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Classroom 1-C, Dorm 13
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“A-Are you like this everyday?”
That has nothing to do with the problem at hand here, Akemi Homura.
God, that really didn’t sound good at all… But it was true…Madoka really had a lot of trouble falling asleep sometimes, and it was difficult for her to find the right position to sleep…Not to mention her pillow made her neck hurt sometimes…I mean, that was pretty normal, right? Teenagers oftentimes had a hard time sleeping…It was only normal, yes, yes it was.
“Uhm, I’m sorry, Homura-chan, I’ll try not to move a lot…”
“Now that’s settled… How about we go buy something to eat?”
Well, that offer came out of the blue, didn’t it? Especially from someone as cold as Homura…Really out of the blue. Maybe the raven was opening up to her, after all this time?
The rosette merely nodded before finally collecting herself once again.
“Let’s go, Homura-chan.”
Considering how Madoka just made the stoic Akemi Homura smile for the first time in like ever, earlier. It wouldn’t be more than surprising to see the ebony open up to her. Especially the fact that she now could consider her as a true friend… and perhaps what she sought to be more. After all, her life was more than simply dedicated to just protecting the pinkette now.
“We can go to the mall outside of the campus…”
Her voice dropped down to it’s low, and quiet tone, and purple hues fixated itself from the flustered expression, back to it’s usual, unamused stare.
“There’s a mall outside within the shopping district, which Kotone and Osaka showed me once. If you wish to go, then we may…”
Turning to the side, Homura tended to her hair once again, pridefully. With her right hand, gently stroking the back of the raven-like silk features which extended back down to her waist.
Sorry guys, my PC caught a virus, so I’ll be installing a new OS on my hard drive. I won’t be able to get to any replies today, considering how I’m spending the whole day reinstalling and backing everything up.
“H-Homura-chan, you’re acting weird..!”
“Nothing out of the ordinary.”
Homura’s comment didn’t really help at all—her blush deepened. For a second her gaze was somewhere else, as if avoiding something—that something obviously being the sharp glance sent by the ebony towards her…Trying desperately to brush off all those ‘unnecessary things’ from her innocent mind…But for a girl with such a tender age, her imagination was quite vast and creative…
But Madoka regained her composure and nodded, quite determined.
“A-Alright! You’re right, Homura-chan! It’s no big deal!
I move a lot in bed so I hope you won’t mind!”
Ahahah, that didn’t sound good at all.
Her determined eyes somewhat reassured the ebony’s heart’s content. Though…
“I move a lot in bed so I hope you won’t mind!”
Homura took that… in the worst possible way, as many unnecessary thoughts clouded her mind as if the pinkette herself threw a smoke grenade… and continued to throw mow. It felt somewhat intentional, but she knew better that this was Madoka.
Her nose couldn’t help but spurt a pint of blood, as she covered it and quickly turned around, hiding this horribly embarrassing moment. Quickly, she wiped off her nosebleed and turned around, regaining her posture.
“Now that’s settled… How about we go buy something to eat?”
Though usually, Homura wasn’t the type to offer others to go anywhere at all, she only did so, so she can take her mind off this issue… also the fact that being accepted as a friend within Madoka’s heart, helped her feel slightly more comfortable.
That’s basically how it goes, yes. Setsuna’s never really been one for conversation, considering the amount of time she spent being extremely withdrawn. It’s easy to fall back into those types of behavior, too. Sure Konoka wasn’t around to protect from the shadows but it was still a way of acting the raven-haired teen was accustomed to.
Having mentioned that, she’s pretty good at conversing when necessary, but seeing as they were both rather quiet it didn’t seem to be needed. It was still pretty awkward though, just kinda standing there looking at each other. For a moment the other seemed as if she was going to say something, but didn’t.
In essence, it was like both of them had lapsed back into some sort of withdrawn-quiet-self-conscious part of themselves. There really wasn’t anything Setsuna could do to mend the situation anyways. Sure she had moments when she could actually talk but if it was someone she didn’t know all that well…there really wasn’t much hope.
