(AN: For anyone who read last chapter in the first 12 hours of it being published, please go back and read it again. I didn't put the last part of the chapter up, so if you read this first, you might be a little confused and annoyed that I left the meeting out. Thanks! )

Chapter 10

Sayaka puts her bag down on the desk before sitting down. Homura looks up from the book that she's reading to smile a greeting.

"Good morning," she says quietly. They're both a bit early for class. Homura looks as composed as normal, and she must have gotten up early this morning, because she's wearing her contacts.

"No glasses today?" Sayaka asks, hiding a yawn behind her hand. If Homura had gotten a decent amount of sleep, then Sayaka certainly had not. It had something to do with the fact that Kyouko had stayed far longer than either of them had planned for, and Sayaka had gotten home after one.

"You know I prefer the contacts."

"You might be okay with glasses if you had any other pair. Vibrant red was in fashion about five years ago." She misses the different reds, twirling and flying on the dance floor. The deep scarlet, or the light bubble gum red mixed with angry reds and bloody reds.

Homura shrugs a little. "I like those ones."

"But not enough to wear them."

The look she gets from Homura is enough for her to drop the topic. "What did you do last night when you got home?"

Homura turns a page in her book, her dark eyes flitting down to it for a second. "I went straight to bed. I think Madoka was researching something though. It probably had to do with one of your weird excursions. A warning, be prepared to fish in the next few weeks."

Sayaka groans, leaning her head down to rest on the pile of books she had gotten out of her bag. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear when it falls into her face, but it just flops out again. She stares at it mournfully. She really needs to grow her hair out.

Homura is watching her. "So what did you do when we left last night?"

Sayaka ducks her head, hiding it from Homura's questions. She doesn't want to tell the other girl how she and Kyouko had talked for hours, and how the other girl had kissed her breathless when it was time to go.

"Well?"

"We talked for a while, and then she left. I went home and crashed."

Homura looks slightly sceptical, but lets it drop. She had been more protective than Madoka last night. She always had been, and she didn't have Madoka's knowledge of Kyouko to already have the first impression down. While the pink haired girl had been more welcoming, Homura had reserved judgement.

"So what do you think of her?"

It's Homura's turn to look away, focusing for a second on where some other people in their class are having an argument.

"I think she is interesting to be around. She's like you, cocky and vibrant. And I can tell that she's stubborn. She stuck out the interview without complaints. When you fight, it's going to be a massive blow up, because neither of you will back down. You're too stubborn, and too proud to admit you were wrong."

"Hey!" Sayaka gasps. "You don't know that! And we might not fight."

Homura lifts an eyebrow. "Everyone fights with each other Sayaka. The key to holding onto relationships, platonic or romantic, is knowing how to get through them. Trust me. I see it everywhere."

Sayaka bites the inside of her cheek for a second. "But you can't know."

Homura smiles slightly for half a second. "It'll happen. You just need to know how to get through it when it does."

And on that ominous note, their professor walks in. The words echo through Sayaka the whole lecture, making her palms clammy and her stomach knot.

/\/\/\/\

There's a knock on her door.

Sayaka groans, rolling over in her bed to squint at the time. It's eight o'clock. On a Saturday. Her day off. Her first day off in like, three months. Who would be stupid enough to knock on her door before eight on her first day off in forever?

If it is Madoka trying to convince her to go fishing, she thinks she might just punch her and go back to bed.

She drags herself out of bed when they keep knocking. She doesn't even bother looking through her door, instead opening it, scowling at whoever is on the other side.

Kyouko offers her a crooked grin. "Don't you look like hell," she says, breezing past Sayaka and into her apartment. Sayaka closes the door behind her, but most of her ire is gone, replaced with the warm buzzing in her stomach that she gets whenever Kyouko is in her vicinity.

"What are you doing here?" She grumbles. "It's too early."

"Grab some coffee and get dressed. We're going out."

"Where?" Sayaka questions, sleepiness fading with every minute that she spent out of bed.

"Somewhere you'll like," Kyouko says. She pulls two tickets out of her bag, waving them in Sayaka's face. Their moving too fast for her to read the text on them, but she recognises the colours of the ticket.

"Kyouko!" She screeches. "Where did you get those?"

Kyouko smiles at her. "One of my customers didn't have cash, but they did have these. They were loath to part with them, but I threatened to call the cops if he didn't pay me, and he gave me these instead."

The tickets are to go to the fair that's nearby, that's popped up for a week. They only had limited tickets, and those that were available were ridiculously pricey.

