A/N: Hey hello, just wanted to say something to take into consideration. Seeing how I'm often writing flashbacks, text conversations, and the such I've decided to use a legend for them; Just to make it easier to know what's happening and what is a flashback or such, just to help those that may have trouble following what's going on.

If a lot of people don't like it, I'll stop doing it. Please tell me how you feel about it.

=== Text between this is a phone text conversation.

~~~ Text between this is a flashback.

Italics Text is obviously thoughts, which include the Devil thoughts.

Madoka walked into her room, feeling refreshed after having taken a shower and putting on her pajamas, and dropped herself on her bed; some of her plushies were sent flying around. Madoka reached with her arm towards the chair where she had left her phone charging, the blinking light indicating there were new notifications.

As she unlocked the phone the small notification icon showed it had been a line from Kyouko. Madoka went to open it.

"You there? I've gotta tell you the plan. Call me when you can"

Madoka looked at the text and thought for a few seconds. The girl had asked Kyouko for advice in how to interpret her feelings and had gotten not only the advice she needed in return, but also an ally to try and make Homura like her back. She looked in her contacts and found Kyouko's number, clicking the call icon.

After a few seconds of buzzing Kyouko picked up the phone.

"A nice you finally called" said Kyouko through the phone.

"Sorry, I was in the bath" apologized Madoka, properly positioning herself in the bed so she would look towards the ceiling.

"Don't worry, you ready to hear the plan?"

Madoka nodded before realizing Kyouko wouldn't be seeing her "Ye-yeah"

"Good, I don't have much time. Sayaka won't stay for much longer in the bath" she made a small pause "So, first thing you are gonna do is: ask Homura to go out somewhere tomorrow"

"Ju-just like that?" Madoka said, imagining Homura declining the offer "It's quite late to ask her now, isn't it? Maybe I should wait for the next Saturday…"

"Yeah no" Quickly denied Kyouko "If you want my perfect plan to work you gotta follow it to a tee"

Madoka moved around on her bed, it wasn't like she didn't want to be with Homura; but since she had realized she had feelings for her being close the beauty that Homura was made her a ball of nerves. She didn't know what would happen if they were to spend a whole day out together, could her heart even withstand that?

"You've got her number, right?" asked Kyouko "Then just go ahead and send her a Line message"

"Wh-what should I say?" mumbled Madoka, a bit of pink appearing on her cheeks.

"Something like: Wanna hang out tomorrow, Homura-chan?" Kyouko said as she imitated Madoka's voice "Add some of those kaomoji you use so much, one that is flustered or something"

"Isn't that too direct?" worried Madoka "Maybe we should go all together? That would be easier for me!"

Madoka could hear Kyouko sigh from behind the phone "And have us interfere with your lovey-dovey time? Homura looks like the kinda person that show more emotion by herself, not in a group"

Madoka stopped to think for a brief moment, Homura had told her groups did make her more anxious; and that she preferred to spend time with just Madoka (though this part might have been part of Madoka's dreams).

"I will try… Can you stay on the call if I need your help?"

"As long as Sayaka doesn't come back from the bath, yeah"

"Okay…"

Madoka took a deep breath to try and calm herself, slowly letting the air out of her lungs. She hid the call, making it into a small circular icon that hovered on the screen, and went back to Line. There, obviously a favorite contact, the name 'Homura-chan' appeared in one of the chats. Madoka tap in the chat and their previous conversations appeared on screen; they mostly were messages to let Madoka know she was already outside or messages for Homura to know Madoka may be a bit late. Not many real conversations, only two of them. The first one they had had and the second one that started from Madoka asking Homura about if she preferred karaage or curry for lunch; the answer had been karaage.

Madoka went ahead and started typing.

"Hello, Homura-chan. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out just the two of us tomorrow?"

She hovered over the send button.

…

Madoka started deleting the message, and went to type it again.

"Hey Homura-chan! Do you want to go out together somewhere tomorrow?"

No, the go out together felt more embarrassing than usual. Homura could misinterpret it as her saying she wants to go out with her, right? Yeah, that was a normal thing to think about. She couldn't let any kind of weird message pass her sensor. Se deleted the message once more.

"Homura-chan, you wanna go somewhere tomorrow?"

No that felt to Kyouko like; she would notice Kyouko is helping her.

"Good night, Homura-chan, I was wondering if you would like to hang out tomorrow?"

No, no; way to formal. What was she writing, an email? She deleted it once more.

"Hello Homura-chan! Can we go somewhere tomorrow, just the two of us? I just want to spend more time with only you! (≧◡≦)"

What was she thinking?! That was even more direct than the previous ones; did she want to sound desperate or something? Madoka went to start deleting the message, but she heard Kyouko's voice which made her bring the phone up to her ear.

