Homura was walking in circles, the white sand in Hell moving around with her, as five of her dolls watched her with big grins in their faces; the others were too busy monitoring Madoka and the rest or lost somewhere, not all of her dolls listened unless threatened.

The pool of grief that once plagued the dimension had now been reduced to a small puddle, only once every few hours would a naturally born familiar appear from it. But that wasn't a motive of concern for Homura at the moment. She had something that threatened the world she had made for Madoka in a much closer distance.

Miki Sayaka's memories had returned, even if only briefly. It was true that Homura had been paying less attention to the bluenette, a mistake that she was prone to commit, and with all the problems the Devil had given her she wasn't in the best of shapes these past few days.

Homura decided to ignore how much of the problem was her being busy with Madoka, all the time she spent with the girl was less time monitoring the rest. But it was completely fine to do so, right? She was making sure Madoka didn't approach the Law of Cycles after all. It wasn't like she just wanted to spend time with the girl.

Homura stopped walking, immediately catching the attention of four of the dolls; Noroma, the last one, took a few more seconds to notice than the rest.

Homura was sure she had modified the memories of the girl once more, but when the rewrite was happening, she wasn't sure why, but it seemed as if she had to rewrite some of them more than once. In the heat of the moment, she thought it might have been her just doing a shoddy work, maybe just some nervousness for how wrong things could have gone. But now that she had had some time to think, she wasn't sure anymore.

It wasn't like she was doing some extra passes on already modified memories, it felt way closer to her having to rewrite them once again. Homura knew as a matter of fact that her memory manipulation wasn't perfect, she had done it to herself and more often than not memories would slip by; just like what happened before her rebellion. Some triggers could bring back memories, even a feeling of something just being wrong, but what triggered Miki's memories was…

Cake.

It was her memories of Mami's baking. A small memory, a subconscious one at that, that didn't seem to have anything to do with magical girls had awoken the girl. It was true that in almost every timeline at least Madoka, Miki and Tomoe would end up eating more than once in the blonde's house; but was it this important of a memory? How many more of these 'unimportant' memories had Homura left in their heads? What would the next trigger be?

Homura let out a long, tired sigh.

This just meant she would have to keep a closer eye on them. Be ready to jump in at any moment. This time she had been lucky that Reiketsu was following Madoka as close as the doll always did, had this happened without Madoka there Homura wouldn't have noticed on time.

"Nekura, Wagamama" the dolls looked directly at Homura "You two will be following Miki Sayaka from now on"

"W̶h̵y ̷m̴e̴!̷ ̵I̶ ̵h̵a̵v̵e̷ ̷m̴o̴r̴e̵ ̴imp̶o̵rta̵n̷t̷ ̷t̷h̷i̵n̴g̵s̶ ̷t̷o̴ d̵o̵!̷ ̷S̵end̷ ̵N̶o̴ko̴ma̵ ̷i̷n̴st̷e̷a̴d̶,̴ ̵s̴h̵e̷ ̵t̵h̷i̷n̷ks̶ ̷l̶i̴k̶e he̴r̴ ̶tar̶g̴et̷!̶" Complained Wagamama, her arms placed on her waist as if trying to show annoyance.

"S̴t̷r̶a̷w̴b̶e̴r̵r̴y̷ ̴i̷s̶ g̴o̷i̶n̷g ̷t̷o̵ ̶g̴e̷t̵ ̷he̵r̶ ̶m̶em̵o̷ri̷e̷s̷ ̴b̶ac̷k̴.̶.̶.̴ ̵W̶e ̷a̷r̶e̵ ̶g̷o̴i̶n̵g̵ ̷to̴ ̴d̴i̵e̶.̵.̶.Nekura was looking towards the ground, but still took a few steps forward; as much as she complained she still followed orders "Go̵o̵d̷-f̴o̴r̵-̶n̷o̴t̵h̵i̶ng̵ ̵i̵s̷ ̷s̶e̷n̶d̴i̵ng̷ ̷u̵s̵ ̵t̴o̴ ̵o̴u̶r ̶d̶e̴a̶t̵h̷s…"

Homura knew there was no point in trying to discuss with Wagamama, the doll would never accept she was on the wrong, instead she just had learned that ignoring her would more often than not lead to her following her orders; or at least, follow them close enough.

