Closer

"Hello Homura-chan!"

That sound, that sweet young voice echoed in Homura's ears as she tried to stop herself from looking up but she just couldn't take it. Homura glanced up, watching the bubbly girl skipping towards her. She noticed the bandage on her hand wasn't there anymore.

"Hey." Homura muttered, trying to resist herself from saying anymore. She wanted to continue the conversation badly, like asking how was her hand but she forced herself not to. It's better like this.

Madoka frowned, immediately noticing how weird Homura was acting. SHe wanted to ask, to give her a pat on the shoulder, to smile at her, to give her a comforting hug, but she couldn't do anything. They continued walking down the hallway in silence until they entered their classroom, separating themselves and trudging to their seats.

Because this mission had become a heavy responsibility for her, Homura was forced to go to school just to keep watch on Madoka. She had to do it, to be by her side when she was dreading to meet Madoka for the rest of the day.

I got to stop lying to myself. Homura smirked bitterly, slumping down on her seat and taking out her notes. I want to see her so badly everyday... but I can't continue like this. This mission will end... will end once he is captured...

A month had passed.

The mission still wasn't completed.

Homura wasn't sure if she should be glad that everything wasn't over, or the dangers that Madoka was still facing. She didn't know what to do now. Kyoko's words were still attached to her and she couldn't forget them. But the redhead, she had been back to her usual old self even after all that emotional talk, although it wasn't surprising for Homura either.

Madoka...

She couldn't avoid her, since her mission was to protect her. Being to close to her was too risky too. She always felt herself falling again and again... falling in lov- but no. She couldn't and never will.

Homura thought the only problem was just herself but she never knew Kyoko would be correct, at all. Madoka seemed to have also fallen into this crazy thing called love and it's impossible to go back now.

Madoka called her up when it was nearing the end of lunch break that day. They stood along the corridor, watching as a couple of people walked by. They just stared at each other in silence until Madoka finally mustered all her courage to say what she wanted to say.

"I like you. I really like you!"

'No... please, no...'

""I like you! That first time I met you, I just felt different!" Madoka spat.

'Why...dear Kami...why...?!'

The silence seemed to have answered Madoka's confession and tears started rolling down her porcelain cheeks. She quickly wiped her tears but it kept flowing like tap water. "I thought that maybe you felt special too, that maybe we can at least be together! I-I guess I was just delusional and hopeful for nothing..."

Homura widened her eyes as her lips parted and the first word finally left her mouth.

"No..."

Madoka's heart just shattered into pieces.

"I thought I understand you the best. And we enjoyed the times we've always been together, for the past few months..." Madoka lowered her gaze. "I'm so stupid!" She wailed before running away.

"Wait Madoka!" Homura tripped for the first time of her life and caught her balance when she flailed her arms a little. She watched the girl ran across the corridor and down the stairs.

"You're not stupid... You're not delusional or being hopeful for nothing." Homura whispered. "You are the only one in this world that helped me experience so many things..." Homura took a deep breathe and started running towards the stairs.

You made me smile like the sun, fall outta bed, sing like a fool, dizzy in the head.
Spin like a record and crazy on a Sunday Night...

Homura was literally jumping down the stairs, trying hard to catch up with Madoka who seemed to have run out of the school. She knew it's a taboo to put feelings into mission, not to mention falling for her client. She could have got fired, but she didn't care. Maybe for once, she can enjoy the feeling of going to school like a normal student and falling in love like a normal girl.

You made me dance like a fool, forget how to breathe, shine like a gold, buzz like a bee.
Just the thought of you can drive me wild...

"Madoka!"

Homura ignored the weird stares and glances from some students as she ran past them. Who cares? She's only living with this life once and hell, she's going to live it right.

Ohhhhh~ You make me smile!

"Madoka!" Homura called out at a distance.

The girl didn't stopped her walking. But only after a few steps, she halted on her tracks, her shoulder slumped and both her hands turned into two tiny fists.

'At least she stopped. She's willing to listen'. Homura gave a small smile as she took a step forward, but then she knew something was amiss. Homura frowned and started running towards Madoka when a large presence dashed out from the side of the streets and grabbed hold of Madoka.

Homura gasped and her eyes almost popped out if that was possible. She was about to race forward when the man that appeared held up the gun in his hand and jabbed it right into Madoka's forehead.

"You might want to stop this, young lady." The man smirked.

Madoka's entire body was trembling.

'The man must have pointed the gun at her at the alley when she was just passing by over there to make her stop.' Homura sighed inwardly, trying to regain her composure as quickly as she could. That man... was the man she was hired to finish off.

"Yaya Papaya." Homura spoke, looking at a small ID photo of a bald and nasty man.

"This is the man that have a grudge on the Kaname family for a year and had been wanted by the police ever since he murdered one of the butler eight months ago." The boss then give another file and Homura accepted it in silence.

