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Title: Of the Many Reasons
Author: Sweettart1823
Claim: Mia Dearden
Characters/Pairing: Mia Dearden, Jason Todd
Rating: T
Prompt: Bitter
Summary: Mia Explains one of the many reasons as to why she hates Jason so much
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Author's Notes/Warnings: So kind of a request again. I think I'm never going to be able to write these two not bitching at each other and in a fight. It's going to be impossible.
"You have no reason to hate me as much as you do."
Mia gaped at the man in front of her as if he had just said the most shocking thing she had ever heard in the world. She didn't know if Jason was just stupid, or pretending to be but she had never heard something that was stupider then that. "You mean other then the fact that you kidnapped me, fought me, and then blew up my school? Other then that?"
"Don't you let anything go?"
"Excuse me?" Mia scoffed and let out a few disbelieving noises. He had to be kidding. He just had to be. "Me? Do I let things go? You hold more grudges then anyone in the world and I don't let anything go?" She pushed him hard, though he didn't lose his balance or anything it was just a sort of cathartic type of move. "You're a jackass so I hate you."
Jason just sent her a slightly amused look and shook his head. "That is obviously not true. I think you're just embarrassed about your feelings for me." He said in a smug sort of way and Mia glared at him punching him. "That desperate to touch me?" He said and laughed while he rubbed his jaw and this time side stepped her swing easily and grabbed her wrist forcing her arm behind her back. "Are you going to keep trying to hit me?" He asked as Mia used her other hand to grab the pressure point in his wrist so he let her arm go. She moved away from him glaring.
"Don't touch me again." She said in a low dangerous voice. "And you don't know what you're talking about."
"About you having no reason to hate me?"
Mia glared at him again. "I have plenty of reasons to hate you and none of them, believe it or not, have anything to do with any of that kidnapping stuff." She said and Jason sent her a disbelieving look. "They don't." She said and went to sit down on the couch crossing her arms and her legs and still glaring at him like she was trying to tell him without saying anything that she really did hate him for many reasons.
"Well..." Jason prompted after a long silence on Mia's part. "Are you going to tell me what you hate so much about me or are you going to keep me guessing?"
There was another silence as Mia seemed to try and decide what she was going to do. "I don't like you because... of who you are." She said slowly and Jason arched an eyebrow at her.
"I'm glad we cleared that up."
Mia shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes. "Just... because of the things you... stand for." She looked over at Jason. "The whole 'I'm from the streets, dawg' bit. How you try to say you know what is going to work because you've been there and seen all that for yourself. How you like shoving all that in peoples face and you seem so... smug about it. Like it's something great, being from the street. It's... I hate you. I want to punch you in your stupid arrogant face." She glared at him again.
"You don't like me because... I stand for the things that remind you of your past." He said slowly and Mia paused a moment before nodding her head. "Is that it?" He asked and smirked at her. "Seems like a stupid reason."
"Seems like a...!?" Mia sent him an offended look and practically jumped off the couch rounding on him. "What if I took to beating people with crowbars. You wouldn't like that would you? Would that be for a stupid reason?"
"Don't even go there Mia. That's different." Jason said, the amused look wiped off his face.
"How is that any different?"
"I died!" He growled grabbing Mia by the throat and pushing her against the wall behind her.
"You're alive now!"
"And you don't live on the streets anymore!"
"But I still have to live with it every single fucking day." Mia said pushing him off of her. "For some strange reason I would rather not associate with people who seem to love things that remind me of the worst times of my life, not just that but are so smug about it when there is no sane reason to be! It's great you're so proud of your past, really. But some of us," She pointed to herself, "aren't, at all, the opposite actually. And those of us who aren't would rather not be constantly reminded of how horrible things had been while in that situation." She started to back away from him. "That's one of the many reasons why I hate you. That's why I can't stand being around you. That's why I don't want to have anything to do with you." She turned towards the door.
Jason sent Mia what was almost a sympathetic look not that she could see it with her back to him. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of Mia. You did what you had to do."
She snorted and shook her head. "Just shut up and leave me alone." She said quietly and opened the door sliding outside of it and leaving.