"Don't ever let her be alone" Homura kept talking, trying to use as much magic as she could to threaten Wagamama with her presence; letting her remember she was their creator "Don't ever get separated from each other. And if something weird happens, let me know instantly"

Nekura did a small nod before disappearing in just a blink, meanwhile Wagamama tapped her toe angrily against the ground before leaving the same way as her older sister.

Now, the other problem was someone she hadn't been keeping a close track of. Sure, she wasn't part of the original group, and the girl didn't really know the rest much. But still, Momoe Nagisa had been part of the Law of Cycles, and if Miki Sayaka was an example, they seemed to have an easier time getting their memories back.

"Higami, Ganko" Homura spoke up, these dolls didn't try to fight her as much as the rest, and Homura was thankful for that; she already had enough problems with the older dolls. "Make sure to take a close look at Momoe Nagisa."

The dolls didn't talk back, instead they just disappeared, they were the youngest of the dolls and seemed to understand that if their sisters wouldn't fight Homura; they shouldn't too.

Lastly Homura looked at the only doll that was left, Noroma. The blonde doll was looking at Homura with an expression that, as much as it looked the same from the outside as the same one the other dolls had, seemed to be completely lost.

"Noroma you…" Homura didn't want to admit that Noroma was… well, a bit of a blockhead to say the least. It's not like she wasn't a good doll; when it came to fighting, she had been an amazing familiar; but with things like following people around… The doll had a tendency to lose her targets. Yet she was one to always follow orders, just like Reiketsu. The fact that the doll never spoke didn't help either.

"Noroma, you are going to walk around the city" finally commanded Homura "if you see something wrong, contact me as fast as you can"

Noroma stood there, looking at Homura in silence for an uncomfortable amount of time before disappearing like the others.

Homura stood in the unmoving white sands for a few seconds, looking towards the half moon that perched on the eternal night sky. If it wasn't because she was a devil, she was completely sure she would be losing hair right now.

A small smile appeared on Homura's lips, her wings slowly embracing her as she prepared to go back to the earth. It should be morning already, and that meant she was going to see Madoka once again.

Madoka finished eating her breakfast, her dad being the only person in the house that was up at this hour had accompanied her, and got up from her chair. She walked towards the kitchen counter and picked up the boxed lunches she had prepared for today, she hoped Homura liked karaage because that was the main dish of today's lunch.

Madoka walked towards the entrance, stopping in front of the doors she put her shoes on. She looked towards a mirror that was on top of where they usually left the keys and made sure to have her hair well prepared. Madoka got a bit closer to her reflection, trying to see if any strawberry jam had gotten stuck in her face somehow and when everything was confirmed she took a deep breath and opened the door.

There in front of her house Homura was waiting, the girl seemed to have been deep in thought before Madoka had opened the door, the sound that came from it catching the beauty's attention.

"Hello, Homura-chan!" Madoka walked rapidly towards the girl, stopping only when they were not more than 50 centimeters apart. She would have stopped further away a few days ago, but now? She honestly wanted to get even closer.

"Good morning, Madoka" a genuine smile appeared on the girl's face, one that filled Madoka with deep joy. "Should we get going?"

Madoka nodded in response before placing herself right next to Homura and started walking towards school. A small yawn escaped Madoka's mouth, Homura looked at the girl with curiosity.

"Are you tired, Madoka?" Homura tilted her head a little, a cute gesture Madoka thought.

"hahaha… I guess I am" Madoka let out a small laugh "I had trouble falling asleep yesterday"

Homura's frown deepened, the girl looked at Madoka with what seemed like worriedness; Or at least that was what Madoka wanted to believe.

