The Lounge: Matchmaking

There’s a pair of them in practically every series. You know who I’m talking about. They are the two who rack up all the M-rated fanfictions on ff.net, the ones with the most angst per square inch of memory in their brains, and the ones who, by The End, would die if you separated them.

They are also the two who hate each other's guts at first sight.

Isn’t it the best feeling in the world to look back and crack open the first volume, DVD, or cutscene, and watch them trade death-glares when you know full well that they’re great for each other? I imagine that’s what a matchmaker feels like. You see the squabbling couple in front of you and know that with a little dash of apocalyptic chaos, they’ll turn into a match made in heaven (or in a yaoi fic.)