A/N: PLEASE READ THE OTHER FIC FIRST! the one that's linked in my profile page, otherwise it won't make sense from here. and the reason the chapters are going to be updated here is because i lost my password to the other account, so please read "time to fall in love" first before reading this one! ;v;

It has been only a few weeks now, since Madoka has befriended Homura. Her dark haired friend wasn't only the most popular girl at school, she was much more than that. Homura Akemi was a magical girl. However, this was kept a secret from everyone else except Madoka, who had accidentally found out about it. Mami Tomoe is a magical girl as well, and she's a ninth grader. The two eight graders met the veteran magical girl in a witch barrier when Homura was fighting against the witch, Elsa Maria. Ever since that happened, Mami had taken an interest in the time manipulative girl.

"Fine Mami-san, I'll make sure you lose." Madoka gritted her teeth, determination written all over her face.

"Oh?" A smirk stretched over Mami's face, "I can't wait." she teased.

"Are you ready?" announced the robotic voice from within the arcade game, "Here we go!" Both girls stood in a defensive position, each one keeping their eyes on their own screen. Madoka was really focused and tensed. Mami, however, was smiling the whole time, as if she had some sort of trick under her sleeve.

For some strange reason, there was a whole crowd of teenagers surrounding the two girls. Homura looked around for a second or two, before a red headed girl accidentally bumped up against her.

"Oh, my bad! Sorry there," spoke the red head.

"I-It's alright," Homura reassured.

"3, 2, 1," a biting of a pocky stick rang in Homura's ears, and as she turned, she noticed the red head smirking. "This should be good," she snorted. "Go!" The crowd burst into roars as the two girls started dancing to the patterns presented before them.

"Good, awesome, radical!" Madoka was doing a good job in keeping up with her first patterns. "Perfect, perfect, per-perfect!" Mami, however, was doing a much better job as she was perfecting each score of hers.

"Pinkie's gonna get smashed if things keep going like this heh!"

Glaring at the red head, Homura scoffed, "And what exactly makes you so sure of that, hm?"

"Whoa there, I'm only giving yer girlfriend some constructive criticism, chill okay?" she chuckled.

Annoyed at the red head's cocky attitude, Homura reached for the red head's hoodie in order to grip at her, but her hand was clasped in mid air.

"Sakura Kyoko, nice to meet ya!" she shook the raven's hand firmly.

"Eh?" confused as to why the girl was introducing herself, she simply blurted out her own name in return. "A-Akemi Homura…"

Finally releasing the dark haired girl's hand, Kyoko took out a pocky stick from her box, and placed it in between her teeth. She looked at Homura and extended her hand, "Want some?"

The logo of the box caught Homura's attention though, she titled her head. "Pocky…" she muttered.

"Wha?" Kyoko raised an eyebrow in confusion. Pointing at the box, Homura repeated, "Pocky." The red head examined the box up and down before looking back at Homura. "Yeah… what about it?"

"Is that an element you use in the pocky game?"

As soon as Kyoko heard the mentioning of the pocky game, her face turned a pale pinkish color. "What the- yes it is- but why are-? Are ya asking me to do that with you?!"

Confused as to why Kyoko started stuttering, Homura simply shook her head. "No, I was just asking because after my two friends finish this round, the winner will play this 'pocky game' with me."

Unable to keep a straight face, Kyoko simply bursted into laughter. Some of the crowd paying attention to the dancing girls turned around to shush Kyoko. "Oh man, good luck with that Homura." Kyoko laughed. "Actually no- I've got to see this!"

Still left with an unanswered question, Homura simply sighed and turned her attention back to her two friends. The arcade's music had sped up, and sweat was already trickling down Madoka's face. She was having such a difficult time keeping up.

"I… can't keep up!" she screamed mentally.

Mami was still keeping up with the rhythm, it seemed as if her dancing was magical. The blonde glanced at Madoka, and flashed her a smile. "What's wrong Kaname-san? Can't keep up?" she giggled.

Madoka didn't say anything, she wasn't even paying attention to her steps anymore. The round was almost over, only thirty seconds were left. With no stamina left, the smaller girl ended up tripping on her own feet.

"Ouch!" yelled the crowd in perfect synchronization. "Game over," the voice announced. Both of the girls' scores were shown, Madoka was short by forty points.