"Did something happen?"

Homura's voice suddenly changed, it felt more like how she used to talk at the start. Maybe it was just her way of showing she was worried, or the girl was just uncomfortable with the situation. Whatever it was, Madoka didn't want to worry her more, so she decided to try and take away weight from the situation.

"Sayaka-chan fainted yesterday that was all" Madoka tried to put on a reassuring smile "It's not like I didn't sleep at all, I just feel a bit tired from the whole thing"

"I see" Homura replied, the girl moving her gaze from Madoka to towards where they were going. Madoka could still see a bit of a frown on the girl, who seemed to be thinking about something. Was Homura also worried about Sayaka? They seemed to be on better terms after all.

"Madoka" Homura spoke up, making Madoka realize she had been staring at the girl for a while now.

"Y-yes, what is it Homura-chan?" Madoka stuttered.

"Next time that happens, if you want to talk, you can call me" said Homura, still looking forward.

"It was quite late. I wouldn't want to bother you!" exclaimed Madoka.

"It doesn't matter" said Homura, finally looking at Madoka; her usual face on "If you need me, I will be there"

Madoka froze as her mind raced with the words that the ebony haired girl had just said. Trying to decipher the meaning behind the words, the cold mask the girl put on herself making it harder to know. Was she just worried about a friend? Was this about the conversation they had were they promised to not run away from each other? Or was Homura implying something that Madoka had only thought about happening, something that she knew couldn't really happen since Homura was too good for the average girl that Madoka was.

Madoka wasn't even sure if that was what she wanted. She had been still trying to ascertain what the feeling she had whenever she was with Homura was. And this past week had been filled with so many things that she wasn't even sure if she was misinterpreting what she felt. It could be that Homura was just pretty, she was in that age after all.

Madoka would need some help, but just thinking about it was embarrassing for the girl. And she still wasn't sure how her mom would react, though of course she knew her mom would probably understand. Or at least she hoped. Sayaka was out of the question, as much as she trusted her; she and Homura had just started to get along, so the girl would probably feel uncomfortable. Kyouko… Madoka knew that Kyouko liked Sayaka, so maybe she would be the best to talk to? She had helped her before after all, maybe she would try to speak with her and ask for advice; or at least try to see if she is properly interpreting her feelings.

"Madoka?" Homura's voice unfroze Madoka, for how long had she been thinking in silence?

"Ah- sorry" Madoka placed a smile on her face, trying to calm Homura down "I will call you when I'm worried, thank you Homura-chan"

Homura only replied by giving the girl a happy smile, almost as if a weight had been lifted from the girl.

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After a few minutes of walking, they reached the school grounds. With it being a good forty minutes before classes started there was no one there other than the gate guard who gave them a small wave and a smile, Madoka returning the wave while Homura simply made a small yet polite bow of the head.

While they were still outside the building itself, Madoka turned towards Homura and spoke; her hands behind her were holding her schoolbag.

"So, I have to go do the club activities I told you about yesterday" Homura turned to face her, the same cold look on her face that she usually wore "You can go to class, I guess?"

Madoka stopped talking for a few seconds, a bit of guilt coming through her voice and expression.

"This is why I told you that you didn't have to accompany me today…" Madoka sighed "Now you are here way too early"

"It's fine, I was the one that wanted to be with you" said Homura, the words making Madoka's heart skip a beat "If you don't mind, can I stay with you instead?"

Madoka's mind went racing. Another 40 minutes together with Homura alone? What if she did a mistake while she was doing her club activities and embarrassed herself? How would she even concentrate knowing the girl was watching her? Why did this make her so nervous?!

"Y-yeah! I guess that's better than waiting alone in the classroom!" Madoka had promised to never let the girl be alone anymore and now she wanted to get away from her because she was nervous? God, she really needed to talk with Kyouko for advice.

