It was almost like a mirroring to the night Sayaka discovered Madoka and Mami's relationship.

Homura had been curled up on her couch reading a book she'd been meaning to finish with an empty glass of juice on the coffee table, her glasses replaced with a pair of disposable contacts she'd gotten at the clinic that day. She was planning to surprise and even impress Sayaka with her new look at school tomorrow, and hoped the girl liked it. Like the night before the storm, a loud banging on her door once again pulled her away from her book.

With the book closed and on the couch, Homura made her way to the door curious of who was there at this hour. Glancing into the peephole, she quickly opened the door to let her friend in.

Sayaka had instantly crumpled against Homura, her arms locked around the other's thin frame as she cried. Homura was barley able to get the door shut, and ever grateful she didn't fall under Sayaka's weight. She certainly didn't know what was wrong with her, and stumbled through the house with Sayaka still clinging to her as she made it to the couch.

"What happened?" she asked, rubbing circles into Sayaka's back to try and calm her cries. Her shoulder was getting wet but she didn't care.

There was a struggle to get coherent words out as she choked on her own tears, "W-walking home...saw...K-Kyosuke and Hi...Hitomi... Hi...tomi...she..." she said, her words broken by the cries and only a few were comprehensible, and she clung to Homura even tighter, "S-saw...Backstabber...she k-knew...she knew!"

It took Homura a little bit to piece together what Sayaka said before understanding dawned on her. Though really, Hitomi and Kyosuke together? Surprising, but now that she thought of it with those longing looks between them or how they acted around each other, it made sense. The briefest moment of satisfaction at the news sprung up in her chest only to be smothered as quickly as it came.

Sayaka had just had her heart ripped out and stomped on by two of her friends who were unaware of doing so. It wasn't something she should feel triumphant about.

Why did this keep happening to her though? Had Sayaka done something to piss off whatever omnipotent being in the sky that she was cursed to go through all of this? Everyone she was close to, that she had known for almost her whole life left or betrayed her one way or another. Madoka left her, and now Hitomi betrays her by taking Kyosuke out from under her nose?

It hurt, but Sayaka... she knew in her heart the whole time. Like Homura, she had seen the way her two friends looked at each other, the way they spoke to each other. Whenever Hitomi was mentioned when Sayaka visited the hospital, whenever Kyosuke was mentioned when talking to Hitomi. She had just refused to acknowledged it until it was blatantly thrust into her face. Didn't make it any less painful, knowing only seemed to make it hurt even more.

Did she ever even have a chance at Kyosuke?

"I'm...I'm such an idiot," she hiccuped, at least the crying had subsided enough that she was speaking coherently, "I...I should have k-know better...to think a lame girl like m-me could ever... ever get someone like Kyosuke. I'm f-fucking pathetic."

Sayaka burrowed her head in Homura's neck and continued to cry her heart out as Homura kept tenderly rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her.

"That's not true," her friend murmured, and Sayaka drew her head up to look at her with teary, bloodshot eyes, "You're a wonderful person, you're sweet, kind, and funny too. You'll find someone who loves you, who adores you, and Kamijou-kun wasn't that person."

"But...but Homura...I loved him," Sayaka protested weakly.

Homura just hummed in response, pulling Sayaka against her once more and resuming her comforting touches, "I know...I know..." she whispered, though internally she winced at Sayaka's confession, but she kept going. She would try to soothe Sayaka's aching heart. "We're still young, you have your whole life ahead of you to find someone to fill his place in your heart, a whole life still to find someone you love even more."

In response, Sayaka just buried her face back into Homura's shoulder. There was a small, rational part of her brain telling her that Homura was right. But being right didn't make getting over it easy.

"You can still have him in you're life," Homura continued, brushing some blue locks of hair from Sayaka's wet cheeks, "Just because you can't have him, doesn't mean he has to leave from your life. You two can still be friends, nothing has to change between you."

"That'll just make it hurt more." Everything will change between them.

Maybe it would, certainly it would. Homura knew the pain of having the one you want so close but so far away first hand. But even so, she wouldn't want to throw what she already had with Sayaka away to be rid of the pain. But she couldn't speak for everyone and she knew that. Some would prefer to have the one they love as far from them if they didn't love them back.