Sayaka blinks. "Let me get dressed," she says, before turning and near running back into her room.

There's no way she's going to miss even a second of this.

/\/\/\/\

The guy who lets people into the fair takes their tickets and gives them back the stubs, telling them to have a nice day. They got there before everyone had been allowed to enter, and they had waited in the line for the place to open, exchanging news and kissing briefly when they thought that not too many people were looking.

Twenty minutes after ten, they're entering through the front gates. Sayaka grins at everything that's there, and Kyouko is smiling as well, not something that Sayaka usually sees. It makes everything brighter, and better, and she knows she's going to be remembering this for a long time.

"Do you have anything in mind as to what you actually want to do here?" She asks the red head, who shrugs.

"I just remember that you were groaning about how the tickets here cost too much and how you'd really like to go. I don't even know really what's here. I'm just here because you are."

Sayaka grins widely at the other girl, who looks away for a second. "Awesome. Let's just walk then, and if anything catches our eye, then we'll go have a look at it."

"Sounds like a good plan."

It's a big place, and Sayaka doubts they're going to get a good look at everything here in one day. There are live shows and stalls selling everything from fresh lemonade to someone who would make a lego portrait of anything you asked for.

They grab a stick of fairy floss, and eat it, giggling at a show of a magician pulling things from live air. There's a haunted house, but Kyouko doesn't want to go inside.

"These places always have witches," Kyouko defends herself. "I've never liked witches."

Sayaka shrugs it off as unimportant, and they keep looking around. There's a place that sells large rugs, and Sayaka spends her time looking over some of the designs while Kyouko looks next door at a place that has about half a million different tee shirts. Neither of them buys anything, but they both come out smiling.

There's a place where you can pet lambs and chickens and guinea pigs for a fee, and both of them enter, even though they're the oldest customers there. There are parents who are watching their kids, but they don't curl up with a rabbit on their lap while their girlfriend chases down a chicken. Sayaka laughs at Kyouko's efforts, which eventually do yield an animal. She comes back with a lamb, which sits quietly on her lap and eats the feed that they give you when you go in.

They leave there after the manager kicks them out, and they buy some of the lemonade, which is worth the money they spend. Kyouko laughs when Sayaka gets a brain freeze from eating the ice that comes in the drink, and they have lunch outside one of those pop up cafés, Kyouko getting a wrap and Sayaka eating a salad.

After lunch they go to some of the shows, and both like the bird show, but agree that the cow and goat show was something they should have missed. The dog show is better than the bird show, with Kyouko laughing at one of the dogs. The dog disobeyed its handler and had jumped on Sayaka, licking her face and leaving it a slobbery mess. Kyouko had laughed so hard that she had fallen off her chair, which had helped Sayaka forgive her for not helping get the dog off her.

They split a plate of sushi for dinner, and eat an ice-cream cone each as they stake out the best position to watch the fireworks display. They talk for an hour while the sun sets and the grass around them fills with people. The night gets colder, and they shiver together, pressing up against each other for warmth.

The fireworks are amazing, their vibrant green and gold and purple and red and blue sparks arcing across the sky, making the crowd 'ooh' and 'ahh' at the appropriate moments. Sayaka smiles at Kyouko, and kisses her as the bang of a firework goes off over their heads. Kyouko is happy to oblige her, and they miss the finale, too wrapped up in each other to notice it.

The train ride home is full of people from the show, so even though it's fairly late, Sayaka doesn't have to worry about anything going wrong to ruin such a great day. She's content to hold Kyouko's hand and snuggle up against her on the train.

Kyouko comes back to her place, and Sayaka makes coffee for both of them. Kyouko tells her that she has a class in the morning, so Sayaka tells her she should head off before it gets too late. Kyouko nods, and finishes her coffee.

Sayaka doesn't head out to her car with her, instead preferring to stay inside in the warm. Kyouko kisses her goodbye, angling her head so she can deepen the kiss. By the time it's over, Sayaka is tempted to tell her to stay the night over.

Kyouko is looking like she might ask to stay, but then she shakes her head slightly.

"I'll see you round," she says, and Sayaka nods.

"Yeah. Have a safe drive home."

"Thanks," Kyouko says, smiling. "Sleep well."

Sayaka watches her retreating back and resists the urge to run after her and get another kiss. Instead she closes the door and locks it, before resting her head against the closed door. She can still taste Kyouko on her lips.

"I am so gone on her," Sayaka mutters to herself. And then she smiles. "And I wouldn't have it any other way."

She gets ready to go to bed with a smile on her face and a spring in her step.