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PUELLA MAGI MADOKA - FRACTAL.
Chapter IV - Ice and Fire.
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Author Notes:
Power through? Power through! Before I lose interest and abandone this :S
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Everything was right with Sayaka Miki's life, which was a way to say that everything was wrong thought the bluenette as she mentally groaned at being late for school AGAIN.
"Kyoko! Hurry up!" shouted Sayaka while banging at the bathroon door with a fist.
"Yeah yeah, Sayaka why don' you just let it be? We're late anyway" answered the redhead's voice from the other side. Sayaka groaned while grabbing her foot with a hand. She had stubbed it against a table shortly after waking up and looking at the time.
If Kazuko-sensei sees me late again I'm dead, thought the bluenette banging the bathroom door again.
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"We're late! We're late!" shouted Sayaka at the top of her lungs, her breathing unsteady as she grabbed her redhead "friend" and ran for it.
"Hey! Still eatin'!" replied Kyoko between mouthfuls of bread as the bluenette dragged her on.
"You could have eaten more if you had woken up early. Seriously! Why didn't you wake me!" said Sayaka, distress marking her features and breathless as they approached the school. Just a little more, just a little more.
"I was tired you idiot!" replied the redhead, her face twisting into a sneer "and how not to be? After you were so rough with me last night..." she continued making a lewd face that made Sayaka stammer and almost fall to the ground.
"Don't put it like that!" replied Sayaka, her face red. They had only been studying and played some videogames, nothing of the sort...yet. No no no, I'm a girl, as Hitomi says, its forbidden love, control yourself Sayaka. The bluenette chastised herself as she felt her face heating up at the thought.
"Geez Sayaka! I was just kiddin'!" replied Kyoko amused at Sayaka's strange behavior. "Didn't think you had such a thing for me" she continued batting her eyelashes.
"Shut up you idiot! Lets go!" Sayaka forcefully grabbed the redhead's hand again (which felt uncomfortably hot, or is that me?) and made her way to school.
She mused at how she had ended in such a predicament. Shortly after Hitomi and Kyosuke started going out Sayaka had been really depressed and had gone to shop groceries (more like all the junk food she had found) intending to choke herself on ice-cream while watching drama movies (yeah all the better to forget about him...right...) only to be robbed of her newly bought bag by a certain redheaded delinquent.
Being the heroine of justice she is, Sayaka had followed her...only to have the living daylights beaten out of her as Kyoko always "lovingly" described the meeting to their acquaitances. The roles had reversed as Sayaka had saved the delinquent girl from a gang shortly after and the two were forced to escape by hiding among trash cans.
Shortly after she had invited the redhead to her home to wash herself, and the rest was history. The redhead had revealed how she had no home nor parents, the two had struck a quick friendship as Kyoko helped her get over Kyosuke and became a freeloader along with a light and a good friend in Sayaka's lonely existence. It had all been so fast and so weird that it was almost a happy dream...
But that's another story.
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After a long lecture from Kazuko-sensei and the promise they wouldn't be late again, Sayaka had made her way to her desk. Passing by the "transfer student" that received her with a small wave and an understanding smile, and also passing by the "devil" that sneered at her as if laughing at Sayaka's predicament.
Sayaka returned the favor with a glare.
It was strange how the two had begun their enmity, Sayaka didn't remember Homura to have ever done anything to her, neither Sayaka to Homura yet they always were cold to each other and Sayaka felt a burning hatred of the black haired girl whenever the two looked at each other.
If Sayaka could compare the girl with something, it would be a devil. She felt as if somehow everything wrong that happened to her had Homura's signature on it. As crazy as that was.
Everytime she tried to talk with Kyosuke or Madoka something seemed to happen that derailed her attemps. A teacher would talk to her, a fight would break between Kyoko and someone and she would have to put out the fire, she would get smacked by tomatoes...or she would just forget what she was doing. And EVERY. SINGLE. TIME, Homura would be there, laughing that insane laugh more fitting for a slasher movie.
The universe itself seemed to conspire against her too and bring her close to Kyoko. Sayaka wouldn't mind so if things weren't so ridiculous or embarassing,like that one time with Kyoko and the post shower brawl...thought the bluenette trying to prevent her already reddening face to become to noticeable.
