Hate is an opinion on how we perceive on how we choose to see many things how we should feel towards that certain thing. We choose to hate someone we decide to hate a certain food or even a memory but because we have decided to hate it, it is by choice of our own will to hate. Hate is a strong word that people tell us not to use but love is also strong yet people throw it around as if it was a simple piece of trash. Most hate is taught but some learn to hate on their.
There was no wind just light from the moon and the sandy ground of Hueco Mundo and the two espada one standing the female unscathed from their fight this was Neliel the third espada and there was the tall lanky male bleeding on the ground laying down heaving how tired he was This is Nnoitra the eighth espada soon to be the fifth.
"I hate you Neliel." Nnoitra said out loud towards the wind where Neliel was standing.
"Why. Why do you hate me, you say you hate me yet you never say why you hate me?" Neliel asked firmly.
"There isn't a reason I hate you I just do."
"Not good enough"
"Nothing is ever good enough for you, bitch." Nnoitra yelled.
"You believe nothing is enough for me but I have had enough of you of your constant want and will to fight with me do you not tire of losing?"
"Fuck off you little bitch, one day you will lose."
"And if that day is to come I will accept my defeat unlike you who continues to fight me, but I do not see that day happening anytime soon."
"Leave already you stupid bitch."
"Fine." Neliel said before she left.
Nel thought of what could have happened as she roamed Las Noches.
" What if I hadn't become a hollow would I still be a wandering spirit waiting and wanting or what if a soul reaper had gotten to me would I be living where master Aizen comes from the soul society or would I be a soul reaper like him or maybe I could still be alive as a human?" Neliel stared at her hands. Nnoitra couldn't and wouldn't understand this he was once a weak still pitiful hollow roaming wandering either by himself or with others to kill their kind she had done the same too but it was too survive for all she knew, to him it was also for fun.
"Idiot, it's not fun I just wish he would get that through that thick head of his." Neliel told herself.
Nnoitra sat on a rock his body aching from the fight he got in with Neliel not long ago his cuts were healing but his thoughts on her weren't she wanted her to seem him in a better light not just a complete animalistic egotistical beast, but he knew that he couldn't just change it's not normal for anyone just to mend to another's wish.
"Fucking bitch get that through your brain I just can't change because you want me too I am who I am." Nnoitra screamed before staring at the white sandy ground.
"I am strong I want you to know that so you can stop following me around like a fucking shadow, that pity you throw at me doesn't change me it just frustrates me it makes me want to kill you even more." he said before picking up some sand and letting it fall back down.
"I hate you so much Neliel." Nnoitra said staring at the moon.
"I feel sorry for you Nnoitra." Neliel said staring at the sand.