"Madoka? Have you sent the message?" Madoka fumbled with the phone, it almost falling from her hands.

"N-no" she sighed with a bit of embarrassment "I don't know how to write it"

"Just say what you would say to me or Sayaka; don't overthink it"

"But I don't know why I can't remember how to send a normal text!"

"Look at an old one and just copy it" Kyouko sighed.

"Sure, I'll loo-"

Madoka's voice was stopped when she felt her phone vibrate, and the familiar tone of a new Line message coming through followed it soon after; She went to look and saw a new message from Homura.

"I would love to, where and at what time?"

Madoka looked at the chat, she had accidentally sent the last text she had written; Her face completely filled with red. Her hands started shaking.

Oh god she had sent the worst possible text she could have. The one where she admitted to want spend more time only with Homura. That was it, her life was over. Homura would now think she was some kind of creep.

"Madoka? Are you okay?" asked Kyouko "What happened?"

"I sent it" Madoka simply answered in almost a whisper.

"The text? Good, see it wasn't that hard"

"I sent it…"

"Y-yeah? You did?" Kyouko made a small pause "Congratulations?"

"No, I didn't send the one I wanted to send…"

"Is it that bad?"

Madoka went back to the line chat and copied the text message, going over to Kyouko's chat and sending it there. After a brief moment Kyouko answered.

"Oh… Well, you can just delete it! Say it was a typo and send a new one"

"Homura-chan has replied already"

"Well…" Kyouko made a small pause "At least it isn't an offensive message? You just sound desperate that's all"

Madoka buried her face on her biggest plushie, a big teddy bear, and tried to hide her embarrassment.

"What did she say?" Madoka could slightly hear Kyouko's voice, she pulled a bit away from the teddy bear and answered.

"She asked when and where"

"It's a victory then!"

Both stayed silent for a few seconds, Kyouko being the one to break the silence.

"Now, just tell her on the morning and maybe you two should go to the mall and do stuff around there. The important stuff can be done almost anywhere."

Madoka sighed before answering Homura's text.

"How does 10am sound? We will go to the usual mall if you are okay with it"

"I see, I will be at your house by 10 then" Homura's reply came almost instantly.

"Okay, see you tomorrow then Homura-chan"

"Good night, Madoka"

Madoka took a moment to ponder whether she should answer or not, but after some consideration she was able to break her embarrassment and answered.

"Good night, Homura-chan!"

And with that Madoka closed Homura's chat, a small victorious smile on her face. She went back to speak with Kyouko, but noticed that the call had ended. A new text from Kyouko was on her notification tray.

"Sayaka came out of the bath, I'll text you the details of the plan"

"Okay, thank you Kyouko-chan (⌒‿⌒)"

"np"

And with that Madoka blocked her phone's screen and left it charging in the same chair it had been before. Not having anyone to let all the accumulated energy she had from her nerves, her joy, and her success she simply hugged her teddy bear to death. A few minutes later the texts with the plan Kyouko had told her started to come in, Madoka read them with great attention; she had to make their first date count.

The sun was already out, it had been so for a few hours now, the sound of the few cars that roamed the streets near her house filled the room from time to time. The room was almost empty, save for a desk, a bed, and am old wooden closet which was now open. The interior of the closet was almost empty, with only her student uniforms in it and some comfier clothes she had had since she was in the orphanage. Though, with her having grown a bit they were starting to not be as comfortable as before.

She hadn't really thought about clothes when she was going through the cycles, not that they would stay in the closet next time she started again anyways; and when Madoka had made her final wish and became part of the law of cycles… Well, Homura really wasn't feeling like even trying to live a normal life by that point. Killing wraiths was all that she could think of during those months.

So, when last night Madoka had asked her to go out the two of them alone and she had immediately accepted… She didn't think at all about what she would wear. She could go with the same hoodie she had done when they studied all together, but that didn't feel like proper clothes for the event; and she didn't want to disappoint Madoka.

Of course, Homura thought, she could easily create new clothes using her powers. She could do anything to be honest, but since she didn't really desire anything other than Madoka's happiness she never found herself with such a need.

Though the real question was a harder one to answer: what should she even wear. It had been so long since Madoka and her had gone out somewhere just the two of them that she didn't remember wearing anything other than her student uniform all those times. And Madoka had told her in the past they would one day go to buy clothes for her, but…

"Homura-chan" Madoka's magical girl outfit was bathed with the different lights that came from below the building they were on top of, the girl looking towards the display of the night life in Mitakihara "After we defeat Walpurgisnacht, why don't we go shopping?"

