A warm ray of sunlight hit the sleepy girl, it was finally morning. Smiling to herself, the girl leaped out of bed and dashed to get dress. Usually, all mornings were slow paced, but this time she had something worth the excitement; she had made a new friend. Putting on her school uniform, Madoka made her way to the bathroom where her mother was finishing her make-up preparations.

"You're up early mom, got an important meeting?"

"Actually I'm getting promoted, baldy finally retired; so, they offered me the spot!"

The daughter could only smile, her mother could be rather childish at times, but when the moment required seriousness, Kaname Junko was the person for the job.

"Hm? Madoka, you look rather cheery today. Something happened at school yesterday?"

"Well, a lot of things happened yesterday. But the most important thing is that I made a new friend!"

She practically squealed at the last part, now her mother's curiosity sank in. "Wow that must be some friend you made. Or is it a boyfriend you've gotten?" With her cheeks suddenly becoming very hot, Madoka could only cover her face and look away.

"Mom! It's nothing like that! I can very well assure you it's a girl, alright."

Junko could only laugh at her daughter's tone, she knew her daughter too well. She knew it was no ordinary friend for Madoka, but she had no time to chat; she was already running late.

"Oh well, whatever you say dear. I got to run, I'm running late. See you after work!"

They gave each other a high five, and the mother ran for the door. "Phew, glad that subject was dropped." The pinkette finished getting ready, and headed straight for the kitchen where her father was. "Good morning Madoka, breakfast is ready."

"Thanks dad, good morning Tatsuya." "Morning sis! Morning!" Madoka could only smile, her little brother sure was a cutie. Finishing the last bite of her breakfast, Madoka waved goodbye and left for school.

"Okay, where was it Homura-chan said her house was?"

Glancing every minute at her phone, Madoka followed the directions to Homura's home very carefully.

"Ah, here it is! Wow, that's one huge apartment!" Taking a slightly deep breath, the girl rang the doorbell twice. "I'm coming." Faint steps could be heard, each step growing closer and closer to the front door. The door opened to reveal the transfer student before Madoka's eyes.

"Good morning Homura-chan!"

"Um, good morning Madoka. You came; I thought you weren't serious about walking to school together."

Clasping both of Homura's hands, Madoka smiled, "We're friends remember? And friends do friends stuff, like walking to school together!"

The taller girl could only laugh at Madoka's definition of friends, "Doing friends stuff, huh?" Her laughter caused the pinkette to blush, "Oh come on, don't laugh at me!" Both of them were already enjoying each other's company, it was something that just came natural to them.

"Well, we better get going if we don't want to be late," Madoka stated.

"Yeah, okay. Uh, Madoka? Can you let go of my hands now? I need to lock the door."

Madoka could only stare down at both their hands; they were both still clinging to Homura's. "Oh right! Heh, sorry."

"It's alright." Homura turned to close the door behind her, making sure to lock it. "What about your parents, Homura-chan? You're not going to kiss them good-bye?" Her gaze turning stoic, Homura began,

"I've been living on my own since I was six. Both of my parents are working overseas, and they couldn't care less what happens to me."

A sudden gasp escaped the pinkette's lips, she bowed apologetically.

"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to bring up a painful memory."

"Don't worry, Madoka; I'm use to this." The small girl refused to believe, "No! Don't get use to it, Homura-chan." She instinctively embraced the stoic girl, causing her muscles to stiffen at the sudden intimate contact. "You deserve to be kissed off good-bye just like everyone else. You deserve loving parents, you don't deserve loneliness. No one does!"

Perplexed by the sudden emotional scene, Homura could only hug her friend so awkwardly; it's not her fault she didn't know how to react to these situations. She had been isolated from physical contact for a long time, but she tried her best to return Madoka's warm feelings.

"Thank you Madoka, you're very kind. Shall we proceed to school now?" "No, not until we do this right."

Puzzlement covered Homura's face, "Doing what right?" Stealing the house keys from her grasp, Madoka began unlocking the door again.

"Homura-chan, get back in there. And come out again."

"Huh?"

Before she could ask why, the girl was pushed inside the house; the door closed behind her. Opening the door again, the girl stepped outside; confusion still written all over her face.

"Madoka, why did you-," she didn't have time to finish because a pair of lips embraced her cheek. Pulling away, the pinkette blushed, "Good morning, Homura-chan."

Poor Homura was beyond confused, and was blushing madly. "Mado- Madoka, why did you do that?"

"Well, I thought that, maybe… if I kissed you, you'd feel happier. You know, since your parents never kissed you off like mine do."

Looking up at the taller girl, still blushing, she timidly asked, "Is it okay, with you? Do you mind if I do it from now on?" So many feels were pumping in Akemi-san's chest, "You, you don't have to Madoka. But, I will say this; it… it felt very nice and warm."

Her face beaming much brighter, Madoka could only hug Homura for the third time today.

"Yay, Homura-chan!" "Madoka. We'll be… late for sure now," Homura could barely breathe due to the pinkette's tight embrace.

"Oh, right! I totally forgot about school. Let's go!" With thirty minutes remaining till school started, the girls ran for the school campus as fast as they could. Passing familiar students with the same uniform, the girls started slowing down. They were already close, and they had twenty minutes to spare; so, they started pacing slowly.

"Um Homura, about yesterday?"

"Hm, what about it Madoka?"

Biting her lower lip, the girl asked, "Do you mind, you know, telling me about all that?" The question brought both girls to a halt, glancing around, Homura began, "Can it wait until lunch break, Madoka? There are too many people around us right now. But I'll explain everything to you when we're both alone, alright?" The girl nodded, she understood perfectly why.

It'd be pretty bad if Homura's secret was exposed, she'd probably have too many admirers. This caused a small scowl to appear in Madoka's face.

Oh no, what is this? Jealousy? No way. Why would I be, it's not like she's my girlfriend. She could be with whoever she wants. I mean, she's beautiful, athletic, popular, cool, mysterious, strong, heroic, magical, and beau-

"Madoka, are you coming?"

Snapping from her internal fangirling, Madoka followed Homura, "Yeah, sorry. Just thinking, eheh."

A small smile tugging at her face, the dark-haired girl continued walking with her friend. "You really tend to space out a lot, huh?" "Just got an active imagination, that's all." The school bell rang, it was time to head to class now; every student was making their way to class.

Every student except one, it was a tall young ninth grader, she had long beautiful golden curls, and an exceptionally good looking figure. She smiled to herself, eyeing both Madoka and Homura from a safe distance.

"So, that's Akemi Homura, hm? She's quite beautiful. I guess it's time to make my move on her then."

A/N: I apologize for not updating it! I just couldn't get my thoughts right, but hey, it's here. Please don't kill me! And lookie here, Mami is that you? Not a very good cliff-hanger, but whatever. What does she mean by "make my move" you ask, I don't know. Maybe Madoka's got some competition, maybe not. Should I make Madoka and Mami rivals? It could work, I guess. Bye-bye, see you soon guys! ^_^