This time, Homura's approach to Madoka Kaname's house is... a bit different. She doesn't show up at Madoka's window in henshin this time. She doesn't sneak in like a thief in the night. No. She actually calls ahead, and it's an actual call because she loves the sound of Madoka's voice.
"Madoka-chan... is it okay if I come over? I mean... I know I don't usually ask, but... you know... I'm coming in through the front door this time, so I thought your parents might appreciate the warning. Or... at least your dad would. I don't know if your mom is home."
When she arrives, it's through the front door. She rings the doorbell and waits, respectfully. She's wearing a soft cotton black tube top dress, the faint hint of black hose leading into black shoes, and a purple ribbon tied into a thin, loose bow in her hair. Nothing too fancy, but enough to be pretty and cuddly.
It's... also incredibly well preserved for something she must have been walking around in for a while. No one saw her jumping across the city in henshin in order to preserve the exactly perfect state of her dress.
When Homura's invited in, she smiles and greets Madoka's family respectfully. Tomohisa and Junko get formal greetings. Tatsuya gets a pat on the head. Madoka, of course, gets a hug.
If asked, Homura makes it pretty clear that she simply missed Madoka and wanted to see her. She doesn't hide the fact that she was hoping to cuddle a bit. For brevity she leaves out the details of what happened at Mamoru's place unless asked further.
Then, finally, Homura is luring Madoka up into her room, with promises of cuddles and other small sweet things. "Madoka-chan, my love. I really wanted to see you. I can't tell you how badly I want you in my arms right now."
There's a bright sparkle in her purple eyes, and when they're finally alone in Madoka's room, Homura closes the door and throws her arms against Madoka, holding her tight and squeezing.
"Oh I love you so much. I'm sorry. There were so many couples at Mamoru's place and even though I tried so hard to be good I just couldn't stop myself from thinking about you and how nice it would be to cuddle you. You really are so sweet to me, you know? You give me so much." She giggles, a little bit. "Like I told Zoisite... I set out to spoil you, but I think you've spoiled me instead!"
Madoka was finishing up homework and waiting for dinner when Homura called. When the phone rang she set down the book she was reading and snatched it up right away. A quick call downstairs to her father later she replies, "Yes, you can! We're going to be having dinner in fifteen minutes if you can make it in time, and there should be enough for you if you're hungry. Mama is here."
Naturally she's waiting for Homura by the time the doorbell rings, wearing a light pink dress with short arms, a ruffly front shoulders and a layered skirt, along with a pair of white stockings that look too neat to have not been at least straightened out recently. Her hair is up in twintails, red ribbons holding them securely.
Homura is given a very warm hug in greeting and Madoka leads her further into the house hand in hand, telling her she looks beautiful in the dress and meaning it. Tomohisa and Junko welcome Homura with more casual warmth than they do formality, at Tatsuya is even more playful still, reaching after Homura's arm and trying to catch her attention when his head is patted.
Missing people is a plenty good enough reason to visit, and soon a simple if yummy dinner of roasted chicken and fresh early autumn vegetables is shared. Madoka eats plenty but she is also in a bit of a rush to head upstairs, which she's luckily allowed to do as soon as the meal is over.
It isn't hard to lure her, the promise of cuddles all it takes to get her following eagerly after Homura with an eager expression. "I'm really happy to see you too, Homura-chan." She isn't sure exactly why Homura wants her so badly right now, but she's quietly thankful for whatever it was. As soon as the door to her room is closed she's wrapped up in Homura's arms and her own slide around Homura, rubbing her back for a moment before squeezing tight while leaning and pressing against her.
For several moments she stands there with her eyes closed, doing nothing more than enjoying being held and embraced. A small shake of her head is made, and her voice betrays the enjoyment of being held so closely as she breathes out, "Don't be..." She leans her head against Homura, nuzzling into her so that one of her pigtails squishes fluffily and rubs against the side of Homura's head. "I'm sorry you had to be around cute couples without having me to cuddle. I'll make it up to you now by cuddling with you as long as you want, okay? Even if that's all night."
She opens her eyes and smiles, lightening her own tight squeeze at Homura's giggle. "No, you've definitely spoiled me. I love you so much and you let me love you and cuddle you as much as I need. If I spoiled you too that just means you're getting as much of my love as you deserve."