"Kaname-san?" Homura, who was still on her magical girl uniform, finished picking a grief seed off the ground.

"I mean, you are really cute!" The girl turned around to face Homura, who was frozen in awe as the different colored lights from below outlined the pinkette "But, you don't really have a lot of clothes, so it's kind of a waste"

Homura closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to send the memories away. No, the girl she had been those first timelines was weak. She would never have been able to save Madoka, much less to try and save the rest as she thought she could have done. All foolish hopes of a Homura that didn't exist anymore.

And what did that say of her now then? She should have disappeared long ago, before Madoka had ever gotten closed to her. Before Homura going away could hurt Madoka. But instead, she had been weak. Instead, she had stayed behind. She promised a punishment for herself, one that should had fitted a being such as herself. And instead, she had delighted in the sweet fruits of her silver garden.

And now she was worrying about what to wear? Did she really still believe Madoka would even care about such a thing? If what Miki had told her was true, which seeing how serious the girl was taking the matter it probably was, Madoka was already in love with some guy. This might even be an excuse to go somewhere where said boy would be at, but knowing Madoka she would be too embarrassed to go by herself; instead opting to have someone around her so she could support herself on them.

…

If that was what Madoka wanted, then so be it. Homura would offer her support, if that meant Madoka would be happy then it was settled. Besides, this way maybe she would finally find who the guy was and see if he would be a good match for Madoka or not.

Homura decided to pick some of the clothes she still had from when she was in the orphanage in the end, a white t-shirt with light blue jeans; only modifying their size so they would properly fit her once again. And with that she went out of her apartment and started to walk towards Madoka's house with one goal in mind: to try and get information about who this mystery boy was.

The sound of her phone alarm quickly woke Madoka up, who had left her phone in the desk so she would have to get up from her bed to turn the alarm off. Madoka slowly sat on her bed, the annoying sound of her alarm still going on, and took some sleepy steps forward towards her phone; which showed the current time: 7:30am.

"Why did… I… put an alarm so early… in a… Saturday…" Madoka complained as she turned off the alarm, letting out a small yawn.

Still feeling sleepy she walked, slowly but surely, towards her bed once more. The moment she reached it she let all the strength on her body disappear, her body falling onto the bed as the girl started hugging her rabbit plushie.

Sleep slowly took the girl away from the conscious world.

"AH!" Madoka sprung up, quickly getting off the bed "I almost forgot about Homura-chan!"

With that the pinkette went towards her closet, looking for what to wear today. As she was looking at what to wear, she remembered Kyouko's texts, and opened her phone in search of the tips she had given her for what to wear today.

"With Homura I'm pretty sure you just have to wear something cute and frilly" had said Kyouko.

"Are you sure? She is usually pretty mature; wouldn't she think I'm childish? Well, more than what I already look (╥﹏╥)"

"Trust my instincts pinky, she is that kinda girl, I'm 100% sure"

"If you say so"

Madoka looked around the closet; she had a lot of cute and frilly clothes, mainly pink, but which one to choose would end up being harder than she had expected the night before.

Maybe she could use her one-piece white dress, it has some light pink frills around the edges and a small rose pattern in one side. It did look quite cute, but if she was able to follow Kyouko's plan perfectly, they might end up doing some physical activities so a dress might not be the best for it…

With how high the temps had been lately a lot of her clothes were completely out of the picture if she didn't want to end up dying from heatstroke; which was a shame, Madoka thought, one of her cutest outfits was winter clothes…

In the end she needed something breezy that still looked cute, so Madoka ended up going with a light pink puffy short sleeved blouse and light blue ripped short pants that Kyouko had gifted her (Kyouko had insisted those were comfiest pants one could ever wear in summer). She paired everything with two simple pink bracelets and comfortable shoes.

With that Madoka headed down towards the bathroom, where she did her hair as usual (making sure to wear the red ribbons Homura had gifted her) and followed with the rest of her weekday morning routine. After she had finished preparing, she went to the kitchen to prepare herself some breakfast, on the way there she said hello to her father who was in the garden at the moment and once she reached the kitchen, she saw her mom sitting on the table with a cup of coffee in her comfy weekend attire.

"Madoka?" Her mom had a surprised expression "It's rare to see you up so early on a Saturday"

Madoka let out a bit of a chuckle as she started to prepare some toast "I'm going to the mall later with a friend"

Madoka kept preparing her breakfast while her mother looked at the girl with a gaze that as well could have been seeing all her deepest secrets with how deep it was.

"Ahhhh…" sighed her mom before putting on a smile "With how you are dressed I'm going to guess is that Homura girl?"

