A/N: another harvest moon fic! . i'm getting into this game again because of a contest on an hm forum i belong to. i'd forgotten my love for hm fanart and fanfiction! anyway, this fic is pretty short. i didn't know i could write such a short story.

disclaimer: i don't own harvest moon. that's why i'm poor.

I Hated Him

I decided to hate him on the first day we met.

He crashed into me and without even a "sorry" he got up and left. Not to mention the fact that he blamed it all on me before leaving. Even worse, he had embarrassed me in front of the new farmer! It wasn't easy finding a boyfriend when all the bachelors had some other girl in mind.

It infuriated me even more to find him petting my horse the next day! How dare he show his face after what happened! So, of course, I stomped over to him and demanded to know what he was doing to Cliff. He just smiled and said they must be kindred spirits for having the same name. Like hell they were. After more yelling, he finally left.

I hated how he would come to the ranch almost every day after that, and just stare into the field. He also seemed to get a kick out of annoying me while I was working. Just looking at him made me angry, so I forced myself to keep my mind on my work at all times.

I remember arguing with him over whether or not to feed a rabbit to his bird. I told him I wouldn't let him do it, and he told me it was nature and I shouldn't interfere. I knew he was right, but I would never admit it. So, I let the rabbit go, leaving the bird dinnerless.

But what I hated most was when I started to be disappointed when he didn't show up. I hated how I would get butterflies in my stomach when he looked at me. And how my face turned red every time he smiled in my direction. I hated how the thought of him made my heart beat faster.

I was shocked when he first kissed me. I was having another shouting session at him, when he grabbed my shoulders pulled me in. I hated how I loved it. I told myself I hated him over and over, but never made any resistance to his embrace. I hated how he told me he loved me. And I hated how I told him I loved him back.

When he proposed I told myself to refuse. Once again, I didn't listen. I tried to believe I wasn't happy and hated my wedding day, but it didn't last for long. I hated living with him and hated knowing that it wasn't true. I pretended to be angry when he got me impregnated, but I could tell he saw through my lies. Yes, I hated him for knowing I didn't really hate him.

I still tell him I hate him, and he still doesn't argue with me about it. He just grins and tells me he loves me, then kisses me and leaves it at that. And as much as I hate to admit it, I'm happy knowing that I can hate the man I love and have him love me back for it.

A/N: yeah, so that's an annxcliff fic if you couldn't tell. i mean, i thought i made it pretty obvious. unless you've never played hm64, then i guess it wouldn't. i know this fic kinda sucked, but it sounded a lot better in my head. --' anyway, R&R if you want, i guess.