Mami was bowing courteously before the cheering crowd. "Thank you, thank you." she waved. Homura approached the two girls, she immediately knelt down in front of Madoka, "Are you alright, Madoka?" she asked, slightly concerned. The girl didn't respond right away, she couldn't find her voice to do so.

"I tried my absolute best," she whispered, "but it wasn't enough." Madoka could feel a knot around her throat. It stung so bad, she couldn't swallow that pain away, it was choking her, and her whole body had begun shaking.

"Madoka..?" Homura didn't know what reaction her friend was having, she was unaware that this was agony that she was feeling.

Mami lightly tugged at Homura's sleeve, still smiling. "Hey Homura, we can play the pocky game now."

Kyoko walked towards the girls, her hood wrapped around her head. Glancing at Mami, she scoffed, "Since when did ya get so good at DDR, Mami-san?" Glancing back at the voice, Mami tilted her head in confusion, "Eh? Do I know-," realizing who it was, Mami gasped, "Sakura-san..?"

Removing her hood, Kyoko nodded, "Yep, it's me alright! And last time I remember, ya sucked at this game." she snorted. Pouting, Mami threw a soft punch at Kyoko, "A lot has changed since the last time we met." she said.

"Cut the crap already, Mami-san. I know ya used magic to win." she telepathically transmitted the message to Mami, "You were always a sore loser, huh?"

Looking away shamefully, Mami played with her curls. "Please keep your mouth sealed for once, Sakura-san." she replied back telepathically.

Unaware of the other two girls conversation, Homura still kept her gaze focused on Madoka. The pink haired girl was still on the floor, and Homura was still kneeling before her. After a few more minutes, Madoka finally lifted her chin up to look at Homura.

"Homura-chan…" she sniffled.

"Yes, Madoka?" the taller girl replied.

Rising wobbly to her feet, the girl simply reached for the raven haired girl's hand. "I want to go home… if that's okay with you." she spoke softly, her voice barely being heard by her friend. "I hope you two are still able to enjoy yourselves." she tried smiling as best as she could, Homura wasn't buying it this time though.

She gently placed her hand on Madoka's left cheek, wiping the tear away. "You're sad… I can't let you go home alone like this. I don't want another witch barrier trapping you again, Madoka." her tone was serious, yet soft at the same time. "Besides, I really like spending time with you." she mumbled. Upon hearing that last sentence, Madoka's misty eyes widened with curiosity, "R-really? Do you really mean that, Homura-chan?" Nodding, the dark haired girl smiled, "Yes, I do. I do mean it."

She took a hold of the smaller girl's hands, gently intertwining her fingers with hers. "C'mon, I'll walk you home." "Kay!" Madoka smiled warmly, her cheerfulness showing again.

"Homura, what about the pocky game?" Mami called. Madoka wanted to keep walking, so she gently tugged at Homura's hand, but the taller girl didn't budge. "Can it wait until tomorrow?" she asked. Mami wanted to do that today, but she sighed, holding back her comment. "Alright," she smiled, "Tomorrow. It's a promise, okay?" she winked at Homura. "Right, a promise." Homura smiled back and then turned her attention back to Madoka who was still slightly tugging at her hand.

"Homura-chan let's leave already."

"Alright alright." she chuckled at how her friend could be impatient sometimes, and her little pouts made her seem so much cuter.

The girls were walking through crowds, it was still somewhat busy during this time of night. Some people were selling sushi, others were performing magic tricks, and some people were even sitting on benches, chatting away with their lovers and friends. Out of the corner of her eye, Madoka noticed a convenience store, and tugged at Homura's arm.

"Homura-chan, let's go get some snacks!" she gleed.

Before Homura could say anything, Madoka had already dragged her inside the small store. "Ah, welcome, welcome!" The little old lady owner greeted the two girls at the entrance, "Hello!" both girls bowed politely and proceeded to the isles. Madoka, still holding onto Homura's hand, led her to the sweets isle.

"If I may ask, what are you planning to purchase, Madoka?" Homura asked, curious as to why all of a sudden Madoka decided to purchase sweets.

"Well… all this talk about pocky made me crave them hehee." she giggled nervously while going through the shelves. "Ahh, strawberry flavor, my favorite!" She went up to the store clerk and made her purchase.