Time continued to go by, as the two stood in silence, with their quiet-self-conscious parts of each other didn’t seem to utter a word. Homura simply threw her hands into her hair, and flipped it over her shoulder once more. But in conclusion, she began to walk past the swordsman and away from her. Her hair muffled past her, riding the currents of air itself past her own shoulder, as if it was a monument of it’s own.
She looked over her shoulder slightly then continued to walk off. the ebony didn’t mean to ignore her, but her eyes did give a message of sorts ‘let’s talk on the roof’ or in an isolated place. After all the two were slightly self conscious and shy when it came to speaking publicly. Perhaps they can converse and know each other more in a place that doesn’t exactly have public’s eyes? Considering the swordsman’s senses, it wouldn’t exactly be a surprise if she was aware of Homura being inhuman as well…
Yeah, yeah, Homura you are a pervert and Madoka knows it.
Madoka didn’t hesitate to retort, visibly annoyed with the whole situation. She didn’t like when people had to sacrifice the things they liked for her…It made her feel like a burden.
“But that doesn’t mean you have to give up on your comfort for me!” A frown ever so present on her flushed pink skin, though the expression was quickly dropped by the sudden—uhm, perhaps a little too intimate offer. Images filling up her rather…creative mind, a sweet crimson tone adorning her now heated cheeks. Sleeping with Homura-chan…sharing the same bed…
Well, Madoka knew for a fact that she had no other choice but accept it. “W-Well…I mean…if that’s what…what you want then, alright…” It wasn’t that hard to see embarrassment painted all over the rosette’s face, and how hard she was trying to speak properly…
And Madoka likes it a lot, so hussshhh.
“Your cheeks seem to be furious in red.”
The ebony paused and began an attempt to tease the poor girl. She ran her fingers through the fabrics of her hair per usual and continued.
“I hope you are not thinking unnecessary things, Kaname Madoka. We’re only going to share the same bed as if we’re siblings of sort.”
Way do destroy the moment with your cold attitude Homura, good job. Though despite her comment, her cheeks were still slightly red, and she looked a little flustered from the thought. Well, that’s one problem solved? Sleeping in the same bed?
Nom. Osaka eats, smiling happily to have some food finally. Of course, having put that steak and bacon on it makes for a happy Osaka. Nom~
“That’s silly.” Did she catch the serious tone? “The only foolish stuff in life is the stuff that gets yourself and other people hurt. I would rather waste my time doing stuff that makes me and some other people happy than do boring stuff.” That might be why her grades suck in the classes that she hates.
“Though, I do stuff that I don’t wanna when I try to protect people…” Like talking to Edward and Byakuya despite both of them scaring the crap out of her when she met them… “But that’s the only time I think it’s worth it.” with a bit of a nod.
She takes another bite of salad. “You should come on the cruise. I already have a friend that I’m sharing a room with, so I can’t offer. But if you find someone who wants to room with you, then you should go. We could play in the water together.”
It sounds fun. Even if Homura comes off as a grumpy-pants. After all, Kanade seemed pretty cold until she got to know her and found out just how nice she was. That could of course be why she wants the two to meet. “If you’re too shy to ask someone by yourself, I could help.”
Though deep within her own mellowed heart, the ebony had a small fragment of hope that wished to go, but in conclusion, she didn’t… This was mainly because all she wanted to do was simply stick beside the person she wanted to protect. Perhaps if Madoka went to the cruise, then Homura would have tagged along with her?
“If you’re too shy to ask someone by yourself, I could help.”
“Your eyes are sharp, but sadly that’s not the issue this time.”
Her eyes continued to gaze with a serious expression, purple hues focused itself towards the other girl.
“I simply, have no interest in going is all.”
she said, then moved her chopsticks onto her plate, taking a bite out of her tonkatsu meal. After she finished swallowing her food, she gave a gentle and weak smile.
“Though, you have my thanks for offering help.”