She squeezes Homura tightly again as a prelude to pulling away, though only just enough to look into those beautiful sparkling purple eyes with the soft, happy pink of her own before pressing a soft, light kiss to her lips, letting out a happy, "Mmmm," of a sigh though her nose, relaxing in a way that Homura can feel at first contact.
"I'm glad you like it, Madoka-chan," says Homura. "I got dressed like this specifically to see you." She actually was not wearing this at Mamoru's house. She got changed at some point. That may have given Madoka's parents a bit more time to be ready for her arrival.
Madoka's embrace is like a drink of cool water after a day of blistering heat. Or maybe it's like a warm cup of hot chocolate in the middle of the dead of Winter. Either way, it's something that Homura needed so, so badly and now she has it. Her arms get just a little bit tighter as she thinks about that. Oh god did she need this.
"I don't mind being around them. I'm happy for them, really! They're my friends. They should be happy. I just... I just couldn't help but think about the happiness that I have. I think the breaking point for me was when I talked to Mako-chan about romantic ice skating spots and then I thought... of... you know, the night we got together. The Last Chance Dance."
A breathy sigh escapes her lips, and she closes her eyes as she nuzzles against Madoka's cheek and her fluffy pigtail. "Cuddling all night sounds nice. If I'm going to stay for breakfast, maybe we can walk to school together, too? I know I'm really clingy and needy sometimes, but you never tell me no, and I'd really like to."
One hand rises to cradle the back of Madoka's head, petting her pink hair softly. Homura inhales deeply, catching Madoka's scent. "Then we're both good to each other. I wouldn't have it any other way. All the love I have belongs to you, and I'll gladly take all that you want to give me."
Her eyes open again as Madoka pulls away, and a kiss is pressed against Homura's lips. She presses back, lips curling into a smile as she feels and hears Madoka's sigh. Exactly what Homura wanted. The hand cradling Madoka's head brushes down her neck and to her back, where Homura rubs her gently.
Homura doesn't pull away from the kiss, but she does turn herself around, her back pointing towards Madoka's bed.
Then Homura starts to step back, trying to draw Madoka along with her. Standing cuddles are fun, but it'd be nicer if she could just relax.
"You dressed up for me?" Madoka asks in a sweet tone, a faint blush showing on her cheeks. "You must know me very well, to dress up in ways I like so often." Homura always looks beautiful, but there have been many times recently Madoka thought she looks extra nice. She's going to have to put a little more effort into looking good herself, she decides, even if Homura usually tells her she's cute. The stockings seemed to have been a good idea!
Once they're together and she's being held in Homura's arms it feels to Madoka as if her missing piece has arrived and slipped into place. In a way it's true, because Homura most certainly is her other half. Maybe it was Homura who rushed over to see her, but once she saw her girlfriend Madoka realized how badly she wanted to cuddle. Now that they're embracing she realized even that was an underestimation.
Homura mentions ice skating, and then the Last Chance Dance, and Madoka's cheeks warm to a steady pink blush, "That was so wonderful, skating and dancing with you, and spending the whole night with you snuggled up in the snow." She lets out a wistful sigh, because it's one of her favorite memories and she can't help but feel nostalgic when it's mentioned.
She turns her head, pressing her cheek more fully against Homura's as they nuzzle together. "I'd like that," Madoka replies to the idea of walking to school together. She then lets out a soft giggle, shuffling coyly on her feet for a moment before replying, "I don't mind; I like it when you're clingy and needy. It feels so good when you cling to me, and I like feeling needed by you." Another brief pause and she adds, "I never tell you no because I need you just as much, Homura-chan."
Madoka smells of her favorite perfume as Homura smells her, but of the deeper musky, earthy scent with just a hint of rich floral tones. For Homura it might smell less like the beginning of a date, and more like the end of one after they've worn themselves out dancing together. She lets out a quiet, achingly happy sigh as Homura's hand cradles the back of her head and pets her hair, "Good, because I have so much love to give, and so many cuddles stored up in me that I need to get out."