"If it does it wont last forever, the pain will fade away," Homura answered softly, they had both been speaking softly as though anything louder than a whisper would bring trouble. "Wouldn't never being able to speak with him, or spend time with him hurt even more?"

Again, she was right, and again, the rational part of Sayaka's mind agreed. She wasn't sure she'd be able to handle being cut off from him completely.

This time, Sayaka even verbally agreed.

"You're right, Homs," she murmured, giving a laugh. Forced and bitter, trying to convince herself over anything else, "There's plenty of fish in the sea and we're only in middle school. Sides... he'd probably be the kind that'd stand up dates once he finds something to replace the violin."

At her answer, Homura let out a relived sigh. It was better than nothing at least, and it meant that she was at least willing to move on, right? There was still one last loose end to tie up, "I'm certain that neither of them would have wanted to hurt you, they care too much for you to have wanted that," she said. Sure, she didn't know Kyosuke as well as Sayaka did, but he had seemed to nice of a boy to want to put Sayaka through a heartbreak. "Maybe all three of you need to clear the air?"

There was a pause, and soon enough Sayaka was nodding her head against Homura in reluctant agreement.

"You're right...you're right... always right," Sayaka mumbled tiredly, the crying, the heartbreak, it had all left her physically drained, "I'll... talk to them tomorrow about this...I'll try to," she wasn't sure if she'd be able to look at them the same way tomorrow. If she'd be able to keep calm about it all, she wasn't known for being able to control her emotions. But Homura would be there for her tomorrow like she always is, ready to hold and comfort Sayaka should she fall apart.

Ready to keep her from doing something stupid that'd make her hurt more.

For the first time that night, Sayaka actually looked at Homura, rubbing away the tears that blurred her vision. She hadn't noticed till now that Homura wasn't wearing her red rimmed glasses and now Sayaka could look at her eyes with nothing blocking them.

Had Homura's eyes always been such a beautiful color?

"Where...where are your glasses?" she asked distractedly, looking around the coffee table for the object and to keep herself from staring, her brain slowly returning to it's normal settings and concern for Homura coming up, "You're eyes must hurt without them."

Homura blinked and shook her head, "Oh, they're in my room, I got contacts."

At the explanation, Sayaka stopped her search and let out an 'oh'. That made sense, of course Homura wouldn't have not been wearing them without a reason. Her cheeks then turned pink as she realized she was still clinging onto Homura and quickly let go to give the girl some space and an silence enveloped the two. Neither sure what to say now that it was all calmed down.

It was after a full minute had passed that Homura spoke up, glancing at the clock as she did so, "Would you like to stay for dinner before going home?" she asked. Though it wouldn't be anything fancy, and likely something instant, the least she could do was make Sayaka dinner and not send her home hungry.

"Actually," Sayaka said in an uncharacteristically small voice, "Can I stay here? For the night?" she looked down at her lap. She'd never spent the night with Homura, and a part of her was expecting her to say no, but it never came. Her friend just gave her a gentle smile and nodded her head.

"You can borrow my clothes, they might not be a great fit, but you'll need something to wear. If you don't have your phone, you can use mine to call home too."

"Do I really have too?" Sayaka asked the next day, looking at Homura as the two approached Hitomi and Kyosuke. She really didn't want to be here, she didn't want to confront either of them, but Homura had made it clear that she needed to talk to them and not let any bad feelings simmer.

Homura glanced at her but didn't slow her pace, "You need to talk to them," she said simply. Sayaka would talk to them and she would act as a mediator in case it got physical, and to offer Sayaka support.

Who knew what could happen if Sayaka didn't sort this out now?

For their part, it seemed the couple were unaware of Sayaka's knowledge of them, and when Homura had called them up earlier that day asking to meet, she didn't give much hints to them either of what this would be about. So they greeted the two with a smile and wave when noticing the approaching friends unaware of the storm about to come.

"Homura-san, Sayaka-san," Hitomi said with a small nod, still smiling, "What was it you needed to see us about?"

At the question, Homura nudged Sayaka forward gently, "Sayaka needs to talk to you too," she explained, and though she would have been fine staying near them, she was soon walking away to sit on a park bench within sight but out of earshot at Sayaka's insistent that this be private.

"Eh? What'd you need?" Kyosuke asked, attention focused on Sayaka and then reeled back in surprise at Sayaka's mixed expression, his own hands reaching towards her in worry, "Are you okay? What happened?"

