Title: Odium
Summary: Intense hatred or dislike; loathing; abhorrence. – Mitsuru
Disclaimer: I don't own Crescent Moon.
Spoilers: Books 1-5
He hates her.
He hates that she calmed him by singing that stupid song in her off-tune voice. He hates that she saved him from drowning. He hates that she cried until exhaustion when he died. He hates that she begged and pleaded for him to wake up. He hates that she instantly thought of him during her time of distress. He hates that she's always asking him why he doesn't sing. He hates how she clings to him like a lifeline when they fly. He hates that she's always more concerned about him. He hates that she didn't want him to leave. He hates that she cares.
But more importantly…
He hates how wonderful her hand feels in his. He hates how he felt guilty for wanting her dead after she brought him back. He hates how he wants to bring ultimate pain to anyone who tries to hurt her. He hates that he was sick with worry during the World Performance Festival. He hates how she feels so right in his arms. He hates that she smells like the ocean and vanilla and home. He hates that he doesn't feel numb around her. He hates how he'll do anything she asks just by pouting. He hates how she made him blush when he first called her by name. He hates how she makes him care.
He hates her.
At least, that's what he keeps telling himself.
A/N: Talk about your thin line between love and hate. Silly Mitsuru, Trix are for kids! Anyways, don't forget to review! Adios for now.