Madoka jumped a bit in surprise before turning around to face her mom "Y-yeah"

"Eh~ And you've made yourself all pretty and all!" Her mom put on a teasing smile "You don't usually do all this work on yourself just for a friend you know?"

"Mom!" Madoka embarrassedly exclaimed as she took the strawberry jam jar to put in her toast.

The teasing smile that her mom had slowly changed, instead becoming a more caring one. "I'm here if you need anything, sweetie"

Madoka pondered for a few seconds if she should ask or not her mom about what to do to help with their date, but then again Kyouko had given her a pretty detailed plan; maybe she didn't have to ask her mother for advice… Or at least, not yet.

"I know…" Madoka said right as her toasts jumped off the toaster "Kyouko-chan is already helping me so don't worry!"

"Oh? Kyouko is?" asked her mom "Didn't know she had experience in love"

Madoka stopped to think for a second.

She had asked Kyouko to help her since she knew the redhead was a lesbian (She had told her so after she mistakenly took Madoka's and Sayaka's friendship as something more and almost made her a rival, misunderstanding that Madoka quickly fixed). But other than the girl liking Sayaka… had Kyouko ever talked about going out with someone? Actually, had any of her own plans ever worked out? As far as she knew she and Sayaka weren't dating yet.

Oh god, why did she ask Kyouko for help?!

The girl seemed to wear this confidence around that no one seemed to know where it came from, but it certainly was contagious and more often than not made Madoka feel like she could trust her with her life. But she was now starting to think that as much as she would trust her with her actual life, maybe her love life should be managed by a different person. One with more experience.

Now though it was too late to back down. Homura would be at her door in around two hours, and they had talked about going around the mall the whole day. She now had to follow Kyouko's plan, even if it was one that wasn't backed up by experience. At least she was sure the redhead had more experience planning dates than Madoka did; the thought did help her relax a little.

"Madoka" the voice of her mother calling her made her come back from the depths of her mind.

"Yeah?" asked Madoka as she lazily finished spreading the jam on her toast.

"Why don't you invite Homura to have dinner with us? To be honest, after her display the first time she came to get you I'm a bit curious"

Memories of last Thursday, with Homura and her in front of her house appeared to remind her just how that had gone last time.

"I would like to…" Madoka took a deep breath "But Homura-chan always finds a way to say no"

"Oh? Why's that?"

"Honestly…"

Madoka stopped to think for a moment, they had promised to not leave the other one alone (though in the moment Madoka thought that could mean something more it seemed that for Homura it had only been just a promise between friends). And Homura had promised to not make an excuse when she didn't want to go out with the rest… But that promise didn't include her not making one just to be with her, did it?

"I don't know" Madoka finally said, her mother simply kept looking at her as she took a long sip of her coffee; waiting for the pinkette to continue speaking. "To be honest, at times it feels like she wants to get away as far as possible…"

Madoka remembered all the times Homura would quickly dismiss most of the plans they made. The days were things just seemed to go wrong in every direction; just like how the day Sayaka fell unconscious, in which Homura had gone out of their way as fast as she could just so she didn't have to go to Mami's house. Or all the days that she would get out of the way after classes ended, not even letting Madoka ask her to come with them.

But then Madoka also remembered how Homura had joined the gardening club to not let her be alone after class. How she had agreed to accompany her to school every morning. How she had not missed a single lunch since Madoka had started making hers…

"And some other times it feels as if she thinks I will disappear if she stops looking at me" Madoka finally finished her sentence after having arranged her thoughts "And the thing is… I kinda feel the same about the last part"

"You think she is going to disappear?" asked her mom, just to let her know she was still listening.

"More like… something inside me tells me that if I leave her alone, she will" Madoka's smile turned into a complicated one, a feeling of uneasiness and familiarity with the concept of Homura disappearing being poured into it.

Her mom finished taking the last sip of her coffee before closing her eyes and going into a thinking expression, letting some 'hmm…'s and 'well…'s escape her mouth from time to time.

"I definitely need to talk with her myself to actually know but…" her mom made a small pause as she opened her eyes with determination "If what you are saying it's true then she seems like the kind of person that doesn't believe they deserve anything good"

"Eh?" questioned Madoka, though the idea of itself was new it did ring quite close when she put it together with her mental image of Homura.

"Some people are like that, just think all their accomplishments aren't enough to pay for the rewards they are seeing" She let out a small sigh "Others just think there is no way for them to get anything good. I've seen some similar people on the company before, as much as they do useful things, they don't feel like they belong at all"

Her mother let out another sigh, a bit of annoyance could be heard in it.

