The school day went by pretty fast, and before students noticed, it was already afternoon. The class rushed out as soon as the school bell had dismissed them, a certain pinkette among the crowd was dragging a tall ebony along with her.

"C'mon Homura-chan, we need to hurry and leave right away or we won't have enough time to hang out!"

"Wait; slow down, Madoka hold up!"

Homura was trying to slow down, but the smaller girl held on tighter and tugged harder. Sighing, Homura tried another method instead, she halted completely, and she pulled the pinkette into her arms.

"Hold up, Madoka. You didn't forget that Tomoe-san's coming with us, did you?"

Darn, how could I? That's the reason why I tried dragging you out of here so that we didn't have to bump into her.

"Oh, right. Forgot!"

Madoka gave out a nervous laugh, she was never good at lying, and that's why she never even tried lying.

"It's alright; let's just wait for her here." Madoka was completely oblivious before, but she just started realizing, Homura still had her in her arms.

Oh dear god, she's holding me! Homura-chan is holding me in her arms! Oh, please don't let this moment end God, please!

Madoka started leaning more and more towards Homura, hoping the ebony could somehow get the message, and hug her tighter.

"Sorry for the wa-"

Mami let out a faint gasp; she couldn't believe the scene before her.

"Oh, forgive me. I didn't want to intrude." She kind off almost spat the last part out, this made Homura aware of her hands. She was still holding Madoka, and it seemed that the pinkette was hugging her back, if not, clinging to her.

"Oh! Forgive me, Madoka."

Homura released the small girl, and turned towards Tomoe-san to avoid eye contact with Madoka.

"Shall we get going then, Tomoe-san?"

Mami finally smiled, she nodded, "Sure, but Homura, please call me Mami from now on, we're friends remember?"

Right, friends. Until you wish to snatch her for yourself, Tomoe-san. I won't let you!

"Is Mami-san alright, then?"Homura asked hesitantly.

"Yes, it's alright Homura."

Homura smiled faintly at the blonde, "Then, is it alright if Madoka calls you by your first name, too?"

Madoka's face brighten a bit, clearly Homura was still aware that she was there. The blonde however, she wasn't very pleased, but she decided to not show it.

"Uh, sure. I don't see why not…"

Homura turned towards the pinkette next to her left; she smiled and gave a 'See? You're friends now.' kind of look. This made Madoka feel a little guilty though; Homura was trying really hard to make this friendship work. And she was totally clueless as to why these girls disliked each other; it was because they both liked the tall ebony.

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"Well, here we are. What should we do?"

Madoka questioned Homura, totally ignoring Mami.

"I say we go and eat, Homura."

Mami grabbed Homura's arm and leaned her to her side.

"I say we go to the arcade, Homura."

Madoka joined in and tugged Homura towards her side, now.

"Kaname-san, we're going to that new restaurant, okay."

Mami tugged Homura to her side again.

"Although that's a good idea, Mami-san, I say we go to the arcade."

Madoka once again, tugged Homura to her side, this time with both her hands.

"Uh, guys. My- my arms, they're hurting." Poor Homura was hurting all over, and what's worse, both girls kept pulling back and forth.

"Restaurant!"

"Arcade!"

"Restaurant!"

"Arcade!"

"For the love of god, please stop. My arms can't take this much punishment…"

Homura was practically on the ground, whimpering from her sore arms.

"I'm so sorry!"

Both girls blurted out at the same time, then eyed each other.

"This is your entire fault, Kaname-san! If you weren't so stubborn, Homura wouldn't be on the ground right now!"

"My fault? You're the one who wanted to go to that stupid restaurant!"

They were about to argue some more, but noticed Homura was still sitting on the cold floor.

"Here, let me help, Homura."

Mami gently grabbed Homura's arm, but was stopped by Madoka.

"No, I'll help her! You've done enough."

Madoka clutched Homura's arm, but she was stopped.

"It's alright, Madoka, really. Just, please, don't ever pull me like that."

With that said, Homura got up, and brushed herself off.

"You know, we didn't ask what you'd like to do Homura."

Mami finally spoke up, "Sorry."

"It's alright. But really, I don't know where I'd like to go."

Homura confessed, she didn't really go out that much, so she didn't know how to have fun.

"Hm, I know! How about we go see that new scary movie that's out?"

