#hitomado

I wish I'd get a love letter.

Hitomi couldn't get her friend's words out of her mind. Sitting in class, her thoughts were a million miles away from Saotome-sensei's usual rants. Had Madoka meant anything by that? No, surely she merely wished to be popular with boys. But even if that was all, maybe Hitomi could help her friend. She carefully tore a piece of paper from her notebook and, calling upon skills honed in calligraphy club, began to write.

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After lunch when Madoka came back to her desk, something was waiting for her. She picked up the folded piece of paper and opened it. Hitomi watched out of the corner of her eye as Madoka blushed. Sayaka soon figured out what Madoka was holding, but Hitomi didn't join in with the teasing. She let her friends' antics play out as usual.

When school was finally over for the day, Hitomi took her leave of the other two. Sayaka was going to visit Kamijou as usual, and Madoka would surely tag along with her. But no. Instead Hitomi found herself walking home alongside Madoka.

"Y'know, Hitomi-chan, you have really pretty handwriting," said Madoka, looking straight ahead.

Hitomi felt herself go pale. "I-is that so, Madoka-san?"

"I remember when you wrote the invitations for your birthday part." Madoka smiled. "Every word was so perfect."

"Thank you." The safe response.

"But I remembered how you wrote my name the most." Now Madoka's gaze darted over to Hitomi for a split second. "And I'd recognize it anywhere."

Hitomi's heart was beating fast. Her hastily-conceived plan was seeming like less of a good idea now.

"So... Thank you, Hitomi-chan." Madoka's cheeks were pink, and she smiled as she looked on ahead. "I'm sure you were just doing it to make me feel better, but thank you."

As the music got slower Madoka began to get the steps better, closing her eyes and just trying to get a feel for the music. "So how long have you felt this way, Hitomi?" She would ask, deciding that while Hitomi was under a spell of telling the truth about this she might as well learn a thing or two. 

Hitomi wouldn't answer for a little bit, enjoying herself too much, but eventually words would break the silence. "I'm not sure, really. You're just so kind and cute, it's been building up over time. You have no idea how hard it's been to hide it." 

The witch's kiss was on Hitomi's neck, and now that she was closer Madoka could see it up closer. At first she would just look at it to see it's shape, she'd seen other victims but enjoying the intricate witch kisses was a guilty pleasure of hers. 

This witch kiss lacked intricacy though, she'd seen those with the same witch kiss from earlier attempts to subdue the witch. This 'witch kiss' had been drawn on with marker, it seemed Hitomi had been watching them at work and had a good enough memory to almost draw it. 

"Uhm... Hitomi, this-" Madoka would think of what to say carefully, Hitomi had lied to her but she'd probably used this situation since she was too vulnerable to just ask Madoka out. Hitomi was tense because she was worried her plan had been figured out, but Madoka would just smile cheerfully. 

"So you're a photographer now?" Hitomi would ask, and Madoka would nod eagerly. Hitomi was happy to see her picking up a hobby, she knew how Madoka felt like she never did anything so this was a step in the right direction. She would pose for the next few shots, smiling and making a peace sign with her fingers for one and striking a dramatic and somber looking pose for another. 

Madoka would show Hitomi the shots soon afterward, but Hitomi couldn't help but notice the camera had plenty of photos in it's memory. She thought Madoka had taken an interest in her, but she could easily get lost and forgotten when put in with so many other photos like this. 

Jealousy would well up inside of her, and she would turn away from Madoka with a stern expression. "You need my consent to keep those photos, delete them." Madoka's spirits would sink like a stone but she would comply, each deleted picture causing the camera to make a depressing beeping noise.

Hitomi regretted her behavior right away, and she would quickly catch up with Madoka as she started to walk away. "I-it's not you, I promise. It's just I wanted photos that were less silly. I want you to pull out all the stops and get really nice ones, okay?" 

Madoka would perk right back up, excited at the chance to test her skills. She would drag Hitomi by the hand and look around for a clearer place on school grounds. "Now I need you to look at me. Good. Now what would I have to do to get you to give me a really happy smile?"

Hitomi would think about it for a bit. "Take me to dinner?" She only meant it because she was hungry, but Madoka would take it to mean she wanted a date and would blush a little and suddenly hide behind her camera. "W-we'll see." She would stutter, and this cute reaction of hers would make Hitomi smile in a way that was perfect for the photo.