Closer
"Alright stand beside your partner now and get into your position with the eqipments."
Madoka strained her neck, looking right and left and wondering where could her partner be. She actually noticed that Homura didn't even look interested in today's lesson and thought that maybe she had left for the infirmary to skip today's P.E. Bitting her lips, Madoka sighed, intending to sit at a corner since she knew she would be the odd one out.
Today would definately be fun! Madoka thought right after she left school yesterday. In fact, she even told Hitomi and Sayaka if they could pair themselves up since she wanted to give this lesson a shot and use this chance to be friends with Homura. It's really bad to lie to Homura about the fact that she didn't have a partner when Hitomi and Sayaka were actually debating who Madoka should partner with, but...
Madoka let out a breathe and trudged towards the lonely corner. She didn't know why but she really wanted to make friends with Homura! That girl sure gave her a weird feeling that she couldn't describe. A feeling which Madoka had to find out for herself in order for her to be in peace. Well, maybe during lunch time, she could-
"Where are you going?"
Madoka widened her eyes and turned, blinking a few times before she started blushing for who know what reason.
"Homura-chan!"
Homura quirked an eyebrow, not actually understanding why she seemed so... happy. But that wasn't important. Homura had went to check every single racket that were given to the students and noted the one she had picked was probably the safest to use. She had been through a lot of missions and she knew that even a normal racket could be a deadly weapon. If someone have the intention to hurt Madoka, her client, she had to prevent everything that could pose as a weapon to hurt or even kill her.
"It's just a friggin' camera I don't understand why you make such a big fuss about it." Kyoko laughed and set her popcorn aside. "You know, that's why you have so little friends. You're just really weird."
"My mission is to protect her, so I have to use all means to prevent her from any source of danger." Homura said coldly.
"She just want to help to take a photograph for her seniors, you don't have to destroy that camera. You just made a fool out of yourself and your client, no wonder boss would ask someone to take over your mission." Kyoko placed her hand on Homura's tense shoulder.
"Four years ago, the 6th most dangerous terrorist planted a bomb in a camera that would spark off and ignite a fire once flash is used. A cameraman then used that camera to take a picture of one of our most important client we had and looked what happened." Homura snorted, shrugging Kyoko's hand away as she reached for the popcorn, their attention on the movie before them was long gone.
"Alright, master of perfectness. I'm just telling you though, being too protective would only result your client to avoid you and be afraid of you. I've seen quite a number of cases which made the boss very displease with the subordinates when they kept making this mistakes all the time and ended up firing them. I don't want you to be the next." Kyoko hung her arm around Homura, much to her annoyance. "After all, you're the most kawaii colleague I ever met, ya' know?"
Homura blinked, and her grip around the racket tightened as she recalled what Kyoko had warned her about. But old habits die hard and she ended up doing it again. Homura smug. She glanced up at Madoka who was approaching her with that huge smile on her face.
"You already got the equipments! That's nice!"
"Yeah. Here yours, Madoka."
Madoka reached out for her racket when she stopped and slowly stared at Homura with a surprised look. Homura didn't realize what was wrong until she remembered what she said.
"Pardon me. It was a slip of my tongue, Kaname-san."
"No no!" Madoka almost yelled and suddenly her cheeks turned red, very red. "I mean I'm fine with you calling me Madoka. Actually I really want you to call me that." Madoka then covered her face with both of her tiny hands. "Oh my, I'm so embarrassing! Why do I sound like I'm so desperate?"
Homura didn't know if she should laugh. She glanced around and noted that most of the students were already in their positions. She gently put out her hand and shook Madoka shoulder. "I'll call you Madoka from now on, but we should start playing in our courts now."
"So, did you make friends with her? That weirdo?" Sayaka bit the tip of her straw.
"She's not a weirdo!" Madoka frowned. "She's really nice actually. Like super nice! She don't allow me to do anything much like picking up the shuttlecock when it landed near my area. The match too, she was playing most of the time though."
"How the hell is that nice, Kaname Madoka? SHe's just stealing all your chances to play! She don't want you to play because she wanted all the credit to herself." Sayaka scoffed.
"It's not like that! Trust me, that feeling is something else. Like she doesn't want me to get hurt..."
"I'm going to side with Sayaka though." Hitomi shook her head.