Homura opened the folder and stared at an ID photo of a pink-haired girl. "Kaname Madoka." Homura said smoothly as if she was already familiar with her for the longest time.

"This is the Kaname's only daughter. Kaname Madoka. Her life have been put into danger since it had been hinted that Yaya Papaya's aim was to kill or at least harm Kaname Madoka. But she refused any police protection and wanted freedom from her father that he couldn't control her anymore."

Homura knew roughly the purpose of the mission already as she nodded. "To be Kaname Madoka's bodyguard and protect her until the criminal have been arrested. Understood that sir."

The boss nodded calmly. "Although I'm not entirely happy with your last mission about displeasing the client and being too over-obsessed with completing the mission, I know you can do this well. This man is dangerous and I know that only you, other than that lazy redhead, could handle him."

Homura smiled in politeness and bowed. "Do not worry, sir. The mission will be a success. 100%"

Homura clicked her tongue. She wasn't expecting this. Out of the 365 days in the year, the wanted man just have to appeared today to kidnap Madoka. Great. Just great.

And she wasn't excatly 100% sure if she can save Madoka and bring the man to justice. She wasn't prepared. Homura was only 43% sure she could do both of what she must do.

Yaya Papaya glanced around, knowing well that there wasn't a single soul down the street. It's still school and working hours and there's no one Homura could turn to help or at least cooperate with her to make this mission a 100% success. She have her phone with her, but there's no way she had the time and chance to call Kyoko over right at the moment. She had no choice but to abide to what the man wanted to do.

"Back off." He bawled.

Homura nodded slowly, and took a few steps back. She looked at Madoka.

She was extremely terrified. She was about to cry. She was...

Homura clutched her fist till her knuckles turned white. She didn't want Madoka to suffer like this. Homura thought that she could apprehend the criminal without him laying a finger on Madoka but she failed due to her carelessness and how she seemed to relax a little when Yaya didn't appeared for so long.

Yaya slowly crossed the empty street, and opened one of the door in the van. He pushed Madoka in and pointed the gun at her, ordering her to sit at the other seat. He then jumped in and took a glance back at Homura before he started to car and drove off.

There wasn't a time to waste. Homura flipped up her short skirt without any hesitation and took our a small gun she kept strapped onto one of her thighs. She knew who she was dealing with and a gun was definitely needed, just like right now.

Homura closed one of her eyes and aimed carefully at one of the tires. She shoot and in a second, the van started driving in a zic-zac motion, giving Homura the chance to catch up with the car as it was starting to slow down.

She smirked when the man got off the car, desperately looking around again. At least Yaya couldn't escape far right now, at least not that fast with a hostage that he couldn't let go.

"Damn you, bitch. How the hell you got the gun?!"

Homura glared, pointing the gun right at the both of them. "It's none of your concern. Though I suggest you to surrender yourself."

"Shut up!"

"H-Homura..." Madoka whimpered, watching Homura with the gun and thousands of thoughts, weird moments and Sayaka's warnings flashed across her mind. Her pink eyes widened, seeming to finally get what was going on... and the truth...

He started dragging Madoka away, and then into an alley. They kept moving, slowly, but Homura was still following closely without battling an eyelid.

When he finally reached the dead end, he let out a loud growl and snapped. "Put the gun down!"

Homura kept silent.

"I said put down the gun!"

Madoka winced, the arm slowly tightening around her neck. It was hard to breathe when she was forced to tiptoe just to be the same height as her kidnapper. She started chocking before staring wearily at Homura.

"D-Don't L-Li-Listen to him... R-Run a-away H-Homura..."

Homura bit her lips and screamed, for the first time so desperate in her life. "Like hell I will Madoka! What do you take me for?! I won't leave you behind!"

"I'll count to three, if you don't put down the gun, I will shoot right through her head." The man yelled through clenched teeth. He jabbed the pistol further into Madoka' temple as she winced again.

Homura closed her eyes and took a deep breathe. She opened them again and give a glare before a smile.

She fired the gun.

Lyrics belonged to Smile - Uncle Kracker

AN: THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY.

OKAY I GOT TO ADMIT I'M LAZY TO WRITE SOME PARTS BUT BECAUSE CASHBANKY'S BEEN UPSET ABOUT A VIDEO OF HER LOVER BEING BETRAYED SHE CRIED AND I DECIDED TO WRITE THIS CHAPTER LIKE AGAIN BY TODAY WOW I REALLY CANT BELIEVE IT I'M UPDATING AGAIN TRUST ME I CAN GO ON HIATUS FOR LIKE 4 MONTHS BUT I'M HERE SO CASHBANKY DUN BE SAD ANYMORE OR YOU'RE DEAD

AND LOL KYOKO AND HER "FRIENDS" THANKS FOR POINTING THAT OUT MY DEAR REVIEWERS I LUB U