't say anything as she stared at the sinister-looking grin on such an adorable face. Kyubey leaped off the table, waltzing away. He stopped for a moment, a few feet away from the confused girl with a half-eaten pork bun. His tail waved to and fro with ease; a brilliant but small white figure in the night. The pink haired girl was mesmerized by the ghostly appearance, a vague, pallid, retreating shadow.
The alien only grinned. "I think you'll find out soon."
Author's Note: Ok, that's just the first part of some great stuff! I hope that the little Kyoko/Sayaka scene spiced things up a bit, haha. I will probably be busy for the rest of this week, so the next half of the chapter should probably be ready late this week or early to mid next week. I look forward to uploading the next half soon, and wish everyone reading this a Merry Christmas! Until next time:)