Author: Sweettart1823
Claim: Mia Dearden
Characters/Pairing: Mia Dearden, Jason Todd
Rating: T
Prompt: Bitter
Summary: Mia Explains one of the many reasons as to why she hates Jason so much
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Author's Notes/Warnings: So kind of a request again. I think I'm never going to be able to write these two not bitching at each other and in a fight. It's going to be impossible.
"You have no reason to hate me as much as you do."
Mia gaped at the man in front of her as if he had just said the most shocking thing she had ever heard in the world. She didn't know if Jason was just stupid, or pretending to be but she had never heard something that was stupider then that. "You mean other then the fact that you kidnapped me, fought me, and then blew up my school? Other then that?"
"Don't you let anything go?"
"Excuse me?" Mia scoffed and let out a few disbelieving noises. He had to be kidding. He just had to be. "Me? Do I let things go? You hold more grudges then anyone in the world and I don't let anything go?" She pushed him hard, though he didn't lose his balance or anything it was just a sort of cathartic type of move. "You're a jackass so I hate you."
Jason just sent her a slightly amused look and shook his head. "That is obviously not true. I think you're just embarrassed about your feelings for me." He said in a smug sort of way and Mia glared at him punching him. "That desperate to touch me?" He said and laughed while he rubbed his jaw and this time side stepped her swing easily and grabbed her wrist forcing her arm behind her back. "Are you going to keep trying to hit me?" He asked as Mia used her other hand to grab the pressure point in his wrist so he let her arm go. She moved away from him glaring.
"Don't touch me again." She said in a low dangerous voice. "And you don't know what you're talking about."
"About you having no reason to hate me?"
Mia glared at him again. "I have plenty of reasons to hate you and none of them, believe it or not, have anything to do with any of that kidnapping stuff." She said and Jason sent her a disbelieving look. "They don't." She said and went to sit down on the couch crossing her arms and her legs and still glaring at him like she was trying to tell him without saying anything that she really did hate him for many reasons.
"Well..." Jason prompted after a long silence on Mia's part. "Are you going to tell me what you hate so much about me or are you going to keep me guessing?"
There was another silence as Mia seemed to try and decide what she was going to do. "I don't like you because... of who you are." She said slowly and Jason arched an eyebrow at her.
"I'm glad we cleared that up."
Mia shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes. "Just... because of the things you... stand for." She looked over at Jason. "The whole 'I'm from the streets, dawg' bit. How you try to say you know what is going to work because you've been there and seen all that for yourself. How you like shoving all that in peoples face and you seem so... smug about it. Like it's something great, being from the street. It's... I hate you. I want to punch you in your stupid arrogant face." She glared at him again.
"You don't like me because... I stand for the things that remind you of your past." He said slowly and Mia paused a moment before nodding her head. "Is that it?" He asked and smirked at her. "Seems like a stupid reason."
"Seems like a...!?" Mia sent him an offended look and practically jumped off the couch rounding on him. "What if I took to beating people with crowbars. You wouldn't like that would you? Would that be for a stupid reason?"
"Don't even go there Mia. That's different." Jason said, the amused look wiped off his face.
"How is that any different?"
"I died!" He growled grabbing Mia by the throat and pushing her against the wall behind her.
"You're alive now!"
"And you don't live on the streets anymore!"
"But I still have to live with it every single fucking day." Mia said pushing him off of her. "For some strange reason I would rather not associate with people who seem to love things that remind me of the worst times of my life, not just that but are so smug about it when there is no sane reason to be! It's great you're so proud of your past, really. But some of us," She pointed to herself, "aren't, at all, the opposite actually. And those of us who aren't would rather not be constantly reminded of how horrible things had been while in that situation." She started to back away from him. "That's one of the many reasons why I hate you. That's why I can't stand being around you. That's why I don't want to have anything to do with you." She turned towards the door.
Jason sent Mia what was almost a sympathetic look not that she could see it with her back to him. "You don't have anything to be ashamed of Mia. You did what you had to do."
She snorted and shook her head. "Just shut up and leave me alone." She said quietly and opened the door sliding outside of it and leaving.