A/N: I really wish Ansem wasn't the bad guy...or could stop being the bad guy...because I totally ship this.
I hate him. I really hate him, more than anything in all the worlds. He used me, he hurt Sora, he convinced me it was the right thing to do. I know, very well, that nothing we ever accomplished was right at all, and I hate it, but right now, it's really hard to see that. It's also hard to see that this isn't really him, who has me up against the white casle's wall, but my own darkness personified.
It would be too painful to admit it's not really him...
I hate him. I wish he didn't have his hands on my hips because there's nothing in the worlds I hate more than the man with those striking amber eyes I long for more than anything else. But, no, I hate him! I hate those glowing eyes, that tan skin, that silver hair! That's what I should be saying, but it's impossible to think that with the things he's doing to my neck. Deep down, I wish that this were really him doing this...but, gods, how I hate him!
It hurts too much to say it's not really him...
I don't know what's wrong with me, because I'm letting this continue even though I know I could stop all of it just by saying 'no,' because he always stops if I say that's what I want. But I don't want to think that's true, because I want this to continue, having no will left to tell myself -or him, for that matter- that I hate him. It's no use for me to even try at this point and the hands that were once pushing at his shoulders were now at his neck, pulling him closer and that's all I could ever want, to have him closer.
I'll pretend, just for a moment, that it's really him...
I know exactly what's wrong with me; I don't hate him at all. I will always love him, even if he is gone, refusing to say it's wrong.
He is the darkness to which I belong...
