Ryuuko could feel the blood pounding in her ears as the image of a cute girl with blonde pigtails flitted across her mind. That purple eyepatch. That constant smirk on her face. Those eyes that were always just a little too happy.
She hated the bitch.
As Ryuuko was lying on her bed, her fists tightened to the point that her nails dug deeply into her flesh. Just thinking about the demon that was Nui made her want to slice everything within sight in half.
Especially her.
The fact that Nui was so proud of killing her father disgusted Ryuuko. It made her want to hurl her guts out. There was something about the girl that just screamed pure evil. The cutesy appearance was a mask that hid the devil that she truly was. She was the embodiment of everything Ryuuko detested. A girly girl who thought she was better than her. Arrogant and conceited and just plain creepy.
It just didn't make sense that she always had that little smile on her face. What exactly was she so happy about anyway? It just wasn't normal for fuck's sake.
Thinking about Nui was Ryuuko's least favorite past time because once she started on this path she just couldn't stop. Not without breaking something or at least imagining tearing the demon apart piece by piece. Only that would grant her any peace of mind.
And so she imagined standing opposite Nui the two of them poised to strike. She saw herself raise her scissor blade up high, letting out a roar as she brought it down and sliced Nui's right arm off reducing it to a stump. Blood sprayed out like a fountain. Nui would look slowly to her right and Ryuuko would watch the girl's eyes widen with realization. Then the shrieking would start, high pitched and oh-so-girly. "My arm!" Nui would cry out. "My arm! My arm! My arm!" And then Ryuuko, chuckling darkly, would raise the scissorblade again, this time chopping off the remaining arm. The blood sprayed Ryuuko this time, and she almost welcomed the sprinkling of it against her face, laughing a little in surprise. As Nui gasped and fell to her knees before her, Ryuuko felt a grin spread across her face. Looking down on Nui she enjoyed seeing the girl's utter confusion and denial of what was happening.
As her daydream came to an end, Ryuuko felt her anger disperse. In its place she felt contentment. The image of Nui below her, awestruck by the fate that had befallen her warmed her heart.
Now if only she could make that beautiful dream a reality.