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Ben's Note of Sheer Awesome: Because reasons! Maybe it's because of all that time not spending on this fic. I don't know why I want to write another one so soon. Maybe it's because Sins of Love and this one were overshadowed by 101. Oh well, I guess I'm going to make up for all the lost time spent on these two and make up for it. I hope you enjoy it!

Week 1: Friday

(Neb)

Neb hated hospitals. He didn't really know why he hated hospitals so much, he just knew he did. It probably had something to do with dresses in the very far future. Either way, Neb hated being in hospitals.

Waking up in one was ten times worse.

His eyes flashed open, gasping at the bright light shining through the window. He was quick to notice he was in a white room and in a gurney. He was tied up to a few machines, which seemed to be monitoring his vitals. Neb grabbed his side and felt the bandages there. He scowled as he felt them.

"Humans suck at bandaging me," Neb grumbled.

"So you aren't human," came a voice. "I heard the doctors saying your biology was different. I believed them too. You're far too idiotic and stupid to be human."

Neb glanced up and saw Lizzie sitting in the room, staring at him. "Correction: I'm smart enough to not be human," Neb grumbled. "You better not have fed me any pears…"

Lizzie raised her eyebrow. "You hate… Pears?"

"No, I hate you. I tolerate pears," Neb grunted. "Why are you here?"

"I wanted to see if you were still alive."

"Wish I wasn't. Because if I were dead, I wouldn't be talking to you, now would I?" Neb said flatly. "How long was I unconscious? I'm all for sleep, but I hate staying in this form for too long."

"All of yesterday," Lizzie said, much to Neb's surprise. "Today's Friday."

Neb looked over Lizzie for a few seconds. "Well? Do you want something?" Neb asked. "You saved my life. Congrats, I owe you a life debt. What more do you want?"

Lizzie bit her lip. "I wanted… to say sorry," she said.

Neb blinked. "…Why?"

"Because… because… I don't know! I still hate you! I still want you dead! I would ban you in a second if… if…"

"If?"

"If you hadn't saved my life."

"Well, look at that. The 'save my life' cliché. I'm flattered," Neb said. "By the way, that's sarcasm. I'm actually quite appalled you'd stoop to that cliché."

Lizzie screamed, grabbing her hair. "Why do I have to listen to you?!" she screamed, standing up. "I don't care about you! I wish you died! I wish you'd get out of my life!"

"Ditto."

"Ugh! You have no sense of respect!"

"Neither do pigeons, but at least they have the pride to not take a dump on a piece of cheese like you. Heck, calling you cheese is kind. I can think of a few, more inappropriate things to call you."

Lizzie spun on Neb with a death glare. "The Black Knight might not have killed you, but if I ever get a sword, I will impale you with it!"

"Fun. I'll get some kabobs. We'll make it a party."

"Can you not take anything seriously?"

"If by anything you mean you, I never take anything seriously."

Lizzie and Neb glared at each other for a few moments. They finally looked away, not being able to bear looking at each other. They remained silent, not being able to say a word. Finally, Neb sighed. "I may hate you… and wish you dead… but I have a job I have to do. If I don't do it, I won't be able to live with myself."

Lizzie looked at him for a moment. "You mean saving my life?" Lizzie asked.

"Unfortunately, I didn't kill the Black Knight. He'll come back. And more than likely, without me, he'll kill you."

(Lizzie)

He's nuts, Lizzie thought to herself, glaring at Neb. But… he did save me from the Black Knight. I saved his life, so we're even… but why is it that I feel we need to stick together? I hate him! Nothing he does is respectful! Why should I care what happens to him?

"I hate seeing people die," Neb said.

Lizzie slowly turned to look at Neb. His eyes were heavy, full of pain. However, looking into them, Lizzie saw they were also full of hate. Hate toward her. "You mean… you've seen others die before?" Lizzie asked.

"No Sherlock, I sit at home and eat pears," Neb said, rolling his eyes. "I may hate you Lizzie Hearts. I hate you more than I've ever hated anyone in my entire life. But I can't watch you die. Not like the others. I've done this, over and over again, seen so many… despicable things. I'm not letting it happen here to."

Lizzie looked at Neb genuinely. After thinking over her answer, she sighed. "Ok then," Lizzie said and left Neb's room. She walked a ways down the hall until she found what she was looking for. She grabbed it and returned to Neb's room. Before Neb could say anything, Lizzie lifted her hand and slapping something around Neb's wrist. Before anything could be done, Lizzie slapped the other end on her wrist.

It was a pair of handcuffs.

