As naive as ever, Kaname Madoka. Well, if you do not like my calling for you, what should I call you, then?
“N-Naive…?! That’s n-not nice Homura-chan!”

“Just c-call me Madoka…”
…what’s with that way of calling my name, Kaname Madoka?
“And why is Homura-chan calling me by my full name, like I’m some sort of antagonist?”

“I just..wanted to be friendly is all…”
I see, another me. Greetings to you. And to you who I do not know yet, a magical girl from another city, perhaps?
And—Madoka? Is that you…?
“Ho~mu~Ra~Chan~!”

Homura bit her tongue and furrowed her eyebrows. She knew that such things were important to Madoka. The ebony also knew that the pinkette would do anything and everything for these precious people, even if she didn’t need to. Homura turned around so as to avoid looking at Madoka. She questioned the other girl even further.
“I see. How much use do you think you are to them?”
Ah…! The sudden turn and leering eyes slightly paralyzed the poor pinkette. Taking the ebony’s question to heart, she gave a slightly confident smile, despite she wasn’t even outstanding in her abilities or of being used to anyone…
“I…I dont know…but… I’d like to be of use to then one day….”
She said with a little tone of depression beneath her words. Madoka would really like to be proud of herself one day so she could… look after her friends…
“I dont have any subjects I’m good at…nor any talents…”

(Source: madocchi)