Mami suggested, surely this was a great opportunity to score one point for herself, not to mention that she wouldn't really be blamed for holding onto Homura the whole time.

"S-scary movies?"

Madoka's face lost color; she never really liked horror films.

"What's the matter, Kaname-san? Don't like horror films?"

Mami smirked; this was such a great opportunity!

"You can wait for us out here, you know? We won't force you to come with us."

Homura, however, refused to go in without the pinkette.

"Madoka, we won't force you or anything. But I'll be next to you the whole time, okay?" With those words said, the pinkette sort of calmed down a bit.

"O-okay."

Damn… you should've just stayed outside pinkie.

The girls decided it was best to sit in the back; the back always seemed like the best seats in the theater anyway.

"Well then, let the horror begin."

Madoka gulped, she was shaking like crazy, and the movie didn't even start yet. A warm hand gently squeezed her sweaty hand; she looked up to see a familiar smile.

"You can hold onto my hand, if it makes you feel better."

Homura whispered at her, her soothing voice managed to calm her down a little. Mami was seeing this; she was boiling with jealousy, but kept her cool. The movie wasn't really frightening at all, but if she wanted to win Homura, she needed to act scared. So, she decided to jump hug her at the next jump scare.

Arghh!

"Kyyah!"

Mami hugged Homura, and clung to her.

"Ma-Mami-san! Are you okay?"

Madoka, who was holding Homura's hand the entire time, noticed that Mami was grinning at her.

No. You're pretending, aren't you?! That's cheating!

"I'm sorry, Homura. It seems that I got caught off guard."

Mami still clung to Homura, almost hugging her completely.

"Don't worry about it."

The next jump scare almost made Madoka jump out of her seat.

"Kyaah! No, please. No more jump scares!"

Homura realized Madoka wasn't having a good time at all; she wiggled out of Mami's embrace, and got up. She stretched her hand towards the pinkette before her, "How about we go to that arcade, Madoka?" Avoiding the giant screen before her, Madoka tried her best to focus on Homura.

"Oh god, please! Yes, let's leave!"

Homura held Madoka's hand, "Mami-san, are you staying?"

Pfft, no. I'm not leaving pinkie alone with you, Homura.

"No, this movie is boring, sadly. Let's go to the arcade." She smiled as she followed behind them.

The arcade was packed, there were lots of familiar faces there, and many students from their school were present there.

"So, this is an arcade, huh?"

Homura eyed her surroundings; there were so many games to choose from.

"You've never been to an arcade before, Homura-chan?"

"No, I haven't. So what exactly… do we do?"

Mami grabbed Homura's arm, again, for like the 10th time now!

"How about we play a dancing game, Homura?"

Homura cocked her head sideways, "A dancing…game?"

"Yeah! Let's play Dance Dance Revolution!"

Homura didn't seem too fond of the suggestion, "I don't really know how to dance, Mami."

Madoka grabbed Homura's arm, "You don't have to if you don't want to, Homura-chan. We can play something else."

Mami tugged Homura towards her side, again.

De jà vu you guys!

"I challenge you then, Kaname-san. Whoever wins, will play the pocky game with Homura, as a reward."

Madoka gasped at this, "You can't treat Homura-chan like some sort of trophy!"

She turned to look at the ebony, "Homura-chan, you don't have to do what you don't want to, okay?"

Homura, however, was curious now.

"Madoka, what is this pocky game you two speak of?"

Before Madoka could say anything, Mami shoved her to the side.

"Would you like to find out after this competition?"

The ebony nodded, "Sure."

No, Homura-chan! You don't know what you're getting yourself into! No, I can't let Tomoe Mami get away with this. I can't!

"Fine, Mami-san. I accept your challenge with pleasure." Mami smirked at the pinkette; she wasn't letting her win another round, not this time.

"I won't go easy on you, pinkie."


A/N: Once again, I apologize, I'm seriously sorry! Oh, first of all, I'd like to thank the people that gave me ideas, and the one person that gave me this brilliant idea about the arcade part. This person named kumi, thank you! You said it'd be an honor, but trust me, it's my honor to present such brilliant idea. Thank you so much! Anyway, the next chapter will be up sometime this week. I didn't know many of you would like this story, but I was wrong. So I shall try my very best to not disappoint you. Till next time, bye.