Sayaka was quiet for a moment, wishing she could have left then and there, but knew she couldn't. She then looked back up at her two oldest friends, and felt the pain and anger rise up again, to fast to react or repress it as a glare came to fix on Hitomi, and she said the first thing that came to mind, "You...You're a traitor, Hitomi!"

"What?" Hitomi asked, stepping back in surprise, alarm clearly on her face. She didn't understand what Sayaka was accusing her of.

"About Kyosuke!" Sayaka snapped, fighting back her rising anger, but she couldn't win against it. A dam had once again broken within her, and all her emotions were flowing out ready to drown Sayaka in them, "You knew, but you...you took him!"

There was a spark of realization and then a draining of color on Hitomi's face in response to Sayaka's words. "You...You know?" she asked in confusion and surprise, "Oh God, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry! I, we wanted to tell you, we really did!"

Though it was Hitomi who said it, it wasn't her voice that Sayaka , she just heard a beloved pink haired girl who had said the exact thing not long ago.

And it made her feel worse.

'I wanted to tell you, I really did!'

'Well, it's great then that I went and found out myself why my so called best friend kept ditching me! Now you can go back to screwing her without a guilty conscious!'

'That's not, Miki-san that's not it-'

'Stay out of this, Tomoe!'

"Then when exactly were you two 'planning' to tell me? Before or after I found you two making out without a single care?" Sayaka demanded, and saw the two of them flinch at hearing of how she learned of their little secret. It felt good seeing them recoil like that.

Kyosuke then wobbled up on his crutches in an attempt to appease her, hoping he wasn't as much a target of anger as Hitomi was, "Sayaka, please I don't understand why you're upset, Shizuki-san and I are dating, why does it bother you so much?" so he truly was so dense to have never once noticed how Sayaka felt about him. How had he ever came to notice Hitomi's feelings then?

"Why I'm upset? Why wouldn't I be when Hitomi knew I liked you!" Sayaka yelled, her anger erasing any internal filter she may had that would have prevented the confession. Really, she didn't care now if he knew or not, it didn't matter anyways, "There, it's out! I've been in love with you for God knows how long, and she knew it! Instead of being a good friend and maybe giving me a chance to confess, she went and got together with you behind my back instead!"

There was a look of surprise and disbelief on Kyosuke's face at her declaration and he turned to Hitomi, as though wanting a confirmation that Sayaka had feelings for him. "You... all this time you've," he began, unsure how to even say it. How was he even supposed to react to this?

Hitomi at least had the decency to look guilty and ashamed as she looked away, unable to meet Sayaka's anger filled gaze. She gave a small nod of confirmation to Kyosuke, who in turn brought his hand up to his head as though still trying to come to terms with it.

Was the idea of Sayaka having feelings for him so terrible that he couldn't even process the thought?

Sayaka felt her shoulders slump in defeat, feeling the energy begin to leave her, "Kyosuke, just...just tell me this," she said, anger gone and her tone just... empty, "Did I ever have a chance? If I had come to you first and confessed, would you have at least considered it?"

His expression answered her question before his words did, "Sayaka, look," he began tentatively, not wanting to spark another bout of anger, "You're one of my best friends, one I've had for the longest I can remember, since we were little kids even."

"But only that, huh."

"I'm sorry, really, I am," Kyosuke said, stepping towards her, "I care a lot about you, Sayaka, I really do, love you even. Just...not in the same way you do. Can we still be friends, please?"

Sayaka was silent for a short while, looking up at his pleading eyes and then at the ground. She never did have a chance with him, at least she knew now that it was never to be, but still... it hurt.

"I can't...it's not going to be the same as before," it'll feel like a knife to the heart every time I see you with Hitomi, "But... Someone told me that... I still have a whole life ahead of me to find someone to replace you in my heart. And it's... it's clear that there wont ever be you and me." As she said that, her mind went back to what Homura had told her the previous night to try and aid her. 'You two can still be friends.' Maybe she was right, no Homura was always right.

There was a relieved look look on Kyosuke's face at them having been able to salvage their friendship. However, it wasn't going to be as easy for Hitomi who still looked caught in guilt, and Sayaka's somber expression turned angry again.

