Do it for her, that is until she no longer exists. (Alternatively two hopeless romantics and their dead lovers)

by Villian_Shoujo_Chan

Summary:

Homura Akemi turns back time again after Madoka becomes Ultimate Madoka and the time line drastically changes. For one she's now somehow in France and in the year 1960.

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Rody Lamoree desperate gets a job quickly to hopefully bring in enough money to win back his girlfriend. But one night when coming home in the rain with the umbrella his boss let him borrow he finds a girl sitting in the rain disoriented and confused. Being a good person he offers to let her come into his apartment.

Notes:

I have no idea of what I'm doing In this story. This is kind of just a crack fic written seriously.

Chapter 1: The only thing I wished for was a way to save her

Have you ever heard of the Buttefly effect? Or even the Murphy effect?

The Butterfly effect is the idea that the world is deeply interconnected, such that one small occurrence can influence a much larger complex system. The effect is named after an allegory for chaos theory; it evokes the idea that a small butterfly flapping its wings could, hypothetically, cause a typhoon. It's fascinating how such a small thing could greatly impact the future. What you ate for breakfast, if you chose to wear a pink ribbon versus a yellow ribbon, Or opening the door for someone. Small things in the moment that you don't put much thought into, how ridiculous would it be if it changed the entire course of your life?

The Murphy effect is the idea that anything that can go wrong will go wrong. It's something that's true but people in life try to be optimistic and think of the glass as half full.

Homura isn't optimistic. Not anymore. Not after all the time lines and all the things that went wrong. After Madoka erased herself from existence for the first few months Homura really tried to continue, to go on as if her every cell didn't scream for Madoka. She had wasted years of her life trying to save her for it all to go down the drain.

She finally graduated. She never did before as she always restarted the time line before she could.

Sometimes the temptation was there. To restart the time line again. To see if it would work. She knows that Madoka is now time less, she exists beyond all time lines. So doing such a thing would change nothing. But maybe.. Maybe..

All she wants is to see Madoka again, to hear her voice, and see her smile and be able to touch her hand.
She would cry but she has no tears left for such a thing. She’s cried too many times. Cried until snot dripped down her nose and she was on her knees.
Homura doesn't know if she can live without Madoka. And Madoka who sees everything already knows she can’t.
Homura woke up one morning more tired then in any of the time lines. She couldn’t go through another day. She wasn’t sure why but she decided to finally do it.
To reset the timeline.
If anything even if it doesn't bring back Madoka it’s not like things will change that much right?

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Rody biked through the rain holding the umbrella his boss lent him. He wanted to get home as soon as possible to call Manon.
When he got to the apartment he picked up his bike ready to carry it upstairs and into his messy apartment when he noticed a figure huddled in the rain near the trash bins.

She wore what looked like a school uniform so he guessed that she was a teenager. She looked pretty young, 14 if he had to guess. Long black hair tied with a red ribbon now soaked . Pale skin and striking purple eyes. She shivered as the rain poured down on her but he didn’t see any change of expression.
Rody felt pity as he glanced at her. He had experienced homelessness before. Of course he couldn’t be sure she was homeless but she did have a look in her eyes, as if she was despaired and had nowhere to go.
He couldn’t just leave her there. His conscience would never allow it.

So he walked over and put his umbrella over her to stop the rain.
She glanced up at him and quietly spoke. “Thanks..”
He didn’t understand what she said but he assumed she expressed gratitude.
“It’s nothing. But why are you out here? You could catch a cold and it can be dangerous out during the night.” Rody asked concerned.
“....” She didn’t respond due to the language barrier.
“I know we don’t know each other at all.. But if you need somewhere to stay I have a spear bed.” Rody continued.
“I can’t understand you.” she deadpans.
Rody again didn’t know what she said but can tell that there is a language barrier. Charades it is!
The girl looked at him with an unamused expression as he struggled to communicate with her.

When she does understand she’s hesitant to go with him but seeing as she doesn't have any other options she agrees in the end following him into his apartment.