The return of the kiss sends a light shiver through Madoka, her lips retreating for the briefest of moments before pressing forward anew. Homura's hand rubbing on her back causes Madoka to press into her, squeezing Homura tightly as she starts to step backwards, following her towards the bed. Another, even tighter squeeze of her arms is given, and then Madoka rubs lightly over Homura's dress, feeling her back through the material of the tubetop beneath her hair and tracing her fingers across the edge where cloth gives way to shoulderblades. Her hand tilts back, fingers pushing into Homura's hair before her hand is drawn back, comb her fingers through the long, silky black locks in a slow, languid flipping motion, only to pet over the back of Homura's head before cradling it like her own was moments before. All the while the soft sound of kissing can be heard, Madoka's lips tenderly pressing to Homura's over and over, gentle kissy affection given in anticipation of laying down and curling up squeezingly close together.
Homura did dress up just for Madoka! She actually does that a lot, in retrospect. She might do more 'dressing up for Madoka' than she does 'dressing casually'.
As far as Homura's concerned, Madoka already looks super cute as she is, but Homura would still be excited if she could do even better. Especially if it was just for her... Two people wanting to make each other happy, is there anything sweeter than that? Homura isn't sure there is.
Homura feels the same way, that Madoka is her other half, and a lot of times that need is felt physically. There have been plenty of times when Madoka was the one who came over to see Homura, but Homura isn't really used to being reminded so much of her little angel without having said angel in front of her for immediate closeness. Having to go without it, she once again remembers just how badly she needs it.
The warmth of Madoka's cheek is felt, and that warmth is so, so welcome. "Oh my god. That was so romantic. To think that I went in without even a plan beyond telling you how I felt. I can't think of a better start to our wonderful romance. I love swimming with you, but cuddling in the snow has a lot of benefits, too. So does ice skating."
Madoka would like that, too? Homura smiles. Good. "It's good that you have me then, Madoka-chan, because I'd hate to see you go without something you need. I'm yours forever, so you don't ever have to worry about that." She gently pats Madoka's back, before tightening her arm around Madoka for a squeeze.
The black-haired girl softly chuckles at Madoka's words, "I'll take all of your cuddles, too. I always have room for them. Your kisses and snuggles, too! I'll give you mine in return. It's only fair."
Homura slowly, finally, reaches the bed, the back of her leg brushing against Madoka's blanket. The constant kissing continues, and Homura loosens her hug (but doesn't break it) as she sits down on the blanket. Then, she slowly leans back, drawing Madoka on top of her, awaiting the tender closeness of her beloved. As soon as her back is flat and Madoka is on top of her, Homura tightens her hug again. Then, she adjusts her hold, holding Madoka's sides close to support her. Then Homura slides her back across the blanket, bringing the both of them further into the bed and then turning them so that Homura's head is resting against a pillow.
They are just getting started, but everything is already so, so good.
Simpler dresses can always be upgraded to slightly fancier dresses, and she can take the extra time to fluff her hair up extra nice for Homura. Fancy dresses can also mean fancy accessories, though Madoka does find her red hair ribbons in the perfect place on the scale between simple and fancy.
Sometimes when Madoka is away from Homura it isn't so bad because she's busy and whatever she has to do keeps her mind focused. When she's free enough to think and let her mind wander, though, it's hard not to think about how much better any given situation would be with Homura there with her, and doubly so if Homura was cuddling with her. Happy things always seem happier when she's with her beloved, and sad things are that much more bearable.
"I couldn't have asked for a romantic beginning to our relationship. I was so embarrassed and nervous, but that was a part of the fun." She giggles softly at the mention of swimming, and how it has different benefits from snow and ice skating. "There's so many fun things for us to do together. I'm happy we'll have long enough to get to spend time doing them all together."
'Long enough' meaning 'forever', of course.
She makes a happy sound as her back is patted, only to make a higher one as she's squeezed, audibly representing how tightly she's being held and smiling while returning the squeeze to her girlfriend. "I'd be very lonely without you," she agrees, "even if I didn't realize it my life would be much more lonesome without you here to love me and cuddle me."
She then smiles, "It's a deal. I'll trade you all my cuddles, kisses, and snuggles for all of yours. I promise I'll love them very much and keep them happy and safe!" A bright, playful smile, and Madoka presses a happy kiss to Homura's lips, "That little kissy is safe with me now~!"
The kissing is constant, but Madoka tries to keep it from being overwhelming. As much as she enjoys kissing Homura her craving is for cuddles, and she aches and yearns to feel the warmth and softness of her girlfriend against her. Kissing with tongues can be very distracting, so she keeps away from that, at least for now.