"Thank you, Madoka" said Homura, a gentle smile on her face. Was it Madoka's imagination or did the girl smile way more than she used to? True, a lot of them were clearly forced (or at least Madoka thought they were) and some of them were looked like the girl was trying to be more approachable, but then again it was still more smiles.

Madoka smiled back and started walking towards the storage room where they kept all the gardening tools. Homura following behind her.

Once they were inside the storage room, Madoka looked around for the tool box in which they stored most of the small tools. The box was on the top shelf so Madoka went to pick up a stool; the club president had been the last person to use them, he probably forgot Madoka was in charge of morning duty today and had placed them pretty far up.

Homura saw what Madoka was doing and decided to interject.

"May I?" said Homura, taking the stool from Madoka's hands.

"Oh, you don't have to Homura-chan" Madoka was short, but it wasn't like Homura was much taller than her; she would still have to use the stool. "This happens sometimes"

"I'm already here" said Homura, placing the stool and getting on it before picking up the toolbox almost as if it didn't weight. "If you don't mind, I would like to help with simple things at least"

Homura got off the stool with the box between her arm and torso with a small jump; Madoka flinched as she imagined the girl falling and getting hurt, but Homura almost seemed to float. Madoka knew what if felt like wanting to help, and it wasn't like Homura helping her tend to the school garden seemed like a bad idea.

"Sure! I will let you know if I need help with something"

They both exited the storage room, Homura still carrying the toolbox as if it was nothing, and reached the school garden. Homura placed the box on top of a bench and looked around as Madoka went to fill the watering can in the nearby faucet.

As Madoka was watering the different flowers, ferns and, of course, the little cactus she had revived, Homura just looked at the girl from below the Sakura tree that now had almost no flowers left. The rest of the morning went by without a real problem other than Madoka feeling a bit nervous with how much Homura was just looking at her; The pinkette had tried to start some conversations, and Homura had answered, but they all were either small talk or some random thought to break the silence.

Still, even when there was only silence, Madoka felt more comfortable than usual. It wasn't like she didn't like taking care of the flowers by herself, but Homura just being there helping with some simple things like cleaning the flower filled floor; or moving a heavy flowerpot to a better spot; helping Madoka change one fern that had grown too big for its previous pot to a bigger one… It all made Madoka feel happier than usual, it almost felt as if they were tending to their own garden.

As they were finishing Homura spoke up, looking at the small cactus that Madoka had saved.

"Is this the one you talked about?" she asked, though it felt like she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"Yeah" answered Madoka as she approached the girl "It has really pretty flowers, right?"

Homura looked at the pink and white flowers of the cactus for a brief moment before closing her eyes with a small smile that could have gone unnoticed wasn't Madoka looking at the girl directly.

"Yes, they really are"

The school bell rang, its chime echoing throughout the glass halls of the building. Everyone inside the class stopped writing, though some of them tried to finish answering something; but sadly, the people behind them had already started to pass the tests forwards.

Sayaka, luckily, wasn't one of these people; she had been able to answer everything; though probably with mistakes here and there. After all tests had been moved forward and the class representative got them all together, the class got up from their seats. Some with happiness, others more tired.

Sayaka looked at Kyouko, who got up and looked at the bluenette with a serious look on her face. A brief moment passed; Kyouko's face was unmoving. Maybe all the studying didn't work out, or so Sayaka thought; because a second later Kyouko's serious face turned into a happy smile, her little fang showing; and the girl did a thumbs up.

Sayaka sighed in relief, turning around to look at Madoka who had gotten up already; though she didn't find her there, instead the girl had already moved through class to talk with Akemi. As much as this might have angered her before, it now felt more of a disappointment in her best friend not talking with her first; but Madoka was trying to get closer to the girl, so Sayaka was sure things would end up returning to normal at some point. Or at least she hoped so.

Kyouko approached Sayaka, the redhead turning around to see what Sayaka was looking at.