"I still can't believe you did that to me," she hissed.

Hitomi took a frightful step back, "Sayaka-san, I'm sorry, I really am sorry," she pleaded, "I didn't think...I thought you were over him!"

"Over him?" Sayaka almost laughed at her excuse, and took a small step forward towards her before leaning back again. She didn't want to risk turning this physical, even if the notion of punching Hitomi in the face sounded good right now, "What made you think I wasn't in love with him anymore?"

"Because of Homura!"

That made her stop, and Sayaka stared wide eyed in confusion at Hitomi, "Homura?" she asked, glancing over to where the ravenette sat watching, unable to hear the exchange, "What?"

Hitomi was near out of breath, probably the mix of emotions she was having herself, "I...a lot of people actually... we thought you and Homura were you know," her face turned pink and she gestured to the two, "We thought, I thought, you two were dating."

Sayaka's anger was gone, quickly replaced with a stuttering alarm and she did a double take, "What? Us, together? Dating?" she asked, and watched Hitomi nod in confirmation, even Kyosuke had a sheepish look on his face, believing the same thing Hitomi had, "How? Where did you guys get that from?" her face was bright red now at the notion. She'd never actually considered... No! What was she thinking, that idea was just ridiculous!

"Well, you two are always together, you walk home together, go almost everywhere together," Hitomi began slowly, "And if she's not around, you never stop thinking about her, worrying over if she's okay, or talking about something she did."

"T-that's just because of h-her health that I worry!" Sayaka defended herself. She knew she worried about Homura when the girl was not around, but had she done it so often that others began to assume the two were an item? She just wanted to be a good friend and know that Homura was okay! "But even so, how did that make it OK for you to move in on Kyosuke?"

"If you were dating Homura, then there wouldn't have been a problem with me dating Kyosuke, plain and simple!" That made sense, and Sayaka hated having to accept that logic.

Kyosuke looked over at Homura and rubbed his chin, "Well, she is pretty cute..." this remark earned him a light slap on the arm from Hitomi and a pointed glare from Sayaka, "Hey! I'm just saying! If I'd known her during my time at the hospital I'd probably have had a crush on her." Another slap and another glare.

Hitomi, and even Kyosuke went on and on with different things that they'd noticed which led to the misunderstanding about Homura and Sayaka before the bluenette finally sighed, having grown tired of it. Besides, any more and her face would have heat rivaling the suns.

"Look, we're just friends, alright?" Sayaka asked, watching as they nodding in confirmation, "Nothing more, nothing less, friends. God, I hope not a lot of people made the same mistake as you two," she muttered the last part, a hand to her face. The strange turn in their conversation had completely eradicated her anger to the point that she couldn't muster any up at them even if she tried. At least she couldn't bring herself to be too upset with Hitomi knowing her reasons.

Guess she didn't intentionally betray Sayaka and stab her in the back. So she could be forgiven with some reluctance.

"But," Hitomi said, a finger on her chin, "You two are rather cute together." Forgiven with a lot of reluctance if she kept this up.

"Hitomi."

"And I think you would make a good couple."

"Kyosuke!"

Hitomi just giggled at Sayaka's increasingly red face, shaking her head, in response to her playful teasing, "Well, while it's pretty unlikely to happen, it is something to keep in mind I think."

Sayaka responded with a groan, turning around and trudging towards where Homura sat, "Hitomi, we're never getting together. I'm straight, Homura's straight, it's not happening," she grumbled tiredly, shoulders sagged. She was still grateful, however, for the lighter turn. things could have gone a lot worse, but at least this way, they could remain friends.

It hurt, God did it hurt having to accept how things were now, but not as much as she expected it too.

Authors Note: I hope this chapter isn't a let down.

Anyways you probably expected Sayaka to snap or something of the sorts and she didn't, instead the Saya-Hito-Kyo situation ended on a rather OK note and I hope you readers didn't find that lacking.

The reason Sayaka didn't react as badly as she would have was because of Homura basically. Essentially, her attachment to Homura is like a safety net, keeping her from falling into the depression she usually does when this happens. For Sayaka, having someone so weak need her, it sort of feeds into her desire for a fairy tale like heroism, it keeps her more stable then she usually is.

Also, there was a scene I took out from here that I'll probably post on Tumblr or something.