If I were capable of emotions, I'll say I hate you. That's what the bitter angry taste at the very end of my throat means, doesn't it? The way the spot where my non-existence heart burnt with venomous fire, and made me want to reach out and hurt you... that's what hatred is about, isn't it?
Fortunately for you, I, like all other Nobodies, have no heart. Or I would have screamed your name in a supposedly outraged manner and attacked you, when you turned away from me and embraced Marluxia.
To tell the truth, I understand why you choose him over me. You and him are like the birds of same feathers, good looking manipulative bastards and all. You not only flock together, you two share the same bed, and I bet you chat over the same topic. Maybe you laugh with him about my supposed wimpiness and my reluctance for battle too, most likely having forgotten that on occasions, you had held me in your arms and tried to understand why I began to choose to exist the way I do.
They say that water is ever-changing, being liquid and all. Unpredictable. And that I am disappointingly predictable, and weak. Well, I don't really care to correct them, if their misunderstanding mean that I'm not required to do those 'tough' things that you capable and hardworking members of the Organization do. As long as I know what I mean when I say I'm not suited for those tasks the Superior give me, whatever they say can't change me.
But they got another thing wrong too. Water is not as unpredictable as fire. One moment it's there, merrily lighting up the surrounding and warming things up, and sometimes overdoing them both. And the next, it's gone, without a trace. Replaced with unwelcomed darkness and chill.
Hey, that appropriately describes what I'm feeling. Or rather, what I should have gotten accustomed to since the beginning of my non-Existence, but was unkindly prevented by your nosey friendship. But after having a very disruptive relationship with His Memorize-ship, I'm going to have to spend a very long time trying to get used to it.
I feel like strangling you for spoiling everything then waltzing off with another person. Or maybe, just for waltzing off with another.
But I won't do it. First, the Superior probably won't like it if I kill you and cause him to have to find another powerful enough Nobody, though I'm not sure he'll believe that I can kill you. I'm not sure you'll believe either, which is a serious advantage for me. But on the off chance that he does, he'll probably make me pay for murdering you, and I don't want to risk that.
Second... I think I still like you, despite your totally heartless (probably justifiably heartless) decision to break it off with me just because there's a prettier guy you want to conquer. On that count, I'm not sure who will come up top in the end, but you do have more experience, and he's element is... well, pansy. But, the point being, somewhere in the hole that my heart is suppose to be, there are things that expressed extreme reluctance on the idea of obliterating you.
Damn you for making things so difficult for me. And worst still, you did it all unknowingly. Damn you.
That doesn't mean I can't do something to curb that fire burning in me that is happily cooking away because of you. And since it's has to do with your courting of Marluxia, I'll just have to disrupt that and grab Marluxia for myself.
And see how you like that.