"Oh~ are you jealous?" Kyouko mockingly said as she elbowed Sayaka, the bluenette returning the gesture together with an annoyed frown before approaching Madoka and Akemi.

Akemi was the first one to notice Sayaka approaching, the girl stopped looking at Madoka which made the pinkette turn back to see what she was looking at. When she saw it was Sayaka, the girl smiled brightly before speaking up.

"Sayaka-chan! How did you do?" she asked, now completely facing Sayaka.

"Like always I guess" replied Sayaka "Should be around 60 or something like that. What about you?"

Madoka let out a long sigh "I thought I might get an 80, but now that I've compared some answers with Homura-chan…" The girl looked down with disappointment before letting out a small chuckle "I guess I'll get a 60 too"

"I'm guessing emo girl is gonna get a 100 then?" said Kyouko who had approached the group just a second before.

Akemi took a moment to answer, probably thinking about the nickname that didn't seem to be going away anytime soon.

"Yes, it should." She finally answered with the same stoic tone she always used with them.

The group started to walk towards the exit of the classroom, and then through the glass halls of the school; waves of people rushing in different directions as they went either home or to their club room. It was moments like these that Sayaka liked not being in a club, being able to go home directly after a tiring exam was the best feeling.

"Madoka, now that we've finished the tests; are you going to get back into afternoon club activities?" asked Sayaka as they walked down the stairs.

"Ah, right I didn't tell you." Said Madoka, a thinking expression on her face "The president told me to come back next week, they already divided all the tasks between the two for this week" she let out a small chuckle.

"Man, that's a shame" said Kyouko, the girl was going down the stair two steps at a time "I'm gonna miss hanging out after school"

Madoka didn't say anything in response, instead she just kept walking on silence for a few seconds until a voice broke the silence.

"Is something wrong, Madoka?" asked Akemi, more worry than what was probably necessary showing on her face; It just made Sayaka realize even more that her initial impression of the girl had been wrong.

Madoka looked at the ground for a brief moment before raising her head to speak with a saddened smile.

"I was thinking about what Kyouko said" she went back to looking at the ground "I really would like to spend more time together with everyone…"

A brief pause in her words before she looked up with a sad, or rather, longing expression that she tried to hide behind a smile. "I don't know what I'm saying, sorry. Le-let's go"

By this point they had already left the school building, the voices of the other students getting louder as they walked towards the school gates. But in their group the silence came back, seeing Madoka actually sad has always been a rare occurrence; not because the girl didn't feel sad at all, but rather because the sadness she usually felt was about others or some small normal thing for their age. But this sadness came from a far deeper place, and while it had been the first time Madoka had ever said something like it, Sayaka felt almost as if they had had this conversation before.

"Madoka…" spoke up Sayaka, going to give the girl a hug; she saw almost a flinch come from Akemi, but she quickly went back to normal so it had probably been her imagination. "You don't have to apologize. We are here, we are not going anywhere"

Sayaka wasn't the best at comforting people, that was Madoka's specialty after all, but at the very least she knew her friend liked hugs; and when Madoka tightly returned the hug she was proven correct.

Madoka was completely locked in the hug, not saying anything.

"It's not like we are never going to see each other again you know" said Sayaka, trying to put some positive energy in her voice, Madoka only replied with silence "It's not like you have to stay for long, right?"

Madoka answered with a small voice, barely audible with all the ambient noise. "It will be an hour at least, probably two…"

That did mean Kyouko was out of the picture most days, she usually could only hang around for an hour if she pushed her luck. While Sayaka… She knew that were she to stay behind to wait not only would Madoka feel guilty about it but Kyouko would probably also try to stay behind, possibly wasting her free time before she had to go to work.

"Akemi?" asked Kyouko with a confused tone, making Sayaka and Madoka look up as they saw the ebony haired girl hurriedly, yet with the same grace she always carried, walk back into the school building.

