The wraiths were rough tonight on me. I had told the group I could handle them on my own, but mostly I just needed to blow off steam. I promised I would create a world in which Madoka could be happy, but that world was already changing. Madoka remembers her time as the Law of Cycles now, what does she think of me?
It didn't matter, because nothing could tear us apart now, anyways.
I tore into the wraiths, not hesitating to use as much of my power as necessary. Time passed endlessly, and I felt haggard. This was most likely affecting me more than it should have…
"Homura?"
The soft voice broke my concentration, and a wraith's hand passed a little too close to me for comfort.
"M-Madoka?" I turned around, glancing over my shoulder to see Madoka, still in her school uniform, standing behind me. "I said I could handle these wraiths tonight, Madoka. Go ahead and head home."
"You should stop soon." Her voice was soft and concerned, tearing through my heart like a warm knife through butter.
"...I will."
"It's really late."
"I promise I'll stop soon. Meet me on the rooftop of Mami's building." I pulled back her bow and arrow, deftly hitting another wraith. It cracked and fell to pieces, the shard landing on the ground. I scooped it up as I heard Madoka walk away behind me. I couldn't bear to look at the girl, so I just focused on the wraiths in front of me. Just a little while longer…
Probably too much time had passed before I landed softly behind Madoka's silhouette. The small girl was sitting on the edge of the rooftop, feet dangling down the side.
"Are you mad at me?"
There was no response.
I walked up, choosing to sit behind her instead of next to her, resting my forehead on Madoka's shoulder. "I'm sorry."
"Come sit next to me, Homura."
"But I'm comfortable here."
"You don't mean that."
"I do." The girl smelled good, although I could never admit that outloud.
We didn't move for a while, enjoying the sounds of the city and feeling the cooling breeze.
"I'm not angry with you, Homura."
"It's okay if you are."
"I'm not. I'm just worried about you."
I blinked a few times. "You're worried about me?"
"You've seemed really stressed since I told you I had my memories back."
I had always been frustrated by how perceptive Madoka was. She could always coin an emotion, especially one from me. I did my best to seem stoic and cold but she could see right through that in an instant.
"Don't worry about me. I can do enough worrying for the two of us."
Madoka couldn't help but giggle a little from that. Good, she was relaxing. I wrapped my arms around her small shoulders, burying my face more in her soft hair.
"Can you sing me that song again?"
"Hm? What song?"
"The song you sang to me the other night."
I could hear the smile in her voice as she replied, "sure, Homura," and began to sing. Her voice was crisp and cut through the air, clearing the thoughts from my head, letting the world slow down around her.
Long time no update! Thanks for the patience and for the continued reads and messages. Updates will continue to be sporadic but my most recent relationship has me feeling extra lovey, so there might be more updates soon~