When Homura sits on the blanket she'll find Madoka eagerly following, climbing up and straddling her lap, wrapping her arms for a moment around Homura's neck while sitting lightly on her knees. A few more gentle kisses are given and Madoka helps ease herself down as Homura lays back. She lets out another happy sigh as her light weight presses down on Homura, rubbing against her warmly in their cuddle. Her cheeks warm a little more as her sides are held, and she squeezes Homura close, partly just to squeeze her and partly to try and coax a squeeze to her sides out of her as well.
She carefully scoots, shifting with her legs and arms as they turn on top of her blanket. Madoka curls her arms under Homura's back, hands resting in a gentle reverse grip over her shoulders, helping to hold herself up just enough to be able to move more freely. She teases the tip of her nose against Homura's, only to press a tiny kiss to the tip of her nose, her nose brushing through Homura's bangs and giving Eskimo kisses to her forehead before delicately crushing the bangs aside so her lips can press to Homura's forehead, followed by others that move to her cheeks and face.
She lifts herself a tiny bit from Homura so her head has a few more inches of height from which to view Homura from, though not enough to pull more than her shoulders off of her girlfriend. As her soft pink eyes travel Homura's face her blush goes from pink to red, the twintailed girl squirming and wiggling before letting out a squeal, "Ahh, you're so, so pretty!"
It's the wandering mind that gets to Homura, too. When she's focused on her work, whether mundane or magical, she's very focused; but when things slow down Homura's thoughts drift towards the one she loves, and suddenly her mind has something new and something very important to focus on. Thinking on Madoka is like slowly opening a faucet, and once it starts it's not long at all before Homura's feelings are overflowing.
"I was nervous, too. I wasn't sure what would happen. All I knew then was that I really needed to try." Her voice grows softer, more tense, more needy, "I'm so glad I did. I'm so glad you gave me a chance. My life has been so different with you being so close to me."
Another squeeze, and then, "I'm happy, too. I'm happy to be with you, and do so many fun things with you. It means so much to me, to do them with you specifically." Homura giggles, and then kisses Madoka's cheek. "Well, it's a good thing we were made for each other, and that we've found each other. Neither of us has to be lonely, or go without cuddles."
Madoka agrees to the exchange, and Homura's smile a mix of love and amusement. Then she's kissed, and oh! That kiss is safely locked away, to be kept by Madoka forever. "Oh, good! Here's another, for safekeeping~." As promised, another kiss to Madoka's lips. "We have an accord, then. Should we shake-- no, should we kiss on it?"
Madoka gets her coaxed squeeze, because Homura always aims to please~. The feeling of Madoka's weight on her, and Madoka's happy sighs, and the rubbing... everything Madoka does to her is so sweet, and Homura loves every moment of it.
Finally they are in place, and Madoka's hands are on her shoulders, and a chill runs down Homura's spine. Her nose is nuzzled and then kissed, and Homura lets out a happy gasp. Then her forehead is eskimo kissed, and then lip kissed, and those kisses move down her face. Her mouth hangs open, breathing slowly deeply in and out.
Then Madoka pulls away, and Homura is looking up at her as Madoka looks down at her. She isn't sure why she's blushing at first, but then Madoka reveals the reason and Homura's grin is wide. "All the better to charm you with, my dear~."
Homura's hand lightly brushes against Madoka's back, fingers tracing slowly up and down, before tracing out the shape of a heart. As Homura's nail reaches the last point, one of her purple eyes winks. "If you think I'm pretty, then I must be doing a good job."
"So am I. I can't imagine how tragic it would be if I hadn't given you a chance." Madoka giggles nervously for a moment, shaking her head gently, "I never thought I'd end up with another girl, but it's clear to me now that we were meant for each other. I don't think anyone else could ever have made me as happy as you do." A happier giggle follows the nervous one from a moment before, "Especially since I get to make you happy and see you happy, too!"
When her cheek is kissed Madoka smiles more, making her cheek rounder and a little more firm against Homura's lips, "I'm glad I don't have to be lonely or without cuddles. Whenever I feel maybe a little lonesome, or like I really need to cuddle you're always there for me." She lowers her voice, making it a little more cutesy at the same time while saying, "Sometimes even before I know it, like tonight~."