"It depends, but some of them usually overwork themselves because they believe that if they don't, they aren't doing enough" she looked at Madoka straight in the eyes "Now that I remember, you said she lives alone?"

Madoka simply nodded as an answer.

"Well, now I really want to talk with her" she looked at Madoka with the same look she put on whenever she was completely serious about something "Madoka, try to invite her; tell her I wanted to talk with her, no need to hide the reason. I'm just worried"

"Right, I will" Madoka knew the feeling all to well, even if Homura tried to hide it, she could still see the girl put on those sad expressions she often did. The bags under her eyes hadn't gone away either, so whatever hard life she had been going with before hanging around with Madoka she didn't stop to follow it. "Thank you, Mama"

"Yeah, have fun in your date" she added with a bit of a teasing voice "Just make sure to send a text if she ends up coming or not, don't want your father to panic in the last moment with what to make!"

Madoka chuckled as she went back to eating her toast. She really should have gone for help to her mom first. She always knew the best solutions after all.

Kyouko woke up quite early during the Saturday (9am), the alarm on her phone displayed a remainder on it:

"Help Madoka with her date"

After she read the alarm text, she simply turned off her alarm and, after a few seconds in which it seemed almost as if the girl had gone back to sleep, she slowly got up from her bed as she groaned.

She had a job as a cupid to do; and if her instincts were right (which they probably were, to be honest) Madoka and Homura did like each other but everyone was fucking oblivious to it for some reason. If she wanted Madoka to get her happy ending, and with that properly take note of Sayaka's reaction to a lesbian couple, she had to follow them just to see what pinky would inevitable do wrong and send her texts to correct her behavior.

Kyouko walked towards Sayaka's room and peeked into it.

The bluenette was still sleeping, perfect. That way she wouldn't ask what was going on. Kyouko quickly put some proper clothes on, took one of her bags full of snacks and her wallet and slowly walked out the door towards the shopping mall station where she would wait for her prey.

The door of her apartment closed and Sayaka finally opened her eyes, she had been about to wake up a few minutes before; but suddenly heard Kyouko's alarm and decided to fake sleep.

Homura had told her just the night before that she and Madoka were going to go to the shopping mall together, and that she thought it might be an excuse to see the guy Madoka liked so she had told her to follow them and try to take note of any guy that she might miss. Now the plan wasn't the best one, but Homura said she would focus on the people Madoka looked while Sayaka could take a note of those who looked at Madoka; as she had said, not the best plan but at least something.

She didn't want Kyouko following her though. She knew that if the redhead found their plans, she would probably tell Madoka and that was the end of the game. As such, Sayaka had decided to wait for Kyouko to leave before getting ready herself and she went ahead towards the shopping mall in a bit of a disguise (Mainly using some of her father's clothes and a hat to hide her blue hair).

Today was going to be a bit of a long day, and she had to make sure not to miss any guy that tried to get close to Madoka. They needed to find who the guy was before Madoka got to close to him, she didn't want to find out her best friend was dating a weirdo when it was too late.

Madoka's phone screen lit up as the sound of a text notification came in. The girl picked the phone excitedly as she saw the time, 9:59 AM. She clicked on the notification, going into the Line chat.

"I'm outside" said Homura, her icon that still was the default profile picture on the top of the screen.

"Going!" Quickly replied Madoka as she got up from the table and picked up her purse.

Madoka opened the door, seeing Homura on the other side of the street. The vision of the girl in her plain clothes honestly could have been hard to improve. Yes, it was just a plain white shirt that was a bit on the small size for Homura, but it made it so Madoka could easily see the girl's curves. Add in the jeans she was wearing and Homura not only did still look beautiful in Madoka's eyes but she seemed even a bit more approachable than she usually did when they wore their uniforms.

"Hello Homura-chan!" happily said Madoka as she approached the ebony haired beauty.

"Good morning, Madoka" said Homura in response as she did a small bow with her head. "Shall we get going?"

Madoka nodded and she merrily placed herself next to Homura, the girl rather than move away as she used to do before stayed next to her and even took a step closer to Madoka; Had this been on purpose or not Madoka didn't care, it had still made her happy that Homura wanted to approach her.

And with that they set off towards the station, their day about to start.

Current date: Saturday 17th of May.

A/N: And with this episode number 10 is done!

Now, I'm not sure how long the next one will be, it might be the usual 5-6k words or it might go a bit longer. By which I mean… I may not have it prepared by Friday, depends on how much time I'm able to give it and how inspired I feel.

That said, thank you for reading up to this point! Almost 60k words in a month man, time sure does fly.

I've also realized I've got a lot of plans for the events that will happen after the festival; but I've got only simple ideas for this week lmao.