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"Why don't we just go straight to her and talk?" said a sing song voice.
"Yeah and risk meeting Her face to face, genius?" answered a cold stoic voice.
"I'm just tired of you going all Batman on everything. I can't believe I was so boring" replied the voice in dissaproval.
"And I can't believe I became such a wuss, no wonder everything went like this" replied the stoic one with a monotone tone.
"Who are you calling wuss, stalker"
"Who are YOU calling stalker, weakling!" answered the monotone voice, rage seeping in her voice. Now shut up and watch.
"Witch~" said the sing song voice.
"You're one to talk..."
Sayaka looked at her back and then at the classroom'w window. The strange feeling she was being followed never leaving her. It had been a week already and it was making her paranoid. It was bad enough having that devil around her from time to time, but this was another level. She swore she saw shadows moving at the corner of her eyes and strands of black hair.
Maybe I'm going mad... thought Sayaka as she continued cleaning the now abandoned classroom. Her punishment for being late. And that Kyoko was supposed to help...wonder where she went, that lazy ass, thought Sayaka with anger. But when we get hope she'll receive the reprimand of her life.
"Miki Sayaka" said a cold monotone voice that Sayaka knew all too well, the presence she wanted to see the least in her predicament. The bluenette raised her head and there she was, the stoic black haired devil looking at her with a bored expression, very unlike the sinister smile she sported all the time.
"I'm not in the mood Homura, what do you want?" snapped Sayaka with more rage than she expected.
"We need to talk" replied Homura short and to the point. Strange, thought Sayaka, usually she behaves more flowery and arrogant...
"Well...then talk" answered Sayaka looking at those familiar hollow eyes.
"Not here" answered Homura quickly while staring at her surroundings. "We need to go to a more...private place" she finished.
What is she talking about? Is she trying to...oh no no no, if she's planning to confess It'll be really uncomfortable when we meet at the hallway, besides what Kyoko will think...wait? Why does it matter what Kyoko thinks? Thought Sayaka blushing a little against her will.
"No, either we talk here or nowhere at all!" said the bluenette marking the line. I'm sick of your cryptic talk and mind games!
A sigh, "well, so be it" said Homura simply as she grabbed a strange circular object in her arm.
Strange, thought Sayaka as she just noticed the strange clothing Homura was wearing. It was so similar to the school uniform that she hadn't noticed, except white and purple and strangely familiar...
Suddenly Sayaka felt a strong sharp pain at the back of her head and everything went black.
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Ow ow ow ow! thought the bluenette, her eyes still closed. What did just happen...the last thing she remembered was that annoying Homura standing before her, then a confession, and then...ow! The whole world was spinning before her and her body felt stiff.
"I said talk to her, not knock her out!" said a familiar and annoyed voice Sayaka barely recognized.
"I talked to her. Then I knocked her out" replied the monotone voice of Homura.
"Way to go jerk, now she'll never trust us!" answered the first voice even more annoyed. "Seriously, you should work in your people skills for once"
"Oh sorry, miss I can handle it! Wait, you can't! That's why we're in this predicament!"
Sayaka opened her eyes. Yep, I've gone mad.
Otherwise there was no explanation as to why there were two Homuras in front of her. The two girls were staring at each other with evident anger but quickly returned to the familiar monotone as Sayaka started to move, staring at the bluenette girl at the same time with their familiar cold eyes. It only managed to make Sayaka feel even more uneasy.
Both Homuras were dressed exactly the same, black stockings with a purple diamond pattern and a white dress that looked very similar to a school uniform. The only differente being that one Homura wore that round shaped disc on her left arm and a black hairband while the other wore a red ribbon (aren't those Madoka's?) and a smile that made Sayaka feel even more creeped out.
"Oh finally you're awake!" answered the ribbon Homura while smiling kindly at Sayaka. The other Homura made no sound whatsoever and just stared at her with the same bored expression.
Sayaka screamed.
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End Notes:
And the pieces are entering the game. Now sorry to disappoint the reviewers but this isn't exactly a Oriko/Kirika fic :S
They'll still appear but most probably won't be playing a prominent role on the story. I might give them more protagonism later or in another one though...
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