Madoka's lips pucker as Homura gives her another kiss to keep safe, accepting it sweetly upon them. Playfully solemn then she nods, "We should. The best way to seal a deal about kisses is with another kiss." She leans in and presses her lips to Homura's, but right away it should be clear something is different about this one, her lips curled forward but kept soft. She nibbles Homura's lip gently between her own after a moment of pressing them together, softly rubbing and working her lips against her girlfriends before giving them a tiny brush with the tip of her tongue, squeezing and sucking gently on Homura's bottom lip before drawing away so that it pops out from between them. She lets out a soft, happy sigh, looking deeply into Homura's eyes, her own soft pink wide and filled with love.
She's squeezed, and her eyes shut for a moment to enjoy the sensation, mmming happily to let Homura know she enjoys it. The grin a few moments later is a prelude to her cute words, and Madoka giggles and laughs, "Better? But I'm so charmed already!" She then pouts her lower lip out a little and shakes her head, "It's not fair, I didn't have any hope to not be charmed by someone as beautiful as you." A fake sigh is heaved, "And even if you weren't so beautiful you're completely wonderful, so I really was doomed to love you from the start."
She settles back down on Homura as the hand brushes her back, her dress comfortable and soft though not especially light. It's not near heavy enough to keep Madoka from feeling the things traced onto her back, most especially the heart. She blushes a little more at the wink, nodding earnestly, "You do! You do a wonderful job of looking pretty for me, I always feel so lucky to have someone as beautiful as you. Sometimes I think I could just look at you forever."
She looks into Homura's eyes for a moment, only to lean down and slip her chin over her shoulder, squeezing and pressing tightly against her, "But then I remember how much I want to hold you forever, and I can never decide."
"I... think I knew I was into girls a while ago, before we met even," admits Homura, looking away and not smiling as much. "No one in particular, I didn't hate boys or anything. I just... thought I'd be happier with a girl. I never thought I'd be so lucky to have that girl turn out to be you." She pauses, and then continues, "If I make you happier than anyone else can, then that really makes me happy, Madoka-chan. I really do want you to be happy. You should be happy. You make me happy, too. Happier than anyone. I can't even express how much you mean to me."
Madoka's next statement makes Homura giggle, especially at the implication that Homura is tending to Madoka's needs before she even knows she has them. "Ah! Well. You know me. I'd hate to leave my beloved uncuddled. My little angel should have all the cuddles and then some! When I'm holding you, it feels like everything's right in the world."
The deal is sealed with a kiss, and quite a kiss it is. A sweet, gentle sigh escapes though Homura's nose as her lip is nibbled and then lightly tongued, and her eyes close to further focus on the feelings. Her lip is pulled, and Homura's lips part wider as her breathing deepens. When her eyes open again, pretty pink is looking lovingly into them.
"When I look into those eyes, I know that I will always be yours. There is nothing I want more than to have your loving eyes gazing at me forever. Especially while we're cuddling."
Madoka's cute pouting gets another giggle from Homura, but this one more impish... or devilish? "That's right, my dear. I have you trapped. You're mine forever, and I'm keeping you and cuddling you and kissing you and never letting you go."
Madoka can't choose between holding her forever and looking at her forever? Oh my! "You know technically, mathematically speaking, half of eternity is still eternity! You could spend half the time looking at me with those sweet loving eyes, and the other half of the time holding me in your sweet loving arms, and it'd be kinda like doing both forever!"
Oh Homura, always so helpful. Such a problem solver.
"I'm glad you like girls better, if it means you noticed me," Madoka offers quietly as Homura pauses. "You really do. I'm so happy to get to be with you, to share my life with you. It's so wonderful knowing that you enjoy being with me just as much, because I know I love being around you so, so much." At the mention of not being able to fully express her feelings Madoka gives Homura a very kind and gentle look, and a smile to match. "You already have. I know very well how much I mean to you, because I've felt it myself. I feel so lucky, to have that kind of intense love directed at me. Especially when it's coming from someone as wonderful as you."
Madoka is quick to giggle right along with Homura, shaking her head, "An uncuddled Madoka is a very lonely and unhappy Madoka! But you keep your little angel feeling loved and happy." She nuzzles her cheek against Homura's, "I think it's because our part of the world is right, when you're holding me."
She enjoys a quiet thrill as Homura sighs and closes her eyes while she's kissed, enjoying the deepened breath because of what it means, telling her how much her kiss was enjoyed. "I'll look at you as much as you want. If what you want is to have me always watching you and watching over you, I'd be happy to give you exactly that. ...especially while we're cuddling."
