Mixed Up
I hate her. So prim, prim proper. Watch her, just watch. Sitting
underneath the shade of a tree with her little sister. Her sister’s
laughter, like bells and pretty things, lace and baby dolls.
Hers is like silk and fine wine, accentuated with the dim sound of a
whip grazing over soft flesh.
I decide to make my appearance.
I see them both turn, and her sister’s eyes brighten. "Hello Ryoko!"
Her face tenses, her smile fades away. "Miss Ryoko," she says stiffly,
grasping her sister’s hand, "Well, Sasami, I think it’s about time we go
back inside..."
I grab her shoulder before she stands up. "What’s the rush, Princess?
We’re all buddies here, right?" I wink at Sasami, and she giggles. Ayeka
does not seem amused.
"Miss Ryoko, we are NOT friends. You probably have something uncouth and
sinister planned. Now, let me go!"
Uncouth? Who in the hell says uncouth? Ahh, she’s angry now. I like
that. It dims the hate, makes it lust. Bloodlust, battle lust, or just
lust in general, it doesn’t matter.
"Nope."
She snaps, wrenches herself from my grasp.
"What is the matter with you?! Have you no class, no morals? Tenchi is
not even around! Why do you feel the need to bother me ALL the time?!"
Sasami winces, gently tugs on her enraged sister’s kimono. "Please
Ayeka..."
But oh, she isn’t finished.
"All I wanted to do today is spend time with my sister, and you ruin it!
You...you ruin everything!"
I can’t help it. I laugh. I mean, It’s funny, and cute. What can I say?
That does it. I have to say, ladies and gentlemen, I have never seen
Ayeka so angry. I expect her to start throwing energy around, but...she
doesn’t. She says the worst thing that she can possibly say.
"I hate you. I hate you Ryoko!"
With that, she runs off, Sasami spares me a pitying glance, and follows
after her.
Ouch.
See why I hate her? So fucking prim and proper, isn’t she? Can’t ever
lower herself to my level huh? Fighting over that fucking pansy, but
when it’s all calm, she’s as demure as can be.
Hate, love, all mixed up. I’m all mixed up.
I hate the Princess Ayeka, but the warrior in her...
God, I love that.
But she hates me, she hates all of me. I wish I could change for her,
but I can’t.
I hate fighting over him, I hate fighting her. I hate myself.
I hate myself.
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