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Homura stares at the mess of an apartment, starting to regret her decision.
This person doesn't even know how to take care of himself and he’s trying to care for her?
The man who took her in starts rambling as she walks over to his fridge and opens it. A few plates of leftovers sit in there uneaten and probably starting to go bad. The thing that catches her eye and disgusts her the most is the rat with its guts gouged out sitting on a plate. She raises an eyebrow at it.
“Oh my boss made that! He’s.. Uh.. Interesting..” The man scratches the back of his neck as he smiles sheepishly.
‘What is he even babbling about?’ Homura wonders.

“Do you have food that’s not spoiled and gross?” She asks.

“Huh?”
Homura sighs and gestures to her stomach, her mouth and then a plate of food.
“Oh! You're hungry! I can find something for you to eat! I mean if you want you could have the onion spring rolls I don’t really eat the dishes my boss makes there really bitter and they just kinda taste self centered-”
Homura frowns as he starts a one-sided conversation.

“Oh right! Uh you can’t understand me..” He grabs the spring roll onions and hands them to her.
She walks over to his microwave looking at the damaged appliance. It looked burned and like the only good day it saw was before it had been purchased by this man.
‘How does someone even burn a microwave..?’ she grabs a hopefully clean towel from under the seek and wipes the smudges and burns off the microwave before she heats up her food.
She ponders her situation as she eats the food in front of her.
This timeline is drastically different. She has no idea where she is but she knows it’s not Japan or at least it’s not Mitakihara.
She’s slightly relieved at the sudden change, at the cycle of everything being the same ending. But she’s also grieving the loss of something constant, something she’s used to.

Her uniform is still soaked as she shivers eating the food. It’s well made but also bitter and makes her mouth feel dry.
Something about it disgusts her. But it’s only a slight discomfort compared to the other things she’s had to go through so she pushes on and consumes the entire dish.
The man talks to her for a while and despite her not knowing what he’s saying she feels that he’s a good person.
He stops as if realizing something and points at himself. “Rody Lamoree.”

‘He’s introducing himself.’ Homura thinks.

“Homura Akemi.” she replies.

Chapter 2: Went to your room thinking maybe you'll feel something

Summary:

Rody leaves for work leaving Homura to have time for hunting.

 

Plus:

Vincent shows favoritism

Homura sat up.

She looked at the guest room that was now her temporary home.

The room was the cleanest thing in the apartment and part of her wondered why Rody didn't sleep in here himself and instead was content on the couch that was most likely rotting and also very uncomfortable. Then she noticed perfume bottles, jewelry and forgotten dresses. Someone left in a hurry not bothering to grab their stuff. A lady friend perhaps? Is this her room or was her room?

Homura opened the door stepping into the living room where Rody slept in an uncomfortable position on the couch. Homura forgot the last time she had lived with an adult.

She walked over to the window opening the blinds. She looked out at the empty streets. She still wasn't sure where she was. She hadn't asked yet.

Homura walked over to the dial phone and for a moment considered attempting to dial the house phone for the Kaname residence. She wondered if Madoka would pick up.. If the timeline was changing could it have changed enough for things to be undone and for Madoka Kaname to exist again? No.. Such a thing was a wishful and silly thought.

Homura reached into the pocket of her skirt and pulled out the soul gem she had hidden from Rody. The purple looked slightly faded. Right.. She should go find Wraiths..

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Rody sat up from the couch stretching.

What time was it?

He glanced at the clock.

"OH NO! I'M LATE AGAIN!!" he jumped off the couch and quickly pulled his waiter vest on and put the tie dangled around his neck.

He would check up on Homura but if he did he would be even more late and Vincent may fire him.. Then he wouldn't be able to pay the already late rent, his landlord had been patient so far but he could tell that he was slowly loosing it. Plus he had kinda not told his landlord that he suddenly had someone living with him again after Manon and him taking a break.

Rody quickly grabbed his bike and ran out of the apartment locking it behind him.

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Homura's heels clicked on the pavement as she chased after it.

She knew what she saw. That wasn't a Wraith.

It was a familiar she swore it was! That means..! Could it be there was witches?!

No! That couldn't happen! Madoka had sacrificed herself to make sure such a thing would never happen!

She stopped in the alley way sure that she cornered it but there was nothing. Even after she kicked the garbage cans over all she saw was hissing feral street cats scattering off after she disturbed them.