Madoka sighed. "But it was fun, watching her play. She's really an elite actually! She run really fast and her serves are pretty impressive, she also did quite good with the-"
"Madoka..." Sayaka sighed, placing her drink away. "You've been talking about this Homura girl for the past half an hour, isn't it better if we can talk about our shopping spree this saturday?"
"Alright sorry guys." Madoka said sheepishly. "This saturday where will we be going?"
"I heard there's plenty of great sales at YoYo shopping mall, we should head there first thing in the morning."
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"YoYo shopping mall..." Homura started typing vigorously into her laptop, pressing her ears as she listened attentively to Madoka's conversation with her other two friends. Homura must say, that she herself got to be smart sometimes to go with this trick. During lunch, she had accidentally placed a listening device underneath of a keychain that Madoka hung it on her bag. It would be darn difficult for Madoka to find out about it but it would be pretty easy for the device to become loose and dropped out if Madoka started running or dropped her bag heavily. But that problem will be settled next time.
"What's the matter? Looking all focused and stuff."
"Shhh." Homura put a finger to her lips and gave an annoyed look over at Kyoko. The redhead lifted her fist and wanted to knock Homura's head but ended up slumped next to her on the sofa.
"What should we do after shopping?"
"Maybe we should eat seoul garden and stuff ourself with chicken and beef."
In another second, Homura started typing furiously into her laptop. Kyoko just dully watched Homura do all her silly researches as she began to fell asleep.
"You owe me a favor now." Kyoko crunched her pocky as she started biting another stick. "It was suppose to be my long sweet one month holiday but I'm here helping with your work."
"You're freeloading in my house and I haven't even settle that with you." Homura glanced back with narrowed eyes. "I can't look after three people if anything happens to them."
"What can happen? Like seriously? You're seriously too hardworking ya know. It's Saturday and you should relax on a Saturday!" Kyoko waved her arm exaggeratedly. "If I'm the boss, I don't know if I should fire you because of your perfectness in doing things that end up spoiling the plans or should I not fire you because you are so hardworking."
"I asked you here to keep an eye on them, not to complain." Homura snapped.
"Argh." Kyoko rolled her eyes as she took out a chocolate bar and tore the wrapper, munching on her food angrily.
"Look, something is wrong." Homura nudged Kyoko.
The redhead popped her head out of the pillar and noted two men towering the three girls as they gave a look of disdain.
"Oh, so you think that apologizing and walking away will work, when you bumped into our almighty great leader?!" A thin man growled.
"T-Then what do you want me to do?!" Sayaka tried to shout back but her attempt wasn't going too well.
"I want you three to be my girls for the day." The big-sized man who claimed as the leader grabbed hold of Madoka's wrist while his other hand held onto Sayaka's arm. The thin man snatched Hitomi's arm as the three started struggling.
"Let go of me you pervert!" Sayaka yelled.
"Get away!" Hitomi yelped.
Madoka was about to kick the man's stomach but he was quicker. He pushed Madoka onto the floor, grazing her hand and was about to give a kick when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He turned around in annoyance. "What do you wa-"
A solid punch landed smoothly on his jaw as he literally flew a few feet away before landing on the ground. Sayaka managed to step back but when she was about to trip, her head landed on something... soft...
Sayaka glanced up, in slight embarrassment.
"Yo, it must be comfy down there." Kyoko gave a smirk.
"Homura-chan!" Madoka gasped as the leader struggled to stand up. As he got back to his feet, he gave a snarl and started charging towards Homura but she was even faster than all of them. She grabbed his arm, twist it and lifted him up from the floor. In a second, he ended up not just a huge bruise on his cheeks but also a sore back too.
The thin man let go of Hitomi and was about to run but Kyoko managed to kick one of the shopping bag infront of the m,an and tripped him, having him landed flat on his face. Apparently, he fainted.
Just when they thought it was over, a group of men started running towards them, with fists over their heads. Knowing they were in deep shit, Kyoko and Homura gave a nod and made a dash.
Homura took Madoka from the floor and both started running while Kyoko grabbed hold of Hitomi and Sayaka and sprinted to another direction.
A.N: CAUSE CASHBANKY IS NICE TODAY AND I POURED MYSELF WITH LOVE. OHKAY I THINK THIS CHAPTER SUCKS BUT ALL I WANT IS TO TELL MYSELF TO BE STRON G AND LEAVE THE BURTDEN TO THE LIFE OFG ME OHKAY BYE.