Drawn together, by a red string

[heartovertime]

Characters: Homura Akemi heartovertime, Madoka Kaname fatedmagia
Date: During the Queen's Party (July 15th)
Summary: With a little help from some magical juice, Homura & Madoka share their feelings. Continued here from their thread in the party log due to technical problems
Warnings: Possible Madoka Magica spoilers

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[fatedmagia]

[ It feels like a dream -- the fact that someone, on this night--in this beautiful place--could say something like that to her. Her throat feels dry--and for a moment, she can't talk. Her hands must be shaking, at least a little. Slowly, tearfully, she nods.

She can't help but feel a bit guilty. The other Homura.... She's still waiting for her. She still needs to save her, and everything.

She's always felt a strong connection--something pulling her towards Homura. Even when the others didn't want to trust her, Madoka always felt like they should-- always wanted to get to know her more. Even when she seemed like their enemy...

She pulls away for a second, only to hug her in a gentle, yet firm embrace. ] ... Homura-chan...-- [ She swallows. ] I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. Even though you always were fighting so hard for me back when I remember meeting you-- sometimes I kept you at a distance. But, all that time... I thought that you were really cool, and strong, and I always wanted to know more about you. And now that I know

[heartovertime]

[This all has become surreal so quickly, out of the scope of Homura's life thus far, but Homura hugs the girl back, forcing the reality of Madoka here through her mind. Somehow...this is all real.

Seeing those tears, though, when Madoka pulled away briefly... Madoka had memories that she could never know of the future her, much like she had memories of the Madoka she had met in the past. Maybe those different experiences had the potential to divide them, to keep them divided, but somehow they had grown together in the time here, didn't they?

It's easy enough to dismiss the feelings she might have had in the future, and maybe she would feel differently if she were that Homura that Madoka first met...but she's here now. What matters is right here...and whatever future they might be able to make in this place.

She gently pulls back herself, to be able to see Madoka's face, her hands resting on either of Madoka's shoulders.]Madoka...why are you crying? When you first met me, didn't I keep you distant too? It's okay. There's nothing you

[fatedmagia]

[ Madoka quickly wipes her tears away, offering a small smile. ] ... It's... I'm not crying because I'm sad, Homura-chan--

I'm crying because I'm... really happy.

[heartovertime]

[Homura's face registers a brief flicker of surprise before returning to a warm smile. Her arms relax, slipping down from Madoka's shoulders.] I see... I see.

This all just feels like some sort of dream... I....I never imagined you would ever like me as more than a friend, Madoka. I don't even know how I managed to tell you that, myself...

But I'm really happy too... truly happy.

[fatedmagia]

[ Madoka moves to embrace her once more. ] Homura-chan... Homura-chan-- [ In that moment, she just wanted to say her name, really-- ] I never really thought that anyone could like me like that, but... I'm really glad it was you. I'm very happy that you were able to tell me.

[heartovertime]

Madoka.... [Homura holds the girl back as closely as she can, without making her clasp too tight or uncomfortable. She nestles the side of her head against Madoka's.]

I thought...maybe you'd think it was strange or gross for two girls to...like each other that way... [Even the Queen had admitted that not everyone in the Gardens would necessarily be interested in that manner.]

But now...I think I'm the happiest I've ever been.

[fatedmagia]

[ Madoka's voice lowers a bit--almost to a soft whisper. ] Papa... he always said that-- liking someone... their gender didn't matter. And... I think that's true.

[heartovertime]

That's right, isn't it... [Though she barely knows the man and doubts he would even know her even if somehow men could come here, Homura feels rather grateful at the moment.]

Your parents...they're both really good people aren't they?

[fatedmagia]

... Mmmhm. I love them very much.

[ A pause ] Homura-chan... What are your parents like?

/breaks out headcanon

[heartovertime]

[It's not something that's she's talked about in the past with Madoka, and not without reason: there's not exactly a lot to talk about. There's only so much to say when your parents have been gone so long you cannot even remember their faces without a photograph.

It's not really a painful memory anymore, just a bit lonely and distant. But it was a question that would have to come up sooner or later anyway, and she answers rather calmly; a bit of sadness from years ago cannot erase her happiness at the moment.]

I don't really remember them very well. But I think they were very nice people too. [They were nice, at least in her memories, but so much had been washed away over time...]

[fatedmagia]

... I think so, too. Because... Homura-chan is also very kind.

[heartovertime]

[Homura squeezes Madoka just a little bit more for a few seconds in response, leaning her head against Madoka's happily.] You're too sweet...

[Then, her grip returns to a looser one as shes moves to see Madoka's face again.]

Hey, Madoka...what should we do? [Dozens of thoughts race through her head, grasps for what they could do together, but they are here right now, aren't they?]

[fatedmagia]

[ Her own forehead presses against Homura's for a second before she seperates. ] ... U... Uhm. Do you--

Do you still... want to try to dance?

[heartovertime]

[Well, she did get a little practice in earlier to learn how not to step on feet...and right now, somehow, it sounds like a really nice idea. Maybe they could manage something together.

She looks to Madoka a little shyly but smiles and nods.]

If you would like to, Madoka... I think I would like that. Maybe we can figure it out together.

[fatedmagia]

I think that Sayaka-chan said it would be easier if we watched how the others were doing it.

[heartovertime]

I think she's probably right... I'm sure we can learn.

[Turning to catch her bearings, Homura spots the dance floor - well, area - before returning her gaze to Madoka. She holds out a hand back to Madoka, like she saw someone do in a movie once, ready to guide them there.] Shall we go...?