Break Me Hate Me Love Me
Nobody is truly evil. At least, that's what I kept telling myself. I thought I'd never be proved wrong.
Well, so much for that.
I never thought I'd hate anybody. I never understood it at all. It was one of those emotions that always lingered beyond my grasp. Not that I wanted it. But at the same time, I wanted to know what it was like. Now I wish I hadn't at all.
There's only one person in this world I truly hate. And that is Malik's other self.
There's only one person in this world I truly love. And that is Malik's other self.Hate and love. The extreme sides of the scales. The conflicting emotions. The two that were never meant to be mixed together.
The angel and the devil. Inside of me. Conflicting. Tugging. Pulling. They want me to hate him. They want me to love him. I end up doing both.
I hate him for hurting Mai-san. I hate him for hurting Onii-chan. I love him for his darkness. I love him for his evil.
My head hurts...I'm thinking about this too much...
I hear the click of the lock. The door swings open silently. I know who's beyond the door. I know who's standing in the shadows.
"Kawaii Shizuka," a whisper floats through the umbrage, purposefully pronouncing my last name wrong. I shuddered. I love how he calls me that, yet at the same time I'm repulsed by it.
He uses me. He abuses me. He loves me. He hates me. God, this is too confusing. Why does this have to be so complicated? I want to kill him one moment, the next I'm screaming his name to come back to me.
He strides toward me. He's confident. Cocky. He smirks. I can't see it, but I know he does.
"What does my little puppy have for me tonight?"
I shivered as the temperature dropped a few degrees. An effect of the ever-lasting darkness surrounding him. A darkness few other than Yuugi, Bakura-kun, and their other selves can sense.
A darkness that haunts me. A darkness that wants to break me. Swallow me up. Kill me. Love me. Lusts for me. Wants me. Needs me. Shatters me.
"I hate everything about you, why do I love you?" he softly sings, his voice lowering into a purr. "I hate everything about you, why do I love you?"
"I don't know," I reply. As always. He always enters the room with that song. Why he sings, I have no idea. But it works for both of us.
He stops in front of me, a malicious gleam in his stormy violet eyes. He pushes me up against the wall, nipping at my ear. "Sing for me."
"No."
"Why?"
"Cause I hate you."
"I hate you, too."
"I thought you said you loved me?"
"I love you and I love to hate you."
"Likewise."
That's what always happens. Hate. Love. Lust. Rage. Fright. Freedom. Complete opposites. Yin. Yang.
"Break me shake me hate me, take me over," I finally comply. He stops his nibbling, allowing me to sing more. But I stop. He hates it when I do that.
He growls deep in his throat. A warning.I draw in a staggering breath, hesitating to sing the final lines. "When the memories stop, then you will be alone."
He smirks against my neck as he finally continues. "Say the words again," he whispers.
"Break me."
"I will."
"Hate me."
"I already do."
"Make me."
"Sure as hell I'll make you."
I gulp as I let out the final words in a whisper.
"Take me."
He kisses me fully on the lips. Roughly. He enters my mouth, exploring. I give in. He pulls away.
"I will."
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This was very fun to write, actually. No way is this couple possible, but the idea always intrigued me to do a fic like this. The whole I hate everything about you yet I love you anyways. Yeah. Lyrics are from "I Hate Everything About You" by 3 Days Grace and "Break Me Shake Me" by Savage Garden. Hope everybody is in-character!