"Thank you so much dear, please do come again." The old lady waved at them.

Walking in the neighborhood at this time of night was very quiet, so it was only a couple of people who were outside. The two girls were walking in silence, the only thing that could be heard were their footsteps echoing on the pavement and the rattling of the plastic bag, Madoka held in between her hands.

"S-so…" Madoka began, "Homura-chan and Mami-san are playing the pocky game tomorrow, huh?"

"Yes, but I still don't know what this pocky game is." Homura replied, "All I know is that it must involve those pocky sticks, obviously."

Before Homura could say anything else, the smaller girl stood in front of her, glancing up at her with her pink eyes. "Would you like me to teach you how it goes..?" she asked, not looking away. Simply nodding, Homura stared back at Madoka, "Yes, with your help I might just end up feeling prepared."

Eagerly opening the box, Madoka ruffled her fingers through the small bag, trying to get a hold of a stick. When her fingers clutched one, she took it out and placed in between her and Homura.

"Okay, so the rules are simple." she smiled. "I bite this end, and you bite that end, and we simply eat at it until… until…" she gulped, her face feeling slightly hot.

Raising an eyebrow, Homura spoke up, "Until what?"

Gulping once again, the pink haired girl smiled sheepishly, her voice shaky, "Until our lips… touch one another."

It took a few seconds for the sentence to process through Homura's brain, when she finally understood, her face ended up showing a tint of pink. "I… I see." she stammered. She took a hold of the end of her piece, trying to hold it steady. Madoka saw how tense her friend had gotten, and as much as she yearned to kiss her, she didn't want to force her friend into something she didn't want to do or made her feel uneasy.

Sighing, she looked away, "You know, Homura-chan, we don't have to do this if you don't want to…. same with Mami-san, you don't have to do that with her if you don't want to."

Homura didn't respond right away, she bit her lip, still staring at Madoka in silence. For some strange reason she wanted to actually try this with Madoka, she wasn't so sure why though. Was it because she trusted her, or was it because something deep down her was feeling something else for the pinkette? She wasn't so sure, but she was about to find out.

"Madoka…" she breathed, "I- I'd like to try it…. if it's okay with you."

Madoka's face turned bright red, "Eh? R-really?! I mean, I do too!" she was stumbling over her own words, feeling nervous at the same time. "Um.. okay, let's get started then." the pinkette replied.

"Okay."

Both girls, each with their part of the pocky stick in their mouth, held onto it lightly, not wanting to snap it in half. They stared at each other for a while, unsure who was supposed to make the first move.

"We'll both goh first." they blurted out at the same time, mispronouncing some syllables due to the pocky in between their teeth.

They each bit slowly onto their own ends, trying to not rush the moment. They were getting closer and closer despite how slowly they were biting. Each stared at the other's lips, carefully waiting for the approach. Unable to hold the urge, Madoka took a big bite of her half and pressed her lips onto Homura's, causing the girl to let out a muffled gasp.

She kissed Homura's lips softly, savoring the strawberry taste Homura still had due to the pocky she was eating. Homura felt dizzy, but in a good way, her eyes closed and she leaned more towards Madoka, gently wrapping her arms around the smaller girl's waist. They got caught in the moment, this was their first kiss for the both of them.

Madoka wanted more kisses from Homura, and so she wrapped her arms around the taller girl's neck, tiptoeing just a little bit, enough to kiss Homura more smoothly. This pocky game wasn't a game anymore, both girls hadn't pulled back. This was bliss, it felt really nice, no, it was wonderful. Neither girl could explain the feeling, but it felt right, it felt so right to the both of them.

Regardless of the good feeling it was giving them, their lungs were starting to scream for air, they needed to break up the kiss already. Madoka gave Homura one last peck before pulling away fully, both of them opening their eyes now. They didn't say anything, no words came out. Both of their faces felt hot, their whole body had heated up, and they were panting slightly.

"Homura-chan…" the girl spoke up, shuffling at her feet.

"Yes?"

"I… I love you."

A/N: she said the "l" word, madoka said the word! okay i'm done, i'm going to sleep now... leave a review, those are always nice to read! enjoy your day/night/afternoon!