They were afraid of each other.

They had so much power over each other that it was impossible for them not to fear the other.

Though, it wasn't like they'd ever admit this. To the other, to anyone.

Not even themselves.

They would live in denial for centuries.

Once one fell, had no powers, and left the other with nothing to hold power over, they came to realize that it wasn't hatred.

They admitted it was fear.

They admitted it wasn't just fear of each other's power.

They were afraid of what everyone else would think. They were afraid the other would reject them.

They were afraid of Love.

a/n: this is why i shouldn't be up at 4 am and reading history.