I thought there should be reasons why both of them are like cat and dog XD

Pardon the OOCness, if there is any.

Everytime she sees him, she frowns. She hates him to the bones. She hates his very existence. She hates everything about him; and those are enough to occupy her mind to randomly list every little thing she hates about Gilbert Beilschmidt that afternoon, when the latter's annoying acts had stopped suddenly one day. Abruptly, yet her memories of him would not let the flame of anger dies out as abrupt as his absence.

Thus, that day she took her well-kept diary and decided to list the things she hates about Gilbert. 'I will exclude that cute bird', she muttered to herself whilst slowly yet surely scribbled her thoughts to the book, her mind lost in her reminiscence.

'Gotcha', she said to herself with content, lips forming her little victory as she slowly counts the numbers of reasons. The victorious smile broke into unsatisfied sigh, as there are only 19 reasons.

"Alright, let's make it twenty! Now.. where was I?" She traces her own writings nimbly.

I hate his mocking smiles

I hate his way of talking

I hate how he always mocks me

I hate his sinister attitude to my husband, Roderich

I hate his way of laughing

I hate the way he looks at me

I hate how he always talks about his awesomeness

I hate his brain which is only full of brilliant war strategies and nothing else

I hate him for being unable to apologize

I hate him for never saying thanks sincerely

I hate his habit of sitting in the grass to see the sunset near our house

I hate him for always teasing me about how I thought I was a boy

I hate him for always walking around our house as if we are family

I hate his red eyes

I hate his platinum hair

I hate his muscular body

I hate his serious voice, too, seriously!

I hate his way of walking

I hate him whenever he is close to me!

She laughed a bit on seeing how messed up her six last reasons. She giggled at her own thought of adding the twentieth point as 'I hate him because I love him' like a novel she once read. Grabbing her pen, she tried to just write what's in her mind, and ended up trying to make reasons as to not repeat the points.

I hate his mocking smiles

'Of course I hate them', she said to herself. Yet, something also struck her mind; she hates many things about Gilbert because he said many things to her after the mocking smiles. Things like, "Heh, in the end, you can't be as awesome as me! Perhaps I'm a bit too late." It is a silent mockery to himself, perhaps, and she started to hate those mocking smiles because of that. Because he then mocked himself for being 'too late'.

She snapped out her thought, and continued her point.

I hate his way of talking

She remembered Gilbert's way of speaking as full of confidence, playful, and yet.. not bossy. Since when did she hate his way of talking? Some time after she settled in Roderich's house? He began to talk as if he challenges her to compete with him, as if she didn't make a worthy opponent, with annoying sayings like 'wild woman' and so on. Perhaps he would not be like that if she were still free to kick his butt, free from her well-behaved manner she tried to act in, in this house.

I hate how he always mocks me

He said much nerve-racking stuff, indeed. She hates them so much. It's not only about his way of talking, that she also hates, but it's the mockery itself. "You married a stingy aristocrat, God bless you" or "You really didn't fit on feminine things" and many unpleasant utterances about her and her marriage.

'Heh. He's just jealous he couldn't marry me', Elizaveta muttered to herself half-jokingly, 'Or.. is it true?'

I hate his sinister attitude to my husband, Roderich

And who would not be pissed off to hear someone mocks your husband in front of you? Or even visit your house and boss around your husband, saying inappropriate stuffs?

I hate his way of laughing

What's with that 'Kesesesese~?' She really wanted to slap him for laughing out loud like that! And he said that she is a wild girl, that war-brained man!

I hate the way he looks at me

When there were only two of them… She saw him gazing at her, and it is sort of..weird? Like a wild beast that is suddenly calm because it sees his/her children, but in Gilbert's case, it only lasted for 30 seconds. One of the mysterious things insofar, and Elizaveta swore she would never let herself be alone when she's with him.

I hate how he always talks about his awesomeness

Fed up. Who wouldn't? He also said weird stuffs like "Were we together now, you'll be awesome like me". She has had enough of the awesomeness thing, did not understand, and would not want to understand why he is so obsessed with his own and her awesomeness. She would never, ever, said that word to that Beilschmidt unless he plays piano better than her husband.

I hate his brain which is only full of brilliant war strategies and nothing else

Old Fritz, Old Fritz. Ah.. he was so cute back then, bragging about Old Fritz' lessons to her. She has to admit that Gilbert is a brilliant strategist, yet a total imbecile in daily lives. Yes. Imbecile. He's a man without a common sense.

I hate him for being unable to apologize

Elizaveta accepts apologies and holds no grudges. Even to Gilbert. The problem is, that brat never apologizes to her, although she silently gives her apologies to him. He would just say 'uhh..' and talk about other topics quickly. Couldn't he be more Roderich-like? Ah, Germania-san, you did not live long enough to raise your kid as not to be brat like Gilbert now, ne?

I hate him for never saying thanks sincerely

'Even every time I make him coffee and politely give it to him. Has he ever thanked Old Fritz, anyhow?'

I hate his habit of sitting in the grass to see the sunset near our house

'It's like he is homeless. He lingers around, sits lazily until the sun sets, and then goes home without saying a word to me or Roderich. Brat.'

I hate him for always teasing me about how I thought I was a boy

'Hey, what's the big idea? No one told me about that, alright? It was long in the past, and Gilbert should not talk about it anymore. Supposedly. Ludwig is kind enough to remind me that he is a brilliant guy without a common sense, which I should pity him for.'

I hate him for always walking around our house as if we are family

'As if he is the ore-sama I should make coffee too, and I should eat with. He will shut himself on our house's library, come out to make a fuss and eat lunch, come back to the library, go out to the garden for the sunsets, and then go home without a word only to come back the next day. As if this sanctuary belongs to him, too.'

I hate his red eyes

'Not that I hate the fact that he is born with those pretty eyes. But… I felt like he can read my mind. There is something contradictory about those pretty eyes.'

I hate his platinum hair

'Again, I don't hate him for being born so. It's a very beautiful color. It shines, glows. And I very much like the platinum hair, enough to make me smile upon seeing such beauty. I hate his hair for being Gilbert's, seriously. I don't want to smile for Gilbert. Tsk.'

I hate his muscular body

'Because it is soooo good and balanced. I wish it weren't Gilbert's.' She said, smiling sheepishly.

I hate his serious voice, too, seriously!

'A brat like Gilbert with serious, manly voice. I can imagine him talking with his armies about strategies with that serious voice. I either wish it weren't Gilbert's or wish Gilbert is as serious as his serious voice all the time.' She seriously is being absurd now!

I hate his way of walking

Elizaveta frowns. She always likes it. So soldier-like. She couldn't find the reason, yet she couldn't cross this reason out. She will figure it out later, perhaps.

I hate him whenever he is close to me!

Well, when you hate someone so dearly, you will try to hinder every possibility to be close to him, right? She feels weird every—

"Elizaveta, are you there?" a knock on her door and her husband's voice.

"Yes, dear, I will be there", she said, rushing to keep back her diary in her secret place, tidy herself, and goes out, leaving the unfinished twentieth reason.

'And the twentieth reason is, I hate him because…'

Chapter 2 this week ^_^ *escaping from writing my thesis*