"Where is she going now?" said Sayaka, a bit of an irritated tone in her voice; did she just leave them with a crying Madoka? Sure, it's not like she had to stay behind, but the girl was literally crying about not being able to be with the rest; that was quite the dick move.

Madoka softened the hug, slowly pulling away from Sayaka who looked back at the pinkette; the girl was using her sleeves to dry off her tears; putting on a very forced smile.

"I'm sorry, I… I was too much of a bother" the pinkette said, Sayaka started to feel her blood starting to boil "Even Homura-chan got tired of it" she let out a nervous laugh, trying to contain back the tears and failing miserably.

That settled it, Sayaka had to be right then. Akemi Homura was jus trying to use Madoka, and the moment things got a bit uncomfortable she would just run away and let the girl behind. The next time she saw that bitch she was going to break her nose, at least.

"L-let's go" said Madoka, the girl still trying to force a smile through; though if the sudden rush of emotions she had had before wasn't enough, thinking about what Akemi Homura had just done wasn't helping at all.

No one hurt her friend like this and got out unscathed. She had protected the girl when they were in kindergarten, she will stay protect the girl now. Or rather, she would still punish those that even dared to make Madoka cry.

"No, I'm going to get that bi… I'm going to get Akemi-san" said Sayaka, as she started to move towards the building in which the girl had gone into.

Sadly, her movement came to a halt when a strong grip held her back from the arm.

"It really isn't the best time to do that" said Kyouko, as much as the girl was trying to hide it Sayaka was able to see she was as much, or more, angry than her. "I can walk with you two until we reach the station, that ok with ya Madoka?"

"Y-yeah" Apparently Sayaka's action had made the girl worry about what might happen, so Sayaka tried to take a deep breath to calm herself; she would 'talk' with Akemi later.

With that they both placed next to Madoka as they walked towards the station, each one of them on one side of the pinkette.

"Now that I think about it" started talking Kyouko, an overenergetic tone in her voice "The store has been having some festival themed products; is something happening soon?"

"Ah!" exclaimed Sayaka as she remembered "Yeah, next week weekend is the spring festival of this year; why don't we all go together?"

"Sure, what ya say Madoka?" asked Kyouko.

Madoka changed looks between the two before letting out a small genuine chuckle with a warm smile to accompany it; She clearly had noticed what they were trying to do.

"Yeah, it'll be fun" she said with her usual happy voice "We can invite Mami-san and Nagisa-chan too"

"The cheese kid?" asked Kyouko "Sure, she seemed fun"

"And also…" started saying Madoka, though there was some restrain in her voice "If Homura-chan wants to come…"

Sayaka was, for lack of a better term, at a lack of words. Sure, the girl didn't want them to fight, but that was a pretty standard thing to want to evade; but even after what she had done to her, after leaving her behind she was now going to invite her to go to the festival?

Kyouko let out a small sigh "If you think you would have a better time, then I'm okay with it"

"I don't think she will accept anyways…" said Madoka, the girl felt almost betrayed; though she was probably still blaming herself for something she hadn't done.

"Listen Madoka, if you want to invite her go ahead" started saying Sayaka "But after what she has done, I wouldn't-"

The sound of some branches, that had fallen onto the floor, breaking alerted the group; in a more hurried pace than what she had disappeared before, Akemi Homura reappeared in front of the group. With how much her chest was moving up and down she seemed to be a bit tired, but the girl hid it almost perfectly.

"You!" shouted Sayaka, taking a protective forward step towards the girl "What the hell were you doing!"

Akemi didn't answer, instead she just walked towards the group as she did a hair flip. When she had reached them, or rather when she reached Sayaka who was between her and Madoka, she took out a piece of paper and handed it to Madoka.

"Homura-chan?" confusedly asked Madoka as she picked up the paper.

"You said you would feel alone when you started your club activities" coldly replied Akemi, Madoka now quickly reading the paper; that by the general layout looked like a club inscription sheet.