"Liz…"

"You will call me Lizzie."

"Fine, Queen of Broken Hearts," Neb said flatly, making something snap inside of Lizzie's eyes. "I'm going to tell you something and you're going to take it."

"I don't have to take anything you say."

"WHY THE CHEESE DID YOU CUFF US TOGETHER?!"

"I'm not taking that."

Neb glared at the girl evilly. "Answer the question," Neb grumbled.

"What's the magic word?" Lizzie smirked.

"I'll break your face open if you don't answer it."

"Did you really think that would work?"

"Do you not like your face?"

Lizzie pouted and scowled at the same time. "You have to watch me, right?" Lizzie asked. "Might as well force us together until you save me. We aren't going to be split apart until you defeat the Black Knight."

Neb looked at Lizzie with deep eyes. "We hate each other," Neb said simply.

"I've realized that."

"We want to kill each other."

"I realized that too."

"We have to be in the same room as each other…"

"I know!"

"…when we sleep."

Lizzie paled. "What have I done…"

(Neb)

"Ow! Don't yank so hard!" Lizzie pouted.

"Last I checked, you're the one who forced us together," Neb grumbled, yanking Lizzie forward. "If I'm forced to live through this cliché, I'm not making it a pleasant experience for you in the slightest."

Neb, being discharged from the hospital, had doned his brown clothing (which somehow wasn't destroyed and made sure Lizzie wasn't looking as he put it on) and left, taking Lizzie with him. Lizzie tried to fight him and take him somewhere else, but Neb flat out refused, forcing Lizzie along toward… wherever he was going.

"Alright, I leave you guys alone for one chapter and all of the sudden your into cuffing each other together. … Kinky!" Maddie giggled. Neb had led Lizzie into the tea shop, a scowl on his face as he did so. "You guys are so…"

"If you utter the word cute from those lips, I will sew them shut," Neb glared.

"Bmmt I almmdy dmmd tmmt!" Maddie said, her mouth sewn together.

"UGH!" Neb screamed. "Maddie, I swear, if there's a person who I want to kill more than Lizzie, it's you!"

"I'm flattered!" Maddie said, her lips now not sewn together. "So… why are you two together?"

"Ask the Queen of Broken Hearts."

"Stop calling me that?"

"Why? Strike a nerve?"

"Yes!"

"Good. Your heart deserves to be broken, you no good Queen of Nothing!"

Lizzie blinked, not expecting as harsh of words as those. Neb didn't see the tears exit her eyes, which she quickly wiped away. Maddie noticed this and was about to say something when Lizzie held up her hand, stopping her. "At least people care about me," she said simply. "I bet no one would ever care about a piece of #$% like you! You're garbage, filth. You shouldn't exist!"

Neb stopped moving, causing Lizzie to run into him. "You're right," Neb said simply. "I shouldn't exist. But I do. Sucks for both of us. Deal with it."

Lizzie and Neb stood in silence, brooding at each other. Maddie bit her lip, not used to such awkward tensions. "Um… were you two going to Neb's room?" Maddie asked.

"Wait… you've been housing this guy?" Lizzie gasped.

"Duh. Why else would I come here? Not for Maddie's company, that's for sure," Neb grumbled.

"I will try harder!" Maddie declared. "Hey, how are you two going to sleep…?"

As it turned out, it worked out. Maddie had pulled in an extra bed and put it close to Neb's bed. Lizzie and Neb could both be in a bed, but they wouldn't be too close to each other. Their arms, that night, were hanging off their beds, not daring to touch each other.

"I hate time skips, but sometimes they're necessary," Neb sighed. "Less I have to interact with you."

"Ditto, despite not knowing anything you're saying," Lizzie grumbled. "Don't get any funny ideas while I'm asleep."

"Trust me, you aren't worth messing with. You just aren't."

Lizzie pouted and shut her eyes. Neb rolled his eyes and used his free hand to shut off the lights. Ugh… I hate her so much, Neb thought to himself as he slipped off to sleep. This better be worth it… who am I kidding? This isn't worth it. I hope that she suffers before I save her. She's not worth anything to me. I hope she suffers in the worse way possible.

What Neb didn't know… was that Lizzie was thinking the same thing.

BN: Most of you guys wouldn't expect these two to hate each other this much. I mean, we all remember what happens in 101. I bet you're all thinking, 'How did they get from here to there?' All will make sense eventually. I hope that you guys are ok with watching Lizzie and Neb fight like this. I mean, I warned you at the start that these two despised each other. I just hope everything will come together nicely.

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