Madoka makes a fake unhappy sound and squirms in Homura's arms, twisting side to side in a way that has her squirming against Homura pleasantly. "No fair," she complains in a playfully whining noise, "if you never let me go I'll never get to be away from you so long I feel like I can't stand it anymore right before I cuddle you again!"
Madoka considers Homura's advanced mathematical proposition on the nature of infinities and what it means for cuddling, "So we can cuddle forever, kiss forever, and stare at each other forever, too?" She lets out a happy sigh, vocalizing it in an, "Ahhhhhh, in that case I'm going to spend all my forevers with you, not just one of them!"
Homura's smile returns, and there's a glint in her eyes when she says, "It's hard not to notice you. The deeper I fall in love with you, the harder it gets. Still, it's true, even if I can't express it in words, that doesn't mean we can't show our love in other ways." Her gaze softens, and her smile is just a bit wider. "I know it was a low point, but I'm so happy that I got to share my mind with yours. If we had never made that connection, if I had never truly understood how you felt, I might still be worried over you. Knowing that you love me so much... I really mean it. I never want to stop giving you what you want."
A lone finger raises to play with one of Madoka's fluffy pigtails, absentmindedly enjoying the feel of that soft pink hair as Homura enjoys the feeling of Madoka's cheeks against hers. "Yeah, everything is right for us. I suppose we couldn't ask for better than that. Not for our own sakes, anyways. I'm glad that I can make you feel loved. My passion for you burns so bright, so I need to hold you close so you can feel its warmth."
Homura's enjoying that kiss alright! How could she not, when it's her beloved Madoka-chan who is kissing her like that? It's amazing, especially knowing that there's so much love and affection behind it. Watching her and watching over her? "Yeah... that's what I need. My little angel watching over me, and loving me and holding me. I feel safe around you, my beloved partner."
Madoka's cuteness continues, and Homura squeezes her tighter as she wiggles and squirms! "You mean like I was?" her voice is playful and teasing, playing along, "It was unbearable! I just had to chase you down and catch you, my Madoka-chan. That's why I can't let you go. We'll just have to cuddle forever!"
One of Homura's hands stops rubbing Madoka's back long enough to scritch gently behind her ear. "My darling, all of my forevers are yours. Every single one."
Madoka blushes warmly in happy embarrassment. It's hard not to notice her? It's so flattering! And yet? So very heartfelt. "I'll show you my love in any way I can. It might have been because of a low point, but I'm very happy I could show you how much I care about you, too. I've always loved you, even if that love was for a friend. Having that love become romantic love... you've given me something I'll treasure for the rest of my life." She smiles happily, looking into Homura's eyes, "You give me what I want, and what I need. If you want to keep giving that to me keep spending time with me, loving me, and cuddling me!"
Madoka's head tilts as the finger plays with her pigtail, letting the fluffy hair be more easily caught and teased by Homura, enjoying the feeling of her hair being played with. "We're so lucky, getting to spend so much time together like this. Everything has been so wonderful, and the more time we spend together and the closer our lives entwine the better it gets." With a bit less intensity she looks gently into Homura's eyes, "I was really happy you got to come over and eat dinner with my family tonight. I'll be happy tomorrow when you eat breakfast with us." She giggles softly and adds much more quietly, "Some day it will be 'our' family."
She then nods her head quickly, pressing and rubbing against Homura some more, "Your passion is so warm and comfortable, and no matter how cold it might get you can keep me feeling cozy and happy in your arms."
"I'll keep you safe. I have to, because I'm your little angel and I love you too much to let anything terrible happen to you." Her smile is sweet, but also a little serene as she says that. "And I know you'll keep my just as safe, my love."
Madoka giggles playfully and nods, "Yes, like that! And when I knew you were coming over to cuddle me I felt it too, because I just couldn't wait any longer to be in your arms!" She wiggles around, only to slow and squeeze more gently, "But I did, because I can endure anything if it means getting to cuddle you again, even if it's something like waiting through dinner."
She sighs happily as she's scritched behind the ear, cooing sweetly. She says in an airy sigh, happy and light. "Good. That's one thing I'll be greedy about; I want all of my Homura-chan, forever and ever and always."