"You gotta be kidding me" said Kyouko, who was behind Madoka and could read the paper.

"What, what is it?" asked Sayaka, trying to look back; Madoka handed her the paper before looking at Homura.

"You didn't have to…" said Madoka, the girl hands were shaking a bit.

Sayaka read the paper, it was indeed a club member registration form; the club was the gardening club and the member…

"Joining the gardening club was the easiest solution" said Akemi, doing yet another hair flip; was it a nervous tick or something? It was kind of pissing her off.

"But… why?" asked Madoka, still unable to believe the girl.

"Because I promised you" Akemi's reply was blunt, it almost felt like they had been hit with a truck.

Everyone went silent for a second, Sayaka and Kyouko still trying to process what had happened. Madoka on the other part couldn't hold back any longer and jumped at the girl, giving her a tight hug. A few seconds later, Akemi returned the hug though gentler; Sayaka could have sworn she had seen a moment of panic in the girl's eyes.

Madoka was crying, though this time it felt more like relieved tears, making a mess of Akemi's uniform in the process. Akemi reciprocated the hug in the simplest way possible, simply grabbing the girl back. It had been the first time Sayaka had seen the girl doubt what to do.

"Man…" Kyouko let out a long sigh, her hands going behind her head "And here I was thinking I would have to beat you up"

Madoka pulled away from Akemi before looking back at Kyouko. "That wouldn't have made me feel better!"

"I know" Kyouko shrugged "It would have made me feel better though"

And with that the group went to the station, now Akemi following next to a happy Madoka. Sayaka and Kyouko walked a bit behind, Sayaka made a small signal towards Kyouko and they both slowly started to fall behind so they could talk without worrying about them hearing what they were saying.

"What?" asked Kyouko, who had taken some pocky at one point, gave Madoka one to cheer her up and started eating the rest before getting to work.

"Madoka has been a bit more sensible than usual don't you think?" asked Sayaka, the pinkette always had been prone to emotions; but these past weeks had felt like a ticking bomb. "You think something's happening to her?"

Kyouko looked at Madoka for a few seconds before answering.

"Bah, it's probably just her being anxious"

"About what?" Sayaka tried to get a bit closer to hear what Kyouko had to say a bit better.

"She is realizing she has fallen in love with someone, the girl becoming a bit of a mess is understandable"

"Huh?!" Sayaka raised her voice almost too much, had the duo in front of them not been talking about their own things they would have noticed. "Wait, who does she like?"

Kyouko's face went through a few emotions in a matter of a second before addressing Sayaka's question with an incredulous face on.

"You really didn't notice?"

"No? What should I have noticed?" asked Sayaka.

"All the flirting? The clear magnet like attitude?" Kyouko made a small pause, making sure to properly intonate the first word "Nothing at all? Nothing weird?"

Sayaka tried to think, but she had been keeping a close eye to Madoka, at least while they were in the class, and hadn't noticed anyone…

"No, really" said Sayaka "Who is the guy?"

Something seemed to break inside Kyouko's psyche, the last bit of patience and or understanding completely broken. She was like that for a few seconds before she spoke up.

"I'm not gonna tell you. The only thing I will let you know is that you might not like them."

And with that Kyouko pressed forwards, leaving behind a questioning Sayaka about what she had just heard.

Apparently, some random dude that felt like problems had become Madoka's crush. Well, she didn't know who the guy was; but she sure as hell was going to find out. Because as much as Madoka probably wouldn't tell her anything out of embarrassment, there were still ways for getting the information. And she had a possibly powerful ally.

Akemi Homura.

Current date: Thursday 15th of May.

A/N: Hey there, this website is not properly showing stats and I don't know if there aren't any new review or not to be honest; nothing changes on my end. You should all know that I'm also posting this on ao3 for archiving purposes, and the stats do work over there.

I will obviously still update it here. There is no reason not to as long as the page is still up.