My very sad attempt at explaining Thrill Pair. Comments and Critiques are appreciated. Flames are yucky.

Oh, sweet, sweet, contradiction.

A constant ambiguous smile.

That perpetual bratty scowl.

So alike, so different, that in itself was a paradox.

They fit, but they clashed.

Icy golden, burning blue. A look that was so, so, so full of determination. A fiery inferno. Just for a second. When a mask disappears.

Scorching blue, Frosty Gold. A look so so so angry, so fiery it was cold. Sub-zero. Just for a second. When the veneer cracks.

Never, never, never.

It wouldn't work.

They didn't, they don't.

People fit together like puzzle pieces.

The ones that fit perfectly would prevail.

Is that not wonted love?

But, but, but. Those two are different. They just didn't, don't. They don't need to listen.

Life doesn't apply to them. A perfect world to us, was an utter flaw to them.

Indescribable, and yet, and yet, and yet.

Delicious, fiery, icy, warm, cold, beautiful, ugly, colorful, pallid, gentle, cruel. It only applied to them, only worked for them.

So far, so close.

They can't touch us. We are different. Boring and dull. And yet with that one the routine is unnatural and odd.

Ugly comments, denial, and arguing. That is our love, that is our hate.

It won't reach us. So unmoving so calm. But with you I see that slow fire; burn, burn, burning, so strange how one can be ice cold, yet blazing hot.

I hate you.

I love you.

Why?

Why not?

It's painful and difficult. But so easy and soothing.

Why, why why? What makes this contradiction?

What is an imperfection so perfect?

So hard to explain.

Because it's unexplainable, inexplicable, impossible.

So what?

Defy those rules like you always do, Ryoma.

But they never even applied to you, Syuusuke.

This is not plain, feral desire. It's not a painful love, not a Romeo and Juliet.

Cry not because of each other, because of this.

Don't use those labels nothing can confine us.

Me and him we have wings.

He and I can fly.

Let us be.

Stop, stop, stop.

We are nothing.

We are everything.

We just are.

I know most relationships are like that where there are differences and similarities, but come on. Thrill Pair is like the poster couple for conflict. WOnderful and delicious conflict. I actually had a lot more to say about them but oh well... Thrill I love you guys, but sometimes you irritate the hell outta me. REVIEWS GET SUPERLOVEGLOMPS!

Flames however will be used to fry my spam because, let's be honest people, fried spam is like the best fried meat in the entire universe.