Had she just been seeing things? Or did it get away?

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Kubey's tail twitches as he sits on the ledge of an apartment window.

"Humans are such interesting creatures.. So quick to unreasonable emotions. But do you know one that makes me the most curious?" His pink eyes shine.

"It's love. Out of all things that I gain the most contracts with I have to say a lot of them involve that mysterious human emotion. Humans seem so quick to do anything to please their partner. They'll change things about themselves to suit there partner's taste. It's insane how desperate humans are for others approval and care."

"Really it's an enigma to me." He tilts his head.

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"Hey Vince!" Rody cheerfully greets his boss.

"It's Chef." Vincent corrects. "And you're late. Again."

"Sorry!" Rody scratches his neck slightly.

"Didn't I say sorry doesn't cut it last time? Get to work already. Because of your tardiness I had to seat a few customers myself." Vincent looks pretty irritated. Maybe Rody shouldn't talk to him that much today.

"Right boss!" He quickly leaves him in the kitchen to start his shift.

....

Vincent sighs as he quickly puts on a smile and profusely apologizes to the customer that Rody spilled soup on.

"I'm very sorry. He's new here. We can offer a refund and a compensation meal."

After smoothing it over Vincent turned to Rody who awkwardly and nervously smiled.

Normally if any other worker did such a thing they would be fired on the spot or chewed out loudly but instead Vincent just stared at Rody and then ordered him to get back to work.

Vincent steps out through the back door to the trash bins and lit a cigarette.

He wonders if Rody liked the food he gave him...

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Homura walked up the stairs leading to Rody's apartment. Her soul gem now rejuvenated.

She stopped in front of the apartment door and tried the handle. Locked.

She knocked.

No answer. He's not home.

She turned away and went back down the stairs. She stopped in front of the building and looked up at the second story window belonging to his apartment, she crouched and then pushed her foot up and jumped up to the ledge. She pushed the window open and slipped into the apartment.

Her stoic face shifts to disgust at accidentally stepping in mold. She could clean the apartment while he's gone.

She opens the closet looking for cleaning supplies and only sees more mess.

Maybe she should exit again to go purchase bleach and a mop.. He did show her an emergency stash.

She grabs the cash and exits the building again through the window to go to a store.

....

For a second. For a second she thought she saw her.

Homura thought she saw pink hair tied up in red ribbons. But reaching her hand up as she touches the only thing she has left of Madoka she takes another glance to see no one was there.

Homura smiled sadly and grabbed the bag of cleaning supplies she bought.

....

Homura sweats as she sweeps up the mess Into piles.

'Rody this is disgusting.. How does he live in such a thing..?'

She worked for hours and still it was a mess. In fact it looked worse than before.

'I should quit while i'm ahead..'

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Rody took the dish Vincent handed him.

He didn't have the heart to refuse it even though he knew it would just sit in his fridge and go to waste.

Unless he gave it to Homura that is.

Homura.. He still dosen't know that much about her. Part of that is because of the language barrier but he also decides that even if they could understand each other Homura wouldn't say much about herself. She has a standoffish and unapproachable like Vincent he supposed. They were so similar to him that it was kinda scary.

When he walked up to the stair of his apartment he saw his landlord. He nervously attempted to quietly sneak into his apartment before he could see Rody but he was caught as soon as he put the key into the lock.

"Lamoree?"

Rody jolts.

"Y-yeah Mr. Fluer..?"

"When are you going to pay the rent?"

"Just give me a little more time! I uh..! I've gotten a new job!"

"And you're actually going to pay this time and not save up for Manon right?"

"..." Rody looks away.

"For christs sake Lamoree your lucky that I like you. Just make sure to at least pay by the end of the month. And for what it's worth, Your a good guy Rody. She doesn't know what she's missing out on."

"That's kinda weird for a man to say.."

"Get into your apartment before I change my mind and make you pay up now." Mr. Fluer frowns.

"RIGHT!" Rody quickly unlocked the door and bolted into his apartment.

Chapter 3: HIATUS

Summary:

I’m going to be gone for a year

I don’t actually know how long I’ll be gone. But I know that I’m taking a break from Wattpad, Quotev and A03. I’m sorry and I hope to be back soon.